2. Thy secret voice invites me still

The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
Yet hindrances strew all the way;

I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.
3. T is mercy all, that thou hast brought,
My mind to seek her peace in thee:
Yet, while I seek, but find thee not,
No peace my wandering soul shall see.
O when shall all my wanderings end,
And all my steps to thee-ward tend!
4. 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 every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

For the Influences of the Spirit.
1. I want the spirit of power within,
Of love, and of a healthful mind;
Of power to conquer every sin,

Of love to God and all mankind;
Of health that pain and death defies,
Most vigorous when the body dies.
2. O that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me his constant home,
And keep possession of my breast;
And make my soul his loved abode,
The temple of indwelling God!

thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my de fenceless head

Rejoicing in Christ.

1. Sweet thy memory, Savior blest,
In the true believer's breast;
Musing on thy precious name,
Purest joys his heart inflame.
By the ear or tuneful tongue
Nought so sweet is heard or sung;
Nought the mind can dwell upon
Sweet as God's beloved Son.

2. Thou the contrite sinner's stay,
Who thy goodness can display?
How to these who seek thee kind!
What, ah, what to those who find.
Tongue can speak not their delight,
Nor can pen of man indite;
None can know, but they who prove,
What it is their Lord to love.