2 Whom have I on earth below ?

Thee, and only Thee I know:
Whom have I in heaven but Thee ?

Thou art all in all to me. 3 All my treasure is above;

All my riches is Thy love :
Who the worth of love can tell ?

Infinite, unsearchable.
4 Nothing else can I require ;

Love fills up my whole desire :
All Thy other gifts remove,
Still Thou giv'st me all in love.

515 10

Phil. 1. 20. C. M. DARBY. TEACH us more of Thy blest ways,

Thou holy Lamb of God, And fix and root us in Thy grace,

As those redeemed by blood. 2 O tell us often of Thy love,

Of all Thy grief and pain;
And let our hearts with joy confess,

From thence comes all our gain. 3 For this, O may we freely count

Whate'er we have but loss
The dearest objects of our love,

Compared with Thee, but dross. 4 Engrave this deeply on our hearts

With an eternal pen,
That, in some small degree, we may

Return Thy love again. 516

Psalm 11. L. M. C. WESLEY. 1 JESUS, my Advocate above,

My Friend before the throne of Love ; Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to Thino.

2 Fain would I know my utmost ill,

And groan my nature's weight to feel;
To feel the clouds that round me roll,

The night that hangs upon my soul ; 3 The darkness of my carnal mind,

My will perverse, my passions blind,
Scatter'd o'er all the earth abroad,

Immeasurably far from God.
4 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ;

My earnest suit present, and gain ;
My fulness of corruption shew,

The knowledge of myself bestow 5 A deeper hatred of my sin,

A sharper sense of hell within,
A stronger struggling to get free,

A keener appetite for Thee.
6 O sovereign Love, to Thee I cry;

Give me Thyself, or else I die;
My life, my only heaven Thou art;
O might I feel Thee in my heart !

517 Gen. v. 24.
O A ,

C. M.

COWPER. for a closer walk with God,

1

A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb !
2 Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord ?
Where is the soul-refreshing view

of Jesus, and His word ?
3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed !

How sweet their memory still !
But they have left an aching void

The world can never fill

4 Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,

And drove Thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,

And worship only Thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,

Calm and serene my frame:
So purer light shall mark the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

OH

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Psalm li. 10. C. M. C. WESLEY. 1 for a heart to praise my God,

A heart from sin set free; A heart that's sprinkled with the blood,

So freely shed for me! 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,

My dear Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak,

Where Jesus reigns alone :
3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart,

Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither death nor life can part

From Him that dwells within :
4 A heart in every thought renewed,

And filled with love divine; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good;

A copy, Lord, of Thine.
5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart:

Come quickly from above :
Write Thy new name upon my heart,

Thy new, best name of Love.

519

John X. 4.

87's.

C. WESLEY.

1

Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on Thee my every care ;
Bear me, on Thy bosom bear:
Let me know my Shepherd's voice,
More and more in Thee rejoice;
More and more of Thee receive

; Ever in Thy Spirit live ;

2 Live, till all Thy life I know,

Perfect like my Lord below;
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gathered to the fold above.
O that I at last may stand
With the sheep at Thy right hand;
Take the crown so freely given,
Enter in by Thee to heaven!

6's & 4's.

Gen. xxviii. 10–22.

S. F. ADAMS.

520
NEARER, y hod, to Theo

1

Nearer to Thee,
E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me:
Still all my song would be,
Nearer, my God, to Theo

Nearer to Thee.

2 Though like a wanderer,

Daylight all gone,
Darkness be over me,

My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams, I'd be
Nearer, my God, to Thee-

Nearer to Thee.

3 There let the way appear

Steps up to leaven;
All that Thou send'st to me

In mercy given.
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee

Nearer to Thee.
4 Then with my waking thoughts,

Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs,

Bethel I'll raise ;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee

Nearer to Thee.
5 Or if on joyful wing,

Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,

Upwards I fly;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Theé-

Nearer to Thee.

521

1 Kings viii. 38–40. C. M.

MONTGOMERY.
1 ATHER of all our mercies, Thou

In whom we move and live,
Hear us, in heaven Thy dwelling, now,

And answer and forgive.
2 When bound with sins and trespasses,

From wrath we fain would flee, Lord, cancel our unrighteousness,

And set the captivos free.
3 When harassed by ten thousand foes,

Our helplessness we feel ;
O give the weary soul repose,

The wounded spirit heal.