8 The thing surpasses all my thought;
But faithful is my Lord;
Through unbelief I stagger not,
For God hath spoke the word.
9 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees,
And looks to that alone;
Laughs at impossibilities,
And cries, "It shall be done!" 10 To Thee the glory of Thy power, And faithfulness I give;
I shall in Christ, in that glad hour,
And Christ in me shall live.
11 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee,
Thou never wilt reprove:
But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me,
And perfect me in love.
Y God! I know, I feel Thee mine,
And will not quit my claim,
Till all I have is lost in Thine,
And all renewed I am.
2 I hold Thee with a trembling hand,
But will not let Thee go,
Till steadfastly by faith I stand,
And all Thy goodness know.
3 When shall I see the welcome hour,
That plants my God in me!
Spirit of health, and life, and power,
And perfect liberty!
4 Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Shed in my heart abroad;
Then shall my feet no longer rove,
Rooted and fixed in God.
5 Love only can the conquest win,
The strength of sin subdue,
(Mine own unconquerable sin,)
And form my soul anew.
6 Love can bow down the stubborn neck,
The stone to flesh convert,
Soften, and melt, and pierce, and break,
An adamantine heart.
7 O that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow,
Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow!
8 O that it now from heaven might fall,
And all my sins consume!
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call,
Spirit of burning, come!
9 Refining Fire, go through my heart,
Illuminate my soul;
Scatter Thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.
10 No longer then my heart shall mourn,
While, purified by grace,
I only for His glory burn,
And always see His face.
11 My steadfast soul, from falling free,
Shall then no longer move;
But Christ be all the world to me,
And all my heart be love.
JESUS, full of truth and grace,
O all-atoning Lamb of God,
I wait to see Thy glorious face,
I seek redemption through Thy blood.
2 Now in Thy strength I strive with Thee,
My Friend and Advocate with God;
Give me the glorious liberty,
Give me the purchase of Thy blood.
3 Thou art the anchor of my hope,
The faithful promise I receive;
Surely Thy death shall raise me up,
For Thou hast died that I might live.
4 Satan, with all his arts, no more
Me from the gospel hope shall move;
I shall receive the gracious power,
And find the pearl of perfect love.
5 Though nature gives my God the lie,
I all His truth and grace shall know;
I shall, the helpless creature, I
Shall perfect holiness below.
6 My flesh, which cries, "It cannot be,"
Shall silence keep before the Lord;
And earth, and hell, and sin shall flee
At Jesu's everlasting word.
James iii. 2. Psalm ciii. 3.
HAT! never speak one evil word,
WHAT
Or rash, or idle, or unkind!
O how shall I, most gracious Lord,
This mark of true perfection find!
2 Thy sinless mind in me reveal;
Thy Spirit's plenitude impart ;
And all my spotless life shall tell
The' abundance of a loving heart.
3 Saviour, I long to testify
The fulness of Thy saving grace;
O might Thy Spirit the blood apply,
Which bought for me the sacred peace.
4 Forgive, and make my nature whole;
My inbred malady remove;
To perfect health restore my soul,
To perfect holiness and love.
L.M. 6 lines.
John iv. 10-14. James i. 27.
JESUS, the Gift Divine I know,
The Gift Divine I ask of Thee;
That living water now bestow
Thy Spirit and Thyself, on me ;
Thou, Lord, of life the Fountain art ;
Now let me find Thee in my heart.
2 Thee let me drink, and thirst no more
For drops of finite happiness:
Spring up, O Well, in heavenly power,
In streams of pure, perennial peace,
In joy, that none can take away,
In life, which shall for ever stay.
3 Father, on me the grace bestow,
Unblamable before Thy sight,
Whence all the streams of mercy flow;
Mercy, Thy own supreme delight,
To me, for Jesu's sake, impart,
And plant Thy nature in my heart.
4 Thy mind throughout my life be shown,
While listening to the wretch's cry,
The widow's and the orphan's groan,
On mercy's wings I swiftly fly,
The poor and helpless to relieve,
My life, my all, for them to give.
5 Thus may I show the Spirit within,
Which purges me from every stain
Unspotted from the world and sin,
My faith's integrity maintain;
The truth of my religion prove,
By perfect purity and love.
(561) L.M. 6 lines, triplets. C. WESLEY. 1742. GOD of my salvation, hear,
And help a sinner to draw near
With boldness to the throne of grace:
Help me Thy benefits to sing,
And smile to see me feebly bring
My humble sacrifice of praise.
2 I cannot praise Thee as I would;
But Thou art merciful and good;
I know Thou never wilt despise
The day of small and feeble things,
But bear me, till on eagles' wings
To all the heights of love I rise.
3 I thank Thee for that gracious taste, (Which pride would not permit to last,) That touch of love, that pledge of heaven: Surely on me my Father smiled, And once I knew Him reconciled, And once I felt my sins forgiven. 4 My Lord and God I then could see, My Saviour, who hath died for me, To bring the rebel near to God ; Thou didst, Thou didst, Thy peace impart, Pardon was written on my heart, In largest characters of blood. 5 Vilest of all the sons of men, When I to folly turned again,
And sinned against Thy light and love, Grace did much more than sin abound; Amazed, I still forgiveness found,
And thanked my Advocate above. 6 Saviour, for this I thank Thee now ; My Saviour to the utmost, Thou Hast snatched me from the gates of hell; That I to all mankind may prove Thy free, Thine everlasting love,
Which all mankind with me may feel.
7 The boundless love that found out me,
For every soul of man is free;
None of Thy mercy need despair;
Patient, and pitiful, and kind,
Thee every soul of man may find,
And, freely saved, Thy grace declare.
8 A vile, backsliding sinner, I
Ten thousand deaths deserve to die;
Yet still by sovereign grace I live!
Saviour, to Thee, I still look up;
I see an open door of hope;
And wait Thy fulness to receive.
9 How shall I thank Thee for the grace, The trust I have to see Thy face,
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