THY thoughts of peace o'er me, my gracious Saviour, Thy mercy, love, and patience, which ne'er waver, These are my comfort, prompt me to prostration And adoration. 2 I am the chief of sinners, yea, the poorest

Of those, whom of thy favour thou assurest;

Thy goodness shown to me can't be expressed, Or duly praised.

3 Hadst thou not sought me first and follow'd ever,

I had not come to thee, nor known thy favour;

When thou hadst found me, then with arms of mercy

Thou didst embrace me.

NONE but Christ, my Saviour,
Loves with matchless fervour;
This is surely true:
Souls in him believing,
And his blessings craving,
Taste them daily new;
Yea, his mercy far exceeds
All to think or say we're able;
'Tis incomparable.

2 Weeping or rejoicing,
When from love arising,

He takes in good part; Whoe'er cannot truly, Holy, holy, holy,

Sing with cheerful heart, O might he but contrite be: Christ regards our mournful crying, Inward groans and sighing.

3 Yea, his own he guideth,
Faithful he abideth,

Till his thoughts of peace
Fully are accomplish'd,
And, our race here finish'd,
We shall see his face;

Church of God, and praise for ever
O rejoice with heart and voice,
His unbounded favour.

JESUS, thy love exceeds by far

are

The love of earthly friends; Bestows whate'er the sinner needs, Is firm, and never ends.

2 My blessed Saviour, is thy love
So bounteous, great, and free?
Behold I give my sinful heart,
My life, my all to thee.

3 No man of greater love can boast,
Than for his friend to die:
Thou for thy enemies wast slain;
What love with thine can vie?
4 Though in the very form of God,
With heavenly glory crown'd,
Thou wouldst partake of human
Beset with troubles round. (flesh,
5 And now, ev'n on thy throne above,
Thy love is still as great;
Well thou remember'st Calvary,
Nor can'st thy death forget.

6 O Lord, I'll treasure in my soul
The memory of thy love:
And thy dear name shall still to me
A grateful odour prove.

COME, Holy Ghost, inspire my song With thy immortal flame:

And teach my heart, and teach my tongue

The Saviour's lovely name.

2 The Saviour! O what endless Dwell in the blissful sound! (charms Its influence every fear disarms,

And spreads sweet comfort round. 3 Here pardon, life, and joys divine In rich effusion flow

For guilty rebels, lost by sin,

And doom'd to endless wo.

4 God's only Son, stupendous grace!
Forsook his throne above;
And swift to save our wretched race,
He flew on wings of love.

5 The almighty Former of the skies
Stoop'd to our vile abode; (eyes,
While angels view'd with wondering
And hail'd the incarnate God.

6 O the rich depths of love divine!
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine,
I cannot wish for more.

SAVIOUR, through grace divine
I know that I was thine

From early infancy:
This by thy calls I see,
And drawings all along
Frequent, distinct, and strong.

2 I know through mercy free
Thine I shall ever be;
No separation here

From thee I need to fear:
In thee I can confide,
Thou faithful wilt abide.

3 I know I worthless am;
This fills my soul with shame :
Down in the dust I bow,
Lord, keep me ever low;
In thee alone I trust,
Thy love is all my boast.

459.*

T. 106.

THEE will I love, my strength and

tower,

My soul with love to thee inspire; Thee will I love with all my power, Thou art alone my soul's desire; Thee will I love, my King and God; Shed in my heart thy love abroad. 2 Ah, why did I so late thee know, Thou fairest of the sons of men? Ah, why did I no sooner go To thee who canst relieve my pain? Ashamed I sigh and inly mourn, That I so late to thee did turn.

3 Give to my eyes repenting tears, Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires;

Give to my soul with filial fears The love that all heaven's host inspires; [might That all my powers with all their In thy sole glory may unite.

460.* T. 232.

awe,

THEE, Lord, I love with sacred
[draw
Thy gracious presence ne'er with-
From me, thy feeble creature:
The world is tasteless unto me,
I find no comfort but in thee,

And in thy loving nature: [broke,
Yea, when the strings of life are
Thou shalt remain my lasting rock;
Thou art my comfort and my all,
Whose blood redeem'd me from the
fall;
[name
Lord Jesus Christ, thy saving
Preserve me from eternal shame.

2 All my desires are fix'd on thee,
Lord Jesus; thou art more to me
Than every earthly treasure;
Were heaven itself without thee,
Lord,

What could all heavenly bliss afford
To yield me solid pleasure?
Did I not feel that thou art near,
Whene'er I mourn, my heart to
cheer,

Nought in this world could comfort

me;

My wishes centre all in thee;
Lord Jesus Christ, if thou art

gone,

My every comfort is withdrawn.

3 With my whole heart I cleave to
thee,
[me;
And thou wilt come and dwell with
This is my consolation:

In joy and pain my soul depends
On thee with humble confidence,

Thou shalt remain my portion blest,
Thou rock of my salvation:
My All, by word and deed confess'd,
Till these mine eyes behold thy face:
Meanwhile support me by thy grace:
O Jesus Christ, :: my God and Lord,
In every trial help afford.

461.*
T. 200.
O CHRIST, my only life and light,
Whose loving condescension
Refresheth me by day and night,
Beyond my comprehension:
Grant that I may return thy love
With grateful heart's devotion,
Thus my notion

Of mercy will improve
With every thought and motion.

2 Let nothing dwell within my heart,

But thy great love and favour: May this engage my soul to part

With every sinful savour; [small,
With all things, whether great or
Which cause the least division
Or collision

Twixt me and God my all,
Who saved me from perdition.

3 How blest, how excellent and kind Are thy great love and merit; Were these but fixed within my mind,

What could disturb my spirit?
O might no thought arise in me,
No object move my senses,
No pretences,

To obstruct my love to thee;
Thus heaven on earth commences.