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4 O keep me contrite, low and poor! 2 His loving-kindness those shall rich-
And consolation to assuage their grief.
3 To those the Lord will deign his NONE God the Father's favor sliare, teaching mild,
Or heaven's kingdom win, Who gladly listen to the meanest But those who little children are, child, And as such enter in.
And from experience willingly allow, 2 The high and mighty ones the Lord That they are learners, and but little
know. Doth from their seats put down; But to the
doth And them with blessings crown.
HAPPY the man whose highest Good 3 O may I with submissiveness,
Is Christ invariably; Dear Lord, be taught by thee;
He shows his love and gratitude To thee obedience show thro'
grace, And learn humility.
By true humility.
2 In weakness pow'r divine he gains, 4 Jesus, I humbly thee imploré,
He dwells in peace and rest; Grant me thy Spirit's light,
And owns with filial confidence: That he may teach me evermore,
Lord, what thou dost is best." And guide my steps aright. 5 A lowly mind impart to me,
3." For thou art gracious, wise and
good, According to my pray'r;
Thou know'st how help t' afford, Since those who know their poverty, The time when it should be bestow'd: To the Most High are near.
Thy goodness be ador'd.” 6 Thou, who in heaven art ador'd, Dost with the contrite dwell,
Go, ye flatt'ring visions, 7 Therefore, my soul, delight no more He who lowly minded
Honors, wealth and lusts : In this world's vanity;
In our Saviour trusts, Look forward; Jesus hath in store
Rich in grace, is blessed, Unfading joys for thee.
Freed from anxious care;
Heaven's kingdom share.
Then the soul is full of light:
But that light will quickly vanish, grace,
When of Jesus we lose sight. Who, while his gifts they share with thankfulness,
2 He who nought but Christ desireth, Glory in their infirmities, and boast He whom nothing else can cheer'. Ofnothing but his grace wherein they But the joy which he inspireth, trust,
Lending to his voice an ear;
3 Who sincerely loveth Jesus,
513. T. 22. And upon his grace depends; Who but willeth what him pleases,
MEEK, patient Lamb of God, impart Simply follwing his commands;
Thy meekness to my stubborn heart : 4 Who to Jesus humbly cleaveth,
Grant me to keep thee full in view,
And thy example to pursue.
2 Thy blood preserve my garments clean With our Saviour, Head and Lord, From ev'ry spot and stain of sin :
As a wise virgin, to prepare 5 Who in Jesus Christ abideth,
For meeting thee, be all my care.
3 Bestow on me a simple mind, Walks in true simplicity.
To ev'ry hurtful fancy blind; 6 He who is by Christ directed,'
Thy meekness, true sincerity, Trusting the good Shepherd's care, And needful wisdom grant to me. He is graciously protected,
4 Thou holy, spotless-Lamb of God, And no danger needs to fear, My worthless heart make thy abode:
O‘may I in thy image grow,
And honor thee in all I do.
514. When we to God are wholly given,
A SINGLE mind to me impart, And Jesus' mind rules in our hearts!
Lord, This ev'ry vain imagination
I sordid lucre flee, Casts down, and us subjects to grace.
Nor set on earthly gain my heart,
Hate av'rice as idolatry;
Fix my desires on things above, 2 That which is by the world esteemed, 2 Let neither honors, pomp, nor pride, A single mind counts vanity;
Nor this world's gaudy vanity, What's innocent by others deemed,
Which draw the soul from thee aside,
Beguile me from simplicity :
To be esteemed, Lord, by thee.
3 Screen me in each unguarded hour, 3 The simple heart no care perplexeth Preserve me from seduction's pow'r,
Lord, under thy protecting care; That robs the world of all content;
Lest fleshly lusts my soul ensnare: Of envy, which so many vexeth, Simplicity is ignorant ;
May I to av'rice, lust and pride And carefully preserves its treasure,
Say, “ Christ destroy'd you when he
dy'd.” Unruffled by the worldling's spite; If others ask to share this pleasure,
T. 15. Simplicity tastes true delight. 4 O Jesus, God of my salvation,
LORD, grant to me a simple mind,
By thee may I be guided,
And as thy blessed will design'd,
Have my whole course decided. Thrice happy they,who tread unweary'd 2 With this desire 'fore thee I bow, The path of true simplicity;
Asham'd of my demerit,
516.* T. 208.
And believers, who, tho' fecble, WOULD we, sinners needy,
Life and pow'r from him derive, Here on earth already
And thereby are render'd able Heav'nly joys possess;
Bearing fruit to grow and thriye. Jesus nought desireth,
521.* T. 10, Or of us requireth,
WOULD we by our behavior For our rest and peace,
Show that we love our Saviour; But that we-like children be;
He only can instruct us, Since he all our wants redresses,
And in the way conduct us. Soothes all our distresses.
2 Thro' his atonement's powers 517.* T 151.
O may we bloom like flowers, AMIDST this world's profaneness,
And by his grace and blessing
Bear fruits to him well pleasing.
522.* T 185. Thy servant be thro
grace ; IN thy love and knowledge, gracious Nor fear, 'nor int'rest ever
Saviour, Cause me to turn aside,
May we more and more abound; Or my connexion sever
Thy complete atonement shall for ever, With thy redeemed bride.
Of our doctrine be the ground.
Grant that allmay,in thy word believing, 518. T. 22. CHRIST is the Vine, we branches are; Thro' thy Father's nursing care,
And totheethe Vineas branchescleaving Without him we no fruit can bear:
Fruit unto thy honor bear. For of ourselves we cannot thrive, 'Tis he who gives us pow'r and life.
T. 4, 2 Lord, thou hast chosen us, that we
LORD Jesus, be near Should bear well-pleasing fruit to thee. Thou seest us here; O make us fruitful to thy praise ; Unite us in heart :--Dear Lord, come Preserve us from all barrenness,
and bless us; our Brother thou art.
2 Soon make us to be
Well-pleasing to thee;
some fruit which may yield thee delight. Set me, Lord, unto thy praise ;
3 From this Water me with show'rs of grace. We will not delay 2 Make my heart a' garden fair, To follow the Lamb, -To serve him Which such pleasant fruit
with gladness, and honor his name. As affords true joy to thee Aid thy Father constantly.
524.* T 228. 3 In thy garden here below
THIS one thing needful grant to us, Water me that I may grow;
By faith to view thee on the cross, When all grace to me is givin, Bleeding for our salvation; Then transplant me into heav'n. Then, 'midst all weakness, we ipdeed
Shall still from grace to grace proceed, 520.* T. 167.
Lord, in thy congregation : As the branches are connected May none-ground on
With the vine, ev'n so thro' grace, Empty notions or good motions A close union is effected
His religion, 'Twixt the Lord our Righteousness Without pow'r and life's kryition.
XXVIII. Of Resignation, Confidence, and Patienéę in
No enemy I fear;
Dispelling all my care:
Defends me from above,
Can part me from his love? 2 Of this I am persuaded,
And boast now openly, That he, whose love ne'er faded,
Is always kind to me; He aid to me dispenses,
He stands at my right hand; Yea, when a storm advances,
'Tis calm at his command. 3 The ground of my profession
Is Jesus and his blood; He gives me the possession
Of everlasting Good;
Is mine, I cannot trust;
Remain my only boast, 4 My Jesus and bis merit Are all
aim and care; Were he not with my spirit,
Ah! I should soon despair ; T'appear 'fore my Creator
I never could desire, He'd to
sinful nature Prove a consuming fire. 5 'Tis Jesus Christ who taketh
Away sin, death and woe, And by his blood he maketh
Each spot as white as snow; Free from that condemnation
Which sinners else must find, I joy in his salvation
With an embolden'd mind.
6 His Spirit is the sov'reign
Possessor of my heart; There he alone shall govern,
And slavish fear depart; He gives his benediction,
Yea, helpeth me to cry Abba, when in affliction,
With child-like fervency. 7 His Spirit cheers my spirit
With many a precious word,
By trusting in the Lord;
All those who Jesus love
To live with him above.
He stands my lasting Rock;
Shall give my love a shock;
No object, small or great,
Me from him separate.
526. GOD is my Saviour and my Light,
Why should I be dismay'd ? 'Tis he defends my life; of whom
Then need I be afraid ? 2 Hear my requests, O Lord, and give
An answer full of grace:
Reply, “ I'll seek thy face.”
Thyself, nor me reject;
From thee I still expect. 4 Wait still on God, my soul! from
him All needful strength derive: Tho' he delay, he will at length
The fainting heart revive.
13 O no, in all things I shall prove JESUS, source of gladness,
Conqu’ror through him, who me did
love; Comfort in all sadness,
My Lord obtain'd the victory, Thou canst end my grief;
Sufficient is his I for thee am waiting,
grace Ardently intreating
4 O love unbounded ! refuge, sure ! Thee for thy relief:
My helpless soul pow lives secure;
JESUS, my All, my highest Good! I pay no attention,
Who hast redeem'd me with thy Av'rice I disown;
blood, Perils, loss,-shame, death and cross, When confidence in thee I place, Suff'rings e'er so keen, shall never
My soul is filld with joy and peace. Me from Jesus sever.
2 Where should I turn, or how thee 3 If the Lord protect me,
leave? Sin cannot infect me,
Jesus, to thee my mind doth cleave; Nought can do me harm ;
With thee my heart hath always. Altho' Satan rageth,
found Christ the storm assuageth
True counsel, comfort, help abound. By his mighty arm : Would the foe-his malice show,
3 All who possess true faith and love, Since Christ is my strength and tower, This daily by experience prove, I dread not his
That they who simply put their trust power.
In Jesus Christ, can ne'er be lost. 4 Gloomy thoughts must vanish, Jesus doth replenish
4 None can be so o'erwhelm'd with Me with heav'nly peace ;
grief, Who the Saviour loveth,
But he in Christ
find relief; By experience proveth
All misery, however great,
His comforts can alleviale,
5 Jesus, my only God and Lord,
What comfort doth thy name afford! :Into joy and gladness,
No friend on earth can ever be 528.
Compar'd for faithfulness with thee. T. 22. WHO can condemn, since Christ hath 6 Were health, and strength, and dy'd ?
Were ev'ry earthly comfort gone, , by his blood, am justify'd : He ever lives to intercede,
If I have thee, I have howe'er And send me help in time of need. What me eternally can cheer. • What can from Christ me separate? 7 O Lord, preserve me sound in faith, Shall trials howsoever great,
Thine let me be in life and death; hall tribulation or distress,
May nothing pluck me from thy hand, hall peril, sword, or nakedness? Lead me in safety to the end.