3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But now I find an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, oh, holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from, my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whatever that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. W. Cowper, 1772. 331 Balerma. C.M. _A Perfect Heart._ (645) Oh, for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free-- A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely spilt for me;-- 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within;-- 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above; Write thy new name upon my heart-- Thy new, best name of Love. Charles Wesley. 1742. 332 Balerma. C.M. _Triumphant Grace._ (847) Amazing grace! how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved: How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. 333 Evan. C.M. _The Peace of God._ (725) We bless thee for thy peace, O God Deep as the soundless sea, Which falls like sunshine on the road Of those who trust in thee. 2 That peace which suffers and is strong, Trusts where it cannot see, Deems not the trial way too long, But leaves the end with thee;-- 3 That peace which flows serene and deep, A river in the soul, Whose banks a living verdure keep; God's sunshine o'er the whole. 4 Such, Father! give our hearts such peace, Whate'er the outward be, Till all life's discipline shall cease, And we go home to thee. Anon. 1862. 334 Varina. C.M. D. _The Voice of Jesus._ (666) I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast." 2 I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad; I found in him a resting-place, And he has made me glad. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say "Behold! I freely give The living water; thirsty one! Stoop down, and drink, and live."