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Wymn.

Earnestly desiring and seeking Holiness,

1 JESUS, Thine all-victorious love

Shed in my heart abroad;
Then shall

my

feet no longer rove, Rooted and fix'd in God.

2 Love only can the conquest win,

The strength of sin subdue, (Mine own unconquerable sin,)

And form my soul anew.

3 Love can bow down the stubborn neck,

The stone to flesh convert;
Soften, and melt, and pierce, and break,

An adamantine heart.

4 O that in me the sacred fire

Might now begin to glow!
Burn up the dross of base desire,

And make the mountains flow !

5 O that it now from heav'n might fall,

And all my sins consume !
Come, HOLY GHOST, for Thee I call;

Spirit of burning, come.
6 Refining fire, go through my heart,

Illuminate my soul;
Scatter Thy life through ev'ry part,

And sanctify the whole.

7 My stedfast soul, made one with Thee,

Shall then no longer move ;
But CHRIST be all the world to me,

And all my heart be love.

Hymn.

Earnestly desiring and seeking Holiness.

1 JESUS, the all-restoring Word,

My fallen spirit's hope,
After Thy lovely likeness, LORD,

Ah, when shall I wake up?

2 Thou, O my God, Thou only art

The Life, the Truth, the Way;
Quicken my soul, instruct my heart,

My sinking footsteps stay.

3. Of all Thou hast'on earth below,

In heav'n above, to give,
Give me Thy only love to know,

In Thee to walk and live.

4 Fill me with all the life of Love;

In mystic union join
Me to Thyself, and let me prove

The fellowship divine.

5 Open the intercourse between

My longing soul and Thee,
Never to be broke off again

To all eternity

Hymn.

Earnestly desiring and seeking the Shepherd.

1 THOU Shepherd of Israel and mine,

The joy and desire of my heart,
For closer communion I pine ;

I long to reside where Thou art:
The pasture I languish to find,

Where all, who their SHEPHERD obey,
Are fed, on Thy bosom reclin’d,

And screen'd from the heat of the day.

2 Ah! show me that happiest place,

The place of Thy people's abode, Where saints in an ecstasy gaze,

And hang on a crucified God:
Thy love for a sinner declare ;

Thy passion and death on the tree ;
My spirit to Calvary bear,

To suffer and triumph with Thee..

3 'Tis there with the lambs of Thy flock,

There only I covet to rest; To lie at the foot of the rock,

Or rise to be hid in Thy breast : 'Tis there I would always abide,

And never a moment depart; Conceald in the cleft of Thy side,

Eternally held in Thy heart.

Hymn.

Whom have I in Heaven, &c."

i COME, SAVIOUR-Jesus, from above!

Assist me with Thy heav'nly grace! Empty my heart of earthly love,

And for Thyself prepare the place. 2 O let Thy sacred presence fill,

And set my longing spirit free! Which pants to have no other will,

But night and day to feast on Thee. 3 While in this region here below,

No other good will I pursue;
I'll bid this world of noise and shew,
• With all it's glitt'ring snares, adieu.

4 That path with humble speed I'll seek,

In which my SAVIOUR's footsteps shine; Nor will I hear, nor will I speak

Of any other love but Thine.
5 Henceforth may no profane delight

Divide this consecrated soul;
Possess it Thou, who hast the right,

As LORD and MASTER of the whole.

6 Nothing on earth do I desire,

But l'hy pure love within my breast :
This, only this will I require,

And freely give up all the rest.

Wymn.

Home in View.

1 As when the weary trav’ller gains

The height of some o’er-looking hill,
His heart revives, if cross the plains

He eyes his home, though distant still. 2 While he surveys the much-lov'd spot,

He slights the space that lies between ; His past fatigues are now forgot,

Because his journey's end is seen. 3 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views,

By faith, his mansion in the skies,
The sight his fainting strength renews,

And wings his speed to reach the prize : 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers,

No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears,

So he may safe arrive at last.

5 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell

With Jesus, in the realms of day;
Then I shall bid my cares farewell,

And He will wipe my tears away. 6 Jesus, on Thee our hope depends,

To lead us on to Thine abode; Assur'd our hope will make amends

For all our toil while on the road.

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