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4 Fly, ye seasons, fly still faster;

Swiftly bring the glorious day:
Jesus, come, our Lord, our master!
Come from heav'n without delay :

Take thy people,
Take, O take them hence away.

262. Desiring to Live unto Christ. S. M. For the love of CHRIST constraineth us ; because we

thus judge, that if one died for all, then were all dead : and that he died for all, that they which live should not henceforth live unto themselves, but unto him which died for them and rose again.--2 Cor. v. 14, 15.

WHEN shall thy love constrain

This heart thine own to be?
When shall the wounded spirit gain

A healing rest in thee?
2 Ah! what avails my strife,

My wand'ring to and fro?
Thou hast the words of endless life:

Lord, whither shall I go!
Thy condescending grace

To me did freely move:
It calls me still to seek thy face,

And stoops to ask my love! 4 My worthless heart to gain,

The God who gave me breath,
Was found in fashion as a mau,

And died a cursed death!

5 Then may I sin forsake,

The world for thee resign;
Gracious REDEEMER, take, O take,

And seal me ever thine!

263. Desiring Tenderness of Conscience.

C. M. And herein do I exercise myself, to have always a con

science void of offence toward God, and toward men,
Acts xxiv. 16.
ALMIGHTY God of truth and love,

In me thy power exert;
The mountain from my

soul remove, The hardness of my heart. 2 I want a principle within

Of jealous godly fear;
A tender sense of rising sin,

A pain to feel it near.
3 I want the first approach to feel

Of pride or vain desire;
To catch the wand'rings of my will,,

And quench the kindling fire. 4 From thee that I no more may part,

No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the holy heart,

The tender conscience give. 5 O may the least omission pain

My well-instructed soul,
And drive ine to thy blood again,

Which makes the wounded whole.

264. Desiring a Closer Union with

Christ. S.M. That CHRIST may dwell in your hearts by faith ; that

ye, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; and to know the love of CHRIST, which passeth knowledge.--Eph. iii. 17 to 19.

MY SAVIOUR, thou didst shed
Thy precious blood for me;
Ob dwell within my worthless heart,

And let me live to thee!
2 Thou callest me, though vile,

To come to thee and live;
I therefore come, with all my sins,

I know thou canst forgive. 3 Jesu, my gracious Lord,

I long to see thy face;
To know thee more and more by faith,

And daily grow in grace. 4 And when this life is o'er,

I dwell with thee,
Still worshipping the blessed Lamb,

Who liv'd and died for me.

Oh may

265 Desiring a Closer Walk with God.

C.M.

Where is then the blessedness ye spake of?-GAL. iv. 15.

O FOR a closer walk with God,

A calm and heav'nly frame;
A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb !
2 Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord ?
Where is the soul-refreshing view

Of JESUS, and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd !

How sweet their mem'ry still !
But they have left an aching void,

The world can never fill.
4 Return, O 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,

Whate'er 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.

266. Dreading Love to the Creature.

C.M. Surely every man walketh in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain : he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. And now, LORD, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. PSALMxxxix. 6, 7. HOW vain are all things here below!

How false, and yet how fair !
Each pleasure hath its poison too ;

And every sweet a snare.
2 The brightest things below the sky

Give but a flatt'ring light;
We should suspect some danger nigh,

Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends,

The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wav'ring minds,

And leave but half for God !
4 The fondness of a creature's love,

How strong it strikes the sense,
Thither the warm affections move,

Nor can we call them thence.
5 O LORD, command my heart away

From all created good;
And thou thyself iny portion be,

My soul's eternal food.

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