O come, and bless our souls indeed,
With light and joy and love.
4The gospel's promised land is wide,
We fain would enter in:
But we are press d on every side
With unbelief and sin.
5Arise, Lord, enlarge our coast,
Let us possess the whole,
That Satan may no longer boast
He can thy work control.
6Oh! may thy hand be with us still.
Our guide and guardian be,
To keep us safe from every ill,
Till death shall set us free.
7Help us on thee to cast our care,
And on thy word to rest;
That Isr'el's God, who heareth pray'r
Will grant us our request.
23.
Waiting at Wisdom's Gates.— Prov. viii, 34, 35.
1Ensnared too long my heart has been
In follys hurtful ways;
may I now at length begin
To hear what Wisdom says!
2'Tis Jesus, from the mercy-seat,
Invites me to his rest;
He calls poor sinners to his feet,
To make them truly blest.
3Approach, my soul, to Wisdom's gates
While it is call'd to-day;
No one who watches there and waits
Shall e'er be turn'd away.
4He will not let me seek in vain,
For all who trust his word
Shall everlasting life obtain,
And favour from the Lord.
