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5 On me, thy helpless worm, O Lord, (Till I can, by grace restor'd, A living faith bestow;

Say: thou know'st, I love thee, Lord, That I thy mercy, truth and love,

4 Might I in thy sight appear, May by experience know,

As the publican, distrest; 257. T. 205.

Stand, not daring to draw near,

Smite on my unworthy breast; LONG I strove my God to love, Utter the poor sinner's plea,

Long I strove his laws to keep, God, be merciful to me!
Fain would fix my thoughts above, 5 Ah, remember me for good,
Faintly hop'd I was his sheep;

Passing thro' this mortal vale!
But my striving all prov'd vain,

Show me thy atoning blood, Still I found my heart in pain; When my strength and courage fail; Yet ne'er all my vileness saw, Let me oft in spirit see Till declar'd accurs'd by law.

Jesus, crucify'd for me! 2 When with sense of guilt opprest, All my soul was sunk in fear,

259. T. 582. Pain and anguish fill'd my breast; Then did Jesus Christ appear:

AH! whither should I go, Not with vengeance in his eyes,

Burden'd, and sick, and faint ? No, but as a sacrifice

To whom should I


trouble show, Acceptable unto God;

And pour out my complaint ? Glorious off'ring, precious blood !

My Saviour bids me come,

Ah! why should I delay? 3 He was offer'd on the tree,

He calls the weary sinner home,
Jesus the unspotted Lamb:

And yet from him I stray.
Worthy truth, great mystery!
By his blood salvation came.

2 What is it keeps me back,

From which I cannot part ?
By his stripes my wounds are heal'd,
By his death, God's love reveald;

Which will not let my Saviour take

Possession of my heart?
We, once strangers far from God,
Are brought nigh by Jesus' blood.

Some cursed thing unknown

Must surely lurk within,

Some idol which I will not own, 258. T. 581.

Some secret bosom-sin. SAVIOUR of thy chosen race,

3 Jesus, the hind'rance show, View me from thy heav'nly throne; Which I have fear'd to see : Give the sweet relenting grace, Yea, let me now consent to know Soften thou this heart of stone;

What keeps me back from thee. Stone to flesh, O God, convert,

Searcher of hearts, in mine
Cast a look, and break


Thy trying pow'r display; 2 By thy Spirit me reprove,

Into its darkest corners shine,
inmost sins reveal;

And take the vail away.
Sins against thy light and love

4 I now believe; in thee Let me see, and let me feel;

Compassion reigns alone: Sins, that crucify'd my God,

According to my faith, to me Sins, for which he shed his blood.

O let it, Lord, be done! 3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep, In me is all the bar, Make me restless to return;

Which thou wouldst fain remove: Bid me look on thee and weep,

Remove it, then shall I declare, Bitterly as Peter mourn ;

That thou, O God, art love !


260. T., 582. 3 Break, o break this heart of stone; O LORD, how vile am I,

Form it for thy use alone;

Bid each vanity depart,
Unholy and unclean !

Build thy temple in my heart.
How can I venture to draw nigh
With such a load of sin ?

4. This be my support in need, And must I then indeed

That thou didst so freely bleed: Sink in despair and die ?

All my joys and hopes arise Fain would I hope that thou didst bleed From thy bleeding sacrifice. For such a wretch as I.

5 This confirms me when I'm weak,

Comforts me, when I am sick, 2 That blood which thou hast spilt,

Gives That which is thy own,

me courage,

when I faint, grace Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt,

Well supplies my ev'ry want. And soften hearts of stone.

6 Saviour, to

heart be

near, Low at thy feet I bow,

Exercise thy Shepherd-care; Oh pity and forgive :

Guard my weakness by thy grace, Here will I lie, and wait till thou

Fill my soul with heav'nly peace. Shalt bid me rise and live.


T. 205. 261. T. 14.

Oh, how great, how rich, how free,

Is the grace which Christ bestows! THE mist before my eyes remov'd Only cast your misery. With wonder struck I


At the foot of Jesus'cross 3 Dear Lord, the black, the num'rous Weeping at the throne of grace crimes,

Lie, and never quit the place, By which I've grieved thee. Never till


suit's obtain'd, 2 These were the unrelenting foes,

Never till the blessing's gain'd. Which made thee groan and cry;

264. T. 16. Caus'd thee to shed thy precious blood, NOTHING but thy blood, O Jesus! And bow thine head, and die.

Can relieve us from our smart; 3 Thy love hath thaw'd my frozen Nothing else from guilt release us, heart,

Nothing else can melt the heart, And caus’d my tears to flow ; I now abhor that monster sin,

2 Nothing else can ease our burthen:

Jesus' precious blood alone, And find he is my foe.

Can produce a sense of pardon, 4 I trust my guilt was done away

And dissolve a hcart of stone, By my incarnate God,

265. * Who felt, t'atone for man's offence,

BE not dismay'd-in time of need, The sin-avenging rod.

Thy Saviour know's thy irksome situa

tion; 262. T. 11.

His heart is mild, with pity fill'd, HEAR, O Jesus, my complaints, Can't see thy grief without commiseraKnown to thee are all my wants ; tion. Self-convicted, self-abhorr'd,

2 ToChrist draw nigh-for help apply, I approach thee, dearest Lord.

He will pour out on thee the oil of 2 Known to thee, whose eyes are flame. gladness;

(woes, I thy love and pity claim:

He feels and knows-thy griefs and With an eye of love look down, Will turn to joy and comfort all thy Help me, Lord, O help me soon. sadness,


T. 66.

T. 36.

264* Ti 142.
LORD Jesus Christ, if thou wert not
my Saviour,

HERE come I, my Shepherd, athirst Were not thy blood still pleading in

after thee; my favor.

In mercy receive me, for mercy's my Where should I, poorest among all the

plea: needy,

Find succor ready! The word thou hast spoken, 2 What should I do, a sinner vile and can never be broken; wretched,

[stretched, Thou know'st I am needy, and greatly Were not thy arms of love to me out.

distrest, But thou my Refuge art, my Consola- Thou callest the weary to come and tion,

And whole Salvation. find rest.

be gone;

XV. Of FAITH. 268.* T, 106.

6 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my

head, Now I have found the ground Tho'strength, and health, and friends

wherein, Sure my soul's anchor may remain; Tho' joys be wither'd all and dead; Ev'n Christ, who to atone for sin,

Tho' ev'ry comfort be withdrawn; Was as a spotless victim slain ; Stedfast on this my soul relies, Whose mercy shall unshaken stay

Jesus, thy mercy never dies, When heav'n and earth are fled away.

7 Fix'd on this ground may I remain, 2 O Lord, thy everlasting grace Tho'


heart fail, and Aesh decay; Our scanty thought surpasseth far: This anchor shall my soul sustain, Thou show'st maternal tenderness, When earth's foundations melt away:

Thy arnis of love still open are, Mercy's full pow'r I then shall prove, Thy heart o'er sinners can't but break, Lov'd with an everlasting love! Whether thy grace they slight or take. 3 God in man's death takes no delight; In holy writ it is avow'd

269.* T. 22. Each soul may grace and life obtain, In him, who left his glory bright,

That Christ was Israel's Cov’nant-God, Took flesh, and dy'd, and rose again: The Church's everlasting Head, And now he knocks times numberless God of the living and the dead. At our hearts' door, and offers grace. 2 All things were made by Christ, the 4 O Love! thou bottomless, abyss !

Word, My sins are swallow'd

By Christ was man to life restor'd; in thee;

up Cover'd is my unrighteousness,

The Prophets, strong in faith and bold, From condemnation now I'm free;

in the flesh foretold. Since Jesus' blood, thro'earth and skies, 3 No wonder therefore that we read, “ Mercy, free boundless mercy!" cries. Abra'm to see his day was glad ; 5 By faith I plunge into this sea,

Isaiah too his glory saw, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;

And spoke of him with joy and awe. Hither, when sin assails, I flee, 4 'Tis sure that by his bitter pain,

I look into my Saviour's breast : He for mankind did life obtain, Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear-Did for his church on earth alone, “ Mercy' is all that's written there. And for the ransom'd round the throne.

His coming

T. 106.

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5 We love the Lamb of God who dy’d:44 Then shall we go from strength to Whoever seeketh ought beside,

strength Belongs not to our company;

From grace to greater grace ; Christ is our All eternally.

From each degree of faith to more, 6 Our theme within the church shall

Till we behold thy face. be, Christ's wounds, his griefs and agony !

272. Our theme when to the world we call, From life and grace, (this we are bold His blood, the ransom paid for all. Before an erring world t' assert,)

Nothing one moment doth withhold 270. T. 22.

A man, but his unwilling heart: FAITH.comes by hearing God's record In our dear Lord there's no delay, Concerning Jesus Christ the Lord; Fix'd is his will, and plain his way. The happy means, which heav'n hath 2 Should any one of serious frame, blest

Thatlong hath seem'd to seek his face, To bring us to the gospel-rest. His tedious tasks and trials name, 2 The joyful sound is news of grace, Wesay, “No, Christ requires them not,

Preparatory steps of grace;
Redemption of a fallen race,
Thro' Jesus' righteousness divine,

And this fine web a false heart wrought." Which bright from faith to faith doth 3 Should any think he's so hemm'd in shine.

With sin, as to be past relief,

Alas ! he knows not, that the sin, 3 The promise of immortal bliss We have in Christ our Righteousness; If to the cross we lift our eye,

Which binds his soul, is unbelief: By this our righteousness is bought,

Then sin and Satan soon must fly. Faith pleads that right, but buys it not.

4 Ready our Saviour is indeed, 4 True faith receives the offer'd good His glorious work in all to do; And promise seal'd with Jesus' blood : To ev'ry one it must be said, Faith gives no title to the bliss,

- Thou hadst been happy long ago, But takes the Saviour's righteousness. Hadst thou in faith cast all thy care 5 In the Redeemer, as my Head, On Jesus Christ, who heareth pray’r." The cov'nant is established:

T. 22.

273. In him the promises are Yea, In him Amen, and not in me.

BY various maxims, forms and rules,

That pass for wisdom in the schools, 271.

I strove my passion to restrain;

But all my efforts prov'd in vain. HAIL, Alpha and Omega, hail!

2 But since my Saviour I have known, Thou Author of our faith, The Finisher of all our hopes,

My rules are all reduc'd to one;

To keep my Lord, by faith, in view, The Truth, the Life, the Path.

This strength supplies, and motives too. 2 Hail, First and Last, thougreat I AM! 3 I see him lead a suff'ring life, In whom we live and move;

Patient, amidst reproach and strife; Increase our little spark of faith, And from his pattern courage

take And fill our hearts with love.

To bear and suffer for his sake. 3 O let that faith which thou hast taught 4 Upon the cross I see him bleed,

Be treasur'd in our breast; And by the sight from guilt am freed; The evidence of unseen joys, This sight destroys the life of sin, The substance of our rest.

And quickens heav'nly life within.

T. 14.

T. 14.


5 To look to Jesus as he rose

275. Confirms my faith, disarms

my Satan I shame and overcome,

HEAL us, Immanuel, here we are, By pointing to my Saviour's tomb. Waiting to feel thy touch; 6 Exalted on his glorious throne,

Deep wounded souls to thee repair,

And, Saviour, we are such.
I see him make my cause his own;
Then all my anxious cares subside, 2 Our faith is feeble, we confess,
For Jesus lives, and will provide. We faintly trust thy word;
7 I see him look with pity down, But wilt thou pity us the less ?
And hold in view the conqu’rors crown;

Be that far from thee, Lord !
If press'd with griefs and cares before, 3 Remember him who once apply'd,
My soul revives, nor asks for more. With trembling, for relief;
8 By faith I see the hour at hand

“ Lord, I believe," with tears he cry'd, When in his presence I shall stand; “O help my unbelief." Then it will be my endless bliss,

4 She too, who touch'd thee in the To see him where, and as he is,

And healing virtue stole,

Was answer'd, “Daughter, go in peace,
T. 11.

Thy faith hath made thee whole.” LAMB of God, who thee receive,

5 Concealdamidst the gath'ring throng, Who in thee desire to live,

She would have shunn'd thine eyes; Cry by day and night to thee,

And if her faith was firm and strong, As thou art, so let us be.

Strong were her doubts likewise. 2 Fix, O fix our wav'ring mind, To thy cross us firmly bind : 6 Like her, with hopes and fears, we Gladly now we would be clean;

come, Cleanse our hearts from ev'ry sin.

To touch thee if we may;

Oh! send us not despairing home, 3 Dust and ashes tho’ we be,

Send none unheald Full of guilt and misery;

away: Thine we are, thou Son of God, Take the purchase of thy blood,

276.* T. 184. 4 Sinners who in thee believe

O JESUS, 'fore whose radiation
Everlasting life receive;
They with joy behold thy face,

The seraphim must cover'd stand,

When, in their awful ministration, Triumph in thy pard'ning grace.

They wait for thy supreme command: 5 Life deriving from thy death, How can this body's eyes, dim-sighted, They proceed from faith to faith, Which by sin's gloomy misery Walk the new, the living way And earthly shadows are benighted, Leading to eternal day,

Endure thy glorious light to see! 6 Bļest are they who follow thee, While this light of life they see;

2 Yet let by faith my penetration

Reach ev'n within the sanctuary; Filled with thy sacred love



mercy They thy quick’ning power prove,



May this uphold and strengthen me, 7 Praise on earth to thee be giv'n,

Reach unto me thy sceptre gracious, Never-ceasing praise in heav'n; Wholow, like Esther, 'fore thee bow, Boundless wisdom, pow'r divine, Say," I will be to thee propitious, Løye unspeakable are thinę!

And loving kindness to thee show."

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