A fountain which will ever run
With waters sweet and clear? 4. No good in creatures can be found But may be found in thee;
I must have all things, and abound, While Gop is God to me.
5 Ob, that I had a stronger faith, To look within the veil;
To credit what my Saviour saith, Whose word can never fail!
6 He, that has made my heaven secure, Will here all good provide; While CHRIST is rich, can I be What can I want beside?
7 O LORD! I cast my care on thee; I triumph and adore:
Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please thee more.
249 L. M. Martin's Lane 67. Langdon 217.
Fr Love to Christ present or absent.
1 OF all the joys we mortals know, JESUS, thy love exceeds the rest! Love the best blessing here below, The nearest image of the blest. 2 While we are held in thy embrace, There's not a thought attempts to rove; Each smile upon thy beauteous face Fixes, and charms, and fires our love. 3 While of thy absence we complain, And long or weep in all we do, There's a strange pleasure in the pain; And tears have their own sweetness too. 4 When round thy courts by day we rove, Or ask the watchmen of the night, For some kind tidings of thy love, Thy very name creates delight,
5 JESUS, our God, yet rather come! Our eyes would dwell upon thy face; "Tis best to o see our LORD at home, And feel the presence of his grace. ¡1
250 7s. Cookham 36. 7s. Cookham 36. Alcester 213.
Kia Lovest thou me? John xxi, 16.1
IS a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought
Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his, or am I not?
2 If I love, why am Ithus?cole Trá Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse Who have never heard his name, 3 [Could my heart so hard remain;ond Prayer a task and burthen prove; T & Every trifle give me pain, her t If I knew a Saviour's love? valkeit
4. When I turn my eyes within,
All is dark, and vain, and wild; t Fill'd with unbelief and sin; hi
Can I deem myself a child?t 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, st Sin is mix'd with all I do ;
You that love the LORD indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you?
6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall: A a Should I grieve for what I feel, boti If I did not love at all? b. 92. B p 7 [Could I joy his saints to meet; b Choose the ways I once abhorr'd Find, at times, the promise sweet ; If I did not love the LORD?
8. LORD, decide the doubtful case! Thou, who art thy people's sun,
Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun.
9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray! If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day..
251 L. M. Lebanon 79.
Desiring to love Christ. ⠀
1 COME, let me love! or is my mind Harden'd to stone, or froze to ice?
I see the blessed fair one bend, isola And stoop t' embrace me from the skies. 2 Oh! 'tis a thought would melt a rock, And make a heart of iron mové,
That those sweet lips, that heavenly look, Should seek and wish a mortal love!
3 I was a traitor doom'd to fire, Bound to sustain eternal pains; He flew on wings of strong desire, Assum'd my guilt, and took my chains! 4 Infinite grace! almighty charms! Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies! JESUS, the God, éxtends his arms→→→ Hangs on a cross of love, and dies. 5 Did pity ever stoop so low, Dress'd in divinity and blood? Was ever rebel courted so
6 Again he lives! and spreads his hands- Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart; By these dear wounds! says he, and stands, And prays to clasp me to his heart. 7 Sure I must love; or are my ears Still deaf, nor will my passions move? Lord! melt this flinty heart to tears;— This heart shall yield to death or love.
252 (1st P.) C. M. Sprague 166. Brighton 208.
Profession of Love to Christ.
1 AND have I, CHRIST, no love for thee, No passion for thy charms? No wish my Saviour's face to see, I And dwell within his arms? 2 Is there no spark of gratitude In this cold heart of mine,
To him whose generous bosom glow'd With friendship all divine?
baA 3 Can I pronounce his charming name, His acts of kindness tell;
And, while I dwell upon the tlreme, No sweet emotion feel?
4 Such base ingratitude as this: What heart but must detest !uide of Sure CHRIST deserves the noblest place In every human breast.
5 A very wretch, LORD! I should prove,
Had I no love for thee: norest ut & Rather than not my Saviour love, un A 0 may I cease to be! DR. S. STENNETT.
252 (24 P.) S. M. Ryland 48. Stoke 207.
Desiring to love Christ more.
THOU good and gracious LORD, Whom I unseen adore;
But if thy love has reach'd my heart, I fain would love thee more. 992
Of all the things in hell,
Not to love thee is worst;"
Fill'd with thy love, among the damn'd, I could not be accurs'd!
Of all the things in heav'n,
The love of CHRIST is best;
And till this bliss to me is giv'n, I cannot, will not, rest.
Uxbridge 161. New Jerusalem 230. Lock 49.
Supreme Love to Christ.
1 MY gracious Redeemer I love!
His praises aloud I'll proclaim,
And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name: To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them incessantly shine, My boundless ineffable joy. 2 He freely, redeem'd, with his blood, My soul from the 'confines of hell, To live on the smiles of my God, And in his sweet presence to dwell; To shine with the angels of light, With saints and with seraphs to sing; To view, with eternal delight, **** My JESUS, my Saviour, my King. 3 In Meshech, as yet I reside,
A darksome and restless abode !a Molested with foes on each side, And longing to dwell with my God: Oh, when shall my spirit exchange This cell of corruptible clay For mansions celestial, and range Thro' realms of ineffable day!
4 [My glorious Redeemer! I long To see thee descend on the cloud, Amidst the bright numberless throng And mix with the triumphing crowd: Oh, when wilt thou bid me ascend, To join in thy praises above,
Το gaze on thee, world without end, And feast on thy ravishing love?]
5 [Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain, Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear,
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