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    JESUS, my strength, my hope,
   On Thee I cast my care,
With humble confidence look up,
    And know Thou hear’st my prayer.
    Give me on Thee to wait,
    Till I can all things do,
On Thee, almighty to create,
    Almighty to renew.
 
2      I want a godly fear,
    A quick-discerning eye,
That looks to Thee when sin is near,
    And sees the tempter fly;
    A spirit still prepared,
    And armed with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,
    And watching unto prayer.
 
3      I want a true regard,
    A single, steady aim,
Unmoved by threatening or reward,
    To Thee and Thy great name;
    A jealous, just concern
    For Thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn
    And glorify Thy grace.
 
4      I rest upon Thy Word;
    The promise is for me;
My succour and salvation, Lord,
    Shall surely come from Thee;
    But let me still abide,
    Nor from my hope remove,
Till Thou my patient spirit guide
    Into Thy perfect love.
 
Charles Wesley, 1707-88