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Oh, how the thought of God attracts
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| 1. | Oh, how the thought of God attracts |
| | And draws the heart from earth, |
| | And sickens it of passing shows |
| | And dissipating mirth! |
| 2. | 'Tis not enough to save our souls, |
| | To shun th' eternal fires; |
| | The thought of God will rouse the heart |
| | To more sublime desires. |
| 3. | God only is the creature's home, |
| | Though rough and straight the road; |
| | Yet nothing less can satisfy |
| | The love that longs for God. |
| 4. | Oh, utter but the Name of God |
| | Down in your heart of hearts, |
| | And see how from the world at once |
| | All tempting light departs. |
| 5. | A trusting heart, a yearning eye, |
| | Can win their way above; |
| | If mountains can be move by faith, |
| | Is there less power in love? |
| 6. | How little of that road, my soul! |
| | How little hast thou gone! |
| | Take heart, and let the thought of God |
| | Allure thee further on. |
| 7. | The freedom from all willful sin, |
| | The Christian's daily task; |
| | Oh! these are graces far below |
| | What longing love would ask! |
| 8. | The perfect way is hard to flesh; |
| | It is not hard to love; |
| | If thou wert sick from want of God, |
| | How swiftly wouldst thou move! |
| 9. | Then keep thy conscience sensitive; |
| | No inward token miss: |
| | And go where grace entices thee- |
| | Perfection lies in this. |