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303. L. M. The Captive struggling to be free. I
FEEL the strugglings of desire
The value of my soul I feel; Almighty God, my breast inspire With
conquering faith and holy zeal. 2 Trembling I stand, and still afraid,
That man should see my bosom swell;
Expos'd to all the flames of hell.
The scoff of dying worms like me?
As from this fear myself to free.
And set the guilty captive free-
Bid me arise, and come to thee.
And never bind my soul again;
304. C. M.
A load of guilt and woe. 2 Where shall I go, or whither flee,
That I may ease receive? Divine Redeemer, pity me,
O pity and forgive! 3 Speak with the voice that wakes the dead,
And bid my guilt remove; That voice shall raise my drooping head,
And teach my heart to love.
305. C. M.
Before my footstool wait;
Let guilty rebels quake. 2 I am Jehovah, I alone
Can kill and make alive;
Believe in Christ and live.
And trembling bend to thee;
When thou shalt say,-be free! 4 Sunk down beneath a guilty load,
I feel, alas! undone ;
In Christ thy only Son.
Through grace I will be still, Be still and know that thou art God ;Bow to thy sovereign will.
306. C. M.
Prayer of the Penitent.
Wilt thou my captive soul unbind;
Break off these chains of sin?
in all thy glorious ways;
307. S. M.
The penitent desire;
And by thy word diffuse abroad,
And bend my will to thee;
And set the prisoner free.
The chains of sin unbind;
308. C. M.
For thou canst all things do, O take this flinty stone away,
My stubborn heart renew.
The soul that will not grieve;
And help me to believe. 3 This moment, Lord, the gift bestow,
Nor let me longer wait ;
Lest it should be too late.
309. C. M. Halting between two opinions.
TINC Do that I against thy throne,
rebel, Lord, Sometimes I'm half inclin'd to own,
And seek relief from sin.
Down to the flames of hell!
Will scarce consent to kneel!
3 If grace has e'er begun the work,
Now, Lord, the work complete ; If not, O let me feel the stroke,
That lays me at thy feet. 4 Kindly invited to return,
Invited, Lord, by thee;
And bend the suppliant knee.
In thy dissolving blood ! Then shall I bow to thee alone, And yield to Christ my God.
310. C. M. PART II.
And cause my heart to bleed;
That I may mourn indeed. 2 Here at thy gracious feet I fall,
And struggling to be free, Forsaking sin, and self, and all, I give myself to thee.
311. S. M. Wesley's Coll. The Penitent's
and surrender \HE Saviour bids me come, He calls the weary sinner home,
And yet frum him I stay. 2 What is it keeps me back,
From which I cannot part?
heart? 3 Jesus, the hindrance show,
The hindrance now remove;
I part for thee, my love.
TA: why do 1 delay?
312. S. M. Wesley's Col.
The breath of Repentance.
THAT I could repent!
O that I could believe!
The rock in sunder cleave. 2 Saviour and Prince of peace,
The double grace bestow;
And let the captive go. 3 Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove;
The balm of pardoning love.
313. L. M. Anon.
Moral inability lamented.
To please the Lord, or do his will;
Yet ignorant of both am still.
I grieve, because I cannot grieve;
I hear the truth, yet can't believe.
Incurable I see my wound;
O, where shall help for me be found ? 4 Where shall so great a sinner run ?
Dangers on every side I see ;-
Unless the Saviour comes to me. 5 Let pity move thee to appear,
Sinner-receiving Son of God;