Imágenes de páginas
PDF
EPUB

3. Then let me every Good refign,
And give my forfeit Bleffings back;
My Gifts and Bleffings were not mine,
Thou, only Thou, the Glory take:
I might have heard Thy frequent Call,
I might have stood, tho' now I fall.

4. Long did Thy Loving Spirit ftrive,
To win me over to my Good;
The Spark of Grace was kept alive,
For Years amidst Temptation's Flood:
I now have finn'd it all away,
And ended is my Gracious Day.

5. An Alien from the Life Divine,
The Covenant of Promis'd Grace,
Saviour, no more I call Thee Mine;

An Outcast from Thy Blissful Face,
Without or Faith, or Joy, or Hope
I give (but muft I give) Thee up!

6. Yes with my Shield of Faith I part,
My Hope is loft in just Despair,
Love is not in my ftong Heart,

It cannot be, while Sin is there; My vain Pretenfions Sin difproves ; He cannot Sin who Jesus loves.

7. No Choice, Endeavour, or Defire, Motion, or Will have I to turn; Extinguish'd is the trembling Fire, Which once in me began to burn: What have I now whereof to boaft?

My All is gone, my God is loft.

8. See then the Sinner ftript of all,
A Foe, and Hater of his Go,
Defpairing, Self-condemn'd I fall,
Of every Spark of Goodness void;

I cannot now for Mercy groan,
Or offer Thee an Heart of Stone.
9, My Mouth is ftopt, and guilty now,
Before my Judge I am become,
Lo! at Thy Judgment-feat I bow,

O GOD of Love, pronounce my Doom,
And if Thy yearning Heart permit,
Now, Saviour, Slay me at Thy Feet!

I.

The BACKSLIDER.

SUREL

URELY in the LORD we have
Both Strength and Righteousness;

JESUS mighty is to fave

The Sinner in Distress: JESU's Blood on which we stay,

Cleanfes us from every Stain,

Takes the Guilt of Sin away,
Nor lets the Power remain.

2. Why then, O my Saviour, why.. (If mine indeed Thou art)

Am I thus a Sinner I,

And ftill unclean of Heart?
Why doth Sin my Heart divide ?
Whence this grievous Tyranny,
All this Hell of Self and Pride,
If Thou haft fprinkled me?

3. Did I not believe and feel

Through Faith my Sins forgiven?
Was I not caught up from Hell,
And ftrangely rais'd to Heaven?
Yes; I once could call Thee Mine,
Felt my Saviour's Blood applied,
Cloath'd in Righteoufnefs Divine,
I once was Jultified.

4. What

4. what Alas! I once have Been Nothing Avails me Now:

I the Servant ar of Sin,

While to its Yoke I bow:
While the Love of Sin remains,
CHRIST in me can never dwell,
CHRIST with Belial never reigns,
Nor mixes Heaven with Hell.

5. Can Unholy Actions fuit
With One that is in Thee?
JESU, Thou haft faid, the Fruit
Must answer to the Tree':
If the Tree (the Heart) were Good,
Evil Thoughts it could not bear,
Could not be by Sin fubdu'd,

If Thou, my GoD, wert there.

6. Can the felf-fame Fountain yield Both bitter Streams and fweet?

In a Soul by JESU's fill'd

Can Satan find a Seat?

No, my LORD, I am not clean,
Am not inwardly renew'd,
Am not (for I ftill Can fin)
I am not born of God.

7. See, I give up all at laft,
My boafted Gifts difclaim,
Truft no more in Graces paft,
But now condemn'd I am:
Nothing do I bring to Thee,
That I may Thy Mercy move,
No one Spark remains in me

Of Faith, or Hope, or Love.

8. If but one Good Thought could buy Thy Grace, and Heaven win,

LORD, not one Good Thought have I, "My All is Self, and Sin;

[blocks in formation]

Full of Guilt and Mifery,
Saviour, at Thy Feet I fall,
See, the Unbeliever fee,

The Sinner Stript of All!

9. Let me never, never more
My wretched Soul deceive,
Dream that I have Life, before
I hear Thy Voice, and live:
Let me, humbled in the Duft,
Wait to tafte how Good Thou art,
See, and feel, but never trust
My own deceitful Heart.

10. O that I could truly wait
The Dictates of Thy Will,
Calmly mourn my finful State,
Till Thou fhall fay "Be ftill!
"The Loft Sheep to fave I came,
"The Backflider to reftore;
"Sinners I do not condemn
"Depart, and Sin no more.

I.

"O

ANOTHER.

[ocr errors]

H! the dire Effects of Sin!
What Tongue can fully tell

All that I have felt within,
Since first from Grace I fell!
Still Thou feeft my Stormy Breast,
My Soul is as the troubled Sea,
Never, never can I reft,

Till I believe in Thee.

2. O the Load my Spirit bears,

Grief!

The Mountain of my
Full of cruel Doubts and Fears,

Of racking Unbelief:

Did I ever Thee behold?
Thee did I ever truly know?
I can neither keep my Hold,
Nor let my Saviour go.

3.

Did I not my Soul deceive
With groundless Hopes of Heaven P
Did I, LORD, indeed believe,

And was I once forgiven?
Still I afk, but no Reply:
O bid me, bid me come to Thee:
Son of David, hear my Cry,
If Mercy is for me.

4. Hear me ftill Myfelf bemoan,
A Bullock to the Yoke
Unaccuftom'd I rush on

O that my Heart were broke!
Long I after Thee have mourn'd,
And ftill unpitied I complain,
Turn me, and 1 fhall be turn'd,
And never fin again.

5. Me Thou woud'ft not difregard,
Were I indeed fincere,

But my Heart, alas is hard,
And void of Love, and Fear ;
Seldom can I lift mine Eyes,
Or offer Thee an hearty Groan;
Take, if Thou woud'ft have me rife,
O take away the Stone.

1.

A

ANOTHER.

H! my dear, loving LORD,
To Thee what fhall I fay?
Behold I tremble at Thy Word,
And scarce prefume to pray :

Ten

« AnteriorContinuar »