II. Thou my one thing needful be, III. Fairer than the fons of men, IV. Whom have Í on earth below? Whom have I, in heav'n, but Thee? V. All my treasure is above, All my riches is thy love: Who the worth of love can tell? Infinite! unfearchable! VI. Nothing else may I require; Let me Thee alone defire: Pleas'd with what thy love provides; Wean'd from all the world befides. F LXVII. Submiffion. C. M. I. LORD, my beft defire fulfil, Life, health, and comfort to thy will, II. Why fhould I fhrink at thy command, No, let me rather freely yield IV. Thy favour, all my journey through, V. Wisdom and mercy guide my way, Shall I refift them both? A poor blind creature of a day, And crufh'd before the moth. VI. But ah! my inward fpirit cries, Elfe the next cloud that veils my skies, LXVIII. Praying in Faith. 75. 1. OME, my foul, thy fuit prepare, COM He himself has bid thee pray, II. Thou art coming to a King, III. With my burden I begin; Set IV. Lord, I come to Thee for reft, There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. V. While I am a pilgrim here, As my Guide, iny Guard, my Friend, VI. Shew me what I have to do, LXIX. Come Lord Jefus. P. M. COM I. OME, Thou long expected Jefus, Born to fet thy people free; From our fears and fins releafe us, Let us find our reft in Thee! Ifrael's ftrength and confolation, Hope of all the earth Thou art; Dear defire of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry longing heart. II. Born thy people to deliver, Born a Child, and yet a King, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. Raife us to thy glorious throne! LXX. Mercy. 11s. I. HY mercy, my God, is the theme of my fong, THY The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Has won my affections, and bound my foul faft. II. Without thy fweet mercy, I could not live here; Sin foon would reduce me to utter despair; |