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4 Thou art my Life, thy pow'r divine Would both soul and body taste in thy Shall influence ev'ry motion ;
favor! 0 may thy Spirit me incline
We then with all our heart could say, To true unfeign'd devotion :
“Dear Saviour, Who is like thee !" Thus I eternal life shall gain, And, till my latest breath, remain
4 Long suffring, merciful and kind
to be, A member of thy body.
Forgiving daily and abundantly, 5 Lord Jesus, thou my Shepherd art, To heal, cheer, and comfort, and show'r Who dyd'st for my transgression ;
thy blessing When lost, I caus’d thee pungent smart, On us, with looks thy tender love exWhen found, joy past expression:
Is thy delight. Ah! best of Shepherds, ever keep Within thy fold thy helpless sheep, .
5 Gracious Redeemer, grant to; us
while here Protect it from all danger.
Of thy salvation constantly to share, 6 Thou art my faithful Friend in need, May our souls and senses, without My flesh and bone, my Brother ;
cessation, Thy faithfulness and love exceed Prompted by love and need, for con That of the fondest mother:
Unto thee look: Thou art my Healer when I'm sick,
6 Thus in communion may we live My Cordial strength’ning me when
with thee, weak, My refuge in all trouble.
Happy like children, till thy face wesee;
Tho', while here we tarry, we're often 7 O Lord, how very short I fall, grieved,
When on thy praise I enter! May we apply to thee and be relieved Thou art, indeed, my All in all,
In all distress. In thee
wishes centre: Whate'er I want, thou art to me; O let my heart incessantly
317.* Be by thy love inspired.
Howbrightappears the Morning-star, 316.* T. 58.
With grace and truth beyond compare!
The royal root of Jesse; WHAT peace divine, what perfecto David's Son, of Jacob's line, happiness
My soul's belov'd, and King benign, Our Saviour's presence to our hearts Thou cam’st from heav'n to bless me. conveys !
And lasting joy. Nought but he can please me ever. 2 Altho', dear Jesus, we can't see thy 2 From him descends a beam of joy, face,
When he, with a complacent eye, Werichly may enjoy thy love and grace, Since thou hast pronounced those souls Immanuel! my sov'reign good,
Beholds his needy creature; thrice blessed,
Thy word, thy Spirit, flesh and blood Who, tho' they do not see thee, are
Renew my very naturę.
Thy salvation ;
3 The Father from eternity
3 When my mind pursues this meditamercy was inclin's to me,
tion, Thro' thee his Well-beloved : That the all-creating Word 1, as a member of thy bride,
Hath by his humanity and passion, In thee, my Jesus, can confide, To God's image man restor'd;
Thy love remains unmoved. I regard my body as Christ's temple, Oh! I have joy,
'Tis my aim to follow his example, That in heaven --with thanksgiving, And my vessel, thro' his grace, Thee my Saviour
In due honor to possess. I shall love and praise for ever. $ Tune all your notes to songs of praise,
319.* If you can earthly music raise,
BLISS beyond compare, To join celestial concerts;
Which in Christ I share ! Be Jesus your delightful theme;
He's my only joy and treasure ; In him, and in his saying name, Tasteless is all worldly pleasure;
Are center'd all our comforts ; When in Christ I share Joyful,-awful,
Bliss beyond compare. Be the phrases of our praises,
2 Jesus is my joy, 'Tis our duty,
Therefore blest am I. 'Fore the Lord of bliss and beauty,
O! his mercy is unbounded,
Therefore blest am I.
This my spirit cheers;
When his love to me revealing, Amen!Be then
He, the Sun of grace with healing, Praise and blessing,- never ceasing
In his beams appears, To him given,
This my spirit cheers. Here, and by the hosts of heaven!
4 Then all grief is drown'd;
Pure delight is found.
in his salvation,
peace Heart-felt gratitude doth claim;
Ev'ry grief is drown'd Why did Christappear in human nature!
Where such bliss is found. 'Twas for me he man became; While the whole world's Saviour I
T. 4. confess him, As my own Redeemer oft I trace him,
LORD Jesus, my pray'r And his merits I apply
Is while I am here, To myself especially.
In union to be 2 When with him, my Lord, in closest With thee and thy people inseparably. union,
2 Concern'd for more grace I can all things else forget;
And true happiness ; In his fellowship and blest communion,
Intent evermore, I heav'n's bliss anticipate ; ;
'Fore thee to be contrite,& lowly & poor. By his presence he dispels all sadness; (3 O were my whole mind Filling my poor soul withjoy & gladness; And spirit inclin'd Tho' I often am to blame,
Toshow forth thypraise, - Toserve thee Yet his love is still the same.
with gladness, and walk in thy ways.
4 If question'd by thee:
323. * T. 206.
Whose love the same-doth still abide,
Thoʻoft severely try'd ; 5 John's portion so blest
I am no longer mine, : :But thine, To lean on thy breast,
Bought with a price; As sacrifice
Accept the whole
2 My King benign! :/: I'd fain be
Cause me while here I stay,
324.* T. 36. 2 Nought in this world affords true rest, O LET thy countenance, most loving But Christ's atoning blood,
Shine on me day and night, and let
Have of thy presence, and thy gracious
A tender feeling And Christ our Saviour doth
appear Daily to us more dear.
2 That soul and body on thy merit
feeding 3 My only joy and comfort here
May daily be from grace to grace proIs Jesus' death and blood;
ceeding, I with this passport can appear With thee at peace, in tend'rest love's Before the throne of God:
communion, And perfect union. Admitted to the realms of bliss, I then shall see him as he is,
325. T. 14. Where countless pardon'd sinners meet, JESUS, my Saviour, full of grace, Adoring at his feet.
Be thou my heart's delight,
Remain my fav’rite theme always, 322.* T. T. 14.
My joy by day and night.
May I be found each hour;
Supported by thy pow'r. 2 May I to thee in all my wants 3 May thy blest Spirit to my heart, Child-like yet closer fly,
Throughout my future race,
To live unto thy praise.
Be ever dear to me:
For ever dwell with thee.
3 The more thro' grace myself I know,
The more inclin'd I am to bow O DEAREST Lord, take thou my In faith beneath thy cross, heart!
To trust in thy atoning blood, Where can such sweetness be, And look to thee for ev'ry good, As I have tasted in thy love,
Yea, count all earthly gain but loss. As I have found in thee! 2 If there's a fervor in my soul
T. 90. And fervor sure there is,
THOU hidden Source of calm repose! It shall be quite at thy control,
Thou all-sufficient love divine! To serve thee only rise,
My help and refuge from my foes, 3 'Tis vain in earthly things for bliss Secure I am, for thou art mine:
To seek, none can be found, Thou art my fortress, strength, and Till Jesus Christ our object is;
tow'r, In him true joys abound.
My trust and portion evermore. 4 'Tis heav'n on earth to taste his love, 2 Jesus, my All in all thou art,
To feel his quick’ning grace; My rest in toil, my ease in pain, And all the bliss I seek above, The balm to heal my broken heart, Is to behold his face.
In storms my peace, in loss my gain;
My joy beneath the tyrant's frown, 327. T. 14
In shame my glory, and my crown. 'TIS heav'n on earth by faith to see
3 In want, my plentiful supply,
In weakness, my almighty pow'r: : Thy face, my gracious Lord; The noblest, most substantial joys
In bonds, my perfect liberty, Thy cheering smiles afford.
My refuge in temptation's hour;
My comfort 'midst all grief and thrall, 2 Thou say'st, dear Jesus, all thy saints, My Life in death, my All in all,
Who love thy face to see,
330. T. 580. Kind visits oft from thee,
O THAT we could for ever sit 3 O fet my soul with thee converse, Who art my chief delight;
With Mary, at our Saviour's feet, For the whole world can't
ease my heart, Our only care, delight and bliss,
Be this our happy choice! If banish'd from thy sight.
Our joy, our heav'n on earth be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's cheering 328. T. 580.
voice. O JESUS, everlasting God, 2 O may his love our hearts inspire, Who hast for sinners shed thy blood Nought else on earth may we desire, Upon mount Calvary,
Nought else in heav'n above; And finish'd there redemption's toil; Let earth and all its trifles go, Thus I became thy happy spoil :
Give us, O Lord ! thy grace to know, All praise and glory be to thee! Give us to feel thy precious love. 2 Fain would I think upon thy pain, Would find therein my life and gain,
331, T. 22. And firmly fix my heart, TIS thro’ the grace thou dost bestows Upon thy wounds and dying love ; O Lord, that I thy goodness know; Nor ever more from thee remove, Grant that I in humility
Till from this world I shall depart. For evermore may cleave to thee
2 The privilege to be with Christ
THO' we can't see our Saviour
With these our mortal eyes,
Our faith, which tastes his favor, 332. T. 146.
The want of sight supplies : O WHAT is Christ to me!
Our hearts can feel him near, Who hath for diseases
So that to us 'tis clear, Found out a remedy,
His presence is as certain
As if we saw him here.
336.* T. 185.
BETHANY, O peaceful habitation,
Blessed mansion, lov'd abode! 333. *
There my Lord had oft his resting CAN any contemplation
station, E'er vie with that sensation,
Converse held in friendly mond; O Christ, that we're thine own!
With that bliss which Mary highly saThat our names on the pages
vor'd, Are written, where the wages
I could wish this day still to be favor’d; For thy soul's travail are put down! But thy presence makes to me
Ev'ry place a Bethany. 334.*
T. 230. our comfort which ne'er faileth,
337. T. 586. When any trial us assaileth, Or when we're needlessly distrest;
WHEN Christ our Saviour lives and Jesus, show on each occasion
dwelleth That thou our strength art, and sal In 'us, O what consummate bliss !. vation,
This from our hearts all gloom disOur shield, our hiding-place and rest : pelleth, O may we constantly
Our life of heav'n a foretaste is. Look up by faith to thee,
Lord Jesus, hear our supplication! Who redeem'd us,
Let all of us in ev'ry station,.. And daily prove
Be truly join'd to thee That thou art love,
Until eternally Till we shall be with thee above. Thy face we see.
XIX. Of the Happiness of Children of God.
Thy gracious looks so warm and melt
my heart, JESUS,
That fear and restlessness must soon , my King, thy kind and gra
depart. Assuageth er'ry grief that burdens me: 2 The gifts of Christ are so inestie When I, with all my heart, apply to thee,
mable Then thy peace-giving Spirit's my That all the world nought equal can Preceptor;