By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M.
      1 JESUS, my Lord, I cry to thee
      Against the spirit unclean;
      I want a constant liberty,
      A perfect rest from sin.

      2 Expel the fiend out of my heart,
      By love's almighty power;
      Now, now command him to depart,
      And never enter more.

      3 Thy killing and thy quickening power,
      Jesus, in me display;
      The life of nature from this hour,
      My pride and passion, slay.

      4 Then, then, my utmost Saviour, raise
      My soul with saints above,
      To serve thy will, and spread thy praise,
      And sing thy perfect love.

      5 This moment I thy truth confess;
      This moment I receive
      The heavenly gift, the dew of grace,
      And by thy mercy live.

      6 The next, and every moment, Lord,
      On me thy Spirit pour;
      And bless me, who believe thy word,
      With that last glorious shower.