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The Heart is deceitful above all Things, and defperately wicked; who can know it? Jerem. xvii. 9.

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My falfe, deceitful Heart,
Defperately falfe thou art,

Foul as Hell, when fair in Shew;
Who can all thy Mazes know?
He the Stars may reckon o'er,
Tell the Sands that bound the Shore,
Count the Drops that make the Sea,
Comprehend Eternity.

2. Foolish Heart, unjust and vain!
Pride was never made for Man:
Glory doft thou ftill pursue ?
Glory all to GOD is due.

What haft thou whereof to boast?

GoD alone is good and juft;

Only His be all the Praise,

What we are, we are by Grace..

3. Wretched Heart, with Woes oppre^!

Ever roving after Reft;

Wilt thou ftill pretend to own
Blifs is found in GoD alone?
While thy foolish Wishes go

After

empty Joys below,

Falfe, imaginary Ease,

Dreams of Creature-Happiness.

4. Stony Heart, which Nought can move?
Thou can'ft neither fear nor love:

Threats, and Promises are vain,
Give thee neither Joy, nor Pain:
All alike it seems to thee
Perfect Blifs, or Mifery,

Joys

Joys, or Woes unspeakable,

Life or Death, and Heaven or Hell.

5. Wav'ring, frail, inconftant Heart,
O how blind, and weak thou art!
Weak as helpless Infancy,
Blind thy Helplefnefs to fee,
To thine own Corruptions blind,
More inconftant than the Wind,
Wav'ring as a fhaken Reed,
Cold, and dark, and doubly dead.

6. Stubborn Heart, ungrateful, hard,
With a red-hot Iron fear'd!
Carnal Heart, immerst in Sin,
All a Cage of Birds unclean;
Downward all thy Motions tend,
Luft, the Beaft, or Pride, the Fiend,
Shew thee, fince thy Total Fall,
Earthly, fenfual, Devilish All.

7. Faithlefs Heart! be This thy Grief,
Groan beneath thy Unbelief:
Unbelief, the Damning Sin,
Keeps thee all. unclean, unclean,
Aggravates thy heavy Load,
Will not let thee come to Go D,
Suffers not his Grace to move,
Robs him of his Truth and Love.

8. Faithlefs Heart, to JEsus bow,
Suffer Him to fave thee now!
No- Thou wilt not now believe,
Wilt not take what God wou'd give:
Thou refufeft to be free,

All the Hindrance is in thee,
Thro' thy own rebellious Will,

Bound thou art, and Faithlefs ftill.

9. O my

9. O my LORD, what muft I do?
Only Thou the Way canft fhew,
Thou canst fave me in this Hour,
I have neither Will nor Power:
GOD if over All Thou art,
Greater than the Sinful Heart,
Let it now on me be fhewn,
Take away the Heart of Stone..

10. Take away my Darling Sin,
Make me willing to be clean,
Make me willing to receive

What Thy Goodness waits to give ;·
Force me, LORD, with All to part,
Tear thefe Idols from my Heart,
All Thy Power on me be shewn,
Take away the Heart of Stone.

11. JESU, mighty to renew,
Work in me to will, and dò,
Turn my Nature's rapid Tide,
Stem the Torrent of my Pride,
Stop the Whirlwind of my Will,
Speak, and bid the Sun ftand ftill;
Now Thy Love Almighty fhew,
Make ev'n me a Creature New.

12. Arm of GoD, Thy Strength put on,
Bow the Heavens, and come down,
All my Unbelief o'erthrow,

Lay th' afpiring Mountain low;
Conquer Thy worst Foe in me,
Get Thyfelf the Victory,
Save the Vileft of the Race,
Force me to be fav'd by Grace.

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Wretched, and miferable, and poor, and blind, and naked.

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Icн, and increas'd with Goods I was,
Abundant in my Virtue's Store,
In Wildom rich, and Strength, and Grace;
So rich, I needed Nothing more :
Alas! my GoD, I could not fee
That ftill I needed All in Thee.

2. Thanks to Thy Grace, if I begin
My Wretchedness at length to know,
If now, in Part convinc'd of Sin,

I groan beneath my Weight of Woe;
Surely at laft I more than fee
That Sin is perfect Misery.

3. Stript of my boafted Gifts, I fall
A Beggar at Thy Mercy's Door,
I afk an Alms, for Grace I call,

Poor, beyond all Expreffion poor,

If one Good Thought Thy Heaven could buy,
Alas! not One good Thought have I.

4. How dark and dreary is my Heart!

Dark as the Chambers of the Grave,
So blind, 'till Thou Thy Light impart,
I cannot fee Thy Power to fave.
Or know, 'till Thou the Veil remove,
That I am Sin, and GoD is Love.

5. My Fig-Leaves now are caft afide,
The Rags of my Self-Righteoufnefs,
From Thee my Shame I cannot hide,

My Spirit finks in deep Diftrefs ;
How fhall I in Thy Sight appear,
Or bear Myfelf, when Thou art near!

6. A Monfter to Myfelf I am,
Self loathing at Thy Feet I lie,
How fhall I bear this Load of Shame!
How fhall I meet Thy piercing Eye!
I faint, and fink, and die away
At the infufferable Day.

7. Mountains, and Rocks on you I call,
My Nakednefs of Soul to fkreen,
Fall, on my Guilty Nature fall,

And hide me from the Hell of Sin!
Alas! my Soul, it cannot be :
The Hell of Sin remains in Thee.

8. O GOD! (but shall I dare to pray?)
O JESUS! Son of GoD and Man,
Pity a finful Worm, and stay

My Grief, and mitigate my Pain;
Cover my Shame, remove my Load
Of Sin, for Thou haft blush'd in Blood.

6. Or rather, if it be Thy Will,
Conform me fully to Thy Death,
Now let me all my Vilenefs feel,

Now let me render up my Breath, And bow my Head, and die with Thee, For Shame that Thou haft died for Me.

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ANOTHER.

7RRETCHED, helplefs, and diftreft Ah! whither fhall I fly !

Ever gafping after Rest,

I cannot find it nigh,

Naked, fick, and poor, and blind,
Faft bound in Sin, and Mifery,
Friend of Sinners, let me find
My Help, my All in Thee.

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