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5 Look, as wlien thine eye pursu'd
The first apoftate man,
And bade him rise again ;.
Redeem me by thy grace alone;
And break my heart of ftone. 9 Look, as when thy languid eye
Was clos'd that we might live ;
My Saviour gafp'd) “ forgive ;".
He turns, and looks and cries, ".'Tis done!" O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break'it my heart of stone.
HYMN XXIII. LIT
the world their virtues boat Their works of righteousness; 1, a wretch undone and lost,
Am freely favod by grace; Other title I disclaim,
This, only this is all my plea, I the chief of finners am,
But Jefus dy'd for me!
Like Jordan's swelling ítream,
And give the praise to him :
Enjoy their full felicity: I the chief of finners am,
But Jefus dy'd for me ! 3 Blest are they, entirely blest,
Who can in him rejoice, Lean on his beloved breait,
And hear the Bridegroom's voice;
Meanest follower of the Lamb,
His steps I at a distance fee :
But Jesus dy'd for me!
And thou in me malt live;
O that it now may kindled be!
THAT I could my Lord receive,
Who did the world redeem! Who gave his life that I might live
A life conceal'd in him 2 O that I could the blessings prove,
My heart's extreme desire;
And in his arms expire.
That kept by mercy's pow'r, I may from ev'ry evil cease,
And never grieve thee more ! 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be,
Ev'n now my sins remove,
By thy victorious love. 5 In answer to ten thousand pray’rs,
Thou pard’ning God descend, Number me with salvation's heirs,
My fins and troubles end. 6 Nothing I ask, or want beside,
Of all in earth or heav'n ;
And live, and died forgiv'n.
ITH glorious clouds encompast round,
Whom angels dimly see,
Or God appear to me?
Himself to worms impart?
And speak it to my heart, 3 In manifefted love explain
Thy wonderful design;
The streaming blood divine ? 4 Didi thou not in our fesh appear,
And live and die below,
And my Redeemer know?
The heights and depths of grace,
That dear disfigur'd face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confeft,
Stand forth a Naughter'd Lamb;
And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show,
Jehovah crucify'd !
And feel the blood apply'd.
Whom angels dimly ree;
If all thy promises are sure,
And make me rich, for I am poor :
The kingdom of an inward heav'n. 2 Thou hart pronounc'd the mourners blent ;
And, is! for thee I ever mourn:
Till thou my only rest return;
And I receive the Comforter.
On all that hunger after thee?
See the poor fainting finners, fee,
And fill me with thy righteousness. -4 Ah! Lord if thou art in that figh,
Then' hear thyself within me pray;
Mark what my lab'ring foul would say :
And new that thou and I are one.
Light in thy light I then mall fee :
“ Glory divine is ris'n on thee:
“ Look up, for thou shalt weep no more. 6 Lord, I believe the promise fure,
And trust thou wilt not long delay:
Upon thy word myself I ftay;
if Nill thou art to day
The virtue of thy name.
Thy needy creatures good,
Be all thy wonders Thow'd.
Thy miracles repeat,
A leper at thy feet.
I link beneath my fin;
Of thine can make me clean.
Open, O Lord, my ear;
And lift them up in pray’r.
My voice I cannot raise ;
The dumb fhall fing thy praise.
Give, and my strength employ :
The lame shall leap for joy.
And dark I am within ;
The finfulness of fin,