249. Desiring Conformity to Christ. C.M. Beloved, now are we the sons of GOD, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.-I JOHN iii. 2, 3. O WHEN shall I like JESUS be, 2 JESUS! the sinner's rest thou art, 3 The consolations of thy word 4 To thee I look, Incarnate GOD, 5 Thy great salvation I shall know, When free from all my chains below, 6 Joining thy sheep in yonder fold, 250. Desiring the Guidance of the Lord. 8-7. In the day time also he led them with a cloud, and all the night with a light of fire. He clave the rocks in the wilderness, and gave them drink as out of the great depths.-PSALM lxxviii. 14, 15. Be JESUS, lead me by thy power, 2 Through the desert wild conduct me Watch me hourly night and day; 3 [Nothing can preserve my going, Nothing can delay my progress, Far from thee, I faint and languish; 251. Desiring an Increase of Grace. C.M. that are What shall we say then? shall we continue in sin, that JESU, REDEEMER, gracious Lord, 2 For Oh! how faithless is my mind, 3 Yet, O my SAVIOUR, love me still I know where sin, did once abound, 4 Yet let me not thy grace abuse, 5 On me, my King, exert thy pow'r, Transform, and draw my soul to thee 6 Lord, let thy voice of mercy speak, $ Still love, forgive, and pity me, 252. Desiring Hatred of Sin. L.M. I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me.-Rom. vii. 21. O COULD I find some peaceful bower, 2 When to the Throne of Grace I flee, 3 When I attempt to soar above, To view the heights of JESUS' love; Sin seems with me to mount the skies, And veils his glory from mine eyes. 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe, Which keeps my faith and hope so low; I long to dwell in heaven, my home, Where not one sinful thought can come. 253. Desiring Heaven. C. M. For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face.1 COR. Xiii. 12. FATHER, I long, I faint to see I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 2 Here I by faith thy glory trace, But to behold thee face to face 3 I'd part with all the joys of sense 4 There at thy feet with awful fear Saints cast their crowns of glory there 5 There I would vie with all the host His love alone should be my boast, |