Pray; and when the answer 's given,
When ye find the passage free,
When your faith hath opened heaven,
Faithful souls, remember me!

1749.

PENITENTIAL.

WEARY of my own complaints,
Still I sigh for purity:
Jesus, come! my spirit faints,

Faints and dies for want of Thee.

Drawn by my expiring groan,

Quickly come, and save Thine own.

Alien from the life of God,

Lest the second death I die,

Me polluted in my blood

Pass compassionately by: Faith divine and pardon give, Bid me in Thy likeness live.

Only Thee I gasp to know,
Truth of holiness and love,
Truth of happiness below,
Way to glorious joys above.
Life, eternal life Thou art;
Speak Thyself into my heart.

Preparation for Death, 1772.

THE INVITATION.

WEARY Souls, who wander wide
From the central Point of bliss,
Turn to Jesus crucified,

Fly to those dear wounds of His:
Sink into the purple flood;
Rise into the life of God!

Find in Christ the Way of peace,
Peace unspeakable, unknown:
By His pain He gives you ease,
Life by His expiring groan.
Rise exalted by His fall;
Find in Christ your All in all.

O believe the record true,

God to you His Son hath given;

Ye may now be happy too,

Live on earth the life of heaven;

Live the life of heaven above,

All the life of glorious love.

This the universal bliss,

Bliss for every soul designed;

God's original promise this,

God's great gift to all mankind. Blest in Christ this moment be,

Blest to all eternity!

Redemption Hymns, 1747.

MORE

FATHER, I HAVE SINNED AGAINST HEAVEN AND BEFORE THEE, AND AM ΝΟ WORTHY TO BE CALLED THY SON.

WHEN I was a little child,

O what sweetness did I prove!
Then on me my Father smiled,
Clasped me in the arms of Love:
Bore me all my infant days,
Gently by His Spirit led;
Dandled me upon His knees,
Made me on His promise feed.

But, alas! I soon rebelled,

Would not cast on Him my care;
Swelled with pride, with passion swelled,
I could neither fall nor err
I was strong and able grown,
I could for myself provide,
I had wisdom of my own;

Let the weaker seek a guide.

When to Him I would not look,
Grieved and hardly forced away,
Me my Guide at length forsook,
Me my Father left to stray.
Angrily He hid His face:

Careless of His smile or frown,

I pursued my evil ways,
Frowardly in sin went on.

Back recalled, I know not how,
Father, I my folly mourn.
If Thou art my Father now,
Now assist me to return:
Freely my backslidings heal;

Once again become my Guide;
Save me from my wayward will,
Empty me of self and pride.

Thou who all my ways hast seen Since I would from Thee depart, Suffer me no more to lean

To my own deceitful heart. O repair my grievous loss,

Comfort to my soul restore. Once a little child I was:

Lift me up, to fall no more.

Give me back my innocence;
Give me back my filial fears,
Humble, loving confidence,

Praying sighs, and speaking tears. Weak and helpless may I be,

To Thine only will resigned; Ever hanging upon Thee, Simple, ignorant, and blind.

Abba Father! hear my cry;
Look upon Thy weeping child.
Weeping at Thy feet I lie;

Kiss me, and be reconciled.

Take me up into Thine arms,

Let me hang upon Thy breast; Hide me there secure from harms; Lull my sorrowing soul to rest.

1740.

FOR CONSTANCY.

JESU, Shepherd of the sheep,
Pity my unsettled soul;

Guide, and nourish me, and keep,
Till Thy Love shall make me whole.
Give me perfect soundness, give,
Make me steadfastly believe.

Jesus, I behold Thee now:

But my ever-roving eye Loses Thee, I know not how ;

Soon I faint, fall back, and die;

Doubt again my heart assails,
Unbelief again prevails.

I am never at one stay;
Changing every hour I am:
But Thou art, as yesterday,
Now and evermore the same.
Constancy to me impart;

'Stablish with Thy grace my heart.