2. Teach us, Lord, Thy wisdom,
While we seek men's lore;

May the mind be humbled
As we know Thee more;
Let the larger vision

Bring the childlike heart,
And our deeper knowledge
Holier zeal impart.

3. Should our faith be palsied
By the touch of doubt,
Should our hearts grow empty,

Faithless, undevout,

Lord, in mercy lead us

To our springs in Thee,
Where are healing waters
Plentiful and free.

4. Should Thy face be clouded
To our spirits' sight,
Speak through human kindness,
Shine through Nature's light,

In the face of loved ones,

Or the ties of home-
Only, gracious Father,

To Thy children come.

5. Save us, Lord, from seeking
Earth's unhallowed goals;

May our life-long passion
Be the love of souls;
Let us live and labour,

Father, in Thy sight,

Through the grace of Jesus,

By the Spirit's might.

S. Oakley.

866.

867.

Can I hope it is for me?

I, who strayed so long ago,—
Strayed so far, and fell so low?
2. I, the disobedient child,
Wayward, passionate, and wild;
I, who left my Father's home,
In forbidden ways to roam!
3. I, who spurned His loving hold;
I, who would not be controlled;
I, who would not hear His call;
I, the wilful prodigal !

4. To my Father can I go?

At His feet myself I'll throw;
In His house there yet may be
Place, a servant's place, for me.
5. See, my Father waiting stands !
See, He reaches out His hands!
God is love! I know, I see,

There is love for me-even me !

75.

S. Longfellow.

C.M. D.

The Voice of Jesus.

I. HEARD the voice of Jesus say,
"Come unto Me and rest;

Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon My breast.'

I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary, and worn, and sad;
I found in Him a resting-place,
And He has made me glad.

868.

2. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Behold, I freely give

The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down, and drink, and live."
I came to Jesus, and I drank

Of that life-giving stream;

My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.

3. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"I am this dark world's Light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright."
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk,
Till travelling days are done.

The Voice of Jesus.

1. "COME unto Me, ye weary,
And I will give you rest."

O blessèd voice of Jesus,

H. Bonar.

7.6.7.6. D.

Which comes to hearts opprest;
It tells of benediction,

Of pardon, grace, and peace,
Of joy that hath no ending,

Of love which cannot cease.
Come unto Me, ye wanderers,
And I will give you light."

O living voice of Jesus,

Which comes to cheer the night;
Our hearts were filled with sadness,

And we had lost our way;

But He has brought us gladness

And songs at break of day.

869.

3.

"And whosoever cometh,

I will not cast him out."

O welcome voice of Jesus,
Which drives away our doubt;
Which calls us very sinners,
Unworthy though we be
Of love so free and boundless,
To come, dear Lord, to Thee!

The Victory of Love.

I. OH, the bitter shame and sorrow,

That a time could ever be

W. C. Dix.

8.7.8.8.7.

When I let the Saviour's pity
Plead in vain, and proudly answer'd,
"All of self, and none of Thee."

2. Yet He found me: I beheld Him
Bleeding on the accursed tree,

Heard Him pray, "Forgive them, Father;"
And my wistful heart said faintly,

"Some of self, and some of Thee."

3. Day by day His tender mercy,

Healing, helping, full and free,
Sweet and strong, and ah! so patient,
Brought me lower, while I whisper'd,

"Less of self, and more of Thee."

4. Higher than the highest heavens,
Deeper than the deepest sea,

Lord, Thy love at last hath conquer'd!
Grant me now my soul's desire,

"None of self, and all of Thee."

Theodore Monod

870.

I.

Draw Nigh to God.

IO.IO.

1. "DRAW nigh to God, He will draw nigh to you"; How sweet the promise, sweet and ever true.

2. Make Him but room, He seeks to enter in,
To bring thee peace for pain, and heal thy sin.
3. He loveth all; no longer fear and doubt;
His heart is wide, and none will He cast out.
4. Come then in trust and unto God draw nigh,
Live in His life, and thou shalt never die.

W. G. Tarrant.

871.

Perfect Peace.

IO.IO.

1. PEACE! perfect Peace! the gift of God within ; It cometh not till grace hath conquered sin.

2. Peace! perfect Peace! when all of self is slain, And, lost in God, no earthly cares remain ! 3. Peace! perfect Peace! when at His feet we fall, And filled with love proclaim Him All in all ! 4. Peace! perfect Peace! the fruit of victory won! Press on, brave heart, till life's brief day is done. 5. Peace! perfect Peace! a foretaste here is given : The trusting soul e'en now may find its heaven! 6. Peace! perfect Peace! O Saviour! All divine ! Lead Thou me on until Thy peace is mine!

872.

Take Me.

H. W. Hawkes.

1. TAKE me, O my Father, take me!

8.7.8.7.

Take me, save me, through Thy Son;

That which Thou wouldst have me, make me,
Let Thy will in me be done.