The Otterbein Hymnal

256 Ortonville. C.M.

(649) Prayer for Entire Purification.

Forever here my rest shall be,

Close to thy bleeding side;

'Tis all my hope and all my plea,

"For me the Savior died."

2 My dying Savior and my God,

Fountain for guilt and sin,

Sprinkle me ever with thy blood,

And cleanse and keep me clean.

3 Wash me and make me thus thine own,

Wash me, and mine thou art!

Wash me, but not my feet alone,

My hands, my head, my heart!

4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply

Till faith to sight improve,

Till hope in full fruition die,

And all my soul be love.

Charles Wesley, 1740.

257 Ortonville. C.M.

(654) The Believer's Rest.

Lord, I believe a rest remains

To all thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,

And thou art loved alone.

2 A rest where all our soul's desire

Is fixed on things above;

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,

Cast out by perfect love.

3 Oh, that I now the rest might know,

Believe and enter in:

Now, Savior, now the power bestow,

And let me cease from sin.

4 Remove this hardness from my heart;

This unbelief remove:

To me the rest of faith impart--

The Sabbath of thy love.

Charles Wesley.

258 Ortonville. C.M.

(648) Longing for Christ.

Oh! could I find from day to day,

A nearness to my God;

Then should my hours glide sweet away,

And live upon thy word.

2 Lord! I desire with thee to live.

Anew from day to day,

In joys the world can never give,

Nor ever take away.

3 O Jesus! come and rule my heart

And I'll be wholly thine;

And never, nevermore depart;

For thou art wholly mine.

4 Thus, till my last expiring breath,

Thy goodness I'll adore;

And, when my flesh dissolves in death,

My soul shall love thee more.

Benjamin Cleveland, 1790.

259 Ortonville. C.M.

(662) Self-Dedication.

Welcome, O Savior! to my heart;

Possess thine humble throne;

Bid every rival hence depart,

And claim me for thine own.

2 The world and Satan I forsake,--

To thee I all resign;

My longing heart, O Jesus! take,

And make it all divine.

3 Oh! may I never turn aside,

Nor from thy bosom flee;

Let nothing here my heart divide--

I give it all to thee.

Hugh Bourne, 1825.

260 Rhine. C.M.

(652) Prayer for Entire Sanctification.

My God, I know, I feel thee mine,

And will not quit my claim

Till all I have is lost in thine,

And all renewed I am.

2 I hold thee with a trembling hand,

And will not let thee go,

Till steadfastly by faith I stand

And all thy goodness know.

3 Jesus, thine all-victorious love

Shed in my heart abroad:

Then shall my feet no longer rove,

Rooted and fixed in God.

4 Refining fire, go through my heart,

Illuminate my soul;

Scatter thy life through every part,

And sanctify the whole.

Charles Wesley.

261 Bemerton. C.M.

(646) Self-Consecration.

My God! accept my heart this day,

And make it always thine,

That I from thee no more may stray,

No more from thee decline.

2 Before the cross of him who died,

Behold I prostrate fall;

Let every sin be crucified;

Let Christ be All in All.

3 May the dear blood, once shed for me,

My blest atonement prove,

That I, from first to last, may be

The purchase of thy love.

4 Let every thought, and work, and word,

To thee be ever given;

Then life shall be thy service, Lord!

And death the gate of heaven.

Matthew Bridges, 1848.

262 Uxbridge. L.M.

(815) Living to Christ Alone.

My gracious Lord! I own thy right

To every service I can pay,

And call it my supreme delight,

To hear thy dictates and obey.

2 What is my being, but for thee,

Its sure support, its noblest end?

Thine ever-smiling face to see,

And serve the cause of such a Friend.

3 I would not breathe for worldly joy,

Or to increase my worldly good;

Nor future days or powers employ,

To spread a sounding name abroad.

4 'Tis to my Savior I would live,

To him, who for my ransom died;

Nor could all worldly honor give

Such bliss as crowns me at his side.

Philip Doddridge. 1740.

263 Gratitude. L.M.

(679) God Wills Our Holiness.

He wills that I should holy be;

That holiness I long to feel;

That full divine conformity

To all my Savior's righteous will.

2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul

Accomplished in the change of mine;

And plunge me, every whit made whole,

In all the depths of love divine.

3 On thee, O God, my soul is stayed,

And waits to prove thine utmost will;

The promise by thy mercy made,

Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfill.

4 No more I stagger at thy power,

Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move;

Hasten the long-expected hour,

And bless me with thy perfect love.

Charles Wesley.

264 Duane Street. L.M.D.

The Way to God.

Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone,

He whom I fixed my hopes upon;

His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way till him I view.

The way the holy prophets went,

The road that leads from banishment;

The King's highway of holiness;

I'll go, for all his paths are peace.

2 This is the way I long have sought,

And mourned because I found it not;

My grief a burden long has been,

Because I was not saved from sin.

The more I strove against its power,

I felt its weight and guilt the more;

Till late I heard my Savior say,

"Come hither, soul, I am the way."

3 Lo! glad I come; and thou, blest Lamb,

Shalt take me to thee, as I am;

Nothing but sin have I to give;

Nothing but love shall I receive.

Then will I tell to sinners round,

What a dear Savior I have found;

I'll point to thy redeeming blood,

And say, "Behold the way to God."

John Cennick, 1743

265 Duane Street. L.M.D.

Bought with a Price.

Lord, I am thine, entirely thine,

Purchased and saved by blood divine,

With full consent thine I would be,

And own thy sovereign right in me.

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place

Among the children of thy grace;

A wretched sinner, lost to God,

But ransomed by Immanuel's blood.

3 Thine would I live, thine would I die,

Be thine through all eternity;

The vow is past beyond repeal;

And now I set the solemn seal.

4 Here at that cross where flows the blood,

That bought my guilty soul for God,

Thee, my new Master now I call,

And consecrate to thee my all.

Rev. Samuel Davies, 1769. ab.

266 Ellesdie. 8s & 7s. D.

(704) Leaving All to Follow Christ.

Jesus, I my cross have taken,

All to leave and follow thee;

Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,

Thou, from hence, my all shalt be!

Perish, every fond ambition,

All I've sought, or hoped, or known,

Yet how rich is my condition,

God and heaven are still my own!

2 Let the world despise and leave me--

They have left my Savior too;

Human hearts and looks deceive me--

Thou art not, like them, untrue.

And while thou shalt smile upon me,

God of wisdom, love, and might,

Foes may hate and friends disown me,

Show thy face and all is bright.

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure;

Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!

In thy service pain is pleasure,

With thy favor, loss is gain.

I have called thee, Abba, Father,

I have set my heart on thee;

Storms may howl, and clouds may gather--

All must work for good to thee.

4 Haste thee on from grace to glory,

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer;

Heaven's eternal day's before thee,

God's own hand shall guide thee there.

Soon shall close thy earthly mission,

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days;

Hope shall change to glad fruition,

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

Henry Francis Lyte, 1829.

267 Autumn. 8s & 7s. Double.

(701) Desiring Sanctification.

Love divine, all love excelling,

Joy of heaven, to earth come down;

Fix in us thy humble dwelling;

All thy faithful mercies crown;

Jesus, thou art all compassion;

Pure, unbounded love thou art;

Visit us with thy salvation;

Enter every trembling heart.

2 Breathe, oh, breathe thy Holy Spirit

Into every troubled breast,

Let us all thy grace inherit;

Let us find thy promised rest;

Take away the love of sinning;

Take our load of guilt away;

End the work of thy beginning;

Bring us to eternal day.

3 Carry on thy new creation;

Pure and holy may we be;

Let us see our whole salvation

Perfectly secured by thee:

Change from glory into glory,

Till in heaven we take our place,

Till we cast our crowns before thee,

Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

Charles Wesley, 1747.

268 Autumn. 8s & 7s. Double.

(700) Union with Jesus.

In thy service will I ever,

Jesus, my Redeemer, stay;

Nothing me from thee shall sever,

Gladly would I go thy way.

Yes, Lord Jesus, I am ever

Thine in sorrow and in joy;

Death the union shall not sever,

Nor eternity destroy.

2 Let thy light on me be shining

When the day is almost gone,

When the evening is declining,

And the night is drawing on:

Bless me, oh, my Savior! laying

Thy hands on my weary head;

"Here thy day is ended," saying,

"Yonder live the faithful dead."

3 Stay beside me, when the stillness

And the icy touch of death

Fill my trembling soul with chillness,

Like the morning's frosty breath;

As my failing eyes grow dimmer,

Let my spirit grow more bright,

As I see the first faint glimmer

Of the everlasting light.

P. Spitta, 1833.

269 Even Me. 8s & 7s.

(523) Pass Me Not.

Lord! I hear of showers of blessing,

Thou art scattering, broad and free;

Showers, the thirsty land refreshing;

Let their fullness fall on me.

REF.--Even me, even me,

Let their fullness fall on me.

2 Pass me not, oh, gracious Father!

Sinful, though my heart may be;

Thou might'st curse me, but the rather

Let thy mercy fall on me.

3 Pass me not, oh, tender Savior!

Let me love and cling to thee;

I am longing for thy favor;

When thou comest, call for me.

4 Pass me not, oh, mighty Spirit!

Thou canst make the blind to see;

Witnesser of Jesus' merit,

Speak the word of power to me.

5 Have I long in sin been sleeping,

Long been slighting, grieving thee?

Has the world my heart been keeping?

Oh! forgive and rescue me.

6 Love of God, so pure and changeless,--

Blood of God, so rich and free,--

Grace of God, so strong and boundless,--

Magnify them all in me.

Elizabeth Coduer, 1860.

270 Even Me. 8s & 7s.

(524) Self-Consecration.

Take me, oh, my Father! take me,

Take me, save me, through thy Son;

That which thou would'st have me, make me,

Let thy will in me be done.

2 Long from thee my footsteps straying,

Thorny proved the way I trod;

Weary come I now, and praying--

Take me to thy love, my God!

3 Fruitless years with grief recalling,

Humbly I confess my sin;

At thy feet, O Father! falling,

To thy household take me in.

4 Freely now to thee I proffer

This relenting heart of mine;

Freely, life and soul I offer--

Gift unworthy love like thine.

5 Once the world's Redeemer dying,

Bore our sins upon the tree;

On that sacrifice relying,

Now I look in hope to thee.

6 Father! take me; all forgiving,

Fold me to thy loving breast;

In thy hope forever living,

I must be forever blest!

Ray Palmer, 1865.

271 Ferguson. S.M.

(637) Restore My Peace.

O Jesus! full of grace,

To thee I make my moan:

Let me again behold thy face--

Call home thy banished one.

2 Again my pardon seal,

Again my soul restore,

And freely my backslidings heal,

And bid me sin no more.

3 Thine utmost mercy show;

Say to my drooping soul--

In peace and full assurance go;

Thy faith hath made thee whole.

Charles Wesley, 1756.

272 I Cannot Do Without Thee. 7s & 6s.

Dependence on Christ.

I cannot do without thee,

O Savior of the lost!

Whose precious blood redeemed me

At such tremendous cost.

CHO.--I cannot, would not,

Dare not, could not,

Will not do without thee.

I have no strength or goodness,

No wisdom of my own.

2 I cannot do without thee,

I cannot stand alone;

I have no strength or goodness,

No wisdom of my own.

3 I cannot do without thee,

I do not know the way;

Thou knowest and thou leadest,

And wilt not let me stray.

4 I cannot do without thee,

For years are fleeting fast,

And soon, in solemn loneliness,

The river must be passed.

Frances H. Havergal, Alt.

273 Ferguson. S.M.

(635) Absorbed in Christ.

Mine eyes and my desire

Are ever to the Lord;

I love to plead his promises,

And rest upon his word.

2 Lord, turn thee to my soul;

Bring thy salvation near;

When will thy hand release my feet

From sin's destructive snare?

3 When shall the sov'reign grace

Of my forgiving God

Restore me from those dangerous ways

My wand'ring feet have trod?

4 Oh, keep my soul from death,

Nor put my hope to shame;

For I have placed my only trust

In my Redeemer's name.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

274 Trusting. 7s.

(694) At the Cross.

I am coming to the cross;

I am poor, and weak, and blind;

I am counting all but dross;

I shall thy salvation find.

CHO.--I am trusting, Lord, in thee,

Blest Lamb of Calvary;

Humbly at thy cross I bow;

Save me, Jesus, save me now.

2 Long my heart has sighed for thee;

Long has evil reigned within;

Jesus sweetly speaks to me--

I will cleanse you from all sin.

3 Here I give my all to thee--

Friends, and time, and earthly store;

Soul and body thine to be--

Wholly thine--forevermore.

4 In the promises I trust;

Now I feel the blood applied;

I am prostrate in the dust;

I with Christ am crucified.

5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul!

Perfected in love I am!

I am ev'ry whit made whole;

Glory! glory to the Lamb!

Wm. McDonald.

275 I'll Live for Him. P.M.

Dedication of Self.

My life, my love I give to thee,

Thou Lamb of God, who died for me;

Oh, may I ever faithful be

My Savior and my God.

CHO.--I'll live for him who died for me,

How happy, then, my life shall be!

I'll live for him who died for me,

My Savior and my God.

2 I now believe thou dost receive,

For thou hast died that I might live;

And now henceforth I'll trust in thee,

My Savior and my God.

3 Oh, thou who died on Calvary,

To save my soul and make me free,

I consecrate my life to thee,

My Savior and my God.

276 Take My Heart, Dear Jesus. P.M.

The Offered Heart.

Take my heart, dear Jesus,

Make it all thine own,

Let thy Holy Spirit

Break this heart of stone,

And make me all thine own.

CHO.--Take my heart, and let it be

Ev'ry moment more like thee;

At thy feet I bow;

Take my heart just now,

And make me all thine own.

2 Take my heart, dear Jesus,

Make it pure and clean;

Let thy blood, still flowing,

Wash away my sin,

And make me pure and clean.

3 Take my heart, dear Jesus,

Make it white as snow;

May the cleansing fountain,

May the precious flow,

Still keep me white as snow.

Baltzell

277 Entire Consecration. 7s.

Self-Dedication

Take my life, and let it be

Consecrated, Lord, to thee;

Take my hands and let them move

At the impulse of thy love.

CHO.--Wash me in the Savior's precious blood, the precious blood,

Cleanse me in its purifying flood, the healing flood,

Lord, I give to thee my life and all, to be

Thine, henceforth, eternally.

2 Take my feet, and let them be

Swift and beautiful for thee;

Take my voice, and let me sing

Always, only for my King

3 Take my lips, and let them be

Filled with messages for thee;

Take my silver and my gold--

Not a mite would I withhold.

4 Take my moments and my days,

Let them flow in endless praise;

Take my intellect, and use

Ev'ry pow'r as thou shalt choose.

5 Take my will, and make it thine;

It shall be no longer mine;

Take my heart,--it is thine own,--

It shall be thy royal throne.

6 Take my love,--my Lord, I pour

At thy feet its treasure-store!

Take myself, and I will be

Ever, only, all for thee!

Frances Ridley Havergal.

278 Draw Me to Thee. 8s & 6s.

Nearness to Christ Desired.

Lord, weak and impotent I stand,

As fettered by an unseen hand;

Break thou the strong and subtle band,

And draw me close to thee.

CHO.--Draw me close to thee, Savior,

Draw me close to thee;

Beneath thy wing do thou me hide,

And draw me close to thee.

2 In vain I struggle to be free;

I would, but cannot, fly to thee;

Ope thou the prison door for me,

And draw me close to thee.

3 Oh, bring me nearer, nearer still,

That thine own peace my soul may fill,

And I may rest in thy sweet will;

Lord, draw me close to thee.

4 Here, Lord, I would forever bide,

And never wander from thy side;

Beneath thy wing do thou me hide,

And draw me close to thee.

M.A.W. Cook.

279 Draw Me to Thee. 8s & 6s.

(668) Clinging to Christ.

O holy Savior! Friend unseen,

Since on thine arm thou bid'st me lean,

Help me, throughout life's changing scene,

By faith to cling to thee!

CHO.--Help me cling to thee, Savior,

Help me cling to thee!

Help me, throughout life's changing scene,

By faith to cling to thee!

2 Without a murmur I dismiss

My former dreams of earthly bliss;

My joy, my recompense be this,

Each hour to cling to thee!

3 Though faith and hope are often tried,

I ask not, need not, aught beside;

So safe, so calm, so satisfied,

The soul that clings to thee!

Charlotte Elliott.

280 Draw Me Nearer. P.M.

Communion with Christ.

I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice,

And it told thy love to me;

But I long to rise in the arms of faith,

And be closer drawn to thee.

REF.--Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,

To the cross where thou hast died;

Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,

To thy precious, bleeding side.

2 Consecrate me now to thy service, Lord,

By the pow'r of grace divine;

Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,

And my will be lost in thine.

3 O the pure delight of a single hour

That before thy throne I spend,

When I kneel in pray'r, and with thee, my God,

I commune as friend with friend.

4 There are depths of love that I cannot know

Till I cross the narrow sea,

There are heights of joy that I may not reach

Till I rest in peace with thee.

Fanny J. Crosby.

281 Whiter Than Snow. 11s.

Desire for Purity.

Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole;

I want thee forever to live in my soul;

Break down ev'ry idol, cast out ev'ry foe;