315 VIADUCT. (2nd Tune.)

H the bitter shame and sorrow,
That a time could ever be

When I let the Saviour's pity

Plead in vain, and proudly answered:
mf "All of self, and none of Thee!"

p 2 Yet He found me: I beheld Him
Bleeding on the accursèd tree :

Heard Him pray, "Forgive them, Father!"

dim And my wistful heart said faintly,

"Some of self, and some of Thee!"

mf 3 Day by day, His tender mercy,
Healing, helping, full, and free,

Sweet and strong, and ah! so patient,
Brought me lower, while I whispered,
"Less of self, and more of Thee!"

f 4 Higher than the highest heaven,
Deeper than the deepest sea,

Lord, Thy love at last has conquered;
cr Grant me now my soul's desire,

f "None of self, and all of Thee!" Amen.

T. MONOD (?), tr. P. SCHAFF.