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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.

L.M. C. WESLEY. 1762.

James iüi. 2. Psalm ciii. 3.
W HAT! never speak one evil word,

V 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.

C. WESLET. 1782.
John iv. 10-14. James i. 27.
TESUS, the Gift Divine I know,
J 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.

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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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When sin shall all be purged away!
The night of doubts and fears is past;
The Morning Star appears at last,

And I shall see the perfect day.

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PART II. T SOON shall hear Thy quickening voice, 1 Shall always pray, give thanks, rejoice ;

(This is Thy will, and faithful word ;) My spirit meek, my will resigned; Lowly as Thine shall be my mind;

The servant shall be as his Lord. 2 Already, Lord, I feel Thy power; Preserved from evil every hour,

My great Preserver I proclaim : Safety and strength in Thee I have ; I find, I find Thee strong to save,

And know that Jesus is Thy name. 3 By faith I every moment stand, Strangely upheld by Thy right hand ;

I my own wickedness eschew;
A sinner, I am kept from sin;
And Thou shalt make me pure within,

And Thou shalt form my soul anew. 4 Come, then, and loose my stammering tongue, Teach me the new, the joyful song,

And perfect in a babe Thy praise :
I want a thousand lives to' employ
In publishing the sounds of joy, .

The gospel of Thy general grace.
5 Come, Lord, Thy Spirit bids Thee come ;
Give me Thyself, and take me home ;

Be now, the glorious earnest given!
The counsel of Thy grace fulfil;
Thy kingdom come, Thy perfect will
Be done on earth, as 'tis in heaven.

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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,

That I to Thine evind with me out me,

Thy free. all mane from,

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