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4. Wilt Thou not yet to me reveal
Thy new, unutterable name?
Tell me, I still beseech Thee, tell;
To know it now resolved I am :
Wrestling, I will not let Thee go,
Till I Thy name, Thy nature know.

539.

L. M. (Part 2.)

C. WESLEY.

1. YIELD to me now, for I am weak,
But confident in self-despair;
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak:
Be conquer'd by my instant prayer:
Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move,
And tell me if Thy name be Love.
2. 'Tis Love! 't is Love! Thou diedst for me;
I hear Thy whisper in my heart;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee;
Pure, universal Love Thou art :
To me, to all, Thy bowels move-
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.

3. My prayer hath power with God; the grace
Unspeakable I now receive;
Through faith I see Thee face to face;
I see Thee face to face, and live!
In vain I have not wept and strove;
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.
4. I know Thee, Saviour, who Thou art-
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend:
Nor wilt Thou with the night depart,
But stay and love me to the end:
Thy mercies never shall remove;
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.

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1. THE Sun of Righteousness on me

C. WESLEY.

Hath risen with healing in His wings:
Wither'd my nature's strength, from Thee
My soul its life and succor brings;

My help is all laid up above,

Thy nature and Thy name is Love.

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2. Contented now, upon my thigh

I halt, till life's short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness, I

On Thee alone for strength depend:
Nor have I power from Thee to move:
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.
3. Lame as I am, I take the prey;

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Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome;
I leap for joy, pursue my way,
And, as a bounding hart, fly home,
Through all eternity to prove
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.

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1. JESUS, Thy boundless love to me

C. WESLEY.

No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
O knit my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there:
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am;
Be Thou alone my constant flame.
2. O grant that nothing in my soul

May dwell, but Thy pure love alone:
O may Thy love possess me whole—
My joy, my treasure, and my crown:
Strange flames far from my heart remove,
My every act, word, thought, be love.
3. Unwearied may I this pursue;

Dauntless to the high prize aspire;
Hourly within my soul renew

This holy flame, this heavenly fire:
And day and night, be all my care
To guard the sacred treasure there.
4. In suff'ring be Thy love my peace;

In weakness be Thy love my power;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Jesus, in that important hour,

In death, as life, be Thou my Guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.

C. WESLEY.

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1. My Saviour, Thou Thy love to me,

In want, in pain, in shame, hast shown,
For me upon the accursed tree,

Didst by Thy precious death atone;
Thy death upon my heart impress,
That nothing may it thence erase.
2. O that I, like a little child,

May follow Thee; nor ever rest
Till sweetly Thou has poured Thy mild
And lowly mind into my breast.
I now and ever be

Oh may
One spirit, dearest Lord, with Thee!
3. What in Thy love possess I not?

My Star by night, my Sun by day, My spring of life when parched with drought, My wine to cheer, my bread to stay; My strength, my shield, my safe abode, My robe before the throne of God. 4. From all eternity with love

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Unchangeable thou hast me viewed;
Ere knew this beating heart to move,
Thy tender mercies me pursued.
Ever with me may they abide,
And close me in on every side.

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C. WESLEY.

1. Now I have found the ground wherein
Sure my soul's anchor may remain;
The wounds of Jesus, for my sin,
Before the world's foundation slain;
Whose mercy shall unshaken stay,
When heaven and earth are fled

away.

2. O LOVE, thou bottomless abyss!
My sins are swallowed up in Thee;
Covered is my unrighteousness,

From condemnation now I'm free;
While Jesus' blood through earth and skies,
Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries.

3. With faith I plunge me in this sea,
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;
Hither, when hell assails, I flee,

I look into my Saviour's breast.
Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear!
Mercy is all that's written here.

4. Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head,

Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone;
Tho' joys be withered all, and dead;

Tho' every comfort be withdrawn-
Steadfast on this my soul relies:
Father, Thy mercy never dies.

544.

545,

L. M. 6 lines.

MORAVIAN.

1. THOU hidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am while Thou art mine:
And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame,
I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name.

2. Jesus, my all in all Thou art;

My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
The med'cine of my broken heart;

In war, my peace; in loss, my gain;
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown;
In shame, my glory and my crown.
3. In want, my plentiful supply;

In weakness, my almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;
My light in Satan's darkest hour;
In grief, my joy unspeakable;
My life in death, my all in all.

L. M.

C. WESLEY.

1. AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise,
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving kindness, O how free!

2. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has always stood,
His loving-kindness, O how good!
3. Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
But though I have him oft forgot,
His loving-kindness changes not.

4. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O may my
last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death.

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5. Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.

L. M.

MEDLEY.

1. LORD, I will bless Thee all my days;
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;
My soul shall glory in Thy grace,

While saints rejoice to hear the song.

2. Come, magnify the Lord with me;
Let every heart exalt His name;
I sought the eternal God, and He
Has not exposed my hope to shame.

3. I told Him all my silent grief,

My secret groaning reached His ears;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calmed the tumult of my fears.

4. His holy angels pitch their tents.

Around the men who serve the Lord;
Oh, fear and love Him all His saints,
Accept His grace and trust His word.

WATTS.

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