513. L. M. Wesleyan.
Seeking Rest.
1 O Thou, in whom the weary find
Alone their permanent repose;
Send light into my doubting mind,
Relieve my fears, assuage my woes;
O let my soul on Thee be cast,
Till sin's fierce tyranny be past.
2 Far, far from Thee, O God, removed,
Long have I wandered to and fro;
O'er earth in endless circles roved,
Nor found whereon to rest below;
Back unto Thee, at last, I fly:
Save! for the waters still are high.
3 Selfish pursuits and pleasure's maze,
The things of earth, for Thee I leave;
Pat forth Thy hand, Thy hand of grace,
Into the ark of love receive;
Take this poor fluttering soul to rest,
And still it, Father, on Thy breast.
4 Fill with inviolable peace;
'Stablish in faith my restless heart;
In Thee let all my wanderings cease,
From Thee may I no more depart;
Never again from Thee remove,
Loved with an everlasting love!
514. 10s. M. Dr. Tuckerman.
My Heaven in Thee.
1 Father divine, this deadening power control,
Which to the senses binds the immortal soul;
O break this bondage, Lord! I would be free,
And in my soul would find my heaven, in Thee.
2 My heaven in Thee! O God, no other heaven
To the immortal soul can e'er be given;
O, let Thy kingdom now within me come,
And as above, so here, Thy will be done!
3 My heaven in Thee, O Father, let me find--
My heaven in Thee, within a heart resigned;
No more, of heaven and bliss, my soul, despair,
For where my God is found, my heaven is there.
515. S. M. Wesleyan.
Watch and Pray, Lest Ye Enter into Temptation.
1 Father, this slumber shake
From off my heavy soul!
Say to me now,--awake! awake!
And I will make thee whole!
2 Touch with Thy strengthening hand;
Arouse me in this hour;
And make me fully understand
The thunder of Thy power.
3 Give me on Thee to call;
Always to watch and pray,
Lest I into temptation fall,
And cast my shield away.
4 For each assault prepared
And watchful may I be,
Forever standing on my guard,
And looking unto Thee.
516. S. M. C. Wesley.
For Help in Temptation.
1 Thou seest my feebleness;
Father! be Thou my power,
My help and refuge in distress,
My fortress and my tower!
2 Give me to trust in Thee;
Be Thou my sure abode;
My helm and sword and buckler be,
My Saviour and my God!
3 Myself I cannot save,
Myself I cannot keep;
But strength in Thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep.
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