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Thy love for a sinner declare,
l'hy passion and death on the trees My spirit to Calvary bear,
To suffer and triumph with thee.
There only I covet to rest,
Or rise to be hid in thy breast;
And never a moment depart;
Eternally held in thy heart. 378.
Job xxiii, 3. 1 OH, that I knew the secret place,
Where I might find my God? I'd spread my wants before his face,
And pour my woes abroad.
What sorrows I sustain;
And leaves my heart in pain.
To wrestle with my God;
And for my Saviour's blood.
And heal my broken bones;
The language of their groans.
And banish every fear;
To spread thy sorrows there. 379.
'04 to day,
A nearness to my'God:
Then should my hours glide sweet away,
And lean upon his word.
Anew from day to day;
Nor ever take away.
And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart,
Nor grieve thy love divine;
Thy goodness I'll adore;
P. M. 380. None upon earth I desire besides thet.
Psalm lxxiji. 25. 1 HOW tedious and tasteless the hours,
When Jesus no longer I see; Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flower Have Iret all their sweetness with me; The midsummer's-sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay; But when I am happy in him,
December's as pleasant as May.
And sweeter than music his voice;
My summer would last all the year. s Content with beholding his face,
My all to his pleasure resign’d;
While bless'd with a sense of his love,
If Jesus would dwell with me there. * Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine,
If thou art my sun and my song;
tongue declure O knit my thankful heart to thee,
And reign without a rival there. 2 O grant that nothing in my soul
May dwell, but thy pure love alone!
my crown 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray!
All pain before thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
Where'er thy healing beams arise. 4 Unwearied may I this pursue,
Dauntless to the high prize aspire; Hourly within my soul renew
This holy fame, this heavenly fire. 5 Still let thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things thy love hath wrought? Still lead me, lest I go astray:
Direct my word, inspire my thonght.
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Receive me in the trying hour. 382.
Psalm i. 2.
Divinely drawn to follow thee:
Our night in praisc and pray'r.
Or unimprov'd below:
And only thee to know.
Too short to sing thy praise;
In everlasting lays.
A bright harmonious throng!
The new eternal song.
L. M. 383.
Desiring Communion with God.
To perfect happiness aspires,
e I thirst to drink unmingled love
From the pure fountain-head above;
Empty'd of sin, and full of thee. 3 For thee I pant, for thee I burn;
Art thou withdrawn' again return,
Thou wilt not hear when sinners pray. 384.
L. M. 'I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God,
To dwell within thy wounds; then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be
For ever clos'd to all but thee!
That pledge of love for ever there. 8 How blest are they who still abide,
Close shelter'd in thy bleeding side!
And by thee move, and in thee live,
Till thou thy quick’ning Spirit breathe?
C. M. 385.
Love to Christ. John xxi. 15. "Do not I love thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart, and see: