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End of faith, as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.

III.

Come, Almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy life receive,
Suddenly return, and never;

Never more thy temples leave:
Thee we would be always bleffing;
Serve Thee, as thy hofts above;
Pray and praise Thee without ceafing;
Glory in thy dying love.

IV.

Carry on thy new creation,
Pure and holy may we be;
Let us fee our whole falvation
Perfectly fecur'd by Thee:
Change from glory into glory,

'Till in heav'n we take our place;
'Till we caft our crowns before Thee,
Loft in wonder, love, and praife.

LXIII. Looking to the Deliverer. P. M.

I.

OD of mercy and compaffion,
Look with pity on my pain;

Hear a mournful broken fpirit,
Proftrate at thy feet complain;
Many are my foes, and mighty,
Strength to conquer I have none;
Nothing can uphold my goings,
But thy blessed Self alone.

II.

Saviour, look on thy beloved;
Triumph over all my foes;
Turn to heav'nly joy my mourning;
Turn to gladness all my woes:
Live, or die, or work, or suffer,
Let my weary foul abide,
In all changes whatsoever,

Sure and ftedfaft by thy fide.

III.

When temptations fierce affault me,
When my enemies I find,
Sin and guilt, and death and Satan,
All against my foul combin'd;
Hold me up in mighty waters,
Keep my eyes on things above,
Righteoufnefs, divine atonement,
Peace, and everlasting love.

LXIV. Spiritual Anxiety. 75.

I.

'TIS
IS a point I long to know,

Oft it causes anxious thought,

Do I love the Lord, or no?
Am I his, or am I not?

II.

If I love, why am I thus?
Why this dull and lifelefs frame?
Hardly, fure, can they be worse,
Who have never heard his name!

III.

Could my heart fo hard remain,
Pray'r a task and burden prove;
Ev'ry trifle give me pain,
If I knew a Saviour's love?

IV.

When I turn my eyes within,
All is dark, and vain, and wild;
Fill'd with unbelief and fin,
Can I deem myself a child?

V.

If I pray, or hear, or read,
Sin is mix'd with all I do;
You that love the Lord indeed,
Tell me, Is it thus with you?

VI.

Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my fin, a grief, and thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

VII.

Could I joy his faints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorr'd,
Find, at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love the Lord ?

VIII.

Lord, decide the doubtful cafe;
Thou who art thy people's fun;
Shine upon thy work of grace.
If it be indeed begun.

IX.

Let me love Thee more and more,
If I love at all, I pray;

If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

LXV. The Ranfom. P. M.

I.

SAY, where's thy hope? thou finner, fay,

Look ev'ry where, and ask around;

Who all the mighty debt can pay;

Can a fit ranfor e'er be found?
Yes, Lord, before I drew my breath,
The Lamb for me had fuffer'd death!

II.

Far, far away, muft Satan fly,

Nor think me captive to detain: For Jefus, when He deign'd to die,

My bondage broke, and burst my chain; And conqu❜ror in the dreadful fight, My foul from thence becomes his right.

III.

Take Thou poffeffion of my heart,
Jefu, and make me live to Thee;
With Thee let nothing claim a part,
But Thou my All for ever be!
And give me, with thy faints above,
All joy in Thee, Thou God of love!

LXVI. Chrift all in all. 7s.

I.

ENTLE Jefus, lovely Lamb,
Thine, and only thine, I am;

Take my body, fpirit, foul,
Only Thou poffefs the whole.

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