Isaiah 4:1

• [Isa 4:1] Come, Pure Hearts

  Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measure, Sing of those who spread the treasure In the holy Gospels shrined; Blessèd tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. See the rivers four that gladden, With their streams, the better Eden Planted by our Lord most dear; Christ the Fountain, these the waters; Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters, Drink, and find salvation here. Here our souls, by Jesus sated, More and more shall be translated Earth’s temptations far above; Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion, Soaring on an angel pinion, They shall reach the Source of love. Then shall thanks and praise ascending For Thy mercies without ending Rise to Thee, O Savior blest, With Thy gracious aid defend us, Let Thy guiding light attend us, Bring us to Thy place of rest. O that we, thy truth confessing, And Thy holy Word possessing, Jesus, may Thy love adore; Unto Thee our voices raising, Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, Ever and forevermore.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 64:6

• [Isa 64:6] Not For Our Sins Alone

  Not for our sins alone Thy mercy, Lord, we sue; Let fall Thy pitying glance On our devotions, too, What we have done for Thee, And what we think to do. The holiest hours we spend In prayer upon our knees, The times when most we deem The songs of praise will please, Thou Searcher of all hearts, Forgiveness pour on these. And all the gifts we bring, And all the vows we make, And all the acts of love We plan for Thy dear sake, Into Thy pardoning thought, O God of mercy, take. And most, when we, Thy flock, Before Thine altar bend, And strange, bewildering thoughts With those sweet moments blend, By Him Whose death we plead, Good Lord, Thy help extend. Bow down Thine ear and hear! Open Thine eyes and see! Our very love is shame, And we must come to Thee To make it of Thy grace What Thou wouldst have it be.

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  source: Cyberhymnal