By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M. Matthew x. 39.
      1 BE it according to thy word;
      This moment let it be!
      O that I now, my gracious Lord,
      Might lose my life for thee!

      2 Now, Jesus, let thy powerful death
      Into my being come;
      Slay the old Adam with thy breath;
      The man of sin consume.

      3 My old affections mortify,
      Nail to the cross my will;
      Daily and hourly bid me die,
      Or altogether kill.

      4 Jesus, my life, appear within,
      And bruise the serpent's head;
      Enter my soul, extirpate sin,
      Cast out the cursed seed.

      5 Hast thou not made me willing, Lord?
      Would I not die this hour?
      Then speak the killing, quickening word;
      Slay, raise me, by thy power.

      6 Slay me, and I in thee shall trust,
      With thy dead men arise,
      Awake, and sing out of the dust,
      Soon as this nature dies.

      7 O let it now make haste to die,
      The mortal wound receive!
      So shall I live; and yet not I,
      But Christ in me shall live.

      8 Be it according to thy word!
      This moment let it be!
      The life I lose for thee, my Lord,
      I find again in thee.