Hymns and Prayers to the Trinity, 22

To — " Ah, lovely appearance of death!"

OFather of mercies, attend,
And suffer a wretch to complain;
O Jesus, a sinner befriend,
Oppress'd with the weight of my chain;
O pitiful Spirit of Love!
The God whom I fain would adore,
Appear, and my burden remove,
Thy favour and image restore.

Thou hear'st the unspeakable groan
Which heaves in a sorrowful heart,
Till Thou, whom I never have known,
The blissful assurance impart,
The light of Thy countenance show,
With heavenly evidence shine,
And bid me in liberty go,
In peace, and affiance Divine.

Come then to Thy creature, and tell
The secret I cannot explore,
Thy riches of mercy reveal,
Thy love's inexhaustible store;
Three mystical persons in one,
The truth of Thy Godhead attest,
Jehovah, the Father, and Son,
And Spirit, abide in my breast.

While yet I am calling, appear
The end of my trouble and pain:
Assured of a Trinity here,
I rise from my ruins again;
I know my Redeemer, who gives
A sinner His glory to see,
And all the Divinity lives
Eternally present in me.