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150 The Book of Praise.
As flowers their opening leaves display,
And glad drink in the solar fire, So may we catch Thy every ray,
So may Thy influence us inspire ; Thou Beam of the eternal Beam, Thou purging Fire ; Thou quickening Flame !
John Wesley. 1739. From Gerhard Tersteegen.
Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground.
For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going take Thee to their home.
Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving Name.
Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith, and sweeten care, To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all Heaven before our eyes.
Behold, at Thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord ; Come Thou, and fill this wider space, And bless us with a large increase.