6 Then I repent and vex my soul
That I should leave Thee so:
Where will those wild affections roll
That let a Saviour go!

7 Make haste, my days, to reach the goal,
And bring my heart to rest
On the dear centre of my soul,
My God, my Saviour's breast.

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For conviction and conversion.
1 COME, O Thou all victorious Lord,
Thy power to us make known;
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break these hearts of stone.
2 O that we all might now begin
Our foolishness to mourn;
And turn at once from every sin,
And to our Saviour turn!

3 Give us ourselves, and Thee to know,
In this our gracious day;
Repentance unto life bestow,
And take our sins away.

4 Conclude us first in unbelief,
And freely then release;
Fill every soul with sacred grief,
And then with sacred peace.

5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve,
And then enrich the poor;

The knowledge of our sickness give;
The knowledge of our cure.

6 That blessed sense of guilt impart,
And then remove the load;

Trouble, and wash the troubled heart
In the atoning blood,

7 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven;

By perfect holiness prepare,
And take us up to heaven.

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Or where for shelter fly?

Jesus, a rock Thou art,
Ordained by heaven to be
A refuge to the trembling soul;
And why not such to me?

3 Secured from every ill,
Exempt from every fear,
Eternal wrath will never reach,
No arrows pierce me there.

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140.

The broken Heart.

Now to thine altar, Lord,
A broken heart I bring;

And wilt Thou graciously accept
Of such a worthless thing?

To Christ the bleeding Lamb

For deliverance from the bondage of sin.

10 THAT Thou wouldst the heavens rent, In majesty come down,

Stretch out thine arm omnipotent,
And seize me for thine own!

2 Descend, and let thy lightning burn
The stubble of thy foe;

My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn,
And let the mountains flow.

3 What though I cannot break my chain,
Or e'er throw off my load,
The things impossible to men,

Are possible to God!

4 Is there a thing too hard for Thee, Almighty Lord of all,

Whose threatening looks dry up the sea,
And make the mountains fall?

5 Who, who shall in thy presence stand,
And match Omnipotence?
Ungrasp the hold of thy right hand,
Or pluck the sinner thence?

6 Sworn to destroy, let earth assail,
Nearer to save Thou art,

Stronger than all the powers of hell,
And greater than my heart.

7 Jesus! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord,
The weary sinner's friend,
Come to my help, pronounce the word,
And bid my troubles end.

8 Deliverance to my soul proclaim,
And life, and liberty,

Shed forth the virtue of thy name,

And Jesus prove to me.

142.

For the Holy Spirit's Influences.

1 STAY, Thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done Thee such despite; Nor cast the sinner quite away,

Nor take thine everlasting flight.

2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart, And still shook off my guilty fears;

And vex'd, and urged Thee to depart,
For many long rebellious years;

3 Though I have most unfaithful been,
Of all who e'er thy grace received;
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen,
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved:
4 Yet, O! the chief of sinners spare,
In honour of my great High Priest;
Nor in thy righteous anger swear
To' exclude me from thy people's rest
5 This only wo I deprecate,

This only plague I pray remove;
Nor leave me in my lost estate,
Nor curse me with this want of love.

6 Now Lord, my weary soul release,
Upraise me with thy gracious hand,
And guide into thy perfect peace,
And bring me to the promised land.

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143.

For power to watch and pray.

THE praying Spirit breathe,
The watching power impart ;
From all entanglements beneath,
Call off my grovelling heart;
My feeble mind sustain,
By worldly thoughts opprest;
Appear, and bid me turn again
To my eternal rest.

2 Swift to my rescue come;

Thy own this moment seize;
Gather my wandering spirit home,
And keep in perfect peace:
Suffer'd no more to rove
O'er all the earth abroad,

Arrest the prisoner of thy love,
And shut me up in God.

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144.

For various Gifts and Graces.

JESUS, my strength, my hope,
On Thee I cast my care;

With humble confidence look up,

And know Thou hear'st my prayer.
Give me on Thee to wait,

Till I can all things do;
On Thee, almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.

I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down, and casts behind

The baits of pleasing ill;

A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss;
Bold to take up, firm to sustain,

The consecrated cross.

I want a godly fear,

A quick-discerning eye,

That looks to Thee, when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;

A spirit still prepared,

And arm'd with jealous care;
For ever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.

I rest upon thy word,

The promise is for me;

My succour and salvation, Lord,

Shall surely come from Thee.

But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,
Till Thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.