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3 O Love, how cheering is Thy ray!

All pain before Thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,

Where'er Thy healing beams arise : 0 Jesus, nothing may I see,

Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee ! 4 Unwearied may I this pursue,

_"Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; Hourly within my soul renew

This holy flame, this heavenly fire ; And day and night be all my care

To guard the sacred treasure there. 5 My Saviour, Thou Thy love to me . In shame, in want, in pain, hast showed; . For me on the accursed tree,

Thou pouredst forth Thy guiltless blood; Thy wounds upon my heart impress,

Nor aught shall the loved stamp efface.. 6 More hard than marble is my heart,

And foul with sins of deepest stain ;
But Thou the mighty Saviour art,
· Nor flowed Thy cleansing blood in vain ;
Ah! soften, melt this rock, and may

Thy blood wash all these stains away! 7 O that I, as a little child,

May follow Thee, and never rest
Till sweetly Thou hast breathed Thy mild

And lowly mind into my breast !
Nor ever may we parted be,

Till I become one spirit with Thee. 8. Still let Thy love point out my way!

How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought Still lead me, lest I go astray;

Direct my word, inspire my thought;
And if I fall, soon may I hear
Thy voice, and know that Love is near.

9 In suffering be Thy love my peace,

In weakness be Thy love my power; .
And when the storms of life shall cease,,

Jesus, in that important hour,
In death as life be Thou my Guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.

157 (121) L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1789.

NOME, Holy Ghost, all-quickening Fire,
U Come, and in me delight to rest ;
Drawn by the lure of strong desire,

O come and consecrate my breast !
The temple of my soul prepare,

And fix Thy sacred presence there ! 2 If now Thy influence I feel,

If now in Thee begin to live,
Still to my heart Thyself reveal ;

Give me Thyself, for ever give :
A point my good, a drop my store,

Eager I ask, I pant for more.
3 Eager for Thee I ask and pant;

So strong the principle divine,
Carries me out with sweet constraint,

Till all my hallowed soul is Thine;
Pluriged in the Godhead's deepest sea,

And lost in Tbine immensity.
4 My peace, my life, my comfort Thou,

My treasure, and my all Thou art !
True witness of my sonship, now

Engraving pardon on my heart,
Seal of my sins in Christ forgiven,

Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 5 Come then, my God, mark out Thine heir

Of heaven, a larger earnest give !
With clearer light Thy witness bear ;

More sensibly within me live ;
Let all my powers Thine entrance feel,
And deeper stamp Thyself the seal !

. L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1742.
DAVIOUR from sin, I wait to prove
D That Jesus is Thy healing name;
To lose, when perfected in love,

Whate'er I have, or can, or am :
I stay me on Thy faithful word,

“ The servant shall be as his Lord.” 2 Answer that gracious end in me,

For which 'Thy precious life was given ; Redeem from all iniquity;

Restore, and make me meet for heaven ! Unless Thou purge my every stain,

Thy suffering, and my faith are vain. 3 Didst Thou not in the flesh appear,

Sin to condemn, and man to save ?
That perfect love might cast out fear ?

That I Thy mind in me might have ?
In holiness show forth Thy praise,

And serve Thee all my spotless days? 4 Didst Thou not die, that I might live

No longer to myself but Thee? Might body, soul, and spirit give

To Him who gave Himself for me? Come then, my Master, and my God,

Take the dear purchase of Thy blood. 5 Thy own peculiar servant claim,

For Thy own truth and mercy's sake;
Hallow in me Thy glorious Name;

Me for Thine own this moment take,
And change and throughly purify ;

Thine only may I live and die. 759 (117) L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1710. I WANT the Spirit of power within,

Of love, and of a healthful mind;
Of power, to conquer inbred sin;

Of love, to Thee and all mankind ;
Of health, that pain and death defies,
Most vigorous when the body dies.

2 When shall I hear the inward voice,

Which only faithful souls can hear ?
Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys,

Attend the promised Comforter ;
Oh come, and righteousness divine,

And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine! 3 Oh that the Comforter would come,

Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me His constant home,

And take possession of my breast,
And fix in me His loved abode,

The temple of indwelling God !
4 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire,

Attest that I am born again;
Come and baptize me now with fire,

Nor let Thy former gifts be vain :
I cannot, rest in sins forgiven ;

Where is the earnest of my heaven? 5 Where the indubitable seal

That ascertains the kingdom mine?
The powerful stamp I long to feel,

The signature of Love Divine !
Oh shed it in my heart abroad,
Fulness of love, of heaven, of God !
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L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1742. W HAT shall I do my God to love,

V My Saviour, and the world's, to praise ? Whose bowels of compassion move

To me, and all the fallen race ! Whose mercy is divinely free

For all the fallen race, and me! 2 I long to know, and to make known,

The heights and depths of Love Divine, The kindness Thou to me hast shown,

Whose every sin was counted Thine ! My God for me resigned His breath! He died to save my soul from death!

3 How shall I thank Thee for the grace

On me and all mankind bestowed ?
Oh that my every breath were praise !

Oh that my heart were filled with God! My heart would then with love o'erflow,

And all my life Thy glory show.
4 See me, O Lord, athirst and faint !

Me, weary of forbearing, see !
And let me feel Thy love's constraint,

And freely give up all for Thee ;
True in the fiery trial prove,

And pay Thee back Thy dying love ! 761

L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1742.
LOVE, I languish at Thy stay!
U I pine for Thee with lingering smart,
Weary and faint through long delay :

When wilt Thou come into my heart?
From sin and sorrow set me free,
And swallow up my soul in Thee !
2 Come, O Thou universal Good !

Balm of the wounded conscience, come!
The hungry, dying spirit's food,

The weary, wandering pilgrim's home;
Haven to take the shipwrecked in,
My everlasting rest from sin !
3 Be Thou, O Love, whate'er I want ;

Support my feebleness of mind ;
Relieve the thirsty soul, the faint

Revive, illuminate the blind ;
The mournful cheer, the drooping lead,

And heal the sick, and raise the dead. 4 Come, O my comfort and delight!

My strength and health, my shield and sun ; My boast, and confidence, and might,

My joy, my glory, and my crown; My gospel hope, my calling's prize, My tree of life, my paradise.

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