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Weep o'er your Desire and Hope,
JE S U, let thy pitying Eye,
See me Saviour, from above,
Look, as when thy languid Eye
Surely Surely with that dying Word,He dispels our Sin and Sadness,
He turns, and looks, and cries, 'Tis done."
O my bleeding, loving Loxd,
Thou break'st my Heart of Stone.
HE Dies! the heav'nly Lover Die?,
Here's Love and Grief beyond degree,
THankful for our eeery Blessing,
source of all our Gifts and Graces,
Christ we own, Christ alone Calls for all our Praises,
Life imparts, Chears our Hearts, Fills with Food and Gladness.
He himself for us hath given,
Us he Feeds, us he leads To a Feast in Heaven.
Provisions for the Table of the Lord.
LO RD, we adore thy bounteous Hand,
The Food's prepar'd by heav'nly Art,
The Pleasure's well refin'd;
And chear the drooping Mind.
Shout and proclaim the Saviour's Love,
Join with your kindred Saints above,
A thousand Glories to the God,
That gives such Joy as this, Hosanna let it sound abtoad,
And reach where Jesus is.
Agonies of Christ.
TOW let our Pains be all forgot,
Our Sufferings are not worth a Thought,
Our humble Faith here takes her rise,,
While sitting round his Board, And back to Calvary she flies,
To view her groaning Lord.
His Soul what Agonies it felt E
And the large load of all our Guilt
But the Divinity within,
Our Hymns should found like those above,
Could we our Voices raise; Come, Lord, and sill our Hearts with Love*
And allour Lives with Praise.
I John, iii, 16.
fHE God of the Skies* * On Calvary Dies, Our perfect atonement and great Sacrifice*.
Lost Sinners who feel, Your Sins deserve Hell, What plenteous Redemption doth Jesus reveal
N 2 He He pities your Grief, He fends you Relief, He casts down the mountain of strong unbelief*
In Jesus belieVe,
And you shall receive Much greater Salvation, than Heart can conceive.
Thou first,born of God,
Wash us in thy Blood-. That we thygreat goodness inxf riuWifli SrBroW*
Thy Glory display.
Make this the bleff Dfcy, When Doubts, Fears arid Sor-rdws", flfalt all
What Wdridttrs. I see,,
Salvation is free,
Then let us adore ,
OGOME, thou wounded Lamb of God,
Take our poor Hearts and let them be?