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Thy saving strength, O Lord, restore,

And guard me that I fall no more.
:4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,

His help and comfort ftill afford :
And let a wretch come near thy throne

To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 My soul lies humbled in the dust,

And owns thy dreadful fentence juft :
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,

And save the foul condemnd to die.
6 Then will I teach the world thy ways,

Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace:
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,

And they all praise a pard’ning God.“ 70 may thy love inspire my tongue,

Salvation Thall be all my song;
And all my pow'rs shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousnessa

HYMN XXXIX.
Drooping

ROOPING soul, fhake off thy fears,
Fearful soul, be strong, be bold,
Tarry till the Lord appears,

Never, never quit thy hold;
Murmur pot at his delay,

Dare not set thy God a time,
Calmly for his coming stay,

Leave it, leave it all to hini.
2 Fainting soul, be bold, be strong;

wait the leisure of thy Lord;
Though it fèeem to tarry long,

True and faithtol is his word ;
On his word my soul I caft,

(He cannot himself deny)
Surely it Mall speak at last;

It shall speas, and Mall not lie.

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3. Ev'ry one that seeks thall find :

Ev'ry one that alks Thall have;
Chrift, the Saviour of mankind,

Willing, able all to save,
I fhall his falvation fee,

I in faith on Jesus call,
I from fin shall be set free, .

Perfeetly set free from all.
4 Lord, my time is in thine hand ;

Weak and helpless as am,
Surely thou can't make me stand;

I believe in Jesu's name:
Saviour in cemptation thou,

Thou hast sav'd me heretofore,
Thou from fin doft save me now;

Thou shalt save me evermore.

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HYMN XL.
W

Hy should the children of a king :
Go mourning all their days?
Great Comforter, descend, and bring

The tokens of thy grace !
% Doft thou not dwell in all thy saints,

And seal the heirs of heav'n?
When wilt thou banish my complaints,

And Thew my fins forgiv'n?
3 Affure my conscience of her part

In the Redeemer's blood;
And bear thy witness with my heart,

That I am born of God.
4 Thou art the earnest of his love,

The pledge of joys to come;
May thy bleít,wings, Celestial Dove,
Safely convey me home.

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HYMN XLI. My

drowsy pow'rs, why deep ye fo? Awake, my Nuggish roul ! Nothing hath half thy work to do;

Yet nothing's half fo dull.
2 Go to the ants:-for one poor grain

See how they toil and Atrive;
Yet we, who have a heav'o t'obtain,

How negligent we live!
3 We, for whose sake all nature stands,

And Itars their courses move;
We, for whore guards the angel bands,

Come Aying from above : 4 We, for whom God the Son came down,

And labour'd for our good, How careless to secure that crown He purchas'd with his Blood !

V 5 Lord, shall we live so nuggith Nill,

And rever' ad our parts ?
Come, Holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill,

And warm our frozen hearts.
Give us with active warmth move,

With vig'rous souls to rise,
With hands of faith, and wings of love,

To Ay and take the prize.

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HYMN XLII.
Happy

APPY soul, that free from harms
Rests within his shepherd's arins !
Who his quiet shall moleft?
Who shall violate his reft ?

Jesus doth his spirit bear,
Jesus takes his ev'ry çare :
He who found the wand'ring theep,

Jesus Atill delights to keep. 2 O that I might so believe,

Stedfastly to Jesus cleave;
On his only love rely,
Smile at the destroyer nigh;
Free from Gin and servile fear,
Have my Jesus ever near ;
All his care rejoice to prove,

All his paradise of love.
3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep,

Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on thee my ev'ry care ;
Bear me, on thy bosom bear.
Let me know my thepherd's voice,
More and more in thee rejoice ;
More and more of thee receive,

Ever in thy spirit live.
4 Live, till all thy life I know,

Perfect through my Lord below,
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gather'd to the fold above;
O that I at last may fand
With the meep at thy right-hand;
Take the crown so freely giv'n ;
Enter in, by thee, to heav'n.

HYMN XLIII.

Maxer,

AKER, Saviour of mankind,
Who hast on me bestow'd
An immortal soul, design'd

To be the house of God:

Come, and now reside in me,

Never, never to remove,
Make me just, and good, like thee,

And full of pow'r and love. 2 Bid me in thy image rise,

A saint, a creature new ;
True, and merciful, and wise,

And pure, and happy too.
This thy primitive design,

That I should in thee be blest ;
Should within thy arms divine

For ever, ever rent.
3 Let thy will on me be done ;

Fulfil my heart's desire,
Thee to know, and love alone,

And rise in raptures higher :
Thee descending on a cloud,

When with ravish'd eyes I see,
Then I thall be fill’d with God

To all eternity!"

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HYMN XLIV.
GOD

of all grace and majesty,
Supremely great and good,
If I have mercy found in thee,

Through the atoning blood :
'The guard of all thy mercies give,

And to my pardon join
A fear, left I should ever grieve,

Thy gracious Spirit divine. 2. If mercy is indeed with thee,

May 1 obedient prove,
Nor'e'er abuse my liberty,

Or fin against thy love :

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