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The Backslider's Confession and Prayer.

The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer.
4 Give to my eyes refreshing tears,

And kindle my relentings now;
Fill all my soul with filial fears :

To thy sweet yoke my spirit how:
Bend by thy grace, oh, bend or break

The iron sinew in my neck.
5 Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart,

That trembles at the approach of sin
A godly fear of sin impart;

Implant and root it deep within:
That I may dread thy gracious power,
And never dare to offend thee more.

C. WESLEY.

HYMN 479. S-8's. The Backslider's Confession and Pruyer. In trouble I seek thee, O God,

Compell’d by the burden I bear; Constrain'd by the stroke of thy rod,

I pour out a penitent prayer:
Ah! do not abhor my sad moan,

Extorted, alas! by distress,
But hear, and with pity look down,

And send me an answer of peace. 2 What must a poor prodigal do,

Thy forfeited grace to regain ?
My trouble I only can show,

And tell thee my sorrow and pain:
I only for mercy can cry,

And groan with a sense of my load! ;
Save, Lord, or I perish, I die,

I die in my sins and my blood. 3 I own I have sinn'd in thy sight,

Have sinn'd against knowledge and love, And done thy good Spirit despite;

Yet look on my Surety above:

Lukewarmness deplored.

His passion alone is my plea,

His free inexhaustible grace:
My Advocate answer'd for me,

And Jesus has died in my place. 4 O Father of mercies, restore,

For Jesus's merits alone,
And heal a backslider once more,

And give me again to thy Son:
If still thou art able to spare,

If infinite mercy thou art,
Reply to my penitent prayer,
And whisper thy peace to my heart.

C. WESLEY.

SECTION IV. THE LUKEWARM: CONFESSION, ETC.

HYMN 480. L.M.

Lukewarmness deplored.
God of unspotted purity!

Us and our works canst thou behold?
Most justly are we loathed by thee,

For we are neither hot nor cold.
2 We call thee Lord, thy faith profess,

But do not from our hearts obey;
In soft Laodicean ease

We dream our slothful lives away. 3 We live in pleasure, and are dead;

In search of fame and wealth we live :
Commanded in thy steps to tread,

We sometimes seek, but never stri e. 4 A lifeless form we still retain;

Of this we make our empty boast,
Nor know the name we take in vain;

The power of godliness is lost.

Quickening and preserving Grace. 6 Better that we had never known

The way to heaven, through saving grace, Than basely in our lives disown,

And slight, and mock thee to thy face. 6 Less grievous will the judgment-day

To Sodom and Gomorrah prove, Than us, who cast our faith away, And trample on thy richest love.

C. WESLRY.
HYMN 481. S.M.
Quickening and preserving Grace.
GRACIOUS Redeemer, shake

This slumber from my soul;
Say to me now, awake, awake!

And Christ shall make thee whole. 2 Lay to thy mighty hand;

Alarm me in this hour;
• And make me fully understand

The thunder of thy power.
Give me on thee to call,

Always to watch and pray:
Lest I into temptation fall,

And cast my shield away.
Oh, do thou always warn

My soul of evil near :
When to the right or left I turn,

Thy voice still let me hear :
8 “Come back ! this is the way;

Come back, and walk herein."
Oh, may I hearken and obey,

And shun the paths of sin. 6 Thou seest my feebleness :

Jesus, be thou my power;
My help and refuge in distress,

My fortress and my tower. 7 Myself I cannot såve;

Myself I cannot keep;
But strength in thee I surely have,

Whose eyelids never sleep.

Watchfulness.

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My soul to thee alone
Now, therefore, I commend :
Thou, Jesus, love me as thy own,

And love me to the end. c. WESLEY.

Hymn 482. 6-8's.

Watchfulness. FATHER, to thee I lift my eyes,

My longing eyes and restless heart:
Before the morning watch I rise,

And wait to taste how good thou art;
To obtain the grace I humbly claim,

The saving power of Jesu's name.
2 This slumber from my soul, oh, shake!

Warn'd by thy Spirit's inward call,
Let me to righteousness awake,

And pray that I no more may fall;
Or give to sin or Satan place,

But walk in all thy righteous ways. 3 Oh, wouldst thou, Lord, thy servant guard

'Gainst every known or secret foe;
A mind for all assaults prepared,

A sober, vigilant mind bestow ;
Ever apprised of danger nigh,

And when to fight, and when to fly. 4 Oh, never suffer me to sleep

Secure within the verge of hell;
But still my watchful spirit keep

In lowly awe and loving zeal :
And bless me with a godly fear,

And plant that guardian-angel here. 8 Attended by that sacred dread,

And wise from evil to depart,
Let me from strength to strength preceed,

And rise to purity of heart;
Through all the paths of duty move,
From humble faith to perfect love.

C. WESLEY.

The Soul finds Rest only in God.

HYMN 483. L.M.
The Guidance and Support of the Spirit of

Christ.
JESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend,

On whom I cast my every care,
On whom for all things I depend,

Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 2 If I have tasted of thy grace,

The grace that sure salvation brings;
If with me now thy Spirit stays,

And hovering hides me in his wings:
Still let him with my weakness stay,

Nor for a moment's space depart:
Evil and danger turn away,

And keep till he renews my heart. 4 When to the right or left I stray,

His voice behind me may I hear
“ Return, and walk in Christ thy way;

Fly back to Christ, for sin is near." 6 His sacred unction from above,

Be still my comforter and guide;
Till all the stony he remove,

And in my loving heart reside.) 6 Jesus, I fain would walk in thee,

From nature's every path retreat ; .
Thou art my way, my leader be,

And set upon the rock my feet. 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ;

Oh, reach me out thy gracious hand:
Only on thee for help I call;
Only by faith in thee I stand. c. WESLEY.

HYMN 484. 6-8's.
The Soul finds Rest only in God.
1. Thou hidden love of God, whose height,

Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows;
I see from far thy heauteous light;

Inly I sigh for thy repose :
My heart is pain'd, nor can it be
At rest, till it find rest in thee.

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