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John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a weaned child,
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases Thee.
Verse 2
What Thou shalt to-day provide
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave:
’Tis enough that Thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?
Verse 3
As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Knows he’s neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone,—
Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Verse 4
Thus preserved from Satan’s wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles
Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father’s boundless love.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 466 · 7.7.7.7.7.7. · Reynoldstone
John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a weaned child,
From distrust and envy free,
Pleased with all that pleases Thee.
Verse 2
What Thou shalt to-day provide
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide
Calmly to Thy wisdom leave:
’Tis enough that Thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?
Verse 3
As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own,
Knows he’s neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone,—
Let me thus with Thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Verse 4
Thus preserved from Satan’s wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live upon Thy smiles
Till the promised hour appears,
When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father’s boundless love.
John Newton, “Quiet, Lord, My Froward Heart”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 712 · 7.7.7.7.7.7. · Reynoldstone
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go,
My daily labor to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know
In all I think, or speak, or do.
Verse 2
The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let me cheerfully fulfil;
In all my works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy good and perfect will.
Verse 3
Preserve me from my calling’s snare,
And hide my simple heart above,
Above the thorns of choking care,
The gilded baits of worldly love.
Verse 4
Thee may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,
And labor on at Thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.
Verse 5
Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray;
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day:
Verse 6
For Thee delightfully employ
Whate’er Thy bounteous grace hath given,
And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.
Charles Wesley, “Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I Go”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 718 · L.M. · Canonbury
Thomas Haweis·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my heart to Thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Dear Lord, remember me.
Verse 2
When groaning on my burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,
My pardon speak, new peace impart,
In love remember me.
Verse 3
Temptations sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee:
O give me strength, Lord, as my day,
For good remember me.
Verse 4
Distressed with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see;
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief:
Hear and remember me.
Verse 5
If on my face, for Thy dear Name,
Shame and reproaches be,
All hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If Thou remember me.
Verse 6
The hour is near; consigned to death,
I own the just decree;
“Saviour,” with my last parting breath
I’ll cry, “Remember me.”
Thomas Haweis, “O Thou, From Whom All Goodness Flows”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 721 · C.M. · (Beatitudo)
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Jesus, my Strength, my Hope,
On Thee I cast my care;
With humble confidence look up,
And know Thou hearest my prayer;
Give me on Thee to wait,
Till I can all things do;
On Thee, almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.
Verse 2
I want a sober mind,
A self-renouncing will,
That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill;
A soul inured to pain,
To hardship, grief, and loss;
Bold to take up, firm to sustain,
The consecrated cross.
Verse 3
I want a godly fear,
A quick-discerning eye,
That looks to Thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared,
And armed with jealous care;
For ever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.
Verse 4
I rest upon Thy word;
Thy promise is for me;
My succor and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from Thee:
But let me still abide,
Nor from my Hope remove,
Till Thou my patient spirit guide
Into Thy perfect love.
Charles Wesley, “Jesus, My Strength, My Hope”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 722 · S.M.D. · Chalvey