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4 Let not, Lord, my wand'ring mind
Follow after fleeting toys,
Solid and substantial joys;
Through eternity shall last.
5 Lord, how happy is the heart,
After Thee while it aspires !
It shall see the glorious scene
W HAT shall we render unto Thee,
I Thou glorious Lord of life and pow'r !
To praise Thee as thy saints above;
2 When like lost sheep we wander'd wide,
And left the watchful shepherd's eye;
Our Jesus from the heav'ns came down
3 He bore our sins upon the tree,
(To seek and save the lost he came :)
The captive flock from hell was freed,
And ransom'd when their shepherd bled. 4 Before the Father's awful throne,
Our merciful High Priest he stands;
His people's everlasting friend,
Who loving-loves them to the end. 5 May we his blood-bought flock rejoice,
Him for our Lord and God to own,
Be growing up in holiness,
6 Then shall our grateful songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be wip'd away;
O praise Him! all beneath, above,
For Spiritual Strength. SON of God, thy blessing grant,
Still supply my ev'ry want,
Tree of life thine influence shed,
Wither without thee, and die,
O confirm my soul in thee! 3 Unsustain’d by thee, I fall,
Send the strength for which I call;
Help I ev'ry moment need.
Love me, save me to the end!
Take the everlasting praise ! 79 Panting after God.
P. M. MHOU hidden love of God, whose height,
1 Whose depth unfathom’d no man knows, I see from far thy beauteous light,
And longing sigh for thy repose ; My heart is pain’d, nor can it be
At rest, till it find rest in thee. 2 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 ev'ry motion there:
3 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! 4 O love! thy sov'reign aid impart,
To save me from low-thoughted care; Chase this self-will through all my heart,
Through all its latent mazes there: Make me thy duteous child, that I
Ceaseless may Abba, Father, cry. 5 Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
“ I am thy God, thy Life, thy All!!! To feel thy pow'r, to hear thy voice, To taste thy love--be all my choice!
U Harmonious to the ear;
And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contriv'd a way
To save rebellious man;
Which drew the wond'rous plan.
'Twas grace that wrote my name
In thy eternal book ;
Who all my sorrows took,
To tread the heav'nly road;
While pressing on to God.
And made my eyes o'erflow;
And will not let me go.
Through everlasting days;
And well deserves the praise.
O let thy grace inspire
And all my days be thine.
JESUS, thy blood and righteousness,
My beauty are, my glorious dress; Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head.