Leave to His sovereign sway
To choose and to command:
So shalt thou wondering own, His way
How wise, how strong His hand!
Far, far above thy thought
His counsel shall appear,
When fully He the work hath wrought
That caused thy needless fear.
Thou seest our weakness, Lord,
Our hearts are known to Thee:
O lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!
Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast Truth declare,
And publish with our latest breath
Thy Love and guardian care!
John Wesley. 1739.
Tr. Paul Gerhardt. 1659.
C. P. M.
1 FROM whence this fear and unbelief?
Hath not the Father put to grief
His spotless Son for me?
And will the righteous Judge of men
Condemn me for that debt of sin
Which, Lord, was charged on Thee?
2 Complete Atonement Thou hast made,
And to the utmost farthing paid
Whate'er Thy people owed:
Nor can His wrath on me take place,
If sheltered in Thy Righteousness,
And sprinkled with Thy Blood.
3 Turn then, my soul, unto thy rest;
The merits of thy great High Priest
Have bought thy liberty:
Trust in His efficacious Blood,
Nor fear thy banishment from God,
Since Jesus died for thee.
Augustus M. Toplady. 1777.
460 Jesu, Deine tiefen Wunden.
1 LORD, Thy Death and Passion give
Strength and comfort at my need.
Every hour while here I live
On Thy Love my soul shall feed.
Thon didst once for me endure,
And I fly all thoughts impure;
Thinking on Thy bitter pains,
Hushed in prayer my heart remains.
2 Yes, Thy Cross hath power to heal
All the wounds of sin and strife.
Lost in Thee, my heart doth feel
Sudden warmth and nobler life.
In my saddest, darkest grief,
Let Thy sweetness bring relief,
Thou who camest but to save,
Thou who fearest not the grave!
3 Lord, in Thee I place my trust,
Thou art my Defence and Tower;
Death Thou treadest in the dust,
O'er my soul he hath no power.
That I may have part in Thee,
Help and save and comfort me;
Give me of Thy grace and might,
Resurrection, life, and light!
4 Fount of good, within me dwell!
For the peace Thy presence sheds
Keeps us safe in conflict fell,
Charms the pain from dying beds.
Hide me safe within Thine arm,
Where no foe can hurt or harm;
Whoso, Lord, in Thee doth rest,
He hath conquered, he is blest.
Miss Winkworth. 1855.
Tr. John Heerman. 1644.
1 My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Savior divine!
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
O let me from this day
Be wholly Thine.
2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire.
3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my Guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.
4 When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll;
Blest Savior, then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
O bear me safe above,
A ransomed soul.
JESUS, my Truth, my Way.
My sure unerring Light,
On Thee my feeble soul I stay,
Which Thou wilt lead aright.
My Wisdom and my Guide,
My Counsellor Thou art:
O let me never leave Thy side,
Nor from Thy paths depart.
I lift mine eyes to Thee,
Thou gracious bleeding Lamb,
That I may still enlightened be,
And never put to shame.
I never will remove
Out of Thy hands my cause,
But rest in Thy redeeming Love,
And cling unto Thy Cross.
Teach me the happy art
In all things to depend
On Thee: O never, Lord, depart,
But love me to the end.
C. Wesley. 1749. a.
1 THOU seest my feebleness;
Jesus, be Thou my Power,
My Help and Refuge in distress,
My Fortress and my Tower.
Give me to trust in Thee;
Be Thou my sure abode:
My horn, and rock, and buckler be,.
My Savior and my God.
Myself I cannot save,
Myself I cannot keep;
But strength in Thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep.
4 My soul to Thee alone
Now therefore I commend:
Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own,
Wilt love me to the end!
1 Mr Hope, my All, my Savior Thou!
To Thee, O Lord, my soul I bow.
I seek the bliss Thy wounds impart,
I long to find Thee in my heart.
2 Be Thou my Strength, be Thou my Way,
Protect me through my life's short day:
In all my acts let Wisdom guide,
And keep me, Savior, near Thy side.
3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me;
As I have need, my Savior be:
And if I would from Thee depart,
Then clasp me, Savior, to Thy heart.
4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour,
Save me from sin and Satan's power;
Tear every idol from Thy Throne,
And reign, my Savior, reign alone.
1 0 LORD, I would delight in Thee,
And on Thy care depend;
To Thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only Friend.
2 When all created streams are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May I with this be satisfied,
And glory in Thy Name!
3 No good in creatures can be found,
But may be found in Thee;
I must have all things, and abound,
While God is God to me.
4 0 that I had a stronger faith
To look within the veil,
To credit what my Savior saith,
Whose word can never fail!
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