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O God, whose thoughts are brightest light

Author: Frederick W. Faber Appears in 12 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O God, whose thoughts are brightest light, Whose love always runs clear, To whose kind wisdom sinning souls Amidst their sins are dear, How Thou can’st think so well of us, Yet be the God Thou art, Is darkness to my intellect, But sunshine to my heart. 2 Sweeten my bitter-thoughted heart With charity like Thine, Till self shall be the only spot On earth which does not shine; For they have caught the way of God, To whom self lies displayed In such clear vision as to cast O’er others’ faults a shade. 3 I need Thy mercy for my sin; But more than this I need, Thy mercy’s likeness in my soul For others’ sin to bleed; ‘Tis not enough to weep my sins; ‘Tis but one step to heaven; When I am kind to others, then I know myself forgiven. 4 Hardheartedness dwells not with souls Round whom Thine arms are drawn; And dark thoughts fade away in grace, Like cloud spots in the dawn; All bitterness is from ourselves, All sweetness is from Thee; Sweet God, for evermore be Thou Fountain and Fire in me. Used With Tune: ST. LEONARD

Immortal Love, for ever full

Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 322 hymnals Topics: Hymns Chiefly for Personal Use Used With Tune: ST. LEONARD

I bow my forehead to the dust

Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Appears in 77 hymnals Used With Tune: ST. LEONARD

O Spirit of the living God

Author: Henry H. Tweedy, 1868- Appears in 18 hymnals Used With Tune: ST. LEONARD

Thou art my hiding place, O Lord

Author: Thomas Raffles Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 113 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thou art my hiding place, O Lord, In thee I put my trust; Encouraged by thy holy Word, A feeble child of dust: I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea; And 'tis enough my Saviour died, My Saviour died for me. 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-seat, My hope within the veil. From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to thee: Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Saviour died for me. 3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain, Ah! what could give the suff'rer rest, Bid ev'ry murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me? 4 And when thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last ling'ring sands, Is ebbing fast away, Then though it be in accents weak, And faint and tremblingly, O give me strength in death to speak, "My Saviour died for me." Amen. Topics: Abiding in Christ; Assurance; Christ Refuge; Christian Life Communion with Christ; Death Trusting God in; Pain; Peace and Joy; Trials Scripture: Psalm 32:7 Used With Tune: ST. LEONARD