Jesus alone deserves my heart, 2 His heart, where love and pity dwelt 3 Can I my bleeding Saviour view, 4 Dear Lord, forbid !-oh! bind this heart- So firm, that it may ne'er depart, 172 C. M. Covington. Rye. DO not I love thee, O my Lord ?- And turn each worthless idol out, 2 Do not I love thee from my soul?- 3 Is not thy name melodious still Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat 4 Hast thou a Lamb in all thy flock, Hast thou a foe, before whose face 5 Thou know'st I love thee, O my Lord, Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 173 P That I may love thee more. BLEST Jesus! when my soaring thoughts O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost- 2 Not softest strains can charm my ears, Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 3 Where'er I look, my wondering eyes 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast?-- 5 No-thou art precious to my heart- Forever let thy boundless grace 174 My sweetest thoughts employ. C. M. Corinth. Chesterfield. dol JESUS, I love thy charming name; Fain would I sound it out so loud, 2 Whate'er my noblest powers can wish Not to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. mf 3 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there; P The noblest balm of all its wounds, 4 I'll speak the honors of thy name, Then, speechless, clasp thee in mine arms, 175 C. M. Litchfield. Dundee. dol THOU lovely source of true delight, f Whom I unseen adore ; Unvail thy beauties to my sight, 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines; I read, in fairer, brighter lines, } P Len 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, Thy love, with cheering beams of hope, 4 But ah! too soon the pleasing scene My gloomy fears rise dark between, m" 5 Jesus, my Lord-my life-my light, Break through the gloomy shades of night, 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace Then shail I see thy glorious face 176 C. M. Franklin. Howard's. THOU blest Redeemer, dying Lamb! No music like thy charming name, ⚫ 2 Oh may we ever hear thy voice! In thee, O Lord, let us rejoice, 3 Jesus shall ever be our theme, 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, JESUS! in whom but thee above Bath. Danvers. 2 How soon, O Lord, will life decay! When heart, and strength, and life shall fail? 3 Oh! then be thou, my Saviour, nigh, 178 Indebtedness to Christ. TO thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord, Oh! let the feeblest of thy flock 2 But how shall mortal tongue express Do justice to so vast a theme, Or praise a love like thine? 3 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe Ten thousand thousand comforts here, 4 To thee my trembling spirit flies, 5 Lead on, dear Shepherd !-led by thee, Soon shall I reach thy fold above, 179 And praise thee better there. C. M. JESUS! to thy celestial light, My dawn of hope I owe; Medfield. Dundee. Once wandering in the shades of night, 2 Thy gracious hand redeemed the slave, Be all I am-and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee. 3 Here at thy feet I wait thy will, Oh! give me warmer love and zeal, 180 C. M. St. Martin's. Nottingham. AND why do our admiring eyes And whence-doth every heart reply- 2 And dost thou, Lord, subdue my heart, 3 Redeemed by thee, most gracious Lord, 181 Not ashamed of Christ. JESUS! and shall it ever be A mortal man ashamed of thee? Ashamed of thee-whom angels praise? 3 Ashamed of Jesus?-yes, I may, 182 C. M. Westmoreland. Colchester. I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, Maintain the honor of his word, 2 Jesus, my God!-I know his name- Nor will he put my soul to shame, 3 Firm as his throne-his promise stands, What I've committed to his hands, |