PART II.
1 JESUS, from whom all blessings flow, Great builder of thy church below, If now thy spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfil thy own request.
2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word; And thee their utmost Saviour own, Unite, and perfect them in one.
3 Gather them in on every side, And in thy tabernacle hide; Give them a resting place to find, A covert from the storm and wind.
4 O find them out some calm recess, Some unfrequented wilderness! Thou, Lord, the secret place prepare, And hide and feed _the woman_ there.
5 Thither collect thy little flock, Under the shadow of their rock: The holy seed, the royal race, The standing monuments of thy grace?
6 O let them all thy mind express, Stand forth thy chosen witnesses! Thy power unto salvation shew, And perfect holiness below.
7 The fulness of thy grace receive, And simply to thy glory live; Strongly reflect the light divine, And in a land of darkness shine.
8 In them let all mankind behold, How Christians liv’d in days of old; (Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach――and love.)
9 O make them of one soul and heart, The all-conforming mind impart; Spirit of peace and unity, The sinless mind that was in thee.
10 Call them into thy wond’rous light, Worthy to walk with thee in white; Make up thy jewels, Lord, and shew, The glorious, spotless church below.
11 From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeem’d from all iniquity: The fellowship of saints make known; And O my God, might I be one!
12 O might my lot be cast with these, The least of Jesu’s witnesses! O that my Lord would count me meet To wash his dear disciples feet!
13 This only thing do I require, Thou know’st ’tis all my heart’s desire, Freely what I receive to give, The servant of thy church to live:
14 After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon the saints below, Enjoy the grace to angels given, And serve the royal heirs of heaven.
15 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, And ask according to thy will, Confirm the prayer, the zeal impart, And speak the answer to my heart.
16 Tell me (or thou shalt never go) “Thy prayer is heard, it shall be so”―――― The word hath pass’d thy lips――and I Shall with thy people live and die.
A farther APPEAL To MEN of REASON and RELIGION.
_Let the righteous smite me friendly and reprove me._
Psalms CXLI. 5.