Not for my fault, or folly's sake,
The name, or mode, or form, I take,
But for true holiness:
Let me be wrong'd, revil'd, abhöfr’à,
And thee, my sanctifying Lord,
In life and death confess.
7 Call'd to sustain the hallow'd cross,
And suffer for thy righteous cause,
Pronounce me doubly blest:
And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord,
Assure me of my great reward,
In heaven's eternal feast.
SECTION IV.
For Believers Watching.
RACIOUS Redeemer, shake
Ghis slumber from my soul!
Say to me now, "Awake, awake! A "And Christ shall make thee whc.e. Lay to thy mighty hand;
Alarm me in this hour:
And make me fully understand
The thunder of thy power!
Give me on thee to call,
Always to watch and pray,
Lest I into temptation fall,
And cast my shield away.
For each assault prepar'd,
And ready may I be;
For ever standing on my guard, IT &
And looking up to thee.
30 do thou always warn
My soul of evil near!
When to the right or left I turn,
Thy voice still let me hear,
Come back, this is the way!
"Come back, and walk herein!"
O may I hearken and obey,
And shun the paths of sin!
Thou seest my feebleness;
Jesu, be thou my power,
My help and refuge in distress,
My fortress and my tower.
Give me to trust in thee;
Be thou my sure abode :
My horn, and rock, and buckler be,
My Saviour, and my God.
5 Myself I cannot save;
Myself cannot keep;
But strength in thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep:
My soul to thee alone,
Now therefore I commend;
Thou, Jesus, love me as thy own,
And love me to the end.
FATHER, to thee I lift mine eyes,
My longing eyes, and restless heart;
Before the morning watch I rise,
And wait to taste how good thou art;
To' obtain the grace I humbly claim,
The saving power of Jesu's name.
2 This slumber from my soul, O shake! Warn'd by thy Spirit's inward call, Let me to righteousness awake,
And pray that I no more may fall;
Or give to sin or Satan place,
But walk in all thy righteous ways.
O wouldst thou, Lord, thy servant guard
'Gainst every known or secret foe;
A mind for all assaults prepar'd,adT
A sober, vigilant mind bestow, {T
Ever appriz'd of danger nigh,
And when to fight, and when to fly.
O never suffer me to sleep
Secure within the verge of hell
But still my watchful spirit keep
In lowly awe and loving zeal; 192
And bless me with a godly fear,
And plant that guardian-angel here!
Attended by that sacred dread,
And wise from evil to depart, Let me from strength to strength proceed,
And rise to purity of heart:
Through all the paths of duty move, From humble faith to perfect love.
G Supremely great and good,
OD of all grace and majesty,
If I have mercy found with thes,
Through the atoning blood
The guard of all thy mercies give,
And to my pardon join:
A fear lest I should ever grieve
The gracious Spirit divine.
If mercy is indeed with thee,
May I obedient prove, 、
Nor e'er abuse my liberty,
Or sin against thy love:
This choicest fruit of faith bestoww2
On a poor sojourner.;
And let me pass my days below, as of In humbleness and fear.sup buk
Rather I would in darkness mourn
The absence of thy peace,
Than e'er by light irreverence turn
Thy grace to wantonness;
Rather I would in painful awe
Beneath thy anger move,
Than sin against the gospel law se
Of liberty and love.
4 But, Of thou would'st not have me live In bondage, grief, or pain;
Thou dost not take delight to grieve
The helpless sons of mens
Thy will is my salvation, Lord;
let it now take place!
let me tremble at thy word Of reconciling grace.
Still may I walk as in thy sight, 14
My strict observer see:
And thou by reverent love unite
My child-like heart to thee:
Still let me, till my days are past,
At Jesu's feet abide,
So shall he lift me up at last,
And seat me by his side.
WANT a principle within
Of jealous godly fear;
A sensibility of sin,
A pain to feel it near;
I want the first approach to feel,
Of pride, or fond desire;200
To catch the wand'ring of my will,
And quench the kindling fire.
2 From thee that I no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience give.
Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make!
Awake my soul when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.
3 If to the right or left I stray,
That moment, Lord, reprove;
And let me weep my
life away,
For having griev'd thy love.
O may the least omission pain
My well-instructed soul!
And drive me to the blood again,
Which makes the wounded whole.
Hand still my tempted soul stand ELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly,
Throughout the evil day!
The sacred watchfulness impart,
And keep the issues of my heart,
And stir me up to pray.
2 My soul with thy whole armour arm;
In each approach of sin alarm,
And shew the danger near!
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me,
And fill with godly jealousy,
And sanctifying fear.
s Whene'er my careless hands hang down,
O let me see thy gathering frown,
And feel thy warning eye.
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