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'Tis mercy all, that Thou hast brought
My mind to seek her peace in Thee ! Yet while I seek, but find Thee not,
No peace my wand'ring soul shall see. ( when shall all my wand'rings end, And all my steps to Thee-ward tend ?
Is there a thing beneath the sun,
That strives with Thee my heart to share ? Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there :
O hide this Self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me may live ! My vile affections crucify,
Nor let one darling lust survive. In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek but Thee.
O Love, Thy sovereign aid impart,
To save me from low-thoughted care · Chase this self-will thro' all my heart,
Thro' all its latent mazes there : Make me Thy duteous child, that I Ceaseless may “ Abba Father!” cry.
Ah no! ne'er will I backward turn :
Thine wholly, Thine alone I am ! Thrice happy he, who views with scorn
Earth's toys, for Thee his constant flame. O help, that I may never move From the blest footsteps of Thy love!
Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
I am thy Love, thy God, thy All ! To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice.
“ COMMIT THY WAY UNTO THE LORD : TRUST ALSO
Commit thou all thy griefs
And ways into His hands;
Who earth and heaven commands.
Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey ;
He shall prepare thy way.
Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe shalt thou go on;
So shall thy work be done.
No profit canst thou gain
By self-consuming care ;
Attends the softest prayer.
Thy wisdom infinite,
Father, Thy ceaseless love Sees all Thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove :
And whatsoe'er Thou willst,
Thou dost, O King of Kings ; What Thy unerring wisdom chose,
Thy power to being brings.
Still heavy is thy heart ?
Still sink thy spirits down ?
And every care be gone.
Far, far, above thy thought
His counsel shall appear, When fully He the work hath wrought,
That caus'd thy needless fear.
“ LEAD ME IN THE WAY EVERLASTING.”
() thou, to whose all-searching sight
Wash out its stains, refine its dross,
If in this darksome wild i stray,
When rising floods my soul o'erflow,