2 Love only can the conquest win,
The strength of sin subdue;
Come, O my Saviour, cast out sin,
And form my heart anew!
3 No longer then my heart shall mourn,
While sanctified by grace;
I only for this glory burn,
And always see his face.
HYMN 387. L. M. [211]
LET not the wise their wisdom boast;
The mighty glory in his might;
The rich in flatt'ring riches trust,
Which take their everlasting flight.
The rush of numerous years bear down,
The most gigantic strength of man;
And where is all his wisdom gone,
When dust he turns to dust again?
2 One only gift can justify
The boasting soul that knows his God; When Jesus doth his blood apply,
I glory in his sprinkled blood.
The Lord my Righteousness I praise,
I triumph in the love divine;
The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, In Christ to endless ages mine.
HYMN 388. S. M. [212]
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 thine own;
And from this moment live or die,
To serve my God alone.
HYMN 389. C. M. [212]
FATHER, into thy hands alone
I have my all restor❜d;
My all, thy property I own:
The Steward of the Lord.
2 Hereafter none can take away
My life, or goods, or fame;
Ready at thy demand to lay
Them down, I always am.
3 Confiding in thy love
Through Jesus strength'ning me,
I wait thy faithfulness to prove,
And give back all to thee.
4 Determin'd all thy will t' obey,
Thy blessings I restore;
Give, Lord, or take thy gifts away,
I praise thee evermore.
FATHER, to thee my soul I lift ;
My soul on thee depends:
Convinc'd that every perfect gift
From thee alone descends.
2 Mercy and grace are thine alone,
And power and wisdom too;
Without the Spirit of thy Son,
We nothing good can do.
3 We cannot speak one useful word,
One holy thought conceive,
Unless in answer to our Lord,
Thyself the blessing give.
4 His blood demands the purchas'd grace, His blood's availing plea,
Obtain'd the help for all our race,
And sends it down to me.
5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought, Our good is all divine:
'The praise of every virtuous thought, And righteous word, is thine.
6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive
The power on thee to call;
In whom we are, and move, and live,
Our God is ALL in ALL.
HYMN 391. L. M. [852]
WHO shall ascend thy heav'nly place,
Great God and dwell before thy face?
The man who minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.
2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the things they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue;
He hates to do his neighbour wrong.
3 Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good;
He never deals in bribing gold,
The poor oppress'd his hands uphold.
4 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those who curse him to his face;
And does to all men still the same,
That he from them would hope or claim.
5 Yet when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:-
This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell forever, Lord, with Thee!
HYMN 392. C. M. [327]
HAPPY the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast:
Love is the brightest of the train,
And perfects all the rest.
2 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In swift obedience move:
The devils know, and tremble too;
But Satan cannot love.
3 This is the grace that lives and sings,
When faith and hope shall cease;
"Tis this shall strike our joyful strings
In the sweet realms of bliss.
4 Before we quite forsake our clay,
Or leave this dark abode,
The wings of love bear us away
To see our gracious God.
HYMN 393. L. M. [312]
THE earth and all her fulness owns
Jehovah for her sovereign Lord;
The countless myriads of her sons
Rose into being at his word.
2 But who shall quit this low abode,
Who shall ascend the heavenly place,
And stand upon the mount of God,
And see his Maker face to face?
3 The man whose hands and heart are clean,
That blessed portion shall receive;
Whoe'er by grace is saved from sin,
Hereafter shall in glory live.
4 He shall obtain the starry crown;
And, number'd with the saints above,
The God of his salvation own,
The God of his salvation love.
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 Father thine everlasting grace
Our scanty thought surpasses far:
Thy heart still melts with tenderness;
Thy arms of love still open are,
Returning sinners to receive,
That mercy they may taste and live.
3 O love, thou bottomless abyss!
My sins are swallowed up in thee;
Covered is my unrighteousness,
Nor spot of guilt remains on me,
While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies Mercy, free, boundless mercy!" cries.
4 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 there.
WHOM Jesus' blood doth sanctify,
Need neither sin nor fear:
Hid in our Saviour's hand we lie,
And laugh at danger near;
His guardian hand doth hold, protect,
And save by ways unknown,
The little flock, the saints elect,
Who trust in him alone.
2 Nor Prophet, Priest, and King, to thee—
We joyfully submit;
And learn in meek humility,
Our lesson at thy feet:
Spirit and life thy words impart,
And blessings from above;
And drop, in every listening heart,
The manna of thy love.
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