Four 7's
Gibbons:
Orlando Gibbons, 1623
Ralph Wardlaw, 1817
Christ, of all my hopes the ground,
Christ the spring of all my joy,
Still in Thee may I be found,
Still for Thee my powers employ.
Let Thy love my heart inflame;
Keep Thy fear before my sight;
Be Thy praise my highest aim;
Be Thy smile my chief delight.
Fountain of o'erflowing grace,
Freely from Thy fullness give;
Till I close my earthly race,
May I prove it |Christ to live.|
Firmly trusting in Thy blood,
Nothing shall my heart confound;
Safely I shall pass the flood,
Safely reach Emmanuel's ground.
Thus, O thus, an entrance give
To the land of cloudless sky;
Having known it |Christ to live,|
Let me know it |gain to die.|
Amen.