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5 Scatter the latt remains of fin,

And real me thine abode;
O make ine glorious all within,

A temple built by God.

HYMN LXXVI.
i Holy Lamb, who thee receive,

Who in thee begin to live,
Day and night they cry to thee,

As thou art, lo let us be!
z Jesu, see my pancing brealt;

Sce, I pant in thee to rest !
Gladly would I now be clean :

Cleanse me now from ev'ry line 3 Fix, o fix my way'ring mind;

To thy cross my spirit bind;
Earthly passions far remove,

Swallow up our souls in love,
A Duft and ashes though we be,

Full of guilt and misery ;
Thine we are, thou Son of God,

Take the purchase of thy blood! 5 Who in heart on thee believes,

He th' atonement now receives :
He with joy beholds thy face,
Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace.
See, ye finners, see the flame
Rising from the naughter'd Lamb,
Mark the new, the living way,

Leading to eternal day!
7 Jesu, when this light we see,

All our soul's athirst for thee;
When thy quick’ning pow'r we prove,
All our heart diffolves in love.

8 Boundless wisdom, pow'r divine, ;

Love unspeakable are thine !
Praise by all to thee be giv'n,
Sons of earth and hosts of heav'n.

HYMN LXXVII.
JESU, thou art our King,'

To me thy succoor bring ;
Christ, the Mighty One art thou,

Help for all on thee is laid;
This the word, I claim it now,
Send me now the promis'd aid.
High on thy Father's throne,

o look with pity down;
Help, O help! attend my call,

Captive lead captivity:
King of Glory, Lord of all, as
Christ, be Lord, be King to me.

I pant to feel thy fway,

And only thee e obey :
Thee my spirit gasps to meet;

This my one, my ceaseless pray'r,
Make, o make my heart thy feat !
O set up thy kingdom there!

Triumph and reign in me,

And spread thy victory :
Hell, and death, and fin controul,'

Pride, and wrath, and ev'ry foe,
AU subdue : through all iny soul
Conqo'ring, and to conquer, go!

HYMN LXXVIII.
i LORD, I believe thy ev'ry word,

Thy ev'ry promise true;
And lo! I wait on thee, my God,

Till I my strength renew.

2 If in this feeble Aesh I may

Awhile shew forth thy praise,
Jesu, support the tott'ring clay,

And lengthen out my days. ''
3 If such a worm as I can spread .

The common Saviour's name; Let him who rais'd thee from the dead

Quicken my mortal frame.
4 Still let me live thy blood to Thew,

Which purges ev'ry ftain;
And gladly, linger out below

A few more years in pain.
5 Spare me, till I my strength of foul,

Till I thy love, retrieve ;.
Till faith thall make my spirit whole,

And perfect foundness give.
6 For this in stedfast hope I wait,

Now, Lord, my soul restore ; .
Now the new heav'ns and earth create,

And I shall fio no more. .

HYMN LXXIX.

i Love divine, all loves excelling, : Joy of heav'n to earth come down ;

Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown ;
Teru, thou art all compassion,

Pure unbounded love thou art;
Vifit us with thy falvation,

Enter ev'ry trembling heart.
Breathe, o breathe thy loving Spirit

Into ev'ry troubled breast;
Let us all in thee inherit,

Lesus' find that fecond rent:

Take away our pow'r of finning

Alpha and Oinęga be;. End of faith, as its beginning,

Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Gome, almighty to deliver, ,

Let us all thy life receive,
Suddenly return, and never, ..

Never more thy temples leave :
Thee we would be always blessing,

Serve thee as thy hosts above,
Pray, and praise thee without cealing,

Glory in thy perfect love.. 4 Finish then thy new creation,

Pure and spotless let us be Let us see thy great salvation

Perfectly restor'd in thee,
Chang'd from glory into glory,

Till in heaven we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Loft in wonder, love, and praise !

Ý Ý Mỹ LẮxx.. i UiThat my load of fin wert gone! .

Ó that I could at last submit At Jesu's feet to lay it down!

To lay my soul at Jesu's feet! 2 Reft for my soul I long to find :

Saviour of all, if mint thou art,
Give me thy meek and lowly mind,

And Itamp chine image on my heart.
Break off the yoke of inbred fin,

And fully set my spirit free;
I cannot reft, till pure within,

Til I am wholly lost in thee.

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God,

Thy light and easy burden prove;
The cross all stain'd with hallow'd blood,

The labour of thy dying love.** 5 I would; but thou must give the pow'r,

My heart from ev'ry fio release;. . Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,

And fill me with thy perfect peace. 6 Come, Lord, the drooping finner cheer,

Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay!" Appear, in my poor heart appear! "? My God, my Saviour, come away!

HYMN Lxxx.
i Light of life, seraphic fire,

Love divine, thyself impart!
Ey'ry fainting foul inspire;

Shine in ev ry drooping heart!
Ev'ry mournful finner cheer;

Scatter all our guilty gloom !
Son of God, appear, appear!

To thy human temples come.
. Come in this accepted hour;

Bring thy heav'nly kingdom in l.
Fill us with the glorious pow'r,

Rooting out the seeds of fin : ;;
Nothing more can we require;

We will cover nothing less i
Be thou all our heart's defire,
All our joy, and all our peace ! )

HYMN LXXXII... i God of all-redeeming grace,

rre.
By thy pard'ning love compellid,
Up to thee, our souls we raise,

Up to thee, our bodies yield:

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