_Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathomed no man knows;
I see from far Thy beauteous light,
Inly I sigh for Thy repose:
My heart is pained, nor can it be
At rest till it finds rest in Thee._
_Is there a thing beneath the sun
That strives with Thee my heart to share?
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in Thee._
_Oh, hide this self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me, may live;
My vile affections crucify,
Nor let one darling lust survive!
In all things nothing may I see,
Nothing desire or seek, but Thee!_
_Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits Thy call:
Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
'I am thy Lord, thy God, thy All!'
To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice,
To share Thy cross be all my choice._
CONTENTS
PAGE
PREFACE v
FOREWORD ix
I. GOD'S CALL 1
II. CONSECRATION COMPLETE 8
III. DIVINE FELLOWSHIP 15
IV. FINDING GOD 23
V. THE DOCTRINE ADORNED 31
VI. SURENESS 40
VII. THE PATHWAY OF THE HOLY 49
VIII. CIRCUMSTANCES AND CONSEQUENCES 58
IX. BOUND TO THE ALTAR 68
X. WHY SHOULD I? 77
XI. JUDGED BY FRUIT 87
XII. PERPETUAL COVENANTS 95
XIII. THE BAPTISM OF THE SPIRIT 104
XIV. LOST EARNINGS 113
XV. FIGHTING HOLINESS 123
XVI. SANCTIFIED COMMONPLACES 132
XVII. SPIRITUAL GROWTH 141
XVIII. THE INWARD LAWS 151
XIX. WORRY VERSUS PEACE 159
XX. AN APPEAL AND A RESPONSE 168
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