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5 Open the intercourse between
My longing soul and thee, Never to be broke off again
To all eternity. Mourner.] HYMN 126. L. M. 1 THEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be
The fulness of thy promise prove,
The seal of thine eternal love?
If haply I may feel thee near:
Amidst the blaze of Gospel-day.
And cast the world and flesh behind;
Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 4 When from the arm of flesh set free,
Jesus, my soul, shall fly to thee:
Luton.] HYMN 127. L. M. 1 THOM man forsakes thou wilt not leave;
Ready the outcasts to receive: Though all my simpleness I own,
And all my faults to thee are known. 2 Ah! wherefore did I ever doubt?
Thou wilt in nowise cast me out,
With only sin and misery.
I want, do thou enrich the poor ;
4 Lord, I am blind, be thou my sight:
Lord, I am weak, be thou my might:
Abridge.] HYMN 128. C. M. 1
Display thy saving power: Thy mercy let these outcasts find,
And know their gracious hour.
Nor suddenly consume:
And flee the wrath to come.
All goodness as thou art,
On each obdurate heart!
And crucified afresh,
And turn the stone to flesh.
Their ears to hear thy cries : Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee,
For thee he weeps and dies. 6 All the day long he meekly stands,
His rebels to receive, And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands;
And bids you turn and live.
He will with blood efface:
Be sav'd, be sar'd by grace!
3 Be sav'd from hell, from sin, and fear :
He speaks you now forgiven; Walk with your God, be perfect here,
And then come up to heaven.
Mear.] HYMN 129. C. M. 1 MOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick’ning powers : Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys ; Our souls how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys! 3 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues
And our devotion dies.
At this poor dying rate?
And thine to us so great?
With all thy quick’ning powers;
And that shall kindle ours. Mount Pleasant.] HYMN 130. C. M. 1
And never-ceasing praise ; While angels live to know thy name,
Or men to feel thy grace !
Jesus, to thee I flee;
To be renew'd by thee.
3 Give me to hide my blushing face,
While thy dear cross appears ;
And melt mine eyes to tears. 4 O may the uncorrupted Seed,
Abide and reign within:
My new-born soul to sin.
Call me a child of thine:
To form my heart divine.
And make my comfort strong;
With an unwavering tongue.
Abridge.] HYMN 131. C. M.
No other help I know;
Ah, whither shall I go?
Before I drew my breath!
My soul from endless death! 3 O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel thy power ; Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve,
Nor let me wait one hour. 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes:
My soul without it dies.
5 Surely thou canst not let me die ;
O speak, and I shall live; And here I will unwearied lie,
Till thou thy Spirit give.
Could they but see thy face:
And taste thy pard’ning grace!
Kentucky,] HYMN 132. S. M. 1 O
Inspire a feeble worm, To rush into thy kingdom, Lord,
And take it as by storm. 2 O may we all improve
The grace already given,
And scale the mount of heaven!
Eutaw.] HYMN 133. 6 lines 8's.
power of faithful prayer!
O What tongue
God's hands or bound or open are,
As Moses or Elijah prays; Let Moses in the Spirit groan,
And God cries out “Let me alone! 2 “Let me alone, that all my wrath,
May rise the wicked to consume; While justice hears thy praying faith,
It cannot seal the sinner's doom : My Son is in my servant's prayer,
And Jesus forces me to spare." 3 0 blessed word of Gospel grace,
Which now we for our Israel plead!