Hymn 167. Life and Safety in Christ Alone       

         Thou only sovereign of my heart,

         My refuge, my almighty friend, –

         And can my soul from thee depart,

         On whom alone my hopes depend?

         Whither, ah!  whither shall I go,                                                           

         A wretched wanderer from my Lord?

         Can this dark world of sin and woe,

         One glimpse of happiness afford?

         Eternal life thy words impart,

         On these my fainting spirit lives;                                                          

         Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,

         Than all the round of nature gives.

         Let earth’s alluring joys combine,

         While thou art near, in vain they call;

         One smile, one blissful smile of thine,                                                 

         My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.

         Thy name my inmost powers adore,

         Thou art my life, my joy, my care:

         Depart from thee – ’tis death, ’tis more,

         ’Tis endless ruin, deep despair.                                                             

         Low at thy feet my soul would lie,

         Here Safety dwells, and Peace divine;

         Still let me live beneath thine eye,

         For life, eternal life is thine.

Text: Timothy Whelan, gen. ed., Nonconformist Women Writers, 8 vols. (London: Pickering & Chatto, 2011), vol. 1, pp. 69-70; Collection of Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, no. 167 (all stanzas); Poems, 1780, vol. 1, pp. 54-55; MS, Steele Collection, STE 3/1/1 no. 24, Angus Library, Regents Park College,  Oxford.