3. When at Thy summons I must leave This world of sin and sadness, Grant me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve, But to depart with gladness. My spirit I commend to Thee; O Lord, a blessed end give me Through Jesus Christ;—yea. Amen. C. Melissander, 1574. 384 6s 8 l Thy way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out my path for me. I dare not choose my lot; I would not if I might. Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright. 2. The kingdom that I seek Is Thine; so let the way That leads to it be Thine, Else I must surely stray. Take Thou my cup and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to Thee may seem; Choose Thou my good and ill. 3. Choose Thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine, the choice, In things or great or small; Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom and my All. H. Bonar, 1857. 385 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 What is the world to me And all its vaunted pleasure When Thou, and Thou alone, Lord Jesus, art my Treasure! Thou only, dearest Lord, My soul’s Delight shalt be; Thou art my Peace, my Rest,— What is the world to me! 2. The world is like the smoke, A fleeting exhalation, A shadow faint and dim, Of very short duration. My Jesus doth abide, Though all things fade and flee; My everlasting Rock,— What is the world to me! 3. The world strives to be praised And honored by the mighty Nor will at all reflect How frail they are and flighty. But what I glory in Above all things is He, My Jesus, He alone,— What is the world to me! 4. The world seeks after wealth, And unto Mammon offers Its all, content if gold Is hoarded in its coffers. I know a higher good, Which e’er my joy shall be; My Jesus is my Wealth,— What is the world to me! 5. The world is sorely grieved Whenever it is slighted, As though an enemy Its honor would have blighted. Christ, I bear Thy reproach While thus it pleaseth Thee! I’m honored by my Lord,— What is the world to me! 6. The world cannot extol Too highly sinful pleasures And foolishly resigns For them the heavenly treasures. Let others love the world To please their vanity: I love the Lord, my God,— What is the world to me!