Number me with salvation's heirs,
My sins and troubles end.
5 Nothing I ask or want beside,
Of all in earth or heaven;
But let me feel thy blood applied.
And live and die forgiven.
EIGHTS AND SIXES. 74.
AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry,
To thee, who would'st not have me die,
But know the truth and live:
Open mine eyes to see thy face,
Work in my heart the saving grace,
The life eternal give.
2 Shut in unbelief I groan,
And blindly serve a God unknown,
Till thou the veil remove;
The gift unspeakable impart,
And write thy name upon my heart,
And manifest thy love.
3 Thou bid'st us knock and voler u.
Come unto thee, and rest from sin,
The blessing seek and find:
Thou bidst us ask thy grace, and have;
Thou canst, thou wouldst this moment save
Both me and all mankind.
4 Be it according to thy word;
Now let me find my pard'ning Lord;
Let what I ask be given:
The bar of unbelief remove,
Open the door of faith and love,
And take me into heaven!
LORD, I despair myself to heal;
I see my sin, but cannot feel:
I cannot, till thy Spirit blow,
And bid the obedient waters flow.
2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give :
Thy gifts I only can receive;
Here, then, to thee I all resign,
To draw, redeem, and seal-are thine.
3 With simple faith on thee I call;
My light, my life, my Lord, my all:
I wait the moving of the pool;
I wait the word that speaks me whole.
4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure, Make my infected nature pure:
Peace, righteousness, and joy impart,
And pour thyself into my heart!
COME, let us join the hosts above,
Now in our youngest days;
Remember our Creator's love,
And lisp our Father's praise.
2 His majesty will not despise
The day of feeble things;
Grateful the songs of children rise,
And please the King of kings.
3 He loves to be remember'd thus,
And honour'd for his grace;
Out of the mouths of babes like us,
His wisdom perfects praise.
4 Glory to God, and praise, and power, Honour and thanks be given! Children and cherubim adore
The Lord of earth and heaven.
WHAT blest examples do I find
Writ in the word of truth,
Of children that began to mind
Religion in their youth.
2 Jesus, who reigns above the sky,
And keeps the world in awe,
Was once a child as young as I,
And kept his Father's law.
3 At twelve years old he talk'd with men,
(His parents wondering stand)
Yet he obey'd his mother then,
And came at her command.
4 Children their loud hosannas sung, And blest their Saviour's name;
They gave him honour with their tongue,
While scribes and priests blaspheme.
5 Samuel the child was wean'd and brought To wait upon the Lord;
Young Timothy betimes was taught
To know his holy word.
6 Then why should I so long delay
What others learn'd so young?
Let me not pass another day
Without this work begun.
HAPPY beyond description, he
Who in the paths of piety
Loves from his birth to run!
Its ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all its paths are joy and peace,
And heaven on earth begun.
2 If this felicity were mine,
I every other would resign,
With just and holy scorn;
Cheerful and blithe my way pursue,
And with the promised land in view,
Singing to God return.
LORD, I am young, thy help I need,
For various foes beset my way;
Be thou to me a friend indeca,
Nor let me from thy precepts stray.
2 My youthful heart with grace inspire,
To thee my every power incline;
And may the pure, celestial fire,
Within my bosom ever shine.
3 0 let the morning of my days
To thee and thee alone be given;
Increase my love, approve my ways,
And guide me safely into heaven.
LORD, teach a little child to pray,
Thy grace betimes impart;
And grant thy Holy Spirit may
Renew my infant heart.
2 A sinful creature I was born,
And from the birth I stray'd;
I must be wretched and forlorn
Without thy mercy's aid.
3 But Christ can all my sins forgive,
And wash away their stain;
And fit my soul with him to live,
And in his kingdom reign.
4 To him let little children come,
For he hath said they may;
His bosom then shall be their home
Their tears he'll wipe away.
5 For all who early seek his face
Shall surely taste his love;
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