Grant I may watch both day and night,
To keep this heav'nly treasure
From the seizure
Of Satan's secret spite,

Who seeks our woe with pleasure.
5 Thou cam'st in love to my relief,
Bar'st sin's due pain and torment,
Hung'st on the cross just like a thief,
Or murd'rer, without garment,
Scorn'd, spit upon, and sore distrest:
O! let thy suff'rings enter
To the centre

Of this my stubborn breast,

To melt and make it tender.

6 The blood, which thou hast shed for me,
Is precious, pure and holy;
But this my heart, that swerves from thee,
Is hard, replete with folly:
Lord! may the virtue of thy blood
Sink deep into the nature
Of thy creature,
And its kind influences spread
Thro' ev'ry vein and feature.
7 O that my heart with eagerness
Would open wide, and gather
Each drop of blood my sins did press
From thee, my Mediator!

O were mine eyes a well of tears,
Το weep for thee my Saviour!
May I ever,

Freed from all needless fears,
Enjoy thy love and favor.
SO that I with a babe's desire

Came running, weeping, stretching,
So long, till love's celestial fire

My longing soul were catching:
Without thy love there's nought but gall,
Nought else yields satisfaction,
But distraction,
Nought else I joy can call,
Nought else gives me refection.
9 Thy love divine is perfect rest,
The source of all true pleasure:
O Jesus, be my soul thus blest,

T'enjoy thee in full measure!
Shed in my heart thy love abroad;
O let thy blood be healing
All that's ailing,
And that depravity

I am with grief bewailing.

eyes,

10 Thy love, my Saviour, all supplies
That to my soul is wanting,
'Tis the true light unto mine
My cordial, when I'm fainting :
My bread and wine, my costly dress,
My joy and delectation,
My salvation,

My comfort in distress,

My refuge 'midst oppression.

11 My dearest Lord, shouldst thou re

move,

Nought else could yield me pleasure; Shouldst thou withdraw thy precious love,

I lose my only treasure.
Thee may I seek and entertain,
With inward joy receive thee,
Never leave thee,
And ne'er henceforth again
Unfaithful prove and grieve thee.
12 Thy love hath always been the same,
And ever did pursue me;
Before I knew thy saving name,
In mercy thou didst view me.
Olet thy love, almighty Lord,
Continue to direct me,
And protect me,
Yea, help to me afford,

'Gainst all that would obstruct me. 13 Thy love uphold me, when distrest, Give strength, when I am feeble; And when this mortal period's past, Thou, who to save art able,

Support, and strengthen my weak faith;
Apply thy pow'rful merit
That I may after death,
To my spirit,
Eternal joy inherit.

T. 151.

403.*
JESUS, my highest treasure!
In thy communion blest,
I find unsully'd pleasure,
True happiness and rest.
Myself as an oblation

Í have to thee assign'd,
Because thou by thy passion
my sin-sick mind.

Hast heal'd

2 O joy, all joys exceeding!
Thou Bread most heavenly,
When I on thee am feeding,
Thou dost me satisfy
With marrow and with fatness,
With comfort, joy and peace,
And fill'st my heart with gladness,
Assuaging my distress.

3 Let me perceive thy friendly,
Thy cheering countenance;
Spread thro' my heart its kindly
Enliv'ning influence.
Without thee, gracious Saviour,
To live, is nought but pain;
T'enjoy thy love and favor,
Is happiness and gain.
4 Earth's glory to inherit,
Is not what I desire:
My heav'nly minded spirit
Glows with a nobler fire;
Where Christ himself appeareth
In brightest majesty,
For me a place prepareth,
There, there I long to be.

404.* T. 156.
JESUS is my Light most fair,
'Jesus yields me solid pleasure;
In his love I have a share,

This I count my highest treasure:
He alone is my delight,

He my soul hath captivated,
With his love I'm penerated;
He hath overcome me quite.
2 Round his pierced feet I'll cling,
Him I seek with love most tender;
And accurs'd be ev'ry thing,
Which my seeking him would hinder.
Tell me nought of worldly fame,
Tell me nought of earthly treasure,
Would
you please in any measure,
Tell me of his lovely name.
3 But himself I must behold,
To him I will make confession:
My defects are manifold,

But I trust to his compassion.
For I cannot, will not rest,

Till I've found my dearest Saviour,
Till he looks on me in favor,
Till he grants me my request,

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4 Jesus, thou my only rest,

O my Jesus, let me find thee;
Jesus, take me to thy breast,
With thy cords of love now bind me.
Thou'rt the object of my mind,
I am by thy love inflamed;
Ev'ry good that can be named,
Ev'ry bliss in thee I find.

5 May I of thy chosen bride
Be a member chaste and holy;
Let me quite in thee confide,

Cleave to thee and love thee solely:
Jesus, kindly me receive;

Thine alone may I be called;
Grant, that what hath me inthralled
May no longer me enslave.

6 Thou in grace hast look'd on me,
And with precious gifts hast blessed;
Yet content I cannot be,

Till I am of thee possessed.
Jesus, now upon me shine,

Jesus, be my Sun resplendent,
Jesus, be my joy transcendent,
Jesus, be thou ever mine!

405.* T. 39.

I'LL glory in nothing but only in

Jesus,

As wounded and bruised from sin to release us:

For he is my Refuge, to him I'll cleave solely,

Thus can I, like Enoch, in this world
live holy.

2 What tho' the world foameth and
I in my dear crucify'd Jesus will
rageth with fury,
glory;

Beside him my Saviour I'll know
nothing ever,

From whom neither trials, nor death me shall sever.

3 My Saviour takes notice of hearts for him pining,

He soothes their distress who on him are reclining;

1

All this I've experienc'd, I therefore 15 With my Jesus I will stay,

Abounding in love, and in mercy to greet me.

sure,

He my soul preserves and feedeth;
He, the Life, the Truth, the Way,

Me to living waters leadeth;
Christ, I'll never part with thee!
Blessed, who can say with me,

407.* T. 22.

Above all I love him, for he is my trea-DEAR Jesus, when I think on thee,
My heart for joy doth leap in me;
I humbly adore him and serve him Thy blest remembrance yields delight,
with pleasure.
Till faith is changed into sight.

5 My heart's fix'd on Jesus, whose
love is so tender,

My life and my all unto him I surrender;

He is and remaineth my heart's meditation,

My faith's only object, till my con

summation.

JESUS will I never leave,

He's the God of my salvation;
Thro' his merits I receive

Pardon, life and consolation:
All the powers of my mind,
To my Saviour be resign'd.

2 Nought on earth can satisfy
One desire which God inspireth,
Only Jesus can supply

All my needy heart requireth;
He all losses can retrieve,
Him I'll therefore never leave.

3 He is mine, and I am his,
Join'd with him in close communion;
And his bitter passion is

The foundation of this union;
Full of hopes, which never yield,
Firm on him, my Rock, I build.
4 O the happy hours I spend,

With him in blest conversation!
He's my near and Faithful Friend,
Full of grace, peace, and salvation;
From the look at Jesus' wounds
Pure delight to me redounds.

2 When thou art near, I must confess,
I feel a bliss I can't express :
Thy love, my Saviour, ne'er can cloy,
Fountain of bliss, and source of joy.

3 Let me by faith behold thy face,
Still taste thy love, and share thy grace;
Still let my tongue resound thy name,
And Jesus be my constant theme.

4 Thy love and mercies all exceed;
The more I on these dainties feed,
The more my eager soul is bent
To live but in this element.

5 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare,
How sweet thy entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace and dying love.

408.* T. 11.

DEAREST Jesus, come to me,
And abide eternally;

Friend of needy sinners, come,
Fill and make my heart thy home.
2 Oftentimes for thee I sigh,
Nothing else can give me joy ;
This is still my cry to thee:
Dearest Jesus, come to me!
3 Should I in earth's pleasures roll,
None could satisfy my soul;
Thee, O Jesus! I adore,
Thou'rt my pleasure evermore.

4 Jesus, thee alone I call,
My beloved Friend, my All;
Nothing, whatsoe'er it be,
Shall divide my heart with thee.

'TIS evident that Jesus loves,
His death for us this fully proves ;
He lov'd the world, a sinful race,
He loves the church, his flock of grace,
He loveth children, yea he loveth me
Who nought deserv❜d but endless mis-