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Hymn #173: At Anchor Laid, Remote From Home

Hymn #172 Hymn #174

The Holy Spirit

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173 (L.M.) Augustus Toplady

At anchor laid, remote from home,

Toiling, I cried, "Sweet Spirit, come!"

Celestial breeze, no longer stay,

But swell my sails, and speed my way.

"Fain would I mount, fain would I glow,

And loose my cable from below;

But I can only spread my sail;

Thou, thou must breathe th' auspicious gale."

Hymn #172 Hymn #174