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I know a poorer finner than I am,
Ne'er afk'd for mercy, or implor'd thy name.

V.

Yet vile and filthy as I am I come,

Thy gracious Spirit faith, "There fill is

room,"

Thro' all my guilt I make this pow'rful plea, Our Saviour dy'd to ransom such as me.

VI.

This makes me hope, yet makes my fhame increase,

How could I grieve fuch love, or friend
like this?

O cover all my fins in thy long veft,
I part confefs, Lord cover all the reft.

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THOU, whose tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble

cry;

Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears
From forrow's weeping eye:

II.

See, low before thy throne of grace,
A wretched wand'rer mourn!

Thyfelf haft bid me feek thy face;
Thyfelf haft faid, Return.

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And fhall my guilty fears prevail

To drive me from thy feet? Thy word of promife cannot fail, My tow'r of fafe retreat.

IV.

Absent from Thee, my guide, my light,
Without one cheering ray;
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How defolate my way!

V.

O fhine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy fhine;
"And let thy Spirit's voice impart
A taste of joys divine.

LII. The Refolution. P. M.

1.

AVIOUR, canft thou love a traitor?

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Canft thou love a child of wrath?

Can a hell-deferving creature
Be the purchase of thy death?

II.

Is thy blood fo efficacious,

As to make my nature clean?
Is thy facrifice fo precious,
As to free me from my fin?

III.

Sin on ev'ry hand furrounds me,
No acquittance can I hear;
Pangs of unbelief confound me,
Oh! my grief I cannot bear:

IV.

Here then is my refolution,
At thy deareft feet to fall;
Here I'll meet with condemnation,
Or a freedom from my thrall.

V.

Now deny thy grace and mercy,
If thou canft, to wretched me;
Lay afide thy love and pity,
If thou canft, and let me die.

VI.

If I meet with condemnation,
Juftly I deserve the fame;
If I meet with free salvation,
I will magnify thy name.

LIII. Power of the Redeemer's looks. P. M.

I.

ESUS, let thy pitying eye

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Call back a wand'ring sheep:

Falfe to thee like Peter, I

Would fain like Peter weep:
Let me be by grace reftor'd,

On me be all long-fuff'ring fhown,
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone!

II.

Saviour! Prince! enthron'd above,
Repentance to impart,

Give me through thy dying love,
The humble contrite heart:
Give me what I've long implor'd,
A portion of thy love unknown-
Turn, &c.

III.

See me, Saviour, from above,
Nor fuffer me to die:
Life, and happiness, and love,

Drop from thy gracious eye:
Speak the reconciling word,

And let thy mercy melt me down-
Turn, &c.

LIV. Holy reafoning. P. M.

I.

ESUS, Friend of finners, hear

A feeble creature pray:

From iny debt of fin fet clear
For I have nought to pay.
Speak, O fpeak my kind release;
A poor backfliding foul reftore:
Love me freely, feal my peace,
And bid me weep no more,

II.

Though my fins as mountains rife,
And fwell, and reach to heav'n,
Mercy is above the skies,

And I fhall ftand forgiv❜n:
Mighty is my guilt's increase,

But greater is thy mercy's flore! Love me freely, &c.

III.

From th' oppreffive sense of fin
My fruggling fpirit free:
Blood and righteousness divine
Can rescue even me!

Holy Spirit fhed thy grace,

And let me feel the foft'ning fhow'r:
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