2

3

Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent,
The rock in sunder cleave:
Thou, by thy two-edg'd sword,
My soul and spirit part;

Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break my stubborn heart.

Saviour and Prince of peace,
The double grace bestow;
Unloose the bands of wickedness,
And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,

And then the load remove:
Wound, and pour in my wounds to heal,
The balm of pard'ning love.

For thine own mercy's sake,

The hind'rance now remove :

And into thy protection take

The pris'ner of thy love;
In every trying hour,

Stand by my feeble soul,

And screen me from my nature's power, Till thou hast made me whole.

4

This is thy will, I know,

1

That I should holy be;

Should let my sins this moment go,

This moment turn to thee:

O might I now embrace

Thine all-sufficient power! And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more.

Bethlehem.] HYMN 30. 7's, 6's, & 18.

JCalf back a wand'ring sheep;

TESUS, let thy pitying eye

False to thee, like Peter, I

Would fain like Peter weep:

Let me be by grace restor❜d:

On me be all long-suff'ring shown;
Turn and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.

2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above,
Repentance to impart,

Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart: Give what I have long implor'd, A portion of thy grief unknown : Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow: If thy bowels now are stirr'd, If I now myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.

4 See me, Saviour, from above,
Nor suffer me to die!

Life, and happiness, and love,
Drop from thy gracious eye:
Speak the reconciling word,

And let thy mercy melt me down;
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,

And break my heart of stone.

5 Look, as when thine eye pursu'd
The first apostate man;
Saw him welt'ring in his Flood,
And bade him rise again:
Speak my paradise restor❜d,

Redeem me by thy grace alone:
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.

6 Look, as when thy languid eye Was clos'd that we might live; "Father," (at the point to die My Saviour gasp'd) "forgive." Surely with that dying word,

He turns, and looks, and cries, "'Tis done;" O my bleeding, loving Lord,

Thou break'st my heart of stone.

Clarks.] HYMN 31. 7's, 6's, & 1 8.

LET the world their virtue boast,

Their works of righteousness!

I, a wretch undone and lost,
Am freely sav'd by grace;
Other title I disclaim;

This, only this, is all my plea :
I the chief of sinners am,

But Jesus died for me.

2 Happy they whose joys abound,
Like Jordan's swelling stream;
Who their heaven in Christ have found,,
And give the praise to him;
Meanest follower of the Lamb,

His steps I at a distance see;
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.

3 I, like Gideon's fleece, am found,
Unwater'd still, and dry;
While the dew on all around,
Falls plenteous from the sky;
Yet my Lord I cannot blame,
The Saviour's grace for all is free ;
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.

4 Surely he will lift me up,
For 1 of him have need;

I cannot give up my hope,
Though I am cold and dead:
To bring fire on earth he came;
O that it now might kindled be!
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.

5 Jesus, thou for me hast died,
And thou in me wilt live;
I shall feel thy death apply'd;
I shall thy life receive:
Yet when melted in the flame
Of love, this shall be all my plea,
I the chief of sinners am,

1

But Jesus died for me.

China.] HYMN 32. C. M.

WITH

VITH glorious clouds encompass'd round,
Whom angels dimly see;

Will the unsearchable be found,

Or God appear to me?

2 Will he forsake his throne above,
Himself to worms impart?

Answer, thou Man of grief and love,
And speak it to my heart.

3 In manifested love explain
Thy wonderful design;

What meant the suffering Son of Man,
The streaming blood divine?

4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear,
And live and die below,

That I might now perceive thee near,
And my Redeemer know?

5 Come then, and to my soul reveal
The heights and depths of grace,

The wounds which all my sorrows heal,
That dear disfigur'd face.

6 Before my eyes of faith confess'd,
Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb;
And wrap me in thy crimson vest,
And tell me all thy name.

7 JEHOVAH in thy person show,
JEHOVAH crucified!

And then the pard'ning God I know,
And feel the blood applied.

8 I view the Lamb in his own light,
Whom angels dimly see;

And gaze, transported at the sight,
To all eternity.

Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 33. 6 lines 8's.

1

JESUS, if still the same thou art,

If all thy promises are sure,

Set up thy kingdom in my heart,

And make me rich, for I am poor:
To me be all thy treasures given,
The kingdom of an inward heaven.

2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourner blest; And lo! for thee I ever mourn;

I cannot, no, I will not rest,

Till thou my only rest return;
Till thou the Prince of peace appear,
And I receive the Comforter.

3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd
On all that hunger after thee?
I hunger now, I thirst for God;
See the poor fainting sinner, see;
And satisfy with endless peace,
And fill me with thy righteousness.