Classic Poem

W ALWORTH Tune .

Celestial dove, descend,
And seal us as thy own!
While we the will attend
Of him that fills the throne;
Descend, and bless thy sons on earth.

Great Author of celestial birth.
Thou didst with glory crown
The Great Redeemer's head,
When he (submissive down
In Jordan's billows laid)
Rose up, to shew how he would rise
Triumphant through th' eternal skies.

Bless us, O Lord, with light,
With heav'nly light and love,
While through this sacred rite
With willing hearts we move;
Our spirits with thy glory crown,
And bless us, Lord, as we go down.

And as we rise again
Above the pliant wave,
Let thoughts of Jesus slain,
And rising up to save,
Raise upon wings of faith and love
To his delightful seat above.

And may our future life,
Holy and without blame,
With sin and hell at strife,
Put sin and hell to shame;
Till we triumphant o'er them rise,
And dwell in thy celestial skies.