May none amongst us from our None e'er to Christ for refuge fled Be tempted to depart: (Lord But was by him made whole. Our human frailty need not lead Our souls from him astray; 469.* Z. T. 214. For he the needful strength imparts THOUGH by nature I'm defiled, To walk the narrow way. Jesus' blood hath made me clean; XXVI. SANCTIFICATION. 470.* T. 22. JESUS, the church's Lord and Head, The Spirit's influence on us shed, Whom thou, while sinners, by thy blood (God. Hast ransom'd and brought nigh to 2. Since thou our wretched, lost In mercy didst commiserate, (estate And feeble flesh and blood assume, To save us from the wrath to come: 3. We are, if we in thee believe, And from thy fulness grace receive, Made clean and sanctified by thee, And serve thy name acceptably. 4. Renew'd in heart, we're then inclin'd To live according to thy mind: Can we do good-with cheerfulness We do it, and give thee the praise. 5. Whatever honors thee our Lord, What is call'd virtue in thy word, HOW can a sinner here below Be pleasing unto God? 2. When thro' his merits we obtain 3. If anything in us appears 4. A child of God for ever pants 5. Oft as in spirit Christ he views, I shall in thee abide." Louisa v. Hayn. 473.* T. 185. HE who striveth for sanctification, But is unrenew'd in heart, Feeling yet a secret condemnation, Since with sin he still takes part; He who hath not yet in Christ believed, WHO thro' Christ's blood remission Attains through Jesus' grace, Shows forth his Saviour's praise. 2. Our pleasure and our duty, No less than duty's call, And serve him with our all. Z. 475. T. 585. BLESSED Jesus, we implore thee, Let us, cleans'd and purified, Walk in grace and truth before thee, And in thee by faith abide; Sanctified :||: Both in body and in mind. 2. Unto us thy name's sweet savour | Thinking, speaking, acting, as be Is an ointment poured forth; In thine eyes we have found favour, 3. Now the conflict is decided, We will glory:||: In the wounded Lamb of God, + 4. We will dwell on Calvary's mountain, Where the flocks of Zion feed; 5. There, with trimmed lamps we'll tarry, Till the Lord comes from on high, Watch in prayer and ne'er be weary, But await the midnight cry: Haste to meet him, :||: As wise virgins : ||: May we to the world be dead: That great prize to gain be our endeavour, Purchas'd when for us he bled: By his love constrain'd may we adore him, fore him, TO the soul that seeks him Christ is gracious; They who wait, ne'er wait in vain, But experience him a God propiHe the feeble doth sustain: (tious; Hungry souls he on rich pastures feedeth, (leadeth, Those who thirst, to living waters Hears the needy sinner's cry, And to help and save is nigh. 2. Hath he join'd us to the church, his body, O may we in him abide; (ready, And unto the end endure, 481. T. 185. SHOULD our minds, to earthly objects cleaving, Of the mark forgetful prove? God forbid! all worldly trifles leav ing, Let us fix our thoughts above, Have with Christ in heaven our conversation, (tion, Keep in view our blessed destina As redeem'd from this world's thrall, To pursue our heavenly call. 2. Let us watch and pray, and never slumber, Lest the foe approach unseen; Cast away whate'er would us encumber, Fear to touch the thing unclean: Lest, escaped from the world's pollution, (sion: We again give way to sin's deluAh, 't would cause us pungent 3. pain, Christ to crucify again. God be prais'd, tho' in ourselves defiled, C. Wesley. Tho' sin cleaveth to us still, By the tempter we need not be 485.* If to Jesus we appeal; (foiled, JESUS, thyself to us reveal, Yet our Lord a faithful heart de mandeth: (tendeth Happy, who with listening ear atTo the Spirit's warning voice, Nor his chastening doth despise. T. 14. BESPRINKLE with thy blood my heart, O Jesus, Son of God; T. 79 Grant that we may not only feel LORD, I look for grace to thee; And take away whate'er thy grace Love for injuries repay. Hath hitherto withstood. 2. Earthly affections mortify, And carnal nature's strife; O may I henceforth only thirst For thee, the well of life. 3. Waters of life hence may draw, And never more depart: My ardent longing is, O Lord, 2. May I hate a lying tongue, 3. Lord, each evil temper cure, Fix at this spring my heart. 487. T. 16. JESUS, by thy Holy Spirit May we all instructed be; Sanctify us by the merit Of thy bless'd humanity. |