2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay,
And chide earth's vanities away;
There's naught beneath a power divine,
That can this roving heart confine.
3 Jesus! to thee I would return,
And, at thy feet repenting, mourn;
There let me view thy pardoning love,
And never from thy sight remove.
4 Oh! let thy love, with sweet control,
Bind all the passions of my soul;
Bid every earthly charm depart,
And dwell forever in my heart.
1 FORGIVE US, Lord! to thee we cry,
Forgive us through thy matchless grace; On thee alone our souls rely,
Be thou our strength and righteousness. 2 Forgive thou us, as we forgive
The ills we suffer from our foes;
Restore us, Lord! and bid us live;
Oh! let us in thine arms repose.
3 Forgive us, for our guilt is great,
Our wretched souls no merit claim;
For sovereign mercy still we wait,
And ask but in the Saviour's name.
4 Forgive us, O thou bleeding Lamb!
Thou risen, thou exalted Lord!
Thou great High-Priest! our souls redeem,
And speak the pardon-sealing word.
1 A BROKEN heart, O Lord!
Thou never wilt despise ; 'Tis written in thy word,
This is the sacrifice:
The sacrifice that thou wilt own-
It is the broken heart alone.
2 Break thou my heart, O Lord;
The rock within me break;
To tremble at thy word,
And at thine anger quake:
Let me in deep contrition lie,
And heave the penitential sigh.
3 For mercy dwells with thee:
Compassion, all divine;
mercy show to me;
Be that compassion mine:
For sinners did not Jesus bleed?
And Jesus' blood alone I plead.
1 "PERFECT in love!" Lord, can it be,
Amid this state of doubt and sin?
While foes so thick without, I see,
With weakness, pain, disease within;
Can perfect love inhabit here,
And, strong in faith, extinguish fear?
2 O Lord! amid this mental night,
Amid the clouds of dark dismay,
Arise! arise! shed forth thy light,
And kindle love's meridian day:
My Saviour God, to me appear,
So love shall triumph over fear.
1 BE merciful to me, O God!
Be merciful to me;
For though I sink beneath thy rod,
Yet do I trust in thee.
2 Thou art my refuge, and I know
My burden thou dost bear,
And I would seek, where'er I go,
To cast on thee my care.
3 Thou knowest, Lord, my flesh how frail,
Strong though my spirit be;
Oh, then assist, when foes assail,
The soul that clings to thee.
4 And, gracious Lord, whate'er befall,
A thankful heart be mine,-
A heart that answers to thy call,
One that is wholly thine.
5 And may I ne'er forget that thou
Wilt soon return again,
And those who love thy coming now
Shall shine in glory then.
1 LORD, I am come! thy promise is my plea,
Without thy word I durst not venture nigh! But thou hast called the burdened soul to thee,
A weary, burdened soul, O Lord, am I!
2 Bowed down beneath a heavy load of sin,
By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest,
Beset without, and full of fears within,
Trembling and faint I come to thee for rest.
3 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding-place;
I know no force can tear me from thy side;
Unmoved, I then may all accusers face,
And answer every charge, with "Jesus died."
1 THOU only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend-
And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend!
2 Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3 Eternal life thy words impart;
On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.
4 Thy name my inmost powers adore;
Thou art my life, my joy, my care;
Depart from thee--'t is death, 't is more;
Tis endless ruin, deep despair!
5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is thine.
10 THOU, to whose all-searching sight
The darkness shineth as the light,
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee;
Oh! burst these bonds, and set it free.
2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross ;
Nail my affections to the cross;
Hallow each thought; let all within
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean.
3 If in this darksome wild I stray,
Be thou my light, be thou my way:
No foes, no violence I fear,
While thou, Almighty God, art near.
4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe,
Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head and cheer my heart.
5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee;
Oh! let thy hand support me still,
And lead me to thy holy hill.
1 OH! where is now that glowing love
That marked our union with the Lord?
Our hearts were fixed on things above,
Nor could the world a joy afford.
2 Where is the zeal that led us then
To make our Saviour's glory known?
That freed us from the fear of men,
And kept our eye on him alone?
3 Where are the happy seasons spent
In fellowship with him we loved?
The sacred joy, the sweet content,
The blessedness that then we proved!
4 Behold, again we turn to thee;
Oh! cast us not away, though vile;
No peace we have, no joy we see,
O Lord our God, but in thy smile.
1 O God, thou art my God alone;
Early to thee my soul shall cry,
A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land, whose springs are dry.
2 Oh, that it were as it hath been,
When, praying in the holy place,
Thy power and glory I have seen,
And marked the footsteps of thy grace!
3 Yet, through this rough and thorny maze,
I follow hard on thee, my God:
Thy hand unseen upholds my ways;
I safely tread where thou hast trod.
4 Thee, in the watches of the night,
When I remember on my bed,
Thy presence makes the darkness light;
Thy guardian wings are round my head.
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