The Lodestone

As nee­dles point to­wards the pole

When touched by the mag­net­ic stone;

So faith in Je­sus

gives the soul

A ten­den­cy be­fore un­known.

Till then

by blind­ed pas­sions led

In search of fan­cied good we range;

The paths of dis­ap­point­ment tread

To no­thing fixed

but love of change.

But when the Ho­ly Ghost im­parts

A know­ledge of the Sav­ior’s love;

Our wan­d’ring

wea­ry

rest­less hearts

Are fixed at once

no more to move.

Now a new prin­ci­ple takes place

Which guides and ani­mates the will;

This love

an­oth­er name for grace

Constrains to good

and bars from ill.

By love’s sure light we soon per­ceive

Our nob­lest bliss

and pro­per end;

And glad­ly ev­ery id­ol leave

To love and serve our Lord and friend.

Thus borne along by faith and hope

We feel the Sav­ior’s words are true;

And I

if I be lift­ed up

Will draw the sin­ner up­ward too.