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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in Thy word;
But in Thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
Verse 2
Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal,
Such deference to Thy Father’s will,
Such love, and meekness so Divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.
Verse 3
Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer;
The desert Thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and Thy victory too.
Verse 4
Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear
More of Thy gracious image here:
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
Isaac Watts, “My Dear Redeemer and My Lord”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 194 · L.M. · Federal Street
Josiah Conder, 1824, 1836·Modern
Verse 1
How shall I follow Him I serve?
How shall I copy Him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve,
Which lead me to His seat above?
Verse 2
Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,
The life of toil, the mean abode,
The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,—
Are these the consecrated road?
Verse 3
’Twas thus He suffered, though a Son,
Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all,
Until the perfect work was done,
And drunk the bitter cup of gall.
Verse 4
Lord, should my path through suffering lie,
Forbid it I should e’er repine;
Still let me turn to Calvary,
Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine.
Verse 5
O let me think how Thou didst leave
Untasted every pure delight,
To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,
The toilsome day, the homeless night:—
Verse 6
To faint, to grieve, to die for me!
Thou camest, not Thyself to please;
And, dear as earthly comforts be,
Shall I not love Thee more than these?
Verse 7
Yes, I would count them all but loss,
To gain the notice of Thine eye:
Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross,
But Thou canst give the victory.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 206 · L.M. · Alsace
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O 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
A humble, 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, “O for a Heart to Praise My God”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 593 · C.M. · (Brown)
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
O 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
A humble, 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.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 735 · C.M. · (Brown)