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His Spirit send into our hearts,
Engraving on our inmost parts
The living law of holiest love.

4 Then shall we do, with pure delight,
Whate'er is pleasing in Thy sight,
As vessels of Thy richest grace;
And, having Thy whole counsel done,
To Thee and Thy co-equal Son
Ascribe the everlasting praise.

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C. WESLEY.

THY power and saving truth to show,
A warfare at Thy charge I go,

Strong in the Lord, and Thy great might;
Gladly take up the hallowed cross;
And, suffering all things for Thy cause,
Beneath Thy sacred banner fight.

2 A spectacle to fiends and men,
To all their fierce or cool disdain
With calmest pity I submit:
Determined nought to know, beside
My Jesus, and Him crucified,

tread the world beneath my feet. 3 Superior to their smile, or frown, On all their goods my soul looks down, Their pleasures, wealth, and power, and state:

The man that dares their god despise,
The Christian,-he alone is wise;

The Christian,-he alone is great.

4 O God, let all my life declare
How happy all Thy servants are;
How far above these earthly things;
How pure, when washed in Jesu's blood;
How intimately one with God,

A heaven-born race of priests and kings.

5 For this alone I live below,

The power of godliness to show,

The wonders wrought by Jesu's Name: O that I might but faithful prove; Witness to all Thy pardoning love,

And point them to the' atoning Lamb!

6 Let me to every creature cry, The poor and rich, the low and high, "Believe, and feel thy sins forgiven! Lost, till by Jesus saved, thou art! Till Jesu's blood hath washed thy heart, Thou canst not find the gate of heaven!"

C. WESLEY.

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THOU, Jesus, Thou my breast inspire,
And touch my lips with hallowed fire,
And loose a stammering infant's tongue:
Prepare the vessel of Thy grace,
Adorn me with the robes of praise,
And mercy shall be all my song;
2 Mercy for all who know not God;
Mercy for all, in Jesu's blood;

Mercy, that earth and heaven transcends; Love, that o'erwhelms the saints in light; The length, and breadth, and depth, and height

Of Love Divine, which never ends! 3 A faithful witness of Thy grace, Well may I fill the' allotted space,

And answer all Thy great design; Walk in the works by Thee prepared; And find annexed the vast reward,

The crown of righteousness divine. 4 When I have lived to Thee alone, Pronounce the welcome word, "Well done!" And let me take my place above: Enter into my Master's joy;

And all eternity employ

In praise, and ecstasy, and love.

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COME, let us arise,

And press to the skies,

The summons obey,

C. WESLEY.

My friends, my beloved, and hasten away.

2 The Master of all

For our service doth call,

And deigns to approve,

With smiles of acceptance, our labour of love.

3 His burden who bear,
We alone can declare

How easy His yoke,

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While to love and good works we each other

4 By word and by deed,
The bodies in need,

The souls to relieve,

And freely as Jesus hath given to give.
5 Then let us attend
Our heavenly Friend,

In His members distrest,

By want, or affliction, or sickness opprest:
6 The prisoner relieve,
The stranger receive;

Supply all their wants,

And spend and be spent in assisting His saints.
7 Thus while we bestow
Our moments below,
Ourselves we forsake,

And refuge in Jesus's righteousness take:
8 His passion alone

The foundation we own;

And pardon we claim,

And eternal redemption, in Jesus's name.

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From the German of C. J. P. SPITTA.
ESUS, like the magnet, raises

Jour dull spirits to the skies,

MASSIE.

And we seem in prayer and praises,
As on eagles' wings to rise;
Should our enemies asperse us,
Our dear Lord who loves us so,
Bids us bless e'en them who curse us,
And to love our greatest foe.

2 Can we have our hearts in heaven,
And yet earthly-minded live ?
Can we who have been forgiven,
Not forget and not forgive?

Can we hate an erring brother,
Only love when we are loved,
And not bear with one another,

By Christ's Holy Spirit moved? 3 Ah! no hater, or blasphemer,

None who slander and defame,
Can be one with the Redeemer,
Who was gentle as a lamb;
None, O Lord, who are unholy,
Shall Thy perfect beauty see;
Teach me to be meek and lowly,
Teach me to resemble Thee.

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[APPY the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast:

Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.

2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear:

Our stubborn sins will fight and reign,
If love be absent there.

3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In swift obedience move:

The devils know, and tremble too;
But Satan cannot love.

4 This is the grace that lives and sings,
When faith and hope shall cease;
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings,
In the sweet realms of bliss.

5 Before we quite forsake our clay,
Or leave this dark abode,

The wings of love bear us away,
To see our gracious God.

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R. C. TRENCH.

And the oil stayed.-2 Kings iv. 6.

POUR forth the oil, pour boldly forth,

It fail until

Thou failest vessels to provide,
Which it may largely fill.

2 Dig channels for the streams of love,
Where they may broadly run;
And love has overflowing streams
To fill them every one.

3 But if, at any time, thou cease
Such channels to provide,
The very founts of love for thee
Will soon be parched and dried.

4 For we must share, if we would keep,
That good thing from above,

Ceasing to give, we cease to have:
Such is the law of love.

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FATHER of mercies, send Thy grace
All powerful from above,

To form in our obedient souls
The image of Thy love.

2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts
The generous pleasure know,
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe.

3 When the most helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid,

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.

4 So Jesus looked on dying man,
When throned above the skies,
And 'midst the embraces of His God,
He felt compassion rise.

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew
To raise us from the ground:
And shed the richest of His blood,
A balm for every wound.

For Believers Interceding.

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LET God, who comforts the distrest,

Let Israel's Consolation hear!

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