2 What is my being, but for thee, Its sure support, its noblest end? Thine ever-smiling face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend. 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good; Nor future days or powers employ, To spread a sounding name abroad. 4 'Tis to my Savior I would live, To him, who for my ransom died; Nor could all worldly honor give Such bliss as crowns me at his side. Philip Doddridge. 1740. 263 Gratitude. L.M. _God Wills Our Holiness._ (679) He wills that I should holy be; That holiness I long to feel; That full divine conformity To all my Savior's righteous will. 2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul Accomplished in the change of mine; And plunge me, every whit made whole, In all the depths of love divine. 3 On thee, O God, my soul is stayed, And waits to prove thine utmost will; The promise by thy mercy made, Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfill. 4 No more I stagger at thy power, Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move; Hasten the long-expected hour, And bless me with thy perfect love. Charles Wesley. 264 Duane Street. L.M.D. _The Way to God._ Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone, He whom I fixed my hopes upon; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way till him I view. The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment; The King's highway of holiness; I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 2 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not; My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more; Till late I heard my Savior say, "Come hither, soul, I am the way." 3 Lo! glad I come; and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee, as I am; Nothing but sin have I to give; Nothing but love shall I receive. Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Savior I have found; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God." John Cennick, 1743 265 Duane Street. L.M.D. _Bought with a Price._ Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine, With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sovereign right in me. 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of thy grace; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 3 Thine would I live, thine would I die, Be thine through all eternity; The vow is past beyond repeal; And now I set the solemn seal. 4 Here at that cross where flows the blood, That bought my guilty soul for God, Thee, my new Master now I call, And consecrate to thee my all. Rev. Samuel Davies, 1769. _ab._ 266 Ellesdie. 8s & 7s. D. _Leaving All to Follow Christ._ (704) Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be! Perish, every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are still my own!