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Leave, ah! leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me! All iny trust on thee is stay'd

All my help from thee I bring, Cover my defencelcss head

With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want;

More than all in thee I find, Raise the fall’n, cheer the faint,

Heal the sick, and lead the blind: Just and holy is thy name;

I am all anrighteousness; False and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,

Grace to cover all my sin. Let the healing streams abound,

Make and keep me pure within ; Tbou of life the fountain art;

Freely let me take c! thee:
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity!

Hymn 20. P. M.
LOVE divine how sweet thou art!

When shall I find my willing heart,
All taken up by thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
The greatpess of redeeming love,

The love of Christ to me!
2 Stronger his love than death or heill
Its riches are unsearchable;

The first-born sons of light:

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Desire in vain its depths to see;
They cannot reach the mystery,

The length, the breadth, and height: 3 God only knows the love of God; O that it wow were shed abroad

In this poor stony heart!
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
'This only portion, Lord, be mine!

Be mine this better part!
40 that I could for ever sit,
With Mary at the Master's feet!

Be this my happy choice; My ouly care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth be this,

To hear the Bridegroom's voice! 5 O that I could with favour'd John, Recline my weary head upou

The dear Redeemer's breast : From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, 0. Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest !

Hymn 21. S. M.

H! whither shall I go,,

A and faint

To whom should I my trouble show,

And pour out my complaint ?
My Saviour bids me come,

Ah! why do I delay?
He calls the wcary sinner home;

And yet from him I stay.

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 pot own,

Some secret, bosom sin. 3 Jesus, the hindrance show,

Which I have feared to ee;
Yet let me now consent to know

What keeps me out of thee!
Searcher of hearts, in mine

Thy trying power display;
Into its darkest corners shine,

And take the veil away!
I now believe, in thee

Compassion reigns alone:
According to my faith, to me

O let it, Lord, be done!
In me is all the bar,

Which thou wouldst fain remove;
Remove it, and I shall declare

That God is only love.

Hymn 22. P. M.
NATHER of Jesus Christ, the just,


Pity a soul that fain would trust

In him who liv'd and died for me:
But only thou canst make him known,
And in my heart reveal thy Som

2 If drawn by thine alluring grace,

My want of living faith I feel, Show me in Christ thy smiling face,

What flesh and blood can ue'er reveal ; Thy coetersal Son display,

And turor my darkness into day. 3 The gift unspeakable impart;

Command the light of faith to shine:
To sbine in my dark, droopiog heart,

And fill me with the lise divine;
Now bid the new creation be!
O God, let there be faith in me!

Hymn 23. P. M.
1 JESUS, my hope, for me offer'd up,


vary's top: The blood thou hast shed, for me let it plead, And declare thou hast died in thy murderer's

stead. 2 Now, now let me know its virtue below! Let it wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow, Let it hallow my heart, and througbly couvert And make me, O Lord, in the world as thou art. 3 Each moment applied, my weakness to hide, Thy blood be upon me, and always abide : My Advocate prove with the Father above, And speak me at last to the throne of thy love.

Hymn 24. P. M.
VOME, holy celestial Dove,

To visit a sorrowful breast;
My burden of guilt to remove,

And bring me assurance and rest,


Thou only hast power to relieve

A sinner o'erwhelin'd with his load;
The sense of acceptance to give,

And sprinkle his heart with thy blood! 2 With me if of old thou hast strove,

And strangely withheld me from sin;
And tried by the lure of thy love,

My worthless affections to win;
The work of thy mercy revive,

Thy utteripost mercy exert,
And kindly continue to strive,

And hold, till I yield thee my heart. 3 Thy call if I ever have known,

And sigh'd from myself to get free;
And groau'd the unspeakable groan,

And long'd to be happy in thee;
Fulfil the imperfect desire;

Thy peace to my conscience reveal,
The sense of thy favour inspire,

And give me my pardon to feel. 4 If when I had put thee to grief,

And madly to folly returnd,
Thy pity bath been my relics,

And lifted me up as I mourn'd!
Most pitiful Spirit of grace,

Relieve me again, and restore
My spirit in holipess raise,

To fall and to suffer no more 5 If now I lament after God,

And gasp for a drop of thy love ;
If Jesus bath bought me with blood,

For me to receive from above;

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