3 Thee, my new Master, now I call, And consecrate to thee my all: Lord, let me live and die to thee; Be thine through all eternity. 398 L. M. Happy day. O happy day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. CHORUS. Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away; He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every day. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 ’Tis done; the great transaction’s done; I am my Lord’s, and he is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long divided heart! Fixed on this blissful center rest; Here have I found a nobler part, Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear; Till in life’s latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. 399 L. M. Joy of consecration to Christ. O sweetly breathe the lyres above, When angels touch the quivering string, And wake, to chant Immanuel’s love, Such strains as angel-lips can sing! 2 And sweet, on earth, the choral swell, From mortal tongues, of gladsome lays; When pardoned souls their raptures tell, And, grateful, hymn Immanuel’s praise. 3 Jesus, thy name our souls adore; We own the bond that makes us thine; And carnal joys, that charmed before, For thy dear sake we now resign. 4 Our hearts, by dying love subdued, Accept thine offered grace to-day; Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed, We bow, and give ourselves away. 5 In thee we trust—on thee rely; Though we are feeble, thou art strong; O, keep us till our spirits fly To join the bright, immortal throng! 400 L. M. 6 lines. The sure refuge. Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain; The wounds of Jesus, for my sin, Before the world’s foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 O Love, thou bottomless abyss! My sins are swallowed up in thee; Covered is my unrighteousness; From condemnation now I’m free; While Jesus’ blood through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries. 3 With faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Saviour’s breast. Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear! Mercy is all that’s written here.