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He Wills That I Should Holy Be

Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

He wills that I should holy be;
That holiness I long to feel;
That full divine conformity
To all my Savior’s righteous will.

Verse 2

See, Lord, the travail of thy soul
Accomplished in the change of mine;
And plunge me, every whit made whole,
In all the depths of love divine.

Verse 3

On thee, O God, my soul is stayed,
And waits to prove thine utmost will;
The promise by thy mercy made,
Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfill.

Verse 4

No more I stagger at thy power,
Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move;
Hasten the long-expected hour,
And bless me with thy perfect love.

Charles Wesley, “He Wills That I Should Holy Be”

Otterbein 1890 No. 263 · L.M · Gratitude

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Come, Gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove

Simon Browne·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide;
O’er every thought and step preside.

Verse 2

The light of truth to us display,
And make us know and choose Thy way;
Plant holy fear in every heart,
That we from God may ne’er depart.

Verse 3

Lead us to holiness, the road
Which we must take to dwell with God:
Lead us to Christ, the living Way,
Nor let us from His pastures stray.

Verse 4

Lead us to God, our final rest,
To be with Him for ever blest:
Lead us to heaven, that we may share
Fulness of joy for ever there.

Simon Browne, “Come, Gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 286 · L.M. · Guardian

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Oh, for a Closer Walk with God!

William Cowper·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Oh, for a closer walk with God!
A calm and heavenly frame!
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

Verse 2

Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?

Verse 3

What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But now I find an aching void
The world can never fill.

Verse 4

Return, oh, holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from, my breast.

Verse 5

The dearest idol I have known,
Whatever that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

Verse 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.

William Cowper, “Oh, for a Closer Walk with God!”

Otterbein 1890 No. 330 · C.M · Balerma

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Oh, for a Heart to Praise My God

Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

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;--

Verse 2

A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer’s throne,
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

Verse 3

Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From him that dwells within;--

Verse 4

A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine;
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of thine.

Verse 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, “Oh, for a Heart to Praise My God”

Otterbein 1890 No. 331 · C.M · Balerma

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Lord of the Hearts of Men

Charles Coffin, 1736; tr. James R. Woodford, 1863·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Lord of the hearts of men,
Thou hast vouchsafed to bless,
From age to age, Thy chosen saints
With fruits of holiness.

Verse 2

Here faith, and hope, and love
Reign in sweet bond allied;
There, when this little day is o’er,
Shall love alone abide.

Verse 3

O love, O truth, O light!
Light never to decay!
O rest from thousand labors past!
O endless Sabbath day!

Verse 4

Here, amid cares and tears,
Bearing the seed we come;
There, with rejoicing hearts, we bring
Our harvest burdens home.

Verse 5

Give, mighty Lord Divine,
The fruits Thyself dost love;
Soon shalt Thou, from Thy judgment-seat,
Crown Thine own gifts above.

Presbyterian 1895 No. 78 · S.M. · Gorton