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:5 On me, thy helpless worm, O Lord, (Till I can, by grace restord, 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;
Stand, not daring to draw near, 257.
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 of'ring, precious blood !
My Saviour bids me come,
Ah! why should I delay? 3 He was offer'd on the tree,
He calls the
sinner home, Jesus the unspotted Lamb:
And yet from him I stray.
2 What is it keeps me back,
From which I cannot part ?
Which will not let
Saviour take We, once strangers far from God,
Possession of my heart ?
Some cursed thing unknown Are brought nigh by Jesus' blood.
Must surely lurk within,
Some idol which I will not own, 258. T. 581.
Some secret bosom-sin. SAVIOUR of thy chosen racę, 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 my heart !
Thy trying pow'r display; 2 By thy Spirit me reprove,
Into its darkest corners shine, All my 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
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,
Build thy temple in my heart.
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 Fainwould I hope that thou didst bleed From thy bleeding sacrifice. For such a wretch as I.
5 This confirms me when I'm weak, 2 That blood which thou hast spilt,
Comforts me, when I am sick, That grace which is thy own,
Gives me courage, when I faint, Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt,
Well supplies my ev'ry want. And soften hearts of stone,
6 Saviour, to my 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 Chrisi bestows! THE mist before my eyes remov'd Only cast your misery With wonder struck I
At the foot of Jesus' crossz 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 your suit's obiain'd, 2 These were the unrelenting foes,
Never till the blessing's gain'd, Which made thee
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
tears to flow; İ
2 Nothing else can ease our burthen: now abhor that monster sin,
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 heart of stone. incarnate God,
265.* T. 66. Who felt, t atone for man's offence, BE not dismay'd-in time of need, The sin-avenging rod.
Thy Saviour knows thy irksome situa
tion; 262. T. 11.
His heart is mild, with pity fillid, 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,
By my .
266. T. 36.
267.* LORD Jesus Christ, if thou wert not
T. 142. my Saviour,
HERE come I, my Shepherd, athirst Were not thy blood still pleading in
after thee; Where should I, poorest among all the
In mercy receive me, for mercy's my
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.
XV. Of FAITH.
16 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my
head, Now I have found the ground Tho’strength, and health, and friends wherein,
be gone; 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'my heart fail, and Mesh decay;
Our scanty thought surpasseth far: This anchor shall my soul sustain, Thou show'st maternal tenderness, When earth's foundations meltaway:
Thy arnis of love still open are, Mercy's full pow'r I then shall prove,
That Christ was Israel's Cov'nant-God,
Word, My sins are swallow'd up in thee;
By Christ was man to life restor'd; 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 atone,
Mercy' is all that's written there. And for the ransom'd round the throne. T, 106.
5 We love the Lamb of God who dy'd: 4 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: FAITHcomes 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
That long 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;
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
Which binds his soul, is unbelief: We have in Christ our Righteousness; If to the cross we lift our eye, 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 seald with Jesus' blood : To ev'ry one it must be said, Faith gives no title to the bliss,
o Thou hadst been happy long ago, Bul 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 :
273. T. 22. 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,
My rules are all reduc'd to one; The Finisher of all our hopes,
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, thou great I AM! 3 I see him lead a suffring 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 thai 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.
5 To look to Jesus as he rose
275. T. 14. Confirms my faith, disarms my foes ; 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, I him make
And, Saviour, we are such. cause his own;
my Then all
anxious cares subside, 2 Our faith is feeble, we confess, For Jesus líves, 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.
Was answer'd, “Daughter, go in peace, 274.* T. 11.
Thy faith hath made thee whole.” LAMB of God, who thee receive,
5 Conceal'damidst 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 unheala 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 Everlasting life receive;
O JESUS, 'fore whose radiation They with joy behold thy face,
The seraphim must cover'd stand, Triumph in thy pard’ning grace.
When, in their awful ministration,
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
Thy mercy be my consolation, 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."