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Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard,
 From fancy 'tis concealed,
What Thou, Lord, hast laid up to Thine,
 And hast to me revealed.

I see Thy face, I hear Thy voice,
 I taste Thy sweetest love,
My soul doth leap, but, O for winds,
 The winds of Noah's dove!
Then should I flee from hence away,
 Leaving this world of sin;
Then should my Lord put forth His hand,
 And kindly take me in.

"Remember now thy Creator."

Remember thy Creator now,
 In these thy youthful days,
He will accept thy earliest vow,
 And listen to thy praise.

Remember thy Creator now,
 And seek Him while He's near,
For evil days will come, when thou
 Shalt find no comfort near,

Remember thy Creator now,
 His willing servant be;
Then when thy head in death shall bow,
 He will remember thee.

Almighty God! our hearts incline
 Thy heavenly voice to hear;
Let all our future days be Thine,
 Devoted to Thy fear.

Hymn.

Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire,
And lighten with celestial fire;
Thou the appointing Spirit art,
Who dost Thy sevenfold gifts impart.