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Going into a Place of DANGER.

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H! but muft I, LORD, return
Into the dreadful Fight,

Bear what is not to be born
Again drag'd out to Light!
I a weak, and helpless Worm
Only fhall Thy Caufe betray,
Perish in Temptation's Storm,
A Final Caftaway.

2. Didft Thou only bid me leap
Into a burning Fire,

Caft me down the threatning Steep,
Or now my Soul require,
Gladly would I now comply,
Plunge into the Depths beneath,
Rufh into the Flames, and die
To 'scape the Second Death.

3. O Almighty GoD of Love,
Thy Holy Arm difplay,
Send me Succour from above
In this my Evil Day;

Arm my Weakness with Thy Power;
Woman's Seed appear within :

Be my Safeguard, and my Tower
Against the Face of Sin.

4. Could I of Thy Strength take hold,

And always feel Thee near,

Stedfaftly, divinely bold

My Soul wou'd scorn to fear. Nothing fhould my Firmnefs fhock:

Though the Gates of Hell affail,

Were I built upon the Rock,

They never could prevail.

5. Rock

5. Rock of my Salvation, hafte,
Extend Thy ample Shade,
Let it over me be caft,

And skreen my naked Head:
Save me from the Trying Hour,.
Thou my fure Protection be,
Shelter me from Satan's Power,
Till I am fixt on Thee.

6. Set upon Thyfelf my Feet,
And make me furely stand,
From Temptation's "Rage and Heat
Cover me with Thy Hand:
Let me in the Clift be placed,
Never from my Fence remove,
In Thy Arms of Love embrac❜d,
Of Everlasting Love.

For One convinced of Inordinate Affection.

1.

WOE is me! that wretched Man

More than my GOD I prize!

Well I know them void and vain,
Yet pant for Earthly Joys:
Downward ftill my Wishes move,
Though fairer than Earth's Sons Thou art:
Touch me, JESUS, with Thy Love,
And vindicate my Heart.

2. Happiness is not in Me,

Though every Creature cry,
Still the Airy Form I fee,
Wheree'r I turn mine Eye;
After Shadows still I rove,
Nor
can I with my Idols part :
Touch me, JESUS, &C.

3. Burning

3. Burning with unhallow'd Fires,
Thou fee't, my tortur'd Breast
Pines away with low Defires,
Stranger to Joy and Rest:
How fhall I this Death remove,
How tear away th' inrooted Dart ?
Touch me, JESUS, &C..

4. Poison now o'erflows my Cup,
Fills me with thrilling Pain,
Drinks my Blood, and Spirits up,
And throbs in every Vein;
Yet I fear Thy Grace to prove,
I dread for Thee with All to part:
Touch me, JESUS, &C.

5. GoD arife, Thou jealous Go D,
And all Thy Foes fubdue,

Claim the Purchase of Thy Blood,
Create my Soul anew ;

Let it now no longer rove,.

Now let me tafte how Good Thou art; Touch me, JESUS, &C.

6. Saviour, purify my Soul,

As Thou my GoD art pure, Make my wounded Spirit whole, And all my Sickness cure; From Thee never let me move, Thou my fufficient Portion art : Touch me, JESUS, &C.

7.

From all Filthinefs of Flesh And Spirit make me clean, Stamp Thy Image, LORD, afresh, And purge me from All Sin: Thee my GoD, my All I prove, Ah! never more from me depart; Fill, O Jesu, with Thy Love My vindicated Heart.

1.

Dying SAMPSON.

HERE is my Strength, my Faith, my

WHER GOD!

My Confidence of Boafting now! Born down by Sin's revolving Load, Beneath its Iron Yoke I bow, Again Indignantly I groan;

My Strength, my Faith, my GoD is gone.

2. Departed is the LORD from me,
Weak as another Man I am,
Spoil'd of my Power and Liberty

I bear my Punishment and Shame ;
The World their feeble Foe defpife,
Their GoD hath put out both mine Eyes.

3. Into their Hands by Sin betray'd,
(The Sin I cherish'd in my Breast)
Low in the deepest Dungeon laid,
Fetter'd in Brass, by Guilt oppreft;
A Slave to Satan I remain,

And bite, but cannot burft my Chain.

4. Now to their Idol's Temple brought,.
A Sport I am to Fiends and Men,
They fet my Helpleinefs at nought,
They triumph in my Toil and Pain:
Th' Uncircumcis'd lift up their Voice,
And Dagon's Worshippers rejoice.

5.

Remember me, O LORD, my God,
If ever I could call Thee Mine;
Though now I perifh in my Blood,
And all my Hopes of Heaven refign,
Yet liften to my latest Call,

Nor fuffer me Alone to fall.

6. O caft not out my Dying Prayer,
Strengthen me with. Thy Spirit's Might
This only once I pray Thee, hear,
Avenge me for my Lofs of Sight,
Avenge it on mine Enemies,

For they have put out both mine Eyes.

7. Blind as I am, with both my Hands
The Pillars let me feel, and fieze
On which the Houfe of Dagon ftands,
The Pillars of Self-Righteousness.
'Tis done with all my might I bow:
Help me, O GOD, and help me now!

8. Now let the pondrous Ruin fall,

And crush the World, and Satan's Head,
O let it now o'erwhelm us All:

Since I muft fink among the Dead ;
Since I can neither fight nor fly,
Let me with the Philiftines die!

I.

After a Relapfe into SIN.

Esu, wherewith fhall I draw near,
What fhall I for Acceptance bring,
How in my Judge's Sight appear
A Rebel 'gainst my GoD and King!.
Loudly my Sins for Vengeance cry,
And Juftice wills that I fhould die.

2. Summon'd to answer at Thy Bar,
I come, but Guilty, Guilty plead!
Did I not all Thy Judgments dare?

On all Thy tender Mercies tread?
Death's Sentence justly I receive,
I am not worthy, LORD, to live.

3. Then

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