4 In wonder lost, with trembling joy, We take the pardon of our God: Pardon for crimes of deepest dye, Pardon that flows through Jesu's blood, Who is a pard'ning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 5 O may this strange this matchless grace, 72 Happiness only in Christ. GROUND, O ground me on the Lamb, Other Saviours I disclaim: Fix my heart on him to stay, 2 Empty is created good, I want more substantial food: Jesus, and him crucify'd. 3 In thy presence may I dwell, 7s. 4 While I traverse here beneath, Thy kind influence on me breathe; Reconcil'd to me appear, And thy righteousness bring near. 5 Grant me still in grace to grow, 73 Meekness and Humility. LORD, if Thou thy grace impart, I shall as my Master be, Rooted in humility. 2 From the time that this I know, 3 Simple, teachable, and mild, 4 Father, fix my soul on Thee, 5 O! that all may seek and find 74 The Convert. P. M. WHEN with my mind devoutly prest, Trembling, I make the black review, 2 This tongue, with blasphemies defil'd, Who could believe such lips could praise, 3 These eyes, that once abus'd their sight, These hands ascend in ceaseless pray'r, 4 These ears, that pleas'd, could entertain Now deaf to all th' enchanting noise, 5 Thus art Thou serv'd in ev'ry part; O would'st Thou more transform my heart, This drossy thing refine; 75 That grace might nature's strength control, And a new creature, body, soul, Be, Lord, for ever thine. Thanks for preserving Grace. ORD, and am I yet alive! LORD, Not in torments, not in hell! Yes, I still lift up mine 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 of boundless love; Tell it out to sinners tell! F P. M. 3 Turn aside, a sight t' admire, I the living wonder am! 76 See a bush that burns with fire, Unconsum'd amidst the flame! W Farewell to the World. ORLD, adieu! thou real cheat, Fill'd my heart with fond conceit, 2 Vain thy entertaining sights, 3 Foolish vanity, farewell, More inconstant than the wave! P. M. |