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3 Shall I-amidst a ghastly band,

Dragged to the judgment-seat-
Far on the left with horror stand,
My fearful doom to meet ?

Ah, no! I still may turn and live,
For still his wrath delays;
He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve,
And offers me his grace.

5 I will accept his offers now,
From every sin depart,
Perform my oft-repeated vow,
And render him my heart.

6 I will improve what I receive,
The grace through Jesus given;
Sure, if with God on earth I live,
To live with him in heaven.

SECTION III.

PRAYING FOR A BLESSING.

6-8 s.

FATHER of omnipresent grace!

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We seem agreed to seek thy face;
But every soul assembled here
Doth naked in thy sight appear:
Thou know'st who only bows the knee,
And who in heart approaches thee.

2 Thy Spirit hath the difference made
Betwixt the living and the dead;
Thou now dost into some inspire
The pure, benevolent desire:
O that even now thy powerful call
May quicken and convert us all!

3 The sinners suddenly convince,
O'erwhelmed beneath their load of sins;
To-day, while it is called to-day,
Awake and stir them up to pray,
Their dire captivity to own,
And from the iron furnace groan.

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8 Still let the publicans draw near: Open the door of faith and heaven,

And grant their hearts thy word to

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hear,

And witness all their sins forgiven.

C. M.

THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Our inmost thoughts perceive,

Accept the evening sacrifice

Which now to thee we give.

2 We bow before thy gracious throne,
And think ourselves sincere ;
But show us, Lord, is every one
Thy real worshipper?

3 Is here a soul that knows thee not,
Nor feels his want of thee?

A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tree?

4 Convince him now of unbelief,

His desperate state explain;
And fill his heart with sacred grief,
And penitential pain.

5 Speak with that voice which wakes

the dead,

And bid the sleeper rise!
And bid his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.

6 Extort the cry, "What must be done
To save a wretch like me?
How shall a trembling sinner shun
That endless misery?

7 "I must this instant now begin
Out of my sleep to awake;
And turn to God, and every sin
Continually forsake:

8 "I must for faith incessant cry,
And wrestle, Lord, with thee:
I must be born again, or die
To all eternity."

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2 O that we all might now begin
Our foolishness to mourn;
And turn at once from every sin,
And to our Saviour turn!

3 Give us ourselves and thee to know,
In this our gracious day;
Repentance unto life bestow,
And take our sins away.

4 Conclude us first in unbelief,
And freely then release;
Fill every soul with sacred grief,
And then with sacred peace.

5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve,
And then enrich the poor;
The knowledge of our sickness give,
The knowledge of our cure.

6 That blessed sense of guilt impart,
And then remove the load;
Trouble, and wash the troubled heart
In the atoning blood.

7 Our desperate state through sin declare,
And speak our sins forgiven;
By perfect holiness prepare,
And take us up to heaven.

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2 No man can truly say

That Jesus is the Lord,
Unless thou take the veil away,
And breathe the living word;
Then, only then, we feel
Our interest in his blood,
And cry, with joy unspeakable,
"Thou art my Lord, my God!"
3 O that the world might know

The all-atoning Lamb!
Spirit of faith, descend, and show
The virtue of his name;

The grace which all may find,
The saving power impart;
And testify to all mankind,

And speak in every heart.

4 Inspire the living faith, Which whosoe'er receives, The witness in himself he hath, And consciously believes; The faith that conquers all, And doth the mountain move, And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in love.

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1 SINNERS, your hearts lift up, Partakers of your hope! This, the day of Pentecost; Ask, and ye shall all receive, Surely now the Holy Ghost God to all that ask shall give.

2 Ye all may freely take

The grace for Jesu's sake; He for every man hath died, He for all hath risen again; Jesus now is glorified,

Gifts he hath received for men.

3 He sends them from the skies
On all his enemies;

By his cross he now hath led
Captive our captivity;
We shall all be free indeed,

4 Blessings on all he pours,

In never-ceasing showers, All he waters from above;

Offers all his joy and peace, Settled comfort, perfect love, Everlasting righteousness. 5 All may from him receive A power to turn and live; Grace for every soul is free, All may hear the effectual call; All the light of life may see, All may feel he died for all. 6 Drop down in showers of love, Ye heavens, from above! Righteousness, ye skies, pour down! Open, earth, and take it in! Claim the Spirit for your own, Sinners, and be saved from sin! 7 Father, behold, we claim The gift in Jesu's name! Him, the promised Comforter, Into all our spirits pour; Let him fix his mansion here, Come, and never leave us more.

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Christ, the Son, shall make us free.

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COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire,

Let us thine influence prove,

Source of the old prophetic fire,
Fountain of light and love.

2 Come, Holy Ghost, (for moved by thee
The prophets wrote and spoke)
Unlock the truth, thyself the key,
Unseal the sacred book.

3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove,
Brood o'er our nature's night;
On our disordered spirits move,
And let there now be light.

4 God, through himself, we then shall
If thou within us shine, [know,
And sound, with all thy saints below,
The depths of love divine.

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3 Whene'er in error's paths we rove,

The living God through sin forsake, Our conscience by thy word reprove, Convince and bring the wanderers back,

Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword, And then by Gilead's balm restored. 4 The sacred lessons of thy grace,

Transmitted through thy word, repeat,

And train us up in all thy ways,

To make us in thy will complete; Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, And bring us to a perfect man.

5 Furnished out of thy treasury,

O may we always ready stand To help the souls redeemed by thee, In what their various states demand; To teach, convince, correct, reprove, And build them up in holiest love!

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STILL for thy loving-kindness, Lord,
I in thy temple wait;

I look to find thee in thy word,
Or at thy table meet.

2 Here, in thine own appointed ways,
I wait to learn thy will;
Silent I stand before thy face,
And hear thee say, "Be still!"

LONG have I seemed to serve thee, 3 "Be still! and know that I am God!”—

Lord,

With unavailing pain;
Fasted, and prayed, and read thy word,
And heard it preached in vain.

2 Oft did I with the assembly join,
And near thine altar drew;
A form of godliness was mine,
The power I never knew.

8 I rested in the outward law,

Nor knew its deep design;
The length and breadth I never saw,
And height, of love divine.

4 To please thee thus, at length I see,
Vainly I hoped and strove;
For what are outward things to thee,
Unless they spring from love?

5 I see the perfect law requires

Truth in the inward parts,

Our full consent, our whole desires, Our undivided hearts.

6 But I of means have made my boast, Of means an idol made;

The spirit in the letter lost,

The substance in the shade.

7 Where am I now, or what my hope? What can my weakness do? Jesus, to thee my soul looks up, "Tis thou must make it new.

"Tis all I live to know;
To feel the virtue of thy blood,

And spread its praise below.

4 I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve,

The veil of outward things pass through,

And gasp in thee to live.

5 I work, and own the labour vain,
And thus from works I cease;
I strive, and see my fruitless pain,
Till God create my peace.

6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart,
Must all
my efforts prove;
They cannot change a sinful heart;
They cannot purchase love.

7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin,
And then the strife give o'er;
To thee I then the whole resign,
I trust in means no more.

8 I trust in him who stands between
The Father's wrath and me;
Jesu, thou great eternal Mean,
I look for all from thee.

S. M.

MY gracious, loving Lord,

To thee what shall I say? Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray!

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