I am determined to know nothing, &c. 315 I AM DETERMINED TO KNOW NOTHING SAVE JESUS CHRIST, AND HIM CRUCIFIED. I [1 Corinthians ii. 2.] VAIN, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good! Who bought me with His blood: I trample on thy wealth and pride: And Jesus crucified. 2 Other knowledge I disdain, 3 4 Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, He tasted death for me; Me to save from endless woe The all-atoning Victim died; Only Jesus, &c. Turning to my rest again, The Saviour I adore; He relieves my grief and pain, And bids me weep no more; Rivers of salvation flow From out His head, His hands, His side; Only Jesus, &c. Here will I set up my rest; My fluctuating heart From the haven of Thy breast Shall never more depart : 5 6 7 Whither should a sinner go? Only Jesus, &c. What though all I am is sin? Sin cannot break my peace, Here is blood to wash me clean From all unrighteousness; This shall make me white as snow, On this for all things I confide; Only Jesus, &c. What though earth and hell engage Of persecution near; Suffering faith shall brighter glow, As gold when in the furnace tried; Only Jesus, &c. Him to know is life and peace And pleasure without end; On Jesus to depend, Only Jesus, &c. This saving truth to prove! Show the length, and breadth, and height, And depth of Jesu's love! Fain I would to sinners show The blood which all may feel applied; Only Jesus, &c. I am determined to know nothing, &c. 317 9 Him in all my works I seek, Who hung upon the tree; Only of His love I speak I 2 3 Who freely died for me : Of nothing will I think beside; THE SAME. LET the world their virtue boast, I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace : Other title I disclaim, This, only this, is all my plea; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me! Let the stronger sons of God That made them pure in heart : Happy they whose joys abound Like Jordan's swelling stream, Who their heaven in Christ have found, Enjoy their full felicity: I the chief, &c. 4 Blest are they, entirely blest, 5 6 7 8 Who can in Him rejoice, Lean on His beloved breast, And hear the Bridegroom's voice: Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see; I the chief, &c. Outward comforts have I none, Or sensible delight; Joy is to my soul unknown, My day is turn'd to night: No shade of change in Him can be; I, like Gideon's fleece, am found While the dew on all around Falls plenteous from the sky: Yet my Lord I cannot blame, The Saviour's grace for all is free; I the chief, &c. Still I see His unfelt grace Descending from above, But can neither pray nor praise, Nor fear my God, nor love: My soul from all iniquity; Surely He will lift me up, For I of Him have need; Pleading the Promise of Sanctification. 319 9 To bring fire on earth He came ; Jesu, Thou for me hast died, I shall Thy life receive: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me! PLEADING THE PROMISE OF SANCTIFICATION. Ezekiel xxxvi. 23, &c. I GOD of all power, and truth, and grace, 2 Calmly to Thee my soul looks up, 3 That I Thy mercy may proclaim, That all mankind Thy truth may see, 4 Chose from the world if now I stand I justly call the Saviour mine, |