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10 Chastise me when I do amiss, Bid a dying sinner live,

O might no thought arise Raise, o raise my drooping spirit; Which is displeasing unto thee; Then to thee myself I'll give,

Of grace send fresh supplies. And, until I heav'n inherit,

It Impress thy wounds upon my heart,
Ev'ry moment in thy service spend,
Faithful Friend! ::

And all thy, bitter pain;
Abide in me for evermore,

And constant viet'ry gain.

love me,

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460. T. 58. O JESUS, Jesus, my good Lord, O LAMB of God, who wast for sinHow wondrous is thy love,

ners slain Thy patience, pity, tenderness, That they might pardon, life and bliss

Which I each moment prove! obtain, 2 I once was wholly dead in sin,

Give me to experience thy great salAnd ignorant of thee,

vation, And liv'd contentedly therein,

And in my heart O fix thy habitation Nor knew thy love to me.

For evermore. 3 But thine all-seeing eye then view'd, 2 Thou know'st my inmost soul, I've And mark'd my ev'ry way,

nought to boast, Me still in tender love pursu'd

And without theeshould be for ever lost; Who oft from thee did stray.

When I am neglectful thou dost re4 Yet O! how faithless is my mind,

prove me,

Yet I am well assur'd that thou dost How apt to turn aside,

For thou forgiv'st. And wander in its own deceits Of reas'ning and of pride!

3 How glad am I that thou so gracious

art, 5 How doth the old corruption strive That thou dost bless my sinful, worthAnd fight to reign again!

less heart There's surely not a heart like mine,

And canst with such patience hear my So wretched, dark and vain.

behavior, 6 Thou Friend of sinners, love me still, so wert thou not exactly such a Saviour The poorest and the worst;

What should I do!, Where sin abounded, well I know, Thy grace aboundeth most.

461.

T. 151. 7 Yet let me not thy grace abuse, COME, faithful Shepherd, bind me And sin because thou’rt good:

With cords of love to thee! But let thy love fill me with shame,

And evermore remind me That I so long withstood.

That thou hast dy'd for me ; 8 On me, my King, exert thy pow'r, o may thy holy Spirit Make old things pass away

Set this before mine eyes, Create all new, draw me to thee, That I thy death and merit Still nearer ev'ry day.

Above all else may prize. 9 Thou know'st which way to rectify 2 I am of my salvation Each stubborn ill within,

Assured, thro' thy love; How to subdue my ev'ry thought, Yet ah, on each occasion And conquer all that's sin.

Might I more faithful prove!

Hast thou nay sink forgiven,

Strive I great comforts to obtain, Then leaving things behind, Instead of joy, l've nought but pain, May I press on to heaven,

3 But when He shows me how I rove, And bear the prize in mind. Andcourt my neighbor's praiseand love, S. Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake me, How self-will raises discontent Tho' I am oft to blame;

Against my Saviour's government; As thy reward, O take me

4 How soon, when Satan tempts, I start, Anew, just as I am;

Pass by convictions in my heart, Grant ine henceforth, dear Saviour,

Let my first love and zeal abate, While in this vale of tears,

Fall, and my very falls forget; To look to thee, and never

5 And at the same time lets me feel, Give way to anxious fears.

That he hath patience with me still:

I stand asham'd before his face, 462. T. 106.

And humbly thank him for his grace. AH, Lord, how apt am I to stray

6 Search out, discover, and erase, From thee! how prone to lust and Whatever is not to thy praise, pride!

All that might an obstruction prove Nature oft strives to bear the sway,

To thy blest purposes of love.
And turn my heart from thee aside;
Yet such vile, wretched sinners are

7 Complete thy work,my gracious King, The objects of thy love and care.

My heart into subjection bring;

Destroy, I pray, the carnal mind, 2 Forbid, O Lord, each vain desire,

And make me quite to thee resign’d.' : Bind my, affections to thy cross; Quench all the sparks of nature's fire,

May I count all for thee but loss : Lord Jesus, tear each idol down,

464. T. 22. Thy love within my heart inthrone. 3 O. Jesus, wipe away my tears,

FROM

my own works at last I cease, Be unto me a healing balm;

For God alone can give me peace; Warm thou my heart, dispel my fears, Fruitless my toil, and vain my care,

And speak the tempest to a calm : Of my own sirength I must despair. Remove the maladies of sin,

2 Lord, I despair myself to heal, And in thy blood wash me clean.

I see my sin, but cannot feel 4 I gladly will show forth thy praise, True sorrow, till thy Spirit show

If thou wilt gird me with thy pow'r, My unbelief, the source of woe. And sing the glories of thy grace, 3 'Tis thine alone to change the heart,

Until my pilgrimage be o'er. Thou only canst good gifts impart, With hallow'd fire inspire my tongue, I therefore will my heart resign And love shall be

my
endless
song. To thee, O cleanse and seal it thine!

4 With humble faith on thee I call,
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My Light, my Life, my Lord, my All; VAIN are all efforts made to trace I wait, O Lord, to hear thee say, The way to life and happiness, “My blood hath wash'd thy sins away." Before 'tis on our minds imprest,

5 Speak,gracious Lord, my sicknesscure, That Jesus is our only rest!

Make

infected nature pure; 2 By my own strength I can't procure Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, True rest, nor even feel I'm poor ;

And give thyself unto my heart,
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467. T, 22. O JESUS, could I always keep LORD Jesus, my most faithful Friend, My eye on thee, the living way,

Thy aid unto thy child extend
I then, iho once a wand'ring sheep In each temptation's trying hour,

Should no more err, or run astray ; That sin may not thy grace o'erpow'r.
But wheresoe'er thou goest, I
Should follow thee, not asking why.

2 That spark enkindled in

my

heart

Remain unquench'd, tho' all the art 2 O that I never might forget, Of sin and Satan be combin'd

What thou hast suffer'd for my sake, Tomake me leave my matchless Friend. To save my soul, and make me meet Ovee of thy glory to partake:

3 O let thy Spirit stay with me,

To O might I oft in spirit see

groan and speak my wants to thee; How thou wast crucify'd for me.

Still let him show my ev'ry need,

And that in thee I'm help'd indeed. 3 But, gracious Lord, when I reflect

How oft I've turn d my eye from thee; 4 Thy faithfulness I oft have prov'd, How treated thee with cold neglect,

In countless trials quite unmov'd; And listen’d to the enemy;

Thy grace

alone can me preserve,

When And yet to find thee still the same,

my

frail heart from thee would This fills

my

soul with humble shame. 4 Astonish'd at thy feet I fall, Thy loveexceeds my highest thought;

468.

T. 14. Henceforth be thou my All in all, Thou who with blood my soul hast GRACIOUS Redeemer, Lamb of bought:

God, May I henceforth more faithful prove,

I thirst alone for thee, And ne'er forget thy dying love.

I long t' enjoy thy saving grace,

And taste thy mercy free. 466. T. 580.

2 For mercy, mercy, Lord, I ask,

This is the total sum: WHEN, having been with guilt op- Mercy, good Lord, is all my suit, prest,

o let thy mercy come! My wand'ring spirit findeth rest

3 Search me, O God,and know my heart, Thro' Jesus' pard'ning grace; Try me, and know each thought ; Then I by faith can call

him minę, On me look down in mercy, Lord, My needy soul doth then incline

Whon thou with blood hast bought. To be in Mary's happy place.

4 My faithless heart, O gracious Lord, 2 My pray'r is : "Jesus, let me hear

Correct with gentle hand; Thy voice, which can instruct & cheer In ev'ry

' danger help afford, My poor and worthless heart;

Alone I cannot stand.
For should I cease thy words ť obey,
And from thy blessed presence stray, 5 Without thy favor while I live,
Nature would soon its pow'r assert." Life but a burden is;

Nought else can satisfaction give,
3 A single eye, a faithful heart,
Dear Jesus, to thy child impart,

Experience shows me this. In ev'ry trying hour;

6 Haste then, O Lord, to thee I pray: Reason's tormenting thoughts prevent, Impart to me thy grace, Ştill keep my eye on thee intent, That when this life is fled away

Tillsight my faith & hope o'erpow'. In heav'n I may have place.

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472. T. 14. AH give me, Lord, myself to feel, I KNOW the weakness of my soul, My inbred misery reveal:

But Jesus is my stay,
Ah give me, Lord, (I still would say) My kind Redeemer hath engag'd
Ą heart to mourn, a heart to pray ; To lead me in his way.
My business this, my only care,
My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'r.

2 For ever he abides the same,

Tho' I to change am prone;
2. Father, I want a thankful heart; My welfare always he promotes,
I wish to taste how good thou art, Who chose me for his own.
To plunge into thy mercy's sea,
And comprehend thy love to me
More fully with the saints below,

473. T. 22.
Till I, as I am known, shall know. THE more of Jesus' love I see,
470.

The more I know the misery,
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The pride and treach'ry of my heart, WITH what unwearied faithfulness

By which I cause my Saviour smart. Lord hast thou 'followed me ! Tho' I regardless of thy grace

2 Long this was from my sightconceal'd In darkness stray'd from thee;

Till by the Spirits light reveald,

Which shows God's love and Jesus How heavy hung the dismal çloud, How did distresses on me crowd !. grace, And I, despairing of relief,

And fills my troubled heart with peace. In thee had no belief,

474.* T. 97 2 But thou my kind, almighty Friend, Didst sin's dominion quell;

WHATE'ER I am, whate'er I do, My mis'ry and confusion end,

'Tis
grace

I must ascribe it to;
And ev'ry cloud dispel ;

This
can

heart preserve ; One look into thy pierced heart For I'm so liable to swerve, Alleviates the keenest smart,

That ev'n the grace which thou to-day There mercy

without wounds, I see bestow'st, Is moving ey'n for me.

If not renewid to-morrow might be

lost.
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T, 159
My case to thee is fully known,

475.

T. 590. On thee I cast my care,

THE worst of evils we can name Dear Saviour, that thy will be done

Is an unfaithful heart; In me, is all my pray'r ;

May none of us to our dear Lord 0

breast I barbor in my may No thought that cannot bear the test, Our human frailty need not lead

Thereby cause pungent smart; When thou discover'st by thy light

Our souls from him astray; To me what is not right.

For he the needful strength imparts 2 Reality and solid ground,

To walk the narrow way:
Firm root in thee to gain;
To feel,thy precious blood hath drown'd

T. 590.
Whatever gives thee pain ;
'Tis this I want, nor can I be

FEAR not, without reserve disclose Content, till I am one with thee, The festring sores of sin; Until my life is hid in thine,

Your case the Lord your Healer knows, Till thou art wholly mine,

His blood can wash you clean;

alone my

476 *

There is a balna in Gilead,

478.

T. 97.
To cure the sin-sick soul;
None e'er to Christ for refuge fled

O LAMB of God for sinners slain, But was by him made whole,

Our souls from mis'ry to regain,
How blest are they, who'truly see

Their weakness, who derive from thec 477.

The mèrcies which thou freely dost T. 214.

dispense, THOUGH by nature I'm defiled,

And look to thee with filial confidence ! Jesus' blood hath made me clean; He my sin-sick soul hath healed,

And whate'er doth still remain
Of my former sad condition, LORD, shouldst thou be induced
He alleviates when I cry,

To ask, how we have used
Yea, to sooth my pain is nigh: Thy precious gifts and grace?
Lerd, remain my kind Physician, And into judgment enter
I, thy patient, then am sure

With us, we durst not venture
Thou wilt work a thorough care. To plead: our faults are numberless,

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T. 126.

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481.* THE Lamb of God, who saves us THIS yields true joy and pleasure by his death,

To Christ, when with one voice Is made unto us holiness by faith; His people in their measure None besides availeth, since our Creator Exalt his sacrifice, Became a man, assuming our frail nature and praise him for the wounds which

To ransom us. he 2 To Jesus Christ is due eternal praise,

Receiv'd for our redemption
Forour high calling in these gospeldays: Upon th’accursed tree.
What divine enjoyment & consolation

2 Of his complete salvation Dowe now gain from Jesus' incarnation

We witness here below, Ảnd bitter death! And gladly make confession, 3 If we in Jesus' saving name believe, Resolv'd nought else to know. And pardonofour sins from him receive: God in his wisdom did ordain, With his blood besprinklęd, and cleans- That lost, repenting sinners ed truly,

His righteousness should gain. In soul and body we are render'd holy,

3 No holiness availeth
And have his mind.

With God, but this alone;
4 And thus by faith welive,&yetnot we, The Holy Spirtt sealeth
But Christ lives in us so effectually, This truth, that in the Son
That, by him renewed and actuated, By faith we're freely justify'd,
We are in him untogood works created, And gain sanctification,

And grow in grace. Because for us he dy'd.

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