6 Yes, we will bless thee, gracious God,

And grateful kiss the chastening rod;
Assured its heaviest strokes but prove
A Father's care, a Father's love.

L. M.

Book of Hymns. For a Childlike Spirit. 1 O that I as a little child

May follow thee, and never rest,
Till, Saviour, thou hast breathed a mild
And lowly mind into my breast!
Nor ever may we parted be,
Till I become as one with thee.

2 Still let thy love point out my way;

How wondrous things that love hath wrought'
Still lead me, lest I go astray ;
Direct my word, inspire my thought;
And if I fall, soon may I hear
Thy voice, and know thy love is near.

C. M.



For & Tender Conscience.

i I want a principle within

Of jealous, godly fear;
A sensibility to sin,

A pain to find it near.
2 I want the first approach to feel

Of pride, or fond desire;
To catch the wandering of my will,

And quench the kindling fire.
3 From thee that I no more may part,

No more thy goodness grieve,

The filial awe, the fleshly heart,

The tender conscience give. 4 Quick as the apple of an eye,

O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul, when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.
L. M.



1 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart,

And fix my frail, inconstant heart;
Henceforth my chief desire shall be

To dedicate myself to thee.
2 Whate'er pursuits my time employ,

One thought shall fill my soul with joy; That silent, secret thought shall be,

That all iny hopes are fixed on thee. 3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space;

Thy presence, Lord, fills every place;
And, wheresoe'er my lot may be,

Still shall my spirit cleave to thee. 4 Renouncing every worldly thing,

And safe beneath thy sheltering wing, My sweetest thought henceforth shall be, That all I want I find in thee.


L. M.

Spiritual Needs.
i I want the spirit of power within,

Of love, and of a healthful mind:
Of power to conquer every sin;
Of love to God and all mankind;

Of health that pain and death defies,
Most vigorous when the body dies.

2 O that the Comforter would come,

Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me his constant home,
And keep possession of my breast;
And make my soul his loved abode,
The temple of indwelling God!

8 & 78. M.



Dedication to God.

i Holy Father, thou hast taught me

I should live to thee alone; Year by year, thy hand hath brought me

On through dangers oft unknown. When I wandered, thou hast found me;

When I doubted, sent me light; Still thine arm has been around me,

All my paths were in thy sight.

2 In the world will foes assail me,

Craftier, stronger far than I; And the strife may never fail me,

Well I know, before I die. Therefore, Lord, I come, believing

Thou canst give the power I need; Through the prayer of faith receiving

Strength, — the Spirit's strength indeed. 3 I would trust in thy protecting,

Wholly rest upon ihine arm, Follow wholly thy directing,

Thou mine only guard from harm!

Keep me from mine own undoing,

Help me turn to thee when tried ;
Still my footsteps, Father, viewing,

Keep me ever at thy side!

L. M.



Seeking after God

i Thou hidden love of God, whose height,

Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows
I see from far thy beauteous light;
Inly I sigh for thy repose;
My heart is pained; nor can it be

At rest, till it find rest in thee.
2 Thy secret voice invites me still

The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove,
Yet bindrances strew all the way ;
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.

a 'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought

My mind to seek her peace in thee;
Yet while I seek, but find thee not,
No peace my wandering soul shall see.
O when shall all my wanderings end,
And all my steps to thee-ward tend ?

4 Is there a thing beneath the sun

That strives with thee my heart to share ?
O tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there;
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

L. M.



God our All in All.

1 Thou bidden Source of calm repose,

Thou all-sufficient Love Divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am, if thou art mine!
And, lo! from sin, and grief, and shame

I hide me, Father, in thy name. 2 Father, my all in all thou art,

My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
The healing of my broken heart;
In strife, my peace; in loss, my gain;
My smile beneath the cold world's frown;

In shame, my glory and my crown;— 3 In want, my plentiful supply;

In weakness, my almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;
My light in evil's darkest hour;
In grief, my joy unspeakable;
My life in death, my all in all.

C. M. 531.

WATTS. “O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes." 1 O that the Lord would guide my ways

To keep his statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace

To know and do his will!

2 O) send thy Spirit down to write

Thy law upon my heart !
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,

Nor act the liar's part.

« ForrigeFortsett »