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FATHER, in the Name I pray

Of thy incarnate Love;"

Humbly ask, that as my day,

My suffering strength may prove:
When my sorrows most increase,
Let thy strongest joys be given;
Jesus, come with my distress,
And agony is heaven.

2 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
For good remember me!
Me, whom thou hast caus❜d to trust
For more than life on thee:
With me in the fire remain,
Till like burnish'd gold I shine;
Meet, through consecrated pain,
To see the Face Divine.

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HYMN 337.

[L. M.]

ETERNAL Beam of Light divine,

Fountain of unexhausted love;

In whom the Father's glories shine, Through earth beneath, and heaven above.

2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest, Give me thy easy yoke to bear; With steadfast patience arm my breast,

With spotless love, and lowly fear. s Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepar'd and mingled by thy skill Though bitter to the taste it be, Powerful the wounded soul to heal.

4 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh!

So shall each murmuring thought be

gone;

And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly, As clouds before the mid-day sun. 5 Speak to my warring passions," Peace Say to my trembling heart, "Be still;" Thy power my strength and fortress is, For all things serve thy sovereign

will.

6 O death! where is thy sting? Where

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now

Thy boasted victory, O grave?

THOU

Who shall contend with God? or who Can hurt whom God delights to save? HYMN 338. (L. M.] HOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace, For thee my thirsty soul doth pine; My longing heart implores thy grace, O make me in thy likeness shine! 2 With fraudless, even, humble mind, Thy will in all things may I see; Through love be every wish resign'd, And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, With lamb-like patience arm my breast;

When grief my wounded soul assails, In lowly meekness may 1 rest. 4 Close by thy side still may I keep, Howe'er life's various current flow; With steadfast eye mark every step, And follow thee where'er thon go. 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast

won;

Alone thou hast the wine-press trod: In me thy strength'ning grace be shewn, O may I conquer through thy blood.

6 Sɔ when on Sion thou shalt stand,
And all heaven's host adore their
King,

Shall I be found at thy right hand,
And free from pain thy glories sing.

HYMN 330.

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[L. M.]

THOU, to whose all-searching sight,

Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee,

O burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean! 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my Light, be thou my Way; No foes, no violence I fear,

No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of

woe;

Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head, and cheer my

sheart.

5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untir'd, I follow thee! O let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill! 6 If rough and thorny be the way, My strength proportion to my day: Till toil, and grief, and pain shali [peace, Where all is calm, and joy, and

cease,

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SECTION VII.

Seeking for full Redemption.

HYMN 340.

[s. X.]

THE thing my God doth hate,
That I no more may do,

Thy creature, Lord, again create,
And all my soul renew:

My soul shall then, like thine,
Abhor the thing unclean;
And, sanctify'd by love divine,
For ever cease from sin.

2 That blessed law of thine,
Jesus, to me impart ;
The Spirit's law of life divine,
O write it in my heart!
Implant it deep within,
Whence it may ne'er remove,
The law of liberty from sin,
The perfect law of love.

3 Thy nature be my law,
Thy spotless sanctity;
And sweetly every moment draw
My happy soul to thee.
Soul of my soul remain !
Who didst for all fulfil,

In me, O Lord, fulfil again,

Thy heavenly Father's Will.

HYMN 341.

[L. M.]

JESUS, let thy dying ery

Pierce to the bottom of my heart;

Its evils cure, its wants supply,"

And bid my unbelief depart.

2 Slay the dire root and seed of sin;
Prepare for thee the holiest place!
Then, O essential Love, come in!
And fill thy house with endless praise.
3 Let me, according to thy word,
A tender, contrite heart receive,
Which grieves at having griev'd its
Lord,

And never can itself forgive.

4 A heart, thy joys and griefs to feel,
A heart that cannot faithless prove;
A heart where Christ alone may dwell,
All praise, all meekness, and all love.

HYMN 342.

[c. m.]

OD of eternal truth and grace,

G Thy faithful promise seal 1

Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race,
In us, ev'n us fulfil.

2 Let us to perfect love restor'd,
Thy image here retrieve:

And in the presence of our Lord,
The life of angels live.

8 That mighty faith on me bestow,
Which cannot ask in vain;

Which holds, and will not let thee go,
Till I my suit obtain.

4 Till thou into my soul inspire
The perfect love unknown:
And tell my infinite desire,
"Whate'er thou wilt be done."

5 But is it possible that I

Should live, and sin no more?
Lord, if on thee I dare rely,
The faith shall bring the power.