He that Believeth Shall Not Make Haste, Part 2

Come, O Thou greater than our heart,
And make Thy faithful mercies known;
The mind which was in Thee impart,
Thy constant mind in us be shown.

From anger set our spirits free,
It worketh not Thy righteousness;
In patience let us wait on Thee,
And quietly our souls possess.

Jesu, to whose supreme command
All things in heaven, earth, hell, submit,
Upon us lay Thy mighty hand,
And self shall sink beneath Thy feet.

O let us by Thy cross abide,
Thee, only Thee, resolve to know,
The Lamb for sinners crucified,
A world to save from endless woe.

Take us into Thy people's rest,
And we from our own works shall cease;
With Thy meek Spirit arm our breast,
And keep our minds in perfect peace.

Lift up, and fix our steadfast eye
On Thee the Father's favourite Son,
Thee our Great Head, gone up on high,
Firm on Thine everlasting throne.

Though earth and hell Thy rule oppose,
The Lord is king, Messiah reigns';
Till Satan, sin, and all Thy foes,
And death, the last of all, be slain.

Jesu, for this we calmly wait;
O let our eyes behold Thee near,
Hasten to make our heaven complete,
Appear, our glorious God, appear!