ACTS
i.
4
.
Wait
for
the
Promise
of
the
Father
,
which
ye
have
heard
of
me
.
I.
SAVIOUR
of
Men
,
how
long
shall
I
Forgotten
at
thy
Footstool
lie
!
Wash'd
in
the
Fountain
of
thy
Blood
,
Yet
groaning
still
to
be
renew'd
;
II
.
A
Miracle
of
Grace
and
Sin
,
Pardon'd
,
yet
still
alas
unclean
!
Thy
Righteousness
is
counted
Mine
:
When
will
it
in
my
Nature
shine
?
III
.
Darksom
I
still
remain
and
void
,
And
painfully
unlike
my
GOD
,
Till
Thou
diffuse
a
brighter
Ray
,
And
turn
the
Glimm'ring
into
Day
.
IV
.
Why
didst
Thou
the
First
Gift
impart
,
And
sprinkle
with
thy
Blood
my
Heart
,
But
that
my
sprinkled
Heart
might
prove
,
The
Life
and
Liberty
of
Love
?
V.
Why
didst
Thou
bid
my
Terrors
cease
,
And
sweetly
fill
my
Soul
with
Peace
,
But
that
my
peaceful
Soul
might
know
The
Joys
that
from
Believing
flow
?
VI
.
See
then
thy
Ransom'd
Servant
,
see
,
I
hunger
,
LORD
,
I
thirst
for
Thee
!
Feed
me
with
Love
,
thy
Spirit
give
,
I
gasp
,
in
Him
,
in
Thee
to
live
.
VII
.
The
Promis'd
Comforter
impart
,
Open
the
Fountain
in
my
Heart
;
There
let
Him
flow
with
springing
Joys
,
And
into
Life
Eternal
rise
.
VIII
.
There
let
Him
ever
,
ever
dwell
,
The
Pledge
,
the
Witness
,
and
the
Seal
;
I'll
glory
then
in
Sin
Forgiven
,
In
CHRIST
my
Life
,
my
Love
,
my
Heaven
!