Chapter C: L. Scheidt, 1742; M. Loy, tr., a

312

9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8

Now I have found the sure foundation
Where evermore my anchor grounds.
It lay there ere the world’s creation,
Where else but in my Savior’s wounds?
Foundation, which unmoved shall stay
When earth and heaven pass away.

2. It is that mercy never-ending,
Which all conception far transcends,
Of Him who, with love’s arms extending,
To wretched sinners condescends;
Whose heart with pity still doth break
Whether we seek Him or forsake.

3. Our ruin God has not intended,
Salvation He would fain bestow;
For this His Son to earth descended
And then to heaven again did go;
For this so loudly evermore
He knocketh at our heart’s closed door.

4. O depth of love, in which, past finding,
My sins through Christ’s blood disappear;
This is for wounds the safest binding,
There is no condemnation here;
For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies
Forever Mercy! Mercy! cries.

5. I never will forget this crying,
In faith I’ll trust it all my days,
And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing,
I towards my Father’s heart will gaze;
For there is always to be found
Free mercy without end and bound.

6. Though I be robbed of every pleasure
That soul and body can make glad,
Bereft of every earthly treasure,
Forlorn, forsaken, lone, and sad,—
However far His help may be,
His mercy yet is left to me.

7. Though earthly cares and want oppress me
And cause me sorrow and regret
That things so vain can still distress me
And give me so much trouble yet,
Though I am bowed down to the dust,
Still in His mercy I will trust.

8. Though in the best of all my actions,
In works that are admired the most,
I must perceive great imperfections,
I surely have no right to boast;
Yet this sweet comfort doth abide:
In mercy only I confide.

9. Be it with me as He is willing,
Whose mercy is a boundless sea;
May He Himself my heart be stilling
That this may ne’er forgotten be;
Then it will rest, in joy and woe,
On mercy while it beats below.

10. On this foundation I unshrinking
Will stand while I on earth remain;
This shall engage my acting, thinking,
While I the breath of life retain;
Then I will sing eternally,
Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee.

J. A. Rothe, † 1758.

313

L. M.

Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn?
’Tis God who justifies their souls,
And mercy, like a mighty stream,
O’er all their sins divinely rolls.

2. He lives! He lives! and sits above,
Forever interceding there:
Who shall divide us from His love,
Or what should tempt us to despair?

3. Shall persecution or distress,
Famine or sword or nakedness?
He who hath loved us bears us through
And makes us more than conquerors too.

4. Not all that men on earth can do,
Nor powers on high nor powers below,
Shall cause His mercy to remove
Or wean our hearts from Christ, our Love.

Isaac Watts, 1707, a.

314

8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7

Salvation unto us has come
By God’s free grace and favor;
Good works cannot avert our doom,
They help and save us never:
Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone,
Who did for all the world atone;
He is the Mediator.

2. What God doth in His Law demand
No man to Him can render,
And so He draws His flaming brand
To punish the offender:
Our flesh has not those pure desires
Which first of all the Law requires,—
We are in condemnation.

3. It was a false, misleading dream
That God His Law had given
For us to keep and merit claim
And earn our way to heaven.
God’s Law is but a mirror bright
To bring the inbred sin to sight
That lurks within our nature.

4. By our own strength to put aside
God’s wrath and win His blessing
Is useless task, by many tried,
Is only guilt increasing.
For God hypocrisy abhors;
Flesh with the spirit ever wars,
For ’tis by nature evil.

5. And yet the Law fulfilled must be,
Or we were lost forever;
Therefore God sent His Son that He
Might us from death deliver;
He all the Law for us fulfilled
And thus His Father’s anger stilled
Which over us impended.

6. Since Christ hath full atonement made
And brought to us salvation,
Each Christian therefore may be glad
And build on this foundation.
Thy grace alone, dear Lord, I plead.
Thy death my life now is indeed,
For Thou hast paid my ransom.

7. Not doubting this, I trust in Thee,
Thy Word cannot be broken;
Thou all dost call, “Come unto Me!”
No falsehood hast Thou spoken.
“He that believes and is baptized,
He shall be saved,” say’st Thou, O Christ,
“And he shall never perish.”

8. He’s just ’fore God, and he alone,
Who by this faith is living;
This faith will by good works be known,
To God the glory giving.
Faith gives thee peace with God above,
But thou thy neighbor, too, wilt love
If thou art a new creature.

9. The Law reveals the guilt of sin
And makes man conscience-stricken;
The Gospel then doth enter in
The sinful soul to quicken.
Come to the Cross, trust Christ and live;
The Law to you no peace can give
With all its good endeavors.

10. From faith in Christ, whene’er ’tis right,
Good works are surely flowing;
The faith is dead that shuns the light,
No good works ever showing.
By faith alone the just shall live,
Good works alone the proof can give
Of love, which true faith worketh.

Paul Speratus, 1523, abr. Composite tr. 1910.

315

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Blessed are the sons of God,
They are bought with Christ’s own blood;
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have.
With them numbered may we be
Here and in eternity!

2. They are justified by grace,
They enjoy the Savior’s peace;
All their sins are washed away,
They shall stand in God’s great Day.
With them numbered may we be
Here and in eternity!

3. They are lights upon the earth,
Children of a heavenly birth;
One with God, with Jesus one,
Glory is in them begun.
With them numbered may we be
Here and in eternity!

J. Humphreys, 1743.

316

8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)

I do not come because my soul
Is free from sin and pure and whole,
And worthy of Thy grace;
I do not speak to Thee because
I’ve ever justly kept Thy laws
And dare to meet Thy face.

2. I know that sin and guilt combine
To reign o’er every thought of mine
And turn from good to ill;
I know that when I try to be
Upright and just and true to Thee,
I am a sinner still.

3. I know that often when I strive
To keep a spark of love alive
For Thee, the powers within
Leap up in unsubmissive might
And oft benumb my sense of right
And pull me back to sin.

4. I know that, though in doing good
I spend my life, I never could
Atone for all I’ve done;
But though my sins are black as night,
I dare to come before Thy sight
Because I trust Thy Son.

5. In Him alone my trust I place,
Come boldly to Thy throne of grace,
And there commune with Thee.
Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine,
And, all unworthy, I am Thine,
For Jesus died for me.

F. B. St. John, 1878.

317

8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7

O how great is Thy compassion,
Faithful Father, God of grace,
That upon our wretchedness,
That upon man’s sinful station
Thou took’st pity, so that we
Might be saved eternally!

2. Thy great love for this hath striven
That man from all pain shall free
And forever blessed be.
Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given
And extends an earnest call
To His Supper unto all.

3. And for this our soul’s salvation
Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord,
In Thy Sacraments and Word;
He doth prosper Thy vocation,
Granteth us the gift of faith
That we fear nor hell nor death.

4. Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me,—
Truth doth evermore abide,—
Then in Thee I will confide;
Since Thy Word cannot deceive me,
My salvation is to me
Well assured eternally.

5. I will praise Thy great compassion,
Faithful Father, God of grace,
That upon my wretchedness,
That upon my sinful station
Thou took’st pity graciously;
Evermore be praise to Thee!

J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.

318

L. M.

Just as I am, without one plea
But that Thy blood was shed for me
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

2. Just as I am and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

3. Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

4. Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

6. Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Charlotte Elliott, 1836, a.

319

S. M.

Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace
Or wash away the stain.

2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.

3. My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of Thine,
While like a penitent I stand
And there confess my sin.

4. My soul looks back to see
The burdens Thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And knows her guilt was there.

5. Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
And sing His bleeding love.

Isaac Watts, 1709.

320

S. M.

Not what these hands have done
Can save this guilty soul;
Not what this toiling flesh has borne
Can make my spirit whole.

2. Not what I feel or do
Can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
Can bear my awful load.

3. Thy work alone, O Christ,
Can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,
Can give me peace within.

4. Thy love to me, O God,
Not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest
And set my spirit free.

5. Thy grace alone, O God,
To me can pardon speak;
Thy power alone, O Son of God,
Can this sore bondage break.

6. I bless the Christ of God;
I rest on love divine,
And with unfaltering lip and heart
I call this Savior mine.

H. Bonar, 1861.

321

8, 8, 8, 6

Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed
With healing gifts for souls distressed,
To find in Thee my life, my rest,
Christ Crucified, I come.

2. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears,
Thy grace abused, my misspent years;
Yet now to Thee with contrite tears,
Christ Crucified, I come.

3. Wash me and take away each stain;
Let nothing of my sin remain;
For cleansing, though it be through pain,
Christ Crucified, I come.

4. And then for work to do for Thee,
Which shall so sweet a service be
That angels well might envy me,
Christ Crucified, I come.

Genevieve M. Irons, 1880.

322

7, 6, 8 l

I lay my sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God;
He bears them all and frees us
From the accursed load.
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White in His blood most precious
Till not a spot remains.

2. I lay my wants on Jesus;
All fulness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.

3. I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces,
I on His breast recline.
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes
His name abroad is poured.

4. I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father’s holy Child.
I long to be with Jesus
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angels’ song.

H. Bonar, 1849.

323

7, 6, 8 l

Through Jesus’ blood and merit
I am at peace with God;
What, then, can daunt my spirit,
However dark my road?
My courage shall not fail me,
For God is on my side;
Though hell itself assail me,
Its rage I may deride.

2. There’s nothing that can sever
Me from the love of God;
No want, no pain whatever,
No famine, peril, blood.
Though thousand foes surround me
And in their base design
A sheep for slaughter count me,
The victory still is mine.

3. Yea, neither life’s temptation
Nor death’s terrific hour,
Nor angels of high station,
Nor any other power,
Nor things that now are present,
Nor things that are to come,
Nor height, however pleasant,
Nor depth of deepest gloom,

4. Nor any creature ever
Shall from the love of God
This wretched sinner sever;
For in my Savior’s blood
This love its fountain taketh;
He hears my faithful prayer
And nevermore forsaketh
This child of His and heir.

S. Dach, † 1659; A. Crull, tr.

324

6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4

Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer to Thee!
Through Word and Sacrament,
Thou com’st to me.
Thy grace is ever near,
Thy Spirit ever here,
Drawing to Thee.

2. Ages on ages rolled
Ere earth appeared;
Yet Thine unmeasured love
The way prepared.
E’en then Thou yearn’st for me
That I might nearer be,
Nearer to Thee!

3. Thy Son has come to earth
My sin to bear,
My every wound to heal,
My pain to share.
“God in the flesh” for me,
Brings me now nearer Thee,
Nearer to Thee!

4. Lo! all my debt is paid,
My guilt is gone.
See! He has ris’n for me,
My throne is won.
Thanks, O my God, to Thee!
None now can nearer be,
Nearer to Thee!

5. Welcome, then, to Thy home,
Blest One in Three!
As Thou hast promised, come!
Come, Lord, to me!
Work, Thou, O God, through me;
Live, Thou, O God, in me,
Ever in me!

6. By the baptismal stream,
Which made me Thine,
By the dear flesh and blood,
Thy love made mine,
Purge Thou all sin from me
That I may nearer be,
Nearer to Thee!

7. Surely it matters not
What earth may bring,
Death is of no account,
Grace will I sing.
Nothing remains for me
Save to be nearer Thee,
Nearer to Thee!

H. E. Jacobs, 1887.

325

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Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

2. Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfil Thy Law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

3. Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy Cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly,—
Wash me, Savior, or I die!

4. While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee!

A. M. Toplady, 1776, a.

326

L. M.

Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness,
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.

2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully through these absolved I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,
Who from the Father’s bosom came,
Who died for me, e’en me t’ atone,
Now for my Lord and God I own.

4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,
Which at the mercy-seat of God
Forever doth for sinners plead,
For me—e’en for my soul—was shed.

5. Lord, I believe were sinners more
Than sands upon the ocean shore,
Thou hast for all a ransom paid,
For all a full atonement made.

6. When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies,
E’en then this shall be all my plea:
Jesus hath lived and died for me.

7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee,
Whose boundless mercy hath for me,
For me, and all Thy hands have made,
An everlasting ransom paid.

L. v. Zinzendorf, 1739; J. Wesley, 1740.

327

L. M.

Our God so loved the world that He
Gave His own Son and did decree
That all who would in Him believe
Should everlasting life receive.

2. Christ Jesus is the ground of faith,
Who was made flesh and suffered death;
All that confide in Him alone
Are built on this chief Corner-stone.

3. God would not have the sinner die;
His Son with saving grace is nigh,
His Spirit in the Word doth teach
How man the blessed goal may reach.

4. Be of good cheer, for God’s own Son
Forgives all sins which thou hast done;
Thou’rt justified by Jesus’ blood,
Thy Baptism grants the highest good.

5. If thou be sick, if death draw near,
This truth thy troubled heart can cheer:
Christ Jesus saves my soul from death;
That is the firmest ground of faith.

6. Glory to God the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
To Thee, O blessed Trinity,
Be praise now and eternally!

J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.

328

S. M.

Grace! ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2. Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3. Grace first inscribed my name
In God’s eternal book;
’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.

4. Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

5. Grace taught my soul to pray
And made my eyes o’erflow;
’Twas grace that kept me to this day
And will not let me go.

6. Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone
And well deserves the praise.

Philip Doddridge, 1755.

329

6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)

Thy works, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done,
They bid my fear depart.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

2. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Has borne the awful load
Of sins that none in heaven
Or earth could bear but God.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

3. Thy death, not mine, O Christ,
Has paid the ransom due;
Ten thousand deaths like mine
Would have been all too few.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

4. Thy righteousness, O Christ,
Alone can cover me;
No righteousness avails
Save that which is of Thee.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

H. Bonar, 1857.

330

C. M.

O Mystery of Love Divine
That thought and thanks o’erpowers!
Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine,
And is Thy portion ours?

2. Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place
To set us in Thine own?
Didst Thou our low estate embrace
To lift us to Thy throne?

3. Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed,
God’s perfect will express,
That we, th’ unfaithful ones, might plead
Thy perfect faithfulness?

4. On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom
In that drear garden rise?
Are ours the brightness and the bloom
Of Thine own Paradise?

5. For Thee the Father’s hidden face?
For Thee the bitter cry?
For us the Father’s endless grace,
The song of victory?

6. Our load of sin and misery
Didst Thou, the Sinless, bear?
Thy spotless robe of purity
Do we, the sinners, wear?

7. Lord Jesus, is it even so?
Have we been lovèd thus?
What love can we on Thee bestow
Who hast exchanged with us?

8. Thou, who our very place didst take,
Dwell in our very heart.
Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make,
Thyself, Thyself, impart.

T. H. Gill, 1864.

SANCTIFICATION.

OBEDIENCE.

331

5, 5, 8, 8, 5, 5

Jesus, still lead on
Till our rest be won;
And although the way be cheerless,
We will follow calm and fearless.
Guide us by Thy hand
To our fatherland.

2. If the way be drear,
If the Foe be near,
Let no faithless fears o’ertake us;
Let not faith and hope forsake us;
For through many a woe
To our home we go.

3. When we seek relief
From a long-felt grief;
When temptations come alluring,
Make us patient and enduring;
Show us that bright shore
Where we weep no more.

4. Jesus, still lead on
Till our rest be won.
Heavenly Leader, still direct us,
Still support, control, protect us,
Till we safely stand
In our fatherland.

L. v. Zinzendorf, 1721; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853.

332

L. M.

God of my life, whose gracious power
Through various deaths my soul hath led;
Or turned aside the fatal hour,
Or lifted up my sinking head:

2. In all my ways Thy hand I own,
Thy ruling providence I see.
O help me still my course to run
And still direct my path to Thee.

3. Whither, O whither should I fly
But to my loving Savior’s breast?
Secure within Thine arms to lie
And safe beneath Thy wings to rest!

4. I have no skill the snare to shun;
But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art!
I ever into ruin run;
But Thou art greater than my heart.

5. Foolish and impotent and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
Bring me where I my heaven may find,
The heaven of loving Thee alone.

6. Enlarge my heart to make Thee room;
Enter and in me ever stay.
The crooked then shall straight become;
The darkness shall be lost in day.

Charles Wesley, 1740.

333

8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7

Let us ever walk with Jesus,
Follow His example pure,
Flee the world, that would deceive us
And to sin our soul allure.
Ever in His footsteps treading,
Body here, yet soul above,
Full of faith and hope and love,
Let us do the Father’s bidding.
Faithful Lord, abide with me;
Savior, lead, I follow Thee.

2. Let us suffer here with Jesus,
To His image e’er conform;
Heaven’s glory soon will please us,
Sunshine follow on the storm.
Having sown in tears, in gladness
We shall reap. With patient cheer
Let us hope and, void of fear,
Bide the turning of our sadness.
Christ, I suffer here with Thee,
There, oh, share Thy joy with me!

3. Let us also die with Jesus.
His death from the second death,
From our soul’s destruction, frees us,
Quickens us with life’s glad breath.
Let us mortify, while living,
Flesh and blood and die to sin;
And the grave that shuts us in
Shall but prove the gate to heaven.
Jesus, here I die to Thee,
There to live eternally.

4. Let us also live with Jesus;
Since He’s risen from the dead,
Must the conquered grave release us.
Jesus, Thou art now our Head,
We Thy body’s cherished members.
Where Thou livest, live shall we;
Own us evermore to be,
Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren.
Jesus, here I live to Thee,
Yonder, too, eternally.

S. v. Birken, 1652; J. A. Rimbach, tr., a.

334

8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8

Come, follow Me, the Savior spake,
All in My way abiding;
Deny yourselves, the world forsake,
Obey My call and guiding;
O bear the cross, whate’er betide,
Take My example for your guide.

2. I am the Light, I light the way,
A virtuous life displaying;
Who comes to Me and follows, aye,
I lead from his dark straying.
I am the Way, and well I show
How men should sojourn here below.

3. My heart in lowliness abounds,
My soul with love is glowing,
And from My mouth are words and sounds
Of meekness overflowing.
My heart, My mind, My strength, My all
To God I yield, on Him I call.

4. I teach you to avoid and flee
What harms your soul’s salvation,
Your heart to purify and free
From sin’s abomination.
Your Rock and Fortress e’er am I
And lead you to the life on high.

5. But if too hot you find the fray,
I, at your side, stand ready;
I fight Myself, I lead the way,
At all times firm and steady.
A coward he who will not heed
When the chief Captain takes the lead.

6. Who seeks to find his soul’s welfare
Without Me, he shall lose it;
But who to lose it may appear,
In God shall introduce it.
Who bears no cross nor follows hard,
Deserves not Me nor My reward.

7. Then let us follow our dear Lord,
And bear the cross appointed
And, bravely cleaving to His Word,
In suffering be undaunted.
Who has not stood the battle’s strain
The crown of life shall ne’er obtain.

J. Scheffler, 1668; C. W. Schaeffer, tr., a.

335

8, 7, 8 l

Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my All shalt be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought or hoped or known;
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heaven are still my own.

2. Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me,
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me;
Show Thy face, and all is bright.

3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee Abba, Father!
I have stayed my heart on Thee;
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.

4. Man may trouble and distress me,
’Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me!
Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o’er sin and fear and care,
Joy to find in every station,
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
What a Father’s smile is thine,
What a Savior died to win thee,—
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?

6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer;
Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight and prayer to praise.

H. F. Lyte, 1824.

336

8, 7, 8 l

Holy Father! Thou hast taught me
I should live to Thee alone;
Year by year Thy hand hath brought me
On through dangers oft unknown.
When I wandered, Thou hast found me;
When I doubted, sent me light;
Still Thine arm has been around me,
All my paths were in Thy sight.

2. In the world will foes assail me,
Crafty, stronger far than I;
And the strife will never fail me,
Well I know, before I die.
Therefore, Lord, I come, believing
Thou canst give the power I need,
Through the prayer of faith receiving
Strength, the Spirit’s strength, indeed.

3. I would trust in Thy protecting,
Wholly rest upon Thine arm,
Follow wholly Thy directing,
Thou mine only Guard from harm!
Keep me from mine own undoing,
Help me turn to Thee when tried;
Still my footsteps, Father, viewing,
Keep me ever at Thy side.

J. M. Neale, 1842, a.

337

6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4

Savior, I follow on,
Guided by Thee,
Seeing not yet the hand
That leadeth me.
Hushed be my heart and still,
Fear I no further ill,
Only to meet Thy will
My will shall be.

2. Riven the rock for me
Thirst to relieve,
Manna from heaven falls
Fresh every eve;
Never a want severe
Causeth my eye a tear
But Thou dost whisper near,
“Only believe!”

3. Often to Marah’s brink
Have I been brought;
Shrinking the cup to drink,
Help I have sought;
And with the prayer’s ascent
Jesus the branch hath rent,
Quickly relief hath sent,
Sweetening the draught.

4. Savior, I long to walk
Closer with Thee;
Led by Thy guiding hand,
Ever to be
Constantly near Thy side,
Quickened and purified,
Living for Him who died
Freely for me.