HYMN DXXIX.

God's Grace sufficient. 2 Cor. xii. 9.

L

C. WESLEY.

IGHT of the world, thy beams I bless;
On thee bright sun of righteousness,
My faith has fixt it's eye;

Guided by thee, through all I go,
Nor fear the ruin spread below,
For thou art always nigh.

2 Ten thousand snares my path beset,
Yet will I, Lord, the work complete,
Which thou to me hast given;
Superior to the pains I feel,

Close by the gates of death and hell
I urge my way to heaven.

3 Still will I strive, and labour still,
With humble zeal to do thy will,
And trust in thy defence;
My soul into thy hands I give,
And if he can obtain thy leave,
Let satan pluck me thence.

HYMN DXXX.

The Cup of Sorrow welcomed. John xviii. 11.

1 A

Mark x. 38, 39.

C. WESLEY.

ND shall I, Lord, the cup decline
So wisely mixt by love divine,

And tasted first by thee?

The bitter draught thou drankest up,
And but this single, sacred drop

Hast thou reserv'd for me!

2 Lo! I receive it at thy hand,
And bear by thine benign command
The salutary pain:

With thee to live, I gladly die-
And suffer here, above the sky
With my dear Lord to reign.

3 Here only can I shew my love,
By suffering my obedience prove;
But when my heaven I share,
I cannot mourn for Jesus' sake,
I cannot there my cup partake,
I cannot suffer there.

4 Full gladly then for thee I grieve,
The honour of thy cross receive,
And bless the happy load:

Who would not in thy footsteps tread,
Who would not bow like Thee, his head,
And sympathize with God!

HYMN DXXXI.

The Father's Prayer for a Sick Child.
John iv. 46-49.

1 JESUS, great healer of mankind,
he sorrows bear,

Let an afflicted parent find
An answer to his prayer.

2 I look for help in Thee alone,
To Thee for succour fly;
My son is sick, my darling son,
And at the point to die.

3 By deep distress a suppliant made,
By agony of grief,

C. WESLEY.

Most justly might thy love upbraid
My lingering unbelief.

4 Surely if thou pronounce the word,
If Thou the answer give,
My dying son shall be restor'd,
And to thy glory live.

O save the father, in the son,
Restore him, Lord, to me;

My heart the miracle shall own,
And give him back to thee.

HYMN DXXXII.

Resignation under the Loss of a Child. 2 Sam. xii. 22, 23. Job. i. 21.

1 W

C. WESLEY.

HEREFORE should I make my moan,
Now the darling child is dead;

He to early rest is gone,

He to Paradise is fled;
I shall go to him, but he
Never shall return to me.

2 God forbids his longer stay,
God recalls the precious loan,
God hath taken him away
From my bosom to his own;
Surely what he wills is best,
Happy in his will I rest.

3 Faith cries out, it is the Lord!
Let him do as seems him good:
Be thy holy name ador'd,

Take the gift awhile bestow'd,
Take the child no longer mine,
Thine he is, for ever thine.

HYMN DXXXIII.

Resigning a dying Child. Gen. xxii. 2, 3.

F

C. WESLEY.

1 ATHER, thy will be done, not mine, Thy only will be done!

To thee my Isaac I resign,

I render up my son.

2 Without a murmuring wish I give

The child thou gav'st to me;

Or let him to thy glory live,
Or let him die to thee.

3 I dare not deprecate the cross,
Or of my loss complain,
Assur'd my momentary loss
Is his eternal gain.

4 I hear the providential word,
I bless the will divine;

Remove him from my bosom, Lord,
And take him up to thine.

HYMN DXXXIV.

The Minister's Prayer.

C. WESLEY.

SHEPHERD of souls, if thou indeed
Hast rais'd me up thy flock to feed,