The Treasury Of Sacred Song

Which aims at nought but Thee:

I fain would live, and yet not I --

But JESUS live in me.

Like Noah's dove, no rest I find

But in Thy ark of peace;

Thy cross, the balance [183] of my mind;

Thy wounds, my hiding-place.

In vain the tempter spreads the snare,

If Thou my keeper art;

-- Get thee behind me, GOD is near,

My Saviour takes my part!

On Him my spirit I recline,

Who put my nature on;

His light shall in my darkness shine,

And guide me to His throne.