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But when, through weariness, they fail'd,

That moment Amalek prevail'd.
5 Have you no words? Ah, think again;

Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow-creature's ear,

With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent,

To heaven in supplications sent;
Your cheerful songs .would oftener be,
Hear what the Lord has done for me.

535. [L. B. 415.] 8 lines 7.

God of all redeeming grace,
By thy pardoning love compell’d,
Up to thee our souls we raise,
Up to thee our bodies yield:
Thou our sacrifice receive,
Acceptable through thy Son;
While to thee alone we live,

While we die to thee alone.
2 Meet it is, and just, and right,

That we should be wholly thine;
In thy only will delight,
In thy blessed service join:
O that every work and word,
Might proclaim how good thou art;
Holiness unto the Lord,
Still be written on our heart.

[L. B. 414.] S. M. LORD, in the strength of grace,

With a glad heart, and free,
Myself, my residue of days,

I consecrate to thee.
2 Thy ransom'd servant, I

Restore to thee thy own:
And from this moment live or die,

To serve my God alone.

(L. B. 416.] C. M. LET him to whom we now belong,

His sovereign right assert:
And take up every thankful song,

And every loving heart.
2 He justly claims us for his own,

Who bought us with a price:
The Christian lives to Christ alone,

To Christ alone he dies.
3 Jesus, thy own at last receive,

Fulfil our heart's desire;
And let us to thy glory live,

And in thy cause expire.
4 Our souls and bodies we resign;

With joy we render thee
Our all, no longer ours but thine,

To all eternity.

538. [L. B. 282.] L. M.
Fondly my foolish heart essays
To augment the source of perfect bliss;
Love's all-sufficient sea to raise,

With drops of creature happiness. 2 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart;

And guard the gift thyself hast given;
My portion, thou my treasure art,

And life, and happiness, and heaven. 3 Would aught on earth my wishes share?

Though dear as life the idol be,
The idol from my breast I'll tear,

Resolved to seek my all in thee. 4 Whate'er I fondly counted mine,

To thee, my Lord, I here restore;
Gladly I all to thee resign;
Give me thyself, I ask no more.

539. [L. B. 417.) 6 lines 8. BEHOLD the serv ant of the Lord, I wait thy guiding eye to feel, To hear and keep thy every word, To prove and do thy perfect will: Joyful from my own works to cease, Glad to fulfil all righteousness. 2 Me if thy grace vouchsafe to use, Meanest of all thy creatures, me; The deed, the time, the manner choose, Let all my fruit be found of thee: Let all my works in thee be wrought,

By thee to full perfection brought.
3 My every weak though good design,

O’errule or change, as seems thee meet;
Jesus, let all my works be thine;
Thy work, O Lord, is all complete,
And pleasing in thy Father's sight:

Thou only hast done all things right.
4 Here then to thee thy own I leave;
Mould as thou wilt thy passive clay;
But let me all thy stamp receive;
But let me all thy words obey;
Serve with a single heart and eye;
And to thy glory live and die.

• (L. B. 418.] 6 lines 7.
FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One in Three, and Three in One,
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done:
Praise by all to thee be given,
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.
Vilest of the sinful race,
Lo! I answer to thy call;
Meanest vessel of thy grace,
Grace divinely free for all:


Lo! I come to do thy will,

All thy counsel to fulfil. 3 If so poor a worm as I

May to thy great glory live;
All my actions sanctify;
All my words and thoughts receive;
Claim me for thy service, claim

All I have, and all I am.
4 Take my soul and body's powers;

Take my memory, mind, and will;
All my goods, and all my hours;
All I know, and all I feel;
All I think, or speak, or do:

Take my heart, but make it new. 5 Now my God, thy own I am;

Now I give thee back thy own:
Freedom, friends, and health, and fame,
Consecrate to thee alone:
Thine I live, thrice happy I;

Happier still if thine I die.
6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

One in Three, and Three in One,
As by the celestial host,
Let thy will on earth be done:
Praise by all to thee be given, .
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven.

541. (L. B. 419.] 6 lines 8.
O God, what offering 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;

No longer mine, but thine I am:

Guard thou thy own, possess it whole; Cheer it with hope, with love inflame: Thou hast my spirit: there display

Thy glory to the perfect day. 3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallow'd shrine,

Devoted solely to thy will:
Here let thy light for ever shine:
This house still let thy presence fill:
O Source of life, live, dwell, and move

In me, till all my life be love.
4 Send down thy likeness from above,

And let this my adorning be:
Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love,
With lowliness and purity;
Than gold and pearls more precious far,

And brighter than the morning star.
5 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might,

Since I am call’d by thy great name:
In thee let all my thoughts unite:
Of all my works be thou my aim:
Thy love attend me all my days,
And my sole business be thy praise.

542. sl. B. 421.] 6 lines 8.
Give me the faith which can remove
And sink the mountain to a plain;
Give me the child-like, praying love,
Which longs to build thy house again:
Thy love, let it my heart o'erpower,

And all my simple soul devour. 2 O for a fervent strong desire,

O for a calmly fervent zeal,
To save poor souls out of the fire;
To snatch them from the verge of hell;
And turn them to a pardoning God,
And quench the brands in Jesus' blood!

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