1002 L.M. PART II. C. WESLEY. NFINITE God, Thy greatness spanned Lo! in the hollow of Thy hand The measured waters sink and rise! 2 Thee to perfection who can tell! Earth and her sons beneath Thee lie, Lighter than dust within Thy scale, And less than nothing in Thine eye. 3 Yet, in Thy Son, divinely great, We claim Thy providential care; Boldly we stand before Thy seat, Our Advocate hath placed us there. 4 With Him we are gone up on high, Since He is ours, and we are His; With Him we reign above the sky, We walk upon our subject seas. 5 We boast of our recovered powers, Lords are we of the lands and floods; And earth, and heaven, and all is ours, And we are Christ's, and Christ is God's! 1003 L.M. In a Storm. C. WESLEY. GLORY to Thee, whose powerful word Bids the tempestuous wind arise, Glory to Thee, the sovereign Lord Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies! 2 Let air, and earth, and skies obey, And seas Thine awful will perform : From them we learn to own Thy sway, And shout to meet the gathering storm. 3 What though the floods lift up their voice, Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; They cannot damp Thy children's joys, Or shake the soul, when God is nigh. 4 Headlong we cleave the yawning deep, And back to highest heaven are borne, Unmoved, though rapid whirlwinds sweep, 5 Roar on, ye waves! our souls defy 6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tries, PRIVATE WORSHIP. 1004 (954) FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, I humbly seek Thy face; 2 Entering into my closet, I In secret prayer for mercy cry, 3 Far from the paths of men, to Thee See, Thou who dost in secret see, 5 Fain would I all Thy goodness feel, 6 O Father, glorify Thy Son, And grant what I require: For Jesu's sake the Gift send down, 7 Kindle the flame of love within, 1005 (357) FAR AR from the world, O Lord, I flee, 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, Oh with what peace, and joy, and love, 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Nor asks a witness of her song, 6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above, 1006 R L.M. LYTE. EDEEMED from guilt, redeemed from What, to repay such gifts as Thine? 3 O teach me at Thy feet to fall, 1007 C.M. 6 lines. WARING. FATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, The changes that will surely come I ask Thee for a present mind, 2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, 3. I would not have the restless will That seeks for some great thing to do, I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go. 4 Wherever in the world I am, I have a fellowship with hearts A work of lowly love to do For Him on whom I wait. 5 I ask Thee for the daily strength, A mind to blend with outward life, 6 Briars beset our every path, 7 In service which Thy love appoints, CANNOT always trace the way I Where Thou, Almighty One, dost move, But I can always, always say, 2 When fear her chilling mantle flings 3 When mystery clouds my darkened path, 4 O may this truth my heart employ, Preaching the Gospel. C. WESLEY. FORTH in Thy strength, O Lord, I go, gospel to proclaim, Thine only righteousness to show, 2 Ordained I am, and sent by Thee, And lo! Thou always art with me,— |