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13 I'll never cease repeating How lost was my condition,

My numberless complaints,

But ever be intreating
Till Jesus made me whole !
There is but one Physician

Thee, glorious King of saints,

To form me in thine image,
Can cure a sin-sick soul!
Near unto death he found me,

And fill my soul with love,
And snatch'd me from the grave;

Till I to thee my homage To tell to all around me,

Pay with the saints above. His wond'rous pow'r to save. 2 A dying, risen, Jesus,

294. T. 22. Seen by the eye of faith,


he one thing needful, that good part, At once from danger frees us, Which Mary chose with all her heart,

And saves the soul from death: I would pursue with heart and mind, Come then, to this Physician, And seek unweary'd till I find. His help he'll freely give,

2 Hidden in Christ the treasure lies, He makes no hard condition,

That goodly pearl of so great price; 'Tis only-look and live.

No other way but Christ there is 292. T. 96.

To endless happiness and bliss. O Thou, who pardon canst impart,

3 But Oh, I'm blind and ignorant, Thy pard'ning grace I wish to feel; Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, I want, Give life unto my lifeless heart,

To guide me in the narrow road And my diseases kindly heal :

That leads to happiness and God. Hear, Jesus, hear my feeble moan, 4 My mind enlighten with thy light, And me as thine in mercy own. That'I may understand aright 2 Vain are all other helps beside,

The glorious gospel-mystery, Such favours only from thee flow;

Which shows the wayto heav'n and thee. Other physicians have I try'd, 5 O Jesus Christ, my Lord and God, Yet only worse and worse I grow:

Who hast redeem'd me by thy blood;
Give me by faith on thee to lean, By faith unite my heart to thee,

unto me: “ Be thou clean." That we may never parted be.
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T. 58.
My Lord, how great the favor, THE more forgiveness thou dost deign
That I a sinner poor,

t' afford, Can, thro' thy blood's sweet savor, The more thou art belov'd, most graApproach thy mercy-door!

cious Lord : And find an open passage

We are all great sinners, before thee, Unto the throne of grace,

Saviour, Then wait the welcome message O therefore grant to us the grace

and That bids me go in peace.


To love thee much. 2 In my forlorn condition,

2 How merciful art thou, O God of Who else could give me aid ?

love! Where could I meet compassion, How doth each needy soul thy comBut in the church's Head ?

forts prove! In mercy, O receive me,

Who to thee can render due compenThou God, who hearest pray'r !

sation ? From ev'ry evil save me,

In heav'n and earth thy mercy and Dispel each needless fear.

compassion Unequall'd are !


T. 14.

2 A sinner on'mere mercy cast, Thou, Lord, must for thy sake forgive,

Thy mercy I embrace, It cannot be for mine;

And gladly own from first to last, My pow'r, the pardon to receive, That I am sav'd by grace.

My faith, is all divine:

XVII. Of the Surrender of the Heart to Jesus,


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Have sav'd and rescu'd me;

And how thy cleansing blood, UNTO the Lamb of God, Apply'd unto my heart by faith, Who to retrieve loss,

Hath brought me nigh to God: Became a man and dy’a for me, 6 I in the dust adore, Upon th' accursed cross;

Amaz'd at grace so free, Unto the Prince of Life,

Bestow'd on such a wretched worm, Who felt such racking pain,

And ask, “How can it be, While he the vengeance due to me

That sinners base and vile Did willingly sustain:

Should be so greatly lovod, 2 To him I wholly give

Who cost thee so much pain and grief, Myself this day anew,

And so ungrateful prov'd ?
As his reward so dearly gain'd, 7 Me thy all-seeing eye
His spoil and purchase due;

Hath kept with watchful care;
That with me he may do

Thy great compassion never fail'd, What's pleasing in his sight, Thou heardst my needy pray't ; And from me take whate'er him grieves, This makes me firmly trust Whate'er he sees not right.

That thou wilt guide me still, Ś How very weak I am,

And guard me safe throughout the way My Saviour well can see,

That leads to Zion's Hill.
And how exceeding short I fall, 8 Dear Saviour, I resign
Of what I ought to be:

My worthless heart to thee;
Compassionate High-Priest,

And whether cheerful or distress'd, To thee I must appeals

Thine, thine alone I'll be: My numberless infirmities

My only aim is this O kindly haste to heal !

(O may I it fulfil!) 4 In thy most precious blood,

Thee to exalt with all my strength, Which from thy open'd yeins,

And do thy holy will.
To heal my soul in plenty flow'd,
pray wash out my stains :

298.* T. 22. It is thy daily care,

O GOD of mercy, grace and love! Thy helpless sheep to feed; Thy yearning bowels did thee move, To purify their spotted souls, To call me from death's gloomy night And gently them to lead.

Into thy own amazing light. 5 Redeemer of my soul!

2 I once was wholly dead in sin, Whene'er thereon I think,

Wholly corrupt and spoild within, How thy compassion, love and grace, The carnal mind still bore the sway, From sin and hell's dark brink

And hurry'd me a

slave away.

3 It caus'd thee pain, O Son of God, 3 Jesus cur'd my soul's infection To see the purchase of thy blood By his suff"rings, stripes and wounds: So deeply sunk in misery;

From his death and resurrection, And 'twas thy aim to set me free. Life and pow'r to me redounds; 4 Thou drewest me with cords of love, Once shall heav'nly joys inherit,

I by virtue of his merit
Till thou at last didst conqu’ror prove; And ev'n here a foretaste have,
Till sin's strong pow's thou hadst sup. Of that world beyond the grave.

And till my weary soul had rest. 4 Jesus yields me delectation;

When I'm weak he strengthens me, 5 Now, thro' thy wounds my soul hath

Sweetens all my tribulation, found Peace, righteousness, and solid ground; His atoning death and passion

And supports me constantly:
I've now obtained, thro' thy grace,

Are the
cause of


salvation; Among thy ransom'a flock a place.

Therefore Christ shall ne'er depart 6 I thee adure, my gracious King, From my sight and from my heart, And joyful Hallelujahs sing,

O My eyes with grateful tears o'erflow, 5 O! I'm lost in deepest wonder,

To think he shall soon appear For all the mercies thou dost show,

To receive me gladly yonder, 7 Faithful to thee I now. engage And wipe off my ev'ry tear : To be throughout my pilgrimage; Then my grateful songs and praises Accept my life and soul, my King, Shall resound in heav'nly places; Pledg'd to thy service these I bring. Here by faith to him I'll cleave, 8. Nature's reluctance over-rule, Ješus will I never leave. My fleshly tenderness control, O may I always have in view

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T. 22. Not mine, but thy blest will to do.

We pray thée, wounded Lambof God! 9 Thus by thy pow'r I here shall be

Cleanse us in thy atoning blood! Prepared for eternity,

Grant us by faith to view thy cross, Walk with my God, him serve and love. Then life or death is gain to us. Till I shall live with him above.

2 Take our poor hearts, and let them be

For ever clos'd to all but thee! O! AT last I've found


Saviour Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear Who laid down his life for me: That pledge of love for ever there. He (O undeserved favor)

3 What are our works but sin & death, Own'd me as his property:

Till thou thy quick’ning Spirit breathe! Conscious of my imperfection, Until we strength from thee derive, I'll rely on his direction :

And in communion with thee live. I will nothing know beside Jesus and him crucify’d.

4 Ah, Lord! enlargeout scanty thought,

Toknow the wondersthou hastwrought; 2 Others may seek satisfaction

Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tell
In this poor world's vanity;
Meanwhile shall my heart's affection

Thy love immense, unsearchable,
Saviour fixed be,

5 First-born of many brethren thou ! On his meritorious suft'ring

To thee both earth and heav'n must And sin-expiating off'ring : To the world I bid adieu,

Help us to thee our all to give, Christ alone I have in view.

Thine may we die, thine may we live!

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Ob, when shall all my wand'rings end, DIDST thou, Lord Jesus, me incline,

And all


wishes to thee tend ! When I was lost and dead in sin, 4 Is there a thing beneath the sun,

To hear thy quick’ning voice? That strives with thee my heart to Have I obtained in thy blood

Redemption,and found peacewithGod? Ah! tear it thence, and be alone
And do I in thy name rejoice? The spring of ev'ry motion there:

Then shall
I feel I am forgir'n;


heart from earth be free, A foretaste I enjoy of heav'n

When it hath found repose in thee. Thy Spirit witness bears;

303.* By faith thy righteousness is mine, I'm well-assur'd that I am thine,

TAKE, Lord, all self from me, that I My soul no condemnation fears. No more, but Christ in me may live! 3 Yet 'fore thee, Jesus, I must own,

My vile affections crucify, .

Let not one darling lust survive :
I have not this salvation known
By tracing legal ways;

O may my heart to thee aşpire,
No!'twas rhy pow'r rais'd me from sin,

And nought on earth but thee desire. Thou didst the saving work begin;

2 Dear Lord, thy sov'reign aid impart, Thine be the glory, thine the praise, o banish self-will from my heart

To save me from low-thoughted care;

, 4 May I be faithful to thy call,

From all its latent mazes there; Surrender unto thee my all,

And grant, that I may never move
Myself to thee resign;

From the blest footsteps of thy love.
When dangers threaten me around,
Invincible I be found,

3 Each moment draw from earth away
And never from thy will decline.

My heart, that humbly waits thy call: 5 Me with thy gladdning oil anoint;

Speak to my inmost soul and

say, The destin'd path thou dost appoint Thy love to taste, thy voice to hear,

"I am thy life, thy God, thy all!"
Gladly I then shall tread;
Bedew me with a genial show'r,

Thy pow'r to prove, is all my pray’r.
Into my heart thy influence pour,
And me with heav'nly manna feed.

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JESUS, thy light again I view,
T. 106.

Again thy loving-kindness prove,
O God!whose love(immense in height, and all within me pants anew

In depth unfathom’d) no man knows; T’ enjoy thy all reviving love:
Grant unto me thy saving light, Again my thoughts to thee aspire,

Inly I sigh for thy repose: Unto thy name is my desire.
My heart is pain'd, nor can it be 2 But O! what off'ring shall I give
At rest, till it finds rest in thee.

To thee, the Lord of earth and skies? 2 Thy gracious call invites me still, My soul and body now receive

How light thy burden is, to prove; A holy, living sacrifice; Yet I'm unsteady; tho' my will 'Tis all I have to offer thee;

Be fix'd, yet wide my passions rove; O take me as thy property. Great hindrances obstruct the

way, 3 O


I never from thee stray, I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. Or be again subdu'd by sin ; 3 Mere mercy'tis that thou hast brought Guide me, my life, my truth, my way,

My soul to seek its peace in thee; Thy blood preserve mygarmentclean, Yet while I seek, but find thee not, O let thy blood and righteousness

Atrest my wand'ring mind can't be ;| My beauty be, my glorious dress.

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4 Send down thy likeness from above, 2 I thank thee, that in mercy thou Thine image, Lord, on me impress ;

Hast waken'd me from death, Fill me with wisdom, patience, love, Arous’d me out of sin's deep sleep, With purity and lowliness :

And call'd to walk in faith. These precious gifts on me bestow,

3 Complete thy work, and crown thy That I may in thy knowledge grow.

grace, 5 O Lord, be thou my shield and light

That I


prove, Since I am call'd by thy great name;

And listen to that small still voice, In thee my wand'ring thoughts unite,

Which whispers only love. Of all


works be thou the aim: 4. Which teacheth' me what is thy will, Thy grace attend me all my days, And tells me what to do; My sole employment be thy praise ! Which fills my heart with shame, when I

Do not thy will pursue.
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5 This inction I ever feel,

may " GIVE me thy heart, my son," This teaching of my Lord, thus saith the Lord,

And learn obedience to thy voice, “ Give me thy heart, and listen to my Thy soft reviving word.

word; Observe my ways,


T. 74. Walk in the path of grace ;

O LORD in me fulfil In foll'wing my direction

Whatever is thy will;
I'll grant thee my protection,”

To thee I now resign
2 'Tis only this which Christofus desires; Myself, and all that's mine;
He to promote our welfare this requires; Thine, only thine I'll be
How blest are they

And live alone to thee.
Who Jesus' voice obey,

2 Each day unto my

heart And give their hearts for ever New life and grace impart; To him our God and 'Saviour! For without fresh supply

I languish, droop and die;
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Continually I've need
O TAKE my heart, and whatsoe'er is By faith on thee to feed. .

Beloved Jesus, I'll be only thine ;


T. 155 To thee I'll live,

LORD, thou mad'st the universe, And soul and body give;

I though dust, am yet thy creature, My words and whole behavior

Spoil'd by nature, Be ruld by thee for ever.

Yet desire to cleave to thee; 2 But give thyself, my Jesus unto me, Make thou me, And dwell within my heart continually: Like the clay thine hand can fashion, O Lord, remain

To a vessel of salvation
My joy 'midst grief and pain;

Fitted for eternity.
From thee, my soul's beloved, 2 I resign myself to thee,
May I ne'er be removed !

With me do whate'er thee pleases,

Gracious Jesus;
T. 14.

May I have to thee always
LORD, take my heart just as it is,

Free access : Set therein thy throne;

Thus in faith and love proceeding, up So shall I love thee above all, I on heav'nly joys am feeding, And live to thee alone,

Till in thee I end my race.

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