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Augustus Montague Toplady POEM XVIII. FROM Justice’s consuming flame, Saviour, I fly to thee; O look not on me as I am, But as I fain would be. Deserted in the way I lie, No cure for me is found: Thou, good Samaritan, pass by, And bind up every wound. O may I in the … Read more

Poem XVII Augustus Montague Toplady O may I never restTill I find rest in thee;’Till of my pardon here possess’dI feel thy love to me!Unseal my darken’d eyes,My fetter’d feet unbind,The lame shall, when thou say’st “Arise,”Run swifter than the hind.O draw the alien near,Bend the obdurate neck,O melt the flint into a tear,And teach … Read more

Poem XVI In Temptation Augustus Montague Toplady COMPASS’D by the foe, on theeFeebly I presume to call;Get thyself the victory,Hold me, and I shall not fall:On thy creature mercy shew,Thine I am by purchase too.Guard of my defenceless heart,Wherefore hidest thou thy face?Mercy’s fountain head thou art,Ever full of truth and grace;Quell the roaring lion’s … Read more

Poem XV Self Dedication Augustus Montague Toplady Jesus, my Saviour, fill my heartWith nothing else but thee;Now thy saving pow’r exert,And more than conquer me:Each intruding rival kill,That hinders or obstructs thy reign:All thy glorious might reveal,And make me pure within.Through my soul in mercy shine,Thine Holy Spirit give;Let him witness, Lord, with mineThat I … Read more

Ah! give me, Lord, the single eye,
Which aims at nought but thee;
I fain would live, and yet not I –
Let Jesus live in me.

Poem XIII – Father, To Thee in Christ I Fly Augustus Montague Toplady FATHER, to thee in Christ I fly,What tho’ my sins of crimson dyeFor thy resentment call?My crimes he did on Calv’ry bear,The blood that flow’d for sinners thereShall cleanse me from them all.Spirit divine, thy pow’r bring in,O raise me from this … Read more

Poem XIl. O that my ways were made so direct Augustus Montague Toplady O THAT my ways were made so strait,And that the lamp of faithWould, as a star, direct my feetWithin the narrow path!O that thy strength might enter now,And in my heart abide,To make me as a faithful bowThat never starts aside!O that … Read more

POEM XI. Matthew viii. 25. Lord, save us, we perish Augustus Montague Toplady PILOT of the soul, awake,Save us for thy mercies’ sake;Now rebuke the angry deep,Save, O save thy sinking ship! Stand at the helm, our vessel steer,Mighty on our side appear;Saviour, teach us to descryWhere the rocks and quicksands lie. The waves shall … Read more

POEM X. Desiring to be given up to God Augustus Montague Toplady O THAT my heart was right with thee,And lov’d thee with a perfect love!O that my Lord would dwell in me,And never from his seat remove!Jesus, remove th’ impending load,And set my soul on fire for God! Thou seest I dwell in awful … Read more

POEM IX. On War Augustus Montague Toplady GREAT God, whom heav’n, and earth, and sea,With all their countless hosts, obey,Upheld by whom the nations stand,And empires fall at thy command: Beneath thy long suspended ireLet vain hostilities* expire;Thy knowledge spread from sea to sea,‘Till every nation bows to thee. Then shew thyself the prince of … Read more