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2 The law of Life 1 love,

And would its path pursue ;
Yet often grieve the Heavenly Dove,

And prove to Christ untrue. 3 In dust and ashes bowed,

O Lord, I cry to thee;
With sunlight mercy pierce this cloud,

And set my spirit free.
4 Frail child, thy Savior reigns-

He knows thine utmost need;
His hand shall lay thy foes in chains,

And thee to glory lead.


L. M.


1 My God! permit me not to be

A stranger to myself and thee;
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,

Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth,

And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,

And let my God, my Savior, go?
3 Call me away from flesh and sense;

One sovereign word can draw me thence;
I would obey thy voice divine,

And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth, with all her strife, withdrawn,

Let noise and vanity be gone;
In secret silence of the mind,
My heaven, and there my God, I find.


L. M. 61, C. WESLEY. 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 0, 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 in-dwelling God.


C. M.

C. Wesley. 11 want a principle within

Of jealous, godly fear;
A sensibility to sin,

A pain to find it near.
2 I want the first approach to feel

Of pride, or fond desire;
To catch the wandering of my will,

And quench the kindling fire.
3 From Thee that I no more may part,

No more Thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,

The tender conscience give. 4 Quick as the apple of an eye,

O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul, when sin is nigh,

And keep it still awake.


C. M.

C. WESLEY. 1 LORD, I believe a rest remains,

To all Thy people known;
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,

And thou art loved alone.
2 A rest, where all our soul's desire

Is fixed on things above;
Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,

Cast out by perfect love.
3 0, that I now that rest might know,

Believe, and enter in ;
Now, Father, now the power bestow,

And let me cease from sin.
4 Remove all hardness from my heart,

All unbelief remove ;
To me the rest of faith impart,

The sabbath of Thy love.


S. M. EPISCOPAL COL. 1 O CEASE, my wandering soul,

On restless wing to roam ;
All this wide world, to either pole,

Has not for thee a home.

2 Behold the ark of God,

Behold the open door ;
O, haste to gain that dear abode,

And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There, safe thou shalt abide,

There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,

With full salvation blest.


S. M.

WESLEYAN. 1 Great Source of life and light,

Thy heavenly grace impart,
And by thy Holy Spirit write

Thy law upon my heart :
My soul would cleave to thee;

Let nought my purpose move;
O, let my faith more steadfast be,

And more intense my lore ! 2 Imbue my constant mind

With deep humility,
And let an ardent zeal be joined

With perfect charity;
The grace to me impart,

With meekness to reprove,
To hate the sin with all my heart,

And still the sinner love.



C. M.


1 Waen all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love and praise.

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul

Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived

From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When in the slippery paths of youth,

With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,

And led me up to man.
4 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou

With health renewed my face ;
And when in sin and sorrow sunk,

Revived my soul with grace.
5 Through every period of my life,

Thy goodness I'll pursue ;
And after death, in distant worlds,

The glorious theme renew.

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