Yield to me now, for I am weak;
But confident in self despair!
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak,
Be conquered by my instant prayer;
Speak, or thou never hence shall move,
And tell me if thy name is love.

‘Tis love, ’tis love! thou diedst for me;
I hear thee whisper in my heart;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee;
Pure universal love thou art:
To me, to all, thy bowels move,
thy nature and thy name is love.

My prayer hath power with God, the grace
Unspeakable I now receive;
Though faint I see thee face to face,
I see thee face to face, and live!
In vain I have not wept and strove,
Thy nature and thy name is love.

I know thee, Saviour, who thou art,
Jesus, the feeble sinner’s friend;
Nor wilt thou with the night depart,
But stay, and love me to the end,
Thy mercies never shall remove,
Thy nature and thy name is love.

The Sun of Righteousness on me
Hath rose, with healing in his wings;
Withered my nature’s strength, from thee
My soul its life and succur brings;
My help is all laid up above,
Thy nature and thy name is love.

Contented now, upon my thigh,
I halt ’till life’s short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness,
On thee alone for strength depend;
Nor have I power from thee to move;
Thy nature and thy name is love.

Lame as I am, I take the prey,
Hell, earth and sin, with ease o’ercome;
I leap for joy, pursue my way,
And as a bounding hart fly home,
Through all eternity to prove,
Thy nature and thy name is love.

Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians,