Thou knowest from my very birth I've been the poorest wretch on earth. 4 Nor dare I to profess, As beggars often do, Though great is my distress, My faults have been but few; If thou should'st leave my soul to starve, It would be what I should deserve. 5 Nor dare I to pretend I never begg'd before, O do not frown and bid me go, 7 Nor can I willing be, Thy bounties to conceal Their wants and hunger feel; 8 Thy ways, thou only wise, Our ways and thoughts transcend, Far as the arched skies Above the earth extend: Such pleas as mine men would not bear, But God receives the beggar's prayer. HYMN 40. C. M. ESUS! thou art the sinner's friend; Jas such I look to thee; Now in the bowels of thy love, O Lord! remember me. 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, Remember all thy dying groans, 3 Thou wondrous advocate with God! While thou art sitting on thy throne, 4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 5 Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, 6 And when I close my eyes in death, Then, O my great Redeemer, God! HYMN 41. P. M. EAR Jesus! here comes and knocks at thy door, 1 DE A beggar for crumbs, distressed and poor, Blind, lame, and forsaken, all roll'd in his blood, At last overtaken when running from God. 2 To ask children's bread I dare not presume, But, Lord, to be fed with fragments I come; Some crumbs from thy table O let me obtain, For lo! thou art able iny wants to sustain. 3 I own I deserve no favour to see, So long did I swerve and wander from thee, 4 For since thou hast said, thou'lt cast away none 5 I cannot depart, dear Jesus, nor yield, To praise the dear Saviour of sinners like me. 1 A HYMN 42. C. M. FFLICTIONS, though they seem severe, They stopp'd the prodigal's career, 2 Although he no relentings felt, 3 "What have I gain'd by sin," he said, 4"I'll go and tell him all I've done, 5 His father saw him coming back, Then threw his arms around the neck, 6" Father I've sinned; but O! forgive!" 7 "Now let the fatted calf be slain, 8 "Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, ΟΝ HYMN 43. P. M. N the brink of fiery ruin, Justice, with a flaming sword, Was my guilty soul pursuing, When I first beheld my Lord. 2 Terrified with Sinai's thunder, Straight I flew to Calvary, Where 1 saw with love and wonder, 3 "Sinner," he exclaimed, "I've loved thee With an everlasting love; Justice has in me approv'd thee; Thou shalt dwell with me above." 4 Sweet as angel's notes in heaven When to golden harps they sound, Is the voice of sins forgiven, To the soul by Satan bound. 5 Sweet as angels' harps in glory, Was that heavenly voice to me, When I saw my Lord before me Bleed and die to set me free! 6 Saints attend with holy wonder! Sinners, hear and sing his praise: "Tis the God that holds the thunder, Shows himself the God of grace. 1 W HYMN 44. P. M. WHEN Joseph his brethren beheld "Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, Forgive us the evil we did? And will he our household maintain? 4 Thus, dragg'd by my conscience, I came, At first he look'd stern and severe, The sentence, "Thou cursed, depart !" 6 "I am Jesus whom thou hast blasphemed, And crucify'd often afresh; But let me henceforth be esteem'd 1D HYMN 45. C. M. EAR refuge of my weary soul, On thee when waves of trouble roll, 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; |