BY J. N. DARBY

To live of Thee-blest Source of deepest joy!
To hear e'en now by faith Thy voice of love-
Thou living spring of bliss without alloy,
Bright inlet to the light of heaven above!

Come, fill my soul! Thy light is ever pure,
And brings from heaven what Thou alone canst give,
Yea, brings Thyself, the revelation sure
Of heaven's eternal bliss:in Thee we live.

I hail Thee, Lord! Of Thee my song shall speak-
Poor and unworthy strains, yet still of Thee:
Yes, fill my soul! Tis this my heart doth seek-
To dwell in love, and God my dwelling be.

Thou'st made the Father known:Him have we seen
In Thy blest Person:infinite delight.
Yes, it suffices:though we here but glean
Some foretaste of His love-till all be light.

Oh, dwell with me! Let no distracting thought
Intrude to hide from me that heavenly light:
Be Thou my strength! Let not what Thou hast brought
Be chased by idle nature's poor delight.

Father, Thou lovest me, Favor, all divine,
Rests on my soul:a cloudless favor! There
Thy face shines on meas it still doth shine
On Thy blest Son! His image I shall bear!

But now, e'en now, Thy love can fill my soul-
That love that soars beyond all creature thought-
In spirit bring where endless praises roll;
And fill my longing heart till there I'm brought.

Thee will I hail, O Lord, in whose blest face
God? I glory shines unveiled! Thee will I praise,
Whose love has brought me nigh in righteous grace;
And soon wilt come, eternal songs to raise!

And oh, how deep the peace, when, nature gone
The Spirit fills the soul strengthened with might-
With love divine; and God, as Love, is known!
Lord keep my soul, and guide my steps aright!

Praise be forever His who giveth songs by night.