2 Seek, O Lord, thy wandering sheep;
Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on thee my every care;
Bear me, on thy bosom bear.
3 Let me know thy gracious voice;
More and more in thee rejoice;
More and more of thee receive;
Ever in thy spirit live:-
4 Live, till all thy love I know,
Perfect in my Lord below;
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gathered to the fold above.
I LORD! we believe a rest remains,
To all thy people known;
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns ;-
For thou art served alone:
2 A rest where all our souls desire
Is fixed on things above;
Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.
3 0 that we now that rest might know,
Believe and enter in!
Thou Holiest! now the power bestow,
And let us cease from sin.
4 Remove this hardness from our heart,
This unbelief remove :
The rest of perfect faith impart,
The sabbath of thy love.
Angels from Heaven Strengthening Him.
1 LORD! in thy garden agony,
No light seemed on thy soul to break,
No form of seraph lingered nigh,
Nor yet the voice of comfort spake ;
2 Till, by thine own triumphant' word,
The victory over ill was won;
Till the sweet, mournful cry was heard,
Thy will, O God, not mine, be done!"
3 Lord, bring these precious moments back, When, fainting, against sin we strain; Or in thy counsels fail to track
Aught but the present grief and pain. 4 In weakness, help us to contend';
In darkness, yield to God our will;
And true hearts, faithful to the end,
Cheer by thine holy angels still!
1 AND can my heart aspire so high,
To say, "My Father," God?
Lord, at thy feet, I fain would lie,
And learn to kiss the rod.
2 I would submit to all thy will,
For thou art good and wise;
Let each rebellious thought be still,
Nor one faint murmur rise.
3 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom,
And bid me wait serene,
Till hopes and joys immortal bloom,
And brighten all the scene.
4" My Father, God," permit my heart
To plead her humble claim,
And ask the bliss those words impart,
In my Redeemer's name.
1 FATHER of all! in every age,
In every clime, adored,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!-
2. Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent
At aught thy wisdom has denied,
Or aught thy goodness lent.
3 This day be bread and peace my
All else beneath the sun
Thou knowest if best bestowed or not;
And let thy will be done.
4 Yet not to earth's contracted span
Thy goodness let me bound,
Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round.
5 To thee whose temple is all space,
Whose altar, earth, sea, skies,
One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise.
1 FATHER of all, whose cares extend
To earth's remotest shore,
Through every age let praise ascend,
And every clime adore.
2 Mean though I am, not wholly so,
Since quickened by thy breath;
Lord, lead me wheresoe'er I go,
Through this day's life or death.
3 Teach me to feel another's woe,
To hide the fault I see;
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.
4 If I am right, thy grace impart
Still in the right to stay ;
If I am wrong, O teach my heart
To find that better way.
5 What conscience dictates to be done,
Or warns me not to do,
This teach me more than hell to shun,
That more than heaven pursue.
1 LIGHT of Life, Seraphic Fire,
Love Divine, thyself impart;
Every fainting soul inspire;
Shine in every drooping heart!
Every mournful sinner cheer;
Scatter all our guilty gloom;
Love of God, appear, appear!
To thy human temples come.
2 Come, in this accepted hour;
Bring thy heavenly kingdom in!
Fill us with thy glorious power,
Rooting out the seeds of sin:
Nothing more can we require,
We will covet nothing less;
Be thou all our heart's desire,
Be our heaven-in holiness.
4 "My Father, God," permit my heart
To plead her humble claim,
And ask the bliss those words impart,
In my Redeemer's name.
1 FATHER of all! in every age,
In every clime, adored,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!-
2 Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent
At aught thy wisdom has denied,
Or aught thy goodness lent.
3 This day be bread and peace my lot:
All else beneath the sun
Thou knowest if best bestowed or not;
And let thy will be done.
4 Yet not to earth's contracted span
Thy goodness let me bound,
Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round.
5 To thee whose temple is all space,
Whose altar, earth, sea, skies,
One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise.
1 FATHER of all, whose cares extend
To earth's remotest shore,
. Through every age let praise ascend,
every clime adore.
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