(292.)

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

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.
C. Wesley.

(293.)
245.
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,

(294.)

246.

T. 205.

LONG I strove my God to love,
Long I strove his laws to keep,
Fain would fix my thoughts above,

But my striving all prov'd vain,
Faintly hop'd I was his sheep :
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.
(295.) 247. T. 581, or 83.
SAVIOUR of thy chosen race,
View me from thy heavenly
throne;
Give the sweet relenting grace,

It sinks me to the grave:
But let thy blood wash out my sins,
Since me thou cam'st to save.
4. Cloth'd in thy righteousness di-
O may I see thy face; (vine,
And have the witness from above,
That I'm restor❜d by grace.
All my inmost sins reveal;
5 On me, thy helpless worm, O Sins against thy light and love
A living faith bestow; (Lord, Let me see, and let me feel;

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,

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 hiding-
place!

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.

(298.)

251.

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,
J. Newton. Gives me courage when I faint,
T. 14. Well supplies my every want.

THE mist before my eyes remov'd, 6. Saviour, to my heart be near,

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.

(299.) 252. T. 11.
HEAR, O Jesus, my complaints,
Known to thee are all my wants:

Exercise thy shepherd-care;
Guard my weakness by thy grace,
Fill my soul with heavenly peace.
Countess Huntingdon's H.

(300.)

253.*

T. 205.
OH how great, how rich, how free,
Is the grace which Christ bestows!
Only cast your misery

At the foot of Jesus' cross;
Weeping at the throne of grace
Lie, and never quit the place,
Never till your suit's obtain'd,
Never till the blessing's gain'd.

Z.

(301.)
254.
T. 16.
NOTHING but thy blood, O Jesus,
Can to us afford relief; (us,
Nothing else from guilt release
Nothing else assuage our grief:—

If thou shouldst mark transgres-O grant forgiveness and a confir

259.*

(307.) T. 167. The church's everlasting Head, ERE we know our lost condition, Lord of the living and the dead.

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,

2. All things were made by Christ

the Word,

By Christ was man to life restor❜d; The prophets, strong in faith and bold,

sway,

His coming in the flesh foretold. 3. Abram rejoic'd to see his day, David proclaim'd Messiah's Isaiah too his glory saw, And spake of him with holy awe. Righteousness and peace, our own: 4. 'Tis sure that by his bitter pain

Then our days are mark'd with blessing,

He for mankind did life obtain,
Did for his church on earth atone,
And for the ransom'd round the

throne.

5. Wherefore we love the Lamb
who died;

We glory in Christ crucified;
Those who in him no Saviour see,
Belong not to our company.
6. Our theme within the church
shall be
(agony;
Christ's wounds, his griefs and
Our theme, when to the world we
call,

Then our hearts with rapture glow;
Streams of comfort, rich, unceasing,
From the wounds of Jesus flow.
(308.) 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, FAITH comes by hearing God's
From the law's condemning sen- record

His blood, the ransom paid for all. (311.)

262.

T. 22.

To thy mercy we appeal; (tence Concerning Jesus Christ the Lord; Thou alone canst give repentance, The happy means, which heaven Thou alone our souls canst heal.

(310.)

261.*

hath bless'd,

J. Newton. To bring us to the gospel-rest.

T.

22.

2. The joyful sound is news of (God, grace,

IN holy writ it is avow'd,
That Christ was Israel's covenant Redemption of a fallen race,