5. Rock of my Salvation, hafte,
Extend Thy ample Shade,
Let it over me be caft,
And skreen my naked Head:
Save me from the Trying Hour,`
Thou my fure Protection be,
Shelter me from Satan's Power,
Till I am fixt on Thee..
6. Set upon Thy felf my Feet,
And make me furely stand,
From Temptation's Rage and Heat
Cover me with Thy Hand:
Let me in the Clift be placed,
Never from my Fence remove,
In Thy Arms of Love embrac'd,
Of Everlasting Love.
For One cnovinced of Inordinate
OE is me! that wretched Man
More than my GOD I prize!
Well I know them void and vain,
Yet pant for Earthly Joys:
Downward ftill my Wishes move,
Though fairer than Earth's Sons Thou art:
Touch me, JESUS, with Thy Love,
And vindicate my Heart.
2. Happiness is not in Me,
Though every Creature cry, Still the Airy Form I fee, Wheree'r I turn mine Eye; After Shadows ftill I rove, Nor can I with my Idols part: Touch me, JESUS, &C.
3. Burning with unhallow'd Fires,
Thou fee'ft, my tortur'd Breast
Pines away with low Defires,
Stranger to Joy and Reft:
How fhall I this Death remove,
How tear away th' inrooted Dart?
Touch me, JESUS, &C.
4. Poison now o'erflows my Cup,
Fills me with thrilling Pain,
Drinks my Blood, and Spirits up,
And throbs in every Vein;
Yet I fear Thy Grace to prove,
I dread for Thee with All to part:
Touch me, JESUS, &c.
5. GoD arife, Thou jealous GOD,
And all Thy Foes fubdue,
Claim the Purchafe of Thy Blood,
Create my Soul anew ;
Let it now no longer rove,
Now let me tafte how Good Thou art : Touch me, JESUS, &C.
6. Saviour, purify my Soul,
As Thou my GoD art pure, Make my wounded Spirit whole; And all my Sickness cure ; From Thee never let me move, Thou my fufficient Portion art : Touch me, JESUS, &C.
7. From all Filthiness of Flesh
And Spirit make me clean,
Stamp Thy Image, LORD, afresh,
And purge me from All Sin:
Thee my GoD, my All I prove,
Ah! never more from me depart;
Fill, O JESU, with Thy Love.
My vindicated Heart.
HERE is my Strength, my Faith, my
GOD,
My Confidence of Boafting now!
Born down by Sin's revolving Load,
Beneath its Iron Yoke I bow,
Again Indignantly I groan;
My Strength, my Faith, my God is gone.
2. Departed is the LORD from me,
Weak as another Man I am,
Spoil'd of my Power and Liberty
I bear my Punishment and Shame ;
The World their feeble Foe defpife,
Their God hath put out both mine Eyes.
3. Into their Hands by Sin betray'd,
(The Sin I cherish'd in my Breaft)
Low in the deepest Dungeon laid,
Fetter'd in Brafs, by Guilt oppreft;
A Slave to Satan I remain,
And bite, but cannot burst
Now to their Idol's Temple brought,
A Sport I am to Fiends and Men,
They fet my Helplefnefs at nought,
They triumph in my Toil and Pain:
Th' Uncircumcis'd lift up their Voice,
And Dagon's Worshippers rejoice.
5. Remember me, O LORD, my GOD,
If ever I could call Thee Mine;
Though now I perish in my Blood,
And all my Hopes of Heaven refign,
Yet liften to my latest Call,
Nor fuffer me Alone to fall.
6. O caft not out my Dying Prayer,
Strengthen me with Thy Spirit's Might
This only once I pray Thee, hear,
Avenge me for my Lofs of Sight,
Avenge it on mine Enemies,
For they have put out both mine Eyes.
7. Blind as I am, with both my Hands
The Pillars let me feel, and ficze
On which the Houfe of Dagon ftands,
The Pillars of Self-Righteousness.
'Tis done with all my might I bow:
Help me, O GOD, and help me now!
8. Now let the pondrous Ruin fall,
And crush the World, and Satan's Head,
O let it now o'erwhelm us All:
Since I muft fink among the Dead;
Since I can neither fight nor fly,
Let me with the Philistines die!
After a Relapse into SIN.
Esu, wherewith shall I draw near, What shall I for Acceptance bring, How in my Judge's Sight appear
A Rebel 'gainst my GoD and King! Loudly my Sins for Vengeance cry, And Juftice wills that I fhould die.
2. Summon'd to anfwer at Thy Bar,
I come, but Guilty, Guilty plead!
Did I not all Thy Judgments dare?
On all Thy tender Mercies tread?
Death's Sentence juftly I receive,
I am not worthy, LORD, to live.
3. Then let me every Good refign,
And give my forfeit Bleffings back;
My Gifts and Bleffings were not mine,
Thou, only Thou, the Glory take:
I might have heard Thy frequent Call,
I might have stood, tho' now I fall.
4. Long did Thy Loving Spirit ftrive,
To win me over to my Good;
The Spark of Grace was kept alive,
For Years amidft Temptation's Flood:
I now have finn'd it all away,
And ended is my Gracious Day.
5. An Alien from the Life Divine,
The Covenant of Promis'd Grace,
Saviour, no more I call Thee Mine;
An Outcast from Thy Blissful Face,
Without or Faith, or Joy, or Hope
I give (but muft I give) Thee up!
6. Yes with my Shield of Faith I part,
My Hope is loft in just Despair,
Love is not in my ftong Heart,
It cannot be, while Sin is there;
My vain Pretenfions Sin difproves ;
He cannot Sin who JESUS loves.
7. No Choice, Endeavour, or Defire,
Motion, or Will have I to turn;
Extinguish'd is the trembling Fire,
Which once in me began to burn :
What have I now whereof to boast?
My All is gone, my God is loft.
8. See then the Sinner stript of all,
A Foe, and Hater of his GoD,
Defpairing, Self-condemn'd I fall,
Of every Spark of Goodness void;
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