Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749), Hymn 15

Jesu, my Truth, my Way,
My sure, unerring Light,
On Thee my feeble soul I stay,
Which Thou wilt lead aright;
My Wisdom, and my Guide,
My Counsellor Thou art;
O never let me leave Thy side,
Or from Thy paths depart.

I lift mine eye to Thee,
My lovely, bleeding Lamb,
That I may still enlightened be,
And never put to shame:
I never will remove
Out of Thy hands my cause,
But rest in Thy redeeming love,
And hang upon Thy cross.

To Thee, when sin draws nigh,
O let me still confess
(While trembling to Thy wounds I fly)
My utter helplessness:
Save, Lord! I cannot bear
This sore temptation's storm;
Save, or I perish in despair,
O save a dying worm.

Still let Thy Spirit, Lord,
Soon as the foe comes in,
His instantaneous help afford,
And stem the tide of sin:
Lift up the standard-tree
Gainst my o'erpowering foe,
And show me Thou hast died for me,
And all my sins o'erthrow.

Teach me the happy art
In all things to depend
On Thee, who never wilt depart,
But love me to the end.
Still stir me up to strive
With Thee in strength Divine,
And every moment, Lord, revive
This fainting soul of mine.

Persist to save my soul
Throughout the fiery hour,
Till I am every whit made whole,
And show forth all Thy power;
Through fire and water bring
Into the wealthy place,
And teach me the new song to sing,
When perfected in grace.

O make me all like Thee,
Before I hence remove;
Settle, confirm,- and 'stablish me,
And build me up in love:
Let me Thy witness live,
When sin is all destroy'd,
And then my spotless soul receive,
And take me home to God.