Wesley Corpus

A holy, living sacrifice ; Small as it is, 'tis all my store ; More should' st thou have, if I had more. 2 Now then, my God, thou hast my soul ; No longer mine, but thine 1 am ; Guard thou thine own, possess it whole; Cheer it with hope, with love inflame : Thou hast my spirit ; there display Thy glory to the perfect day. 3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallo w'd shrine, Devoted solely to thy will ; Here let thy light for ever shine ; This house still let thy presence fill ; O Source of Life, -- live, dwell, and move In me, till all my life be love ! 4 O never in these veils of shame, Sad fruits of sin, my glorying be! Clothe with salvation, through thy name, My soul, and let me put on thee ! Be living faith my costly dress, And my best robe thy righteousness. 5 Send down thy likeness from above, And let this my adorning be ; Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, With lowliness and purity, 406 For Believers Saved. Than gold and pearls more precious far. And brighter than the morning star 6 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might, Since I am call'd by thy great name * In thee let all my thoughts unite, Of all my works be thou the aim ; Thy love attend me all my days, And my sole business be thy praise ! HYMN 432. c. m. 1 LEATHER, into thy hands alone JL I have my all restored ; My all, thy property I own, The steward of the Lord. 2 Hereafter none can take away My life, or goods, or fame ; Ready at thy demand to lay Them down I always am. 3 Confiding in thy only love, Through Jesus strengthening me, I wait thy faithfulness to prove, And give back all to thee. 4 Take when thou wilt into thy hands, And as thou wilt require ; Resume by the Chaldean bands, Or the devouring fire. 5 Determined all thy will to' obey, Thy blessings I restore ; Give, Lord, or take thy gifts away, I praise thee evermore ! For Believers Saved. 407 1 ^O 1VE me the faith which can remove ^J And sink the mountain to a plain ; Give me the child-like praying love,