Hymn XLIII. Long Metre. The Presence of God mortifying us to the World

Come blessed Lord, descend and dwell, By faith and love within our breast; Then shall we know, and taste and feel Such joys as cannot be express'd.

Come fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth and length Of thy unmeasurable grace.

Could we but pierce the veil, and see The glories of th' eternal skies; What little things these worlds would be! How despicable in our eyes!

Great all in all, eternal king! Could we but view thy glorious face, Then all our powers should join to sing Thy boundless wisdom and thy grace.

Now to the God, whose power in heaven And earth, has works of wonder done, Be everlasting honours given, By all the Church, thro' Christ his son.