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Let Thy Word richly in me dwell;
Thy peace and love my portion be;

My joy to endure and do Thy will,
Till perfect I am found in Thee.

3 Arm me with Thy whole armor, Lord!

Support my weakness with Thy might;

Gird on my thigh Thy conquering sword,
And shield me in the threatening fight:

From faith to faith, from grace to grace,
So in Thy strength shall I go on;

Till heaven and earth flee from Thy face,
And glory end what grace begun.

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I YE servants of the Lord,
Each in his office wait,
Observant of His heavenly word,
And watchful at His gate.

2 Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins, as in His sight,
For awful is His Name.

3 Watch ’tis your Lord's command;
And while we speak, He's near.
Mark the first signal of His hand,
And ready all appear.

4 O happy servant he,
In such a posture found !
He shall His Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.
Doddridge. 1755.


1 ALMIGHTY God, in humble prayer
To Thee our souls we lift :
Do Thou our waiting minds prepare
For Thy most needful gift.

2. We ask not golden streams of wealth
Along our path to flow;
We ask not undecaying health,
Nor length of years below.

3 We ask not honors, which an hour
May bring and take away;
We ask not pleasure, pomp, and power,
Lest we should go astray.

4 We ask for wisdom:-Lord, impart
The knowledge how to live;
A wise and understanding heart
. To all before Thee give.

5 The young remember thee in youth,
Before the evil day !
The old be guided by Thy truth
In wisdom's pleasant way!

James Montgomery. 1825.

499 C. P. M. 1 BE it my only wisdom here To serve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude Knowledge divine may I display, By shunning every evil way, And walking in the good.

2 O may I still from sin depart!
A wise and understanding heart,
Jesus, to me be given

And let me through Thy Spirit know
To glorify my God below,
And find my way to heaven.
C. Wesley. 1762. a.

4500 PSALM 119. L. M. - 1 TEAch me, O teach me, Lord, Thy way; That, to my life's remotest day, By Thine unerring precepts led, My feet Thy heavenly paths may tread.

2 Informed by Thee, with sacred awe
My heart shall meditate Thy law;
And, with celestial wisdom filled,
To Thee its full obedience yield.

3 Give me to know Thy will aright,
Thy will, my glory and delight;
That, raised above the world, my mind
In Thee its highest good may find."

4 0 turn from vanity my eye; -
To me Thy quickening strength supply;
And with Thy promised mercy cheer
A heart devoted to Thy fear.

James Merrick. 1765. a.

301 L. M.

1 WHAT strange perplexities arise,
What anxious fears and jealousies'
What crowds in doubtful light appear,
How few, alas, approved and clear !

2 And what am I?—my soul, awake,
And an impartial survey take.
Does no dark sign, no ground of fear,
In practice or in heart appear?

3 What image does my spirit bear?
Is Jesus formed and living there?
Ah, do His lineaments divine
In thought, and word, and action shine?

4 Searcher of hearts, 0 search me still; The secrets of my soul reveal; My fears remove; let me appear To God and my own conscience clear ! Samuel Davies. 1769. 3.02 C. M. 1 AM I an Israelite indeed, Without a false disguise? Have I renounced my sins, and left My refuges of lies? 2 0 does my heart unchanged remain, Or is it formed anew Ž What is the rule by which I walk, The object I pursue?

3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace,
My real state to know ;
If I am wrong, O set me right,
If right, preserve me so |
Benjamin Beddome. d. 1799.

503 C. M. 1 SEARCHER of hearts, before Thy face I all my soul display, And, conscious of its innate arts, Entreat Thy strict survey.

2 If, lurking in its inmost folds,
I any sin conceal,
0 let a ray of light divine
The secret guile reveal'

3 If in these fatal fetters bound
A wretched slave I lie :
Smite off my chains, and wake my soul
To light and liberty
4. To humble penitence and prayer
Be gentle pity given;
Speak ample pardon to my heart,
And seal its claim to heaven.

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2 When I turn my eyes within,
0 how dark, and vain, and wild !
Filled with unbelief and sin,
Can I deem myself Thy child 7

3 Lord, decide the doubtful case ;
Thou, who art Thy people's Sun,
Shine upon Thy work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.

4 Let me love Thee more and more,
If I love at all, I pray;
If I have not loved before,
Help me to begin to-day.

John Newton. 1779. a.

SIMPLICITY AND HUMILITY. 505 7s. 1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart; Make me teachable and mild; Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaméd child; From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee.

2 What Thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive ;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave.
'Tis enough that Thou wilt care:
Why should I the burden bear?

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