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Hymn 39. L. M.

The Lord our righteousness. Jer. xxiii. 36.

JESUS, thy blood and righteousness

My beauty are, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds in these array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head.

2 Bold shall I stand in that great day;
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully absolv'd through thee I am,
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,
Who from the Father's bosom came;
Who died for me, e'en me t' atone,
Now for my Lord and God I own.

4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood,
Which at the mercy-seat of God
For ever doth for sinners plead,
For me, e'en for my soul was shed.
5 Lord, I believe, were sinners more
Than sands upon the ocean shore,
Thou hast for all a ransom paid,
For all a full atonement made.

Hymn 40. P. M.

And that he died for all. 2 Cor. v. 15.

WOULD Jesus have the sinner die?

Why hangs he then on yonder tree?

What means that strange expiring cry?
(Sinners, he prays for you and me;)
"Forgive them, Father, O forgive,
"They know not that by me they live!"

2 Jesus descended from above,

Our loss of Eden to retrieve:
Great God of universal love,

If all the world through thee may live, In us a quick'ning spirit be, And witness thou hast died for me.

3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb,
Thee by thy painful agony,

Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame;
Thy cross and passion on the tree,
Thy precious death and life-I pray,
Take all, take all my sins away.

4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet,

And bathe and wash them with my tears; The story of thy love repeat

In every drooping sinner's ears:

That all may hear the quick'ning sound; If I, e'en I have mercy found.

50 let thy love my heart constrain, Thy love for every sinner free,

That every fallen soul of man

May taste the grace that found out me; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sovereign, everlasting love. P 2

Hymn 41. P. M.

I will give to him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. Rev. xxi. 6.

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FOUNTAIN of life and of grace;

In Christ our Redeemer we see ; For us who his offers embrace,

For all it is open and free.
Jehovah himself doth invite,

To drink of his pleasures unknown,
The streams of immortal delight,
That flow from his heavenly throne.
2 As soon as in him we believe,

By faith of his Spirit partake;
And freely forgiv'n, receive
The mercy for Jesus's sake!
We gain a pure drop of his love,
The life of eternity know,
Angelical happiness prove,

And witness a heaven below.

SEEKING PARDON OF SIN, AND JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH.

And I will pardon all their iniquities. Jer. xxxiii. 8.

And by him all that believe are justified from all things. Acts xiii. 39.

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Hymn 42. S. M.

To obtain mercy. 1 Tim. i. 16.
PART FIRST.

1 MY gracious, loving Lord,

To thee what shall I say?

Well may I tremble at thy word,

And scarce presume to pray.
2 Ten thousand wants have I;
Alas! I all things want!
But thou hast bid me always cry,
And never, never faint.

3 Yet, Lord, well might I fear,
Fear e'en to ask thy grace;
So oft have I, alas! drawn near,
And mock'd thee to thy face.
4 With all pollution stain'd,

Thy hallow'd courts I trod :
Thy name and temple I profan'd,
And dar'd to call thee God!

5 Nigh with my lips I drew;
My lips were all unclean;
Thee with my heart I never knew;
My heart was full of sin.

6 Far from the living Lord,
Far, far from God and heaven,
Thy purity I still abhorr'd,
Nor look'd to be forgiven.

Hymn 43. S. M.

But their heart is far from me.

Matt. xv. S.

PART SECOND.

My passions I obey'd,

My own desires pursued:

And still a den of thieves I made

The hallow'd house of God.

2 The worship he approves,
To him I would not pay :
My selfish ends and creature-loves
Had stole my heart away.

3 My sin and nakedness

I studied to disguise :

Spoke to my soul a flatt'ring peace,
And thus I clos'd my eyes.

4 In fig-leaves I appear'd,

Nor with my form would part;
But still retain'd a conscience sear'd,
A hard deceitful heart.

Hymn 44. S. M.

Except he first bind the strong man, and then he will spoil his house. Matt. xii. 29.

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PART THIRD.

GOODLY formal saint
I long appear'd in sight!

By self and Satan taught to paint
My tomb, my nature white.

2 The Pharisee within,

Still undisturb'd remain'd:

The strong man arm'd with guilt of sin,
Safe in his palace reign'd.

3 But oh! the jealous God,

In my behalf came down :
Jesus himself the stronger show'd,
And claim'd me for his own.

4 My spirit he alarm'd,

And brought into distres3;