Kind Father, look with pity now On one by sin defiled; While at the mercy-seat I bow, O bless thy erring child. 2 My struggles, Lord, to do thy will, How poor and weak they are! But thou art gracious to me still, Then hear my humble prayer. 3 Let love upon my broken heart Pour out its healing balm; Bid all my trembling fears depart— My troubled spirit calm. 4 And now my hope new courage takes, My faith grows strong and sure; The cloud from off my vision breaks, Again my heart is pure. 5 My soul mounts up on wings of light And soars to climes above— The regions where all things are bright, The home of Peace and Love. 6 There, soon I’ll sing of love divine, With all the ransomed throng, There, Jesus shall be ever mine, His love my endless song. 865 C. M. With all boldness. Phil. 1:20. I’m not ashamed to own my Lord, Nor to defend his cause, Maintain the honors of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my Lord, I know his name, His name is all my trust; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I’ve committed to his hands Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father’s face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint for me a place. 866 C. M. Run with patience. Heb. 12:1. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands your zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 ’Tis God’s all-animating voice That calls thee from on high: ’Tis his own hand presents the prize To thy aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around Holds thee in full survey: Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge the way. 4 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have we our race begun! And crowned with victory at thy feet We’ll lay our honors down. 867 C. M. Mighty through God. 2 Cor. 10:4. Nay, tell us not of dangers dire That lie in duty’s path; A warrior of the cross can feel No fear of human wrath. 2 Where’er the prince of darkness holds His earthly reign abhorred, Sword of the Spirit, thee we draw, And battle for the Lord. 3 We go! we go, to break the chains That bind the erring mind, And give the freedom that we feel To all of human kind. 4 But, O, we wear no burnished steel, And seek no gory field; Our weapon is the word of God, His promise is our shield.