Love me freely, feal my peace, LV. In diftrefs of Soul. P. M. I. ESU, lover of my foul, JES Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, II. Other refuge have 1 none, Hangs my helplefs foul on Thee; With the shadow of thy wing. III. Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Vile and full of fin I am, Thou art full of truth and IV. grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, LVI. Wrestling Jacob. 78. 1. NAY, I cannot let Thee go, Till a bleffing Thou bestow; Do not turn away Thy face, II. Doft Thou ask me, who I am? To fupport my fuit with Thee. III. Thou didst once a wretch behold, IV. Once a finner near despair, V. Many years have pafs'd fince then, Yet have been upheld till now; Who could hold me up but Thou? VI. Thou haft help'd in every need, Canft Thou let me fink at laft? VII. No-I must maintain my hold, When I plead for Jefu's fake. LVII. The broken Heart. S. M, D I. ESCEND my gracious God, That precious bleffing, bought with blood, II. From Thee I wander, Lord, Which causes me much fmart; Reclaim me by thy pow'rful word, And give a broken heart. III. To mourn my follies done, And better act my part; IV. O keep me near thy fide, V. O come unto my foul, And never more depart: Lord, condefcend to make me whole, LVIII. The Influences of the Spirit defired. L. M. P to Thy feat, eternal God, UP Now would mine ardent paffions foar; Fain would I view thy bright abode, And love, and wonder, and adore. II. Spirit of peace, immortal dove, Here let thy gentle influence reign; Come fill my foul with heav'nly love, And all the graces of thy train. |