FAT I wait thy faithfulness to prove, And give back all to thee. 4 Take when thou wilt into thy hands, And as thou wilt require ; Resume by the Chaldean bands, Or the devouring fire. Thy blessings I restore ; I praise thee evermore. My soul on thee depends ; Convinced that every perfect gift From thee alone descends. 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, And power and wisdom too: Without the Spirit of thy Son We nothing good can do. 3 We cannot speak one useful word, One holy thought conceive, Unless, in answer to our Lord, Thyself the blessing give. 4 His blood demands the purchased grace: His blood's availing plea Obtain'd the help for all our race, And sends it down to me. 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought; Our good is all divine : And righteous word, is thine. 6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive The power on thee to call, In whom we are, and move, and live ; Our God is ALL in ALL. , 376 Monmouth--p. 173.] 2d P. M. 6 lines 8s. HOU, Jesus, thou my breast inspire, And loose a stamm’ring infant's tongue : shall be all my song : Mercy that earth and heaven transcends ; Love, that o'erwhelms the saints in light : The length, and breadth, and depth, and height Of love divine, which never ends ! space, The crown of righteousness divine. And let me take my place above ! In praise, and ecstasy, and love. TRUSTING IN GRACE AND PROVIDENCE. 377 Clarendon-p. 33.] C. M. WHE THEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise ! The gratitude declare, But thou canst read it there! And all my wants redress'd, While in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast. Thy mercy lent an ear, To form themselves in prayer. Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flow'd. With heedless steps I ran, And led me up to man. It gently clear'd my way; More to be fear'd than they. 8 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; That tastes those gifts with joy. Thy goodness I'll pursue ; The pleasing theme renew. A grateful song I'll raise ; To utter all thy praise. 378 St. Asaphs-p.282.] 12th P.M.76,76,78,76. V CAIN, delusive world, adieu, pursue, I trample on thy wealth and pride, And Jesus crucified ! 'Tis all but vanity : He tasted death for me! The sin-atoning Victim died ! And Jesus crucified ! My fluctuating heart Shall never more depart: His wounds for me stand open wide ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified ! 4 Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end ; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend; And ever in his faith abide, And Jesus crucified ! This saving truth to prove; And depth of Jesus' love! The blood by faith alone applied ! And Jesus crucified ! 379 Woodland-p. 13.] C. M. WITH joy we meditate the grace His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. He knows our feeble frame; For he hath felt the same. Pour'd out strong cries and tears ; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. But raise it to a flame; Nor scorns the meanest name. |