[Grace 7. He all fhall break thro', His Truth and His Shall bring me into The Plentiful Place: Thro' much Tribulation, Thro' Water and Fire, Thro' Floods of Temptation, And Flames of Defire.
S. On JESUS my Power Till then I rely,
All Evil before His Prefence fhall fly,
When I have my Saviour, My Sin fhall depart,
And JESUS forever Shall reign in my Heart.
Habakkuk iii. 17, 18, 19.
WAY my Unbelieving Fear!
Fear fhall in me no more have place;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the Brightnefs of His Face:
But fhall I therefore let Him go,
And bafely to the Tempter yield?
No, in the Strength of JESUS, no!
I never will give up my Shield.
2. Altho' the Vine it's Fruit deny,
Altho❜ the Olive yield no Oil,
The withering Fig-tree droop and die,
The Field illude the Tiller's Toil,
The empty Stall no Herd afford,
And perish all the Bleating Race,
Yet will I triumph in the LORD,
The Gop of my Salvation praise.
3. Barren altho' my Soul remain,
And no one Bud of Grace appear,
No Fruit of all my Toil and Pain,
But Sin, and only Sin is here;
Altho' my Gifts, and Comforts loft,
My blooming Hopes cut off I fee,
Yet will I in my Saviour truft,
And Glory, that He died for Me.
4, In Hope believing against Hope,
JESUS my LORD and GOD I claim,
JESUS my Strength shall lift me up,
Salvation is in JESU's Name:
To Me He foon fhall bring it nigh,
My Soul fhall then outstrip the Wind,.
On Wings of Love mount up on high,
And leave the World, and Sin behind.
After a RELAPSE into Sin.
OD Of my Salvation, hear,
G And help me to believe,
Simply do I now draw near
Thy Bleffing to receive;
Full of Guilt alas! I am, 1}
But to Thy Wounds for Refuge flee
Friend of Sinners, fpotlefs Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
2. Standing now as newly flain, To Thee I lift mine Eye, Balm of all my Grief and Pain
Thy Blood is always nigh:
Now as yesterday the fame Thou art, and wilt for ever be: Friend of Sinners, &c..
3. Full of Truth, and Grace Thou art,
And here is all my Hope:
Falfe, and foul as Hell my Heart
To Thee I offer up;
Thou waft given to redeem
My Soul from All Iniquity:
Friend of Sinners, &c.
4. Nothing have I, LORD, to pay,
Nor can Thy Grace procure,
Empty send me not away,
For I, Thou know'st, am Poor:
Duft and Ashes is my Name,
My All is Sin and Misery :
Friend of Sinners, &c.
5. Without Money, without Price
I come Thy Love to buy,
From Myfelf I turn my Eyes,
The Chief of Sinners I:
Take, O take me as I am,
And let me lofe Myself in Thee:
Friend of Sinners, &c.
6. No good Work, or Word, or Thought
Bring I to gain Thy Grace,
Pardon I accept unbought,
Thy Proffer I embrace,
Coming as at firft I came
To take, and not bestow on Thee:
Friend of Sinners, &c.
7. JESU, unto Thee my Sin
I quietly confefs,
Till Thy Blood fhall wash me clean
From All Unrighteousness,
From the flightest Touch of Blame
My Spirit, Soul, and Body free:
Friend of Sinners, &c.
8. Saviour, from Thy wounded Side
I never will depart,
Here will I my Spirit hide
When I am pure in Heart:
Till my Place above I claim
This only fhall be all my Plea,
Friend of Sinners, fpotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for Me.
ONG have I labour'd in the Fire,
And spent my Life for Nought,
With Pride, and Anger, and Defire,
In Nature's Strength I fought.
2. Baffled I ftill my Foes defied,
And rofe with Courage new,
All which the LORD command's, I cried,
I now refolve to do.
3. But O! how foon from Glory driven,
Down to profoundest Hell,
As Lucifer caft down from Heaven,
From all my Hopes I fell!
4. I fell, and funk in Self-despair,
gave up All at last,
On JESUS then I caft my Care,
On Him my Anchor caft.
5. With Sin I ftrove alas! too long,
But now I to the Lamb
Look, and am fav'd! In weakness strong,
While arm'd with JESU's Name.
6. JESU, to Thee I now can fly,
On whom my Help is laid,
Opprefs'd by Sins, I lift mine Eye,
And fee the Shadows fade.,
7. Soon as I find Myfelf forfook,
The Grace again is given,
A Sigh will reach Thy Heart, a Look
Will bring Thee down from Heaven.
8. Believing on my LORD, I find
A fure and prefent Aid:
On Thee alone my constant Mind
Is every Moment staid..
9. Whate'er in me feems wife, or good,.
Or ftrong, I here disclaim;
I wash my Garments in the Blood.
Of the Atoning Lamb...
10. JESUS, my Strength, my Life, my Reft,
On Thee will I depend,
"Till fummon'd to the Marriage-feaft,
Where Faith in Sight fhall end.
"Y Father, O my Father hear
"M' Thy weakest Child's imperfect Call!
Now as a Servant I appear,
And yet Thou know'ft me Heir of All:
O make me know as I am known;
Speak, Father; am I not Thy Son?
2. Allur'd by Unrefifted Grace,
Thy Footsteps why did I pursue ?
Why did I ever feek Thy Face?
What Secret Power my Spirit drew
After I knew not whom to run?
Speak, Father; am I not Thy Son?
3. From whom have all my Bleffings flow'd?
Who gave me these enlarg'd Defires?
Who made me reftlefs after GOD,
And burnt me up with Inward Fires?
O let the Author now be shewn,
Speak, Father; am I not Thy Son?
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