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314. C. M. Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief. RUS'Dhby
mbi gospel's powerful sound, Where shall the soothing balm be found,
Balm to relieve my pain?
From thy instruction given,
That leads the soul to heaven. 3 O that I had thy word obey'd,
And early sought thy face!
Bestow the pard’ning grace.
The wanderer to engage,
And all its griefs assuage.
And anxious seek relief;
• Help thou mine unbelief.”
For burden'd souls that come ;
315. S. M. Cowper.
The Shining Light.
My terror now begins;
In trespasses and sins.
I hear the thunder roar;
And vengeance at the door.
3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom;
• Flee from the wrath to come.' 4 I see, or think I see,
A glimm'ring from afar;
To save me from despair. 5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way; I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.
316. L. M. W. & B.
my load of sin were gone!
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet!
The God of my salvation see?
And yet I cannot come to thee. 3 Rest for my soul I long to find,
Saviour, if mine, indeed, thou art,
And stamp thine image on my heart. 4 0 come! the drooping sinner cheer,
Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ;
317. C. M. Rippon's Selection.
Humble pleadings for mercy.
And knock at mercy's door ;
Thy favour we implore,
2 We sink, with all this weight opprest,
Sink down to death and hell:
Our numerous fears dispet.
O let thy bowels move!
And thou thyself art love.
Our many sins forgive;
Ånd, breaking, sócn relieve. 5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend,
And thy dominion own;
318. S. M. Newton.
Appointed for the poor,
Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen
The healing waters move;
Their efficacy prove!
I feel the very same;
As when at first I came.
Why should I longer lie! Surely, the mercy I have sought
Is not for such as I. 5 Yet still, from day to day,
I'll wait, and hope, and try; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray,
Yet suffer him to die?
6 No: he is full of grace,
And never will permit
To perish at his feet.
319. C. M. Wesley's Coll.
And heard it preach'd in vain. 2 Oft did I with th' assembly join,
And near thine altar drew;
The power I never knew. 3 I rested in the outward law,
Nor saw its deep design,
And height of love divine.
Vainly I hop'd and strove;
Unless they spring from love?
What can my weakness do?
"Tis thou must make it new.
320. L. M. Watts.
May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 0 wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience cleari,
3 My lips, with shame, my sins confess,
Against thy law, against thy grace;
I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
I must pronounce thee just in death;
Thy righteous law approves it well. 5 Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.
321. C. M. Sin acknowledged and forsaken for Christ. BENEATH thy sacred, awful feet, · And upwards to the mercy-seat,
Extends his faltering cries.
Or heart, and life, and tongue;
But feels, alas! undone.
Á monument of grace ;
peace. 4 Hast thou not said, who all forsake
Shall be from sin set free !! A willing sacrifice I make
Of all, my Lord, for thee.
322. L. M. Altered. Seek the Lord, and ye shall live. Amos v. 4.