LORD, I feel a carnal mind
That hangs about me still,
Vainly tho' I strive to bind
My own rebellious will.
Fain would I my Lord pursue,
Be all my Saviour taught;
Do, as Jesus bids me do,
And think, as Jesus thought.
But 'tis thou must change my heart,
The gift must come from thee;
Meek Redeemer, now impart
Thine own humility.
HYMN 209. L. M.
O THAT my heart was right with thee,
And loved thee with a perfect love ;
O that the Lord would dwell in me,
And never from his seat remove.
O God, I am in awful night,
Until thou in my heart appear ;
Arise, propitious Sun, and light
An everlasting morning there.
O let my prayer acceptance find,
And bring the mighty blessing down; Impart the will, the strength, the mind, Ând seal me thine adopted son.
GIVE me the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.
Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They struggled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.
It was by grace their vict'ries came;
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Their triumph to his death.
Our glorious Leader we will praise,
And mark the pattern giv'n;
Thus with the cloud of witnesses,
We'll walk the path to heav'n.
HYMN 211. L. M.
LORD, to thee I lift my eyes,
Hands and heart I lift to thee;
Let my prayer accepted rise,
Weak, imperfect, tho' it be.
Teach me, Lord, thy name to know,
Teach me, Lord, thy name to love;
May I do thy will below,
As thy will is done above.
Saviour-God, thy grace impart,
That I may meekly follow thee;
Live thyself within my heart,
Set my ransomed spirit free.
When to rest I go at night,
O'er me watch, and near me stay: And when morning brings the light, May I wake to praise and pray.
HYMN 212. L. M.
HOLY as Thou, O Lord, is none !
Thy holiness is all thine own:
A drop from that unbounded sea
Is ours, a drop deriv'd from thee.
And when thy purity we share,
Thy glory only we declare;
And humbled into nothing, own
Holy and pure is God alone!
Sole, self-existing God and Lord,
By all thy heavenly hosts adored,
Let all on earth bow down to thee,
And own thy peerless majesty!
Thy power unparallel'd confess,
Established on the Rock of peace;
The Rock that never shall remove,
The Rock of pure, almighty love.
HYMN 213.
Go to dark Gethsemane,
Ye, that feel the tempter's power; Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour: Turn not from his griefs away ;Learn of Jesus how to pray.. Follow to the judgment-hall,
View the Lord of life arraigned! Oh, the wormwood and the gall! Oh, the pangs his soul sustained ! Shun not suffering, shame, nor loss,Learn of him to bear the cross.
Calvary's mournful mountain climb,
There, adoring at his feet,
Mark that miracle of time,
God's own Sacrifice complete! "It is finished!"-hear the cry ;Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
HYMN 214. L. M.
BLESSED Redeemer, mighty Lord,
I read my duty in thy word;
But in thy life the law appears
Drawn forth in living characters.
Such were thy truth, and love, and zeal,
Such patience of the Father's will,
Such grace, and meekness so divine,-
I would transcribe, and make them mine.
Be thou my pattern: make me bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge, shall write my name
Among the followers of the Lamb.
HYMN 215. L. M.
WHEN every scene this side the grave
Seems dark and cheerless to the eye,
How sweet in such an hour to have
"A brother in adversity!"
When father, mother, all are gone,
When bursts affection's closest tie,
How sweet to claim, as still our own,
"A brother in adversity!"
And who is this, whom still we find
When father, mother, husband die;
Still faithful, loving, tender, kind,
"A brother in adversity?"
Saviour, 'tis thou! ah, who can trace
Thy love unchanging, full and free,
Or tell the riches of thy grace,
Thou" Brother in adversity!"
HYMN 216. C. M.
THOUSANDS of thousands stand around
Thy throne, O God most high!
Ten thousand times ten thousand sound
Thy praise-but who am I?
Thy brightness unto them appears,
I but thy footsteps trace!
A sound of God comes to my ears,
But they behold thy face!
How good art thou, whose goodness is
Our Parent, Friend, and Guide;
Whose streams do nourish paradise,
And all this earth beside!
How great a being, Lord, is thine,
Which doth all beings keep!
Thy knowledge is the only line
To sound so vast a deep!
HYMN 217. P. M.
GREAT Author of my being,
Who seest mine inward care,
The ills of thy decreeing
Enable me to bear;
The justice of thy sentence
With meekest awe to own,
And spend in deep repentance
My heart-renewing groan.
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