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This Blessing above All,
And never, never faint.. 6. I want a true Regard,
A single steady Aim
To Thee and 'Thy great Name ;
For Thy immortal Praise,
And glorify Thy Grace.
7. I want with all
-alas ! what want I not,
A PRAYER for HUMILITY.
My Father, and my God,
Look upon Thy helpless Chila!
Thou in CHRIS'f art reconcil'd : Hear me then, my Father; htar,
Good, and gracious as Thou art,
me with an holy fear,
2. O! 'tis all I want below,
JESUS, and Myself to feel, Only Sin, and Grace to know,
All the Good and all the Ill. Shew me, Father, what I am,
Shew me what in Christ Thou art, All my Glory, all my Shame;
Give me, LORD, an Humble Heart.
3. Listen to my ceaseless Cries,
Mean and little may I be,
Griev'd at my own Misery.
Make me know as I am known,
Break, o break this Heart of Stone.
Duft and Ashes is my Name,
Sinful Duft and Alhes I
Earth to Earth I fink, and die.
Nothing of my own possess, 1 Nothing of Myself can do,
Proud of Sin, and proud of Grace. 5. O the Curse, the Plague I feel
By the Demon Pride pursu'd ! Proud to see I merit Hell,
Proud I am that God is Good,
Proud that I was Justified,
Fallen Soul is Pride:
6. My own Glory still I seek;
Still I covet Human Praise, Still in all I do, or speak,
Thee I wrong, and rob Thy Grace :
Nature will usurp a Share,
Fondly of Thy Graces boast, Needlessly Thy Gifts declaté,
Needlessly declar'd and loft.
7. And muft that which is fo good
Evil prove to helpless me? Poison shall I draw from food,
Sin from Grace, and Pride from Thee? O forbid it Humble Love !
Hide me, O my Father, hide, Far away this Snare remove,
Save me from the Demon Pride:
8. Wean my Soul, and keep it low,
Do not with Thy Gifts destroy, Lowliness of Heart bestow,
Give me This, or take my Joy: If with me Thou wilt not stay,
Let my Comfort all Depart, Take my Joy, and Peace away,
Leave me but an Humble Heart.
9. Father hear, tó T'hee I cry,
Thee in Jesu's Name conjure, With my Request comply, ,
Make me humble, make me poor : This of all Thy Gifts impart ;
When I am of This poffeft, When Thou giv'it an Humble Heart,
If Thou Canft, withhold the rest.
ORD, and am I yet alive,
Not in Torments, not in Hell! Still doth Thy good Spirit strive,
With the Chief of Sinners dwell!
Yes; I ftill lift up my Eyes,
Will not of Thy Love despair, Still in spite of Sin I rise,
Still to call Thee Mine I dare.
2. O the Length and Breatich of Love!
JESU, Saviour, can it be?
All its Depth is feen in Me!
Tell it out, ro Sinners tell !
I am, I am out of Hell!
3. Turn afide a Sight t admire,
I the Living Wonder am! See a Bush that burns with Fire,
Unconfum'd amidft the Flame! See a Stone that hangs in Air !
See a Spark in Ocean's dwell! Kept alive with Death so near,
I am, I am out of Hell !
For the Spirit of PRAYER. "
ATHER, in the Mighty Name
Of Thy well-beloved Son,
All my Wants I speak in One,
2. Sensible Delights on Me,
Peace or Joy if Thou bestow, Thankful I receive from 'Thee,
Or let all my Comforts go, Take Thy Other Gifts away; Only give me Power to pray.
3. See Thy poor afflicted Child,
Patient, and resign'd in Pain,
Never more will I complain,
4. Let the Pangs that fill my Breast
Fully all to Thee be known,
Let me tell Thee in a Groan,..
Vifit, or from me depart,
Abba Father, in my Heart ; Abba Father, would I say, Only give me Power to pray:
7HEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Poor, and vile in my own Eyes,
2. Take my 'Nature's Strength away,