3. Help me in future, God of grace, Help me on each occasion, Help me in each and ev’ry place, Help me through Jesus’ Passion; Help me in life and death, O God, Help me through Jesus’ dying blood, Help me as Thou hast helped me! Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg, † 1706; A. Crull, tr., 1882. THE REDEEMER. 81 8, 7, 8, 7 Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, Humbly trusting in Thy cross; That alone be all our glory, All things else are only dross. 2. Thee we own a perfect Savior, Only Source of all that’s good. Every grace and every favor Comes to us through Jesus’ blood. 3. Jesus gives us true repentance, By His Spirit sent from heav’n; Whispers this transporting sentence, “Son, thy sins are all forgiv’n.” 4. Faith He grants us to believe it, Grateful hearts His love to prize; Want we wisdom? He must give it; Hearing ears and seeing eyes. 5. Jesus gives us pure affections, Wills to do what He requires, Makes us follow His directions, And what He commands, inspires. 6. All our prayers and all our praises, Rightly offered in His name,— He that dictates them is Jesus; He that answers is the same. Joseph Hart, 1759. 82 6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5, 7, 8, 6 Jesus, priceless Treasure, Source of purest pleasure, Truest Friend to me! Long my heart hath panted, Till it well-nigh fainted, Thirsting after Thee. Thine I am, O spotless Lamb! I will suffer naught to hide Thee, Ask for naught beside Thee. 2. In Thine arms I rest me, Foes who would molest me Cannot reach me here; Though the earth be shaking, Every heart be quaking, Jesus calms my fear; Sin and hell, In conflict fell, With their heaviest storms assail me. Jesus will not fail me. 3. Satan, I defy thee; Death, I need not fly thee; Fear, I bid thee cease! Rage, O world; thy noises Cannot drown our voices Singing still of peace, For God’s power Guards every hour; Earth and all its depths adore Him, Silent bow before Him. 4. Wealth, I will not heed thee, Wherefore should I need thee? Jesus is my Joy. Honors, ye may glisten, But I will not listen, Ye the soul destroy. Want or loss Or shame or cross Ne’er to leave my Lord shall move me Since He deigns to love me. 5. Farewell, thou who choosest Earth and heaven refusest; Thou wilt tempt in vain. Farewell, sins, nor blind me, Get ye far behind me, Come not forth again. Past your hour, O pomp and power; Godless life, thy bonds I sever, Farewell now forever!