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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 :
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it has found repose in Thee.

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 thou all thy griefs

And ways into His hands;
To His sure truth and tender care,

Who earth and heaven commands.

Who points the clouds their course,

Whom winds and seas obey ;
He shall direct thy wandring feet,

He shall prepare thy way.

Thou on the Lord rely,

So safe shalt thou go on;
Fix on His work thy stedfast eye,

So shall thy work be done.

No profit canst thou gain

By self-consuming care ;
To Him commend thy cause, his ear

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 ?
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,

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.


() thou, to whose all-searching sight
The darkness shineth as the light,
Search, prove my heart; it pants for Thee :
O burst these bands, and set it free.

Wash out its stains, refine its dross,
Nail my affections to the cross !
Hallow each thought, let all within
Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean.

If in this darksome wild i stray,
Be Thou my light, be Thou my way:
No foes, no violence I fear,
No fraud, while Thou, my God, art near.

When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe,
Jesu, Thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head and cheer my heart.

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