Living while in the Flesh by Faith in CHRIST, who loved us, &c. Galat. ii. 20

My Jesus, while in mortal Flesh I hold my frail Abode, Still would my Spirit rest on Thee, Its Saviour, and its God.

By hourly Faith in Thee I live 'Midst all my Griefs and Snares; And Death, encounter'd in thy Sight, No Form of Horror wears.

Yes, Thou hast lov'd this sinful Worm, Hast giv'n thyself for me, Hast bought me from eternal Death, Nail'd to the bloody Tree.

On thy dear Cross I fix mine Eyes, Then raise them to thy Seat; Till Love dissolve mine inmost Soul, At its Redeemer's Feet.

Be dead, my Heart, to worldly Charms; Be dead to ev'ry Sin; And tell the boldest Foes without, That Jesus reigns within.

My Life with his connected stands, Nor asks a surer Ground; He keeps me in his gracious Arms, Where Heav'n itself is found.