By A Collection of Hymns

      8s & 6s.
      1 AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry,
      To thee, who wouldst not have me die,
      But know the truth and live;
      Open mine eyes to see thy face,
      Work in my heart the saving grace,
      The life eternal give.

      2 Shut up in unbelief I groan,
      And blindly serve a God unknown,
      Till thou the veil remove;
      The gift unspeakable impart,
      And write thy name upon my heart,
      And manifest thy love.

      3 I know the work is only thine,
      The gift of faith is all divine;
      But, if on thee we call,
      Thou wilt the benefit bestow,
      And give us hearts to feel and know
      That thou hast died for all.

      4 Thou bidd'st us knock and enter in,
      Come unto thee, and rest from sin,
      The blessing seek and find;
      Thou bidd'st us ask thy grace, and have;
      Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment save
      Both me and all mankind.

      5 Be it according to thy word!
      Now let me find my pardoning Lord,
      Let what I ask be given;
      The bar of unbelief remove,
      Open the door of faith and love,
      And take me into heaven.