4. Jesus, still lead on Till our rest be won. Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, control, protect us, Till we safely stand In our fatherland. L. v. Zinzendorf, 1721; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853. 332 L. M. God of my life, whose gracious power Through various deaths my soul hath led; Or turned aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head: 2. In all my ways Thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see. O help me still my course to run And still direct my path to Thee. 3. Whither, O whither should I fly But to my loving Savior’s breast? Secure within Thine arms to lie And safe beneath Thy wings to rest! 4. I have no skill the snare to shun; But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art! I ever into ruin run; But Thou art greater than my heart. 5. Foolish and impotent and blind, Lead me a way I have not known; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving Thee alone. 6. Enlarge my heart to make Thee room; Enter and in me ever stay. The crooked then shall straight become; The darkness shall be lost in day. Charles Wesley, 1740. 333 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7 Let us ever walk with Jesus, Follow His example pure, Flee the world, that would deceive us And to sin our soul allure. Ever in His footsteps treading, Body here, yet soul above, Full of faith and hope and love, Let us do the Father’s bidding. Faithful Lord, abide with me; Savior, lead, I follow Thee. 2. Let us suffer here with Jesus, To His image e’er conform; Heaven’s glory soon will please us, Sunshine follow on the storm. Having sown in tears, in gladness We shall reap. With patient cheer Let us hope and, void of fear, Bide the turning of our sadness. Christ, I suffer here with Thee, There, oh, share Thy joy with me! 3. Let us also die with Jesus. His death from the second death, From our soul’s destruction, frees us, Quickens us with life’s glad breath. Let us mortify, while living, Flesh and blood and die to sin; And the grave that shuts us in Shall but prove the gate to heaven. Jesus, here I die to Thee, There to live eternally. 4. Let us also live with Jesus; Since He’s risen from the dead, Must the conquered grave release us. Jesus, Thou art now our Head, We Thy body’s cherished members. Where Thou livest, live shall we; Own us evermore to be, Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren. Jesus, here I live to Thee, Yonder, too, eternally. S. v. Birken, 1652; J. A. Rimbach, tr., a. 334