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8 Satan, with all his arts, no more

Me from the Gospel hope can move;
I shall receive the gracious power,

And find the pearl of perfect love.
4 My flesh, which cries, ---It cannot be,

Shall silence keep before the Lord;
And earth, and hell, and sin shall flee

At Jesus' everlasting word.

C. M.
Entire purification.
FOREVER here my rest shall be,

Close to thy bleeding side;
This all my hope, and all my plea,

For me the Saviour died.
2 My dying Saviour, and my God,

Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood,

And cleanse and keep me clean.
3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own;

Wash me, and mine thou art;
Wash me, but not my feet alone,

My hands, my head, my heart.
4 The' atonement of thy blood apply,

Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,

And all my soul be love.

6th P. M, 6 lines 78.
Entire consecration.
ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost,
As by the celestial host,

Lei thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to thee be given,
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.

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2 Vilest of the sinful race,

Lo! I answer to thy call :
Mennest vessel of thy grace,

Grure divinely free for all;
Lo! I come to do thy will,
All thy counsel to fültil.
3 If so poor a worm as I

May to thy great glory live,
All my actions sanctily,

All my worls and thoughts receive;
Claim nie for thy service, claim
All I bave, and all I am.
4 Take my soul and bolly's powers;

Take my mem'ry, mim, and will;
All my goods, and all my hours;

All I know, and all I feel;
All I think, or speak, or do;
Taku my heart, but make it new.

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C. M. Longing to be dissolved in love. JESUS Patlu died that I might live,

Might live to God ; In himi eternal life receive,

And be in spirit one.
2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace,

The gitt unspeakable;
And wait with arms of faith to embrace,

And all thy love to feul.
3 My soul breaks out in strong desire

The perfect bliss to prove; My litiging heart is all on fire

To be dissolved in love. 4 Give me thyself; from every boast,

From every wiah set free; Let all I am in thee be lost,

But give thyself to me.

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C. M,


5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice,

Unless thyself be given;
Thy presence nakes my paradise,

And where thou art is heaven.
Soul and body dedicated to the Lord.
ET Hiin to whom we now belong,

His sov'reign right assert;
And take up every thankful song,

And every loving heart.
2 He justly claims us for his own,

Who bought us with a price:
The Christian lives to Christ alone;

To Christ alone he dies.
3 Jesus, thine own at last receive;

Fulfil our bearts' desire;
And let us to thy glory live,

And in thy cause expire.
4 Onr souls and bodies we resign;
With joy we render thee
Our all, -no longer ours, but thine

To all eternity. 528

20th P. M. 66, 77, n. Panting for the fulness of Deity. SAVIOUR, the world's and mine,

! Thou my puin, iny curse, hast borne ;

All my sins were Inid on thee :
Help me, Lord, for thee I mourn;

Draw me, Saviour, after thee.
2 To love is all niy wish;
I only live for this:
Grant me, Lord, my henrt's desire,
There, by faith, forever dwell;
This I always will require,

Thee, and only thee to feel.

3 Thy power I pant to prove,

Rooted and fix'd in love; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might,

Wise to fathom things divine,
What the length, and breadth, and height,

What the depth of love like thine.
4 Ah! give me this to know,

With all thy saints below;
Swells niy soul to compass thee:

Pants in thee to live and move; Filld with all the Deity,

Al immersed and lost in love!


L. M. Thirsting for the fulness of love. I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God,

To wash me in thy cleansing blood; To dwell within thy wounds; then pain ls sweet, and life of death is gain. 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be Forever closed to all but thee: Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love forever there. 3 How blest are they who still abide Close ebelter'd in thy bleoding side! Who thence their life and strength derive, And by thee move, and in thee Live. 4 What are our works but sin and death, Till thou thy quick 'ning Spirit breathe! Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move O wondrous grace ! O bouindlubs love! 8 How can it be, thou heavenly King, That thou shouldst us to glory bringi Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown!

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6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
Our words are lost, nor will we know,
Nor will we think of aught beside,
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.

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1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.
Ardent longings for the blessing.
COME, O thou universal Good;

Balm of the wounded conscience, come!
The hungry, dying spirit's food,
The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home;
Haven to take the shipwreck'd in,
My everlasting rest from sin.
2 Come, O my comfort and delight;

My strength and health, my shield and sud;
My boast, and confidence, and might,

My joy, my glory, and my crown:
My Gospel hope, my calling's prize;
My tree of life, my paradise.
3 The Secret of the Lord thou art,

The mystery so long unknown ;
Christ in a pure and perfect heart;
The name inscribed on the white stone :
The life divine, the little leaven,
My precious pearl, my present heaven.

C. M.
Love alone victorious.
WHEN shall I see the welcome hour
Spirit of health, and life, and power,

And perfect liberty.
2 Love only can the conquest win,
The strength of sin subdue :
Come, O my Saviour, cast out sin,

And form my soul anew.

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