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"OW firm a foundation, Ye saints of the Lord,

Is laid for your faith

In His excellent word!
What more can He say

Than to you He hath said,
You, who unto Jesus

For refuge have fled?

2 In every condition-
In sickness, in health,
In poverty's vale,

Or abounding in wealth-
At home and abroad,

KIRKHAM.

On the land, on the sea,
As thy days may demand,
Shall thy strength ever be.
3 Fear not, I am with thee,
O be not dismayed;
I, I am thy God,

And will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen thee, help thee,
And cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My righteous,
Omnipotent hand.

4 When through the deep waters
I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow
Shall not overflow;

For I will be with thee,
Thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee
Thy deepest distress.

5 The soul that on Jesus
Hath lean'd for repose,
I will not-I will not
Desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell
Should endeavour to shake
I'll never-no never-
No never forsake.

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ESUS, Thy Sovereign Name I bless
Sorrow is joy, and pain is ease
To those that trust in Thee:
All things together work for good
To me, the purchase of Thy blood,
The much-loved sinner me.

2 As sure as now Thy cross I bear,
I shall Thy heavenly kingdom share,
And take my seat above;
Celestial joy is in this pain,
It tells me I with Thee shall reign,
In everlasting love.

8 The more my sufferings here increase, The greater is my future bliss;

And Thou my griefs dost tell:
They in Thy book are noted down;
A jewel added to my crown

Is every pain I feel.

4 So be it then, if Thou ordain,
Crowd all my happy life with pain,
And let me daily die:

I bow, and bless the sacred sign,
And bear the cross, by grace divine,
Which lifts me to the sky.

Seeking for Full Redemption.

0. WESLEY.

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HE thing my God doth hate,
That I no more may do,

Thy creature, Lord, again create,
And all my soul renew:

My soul shall then, like Thine,
Abhor the thing unclean,

And, sanctified by Love Divine,
For ever cease from sin.

That blessed law of Thine,
Jesus, to me impart:

The Spirit's law of life divine,
O write it in my heart!
Implant it deep within,
Whence it may ne'er remove;
The law of liberty from sin,
The perfect law of love.

8 Thy nature be my law,
Thy spotless sanctity,

And sweetly every moment draw My happy soul to Thee.

Soul of my soul remain!
Who didst for all fulfil,
me, O Lord, fulfil again
Thy heavenly Father's will.

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C. WESLEY. Matt. xxvii. 46. Ezek. xxxvi. 26. JESUS, let Thy dying cry Pierce to the bottom of my heart, vils cure, its wants supply, bid my unbelief depart.

the dire root and seed of sin; are for Thee the holiest place; a, O essential Love, come in! All Thy house with endless praise. me, according to Thy word, nder, contrite heart receive, ch grieves at having grieved its Lord, never can itself forgive:

art Thy joys and griefs to feel, art that cannot faithless prove, art where Christ alone may dwell, praise, all meekness, and all love.

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C. WESLEY.

Mic. vii. 20; Matt. xv. 28; Mark ix. 28. CD of eternal truth and grace,

Thy faithful promise seal!

7 word, Thy oath, to Abraham's race, n us, e'en us, fulfil.

us, to perfect love restored,

hy image here retrieve;
d in the presence of our Lord
The life of angels live.

at mighty faith on me bestow,
Which cannot ask in vain;

rich holds, and will not let Thee go,
ill I my suit obtain:

1 Thou into my soul inspire
Che perfect love unknown,
d tell my infinite desire,
Whate'er thou wilt, be done!"

t is it possible that I
Should live and sin no more?
rd, if on Thee I dare rely,
The faith shail bring the power.

me that faith divine bestow, Which doth the mountain move; id all my spotless life shall show The' omnipotence of love.

2 Thy secret voice invites me still
The sweetness of Thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seems fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
Yet hindrances strew all the way;
I aim at Thee, yet from Thee stray.

8 "Tis mercy all, that Thou hast brought
My mind to seek her peace in Thee;
Yet while I seek, but find Thee not,
No peace my wandering soul shall see.
O when shall all my wanderings end,
And all my steps to Thee-ward tend!

4 Is there a thing beneath the sun
That strives with Thee my heart to share?
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in Thee.

5 O hide this self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me, may live.
My vile affections crucify,
Nor let one darling lust survive!
In all things nothing may I see,
Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee!

6 O Love, Thy sovereign aid impart,
To save me from low-thoughted care;
Chase this self-will through all my heart,
Through all its latent mazes there.
Make me Thy duteous child, that I
Ceaseless may "Abba, Father," cry!

7 Ah no! ne'er will I backward turn;
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am;
Thrice happy he, who views with scorn
Earth's toys, for Thee his constant flame!
O help, that I may never move
From the blest footsteps of Thy love!

8 Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits Thy call;
Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
"I am thy Love, thy God, thy All!"
To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice,
To taste Thy love, be all my choice.

FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!

A heart that always feels Thy blood
So freely spilt for me!

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone:

8 An humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean;
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within:

4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine;

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of Thine!

5 Thy tender heart is still the same
And melts at human woe:
Jesus, for Thee distressed I am,
I want Thy love to know.

6 My heart, Thou know'st, can never rest'
Till Thou create my peace;
Till, of my Eden re-possest,
From every sin I cease.

7 Fruit of Thy gracious lips, on me
Bestow that peace unknown,
The hidden manna, and the tree
Of life, and the white stone.

8 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;

Write Thy new Name upon my heart,
Thy new, best Name of Love.

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ransomed sinners, hear, The prisoners of the Lord, And wait till Christ appear, According to His word:

Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We shall from all our sins be free,

Let others hug their chains,
For sin and Satan plead,
And say from sin's remains
They never can be freed:
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me,
We shall from all our sins be free.

In God we put our trust;
If we our sins confess,
Faithful He is, and just,

From all unrighteousness

To cleanse us all, both you and me; We shall from all our sins be free.

Surely in us the hope

Of glory shall appear;

Sinners, your heads lift up, And see Redemption near: Again I say, rejoice with me;

We shall from all our sins be free.

Who Jesu's sufferings share, My fellow-prisoners now, Ye soon the wreath shall wear On your triumphant brow: Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We shall from all our sins be free.

The word of God is sure,

And never can remove,
We shall in heart be pure,

And perfected in love:

Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me,

We shall from all our sins be free.

Then let us gladly bring
Our sacrifice of praise;

Let us give thanks, and sing,
And glory in His grace:

Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me,
We shall from all our sins be free.

2 Conqueror of hell, and earth, and Still with Thy rebel strive; Enter my soul, and work within, And kill, and make alive!

8 More of Thy life, and more, I have As the old Adam dies;

Bury me, Saviour, in Thy grave,
That I with Thee may rise.

4 Reign in me, Lord, Thy foes control
Who would not own Thy sway;
Diffuse Thine image through my
Shine to the perfect day.

5 Scatter the last remains of sin,
And seal me Thine abode;
O make me glorious all within,
A temple built by God

C. WESLEY.

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1 TEAVENLY Father, Sovereign La
Ever faithful to Thy word,
Humbly we our seal set to,
Testify that Thou art true.
Lo! for us the wilds are glad,
All in cheerful green arrayed;
Opening sweets they all disclose,
Bud and blossom as the rose.

2 Hark! the wastes have found a voice;
Lonely deserts now rejoice,
Gladsome hallelujahs sing,
All around with praises ring.
Lo! abundantly they bloom;
Lebanon is hither come;

Carmel's stores the heavens dispense,
Sharon's fertile excellence.

8 See, these barren souls of ours
Bloom, and put forth fruits and flowers
Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace,
Peace, and joy, and righteousness.
We behold (the abjects, we!)
Christ, the' Incarnate Deity,
Christ, in whom Thy glories shine,
Excellence of strength Divine.

4 Ye that tremble at His frown,
He shall lift your hands cast down;
Christ, who all your weakness sees,
He shall prop your feeble knees.
Ye of fearful heart, be strong;
Jesus will not tarry long;
Fear not lest His truth should fail:
Jesus is unchangeable.

5 God, your God, shall surely come,
Quell your foes, and seal their doom;
He shall come and save you too:
We, O Lord, have found Thee true!
Blind we were, but now we see;
Deaf, we hearken now to Thee;
Dumb, for Thee our tongues employ;
Lame, and lo! we leap for joy.

6 Faint we were, and parched with dro
Water at Thy word gushed out;
Streams of grace our thirst repress.
Starting from the wilderness.
Still we gasp Thy grace to know:
Here for ever let it flow;

Make the thirsty land a pool,

Fix the Spirit in our soul.

WHERE the ancient dragon lay,
Open for Thyself a way!

here let holy tempers rise,
l the fruits of Paradise.
ead us in the way of peace,
n the path of righteousness,
ever by the sinner trod,

ill he feels the cleansing blood.

here the simple cannot stray; abes, though blind, may find the way, ind, nor ever thence depart, afe in lowliness of heart;

ar from fear, from danger far; To devouring beast is there; here the humble walk secure,

tod hath made their footsteps sure.
esus, mighty to redeem,

et our lot be cast with them;
Far from earth our souls remove,
Ransomed by Thy dying love.
Leave us not below to mourn;
ain we would to Thee return,
Crowned with righteousness, arise
far above these nether skies.
Jome, and all our sorrows chase,
Wipe the tears from every face;
Hladness let us now obtain,
Partners of Thine endless reign.
Death, the latest foe, destroy;
Sorrow then shall yield to joy;
Gloomy grief shall flee away,
Swallowed up in endless day.

From the German of ANNA DOBER.

TOLY Lamb, who Thee receive,

HOLY

Who in Thee begin to live, ay and night they cry to Thee, Thou art, so let us be!

su, see my panting breast! e I pant in Thee to rest! ladly would I now be clean: eanse me now from every sin. ix, O fix my wavering mind; Thy cross my spirit bind; arthly passions far remove; wallow up my soul in love.

ust and ashes though we be,
ull of sin and misery,

hine we are, Thou Son of God!
ake the purchase of Thy blood!
Tho in heart on Thee believes,
le the' atonement now receives;
le with joy beholds Thy face,
riumphs in Thy pardoning grace.
ee, ye sinners, see! the flame,
ising from the slaughtered Lamb,
larks the new, the living way,
eading to eternal day!

esus, when this light we see,
ll our soul's athirst for Thee;

When Thy quick'ning power we prove, ll our heart dissolves in love.

8 Boundless wisdom, power Divine.
Love unspeakable, are Thine:
Praise by all to Thee be given,
Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven!

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YOME, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire!
Come, and my hallowed heart inspire,
Sprinkled with the atoning blood:
Now to my soul Thyself reveal:
Thy mighty working let me feel,
And know that I am born of God.

2 Thy witness with my spirit bear,
That God, my God, inhabits there,
Thou, with the Father, and the Son,
Eternal Light's coeval Beam,-
Be Christ in me, and I in Him,

Till perfect we are made in one.

8 When wilt Thou my whole heart subdue ? Come, Lord, and form my soul anew,

Emptied of pride, and self, and hell:
Less than the least of all Thy store
Of mercies, I myself abhor:

All, all my vileness may I feel.

4 Humble, and teachable, and mild,
O may I as a little child,

My lowly Master's steps pursue!
Be anger to my soul unknown:
Hate, envy, jealousy, be gone;

In love create Thou all things new.

5 Let earth no more my heart divide;
With Christ may I be crucified,

To Thee with my whole soul aspire;
Dead to the world and all its toys,
Its idle pomp, and fading joys,

Be Thou alone my one desire!

6 Be Thou my joy, be Thou my dread;
In battle cover Thou my head;

Nor earth, nor hell I then shall fear;
I then shall turn my steady face,-
Want, pain defy, enjoy disgrace,-
Glory in dissolution near.

7 My will be swallowed up in Thee;
Light in Thy light still may I see,

Beholding Thee with open face;
Called the full power of faith to prove,
Let all my hallowed heart be love,
And all my spotless life be praise.

8 Come, Holy Ghost, all quickening fire!
My consecrated heart inspire,

Sprinkled with the atoning blood;
Still to my soul Thyself reveal;
Thy mighty working may I feel,
And know that I am one with God.

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High on Thy Father's throne,

O look with pity down!

Help, O help! attend my call,
Captive lead captivity:
King of Glory, Lord of all,

Christ, be Lord, be King to me!

I pant to feel Thy sway,
And only Thee to' obey;
Thee my spirit gasps to meet;

This my one, my ceaseless prayer,
Make, O make my heart Thy seat,
O set up Thy kingdom there!

Triumph and reign in me,
And spread Thy victory;
Hell, and death, and sin control,
Pride, and wrath, and every foe,
All subdue; through all my soul
Conquering, and to conquer, go.

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From the German of

JOHN ANASTASIUS FREYLINGHAUSEN.

JESU of C orange

Thy like nor man nor angel knows;
Fairest among ten thousand fair!
E'en those whom death's sad fetters bound,
Whom thickest darkness compassed round,
Find light and life, if Thou appear.

2 Effulgence of the Light Divine,
Ere rolling planets knew to shine,

Ere time its ceaseless course began; Thou, when the' appointed hour was come, Didst not abhor the virgin's womb,

But, God with God, wast man with man

8 The world, sin, death, oppose in vain; Thou, by Thy dying, death hast slain, My great Deliverer, and my God! In vain does the old Dragon rage, In vain all hell its powers engage; None can withstand Thy conquering blood.

4 Lord over all, sent to fulfil

Thy gracious Father's sovereign will,
To Thy dread sceptre will I bow:
With duteous reverence at Thy feet,
Like humble Mary, lo! I sit;

Speak, Lord! Thy servant heareth now.

5 Renew Thine image, Lord, in me; Lowly and gentle may I be;

No charms but these to Thee are dear: No anger may'st Thou ever find, No pride, in my unruffled mind,

But faith, and heaven-born peace, be
there!

6 A patient, a victorious mind,
That life and all things casts behind,
Springs forth obedient to Thy call.
A heart that no desire can move,
But still to' adore, believe, and love,
Give me, my Lord, my Life, my All!

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Jesus, dear redeeming Lord,
I wait Thy coming from above:
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.

Wilt Thou suffer me to go
Lamenting all my days?
Shall I never, never know
Thy sanctifying grace?

Wilt Thou not the light afford, The darkness from my soul remove; Help me, Saviour, speak the word, And perfect me in love.

Lord, if I on Thee believe,
The second gift impart;
With the' indwelling Spirit give

A new, a contrite heart:
If with love Thy heart is stored,
If now o'er me Thy bowels move,
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.

Let me gain my calling's hope;
O make the sinner clean!
Dry corruption's fountain up,
Cut off the' entail of sin:
Take me into Thee, my Lord,
And I shall then no longer rove,
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.

Thou, my Life, my Treasure be,
My portion here below;
Nothing would I seek but Thee,
Thee only would I know,

My exceeding great Reward,
My Heaven on earth, my Heaven abo
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,

And perfect me in love.

Grant me now the bliss to feel
Of those that are in Thee;
Son of God, Thyself reveal,

Engrave Thy Name on me;
As in heaven be here adored,
And let me now the promise prove;
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.

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JESU, shall I never be,

Firmly grounded upon Thee?
Never by Thy work abide,
Never in Thy wounds reside?

2 Oh how wavering is my mind,
Tossed about with every wind!
O how quickly doth my heart
From the living God depart!
8 Jesu, let my nature feel,
Thou art God unchangeable:
JAH, JEHOVAH, great I AM,
Speak into my soul Thy Name.
4 Grant that every moment I
May believe, and feel Thee nigh;
Steadfastly behold Thy face,
'Stablished with abiding grace.