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3 Banish from me what's not right,
In thy blood, O cleanse me wholly,
Make me lowly;

From whate'er displeaseth thee,
Set me free;

And preserve my soul and senses
From all hurtful influences;
Only thine I wish to be.

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GRANT, most gracious Lamb of God,
Who hast bought me with thy blood,
That my soul and body be
Quite devoted unto thee.

2 Jesus, hear my fervent cry!
My whole nature sanctify;
Root out all that is unclean,
Tho' it cause me pungent pain.
3 Gracious Lord! I wish alone
Thine to be, yea, quite thine own,
And to all eternity,
To remain thy property.

311.* T. 184.

DEAR Lord, consume, yea dash to

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PRESENT your bodies to the Lord,
A living sacrifice,

A holy off'ring unto him,

And pleasing in his eyes:
This is a service which ye owe,
And reasonably due;

For ye are not your own, ye know,
But Christ hath purchas'd you.

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4 Thou art my Life, thy pow'r divine
Shall influence ev'ry motion;
O may thy Spirit me incline
To true unfeign'd devotion:
Thus I eternal life shall gain,
And, till my latest breath, remain
A member of thy body.

5 Lord Jesus, thou my Shepherd art,
Who dyd'st for my transgression;
When lost, I caus'd thee pungent smart,
When found, joy past expression:
Ah! best of Shepherds, ever keep
Within thy fold thy helpless sheep,
Protect it from all danger.

6 Thou art my faithful Friend in need,
My flesh and bone, my Brother;
Thy faithfulness and love exceed
That of the fondest mother:
Thou art my Healer when I'm sick,
My Cordial strength'ning me when

My refuge in all trouble.

7 O Lord, how very short I fall,
When on thy praise I enter!
Thou art, indeed, my All in all,
In thee my wishes centre:
Whate'er I want, thou art to me;
O let my heart incessantly
Be by thy love inspired.

- 316.*
T. 58.
WHAT peace divine, what perfect

Our Saviour's presence to our hearts
Unto us poor sinners, thereby is given
A blessed antepast of bliss in heaven,
And lasting joy.
2 Altho', dear Jesus, we can't see thy

We richly may enjoy thy love and grace,
Since thou hast pronounced those souls
thrice blessed,

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317.* T. 228.

HOWbright appears the Morning-star,
With grace and truth beyond compare!
The royal root of Jesse;
O David's Son, of Jacob's line,
My soul's belov'd, and King benign,

Thou cam'st from heav'n to bless me.
Precious, gracious,
Ever glorious, and victorious,
Is my Saviour,

Nought but he can please me ever.
2 From him descends a beam of joy,
When he, with a complacent eye,

Beholds his needy creature:
Immanuel! my sov'reign good,
Thy word, thy Spirit, flesh and blood
Grant me,-richly,
Renew my very nature.

Who, tho' they do not see thee, are
Of faith in thee.
3 Were we but all desirous, day and Thro' thy merit-to inherit

Thee to enjoy, O what supreme delight

Thy salvation;

Hear my ardent supplication.

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I, as a member of thy bride,

In thee, my Jesus, can confide,
Thy love remains unmoved.
Oh! I-have joy,
That in heaven,

Thee my Saviour

with thanksgiving,

I shall love and praise for ever.

4 Tune all your notes to songs of praise, If you can earthly music raise,

To join celestial concerts;
Be Jesus your delightful theme;
In him, and in his saving name,

Are center'd all our comforts;

Be the phrases of our praises, 'Tis our duty,

Fore the Lord of bliss and beauty.

5 Before the world I make my boast, That he in whom I place my trust,

Is Lord of light and glory:
At last he'll bring me to that place,
Where wonders of redeeming grace
Shall lie disclos'd before me;
Amen!-Be then

Praise and blessing,-never ceasing
To him given,

Here, and by the hosts of heaven!

318.* T. 185.

THE unbounded love of my Creator Heart-felt gratitude doth claim; Why did Christappear in human nature? 'Twas for me he man became ; While the whole world's Saviour I confess him,

As my own Redeemer oft I trace him,
And his merits I apply
To myself especially.

2 When with him, my Lord, in closest


I can all things else forget; In his fellowship and blest communion, I heav'n's bliss anticipate; By his presence he dispels all sadness; Filling my poor soul with joy & gladness; Tho' I often am to blame, Yet his love is still the same.

3 When my mind pursues this medita. tion,

That the all-creating Word Hath by his humanity and passion, To God's image man restor❜d; I regard my body as Christ's temple, 'Tis my aim to follow his example, And my vessel, thro' his grace, In due honor to possess.

319.* T. 68.
BLISS beyond compare,

Which in Christ I share!
He's my only joy and treasure;
Tasteless is all worldly pleasure;
When in Christ I share
Bliss beyond compare.
2 Jesus is my joy,
Therefore blest am I.

O! his mercy is unbounded,
All my hope on him is grounded;
Jesus is my joy,

Therefore blest am I.

3 When the Lord appears,
This my spirit cheers;
When his love to me revealing,
He, the Sun of grace with healing,
In his beams appears,
This my spirit cheers.

4 Then all grief is drown'd;
Pure delight is found.
Heav'nly bliss and consolation.
Joy and peace in his salvation,
Ev'ry grief is drown'd

Where such bliss is found.

320.* T. 4.
LORD Jesus, my pray'r
Is while I am here,
In union to be

With thee and thy people inseparably.
2 Concern'd for more grace
And true happiness;
Intent evermore,

'Fore thee to be contrite,& lowly & poor.
3 O were my whole mind
And spirit inclin'd

To show forth thy praise,-To serve thee with gladness, and walk in thy ways.

4 If question'd by thee:
Say, lovest thou me?"
lown I shall prove-Deficient, O Lord,
yet thou know'st that I love.

5. John's portion so blest

To lean on thy breast,

Be mine, till with thee,

323.* T. 206. THOU slaughter'd Lamb, :||:

Whose love the same-doth still abide,
Tho' oft severely try'd;

I am no longer mine, :||:-But thine,
Bought with a price;-As sacrifice
Accept the whole

When time is no more,l for ever shall be. Of spirit, body, soul. :||:

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2 My King benign! :-I'd fain be

Not anything,-No smallest hankering,
Cause me while here I stay,

My dearest Lord, from thee :||:-To

No, may each breath--Exalt thy death,
And sing thy praise
For thy unbounded grace. :||:
324.* T. 36.

2 Nought in this world affords true rest, O LET thy countenance, most loving

But Christ's atoning blood,

This purifies the guilty breast,

And reconciles to God:
Hence flows unfeigned love to him
Who came lost sinners to redeem,
And Christ our Saviour doth appear
Daily to us more dear.

3 My only joy and comfort here
Is Jesus' death and blood;
I with this passport can appear
Before the throne of God:
Admitted to the realms of bliss,
I then shall see him as he is,


Shine on me day and night, and let

me ever

Have of thy presence, and thy gracious
A tender feeling.

2 That soul and body on thy merit

May daily be from grace to grace proceeding,

With thee at peace, in tend'rest love's communion, And perfect union. 325. T. 14.

Where countless pardon'd sinners meet, JESUS, my Saviour, full of grace,

Adoring at his feet.

322.* T. 14.

THY child so minded ever keep,
Let me know nought beside
Thee, who wast slain me to redeem,
Thee, Jesus crucify'd.

2 May I to thee in all my wants
Child-like yet closer fly,
Dire cting still throughout my course,
y faith to thee mine eye.


3 Tho' tis but little I can do,

Yet I would willingly,
Jesus, do that which yields thee joy,
This is enough for me.

Be thou my heart's delight,
Remain my fav'rite theme always,
My joy by day and night.

2 Hungry and thirsty after thee,
May I be found each hour;
Humble in heart, and constantly
Supported by thy pow'r.

3 May thy blest Spirit to my heart,
Throughout my future race,
True faith and constancy impart
To live unto thy praise.

4 The myst'ry of redeeming love
Be ever dear to me:
Till I shall once in heav'n above

For ever dwell with thee.

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