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THY WORD MY WILL.

ORD, when my soul is filled with grief,
In thee alone I find relief;

When tempting cares disturb my breast,

I fly to thee alone for rest.

Oh, to be wholly thine, my Lord!
Daily to feed upon thy Word,

Daily thy life as mine receive,

And constantly for thee to live!

From every sin that stains my soul

Thy blood can cleanse and make me whole;

From every cloud that hides thy face,

Or grieves the spirit of thy grace.

That every day my life may be
Rooted and grounded, Lord, in thee,
I would, for love of thy dear cross,
Earth's richest treasures count but dross.

To thee my longing heart aspires,
For thou hast given me these desires:
Increase the gift, and then fulfil
The glorious purpose of thy will.

REMEMBER ME FOR GOOD.

REMEMBER me, my God, for good!

Alas! my wayward thought

Oft hath forgotten thee, and ne'er
Hath loved thee as I ought.
Yet though I have forsaken thee,
And wandered far away,

O God, my God, forsake not me,
Nor leave thy sheep astray.

I cannot live cast out from heaven,
Or banished from my Lord;

I cannot rest without the joy
Of thy forgiving word.
Undone, and sinking down beneath

The burden of my sin,

Out of the depths I cry to thee,
That thou wilt make me clean.

Thy dying love my only plea:
Thou canst, Lord, if thou wilt;
For thou art infinite in grace,

Though I am nought but guilt.

Thou didst provide this grace divine,
Spontaneous, rich, and free;

That I the sinner might not die,
The Saviour died for me.

Oh to the fountain of his blood
Give me the faith to flee;

And in my death and on thy throne,
Dear Lord, remember me!

And in thy crown my soul shall shine
Through all eternity;

And the whole universe shall sing,

Such love divine to see.

Then let me know mine interest, Lord,

In this prevailing prayer; The earnest of thy Spirit give,

To save me from despair,

And from this hour, a child of God,

My burden lost from sight,

My soul shall walk, by pardoning grace, With Jesus in the light.

COME TO THE LAMB OF GOD.

OME to the Lamb of God,

COME

For dying sinners slain,

That, sprinkled with his blood,

Thou mayst new life obtain, And safely rest thy soul on him Who gave his life thine to redeem.

He by himself hath purged

Our souls from guilt and sin,

That we by grace divine

The crown of life might win; Preserved from darkness and despair,

For light and love and glory there.

From sin, the world, and death,

O Love divine, to thee

Our souls in sacred faith

For such redemption flee: O loving Saviour, at thy cross, For thee we all things count but loss.

ALONE, YET NOT ALONE.

ALONE, alone, and distant far

From all I love on earth,

Yet thou, my God, art near, and still
Thy Spirit leads me forth.

I know thou wilt not take me where
I am not near to thee;

The morning light, the sunset fair,
Are thy sweet gifts to me.

Safe in thy love, secure from harm,
I know, where'er I roam,

The days and nights, the months and years,
Still bring me nearer home.

In scenes of trouble or of joy
Thy presence makes me blest;
Thou art the guardian of my soul,
And mine eternal rest.

For this is life, eternal life,

When I my Saviour see,

And know that he will make me such

As he would have me be.

To live with him, in his abode,
To see his glorious face,