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Almighty God, before thy glorious That in ourselves no good we find throne,
(viour own. To move thee, Lord, to be so kind: And thee our only Lord and Sa- Yet many here with inward rap6. Reach out thy sceptre, King of
Thy Spirit's unction and assuring Let us thy royal favour prove, 5. O ground us deeper still in thee, Who, conscious of our indigence, And let us thy true followers be; Approach thy throne with confi- And when of thee we testify, dence;
(to glow, Fill thou our souls with heavenly O teach our lips to praise, our hearts joy:
(inspire, Our eyes with grateful tears to May thy bless'd Spirit all our souls overflow.
Countess Z. And set each cold and lifeless heart
372.* T. 97.
6. Our souls and bodies, Lord, WHOM, dear Redeemer, dost thou
(prove? | That we rich fruit for thee may What doth thy highest pleasure Grant we may live unto thy praise, Whom dost thou favour, cheer, and And serve thy cause with faithfulbless,
(wish and aim, And call to endless happiness? Since grace and truth are our heart's Thou, who art holy, great, un-10 glorify in us thy saving name. changeable, (manuel ?
Countess Z. The mighty God, yet our Im
373*. 2. The answer humble thanks doth claim,
(shame: GRACIOUS Redeemer, who for us And fills our souls with conscious Didst die upon the shameful cross “I love thee, sinner; come to me,
To save our souls from death, I will receive thee graciously;
We humbly at thy feet fall down, Tho' thou be sinful, ready to de- And thee thy body's Saviour own, spair,
(glory share.” On whom we firmly trust by faith. Thou shalt my pardon, help, and 2. Weak, helpless babes, 't is true, 3. What wonder in the soul takes we are,
(grace; Poor sinners, but from guilt made When we survey thy boundless The virtue of that blood, For ah! to know our evil heart,
Which did for all our sins atone, And thy great name, and what thou We have experienc'd, and have art, (cious prove, known
(of God. And yet to find thee still so gra- From thence the quickening power This makes us sink abas'd with 3. We, deeply bow'd, can nought shame and love.
reply, 4. We all know who and what we But at thy pierced feet we lie, are,
Astonish'd at thy grace, And all with one consent declare, That, vile and wretched as we are,
Such undeserved love we share; He leads me to a pasture-ground, To thee is due eternal praise. Where for my soul rich food is found, 4. When we thy boundless love The word of his salvation. survey,
2. He guides my soul to living Our hearts like wax then melt away, springs, Our eyes with tears o'erflow;
Where sweetly I'm refreshed; We are determin’d nought beside His Spirit joy and comfort brings To know, but Jesus crucified,
To me whene'er abashed:
He leads me in the blessed way
To his name's praise and glory. 374.*
3. A table for me he prepares, CHRIST, my Redeemer, Lord, and My soul enjoys his favour; God,
And, thus secur’d, no enemy dares How came I, sinner void of good, My God and me to sever; To that bless'd company
My heart his Holy Spirit cheers, Of ransom'd souls, who are in faith And changeth all my grief and fears United, grounded on thy death? To joys unutterable. Why didst thou fix thy choice on
4. His goodness and his mercies al me?
Will follow me for ever; 2. To thee, with guilt oppress'd, I And I'll maintain my proper call cried :
(supplied ; To cleave to my dear Saviour, My prayers were heard, my wants And to his congregation here: My heart devoid of faith,
And when callid home, I shall live Unfeeling, dead in sins before,
there Now quicken'd by thy mighty pow. With Christ, my soul's Redeemer. er, (death.
W. Mosel. Glows with love's ardour for thy
376.* T. 36. 3. Tho' I to mercy had no right, Yet I found favour in thy sight, THY thoughts of peace o'er me, Like Magdalen at thy feet;
my gracious Saviour, So that I now, supremely blest, Thy mercy, love, and patience, In thee have found true peace and which ne'er waver, rest,
These are my comfort, prompt me Yea, happiness and joy complete. to prostration,
And adoration. 375.* T. 132. 2. I am the chief of sinners, yea,
the poorest THE Lord my Shepherd is and Of those, whom of thy favour thou Guide,
assurest; Who kindly doth direct me; Yet blessings on all sides I see For all my wants he will provide, abounding, From dangers will protect me:
My soul surrounding.
C. R. V. Z.
3. Hadst thou not sought me first | We, alas, forget too often,
and follow'd ever, (thy favour; | What a friend we have above: I had not come to thee, nor known But when home our souls are When thou hadst found me, then brought, with arms of mercy
We will love thee as we ought. Thou didst embrace me. 4. I thank thee with sincerest heart's
(election, That thou, according to thy grace- JESUS, thy love exceeds by far Hast brought me to thy blood The love of earthly friends; bought congregation,
Bestows whate'er the sinner needs, Seal'd my salvation. Is firm, and never ends.
2. My blessed Saviour, is thy love
So bouuteous, great, and free? 377.
Behold I give my sinful heart, ONE there is above all others,
My life, my all to thee. Who deserves the name of Friend; 3. No man of greater love can boast, His is love beyond a brother's,
Than for his friend to die; Costly, free, and knows no end : Thou for thy enemies wast slain; They who once his kindness prove,
What love with thine can vie? Find it everlasting love.
4. Tho' in the very form of God, 2. Which of all our friends, to save With heavenly glory crown'd, us,
(blood? Thou wouldst partake of human Could or would have shed his Beset with troubles round. (flesh, But our Jesus died to have us
5. And now, upon thy throne above, Reconcil'd in him to God:
Thy love is still as great: This was boundless love indeed ; Well thou remember'st Calvary, Jesus is a friend in need.
Nor canst thy death forget. 3. When he liv'd on earth abased, 6. O Lord, I'll treasure in
soul " Friend of siuners” was his name; The memory of thy love; Now, to heavenly glory raised, And thy dear name shall still to me He rejoices in the same:
A grateful odour prove. Still he calls them brethren, friends,
Watts. And to all their wants atiends. 4. Could we bear from one another,
379. T. 90. What he daily bears from us?
JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, Yet this glorious Friend and Brother Sovereign Creator, Lord of all, Loves us, tho’: we treat him thus;
Since I in thee salvation find, Tho' for good we render ill,
Before thy cross I humbly fall: He accounts us brethren still.
My Lord, my God, my soul's desire, 5 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften; With sacred flames my heart inTeach us, Lord, at length to love ; spire.
2. How couldst thou love such 5. The almighty Former of the skies worms as we?
Stoop'd to our vile abode; Why didst thou look upon our race? While angels view'd with wonderWhy didst thou die upon the tree?
ing eyes, What caus'd all this but boundless And hail'd the incarnate God. grace ?
6. O the rich depths of love divine; 'Twas, dearest Lord, thy match Of bliss a boundless store: less love,
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine, Which thee to save our souls did I cannot wish for more. move.
7. On thee alone my hope relies: 3. O let thy pity thee constrain, Beneath thy cross I fall, Pardon our sin, its power subdue; My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, May all of us be born again,
My Saviour, and my All. Thy image in us all renew:
Scottish Tabernacle. Let on us shine thy cheering face; Give us to know thy saving grace.
381 4. Be thou our strength, be thou BEFORE the Father's awful throne our song;
Our High-priest lifts his pierced Be our exceeding great reward:
And interceding for his own (hands, Let every heart and every tongue
His purchas'd property demands; Rejoice and triumph in the Lord:
His people's everlasting Friend, Jesus, our boast shall be of thee, In time and in eternity.
Who, loving, loves them to the end.
2. By faith we claim him as our own, 380. T. 14. Our kinsman, near allied in blood,
Flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone, COME, Holy Ghost, inspire my The Son of man, the Son of God:
With thy immortal flame; (song We to his mercy-seat draw nigh; And teach my heart, and teach my He never can himself deny.
tongue The Saviour's lovely name.
382.* 2. The Saviour! O what endless THY mercies and thy faithfulness, charms
Dear Lord, are daily new, Dwell in this blissful sound; But who can tell them to thy praise Its influence every fear disarms, Upon a close review? And spreads sweet comfort round.
2. Could I exalt thee worthily 3. Here pardon, life, and joy divine For thy unbounded grace, In rich effusion flow
Display'd in various ways to me, For guilty rebels, lost hy sin, My lauds would never cease. And doom'd to endless woe.
Gregor. 4. God's only Son, stupendous grace,
383.* Forsook his throne above; And swift to save our wretched race, O Lord, accept my worthless heart, He flew on wings of love.
And keep it ever thine;
Since thou for me, a sinful worm, Of thy great mercies;
Hast shed thy blood divine, Nor can eternity Therewith to save my guilty soul Tell all thy praises.
z. From endless pain and woe: What dearest friend in all the world
386. Could equal kindness show ?
O LOVE, all love excelling,
Lord, thou art all compassion,
Unbounded love thou art;
Speak peace to every heart. But he soon may find relief
T. 184. By the comfort :||
: thy kind looks afford.
HOW much we're lov'd by God Zinzendorf.
our Saviour, 385.*
With warmest gratitude we trace; T. 37.
His patience, mercy,pardon, favour, LORD, had I of thy love
Supported us throughout our race: Such an impression,
To him we trust for future blessing; As to forget all else
He'll lead us till our latest breath: In that fruition,
O may we all with love unceasing Still would my love fall short Rejoice in him, our Lord, by faith.
XXII. LOVE TO JESUS. 388.* T. 106, or 90.1 3. In darkness willingly I stray'd;
I sought thee, yet from thee I rov'd; THEE will I love, my strength and For wide my wandering thoughts tower,
were spread, My soul with love to thee inspire: Thy creatures more than thee I Thee will I love with all my power, lov'd; Thou art alone my soul's desire: And now, if more, at length, I see, Thee will I love, my King and God, 'Tis thro' thy light, and comes Shed in my heart thy love abroad.
from thee. 2. Ah, why did I so late thee know, 4. Give to my eyes repenting tears, Thou fairest of the sons of men ? Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd Ah, why did I no sooner go
fires; To thee who canst relieve my pain? Give to my soul, with filial fears, Asham'd I sigh and inly mourn,
The love that all heaven's host inThat I so late to thee did turn.