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3 His grace will to the end

Stronger and brighter shine ;
Nor present things, nor things to corne,

Shall quench the spark divine.
When we in darkness walk,

Nor feel the heavenly flame,
Then is the time to trust our God,

And rest upon His name.
8 Soon shall our doubts and fears

Subside at His control:
His loving-kindness shall break through

The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O God,

That stays himself on Thee: Who waits for Thy salvation, Lord,

Shall Thy salvation see.

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Psalm xlviii. 14. 4 8's. C. WESLEY. 1

Our faithful, unchangeable Friend, Whose love is as great as His power, And neither

knows measure nor end. 2 Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,

Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home :
We'll praise Him for all that is past,
And trust Him for all that's to come.

HIS ASPIRATIONS AFTER THE

DIVINE PRESENCE,

508 Ephes, 11. 16.

. L. M. WATTS. 1

By faith and love in every breast : Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be express’d.

MMy everlasting all

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,

Make our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the height, and breadth, and

length,
Of Thine únmeasurable grace.
3 Now to the God whose power can do

More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done

By all the church, through Christ His Son. 509

Psalm lxxiii. 25. C. M. WATTS. 1 Y God, my portion, and my love, I've none but Thee in heaven above,

Or on this earthly ball.
2 To Thee I owe my wealth and friends,

And health, and safe abode;
Thanks to Thy name for meaner things,

But they are not my God.
3 How vain a toy is glittering wealth,

If once compared to Thee!
Or what's my safety or my health,

Or all my friends to me?
4 Were I possessor of the earth,

And called the stars my own,
Without Thy graces and Thyself

I were a wretch undone.
5 Let others stretch their arms like seas,

And grasp in all the shore,
Grant me the visits of Thy face,
And I desire no more,

Exodus xxxiii. 21-23. 112th M. 510

C. WESLEY 1 *O rest,

My all of happiness below,

Grant my importunate request,
To me, to me Thy goodness shew;
Thy béatific face display,

The brightness of eternal day.
2 Before my faith's enlightened eyes,

Make all Thy glorious goodness pass.
Thy goodness is the sight I prize;
O may I see Thy smiling face.
Thy nature in my soul proclaim,

Reveal Thy love, Thy glorious name. 3 O put me in the cleft; empower

My soul the glorious sight to bear :
Descend in this accepted hour;
Pass by me, and Thy name declare :
Thy wrath withdraw, Thy hand remove,
And shew Thyself the God of Love.

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Psalm xvii. 15. S. M. WATTS. 1 Y God, my life, my love, I cannot live if Thou remove,

For Thou art all in all.
2 The smilings of Thy face,

How amiable they are !
'Tis heaven to rest in Thine embrace,

And nowhere else but there. 3 To Thee, and Thee alone,

The angels owe their bliss ;
They sit around Thy gracious throne,

And dwell where Jesus is. 4 Not all the harps above

Can make a heavenly place,
If God His residence remove,

Or but conceal His face.

Nor earth, nor all the sky,

Can one delight afford, No, not a drop of real joy,

Without Thy presence, Lord. 6 Thou art the sea of love

Where all my pleasures roll,
The circle where my passions move,

And centre of my soul.

512 Psalm lxxvii. 6.

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L. M. WATTS God, permit me not to be Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,

Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth,

And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,

And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense,

One soy'reign word can draw me thence;
I would obey the voice divine,

And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn,

Let noise and vanity begone;
In secret silence of the mind
My heaven, and there my God, I find.

HIS ASPIRATIONS AFTER
COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.

Rev. vii. 14, 15. L. M. DESSLER

Translated by J. WESLEY. 1

To wash me in Thy cleansing blood ; To dwell within Thy wounds: then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain,

513 I God,

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be

For ever closed to all but Thee :
Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear

That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How blest are they who still abide

Close-sheltered in Thy bleeding side; Who life and strength from thence derve,

And by Thee move, and in Thee live ! 4 What are our works but sin and death,

Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe ? Thou giv'st the power Thy grace to move:

O wondrous grace! O boundless love! 5 How can it be, Thou heavenly King,

That Thou should'st us to glory bring ? Make slaves the partners of Thy throne,

Deck'd with a never-fading crown? 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow;

Our words are lost ; nor will we know,
Nor will we think of, aught beside,

“My Lord, my Love, is crucified."
7 Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought,

To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues to tell

Thy love immense, unscarchable.
8 First-born of many brethren Thou,

To Thee, lo ! all our souls we bow;
To Thee our hearts and hands we give;
Thinę may we die ; Thine may.we live.

514 Psalm exix. 94. 78

C. WESLEY. 1

Thine, and only Thine, I am ;
Take my body, spirit, soul;
Only Thou possess the whole,

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