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5 on me, thy helpless worm, O Lord, Till I can, by grace restor❜d,

A living faith bestow; That I thy mercy, truth and love, May by experience know.

257. T. 205.

LONG I strove my God to love,
Long I strove his laws to keep,
Fain would fix my thoughts above,
Faintly hop'd I was his sheep;
But my striving all prov'd vain,
Still I found my heart in pain;
Yet ne'er all my vileness saw,
Till declar'd accurs'd by law.

2 When with sense of guilt opprest,
All my soul was sunk in fear,
Pain and anguish fill'd my breast;
Then did Jesus Christ appear:
Not with vengeance in his eyes,
No, but as a sacrifice
Acceptable unto God;

Glorious off'ring, precious blood!
3 He was offer'd on the tree,

Jesus the unspotted Lamb: Worthy truth, great mystery!

By his blood salvation came. By his stripes my wounds are heal'd, By his death, God's love reveal'd; We, once strangers far from God, Are brought nigh by Jesus' blood.

258. T. 581.

SAVIOUR of thy chosen race, View me from thy heav'nly throne; Give the sweet relenting grace,

Soften thou this heart of stone;
Stone to flesh, O God, convert,
Cast a look, and break my heart!

2 By thy Spirit me reprove,
All inmost sins reveal;
Sins against thy light and love

Let me see, and let me feel;
Sins, that crucify'd my God,
Sins, for which he shed his blood.

3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep,
Make me restless to return;
Bid me look on thee and weep,
Bitterly as Peter mourn ;

Say: thou know'st, I love thee, Lord,
4 Might I in thy sight appear,
As the publican, distrest;
Stand, not daring to draw near,
Smite on my unworthy breast;
Utter the poor sinner's plea,
God, be merciful to me!

5 Ah, remember me for good,
Passing thro' this mortal vale!
Show me thy atoning blood,
When my strength and courage fail;
Let me oft in spirit see
Jesus, crucify'd for me!

259. T. 582.


AH! whither should I
Burden'd, and sick, and faint?
To whom should I my trouble show,
pour out my complaint?
My Saviour bids me come,
Ah! why should I delay ?
He calls the weary sinner home,
And yet from him I stray.

2 What is it keeps me back,
From which I cannot part?
Which will not let Saviour take
Possession of my heart?


Some cursed thing unknown
Must surely lurk within,
Some idol which I will not own,
Some secret bosom-sin.

3 Jesus, the hind'rance show,

Which I have fear'd to see:
Yea, let me now consent to know
What keeps me back from thee.
Searcher of hearts, in mine
Thy trying pow'r display;
Into its darkest corners shine,
And take the vail away.

4 I now believe; in thee
Compassion reigns alone:
According to my faith, to me
O let it, Lord, be done!
In me is all the bar,

Which thou wouldst fain remove: Remove it, then shall I declare,

That thou, O God, art love!

260. T.. 582.

OLORD, how vile am I,
Unholy and unclean!

How can I venture to draw nigh
With such a load of sin?

And must I then indeed

Sink in despair and die ? ·

3 Break, O break this heart of stone;

Form it for thy use alone;
Bid each vanity depart,

Build thy temple in my heart.

4 This be my support in need, That thou didst so freely bleed: All my joys and hopes arise

Fain would I hope that thou didst bleed From thy bleeding sacrifice.

For such a wretch as I.

2 That blood which thou hast spilt,
That grace which is thy own,
Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt,
And soften hearts of stone.
Low at thy feet I bow,
Oh pity and forgive:
Here will I lie, and wait till thou
Shalt bid me rise and live.

261. T. 14.

THE mist before my eyes remov'd
With wonder struck I see,
Dear Lord, the black, the num'rous

By which I've grieved thee.
2 These were the unrelenting foes,
Which made thee groan and cry;
Caus'd thee to shed thy precious blood,
And bow thine head, and die.

3 Thy love hath thaw'd my frozen heart,

And caus'd my tears to flow now abhor that monster sin, And find he is my foe.

4 I trust my guilt was done away
By my incarnate God,
Who felt, t' atone for man's offence,
The sin avenging rod.

262. T. 11.

HEAR, O Jesus, my complaints,
Known to thee are all my wants;
Self-convicted, self-abhorr'd,
I approach thee, dearest Lord.

2 Known to thee, whose eyes are flame.
I thy love and pity claim :
With an eye of love look down,
Help me, Lord, O help me soon.


5 This confirms me when I'm weak, Comforts me, when I am sick, Gives me courage, when I faint, Well supplies my ev'ry want. 6 Saviour, to my heart be near, Exercise thy Shepherd-care; Guard my weakness by thy grace, Fill my soul with heav'nly peace. 263.* T. 205.

OH, how great, how rich, how free, Is the grace which Christ bestows! Only cast your misery

At the foot of Jesus' cross; Weeping at the throne of grace Lie, and never quit the place, Never till your suit's obtain'd, Never till the blessing's gain'd.

264. T. 16. NOTHING but thy blood, O Jesus! Can relieve us from our smart; Nothing else from guilt release us, Nothing else can melt the heart, 2 Nothing else can ease our burthen: Jesus' precious blood alone, Can produce a sense of pardon, And dissolve a heart of stone. 265.* T. 66.

BE not dismay'd-in time of need, Thy Saviour knows thy irksome situation;

His heart is mild,-with pity fill'd, Can't see thy grief without commisera


2 ToChrist draw nigh-for help apply, He will pour out on thee the oil of gladness; [woes, thy griefs and comfort all thy

He feels and knows Will turn to joy and sadness.

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[stretched, Thou know'st I am needy, and greatly distrest,

Were not thy arms of love to me out

But thou my Refuge art, my Consola-Thou callest the weary to come and And whole Salvation.



find rest.


T, 106.

Now I have found the ground


Sure my soul's anchor may remain; Ev'n Christ, who to atone for sin,

Was as a spotless victim slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay When heav'n and earth are fled away. 2 O Lord, thy everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasseth far: Thou show'st maternal tenderness,

Thy arms of love still open are, Thy heart o'er sinners can't but break, Whether thy grace they slight or take. 3 God in man's death takes no delight; Each soul may grace and life obtain, In him, who left his glory bright,

Took flesh, and dy'd, and rose again: And now he knocks times numberless At our hearts' door, and offers grace. 4 O Love! thou bottomless abyss!

My sins are swallow'd up in thee; Cover'd is my unrighteousness,

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From condemnation now I'm free; Since Jesus' blood, thro' earth and skies, Mercy, free boundless mercy!" cries. 5 By faith I plunge into this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when sin assails, I flee,

I look into my Saviour's breast: Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear .. Mercy" is all that's written there.

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269.* T. 22.

That Christ was Israel's Cov'nant-God,
The Church's everlasting Head,
God of the living and the dead.
2 All things were made by Christ, the

By Christ was man to life restor❜d;
The Prophets, strong in faith and bold,
His coming
in the flesh foretold.

3 No wonder therefore that we read,
Abra'm to see his day was glad;
Isaiah too his glory saw,
And spoke of him with joy and awe.
4 'Tis sure that by his bitter pain,
He for mankind did life obtain,
Did for his church on earth atone,
And for the ransom'd round the throne.


5 We love the Lamb of God who dy'd: 14 Then shall we go from strength to
Whoever seeketh ought beside,
Belongs not to our company;
Christ is our All eternally.

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To bring us to the gospel-rest.

2 The joyful sound is news of grace,
Redemption of a fallen race,
Thro' Jesus' righteousness divine,
Which bright from faith to faith doth

3 The promise of immortal bliss
We have in Christ our Righteousness;
By this our righteousness is bought,
Faith pleads that right, but buys it not.
4 True faith receives the offer'd good
And promise seal'd with Jesus' blood:
Faith gives no title to the bliss,
But takes the Saviour's righteousness.
5 In the Redeemer, as my Head,
The cov❜nant is established:
In him the promises are Yea,
In him Amen, and not in me.

271. T. 14.
HAIL, Alpha and Omega, hail!
Thou Author of our faith,
The Finisher of all our hopes,

The Truth, the Life, the Path.
2 Hail, First and Last, thou great I AM!
In whom we live and move;
Increase our little spark of faith,

And fill our hearts with love.

3 O let that faith which thou hast taught
Be treasur'd in our breast;
The evidence of unseen joys,
The substance of our rest.

From grace to greater grace; From each degree of faith to more, Till we behold thy face.

272. T. 106.

FROM life and grace, (this we are bold Before an erring world t' assert,) Nothing one moment doth withhold

A man, but his unwilling heart: In our dear Lord there's no delay, Fix'd is his will, and plain his way. 2 Should any one of serious frame,

That long hath seem'd to seek his face, His tedious tasks and trials name,

We say, "No, Christ requires them not,
Preparatory steps of grace;
And this fine web a false heart wrought."
3 Should any think he's so hemm❜d in
With sin, as to be past relief,
Alas! he knows not, that the sin,

Which binds his soul, is unbelief:
If to the cross we lift our eye,
Then sin and Satan soon must fly.
4 Ready our Saviour is indeed,

His glorious work in all to do; To ev'ry one it must be said,

"Thou hadst been happy long ago, Hadst thou in faith cast all thy care On Jesus Christ, who heareth pray'r."

273. T. 22.

BY various maxims, forms and rules,
That pass for wisdom in the schools,
I strove my passion to restrain;
But all my efforts prov'd in vain.
2 But since my Saviour I have known,
My rules are all reduc'd to one;
To keep my Lord, by faith, in view,
This strength supplies, and motives too.
3 I see him lead a suff'ring life,
Patient, amidst reproach and strife;
And from his pattern courage take

To bear and suffer for his sake.
4 Upon the cross I see him bleed,
And by the sight from guilt am freed;
This sight destroys the life of sin,
And quickens heav'nly life within.

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5 To look to Jesus as he rose
Confirms my faith, disarms my
Satan I shame and overcome,
By pointing to my Saviour's tomb.
6 Exalted on his glorious throne,
I see him make my cause his own;
Then all my anxious cares subside,
For Jesus lives, and will provide.

7 I see him look with pity down,
And hold in view the conqu'rors crown;
If press'd with griefs and cares before,
My soul revives, nor asks for more.

8 By faith I see the hour at hand
When in his presence I shall stand;
Then it will be my endless bliss,
To see him where, and as he is.

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LAMB of God, who thee receive,
Who in thee desire to live,
Cry by day and night to thee,
As thou art, so let us be.

2 Fix, O fix our wav'ring mind,
To thy cross us firmly bind:
Gladly now we would be clean;
Cleanse our hearts from ev'ry sin.
3 Dust and ashes tho' we be,
Full of guilt and misery;
Thine we are, thou Son of God,
Take the purchase of thy blood.
4 Sinners who in thee believe
Everlasting life receive;
They with joy behold thy face,
Triumph in thy pard'ning grace.
5 Life deriving from thy death,
They proceed from faith to faith,
Walk the new, the living way
Leading to eternal day,

6 Blest are they who follow thee,
While this light of life they see;
Filled with thy sacred love
They thy quick'ning power prove,
7 Praise on earth to thee be giv❜n,
Never-ceasing praise in heav'n;
Boundless wisdom, pow'r divine,
Løve unspeakable are thine!

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276.* T. 184.

O JESUS, 'fore whose radiation

The seraphim must cover'd stand, When, in their awful ministration,

They wait for thy supreme command: How can this body's eyes, dim-sighted, Which by sin's gloomy misery And earthly shadows are benighted, Endure thy glorious light to see! 2 Yet let by faith my penetration Reach ev❜n within the sanctuary; Thy mercy be my consolation,

May this uphold and strengthen me. Reach unto me thy sceptre gracious, Who low, like Esther, 'fore thee bow, Say, "I will be to thee propitious,

And loving kindness to thee show."

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