Putting your faith to work
Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal,And make thy glory known;Now let us all thy presence feel,And soften hearts of stone. From all the guilt of former sinMay mercy set us free;And let the year we now beginBegin and end with thee. Send down thy Spirit from above,That saints may love thee more,And sinners now may … Read more
A hymn from the Psalmist, #2, by Isaac Watts. 2. L.M. WATTS. BEFORE Jehovah’s awful throne,Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;Know that the Lord is God alone;He can create, and he destroy. His sovereign power, without our aid,Made us of clay, and formed us men;And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed,He brought us to his … Read more
A hymn, #1015, from the pages of the Psalmist, by Anne Steele. What a way to wake up in the morning. GOD of my life, my morning song To thee I cheerful raise: Thine acts of love ’tis good to sing, And pleasant ’tis to praise. Preserved by thy almighty arm, I passed the shades … Read more
POEM XIX. After being surprised into Sin. Augustus Montague Toplady AH! Give me, Lord, myself to see,Against myself to watch and pray,How weak am I, when left by thee,How frail, how apt to fall away!If but a moment thou withdraw,That moment sees me break thy law.Jesus, the sinner’s only trust,Let me now feel thy grace … Read more
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