By A Collection of Hymns

      S.M.
      1 THE thing my God doth hate
      That I no more may do,
      Thy creature, Lord, again create,
      And all my soul renew;
      My soul shall then, like thine,
      Abhor the thing unclean,
      And, sanctified by love divine,
      For ever cease from sin.

      2 That blessed law of thine,
      Jesus, to me impart;
      The Spirit's law of life divine,
      O write it in my heart!
      Implant it deep within,
      Whence it may ne'er remove,
      The law of liberty from sin,
      The perfect law of love.

      3 Thy nature be my law,
      Thy spotless sanctity,
      And sweetly every moment draw
      My happy soul to thee.
      Soul of my soul remain!
      Who didst for all fulfil,
      In me, O Lord, fulfil again
      Thy heavenly Father's will!