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Hymn.

Lamenting Sin

my load of sin were gone!

O that I could at last submit!
At JESU's feet to lay it down,
To lay my soul at JESU's feet!

2 When shall mine eyes behold the LAMB?
The GOD of my salvation see ?
Weary, O LORD, Thou know'st I am:
- Yet still I cannot come to Thee.

3 Rest for my soul I long to find:

SAVIOUR of ALL, if mine Thou art,
Give me Thy meek and lowly mind,

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And stamp Thine image on my heart.

4 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free:
I cannot rest till pure within,
Till I am wholly lost in Thee.

5 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.

6 I would, but Thou must give the pow'r,
My heart from ev'ry sin release:
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with Thy perfect peace.

7 Come, LORD! the drooping sinner cheer,
Nor let Thy chariot wheels delay!
Appear, in my poor heart appear!
My GOD, my SAVIOUR, come away!

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Hymn.

Lümenting Sin.

LORD, how vile am I,
Unholy and unclean!

How can I dare to venture nigh,

With such a load of sin?

If I attempt to pray,

And lisp Thy holy Name,

My thoughts are hurried soon away,
I know not where I am.

If in Thy Word I look,

Such darkness fills my mind,

I only read a sealed book,

But no relief can find.

Thy Gospel oft I hear,

But hear it still in vain ;

Without desire, or love, or fear,
I like a stone remain.

5 Myself can hardly bear

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This wretched heart of mine;
How hateful then must it appear
To those pure eyes of Thine?

And must I then indeed

Sink in despair and die?

Fain would I hope that Thou didst bleed
For such a wretch as I.

Low at Thy feet I bow,

Oh pity and forgive!

Here will I lie, and wait till Thou
Shalt bid me rise and live.

Hymn.

Lamenting Sin.-Instability.

1 WHY is my heart so far from Thee,
My GOD, my chief delight?
Why are my thoughts no more by day
With Thee, no more by night?

2 Why should my foolish passions rove?
Where can such sweetness be
As I have tasted in Thy love,
As I have found in Thee?

3 When my forgetful soul renews
The savour of Thy grace,
My heart presumes I cannot lose
The relish all my days.

4 But ere one fleeting hour is past,
The flattering world employs
Some sensual bait to seize my taste,
And to pollute my joys.

5 Then I repent and vex my soul

That I should leave Thee so: Where will those wild affections roll, That let a SAVIOUR go?

6 Wretch that I am to wander thus
In chase of false delight!

O fix my soul beneath Thy cross,
Nor let me lose Thy sight.

Hymn.

Christ our Protection from Wandering. 1 JESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, On whom I cast my ev'ry care, On whom for all things I depend, Inspire, and then accept my pray'r. 2 If I have tasted of Thy grace,

The grace that sure salvation brings; If with me now Thy SPIRIT stays, And hov'ring hides me in His wings; 3 Still let Him with my weakness stay, Nor for a moment's space depart; Evil and danger turn away,

And keep till He renews my heart. 4 When to the right or left I stray, His voice behind me may I hear; "Return, and walk in CHRIST Thy way; "Fly back to CHRIST; for sin is near.'

Hymn.

Lamenting Wanderings.

1 THE contrite heart that only sighs
For mercy, Thou wilt not despise ;
Thou wilt incline a gracious ear
To humble penitential pray'r:
In JESU's Name I come to Thee,
If mercy may be found for me.

2 Yes, I have stray'd from Thee, my GOD; Have slighted Thy afflicting rod;

Have plac'd my heart on things below;
In them have found my joy, my woe;
Have murmur'd oft at Thy decree;
And strangely swerv'd from serving Thee.

3 O GOD! my wanderings forgive;
O bid Thine erring creature live!
Subdue this self-will'd stubborn heart,
Which would not from it's idols part;
Whate'er offends Thee, LORD, remove,
And fill my soul with perfect love!

Hymn.

Walking in Darkness.

1 HEAR, gracious GOD! my humble moan,
To Thee I breathe my sighs:
When will the mournful night be gone?
And when my joys arise?

2 My GOD-O could I make the claim-
MY FATHER and my Friend-
And call Thee mine by ev'ry name
On which Thy saints depend!

3 By ev'ry name of pow'r and love,
I would Thy grace entreat;
Nor should my humble hopes remove,
Nor leave Thy sacred seat.

4 Yet though my soul in darkness mourns,
Thy Word is all my stay;
Here I would rest till light returns,
Thy presence makes my day.

5 Speak, LORD! and bid celestial peace
Relieve my aching heart:

O smile, and bid my sorrows cease,
And all the gloom depart.