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Call'dst the chaos into light,
Bad'st me be, and live, and love.
Thee I exult to feel,

Thou in my heart dost dwell:
There Thou bear'st Thy witness true,
Shed'st the love of God abroad;
I, in Christ, a creature new,
I, e'en I, am born of God!
Pledge of the promise given,
My antepast of heaven;
Earnest Thou of joys divine,
Joys divine on me bestowed,
Heaven, and Christ, and all are mine
All the plenitude of God.

Thou art my inward Guide,
I ask no help beside :
Arm of God, on Thee I call,
Weak as helpless infancy!
Weak I am yet cannot fall,
Stay'd by Faith, and led by Thee!

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Isa. xii.

C. WESLEY. 1742.

APPY soul, who sees the day,

H. The glad day of gospel grace!

Thee, my Lord, (Thou then wilt say,)
Thee will I for ever praise;
Though Thy wrath against me burned,
Thou dost comfort me again ;
All Thy wrath aside is turned,
Thou hast blotted out my sin.

2 Me, behold! Thy mercy spares;
Jesus my salvation is;

Hence my doubts; away my fears;
Jesus is become my peace :
JAH, JEHOVAH, is my Lord,
Ever merciful and just;
I will lean upon His word;
I will on His promise trust.

3 Strong I am, for He is strong;
Just in righteousness divine :
He is my triumphal song;

All He has, and is, is mine;
Mine-and yours, whoe'er believe;
On His Name whoe'er shall call,
Freely shall His grace receive;
He is full of grace for all.

4 Therefore shall ye draw with joy
Water from Salvation's well;
Praise shall your glad tongues employ
While His streaming grace ye feel.
Each to each, ye then shall say,
"Sinners, call upon His Name;
O rejoice to see His day;

See it, and His praise proclaim !"
5 Glory to His Name belongs,

Great, and marvellous, and high:
Sing unto the Lord your songs,
Cry, to every nation, cry!
Wondrous things the Lord hath done,
Excellent His Name we find;

This to all mankind is known,

Be it known to all mankind!

6 Sion, shout Thy Lord and King, Israel's HOLY ONE is He!

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Give Him thanks, rejoice, and sing,
Great is He, and dwells in thee.
O the grace unsearchable !

While eternal ages roll,

God delights in man to dwell,
Soul of each believing soul !

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10s & 11s,

C. WESLEY. 1742.

WHAT shall I do my Saviour to praise, So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace, So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon Him!

grace.

2 How happy the man whose heart is set free, The people that can be joyful in Thee! Their joy is to walk in the light of Thy face; And still they are talking of Jesus's 3 Their daily delight shall be in Thy name; They shall as their right Thy righteousness claim : Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by Thy blood,

Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. 4 For Thou art their boast, their glory and power, And I also trust to see the glad hour,

My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of salvation, that lifts up my head. 5 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defence;

I trust in His word, none plucks me from thence: Since I have found favour, He all things will do; My King and my Saviour shall make me anew. 6 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of Thine own, Thy secret to me shall soon be made known; For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, And share in the gladness of all that believe.

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YOME, that love the Lord,
ye
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye surround His throne:
Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God;
But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
2 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys,
That rides upon the stormy sky,

And calms the roaring seas;
This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our Love ;

He will send down His heavenly powers,
To carry us above.

And never, never sin;

There, from the rivers of His grace,
Drink endless pleasures in:
Yea, and before we rise

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.
The men of grace have found
Glory begun below:

Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow:
Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry:

We're marching through Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high.

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88,886. or L.M. J. F. Oberlin. 1830.

LORD, Thy heavenly grace input;
And fix my frail inconstant heart;
Henceforth my chief desire shall be
To dedicate myself to Thee,

To Thee, my God, to Thee!

2 Whate'er pursuits my time employ,
One thought shall fill my soul with joy;
That silent, secret thought shall be,
That all my hopes are fixed on Thee,
On Thee, my God, on Thee!

3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space;
Thou'rt present, Lord, in every place;
And, wheresoe'er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee,
To Thee, my God, to Thee!

4 Renouncing every worldly thing,
Safe 'neath the covert of Thy wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in Thee,
: In Thee, my God, in Thee !

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My

10s & 11s.

C. WESLEY. 1742.

Y Father, my God, I long for Thy love; O shed it abroad; send Christ from above! My heart, ever fainting, He only can cheer; And all things are wanting, till Jesus is here. 2 O when shall my tongue be fill'd with Thy praise! While all the day long I publish Thy grace, Thy honour and glory to sinners forth show, Till sinners adore Thee, and own Thou art true. 3 Thy strength and Thy power I now can proclaim, Preserved every hour through Jesus's Name; For Thou art still by me, and holdest my hand; No ill can come nigh me, by faith while I stand. 4 My God is my Guide: Thy mercies abound; On every side they compass me round:

Thou sav'st me from sickness, from sin dost

retrieve, [believe. And strength'nest my weakness, and bidst me 5 Thou holdest my soul in spiritual life,

My foes dost control, and quiet their strife; Thou rulest my passion, my pride and self-will: To see Thy salvation, Thou bidst me "stand still!" 6 I stand, and admire Thine out-stretched arm; I walk through the fire, and suffer no harm; Assaulted by evil, I scorn to submit ; The world and the devil fall under my feet. 7 I wrestle not now, but trample on sin, For with me art Thou, and shalt be within ; While stronger and stronger in Jesus's power, I go on to conquer, till sin is no more.

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C. WESLEY. 1789.

ND can it be, that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour's blood!
Died He for me, who caused His pain?
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing Love! how can it be,

That Thou, my God, should'st die for me!