5 Thy gifts, alas! cannot suffice, Thy presence makes my paradise, 527 L C. M. Soul and body dedicated to the Lord. ET Him to whom we now belong, 2 He justly claims us for his own, 3 Jesus, thine own at last receive; And let us to thy glory live, 4 Our souls and bodies we resign; Our all,—no longer ours, but thine 528 20th P. M. 66, 77, 77. Panting for the fulness of the Deity. SAVI Thou my pain, my curse, hast borne; Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There, by faith, forever dwell: This I always will require, Thee, and only thee to feel. 3 Thy power I pant to prove, Rooted and fix'd in love; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth, and height, What the depth of love like thine. 4 Ah! give me this to know, With all thy saints below; Swells my soul to compass thee: Pants in thee to live and move; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immersed and lost in love! 529 I Thirsting for the fulness of love. L. M. THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 3 How blest are they who still abide 4 What are our works but sin and death, 5 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, 530 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Ardent longings for the blessing. OME, O thou universal Good, C Balm of the wounded conscience, come! The hungry, dying spirit's food, The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home; 2 Come, O my comfort and delight; My strength and health, my shield and sun; My boast, and confidence, and might, My joy, my glory, and my crown: My Gospel hope, my calling's prize; My tree of life, my paradise. 3 The Secret of the Lord thou art, The mystery so long unknown; Christ in a pure and perfect heart; The name inscribed on the white stone: The life divine, the little leaven, My precious pearl, my present heaven. 531 Love alone victorious. C. M. WH HEN shall I see the welcome hour Spirit of health, and life, and power, 2 Love only can the conquest win, 3 No longer then my heart shall mourn, While, sanctified by grace, I only for his glory burn, 532 The affections crucified. JESUS, my life, thyself apply; Holy Spirit breathe: My vile affections crucify; C. M. 2 Conqu❜ror of hell, and earth, and sin, 3 More of thy life, and more I have, 4 Reign in me, Lord; thy foes control, 5 Scatter the last remains of sin, O make me glorious all within,- 533 0 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. A lively sacrifice to God. GOD, what off'ring shall I give To thee, the Lord of earth and skies? My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, A holy, living sacrifice: Small as it is, 'tis all my store; More shouldst thou have, if I had more. 2 Now, then, my God, thou hast my soul: 3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallow'd shrine, This house still let thy presence fill: 4 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might: 534 HOLY 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. Panting for purity. OLY Lamb, who thee receive, Day and night they cry to thee,— 2 Jesus, see my panting breast; Thine we are, thou Son of God; |