The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#CXCIV

CXCIV. Love and Hatred

1 Now by the Bowels of my GOD,
His sharp distress, his sore Complaints,
By his last Groans, his dying Blood,
I charge my Soul to love the saints.

2 Clamour and Wrath and War be gone,
Envy and Spite, for ever cease;
Let bitter Words no more be known
Amongst the Saints, the Sons of Peace.

3 The Spirit, like a peaceful Dove,
Flies from the Realms of Noise and Strife:
Why should we vex and grieve his Love
Who Seals our Souls to heav'nly Life?

4 Tender and kind be all our Thoughts,
Thro' all our Lives let Mercy run:
So GOD forgives our num'rous faults,
For the dear sake of CHRIST his Son.

Text Information

• First Line: Now by the Bowels of my God
• Title: Love and Hatred
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: liturgical: Songs of Response; Invitation to Praise and Repentance

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