Poem by Augustus Montague Toplady

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Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness;
Pierce the clouds of nature's night.
Come, Thou source of joy and gladness,
Breathe Thy life, and spread Thy light.

Author of our new creation,
Bid us all Thine influence prove;
Make our souls Thy habitation;
Shed abroad the Saviour's love.

1. Desiring to Be Given up to God
2. Grace, 'Tis a Charming Sound
3. What Though I Cannot Break My Chain
4. Object of My First Desire
5. Bowed with a Sense of Sin

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