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5 Look, as wlien thine eye pursu'd

The first apoflate man,
Saw him welt'ring in his blood,

And bade him rise again;
Speak my paradise restor'd,

Redeem me by thy grace alone;
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,

· And break my heart of stone. 9 Look, as when thy languid eye

Was clos'd that we might live;
“ Father," (at the point to die,

My Saviour gafp'd) " forgive;"
Surely with that dying wordt

He turns, and looks and cries, "'Tis done !"
O my bleeding, loving Lord,
Thou break'it my heart of stone.

I Lo the world their virtues boast

Their works of righteousness;
1, a wretch undone and lost,

Am freely fav'd 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!
2 Happy they "whose joys abound

Like Jordan's swelling ítream,
Who their havin in Christ have found,

And give the praise to him :
Let them triumph in his name,

Enjoy their full felicity: I the chief of finners am,

But Jesus dy'd for me ! 3 Bleft are they, entirely blest,

Who can in him rejoice, Lean on his beloved breast,

And hear the Bridegroom's voice;

Meanest follower of the Lamb,

His steps I at a distance fee :
I the chief of finners am,

But Jesus dy'd for me!
4 Jesus, thou for me haft dy'd,

And thou in me malt live;
I shall feel thy death apply'd,
· I shall thy life receive :
To bring fire on earth thou came,

O that it now may kindled be!
the chief of,
But Jesus dy'd for me !

HYMN XXIV. 1 O 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;
Live happy in my Saviour's love;

And in his arms expire.
3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace,

That kept by mercy's pow'r, I may from ev'ry evil ceare,

And never grieve thee more ! 4. Now, if thy gracious will it be,

Ev'n now my sins remove,
And set my soul at liberty

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 ; But let me feel thy blood apply'd, . And live, and died forgiv'n.

HYMN XXV. I W ith glorious clouds encompast round,

Whom angels dimly fee, Will the unsearchable bé found,

Or God appear to me?
2 Will he forsake this throne above

Himself to worms impart ?
Answer, thou Man of Grief and Love,

And speak it to my heart. 3 In manifefted love explain

Thy wonderful design;
What meant the suff'ring Son of Man!

The streaming blood divine ?
4 Didi thou not in our flesh appear,

And live and die below,
That I may now perceive thee near,

And my Redeemer know?
5 Come then, and to my soul reveal

The heights and depths of grace,
The wounds which all my forrows heal,

That dear disfigur'd face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confert,

Stand forth a Naughter'd Lamb; And wrap me in thy crimion veft,

And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show,

Jehovah crucify'd!"
And then the pard’ning God I know,

And feel the blood apply'd,
8 I view the Lamb in his own light,

. Whom angels dimly ree; And gaze, transported at the right,

To all eternity.

HYMN XXVI. i Jusu, if fill the same thou art,

If all thy promises are sure,
Set op thy kingdom in my heart,

And make me rich, for I am poor :
To me be all thy treasures givin,

The kingdom of an inward heav'n. 2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourners blert;

And, is! for thee I ever mourn : · I cannot ; no, I will not reft,

Till thou my only rest return;
Till thou, the Prince, of Peace appear,

And I receive the Comforter. . 3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd

On all that hunger after thee?.
I hunger now, I thirst for God!..

See the poor fainting finners, fee,
And satisfy with endless peace,

And fill me with thy righteousness. 4. Ah ! Lord if thou art in that figh,

Then' hear thyself within me pray; Hear in my heart thy Spirit's cry,

Mark what my lab'ring foul would say : Answer the deep unutter'd groan,

And Mew that thou and I are one. 5 Shine on thy work, disperse the gloom; .

Light in thy light I then shall see : .
Say to my soul, “ Thy light is come,

· Glory divine is ris'n on thee:
“ Thy warfare's past, thy mourning's o'er;

“ Look up, for thou shalt weep no more." 6 Lord, I believe the promise sure,

And trust thou wilt not long delay:
Hungry, and forrowful, and poor,

Upon thy word myself I stay;
Into thine hands my All refign,
And wait till ali thou art is mine,

• HYMN XXVII. 1.1 Jesus, if ftill thou art to day

As yesterday the same,
Present to heal, in me display

The virtue of thy name.
2 If still thou go'st about to do

Thy needy creatures good;
On me, that I thy praise may now,

Be all thy wonders fhow'd.
3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call,

Thy miracles repeat, ' ,'
With pitying eyes behold me fall

A leper at thy feet. .
4. Loathsome, and foul, and self-abhorr’d,

I fink beneath my fin;
But if thon wilt, a gracious word

Of thine can make me clean.
5 Thou seeft me deaf to thy commands,

Open, O Lord, my ear;'
Bid me stretch out my wither's hands,

And lift them up in pray’r.
6 Silent, (alas! thou know'It how long)

My voice I cannot raise ;
But O! when thou Malt loose my tongue,

The dumb fhall fing thy praise.
7 Lame at the pool I still am found :

Give, and my strength employ :
Light as a hart I then shall bound,

The lame Mall leap for joy.
8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee.

And dark I am within ;
The love of God I cannot see,
The finfulness of fin.

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