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George Croly in 1854

Frederick C. Atkinson in 1870

Alvin (Bud) Herman Manz

Morecambe 10. 10. 10. 10.

Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;
Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.

I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no op'ning skies;
But take the dimness of my soul away.

Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength and mind;
I see Thy cross; there teach my heart to cling;
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!

Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered pray'r.

Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
On holy passion filling all my frame;
The baptism of the Heav'n-descended Dove;
My heart an altar and Thy love, the flame.