With heavy heart and downcast eye, 2 In deep distress we seek thy face, We trust our souls are taught thro' grace, 3 "Tis pardon, pardon we implore, 4 O! for thine own, for Jesus' sake, Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, 5 Mercy, good Lord, mercy we plead, Mercy, thro' Christ, mercy we need; HYMN 52. First Part. L. M. 1 THUS far my God has led me on, And made his truth and mercy known; My hopes and fears alternate rise, And comforts mingle with my sighs. 2 Thro' this wide wilderness I roam, Far distant from my blissful home; Lord, let thy presence be my stay, And guard me in this dang'rous way. 3 Temptations ev'ry where annoy, And sins and snares my peace destroy; My earthly joys are from me torn, And oft an absent God I mourn. 4 My soul with various tempests toss'd; Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects cross'd, Sees ev'ry day new straits attend, 6 'Tis even so, thy faithful love 1 HYMN 52. Second Part. C. M. TE EACH us, O Lord, aright to plead O! come, and bless our souls indeed, 2 The gospel's promis'd land is wide, But we are press'd on ev'ry side, 3 Arise, O Lord, enlarge our coast, 4 O! may thy hand be with us still, 5 Help us on thee to cast our care, That Israel's God, who heareth prayer, 1 HYMN 52. Third Part. C. M. Perseverance. REJOICE, believer, in the Lord, Who makes your cause his own; The hope that's built upon his word, Can ne'er be overthrown. 2 Tho' many foes beset your road, Your life is hid with Christ in God, 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint, 4 As surely as he overcame, And triumph'd once for you; HYMN 52. Fourth Part. C. M. Victory through free grace. ET me, my Saviour and my God, And own 'tis free, because bestow'd 2 Election! 'tis a word divine; Had not thy choice prevented mine, 3 For perseverance, strength I've none; That, Jesus, having lov'd his own, 4 Empty and bare, I come to thee O! may thy glorious merits be, 5 Free grace alone can wipe the tears And raise my soul, from guilty fears, 6 Free grace can death itself out-brave, 1 HYMN 52. Fifth Part. L. M. Thine is the Kingdom, Power, and Glory. UR grateful tongues, immortal King, Our hymns to time's remotest day, 2 What pow'r, O Lord, shall vie with thine? What name among the saints, who shine, Of equal excellence possess'd, Thy sov'reignty, will dare contest? 3 Thee, Lord, heav'n's host their Maker own, 4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, 5 O wise in all thy works! thy name 1 HYMN 52. Sixth Part. L. M. Home in view. S when the weary trav'ller gains The sight his fainting strength renews, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 "Tis there, he says, I am to dwell HYMN 52. Seventh Part. L. M. 1 AMEN! My Father hears my prayers, He knows my sorrow, counts my tears; He never said to Jacob's race, In vain ye seek your Father's face. 2 Amen! My precious Jesus lives, |