Looking Unto Jesus

I

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.

II

But since the Saviour I have known,
My rules are all reduced to one,
To keep my Lord by faith in view;
This strength supplies and motives too.

III

I see him lead a suff’ring life,
Patient amidst reproach and strife;
And from his pattern courage take
To bear and suffer for his sake.

IV

Upon the cross I see him bleed,
And by the sight from guilt am freed;
This sight destroys the life of sin,
And quickens heav’nly life within.

V

To look to Jesus as he rose,
Confirms my faith, disarms my foes;
Satan I shame and overcome,
By pointing to my Saviour’s tomb.

VI

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.

VII

I see him look with pity down,
And hold in view the conq’ror’s crown.
If press’d with griefs and cares before,
My soul revives, nor asks for more.

VIII

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.