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Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Jesus, my truth, my way,
My sure, unerring light,
On thee my feeble steps I stay,
Which thou wilt guide aright.
Verse 2
My wisdom and my guide,
My counselor thou art;
Oh, never let me leave thy side,
Or from thy paths depart.
Verse 3
Never will I remove
Out of thy hands my cause;
But rest in thy redeeming love,
And hang upon thy cross.
Verse 4
Oh, make me all like thee,
Before I hence remove;
Settle, confirm, and ‘stablish me--
And build me up in love.
Charles Wesley, “Jesus, My Truth, My Way”
Otterbein 1890 No. 318 · S.M · Welcome Voice
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John Newton·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers
Have lost all their sweetness to me:
The midsummer sun shines but dim;
The fields strive in vain to look gay;
But when I am happy in him,
December’s as pleasant as May.
Verse 2
His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music his voice;
His presence disperses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice:
I should, were he always so nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I;
My summer would last all the year.
Verse 3
Content with beholding his face,
My all to his pleasure resigned,
No changes of season or place
Would make any change in my mind:
While blest with a sense of his love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.
Verse 4
Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine,
If thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine?
And why are my winters so long?
O, drive these dark clouds from my sky;
Thy soul-cheering presence restore;
Or take me unto thee on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.
John Newton, “How Tedious and Tasteless the Hours”
Otterbein 1890 No. 324 · 8s. D · De Fleury
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