Smile on me, gracious Lord, and show
Thyself the friend of sinners now!
2 Beneath the shadow of thy cross

The heavy-laden soul finds rest;
I would esteem the world but dross,
So I might be of Christ possess'd!
I seek my ev'ry joy in thee,

For thou art life and light to me.

3 Close to the ignominous tree,

Jesus! my humble soul would cleave!
Despis'd and crucified with thee,

With thee resolved to die and live:
This pray'r and this ambition mine,
Living and dying to be thine.

4 There fasten'd to the sacred wood
By holy love's resistless chain,
And life deriving from thy blood
Never to wander wide again,
There, may I bow my suppliant knee,
And own no other Lord but thee!

271. Grateful for Salvation. c.M.

I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto
me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also
out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set
my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even
praise unto our GOD.-PSALM xl. 1 to 3.
1 ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers,
And triumph in my God!

Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.

2 He brought me from the fearful pit,
The gates of death and hell;
Secur'd my goings in his path,
My lips his praises tell.

3 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul he placed;
And on the Rock of Ages set
My sliding footsteps fast.
4 The city of my blest abode

Is wall'd around with grace:
Salvation for a bulwark stands,
To shield the sacred place.

5 Satan may vent his sharpest rage,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his furious power.

6 Arise, my soul! awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud Hallelujabs shall address
My Saviour and my King.

272. Living by Faith. c.M.

I am crucified with CHRIST: nevertheless I live: yet not I, but CHRIST liveth in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh, I live by the faith of the Son of GOD, who loved me, and gave himself for me.-GAL. ii. 20.

1 JESUS, while in this mortal flesh

I hold my frail abode,

Still would my spirit rest on thee,
Its Saviour, and its God.

2 Daily by faith on thee I live,
'Midst all my griefs and snares:
And death, encounter'd in thy sight,
No form of horror wears.

3 Yes, thou hast lov'd this sinful worm,
Hast giv'n thyself for me:
Hast bought me from eternal death,
Nail'd to the bloody tree.

4 Lord, on thy cross I fix mine eyes,
Then raise them to thy seat;

O may thy love dissolve

At its Redeemer's feet.

my soul

5 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms,
Be dead to every sin;
And tell the loudest foes without,
That Jesus reigns within.

6 My life with his connected stands,
Nor asks a surer ground :
Secure he keeps me in his arms,
In him my all is found.

273. Constrained to Love Christ. c.M.

Lovest thou me more than these? Feed my Lambs.JOHN xxi. 15.

1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord ?
Behold my heart, and see;

And cast each hated idol down,
That dares to rival thee.

2 Do not I love thee from my soul?
Then let me nothing love:
Dead be my heart to every joy,
When Jesus cannot move.

3 Is not thy name melodious still
To mine attentive ear?
Do I not in thy word delight
My Saviour's voice to hear?

[4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock,
I would disdain to feed?
Hast thou a foe, before whose face
I'd fear thy cause to plead ?]

5 Would not my ardent spirit vie,
With angels round the throne,
To execute thy sacred will,

And make thy glory known?

6 Thou know'st I love thee, gracious Lord; But, O! I long to sear

Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
And learn to love thee more.

274. Meeting Reproach for Christ. 112th.

I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.-JOHN xiv. 2, 3.

1 And art thou, gracious master, gone, A mansion to prepare for me?

Shall I behold thee on the throne,

And there for ever sit with thee? Then let the world approve or blame, I'll triumph in thy gracious name.

2 Should I to gain the world's applause, Or to escape its harmless frown, Refuse to countenance thy cause,

And make thy people's lot my own;
What shame would fill me in that day,
When thou thy glory wilt display !

[3 And what is man, or what his smile?
The terrors of his anger what?
Like grass, he flourishes awhile,

But soon his place shall know him not.
Thro' fear of such an one shall I,
The Lord of heav'n and earth deny ?]

4 No! let the world cast out my name,
And vile account me if they will;
If to confess the Lord be shame,
I purpose to be viler still:
For thee, my God, I all resign,
Content if I can call thee mine.

5 What transport then shall fill my heart, When thou my worthless name wilt own; When I shall see thee as thou art,

And know as I myself am known! From sin, and fear, and sorrow free, My soul shall find its rest in thee.