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2 They shall find rest that learn of me;
I'm of a meek and lowly mind;
But passion rages like the sea,

And pride is restless as the wind.

3 Bless'd is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight: My yoke is easy to his neck,

My grace shall make the burden light.

4 Jesus, we come at Thy command;
With faith and hope and humble zeal,
Resign our spirits to Thy hand,
To mould and guide us at Thy will.

340

1 Pet. 11. 7. C. M.

DODDRIDGE

1 JESUS! I love Thy charming name,

mine ear;

Fain would I sound it out so loud,

That heaven and earth should hear.

2 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.

3 All my capacious powers can wish,
In Thee doth richly meet;
Nor to mine eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.

5 I'll speak the honours of Thy name
With my last labouring breath;
Then speechless clasp Thee in mine arms
My joy in life and death,

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1 John iv. 10. C. M.

STEELE

our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song:

O may His love-immortal flame

Tune every heart and tongue.

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch

In wonder dies away.

3 He left His radiant throne on high,
Left the bright realms of bliss,

And came to earth, to bleed and die!
Was ever love like this?

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to Thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
The Saviour died for me.

5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme,
Fill every heart and tongue,

Till strangers learn Thy glorious name,
And join the sacred song.

342 Isaiah Ixill. 7; 1. 113th M. DESSLER.

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Translated by J. WESLEY.

GOD, of good the unfathomed sea,

Who would not love Thee with his might?
O Jesus, lover of mankind,

Who would not his whole soul and mind,
With all his strength to Thee unite?

2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays:
Before the insufferable blaze

Angels with both wings veil their eyes. And yet Thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I with Thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss.

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3 Astonished at Thy frowning brow,
Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow:
Terrible majesty is Thine.

Who, then, can that vast love express,
Which bows Thee down to me, who less
Than nothing am, till Thou art mine?

4 Fountain of good, all blessing flows
From Thee; no want Thy fulness knows:
What but Thyself canst Thou desire?
Yet, self-sufficient as Thou art,
Thou dost desire my worthless heart:
This, only this, dost Thou require.

5 Primeval Beauty! in Thy sight
The first-born fairest sons of light
See all their brightest glories fade:
What, then, to me Thine eyes could turn?
In sin conceiv'd, of woman born,
A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade!

6 Hell's armies tremble at Thy nod,
And, trembling, own the Almighty God,
Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky;
But who is this that comes from far,
Whose garments roll'd in blood appear?
"Tis God made man, for man to die.

343 Matt. xx. 28. C. M. DODDRIDGE.

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AVIOUR of men, and Lord of love,
How sweet Thy gracious name!
With joy that errand we review,
On which Thy mercy came.

2 For us mean, wretched, sinful men
Thou laid'st that glory by,

First in our mortal flesh to serve,
Then in that flesh to die.

341

1

1 John iv. 10. C. M.

STEELE

10 our Redeemer's glorious name
Awake the sacred song:

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O may His love-immortal flame-
Tune every heart and tongue.

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch

In wonder dies away.

3 He left His radiant throne on high,
Left the bright realms of bliss,

And came to earth, to bleed and die !
Was ever love like this?

4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to Thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
The Saviour died for me.

5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme,
Fill every heart and tongue,

Till strangers learn Thy glorious name,
And join the sacred song.

342 Isaiah Ixiii. 7; 1. 113th M. DESSLER.

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Translated by J. WESLEY.

GOD, of good the unfathomed sea,
Who would not give his heart to Thee?
Who would not love Thee with his might?
O Jesus, lover of mankind,

Who would not his whole soul and mind,
With all his strength to Thee unite?

2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays:
Before the insufferable blaze

Angels with both wings veil their eyes. And yet Thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I with Thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss.

3 Astonished at Thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow: Terrible majesty is Thine.

Who, then, can that vast love express, Which bows Thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till Thou art mine?

4 Fountain of good, all blessing flows
From Thee; no want Thy fulness knows:
What but Thyself canst Thou desire?
Yet, self-sufficient as Thou art,
Thou dost desire my worthless heart:
This, only this, dost Thou require.

5 Primeval Beauty! in Thy sight
The first-born fairest sons of light
See all their brightest glories fade:
What, then, to me Thine eyes could turn?
In sin conceiv'd, of woman born,

A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade!

6 Hell's armies tremble at Thy nod,
And, trembling, own the Almighty God,
Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky:
But who is this that comes from far,
Whose garments roll'd in blood appear?
"Tis God made man, for man to die.

343 Matt. xx. 28. C. M. DODDRIDGE.

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SAVIOUR of men, and Lord of love,
How sweet Thy gracious name!

With joy that errand we review,

On which Thy mercy came.

2 For us mean, wretched, sinful men
Thou laid'st that glory by,
First in our mortal flesh to serve,
Then in that flesh to die.

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