4 In life's short day, let me yet more
Of thy enlivening power implore;
My mind must deeper sink in Thee,
My foot stand firm, from wandering free.
5 One only care my soul should know,
Father, all thy commands to do;
Ah! deep engrave it on my breast,
That I in Thee alone am blest.
The example of Christ in Prayer.
1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy word;
But in thy life, the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy Father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air,
Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer:
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and thy victory too.
4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here:
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
Humble Profession.
1 My blessed Saviour, is thy love
So great, so full, so free?
Behold, I give my love, my heart,
My life, my all to Thee.
2 I love Thee for the glorious worth
In thy great Self I see:
I love Thee for that shameful cross
Thou hast endured for me.
3 No man of greater love can boast,
Than for his friend to die;
But for thy enemies Thou wast slain;
What love with thine can vie?
4 Though in the very form of God,
With heavenly glory crown'd,
Thou wouldst partake of human flesh,
Beset with troubles round.
5 Thou wouldst like wretched man be made, In every thing but sin;
That we as like Thee might become,
As we unlike have been:
6 Like Thee in faith, in meekness, love,
In every beauteous grace;
From glory thus to glory changed,
As we behold thy face.
7 O Lord, I'll treasure in my soul,
The memory of thy love;
And thy dear name shall still to me
A grateful odour prove.
8 Thy friends, the excellent on earth,
Shall be my chief delight;
And when alone, I'll make thy law
My study, day and night.
9 Where Thou dost pitch thy tent, and where
Thy Honour deigns to dwell,
There I'll fix mine, and there reside,
There thy love's wonders tell.
Fervent Vows and Petitions.
I THEE Will I love, my strength and tower,
Thee will I love, my joy and crown;
Thee will I love with all my power,
In all my works, and Thee alone!
Thee will I love, till the pure fire Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. 2 In darkness willingly I stray'd;
I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved;
For wide my wandering thoughts were spread,
Thy creatures more than Thee I loved :
And now, if more at length I see,
'Tis through thy light, and comes from Thee. 3 I thank Thee, uncreated Sun,
That thy bright beams on me have shined:
I thank Thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind;
I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice
Bids my freed heart in Thee rejoice.
4 Give to my eyes refreshing tears,
Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires;
Give to my soul, with filial fears,
The love that all heaven's host inspires;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.
5 Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown!
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God!
Thee will I love, though all may frown,
And thorns and briers perplex my road;
Yea, when my flesh and heart decay,
Thee shall I love in endless day.
Review of Life crowned with Mercies. 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
2 O how shall words with equal warmth
The gratitude declare,
That glows within my ravish'd heart!
But Thou canst read it there.
3 Thy providence my life sustain'd
And all my wants redress'd,
When in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.
4 To all my weak complaints and cries,
Thy mercy lent an ear,
E'er yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd
To form themselves in prayer.
5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul,
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flow'd.
6 When in the slippery paths of youth,
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm unseen convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man.
7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently clear'd my way,
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.
8 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renew'd my face;
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.
9 Thy bounteous hand with temporal goods Has made my cup run o'er,
And in a kind and faithful friend,
Has doubled all my store.
10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts,
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
11 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
12 When Nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
Thy mercy shall adore.
13 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise;
For, O! Eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.
Confidence in the Truth and Faithfulness of God.
1 THAT "I am thine, my Lord and God!
Sprinkled and ransom'd by thy blood,".
Repeat that word once more,
With such an energy and light,
That this world's flattery nor spite
To shake me never may have power.
2 From various cares my heart retires;
Though deep and boundless its desires,
I'm now to please but One:
He, before whom the elders bow,
With Him is all my business now,
And with the souls that are his own.
3 This is my joy, (which ne'er can fail,) -
To see my Saviour's arm prevail;
To mark the steps of grace;
How new-born souls convinced of sin,
His blood reveal'd to them within,
Extol my Lamb in every place.
4 With these my happy lot is cast:
Through the world's deserts rude and waste,
Or through its gardens fair;
Whether the storm of malice sweeps,
Or all in dead supineness sleeps;
Still to go on, be my whole care.
5 See! the dear flock by Jesus drawn,
In bless'd simplicity move on;
They trust his Shepherd's crook:
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