8. In suffering be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be Thou my Guide And save me, who for me hast died! P. Gerhardt, 1666; J. Wesley, tr., a. 85 L. M. 6 l The Lord my pasture shall prepare And feed me with a shepherd’s care; His presence shall my wants supply And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks He shall attend And all my midnight hours defend. 2. While on the sultry glebe I faint Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My ever wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers soft and slow Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3. Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds, I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. 4. Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid And guide me through the dreadful shade. J. Addison, 1712. 86 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only Can my heartfelt longing still; Without Him my soul is lonely, And I wish what Jesus will. For my heart, which He hath filled, Ever cries: Lord, as Thou wilt. 2. One it is for whom I’m living, Whom I’m loving faithfully; Jesus, unto whom I’m giving What in love He gave to me. Jesus’ blood hides all my guilt; Lord, O lead me as Thou wilt. 3. What to me may seem a treasure, But displeasing is to Thee, O remove such harmful pleasure; Give instead what profits me. Let my heart by Thee be stilled, Make me Thine, Lord, as Thou wilt. 4. Grant that always I endeavor Thy good pleasure to fulfil; In me, through me, with me ever, Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will. Let me die, Lord, on Thee built, When and where and as Thou wilt. 5. Lord, my praise shall be unceasing, For Thou gav’st Thyself to me And, besides, so many a blessing, That I sing most joyfully: Be it unto me, my Shield, As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt. Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 1668; A. Crull, tr. 87 11, 4, 4, 11, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8