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265.” T. 37. 266.” T. 106 or 90. THO' every child of God NOW I have found the ground, Is a new creature, wherein (main;

Yet do we feel the load
Of sinful nature;

Which, if by faith we cleave
To Christ our Saviour,

Can, tho' it makes us grieve,
Condemn us never.

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Sure my soul's anchor may re

Ev’n Christ, who to atone for sin

Was as a spotless victim slain:

Whose mercy shall unshaken stay,

When heaven and earth are fled away.

2. O Lord, thy everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasseth far; Thy bosom yearns with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are, Thy heart o'er sinners can’t but break, (take. Whether thy grace they slight or

3. God in man's death takes no delight; (tain

Each soul may grace and life ob

In him, who left his glory bright,

Took flesh, and died, and rose again: (berless

And now he knocks times num

At our heart’s door, and offers grace.

4. O Love, thou bottomless abyss,
My sins are swallow’d up in thee;
Cover'd is my unrighteousness,
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.

6. Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head, (friends be gone: Tho' strength, and health, and

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275.4

T. 184. The birds to hollow trees repair;

WHEN rising winds and rain de-|Thus I, in faith, by sin oppressed,

scending,

My refuge take, O Christ, to thee;

A near approaching storm declare, Thy wounds, my hiding place most With trembling speed, their wings From every evilshelter me. (blessed,

extending,

F. Major.

XVI. THE FORGIVENESS OF SINS.

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