2 Lord, turn thee to my soul; Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet From sin's destructive snare? 3 When shall the sov'reign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wand'ring feet have trod? 4 Oh, keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame; For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. Isaac Watts, 1719. 274 Trusting. 7s. _At the Cross._ (694) I am coming to the cross; I am poor, and weak, and blind; I am counting all but dross; I shall thy salvation find. Cho.--I am trusting, Lord, in thee, Blest Lamb of Calvary; Humbly at thy cross I bow; Save me, Jesus, save me now. 2 Long my heart has sighed for thee; Long has evil reigned within; Jesus sweetly speaks to me-- I will cleanse you from all sin. 3 Here I give my all to thee-- Friends, and time, and earthly store; Soul and body thine to be-- Wholly thine--forevermore. 4 In the promises I trust; Now I feel the blood applied; I am prostrate in the dust; I with Christ am crucified. 5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul! Perfected in love I am! I am ev'ry whit made whole; Glory! glory to the Lamb! Wm. McDonald. 275 I'll Live for Him. P.M. _Dedication of Self._ My life, my love I give to thee, Thou Lamb of God, who died for me; Oh, may I ever faithful be My Savior and my God. Cho.--I'll live for him who died for me, How happy, then, my life shall be! I'll live for him who died for me, My Savior and my God. 2 I now believe thou dost receive, For thou hast died that I might live; And now henceforth I'll trust in thee, My Savior and my God. 3 Oh, thou who died on Calvary, To save my soul and make me free, I consecrate my life to thee, My Savior and my God. 276 Take My Heart, Dear Jesus. P.M. _The Offered Heart._ Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it all thine own, Let thy Holy Spirit Break this heart of stone, And make me all thine own. Cho.--Take my heart, and let it be Ev'ry moment more like thee; At thy feet I bow; Take my heart just now, And make me all thine own. 2 Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it pure and clean; Let thy blood, still flowing, Wash away my sin, And make me pure and clean. 3 Take my heart, dear Jesus, Make it white as snow; May the cleansing fountain, May the precious flow, Still keep me white as snow. Baltzell 277 Entire Consecration. 7s. _Self-Dedication_ Take my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to thee; Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of thy love. Cho.--Wash me in the Savior's precious blood, the precious blood, Cleanse me in its purifying flood, the healing flood, Lord, I give to thee my life and all, to be Thine, henceforth, eternally. 2 Take my feet, and let them be Swift and beautiful for thee; Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only for my King