By A Collection of Hymns

      7s & 6s. Ezekiel xxxiv. 26.
      1 US, who climb thy holy hill,
      A general blessing make,
      Let the world our influence feel,
      Our gospel grace partake;
      Grace to help in time of need,
      Pour out on sinners from above,
      All thy Spirit's fulness shed,
      In showers of heavenly love.

      2 Make our earthly souls a field
      Which God delights to bless;
      Let us in due season yield
      The fruits of righteousness;
      Make us trees of paradise,
      Which more and more thy praise may show,
      Deeper sink, and higher rise,
      And to perfection grow.