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4 Oh, for thine own, for Jesus' sake,
Our many sins forgive;

Thy grace our rocky hearts can break,
And breaking, soon relieve.

5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend,

And thy dominion own;

Nor let a rival more pretend

To re-possess thy throne.

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The Resolve. Esth. iv. 16.

NOME, trembling sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve-
Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd,

And make this last resolve:

2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose;
I know his courts, I'll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,
And there my guilt confess;
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone,
Without his sovereign grace.

4 I'll to the gracious King approach,
Whose sceptre pardon gives;
Perhaps he will command my touch-
And then the suppliant lives.

5 Perhaps he will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my prayer;
But if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there.

6 I can but perish if I go;

I am resolved to try; For if I stay away I know

I must for ever die.

CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE.

Jones.

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The new Birth. John iii. 7.

WAKED by Sinai's awful sound,
My soul in bonds of guilt I found,
And knew not where to go:

C. P. M.

My hopes were by that precept slain-
The sinner must be born again,

Or sink to endless wo.

2 When to the law I trembling fled,
It poured its curses on my head,
I no relief could find;

This fearful truth increased my pain-
The sinner must be born again—
And terror filled my mind.

3 Again did Sinai's thunders roll,
And guilt lay heavy on my soul,
A vast, oppressive load;
Alas, I read, and saw it plain-
The sinner must be born again,
Or drink the wrath of God.

4 The saints I heard with rapture tell
How Jesus vanquished death and hell,
And broke the fowler's snare;
Yet, when I found this truth remain-
The sinner must be born again—
I sunk in deep despair.

5 But while I thus in anguish lay,
The gracious Saviour passed that way,
And felt his pity move;

The sinner by his justice slain,
Now by his grace is born again,
And sings redeeming love.

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A Sinner submitting to God.

TEARY of struggling with my pain,
Hopeless to burst this sinful chain,

At length I give the contest o'er,
And seek to free myself no more.

2 From my own works at last I cease:
God that creates must seal my peace;
Fruitless my toil, and vain my care,
Unless thy sovereign grace I share.
3 Lord, I despair myself to heal;
I see my sin, but do not feel;
Nor shall I till thy Spirit blow,
And bid the obedient waters flow.

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L. M.

4 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give;
Thy gifts I only can receive:
Here then to thee I all resign;
To draw, redeem, and seal is thine.

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Faith victorious.

HE moment a sinner believes, And trusts in his crucified God, His pardon at once he receives

Redemption in full through his blood.
The faith that unites to the Lamb,

And brings such salvation as this,
Is more than mere fancy, or name-
The work of God's Spirit it is.
2 It treads on the world and on hell,
It vanquishes death and despair;
And, what is still stranger to tell-
It overcomes heaven by prayer;
Permits a vile worm of the dust
With God to commune as a friend;
His promise of mercy to trust,

And look for his love to the end.

3 It says to the mountains, "Depart,"
That stand between God and the soul;
It binds up the broken in heart,

The wounded in spirit makes whole;
Bids sins of a crimson-like dye

Be spotless as snow, and as white; And raises the sinner on high,

To dwell with the angels of light.

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289 The Pharisee and the Publican. Luke xviii. 10, &c.

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EHOLD how sinners disagree,
The Publican and Pharisee!
One doth his righteousness proclaim,
The other owns his guilt and shame.
2 This man at humble distance stands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands;
That boldly rises near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.

3 The Lord their different language knows,
And different answers he bestows;

he crowns,

The humble soul with grace
While on the proud his anger frowns.
4 Dear Father, let me never be
Joined with the boasting Pharisee;
I have no merits of my own,
But plead the sufferings of thy Son.

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Self-righteousness renounced.

HOW long beneath the law I lay

In bondage and distress!

I toiled the precept to obey,

But toiled without success.

2 Then, all my servile works were done
A righteousness to raise;
Now, freely chosen in the Son,
I freely choose his ways.

3 To see the law by Christ fulfilled,
And hear his pardoning voice,
Will change a slave into a child,
And duty into choice.

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Self-consecration.

M Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Y faith looks up to thee,

Saviour divine:

Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
Oh let me from this day
Be wholly thine.

May thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;

As thou hast died for me,
Oh may my love to thee,
Pure, warm, and changeless be-
A living fire.

While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be thou my guide;

Bid darkness turn to day,

Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From thee aside.

Watts.

C. M.

Cowper.

6. 4.

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When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold, sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll;

Bless'd Saviour, then, in love,
Fear and distress remove;
Oh bear me safe above-

A ransomed soul.

Grace.

R. Palmer.

AMAZING grace, (how sweet the sound,)

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed.

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;

But grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

4 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,

I shall possess, within the vail,

A life of joy and peace.

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Joy in Heaven. Luke xv. 7, 10.

WHO can describe the joys that rise
Through all the courts of Paradise,

To see a prodigal return,

To see an heir of glory born!

2 With joy the Father doth approve

The fruit of his eternal love;

The Son with joy looks down, and sees
The purchase of his agonies.

3 The Spirit takes delight to view
The holy soul he formed anew;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their King.

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Outward Forms Vain.

LONG did I seem to serve thee, Lord,
With unavailing pain;

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Newton.

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Watts.

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