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4. Before me place, in dread array,
When thou with clouds shalt come
To meet a joyful doom?
Eternal bliss t' ensure!
And to the end endure!
And reign with thee above;
And everlafting love.
HYMN. XVIII. i rather of Lights, from whom proceeds Whate'er thy ev'ry creature needs, i Whose goodness, providently nigh, Feeds the young ravens when they cry; To thee I look, my heart prepare,
Suggest and hearken to my pray’r. . 2 Since by thy light myself I see Naked, and poor, and void of thee; Thy eyes must all my thoughts survey, Preventing what my lips would say ;., Thou seest my wants, for help they call, And, ere I speak, thou know's them all.
3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind,
And feel the indigence I fee;
Detest and lothe myself and fin.
I I is a point I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought, . Do I love the Lord, or no?
Am I his, or am I not? 2 If I love, why am I thus ?
Why this dull and lifeless frame?
Who have never heard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain,
Pray’r a task and burden prove;
If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 When I turn my eyes within,
All is dárk, and vain, and wild ;
Can I deem myself a child ?
5 If I pray, or hear, or read,
Sin is mix'd with all I do ;
Tell me, Is it thas with you? 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my fin a grief and thrall;
If I did not love at all ?
Choose the ways I once abhorr'd;
If I did not love the Lord ?
Thou who art thy people's sun ; .
If it be indeed begun.
If I love at all, I pray;
And seek unweary'd till I find.
The Spirit of the Lord I want,
Thai leads to happiness and God. 3 O Lord my God, to thee I pray,
Teach me to know and find the way , How I may have my fios forgiv'n,
And safe and surely get to heav'n.
That I may underfand aright,
5 Hidden in Christ the treasure lies, . .
That goodly pearl of so great price;
To endless happiness and bliss.
who hast redeemed' me by thy blood!
HYMN XXI. i O THAT I could repent !
O that I could believe !
The rock in sunder cleave! !
And break my stubborn heart. 2 Saviour, and Prince of Peace,
The double grace bestow,
And let the captive go:
And then the load remove ;
The balm of pard’ning love. 3 For thy own mercy's sake,
The cursed thing remove, And into thy protection take
The pris'ner of thy love; In ev'ry trying hour Stand by my feeble soul, .*?" And skreen me from my nature's pow'r
'Till thou has made me whole. 4. This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be,
This moment turn to thee :
O might I now embrace :
Thy all sufficient pow'r,
And never grieve thee more. .
Call back a wand'ring sheep ; False to thee, like Peter, I
Would fain like Peter weep; Let me be by grace restor'd,
On me be all long suff'ring fhown: Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
Repentance to impart,
The humble contrite heart:
And break my heart of stone. 3 For thinc own compartion's fake ,
The gracious wonder how;
And wash me white as snow;
If I now myself bemoan,
And break my heart of stone. 4. See me, Saviour, from above,
Nor suffer me to die !
Drop.from thy gracious eye;
And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone,