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T. 96, or 90. | That I thy mercy, truth, and love,
May by experience know.

244.
THE Lord descended from above,
Our loss of Eden to retrieve;
O God of mercy, grace and love,
If all the world in thee may live,
In me a quickening spirit be,
And witness thou hast died for me.
2. Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb,
By all thy pain and agony, (shame,
Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and
Thy cross and passion on the tree,
Thy meritorious death, I pray,
Take all, take all my sins away.
3. I'll be like Magdalen at thy
feet,
(tears;
And humbly bathe them with my
The story of thy love repeat
In every mourning sinner's ears;
That all may hear the joyful sound,
Since I, ev'n I, have mercy found.

245.

C. Wesley.

T. 14.
IN thee, O Christ, is all my hope,
My comfort's all in thee;
Since I'm assur'd thy mercy's nigh,

And that thou stand'st by me.

2. Me, nor the saints on earth can help,

Nor angels near the throne: To thee I run, thy help to find, In thee I trust alone.

3. I feel the load of sin so vast,

It sinks me to the grave:

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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 op-
press'd

All my soul was sunk in fear,
Pain and anguish filled my breast;
Then did Jesus Christ appear:
Not with vengeance in his eyes,
No, but as a sacrifice
Acceptable unto God;
Glorious offering, 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.
Vincy.

247. T. 581, or 83.

SAVIOUR of thy chosen race, View me from thy heavenly throne;

But let thy blood wash out my sins, Give the sweet relenting grace,

Since me thou cam'st to save. 4. Cloth'd in thy righteousness diO may I see thy face; (vine, And have the witness from above, That I'm restor'd by grace. 5. On me, thy helpless worm, O A living faith bestow; (Lord,

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 my inmost sins reveal;
Sins against thy light and love

Let me see, and let me feel;

Sins, that crucified my God,
Sins, for which he shed his blood.
3. Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep,
Make me restless to return;
Bid me look on thee and weep,

Bitterly as Peter mourn:
Till I can, by grace restor'd,
Say, "Thou know'st I love thee,
Lord."

4. Might I in thy sight appear,

As the publican, distress'd; 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 Let me oft in spirit see (fail : Jesus, crucified for me.

248.

C. J. Latrobe. T. 582.

AH, whither should I go, Burden'd, and sick, and faint? To whom should I my trouble show, And 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 my 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 hindrance show, Which I have fear'd to see; Yea, let me now consent to know

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3. Bow'd down beneath a load of Self-convicted, self-abhorr'd, By Satan sorely prest; (sin, I approach thee, dearest Lord. By war without, and fears within,

I come to thee for rest.

4. Be thou my shield and hidingplace!

That, shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face,

And tell him, Thou hast died. 5. Oh wondrous love! to bleed and To bear the cross and shame, (die, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. 6. "Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still,

My promis'd grace receive:" 'Tis Jesus speaks-I must, I will, I can, I do believe.

J. Newton.

251. T. 14. THE mist before my eyes remov'd, With wonder struck I see, Dear Lord, the black, the numerous crimes,

By which I've grieved thee. 2. These were the unrelenting foes, Which made thee groan and cry: Which made thee shed thy precious And bow thy head and die. (blood, 3. Thy love hath thaw'd my frozen heart,

And caus'd my tears to flow; I now abhor that monster, Sin, And shun him as my foe.

4. I trust my guilt was done away, By my incarnate God,

Who felt, to atone for man's offence, The sin-avenging rod.

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2. Known to thee, whose eyes are
I thy love and pity claim: (flame,
With an eye of love look down;
Help me, Lord, O help me soon.
3. Break, O break this heart of
Form it for thy use alone: (stone;
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
From thy bleeding sacrifice.
5. This confirms me when I'm
weak,

Comforts me when I am sick,
Gives me courage when I faint,
Well supplies my every want.
6. Saviour, to my heart be near,
Exercise thy shepherd-care;
Guard my weakness by thy grace,
Fill my soul with heavenly peace.

Countess Huntingdon's H.

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NOTHING but thy blood, O Jesus, Can to us afford relief;

Nothing else from guilt release us, Nothing else assuage our grief:

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O GOD of all compassion,
Attend thy suppliant's cry,
And grant me thy salvation,

Or I must faint and die:
A sinner, but relenting,
O'erwhelm'd with deepest grief,
Falls at thy feet, repenting,
O grant him quick relief.

2. Blest Jesus, gracious Saviour, Great Lord of all above, Extend to me thy favour,

The gift of pardoning love: While strength and spirits lanAnd feeble hopes decay; (guish, Save, save my soul from anguish, And wash my guilt away.

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T. 167. The church's everlasting Head, Lord of the living and the dead.

ERE we know our lost condition,
Ere we feel our inbred woe,
And exclaim with deep contrition,
To be sav'd, what must I do?
Nought can yield true consolation,
Vain is all our righteousness:
Faith alone in Christ's oblation
Gives the conscience rest and peace.
2. Living faith, with clearest vision,
Sees the Lamb upon the throne,
And in him a full provision,
Righteousness and peace, our own:
Then our days are mark'd with
blessing,

Then our hearts with rapture glow;
Streams of comfort, rich, unceasing,
From the wounds of Jesus flow.

260.

T. 167. AS the serpent, rais'd by Moses, Heal'd the fiery serpent's bite, Jesus thus himself discloses To the wounded sinner's sight; Hear his gracious invitation: "I have life and peace to give ; I have wrought out full salvation, Sinner, look to me and live." 2. Dearest Saviour, we adore thee, For thy precious life and death; Melt each stubborn heart before Give us all the eye of faith: (thee, From the law's condemning senTo thy mercy we appeal; (tence Thou alone canst give repentance, Thou alone our souls canst heal.

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