Part 19
5. Such a heart create in me, That in Thee, O God, believing, At the base iniquity Of my sins I may be grieving; And when hours of woe betide me, In the wounds of Jesus hide me.
6. As a branchlet in the Vine, In my blessed Lord, implant me; Ever of my Head divine To remain a member grant me; Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior, Be my Life and Love forever!
7. Faith and hope and charity Graciously, O Father, give me; Be my Guardian constantly That no devil e’er may grieve me; Grant me humbleness and gladness, Peace and patience in my sadness.
8. Help me speak what’s right and just, And keep silence on occasion; Help me pray, Lord, as I must; Help me bear my tribulation; Help me die and let my spirit Everlasting life inherit.
C. Neumann, 1680; A. Crull, tr.
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How can I thank Thee, Lord, For all Thy loving-kindness? Thou hast so long a time Had patience with my blindness When dead in many sins And trespasses I lay, And kindled, holy God, Thine anger every day.
2. Lord, Thou hast shown to me Divine commiseration: I persevered in sin, But Thou in great compassion; I did resist Thee, Lord, Deferring to repent; Thou didst defer Thy wrath And instant punishment.
3. It is Thy work alone That now I am converted, Thy power o’er Satan’s work In me Thou hast asserted; Thy mercy, that doth reach Unto the clouds, O Lord, Did break my stony heart By Thine almighty Word.
4. Though able to offend Thee, Lord, by sin and failing, Still to regain Thy grace My strength was unavailing. Though I could fall from grace And choose the way of sin, I had no strength to rise, A new life to begin.
5. But Thou hast raised me up And with divine compassion Hast shown me, Lord, the way That leadeth to salvation. I thank Thee, Lord, that now My former sins I hate And freely—not from fear— Dead works abominate.
6. That I may not backslide, But life in heaven inherit, Grant me, while here I live, O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit That He may give me strength In mine infirmity And e’er renew my heart To serve Thee willingly.
7. O guide and lead me, Lord, While here below I wander; Grant that I follow Thee, My Guide and my Commander. For if I lead myself, I soon am led astray; But if Thou leadest me, I do my duty aye.
8. O Father, God of Love, Hear now my supplication! Lord Jesus, Son of God, O grant me Thy salvation! And Thou, O Holy Ghost, Always abide with me That I may serve Thee here And there eternally!
G. Gesenius, c. 1647; A. Crull, tr.
CONSECRATION.
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Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, For all He gives thee day by day? O hast thou in thy gift a favor That can delight and please Him?—say! The best of offerings He requires; Give Him thy heart with its desires.
2. Give God His own if aught thou’rt giving; Say, soul, to whom belongs thy heart? Can Satan, he who hates the living, Or any creature claim a part?— To Thee alone I will assign, O Lord, my heart and all that’s mine.
3. Accept the gift which Thou requirest, The first-fruits of my heart, O God! The offerings Thou so much desirest, For which Thy Son paid with His blood. To Thee alone I now resign My heart, to be forever Thine.
4. Whom should I give my heart’s affection But Thee, who givest Thine to faith? Thy fervent love is my protection; Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death. My heart with Thine shall ever be One heart throughout eternity.
C. F. Lochner, c. 1673.
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O God, Thou faithful God, Thou Fount that ever flowest, Without whom nothing is, Who all good gifts bestowest, A pure and healthy frame O give me and within A conscience free from blame, A soul unhurt by sin.
2. And grant me, Lord, to do, With ready heart and willing, Whate’er Thou shalt command, My calling here fulfilling; To do it when I ought, With all my strength; and bless The work I thus have wrought, For Thou must give success.
3. O let me never speak What bounds of truth exceedeth; Grant that no idle word From out my mouth proceedeth; And grant, when in my place I must and ought to speak, My words due power and grace, Nor let me wound the weak.
4. If dangers gather round, Still keep me calm and fearless; Help me to bear the cross When life is dark and cheerless; Let me subdue my foe By words and actions kind; When counsel I would know, Good counsel let me find.
5. And let me with all men, As far as in me lieth, In peace and friendship live; And if Thy gift supplieth Me wealth and honor fair, Then this refuse me not, That naught be mingled there Of goods unjustly got.
6. And if a longer life Be here on earth decreed me, And Thou through many a strife To age at last wilt lead me, Thy patience in me shed, Avert all sin and shame, And crown my hoary head With pure, untarnished fame.
7. Let me depart this life Confiding in my Savior; Do Thou my soul receive, That it may live forever; And let my body have A quiet resting-place Beside a Christian’s grave; And let it sleep in peace.
8. And on that solemn day When all the dead are waking, Stretch o’er my grave Thy hand, Thyself my slumbers breaking; Then let me hear Thy voice, Change Thou this earthly frame, And bid me aye rejoice With those who love Thy name.
J. Heermann, 1630.
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O God, forsake me not! Thy gracious presence lend me; Lead Thou Thy helpless child, Thy Holy Spirit send me That I my course may run. Be Thou my Light, my Lot, My Staff, my Rock, my Shield,— O God, forsake me not!
2. O God, forsake me not! Take not Thy Spirit from me And suffer not the might Of sin to overcome me; Increase my feeble faith, Which Thou Thyself hast wrought; Be Thou my Strength and Power,— O God, forsake me not!
3. O God, forsake me not! Lord, hear my supplication! In every evil hour Help me o’ercome temptation; And when the Prince of hell My conscience seeks to blot, Be Thou not far from me,— O God, forsake me not!
4. O God, forsake me not! Thy mercy I’m addressing; O Father, God of Love, Grant me Thy heavenly blessing To do the duty which To me Thou didst allot, To do what pleaseth Thee,— O God, forsake me not!
5. O God, forsake me not! Lord, I am Thine forever. Grant me true faith in Thee; Grant that I leave Thee never; Grant me a blessed end When my good fight is fought, Help me in life and death,— O God, forsake me not!
S. Franck, † 1725; A. Crull, tr.
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O Love, who formedst me to wear The image of Thy Godhead here; Who soughtest me with tender care Through all my wand’rings wild and drear,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn On me Thy choice hast gently laid; O Love, who here as man wast born And like to us in all things made,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
3. O Love, who once in time wast slain, Pierced through and through with bitter woe; O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain That we eternal joy might know,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
4. O Love, of whom in truth and light, The Word and Spirit, life and power, Whose heart was bared to them that smite, To shield us in our trial hour,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
5. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine; Love, who hast conquered me at last, Enrapturing this heart of mine,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
6. O Love, who lovest me for aye, Who for my soul dost ever plead; O Love, who didst my ransom pay, Who for me e’er dost intercede,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
7. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise From out this dying life of ours; O Love, who once above yon skies Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.
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Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy, Thee will I love with all my power, With ardor time shall ne’er destroy. Thee will I love, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine.
2. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior, Who art my best and truest Friend; Thee will I love and praise forever, For never shall Thy kindness end; Thee will I love with all my heart, For Thou my Bridegroom art.
3. Alas! that I so late have known Thee, Who art the Fairest and the Best, Nor sooner for my Lord could own Thee, Our highest Good, our only Rest! Now bitter shame and grief I prove O’er this my tardy love.
4. I wandered long in willing blindness; I sought Thee, but I found Thee not; For still I shunned Thy beams of kindness, The creature-light filled all my thought. And if at last I see Thee now, ’Twas Thou to me didst bow!
5. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from heaven, Whose shining hath brought light to me; I thank Thee, who hast richly given All that could make me glad and free; I thank Thee that my soul is healed By what Thy lips revealed.
6. O keep me watchful, then, and humble And suffer me no more to stray; Uphold me when my feet would stumble, Nor let me loiter by the way; Fill all my nature with Thy light, O Radiance strong and bright!
7. O teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly With soul and body, head and heart, And grant me grace that I may duly Practise fore’er love’s sacred art; Grant that my every thought may be Directed e’er to Thee.
8. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness, Thee will I love, my God and Lord, Amid the darkest depths of sadness, Not for the hope of high reward, For Thine own sake, O Light Divine, So long as life is mine.
J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1863.
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Renew me, O eternal Light, And let my heart and soul be bright, Illumined with the light of grace, That issues from Thy holy face.
2. Destroy in me the lust of sin, From all impureness make me clean; O grant me power and strength, my God, To strive against my flesh and blood.
3. Create in me a new heart, Lord, That gladly I obey Thy Word And naught but what Thou wilt, desire; With such new life my soul inspire.
4. Grant that I only Thee may love And seek those things which are above, Till I behold Thee face to face, O Light eternal, through Thy grace.
J. F. Ruopp, 1704; A. Crull, tr.
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My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine! Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly Thine!
2. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire. As Thou hast died for me, Oh, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire!
3. While life’s dark maze I tread And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my Guide. Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow’s tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
4. When ends life’s transient dream, When death’s cold, sullen stream Shall o’er me roll, Blest Savior, then, in love, Fear and distrust remove; Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul!
Ray Palmer, 1830.
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Thy life was giv’n for me, Thy blood, O Lord, was shed, That I might ransomed be And quickened from the dead. Thy life was giv’n for me: What have I giv’n for Thee?
2. Thy Father’s home of light. Thy rainbow-circled throne, Were left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. Yea, all was left for me: Have I left aught for Thee?
3. And Thou hast brought to me, Down from Thy home above, Salvation full and free, Thy pardon and Thy love. Great gifts Thou broughtest me: What have I brought to Thee?
4. Oh, let my life be given, My years for Thee be spent, World’s fetters all be riven, And pain with joy be blent! Thou gavest Thyself for me; I give myself to Thee.
F. R. Havergal, 1858, abr. and a.
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Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me; Nor should I aught withhold, Dear Lord, from Thee. In love my soul would bow, My heart fulfil its vow, Some off’ring bring Thee now, Something for Thee.
2. O’er the blest mercy-seat, Pleading for me, My feeble faith looks up, Jesus, to Thee. Help me the cross to bear, Thy wondrous love declare, Some song to raise or pray’r, Something for Thee.
3. Give me a faithful heart— Likeness to Thee— That each departing day Henceforth may see Some work of love begun, Some deed of kindness done, Some wand’rer sought and won, Something for Thee.
4. All that I am and have— Thy gifts so free— In joy, in grief, through life, Dear Lord, for Thee! And when Thy face I see, My ransomed soul shall be Through all eternity Something for Thee.
S. D. Phelps, 1867.
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O for a faith that will not shrink, Though pressed by many a foe; That will not tremble on the brink Of poverty or woe;
2. That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But in the hour of grief or pain Can lean upon its God;
3. A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without; That, when in danger, knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt;
4. That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown Nor heeds its scornful smile; That sin’s wild ocean cannot drown, Nor Satan’s arts beguile;
5. A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life’s last hour is fled And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed.
6. Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate’er may come, We’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home.
W. H. Bathhurst, 1830, a.
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Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
2. Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy love; Take my feet and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee.
3. Take my voice and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips and let them be Filled with messages from Thee.
4. Take my silver and my gold, Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect and use Every power as Thou shalt choose.
5. Take my will and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine; Take my heart, it is Thine own, It shall be Thy royal throne.
6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-store; Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee.
F. R. Havergal, 1874.
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Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, Who Thy Father’s flock dost keep, Safe we wake and safe we sleep Guarded still by Thee.
2. In Thy promise firm we stand, None can pluck us from Thy hand, Speak—we hear—at Thy command We will follow Thee.
3. By Thy blood our souls were bought, By Thy life salvation wrought, By Thy light our feet are taught, Lord, to follow Thee.
4. Father, draw us to Thy Son; We with joy will follow on Till the work of grace is done And, from sin set free,
5. We, in robes of glory dressed, Join th’ assembly of the blest, Gathered to eternal rest In the fold with Thee.
Henry Cook, 1868.
GIVING.
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O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all?
2. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav’st Him for a world undone, And freely with that Blessed One Thou givest all.
3. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s holy dower, Spirit of Life and Love and Power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all.
4. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, What can to Thee, O Lord, be given, Who givest all?
5. We lose what on ourselves we spend; We have, as treasure without end, Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all.
6. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee Repaid a thousandfold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee, Who givest all.
C. Wordsworth, abr., 1863.
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Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice; And with that hast freely given Blessings countless as the sand, To th’ unthankful and the evil With Thine own unsparing hand.
2. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee, Gladly, freely, of Thine own; With the sunshine of Thy goodness Melt our thankless hearts of stone, Till our cold and selfish natures, Warmed by Thee, at length believe That more happy and more blessed ’Tis to give than to receive.
3. Wondrous honor hast Thou given To our humblest charity In Thine own mysterious sentence, “Ye have done it unto Me.” Can it be, O gracious Master, Thou dost deign for alms to sue, Saying by Thy poor and needy, “Give as I have given to you”?
4. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us With Thy life-blood as the price, Never grudging for the lost ones That tremendous sacrifice, Give us faith to trust Thee boldly, Hope, to stay our souls on Thee; But oh! best of all Thy graces, Give us Thine own charity.
E. S. Alderson, 1868, abr.
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Lord, lead the way the Savior went, By lane and cell obscure, And let love’s treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor.
2. Like Him through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world’s sad weight, We, in their crowded loneliness, Would seek the desolate.
3. For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill, And that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still.
4. Mean are all offerings we can make, But Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Savior’s sake, They lose not their reward.
W. Crosswell, 1831.
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Almighty Father, heav’n and earth With lavish wealth before Thee bow; Those treasures owe to Thee their birth, Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou.
2. The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea, The gold, the silver, sparkling gem, The waving corn, the bending tree, Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them.
3. To Thee, as early morning’s dew, Our praises, alms, and prayer shall rise, As rose, when joyous earth was new, Faith’s patriarchal sacrifice.
4. We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest, The costliest offerings on Thy shrine; But when we give, and give our best, We only give Thee what is Thine.
5. O Father, whence all blessings come, O Son, Dispenser of God’s store, O Spirit, bear our offerings home; Lord, make them Thine forevermore.
E. A. Dayman, 1868.
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We give Thee but Thine own, Whate’er the gift may be; All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee.
2. May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first-fruits give!
3. To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless— Is angels’ work below.
4. The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace— It is a Christlike thing.
5. And we believe Thy Word, Though dim our faith may be. Whate’er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee.
W. W. How, 1858, abr.
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O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee.
2. And Thou, who cam’st on earth to die That fallen man might live thereby, O hear us, for to Thee we cry, In hope, O Lord, to Thee.
3. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy blood hath bought, That every word and deed and thought May work a work for Thee.
4. For all are brethren, far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died; Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide, To love them all in Thee.
5. In sickness, sorrow, want, or care, Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share; May we, where help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee!
6. And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live to live in love, Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above All those who give to Thee.
G. Thring, 1879.
TRUST.
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All depends on our possessing God’s free love and grace and blessing, Though all earthly wealth depart; He who God for his hath taken Mid the changing world unshaken Keeps a free, heroic heart.
2. He who hitherto hath fed me And to many a joy hath led me Is and ever shall be mine; He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, Will not leave me now to pine.
3. Shall I weary me with fretting O’er vain trifles and regretting Things that never can remain? I will strive but that to win me Which can shed true rest within me, Rest the world must seek in vain.
4. When my heart with longing sickens, Hope again my courage quickens, For my wish shall be fulfilled. If it please His will most tender, Soul and body I surrender Unto Him on whom I build.
5. Well He knows how best to grant me All the longing hopes that haunt me; All things have their proper day. I would dictate to Him never; As God wills, so be it ever; When He wills, I will obey.