4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, nie al & 805ejoice to And grateful own how kind, how sweets STEELE. 273 L. M. Ulverston 179. Paul's 246. I wol Gould's 272000 40 The Prodigal Son; or, the repenting Sinner accepted, Luke xv. 82. eiros A 1 THE mighty Gop will not despise od & The contrite heart for sacrificen The deep-fetch'd sigh, the secret groan, I Rises accepted to the throne, I bud oT2 He meets, with tokens of his gracesja I E The trembling lip, the blushing face His bowels yearn when sinners pray to And mercy bears their sins away, away 3 When fill'd with grief, o'erwhelm'd with shame, He, pitying, heals their broken frame; He hears their sad complaints and spies His image in their weeping eyes. 4 Thus, what a rapt'rous joy possest The tender parent's throbbing breast, a To see his spendthrift son return, And hear him his past follies mourn! BEDDOME. 274. 2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint,od to A Or the chastising rod isbaew M Dost thou an evil heart lamentabid, H And mourn an absent GoDq 3 LORD, let me weep for nought but sin Pe And after none but thee isq o And then I would Oh, that I might p A constant weeper er be a vig ut BEDDONE. vil is mom sdt sda noT 3 275 CM. Ellenborough 170. Brighton 208. The contrite Heart, Isaiah Ivii. 15.T 1.THE LORD will happiness divine I Then tell me, gracious GOD! is mine im I 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel; If aught is felt, 'tis only painol-qoob T To find I cannot feel. of botqoos asaiЯ 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'deloom To love thee, if I could guidedT But often feel another mind, y elwod ail Averse to all that's good. 4 My best desires are faint and few 5 Thy saints are comforted, I know IT A ATS 276 c. M. Abridge 201, Wan 201. Wantage 204. top // 1 MY times of Great GoD! My choicest com are in thy hand forts come from thee, NIDA MISIJ IZL And go at thy command. 2 If thou shouldst take them all aways I not Yet wou Tine; or de Jul 0 Before they were possess'd by me, They were entirely thine. .яaa Nor would I drop a murmuring word, Tho' the whole world were gone, 30But seek enduring happiness.5. ONS In thee, and thee alone. iz.1911 normandie fil 4 What is the world, with all its store? "Tis but a bitter bitter sweetz of rose When I attempt to pluck the rose, I 5 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found, s 27 'Midst changing scenes and dying friends, moolg quaefisheit teada niso avolv¿T & TO BEDDOME. C. M. 10 LORD! my LORD! my best desires fulfil, ba A Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. had 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears?, tremble at the gracious hand, meThat wipes away my tears? rod bir ai 3 No let me rather freely yield ei 71 What most I prize to thee, 77 Who never hast a good withheld,ol 77 Nor wilt withhold, from meg of |