2 I smite upon my troubled breast, 9 Far off I stand with tearful eyes 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee; O God, be merciful to me! 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, 1. My God, how end-less is Thy love! Thy gifts are ev ery eve-ning new, 2 Thou spreadst the curtains of the night, Great guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to Thy command, To Thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from Thine hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. 249 OLIVET 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 1. My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Cal- va- ry, b4 L. Mason, 1832 Saviour divine! er life and pur-pose high, Clasp-ed hands, up-lift- ed eye, Low-ly 2 Promises in sorrow made, There in trembling faith to leave them, 4 Homage of each humble heart All that childlike love can render On Thine altar laid we leave them: 5 To the Father, and the Son, And the Spirit, Three in One, Yet with hearts bowed down most lowly, On Thine altar laid we leave them: Christ, present them! God, receive them! God, to Thee, Near - er, my God, to Thee, Near er to 2 Though like a wanderer, 3 There let the way appear In mercy given; 4 Then, with my waking thoughts So by my woes to be 5 Or if on joyful wing, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Still all my song shall be, S. F. Adams, 1843 |