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14. Thy only Will be done, not Mine,
But make me, LORD, Thy Home,
Come when Thou wilt, I That refign,
But O! my JESUS, come!

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Pfalm cx. 1.

HE LORD unto my LORD hath faid,
Sit Thou, in Glory fit,

Till I Thine Enemies have made
To bow beneath Thy Feet.

2. JESU, my LORD, mighty to fave,
What can my Hopes withstand,
When Thee my Advocate I have
Enthron'd at Go D's Right Hand?

3. I fear nor Earth, nor Sin, nor Hell,
And Death hath loft his Sting,
In vain a While Thy Foes rebel,
Thou JESUS art my King.

4. Nature is fubject to Thy Word,
All Power to Thee is given,
The uncontroll'd Almighty LoRD
Of Hell, and Earth, and Heaven.

5. And fhall my Sins Thy Will oppose?
JESU, Thy Right maintain,
O let not Thine ufurping Foes
In me Thy Servant reign.

6. Mafter, on Thee my Soul is ftay'd?
Thou wilt not quit Thy Claim,
Thou only haft my Ranfom paid,
And only Thine I am.

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7. Come then, and claim me for Thine own, Saviour, Thy Right affert,

Come, gracious LORD, fet up Thy Throne, And reign within my Heart.

8. The Day of Thy great Power I feel, And pant for Liberty,

I loath Myself, deny my Will,

And give up All for Thee.

9. I hate my Sins, no longer Mine,
For I renounce them too,

My Weakness with Thy Strength I join,
Thy Strength fhall All subdue.

10. Our common Foes, who Thee defy'd
And wou'd not own Thy Sway,
Envy, and Sloth, Defire, and Pride,
And Hate, and Anger flay.

11. Thy Enemies destroy in mine,
Pronounce their speedy Doom,

In Vengeance speak, in Brightness shine,
The Man of Sin confume.

12. So fhall I bless Thy pleafing Sway,
And fitting at Thy Feet

Thy Laws with All my Heart obey,
With all my Soul fubmit.

13. So fhall I do Thy Will below, As Angels do above,

The Virtue of Thy Paffion fhew,

The Triumphs of Thy Love.

14. Thy Love the Conqueft more than gains: To all I fhall proclaim,

JESUS, the King, the Conqueror reigns,
Bow down to JESU's Name.

15. To Thee fhall Earth and Hell fabmit,
And every Foe fhall fall,

Till Death expires beneath Thy Feet,
And GoD is All in All!

Come unto Me all you that labour, and are heavy laden, and I will give you Reft. Mat. xi. 28.

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H! THAT my Load of Sin were gone!
Oh! that I could at laft fubmit

At JESU's Feet to lay it down,

To lay my Soul at JESU's Feet.

2. When shall mine Eyes behold the Lamb,
The GoD of my Salvation fee!
Weary, O LORD, Thou know'ft I am,
Yet ftill I cannot come to Thee.

3. Mark the hard Travail of my Soul,
With Pity view my lab'ring Breast,
O give me Faith to make me whole,
And speak my Mifery into Rest.

4. Reft for my Soul I long to find;
Saviour of All, if Mine Thou art,
Give me Thy meek and lowly Mind,
And stamp Thine Image on my Heart.

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Break off the Yoke of Inbred Sin,
And fully fet my Spirit free:

I cannot reft, till pure within,
Till I am wholly loft in Thee.

6. Fain would I learn of Thee, my GoD,
Thy light and eafy Burthen prove,
The Crofs all ftain'd with hallow'd Blood,
The Labour of Thy Dying Love.

7. This Moment would I take it up, And after my dear Mafter bear, With Thee afcend to Calvary's Top,

And bow my Head, and fuffer there.

8. I would but Thou must give the Power,
My Heart from Every Sin release ;
Bring near, bring near the joyful Hour,
And fill me with Thy Perfect Peace.

9. Come, LORD, the drooping Sinner chear,
Nor let Thy Chariot-Wheels delay,
Appear in my poor Heart, appear,
My GoD, my Saviour come away.

10. One Deep unto another cries,

My Mifery, LORD, implores Thy Grace: When wilt Thou hear, and bow the Skies! When shall I fee my JESU's Face!

11. The Hireling longeth for his Hire
But only Punishment is Mine,
My Merits are Eternal Fire

But Heaven and Happiness are Thine.

12. Give me Thy Life, for Thou my Death
Haft fwallow'd up in Victory,
Quicken'd me with Thy Latest Breath,
And died, that I might live to Thee.

13. This, only This is all my Hope,
And doth my finking Soul fuftain,
Thy faithful Mercies hold me up,
My Saviour did not die in vain.

14. Anfwer Thy Death's Defign in Me,
The Guilt, and Power of Sin remove,
Redeem from All Iniquity,

Renew, and perfect me in Love.

This is a faithful Saying, and worthy of all Acceptation, that Chrift Jefus came into the World, to fave Sinners. 1 Tim. i. 15.

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JEsu, Sin-atoning Lamb,

JESU, Lover of Thy Foe,

Let me feel Thy Sovereign Name,
Let me all its Virtue know:
Hear my Cry out of the Deep,
Hafte, and help a friendless Soul,
Seek, and fave a wand'ring Sheep,
Make a fin-fick Sinner whole.

2. Burthen'd am I, and oppreft,
Till Thou doft remove my Load:
Weary, till Thou give me Reft,
Guilty, till I feel Thy Blood.
See me, a Meer Sinner fee,
Miferable, poor, and blind,
Till I lofe my All in Thee,

Till in Thee my All I find.

3. What have I Thy Grace to move? Beaft and Devil is my Name,

GOD I hate, and Sin I love,

Sin I love, and Sin I am.
Yet 1 mean Thy Grace to try;
Sinners if Thou canft receive,

Here I am, their Captain I;

Wouldft Thou have me die or live?

4. Thou the Potter, I the Clay,
Nothing have I, LORD, to plead,
Nothing have I, LORD, to fay:
Bid me live, or frike me dead.

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