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4 There is a great Physician near;
Look up; O fainting soul, and live:
Such ease as nature cannot give!
Life, health, and bliss, abundant fowi
Till JESUS made me whole! There is but one physician,
Can cure a sin-sick soul! The worst of all diseases
Is light compar’d with sin; On ev'ry part it seizes,
But rages most within.
I thought a cure to gain;
And added to my pain,
Some gave me up for lost, Thus every refuge fail'd me,
And all my hopes were cross'do 3 At length this great Physician
How matchless is his grace!
And undertook my case-
And snatch'd me from the grave
His wondrous power to save. 4 A dying, risen JESUS,
Seen by the eye of faith,
Come then to this Physician,
His help he'll freely give,
Tis only-look-and live.
P. M. 170.
Types of Christ. Heb. iv. % 1
ISRAEL, in ancient days,
Not only had a view
The paschal sacrifice,
To reconcile an angry God.
His perfect innocence,
Should be the soul's defence;
The scape-goat on his head
Express'd the sinner's plea-,
6 Jesus, I love to trace
Throughout the sacred page,
The same in ev'ry age!
P. M 171.
Types of Christ. Paschal Lamb
Heb. ix. 12. PASCHAL Lamb, by God appointed,
sins on By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made.
2 Adam's sons are now forgiven,
Through the virtue of thy blood! Open'd is the gate of heaven
Peace is made 'twixt man and God.
3 Jesus, hail, enthron’d in glory,
There for ever to abide;
Seated at thy Father's side.
There thou dost our place prepare;
Till in glory we appear.
Thou art worthy to receive;
Meet it is for us to give.
6 When we join th' angelic smirits,
In their sweetest, noblest lays,
L. M. 172.
The Operations of the Holy Spirit. | ETERNAL Spirit! we confess
And sing the wonders of thy grace; Thy power conveys our blessings down
From God the Father and the Son. 2 Finlighten'd by thine heavenly ray,
Our shades and darkness turn to day:
Our ranger and our refuge too.
And breaks the chains of reigning sin,
And forms our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice,
Thy cheering words awake our joys;
(184.). L. M. 173.
Praise for the Spirit. 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With light and comfort from above. Be thou our guardian, thou our guide;
O’er ev'ry thought and step preside. 9 Conduct us safe, conduct us far
From ev'ry sin and hurtful snare;
Lead us to leav'n, the seat of bliss,
(185.) C. M. · COME, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With all thy quick’ning pow'rs; Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
Fond of these earthly toys!
To reach eternal joys!
At this poor, dying rate?
And thine to us so great?
With all thy quick’ning pow’ss;
And that shall kindle ours.
175. (189.) C. M.
How little art thou known
And blessings of thy throne!
How negligent my fear!
How few affections there!
To give thy word success;
That I'may learn thy grace.
That leads to joys on high: