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6 Yes, we will bless thee, gracious God,
And grateful kiss the chastening rod;
Book of Hymns. For a Childlike Spirit. 1 O that I as a little child
May follow thee, and never rest,
2 Still let thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things that love hath wrought'
For & Tender Conscience.
i I want a principle within
Of jealous, godly fear;
A pain to find it near.
Of pride, or fond desire;
And quench the kindling fire.
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!
1 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart,
And fix my frail, inconstant heart;
To dedicate myself to thee.
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;
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.
Of love, and of a healthful mind:
Of health that pain and death defies,
2 O that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest,
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 ;
Keep me ever at thy side!
Seeking after God
i Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows
At rest, till it find rest in thee.
The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
a 'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought
My mind to seek her peace in thee;
4 Is there a thing beneath the sun
That strives with thee my heart to share ?
God our All in All.
1 Thou bidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love Divine,
I hide me, Father, in thy name. 2 Father, my all in all thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
In shame, my glory and my crown;— 3 In want, my plentiful supply;
In weakness, my almighty power;
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!
To know and do his will!
2 O) send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart !
Nor act the liar's part.