No tear to wipe--no good to crave,
No fears to quell--no soul to save.
4Till then--nor is my boasting vain--
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain;
And oh! may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me.
505. 7s. M. C. Wesley.
The Simplicity of Christ.
1Lord! that I may learn of thee,
Give me true simplicity;