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Joys, or Woes unspeakable,

Life or Death, and Heaven or Hell.

5. Wav'ring, frail, inconftant Heart,
O how blind, and weak thou art!
Weak as helpless Infancy,
Blind thy Helplesnefs to fee,
To thine own Corruptions blind,
More inconftant than the Wind,
Wav'ring as a fhaken Reed,
Cold, and dark, and doubly dead.

6. Stubborn Heart, ungrateful, hard,
With a red-hot Iron fear'd!
Carnal Heart, immerst in Sin,
All a Cage of Birds unclean;
Downward all thy Motions tend,
Luft, the Beaft, or Pride, the Fiend,
Shew thee, fince thy Total Fall,
Earthly, fenfual, Devilish All.

7. Faithlefs Heart! be This thy Grief,
Groan beneath thy Unbelief:
Unbelief, the Damning Sin,
Keeps thee all unclean, unclean,
Aggravates thy heavy Load,
Will not let thee come to GOD,
Suffers not his Grace to move,
Robs him of his Truth and Love.

8. Faithlefs Heart, to JESUS bow, Suffer Him to fave thee now!

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Thou wilt not now believe, Wilt not take what GOD wou'd give: Thou refufeft to be free,

All the Hindrance is in thee,

Thro' thy own rebellious Will,

Bound thou art, and Faithlefs ftill.

9. O my

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9. O my LORD, what muft I do?
Only Thou the Way canft fhew,
Thou canft fave me in this Hour,.
I have neither Will nor Power:
GOD if over All Thou art,
Greater than the Sinful Heart,
Let it now on me be shewn,
Take away the Heart of Stone.

10. Take away my Darling Sin,
Make me willing to be clean,
Make me willing to receive

What Thy Goodness waits to give ;
Force me, LORD, with All to part,
Tear these Idols from my Heart,
All Thy Power on me be shewn,
Take away the Heart of Stone.

11. JESU, mighty to renew,
Work in me to will, and do,
Turn my Nature's rapid Tide,
Stem the Torrent of my Pride,
Stop the Whirlwind of my Will,
Speak, and bid the Sun stand still;
Now Thy Love Almighty fhew,
Make ev'n me a Creature New.

12. Arm of GoD, Thy Strength put on,
Bow the Heavens, and come down,
All my Unbelief o'erthrow,

Lay th' afpiring Mountain low;
Conquer Thy worft Foe in me,
Get Thyself the Victory,
Save the Vileft of the Race,
Force me to be fav'd by Grace.

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Wretched, and miferable, and poor, and blind, and naked.

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Icн, and increas'd with Goods I was, Abundant in my Virtue's Store, In Wisdom rich, and Strength, and Grace;

So rich, I needed Nothing more :

Alas! my GoD, I could not fee
That still I needed All in Thee.

2. Thanks to Thy Grace, if I begin
My Wretchedness at length to know,
If now, in Part convinc'd of Sin,

I groan beneath my Weight of Woe;
Surely at laft I more than fee
That Sin is perfect Mifery.

3. Stript of my boafted Gifts, I fall
A Beggar at Thy Mercy's Door,
I afk an Alms, for Grace I call,

Poor, beyond all Expreffion poor, If one Good Thought Thy Heaven could buy, Alas! not One good Thought have I.

4. How dark and dreary is my Heart!

Dark as the Chambers of the Grave,
So blind, 'till Thou Thy Light impart,
I cannot fee Thy Power to fave.
Or know, 'till Thou the Veil remove,
That I am Sin, and GoD is Love.

5. My Fig-Leaves now are caft afide,
The Rags of my Self-Righteoufnefs,
From Thee my Shame 1 cannot hide,
My Spirit finks in deep Distress;
How fhall I in Thy Sight appear,
Or bear Myfelf, when Thou art near!

6. A Monster to Myself I am,
Self-loathing at Thy Feet I lie,
How fhall I bear this Load of Shame!
How shall I meet Thy piercing Eye!
I faint, and fink, and die away
At the infufferable Day.

7. Mountains, and Rocks on you I call,
My Nakedness of Soul to fkreen,
Fall, on my Guilty Nature fall;

And hide me from the Hell of Sin!
Alas! my Soul, it cannot be :
The Hell of Sin remains in Thee.

8. O GOD! (but fhall I dare to pray?)
O JESUS! Son of GoD and Man,
Pity a finful Worm, and stay

My Grief, and mitigate my Pain;
Cover my Shame, remove my Load
Of Sin, for Thou haft blush'd in Blood..

6. Or rather, if it be Thy Will,
Conform me fully to Thy Death,
Now let me all my Vileness feel,

Now let me render up my Breath, And bow my Head, and die with Thee, For Shame that Thou haft died for Me.

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"RRETCHED, helpless, and diftreft. Ah! whither fhall I fly !:

Ever gafping after Reft,

I cannot find it nigh,

Naked, fick, and poor, and blind,

Faft bound in Sin, and Misery,
Friend of Sinners, let me find
My Help, my All in Thee.

2. Who my Mifery can relate,
My Depth of Woe reveal?
I have left my first Estate,
In hapless Adam fell:
Driven out of my Abode
I now have loft my Perfect Blifs,
Fallen, fallen out of GOD,
And banish'd Paradife.

3. I am all unclean, unclean,
Thy Purity I want,

My whole Heart is fick of Sin,
And my whole Head is faint::
Full of putrifying Sores,

Of Bruifes, and of Wounds, my Soul
Looks to JESUS; Help implores,
And gasps to be made whole.

4. In the Wilderness I ftray,
My foolish Heart is blind,
Nothing do I know; the Way
Of Peace I cannot find;
JESU, LORD, restore my Sight,
And take, O take the Veil away,
Turn my Darkness into Light,
My Midnight into Day.

5. Naked of Thine Image, LORD,
Forfaken, and alone,
Unrenew'd, and unrestor'd

I have not Thee put on :
Over me Thy Mantle spread,
Send down Thy Likenefs from above,
Let Thy Goodness be difplay'd,
And wrap me in Thy Love.

6. Poor, alas! Thou know'ft I am,
And would be poorer ftill,

See my Nakedness, and Shame,
And all my Vileness feel:

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