Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave: Thou, by thy two-edg'd sword, My soul and spirit part;
Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my stubborn heart.
Saviour and Prince of peace, The double grace bestow; Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove : Wound, and pour in my wounds to heal, The balm of pard'ning love.
For thine own mercy's sake,
The hind'rance now remove :
And into thy protection take The pris'ner of thy love; In every trying hour,
Stand by my feeble soul,
And screen me from my nature's power, Till thou hast made me whole.
This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be;
Should let my sins this moment go, This moment turn to thee : O might I now embrace
Thine all-sufficient power! And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more.
Bethlehem.] HYMN 30. 7's, 6's, & 1 8.
ESUS, let thy pitying eye
Call back a wand'ring sheep;
False to thee, like Peter, I
Would fain like Peter weep:
Let me be by grace restor❜d: On me be all long-suff'ring shown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, Repentance to impart,
Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart: Give what I have long implor'd, A portion of thy grief unknown : Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow; If thy bowels now are stirr'd, If I now myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon, me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 4 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die!
Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye; Speak the reconciling word,
And let thy mercy melt me down; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.
5 Look, as when thine eye pursu'd The first apostate man; Saw him welt'ring in his blood, And bade him rise again : Speak my paradise restor❜d,
Redeem me by thy grace alone: Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.
6 Look, as when thy languid eye Was clos'd that we might live; Father," (at the point to die My Saviour gasp'd) "forgive." Surely with that dying word,
He turns, and looks, and cries, ""Tis done;" O my bleeding, loving Lord,
Thou break'st my heart of stone!
Clarks.] HYMN 31. 7's, 6's, & 1 8.
ET the world their virtue boast, Their works of righteousness!
I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely sav'd by grace; Other title I disclaim;
This, only this, is all my plea : I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
2 Happy they whose joys abound, Like Jordan's swelling stream; Who their heaven in Christ have found; And give the praise to him; Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see ; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me.
3 I, like Gideon's fleece, am found, Unwater'd still, and dry;
While the dew on all around, Falls plenteous from the sky; Yet my Lord I cannot blame, The Saviour's grace for all is free; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me.
4 Surely he will lift me up,
For I of him have need:
I cannot give up my hope, Though I am cold and dead: To bring fire on earth he came;
O that it now might kindled be! I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me.
5 Jesus, thou for me hast died, And thou in me wilt live; I shall feel thy death apply'd; I shall thy life receive: Yet when melted in the flame
Of love, this shall be all my plea, I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
ITH glorious clouds encompass'd round, Whom angels dimly see;
Will the unsearchable be found,
Or God appear to me?
2 Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart? Answer, thou Man of grief and love, And speak it to my heart.
3 In manifested love explain
Thy wonderful design;
What meant the suffering Son of Man, The streaming blood divine?
4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below,
That I might now perceive thee near. And my Redeemer know?
5 Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace,
The wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigur'd face.
6 Before my eyes
of faith confess'd, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name.
7 JEHOVAH in thy person show, JEHOVAH crucified!
And then the pard'ning God I know, And feel the blood applied.
8 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly see;
And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity.
Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 33. 6 lines 8's.
ESUS, if still the same thou art, If all thy promises are sure,
Set up thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor: To me be all thy treasures given, The kingdom of an inward heaven.
2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourner blest ; And lo! for thee I ever mourn;
I cannot, no, I will not rest,
Till thou my only rest return; Till thou the Prince of Peace appear, And I receive the Comforter.
3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd On all that hunger after thee? I hunger now, I thirst for God; See the poor fainting sinner, see; And satisfy with endless peace, And fill me with thy righteousness. D
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