By Various Maxims, Forms and Rules

By va­ri­ous max­ims

forms and rules

That pass for wis­dom in the schools

I strove my pas­sion to re­strain;

But all my ef­forts proved in vain.

But since the Sav­ior I have known

My rules are all re­duced to one:

To keep my Lord

by faith

in view;

This strength sup­plies

and mo­tives too.

I see Him lead a suf­fer­ing life

So pa­tient midst re­proach and strife;

And from His pat­tern cour­age take

To bear

and suf­fer

for His sake.

Upon the cross I see Him bleed

And by the fight from guilt am freed;

This sight de­stroys the life of sin

And quick­ens heav’n­ly life with­in.

To look to Je­sus as He rose

Confirms my faith

dis­arms my foes;

I Sa­tan shame and ov­er­come

By point­ing to my Sav­ior’s tomb.

Exalted on His glo­ri­ous throne

I see Him make my cause His own;

Then all my anx­ious cares sub­side

For Je­sus lives

and will pro­vide.

I see Him look with pi­ty down

And hold in view the con­quer­or’s crown;

If pressed with griefs and cares be­fore

My soul re­vives

and asks no more.

By faith I see the hour at hand

When in His pre­sence I shall stand;

Then it will be my end­less bliss

To see Him where

and as He is.