Isaac Watts, 1719.

274 Trusting. 7s.

At the Cross. (694)

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