2 Enrich me always with thy love; My kind protection ever prove; Thy signet put upon my breast, And let thy spirit on me rest. 3 Assist and teach me how to pray; Incline my nature to obey; What thou abhorr'st that let me flee, And only love what pleases thee. 4 O may I never do my will, But thine, and only thine, fulfil; Let all my time and all my ways Be spent and ended to thy praise. 489. C. M. Anonymous. Prayer for the Christian Temper. 1 Almighty Maker! Lord of all! Of life the only spring! Creator of unnumbered worlds! Supreme, Eternal King! 2 Drive from the confines of my heart Impenitence and pride; Nor let me, in forbidden paths, With thoughtless sinners glide. 3 Let not despair nor fell revenge Be to my bosom known: Oh! give me tears for others' woes, And patience for my own. 4 Feed me with necessary food; I ask not wealth or fame; Give me an eye to see thy will, A heart to bless thy name. 5 May still my days serenely pass, Without remorse or care; And growing holiness my soul For life's last hour prepare. 490. S. M. Methodist Coll. For Holiness. 1 The thing my God doth hate That I no more may do, Thy creature, Lord, again create, And all my soul renew; Abhor the thing unclean, And, sanctified by love divine, Forever cease from sin. 2 That blessed law of thine, Father, to me impart; The Spirit's law of life divine, O write it in my heart! Implant it deep within, Whence it may ne'er remove, The law of liberty from sin, The perfect law of love. 3 Thy nature be my law, Thy spotless sanctity, And sweetly every moment draw My happy soul to thee. Soul of my soul remain! Who didst for all fulfil, In me, O Lord, fulfil again My heavenly Father's will. 491. C. M. Wesley's Coll. "Thy Kingdom Come." 1 Father of me and all mankind, And all the hosts above, Let every understanding mind Unite to praise thy love. 2 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace To every heart of man; Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness, In all our bosoms reign. 3 The righteousness that never ends, But makes an end of sin; The joy that human thought transcends, Into our souls bring in. 4 The kingdom of established peace, Which can no more remove; The perfect powers of godliness, Th' omnipotence of love. 492. S. M. Watts. Seeking God. 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty, fainting soul Thy mercy does implore; Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more.