The Lutheran Hymnary

By Thy blood, O spot - less Lamb, Shed so will - ing - ly

2 Other lords have long held sway,

Now Thy name alone to bear,
Thy dear voice alone obey,

Is my daily, hourly prayer;
Whom have I in heaven but Thee?

Nothing else my joy can be. 3 Jesus, Master, I am Thine;

Keep me faithful, keep me near;
Let Thy presence in me shine

All my homeward way to cheer.
Jesus, at Thy feet I fall,

O be Thou my all in all.
4 Jesus, Master, whom I serve,

Though so feebly and so ill, Strengthen hand and heart and nerve

All Thy bidding to fulfill; Open Thou mine eyes to see

All the work Thou hast for me.
5 Lord, Thou needest not, I know,

Service such as I can bring;
Yet I long to prove and show

Full allegiance to my King.
Thou an honor art to me;
Let me be a praise to Thee.
6 Jesus, Master, wilt Thou use

One who owes Thee more than all? As Thou wilt! I would not choose;

Only let me hear Thy call.
Jesus, let me always be,
In Thy service, glad and free.

Frances R. Havergal, 1874

258 L. M.

Herbert Oakeley, 1874

2 O what blessing to be near Thee, 4 Precious Jesus, I beseech Thee: And to hearken to Thy voice;

May Thy words take root in me; May I ever love and fear Thee,

May this gift from heaven enrich me, That Thy word may be my choice. So that I bear fruit for Thee; Oft were hardened sinners, Lord,

Take them never from my heart Struck with terror by Thy word;

Till I see Thee as Thou art, But to him for sin who grieveth

When in heavenly bliss and glory Comfort sweet and hope it giveth. I shall see Thee and adore Thee.

Now let the dew

of heaven descend, And righteous fruits a · bound.

2 Let not the foe of Christ and man

This holy seed remove;
But give it root in every heart,

To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares

The rising plant destroy;

But let it yield a hundred-fold

The fruits of peace and joy.
4 Oft as the precious seed is sown,

Thy quickening grace bestow,
That all whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.

J. Cawood, 1816

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