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HYMN 336. 8 lines, 7's & 6's.
ATHER, in the Name I pray
Of thy incarnate Love;

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Humbly ask, that as my day,
My suffering strength may prove :
When my sorrows most increase,
Let thy strongest joys be given;
Jesus, come with my distress,
And agony is heaven.

2 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
For good remember me!
Me, whom thou hast caus'd to trust
For more than life on thee:
With me in the fire remain,

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Till like burnish'd gold I shine; Meet, through consecrated pain, To see the Face Divine.

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L. M.

TERNAL Beam of Light divine,. Fountain of unexhausted love; In whom the Father's glories shine, Thro' earth beneath, and heaven above?

2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest,
Give me thy easy yoke to bear;
With steadfast patience arm my breast,'
With spotless love, and lowly fear.

3 Thankful I take the cup from thee,
Prepar'd and mingled by thy skill;
Though bitter to the taste it be,.
Powerful the wounded soul to heal.

4 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh!

[gone; So shall each murmuring thought be And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly, As clouds before the mid-day sun. 5 Speak to my warring passions, "Peace;" Say to my trembling heart, "Be still;" Thy power my strength and fortress is, For all things serve thy sovereign will. 6 0 death! where is thy sting? Where now Thy boasted victory, O grave?

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Who shall contend with God? or who
Can hurt whom God delights to save?

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HOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of
Peace,

For thee my thirsty soul doth pine;
My longing heart implores thy grace,
O make me in thy likeness shine!
2 With fraudless, even, humble mind,
Thy will in all things may
I see;
Through love be wish resign'd,
And hallow'd my whole heart to thee.
3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails,
With lamb-like patience arm my breast;
When grief my wounded soul assails,
In lowly meekness may I rest.

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4 Close by thy side still may I keep,
Howe'er life's various current flow;
With steadfast eye mark every step,
And follow thee where'er thou go.

5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast won ;
Alone thou hast the wine-press trod;
In me thy strength'ning grace be shewn,
O may I conquer through thy blood!

6 So when on Sion thou shalt stand,
And all heaven's host adore their King,
Shall I be found at thy right hand,
And free from pain thy glory sing.

THOU, to whose all-searching sight, The darkness shineth as the light; Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee, O burst these bonds, and set it free!

2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross,
Nail my affections to the cross:
Hallow each thought; let all within
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean!"

3 If in this darksome wild I stray,
Be thou my Light, be thou my Way;
No foes, no violence I fear,

No fraud, while thou, my God, art near.

4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe; Jesus, thy timely aid impart,

And raise my head, and cheer my heart.

5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untir'd I follow thee!
O let thy hand support me still,
And lead me to thy holy hill!

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6 If rough and thorny be the way,
My strength proportion to my day ;-
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease,
Where all is calm, and joy, and peace.

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HE thing my God doth hate
That I no more may do,

Thy creature, Lord, again create
And all my soul renew:
My soul shall then, like thine,
Abhor the thing unclean;
And, sanctify'd by love divine,
For ever cease from sin.

2 That blessed law of thine,
Jesus, to me impart ;
The Spirit's law of life divine,
O write it in my heart!
Implant it deep within,

Whence it may ne'er remove,
The law of liberty from sin,
The perfect law of love.

3 Thy nature be my law,
Thy spotless sanctity:

And sweetly every moment draw
My happy soul to thee.
Soul of my soul remain,

Who didst for all fulfil;
In me, O Lord, fulfil again,
Thy heavenly Father's Will.

JESUS, let thy dying ery

Pierce to the bottom of my heart:
Its evils cure, its wants supply,
And bid my unbelief depart...

2 Slay the dire root and seed of sin; Prepare for thee the holiest place! Then, O essential Love, come in!

And fill thy house with endless praise.

3 Let me, according to thy word,

A tender, contrite heart receive, Which grieves at having griev'd its Lord, And never can itself forgive.

4 A heart, thy joys and griefs to feel,
A heart that cannot faithless prove;
A heart where Christ alone may dwell,
All praise, all meekness, and all love.

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GOD of eternal truth and grace,

Thy faithful promise seal!

Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race,
In us, even us, fulfil.

2 Let us, to perfect love restor'd,
Thy image here retrieve;

And in the presence of our Lord,
The life of angels live.

3 That mighty faith on me bestow,
Which cannot ask in vain :

Which holds, and will not let thee go,
Till I my suit obtain.

4 Till thou into my soul inspire

The perfect love unknown:
And tell my infinite desire,

"Whate'er thou wilt be done.”

5 But is it possible that I

Should live, and sin no more?
Lord, if on thee I dare rely,
The faith shall bring the power.