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4 If once I wander from Thy path,
I think upon my ways;
Then turn my feet to Thy commands,
And trust Thy pardoning grace.

5 Now I am Thine, for ever Thine:
0 save Thy servant, Lord
Thou art my Shield, my Hiding-place;
My hope is in Thy Word.
6 Thou hast inclined this heart of mine
Thy statutes to fulfil ;
And thus, till mortal life shall end,
Would I perform Thy will.
Watts. 1719.

394 L. M. 1 AH, wretched souls, who strive in vain, Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin! A nobler toil may I sustain, A nobler satisfaction win. 2 May I resolve with all my heart, With all my powers to serve the Lord; Nor from his precepts e'er depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 3 O be His service all my joy! Around let my example shine; Till others love the blest employ, And join in labors so divine. 4 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to His supreme control, And in His kind commands rejoice. 5 0 may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave His sacred ways. Great God! accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live Thy praise.

Anne Steele. 1760,

395 - - - - - - L. M. 1 My gracious Lord, I own Thy right To every service I can pay; And call it my supreme delight To hear Thy dictates, and obey.

2 What is my being, but for Thee,
Its sure support, its noblest end?
Thine ever-smiling face to see,
And serve the cause of such a Friend!

3 I would not breathe for worldly joy,
Or to increase my worldly good;
Nor future days nor powers employ
To spread a sounding name abroad.

4 'T is to my Savior I would live,
To Him who for my ransom died;
Nor could untainted Eden give
Such bliss as blossoms at His side.

5 His work my hoary age shall bless,
When youthful vigor is no more,
And my last hour of life confess
His love hath animating power.

Doddridge. 1755.

3.96 - S. M. 1 TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see: And what I do in any thing, To do it as for Thee '

2 To scorn the senses' sway,
While still to Thee I tend :

In all I do, be Thou the Way,
In all, be Thou the End

3 All may of Thee partake: Nothing so small can be, But draws, when acted for Thy sake, 2 Greatness and worth from Thee. 84

4. If done to obey Thy laws,
Even servile labors shine:
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause,
The meanest work divine.
John Wesley. 1739.
From George Herbert. 1632.

397 Höchster Priester, der Du Dich. 7s.

1 GREAT High-Priest, who deignedst to be
Once the Sacrifice for me,
Take this living heart of mine,
Lay it on Thy holy shrine.

2. As Thy Love accepteth nought
Save what Love itself hath wrought,
Offer Thou my sacrifice,
Else to God it cannot rise.

3 Slay in me the wayward will,
Earthly lust and passion kill:
Tear all sin from out my heart,
Though it cost me bitter smart.

4 So may God the Righteous brook
On my sacrifice to look:
In whose sight no gift has worth,
Save a Christ-like life on earth.
- Miss Winkworth. 1855. a.
Tr. Angelus Silesius. 1657.

398 L. M. 1 My Savior, how shall I proclaim, How Fo the mighty debt I owe ? Let all I have, and all I am, Ceaseless to all Thy glory show.

2 Too much to Thee I cannot give:
Too much I cannot do for Thee:
Let all Thy Love, and all Thy grief,
Graven on my heart forever be
John Wesley. 1740.
Tr. Paul Gerhardt. 1653.

399 - C. M. 1 BEING of beings, God of love, To Thee our hearts we raise; Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing Thy praise.

2 Thine, wholly Thine, we long to be;
Our sacrifice receive
Made, and preserved, and saved by Thee,
To Thee ourselves we give.

3 Come, Holy Ghost, the Savior's love
Shed in our hearts abroad;
So shall we ever live and move
And be with Christ in God.

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1 God of all-redeeming grace,
By Thy pardoning Love compelled,
Up to Thee our souls we raise,
Unto Thee our bodies yield.

2 Thou our sacrifice receive,
Acceptable through Thy Son,
While to Thee alone we live,
While we die to Thee alone.

3 Just it is, and good, and right,
That we should be wholly Thine;
In Thy only will unite,
In Thy blessed service join.
4 O that every thought and word
Might proclaim how good Thou art!
Holiness unto the Lord
Still be written on our heart.

C. Wesley. 1745.

401 - S. M. 1 LoRD, in the strength of grace, With a glad heart and free, Myself, my residue of days, I consecrate to Thee. 2 Thy ransomed servant, I Restore to Thee Thy own; And from this moment live or die To serve my God alone. C. Wesley. 1762.

402 7s. FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, - Let Thy will on earth be done! Praise by all to Thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.

2 If so poor a worm as I
May to Thy great glory live,
All my actions sanctify,
All my words and thoughts receive:
Claim me for Thy service, claim
All I have, and all I am.

3 Take my soul and body's powers:
Take my memory, mind, and will;
All my goods and all my hours,
All I know and all I feel:
All I think, and speak, and do;
Take my heart, but make it new

4 Now, O God, Thine own I am :
Now I give Thee back Thine own;
Freedom, friends, and health, and fame,
Consecrate to Thee alone.
Thine I live, thrice o I;
Happier still, if Thine I die.
C. Wesley. 1745.

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