Then hearken to Thy Spirit's Groan! 10. If now the Bowels of Thy Love And make me clean, and fet me free, 11. If now Thou knockeft at my Heart, The Kingdom to my Soul reftore, 12. Haft Thou not made me willing, LORD! 13. Hath not my Saviour died to make The Soul, for which he fhed His Blood? 14. I cannot reft 'till pure within; Yet while the Carnal Mind remains, 15. Or if my endless Groans and Sghs Hear him, who pleads before Thy Throne, And a Man fhall be as an HidingPlace from the Wind, and a Covert from the Tempeft: as Rivers of Water in a dry Place, as the Shadow of a great Rock in a weary Land. Ifaiah xxxii. 2. O the Haven of Thy Breaft, Be my Refufe and my Reft, 2. Welcome as the Water-fpring 3. In the Time of my Distress O how O how swiftly didft Thou move To fave me in the Trying Hour! Still protect me with Thy Love, And shield me with Thy Power. 4. Firft, and Laft in me perform 5. Let Thy Merit as a Cloud Plead th' Atonement of Thy Blood 6. Never fhall I want it lefs Till Thou the Gift haft given, *1. JESU A Poor SINNER. Esu, my Strength, my Hope, With humble Confidence look up, Give Give me on Thee to wait Till I can all Things do, On Thee Almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2. I reft upon Thy Word, My Succour, and Salvation, LORD, But let me ftill abide, Nor from my Hope remove, Till Thou my patient Spirit guide Into Thy perfect Love. 3: I want a fober Mind, A Self-renouncing Will That tramples down and cafts behind A Soul enur'd to Pain, ... To Hardship, Grief, and Lofs, Bold to take up, firm to fuftain The Confecrated Cross. 4. I want a Godly Fear A quick difcerning Eye, That looks to Thee, when Stn is near, A Spirit ftill prepar'd, And arm'd with jealous Care, Forever standing on it's guard, And watching unto Prayer. 5. I want an Heart to pray, 6. This This Bleffing above All, 6. I want a true Regard,. 19.11 (Unmov'd by Threat'ning or Reward) 7. I want with all my Heart Thy Pleasure to fulfil, To know Myfelf, and what Thou art, I want, I know not what, I want my Wants to fee, I want, -alas! what want I not, I. A PRAYER for HUMILITY. My Father, and my Gor, Thou haft laid afide Thy Rod, Thou in CHRIST art reconcil'd: Hear me then, my Father, hear, Good, and gracious as Thou art, a ↑ Fill me with an holy Fear, Give me, LORD, an Humble Heart |