Jesus, on Thee our hope depends,

To lead us on to Thine abode :
Assured our home will make amends
For all our toil while on the road.

Similar Hymns.

Book I. Hymns 4, 7, 9, 11, 25, 35, 36, 39, 41, 46, 47, 48, 70, 95, 128, 132.

Book II. Hymns 45, 46, 47.

V. DEDICATION AND SURRENDER.

59. OLD THINGS ARE PASSED AWAY.

LET worldly minds the world pursue,
It has no charms for me;

Once I admired its trifles too,
But grace has set me free.

Its pleasures now no longer please,
No more content afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these,
Now I have seen the Lord.

As by the light of op'ning day
The stars are all conceal'd,
So earthly pleasures fade away
When Jesus is reveal'd.

Creatures no more divide my choice,

I bid them all depart;

His name, and love, and gracious voice,
Have fix'd my roving heart.

Now, Lord, I would be Thine alone,
And wholly live to Thee;

But may I hope that Thou wilt own
A worthless worm like me?

Yes! though of sinners I'm the worst,
I cannot doubt Thy will;

For if Thou hadst not loved me first,
I had refused Thee still.*

60. THE POWER OF GRACE.

HAPPY the birth where Grace presides To form the future life!

In Wisdom's path the soul she guides,
Remote from noise and strife.

Since I have known the Saviour's name,
And what for me He bore,
No more I toil for empty fame,
I thirst for gold no more.

Placed by His hand in this retreat,
I make His love my theme,
And see that all the world calls great
Is but a waking dream.

* Jer. xxxi. 3.

Since He has rank'd my worthless name.
Amongst His favour'd few,

Let the mad world who scoff at them,
Revile and hate me too.

O Thou whose voice the dead can raise, And soften hearts of stone,

And teach the dumb to sing Thy praise, This work is all Thine own!

Thy wondering saints rejoice to see
A wretch like me restored;

And point, and say, 'How changed is he
Who once defied the Lord!'

Grace bid me live, and taught my tongue
To aim at notes divine;

And Grace accepts my feeble song-
The glory, Lord, be Thine!

61. C. MY SOUL THIRSTETH FOR GOD.

I THIRST, but not (as once I did)

The vain delights of earth to share; Thy wounds, Emmanuel, all forbid

That I should seek my pleasures there.

It was the sight of Thy dear cross

First wean'd my soul from earthly things, And taught me to esteem as dross

The mirth of fools and pomp of kings.

I want that grace that springs from Thee,
That quickens all things where it flows,
And makes a wretched thorn like me
Bloom as the myrtle or the rose.

Dear fountain of delight unknown!
No longer sink below the brim,
But overflow, and pour me down
A living and life-giving stream!

For sure, of all the plants that share
The notice of Thy Father's eye,
None proves less grateful to His care,
Or yields Him meaner fruit, than I.

62. C. LOVE CONSTRAINING TO OBEDIENCE.
No strength of Nature can suffice
To serve the Lord aright;
And what she has she misapplies,
For want of clearer light.

How long beneath the law I lay
In bondage and distress!
I toil'd the precept to obey,

But toil'd without success.

Then, to abstain from outward sin
Was more than I could do;
Now, if I feel its power within,
I feel I hate it too.

Then, all my servile works were done

A righteousness to raise;

Now, freely chosen in the Son,

I freely choose His ways.

What shall I do, was then the word,
That I may worthier grow?
What shall I render to the Lord?
Is my inquiry now.

To see the law by Christ fulfill'd,
And hear His pardoning voice,
Changes a slave into a child,*
And duty into choice.

63. C. THE HEART HEALED AND CHANGED BY MERCY.

SIN enslaved me many years,
And led me bound and blind,
Till at length a thousand fears
Came swarming o'er
my mind.
'Where,' I said, in deep distress,
'Will these sinful pleasures end!

How shall I secure my peace,

And make the Lord my friend?'

*Rom. iii. 31.