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Do thou, my Lord, unite

My heart so firm to thee,
That every where, and at all times,
Thy love my all may be.

162. Mercy. C. M.
MERCY, good Lord, mercy I ask,
This is the total sum;
For mercy, Lord, is all my suit,
Lord, let thy mercy come.

163. Remember me. C. M.


THOU from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my heart to thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Dear Lord, remember me.
When groaning on my burden'd heart
My sins lie heavily,

My pardon speak, new grace impart,
In love remember me.
Temptations sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee;
O give me strength, Lord, as my day,
For good remember me.

Distrest with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see,

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief,
Hear and remember me.

If on my face, for thy dear name,
Shame and reproaches be,

I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If thou remember me.

The hour is near, consign'd to death,
I own the just decree;
Saviour, with my last parting breath,
I'll cry, remember me.

164. Prayer for the Redeemer's Mind-
fulness. C. M.
JESUS, my kind and gracious friend,
Simply I look to thee,
Now in the bowels of thy love,
Dear Lord, remember me.
Remember thy pure word of grace,
Remember Calv'ry's tree;
Remember all thy dying groans,
And then remember me.

Thou wond'rous advocate with God,
I yield my soul to thee;
While thou art pleading on the throne,
Dear Lord, remember me.

I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile,
Yet thy salvation's free;
Then, in thy all-abounding grace,
Dear Lord, remember me.
Howe'er forsaken, or despis'd,
Howc'er oppress'd I be,
Howe'er forgotten here on earth,
Do thou remember me.

And when I close my eyes in death,
And human help shall flee;

Then, then, my dear redeeming God,
O then remember me.

165. A Minister's Prayer before Preaching.7'.
GOD of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
Copious blessings on me show'r;
Teach me first to pray aright;
Grant the Holy Spirit's might.

Help, O Lord! thy waiting saints,
Now to pour out our complaints;
May our pray'rs, like incense, rise,
Still receiving new supplies.
Help me fully to proclaim
All the sweetness of thy name;
Till, enamour'd with thy love,
Zion's mourners soar above.

Lord, unfold thy sacred word;
Teach me how to wield the sword:
Hearts of stone do thou subdue,
Make them feel thy words are true.
All our errors, Lord, detect!
Shine upon thine own elect:
Let thy grace, like manna, fall,
Then we'll crown thee Lord of all.


166. Offices of Christ. 148.
ARRAY'D in mortal flesh,

Lo the great Angel stands !
He holds the promises

And pardons in his hands.
Commission'd from his Father's throne
To make his grace to mortals known.

Be thou our counsellor,

Our pattern, and our guide;
And through this desert land,

Still keep us near thy side!
O let our feet ne'er run astray,
Nor rove nor seek the crooked way.
We'd hear our Shepherd's voice,
Whose watchful eye doth keep,
Poor wand'ring souls, among

The thousands of his sheep;

He feeds his flock, he calls their names,
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
To this dear surety's hands,
My soul commend thy cause;
He answers, and fulfils,

His father's broken laws:
Believing souls now free are set,
For Christ hath paid their dreadful debt.

Then let our souls arise,

And tread the tempter down;
Our Captain leads us forth,

To conquest and a crown:
March on, nor fear to win the day,
Though death and hell obstruct the way.

167. The Offices of Christ. From several Scriptures. L. M.

JOIN all the names of love and pow'r

That ever men or angels bore,

All are too mean to speak his worth,

Or set Immanuel's glory forth.

But O what condescending ways,
He takes to teach his heav'nly grace!
My eyes with joy and wonder see
What forms of love he bears to me.
The "Angel of the cov'nant" stands,
With his commission in his hands,
Sent from his Father's milder throne,
To make his great salvation known.
Great Prophet, let me bless thy name;
By thee the joyful tidings came
Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiv❜n,
Of hell subdu'd, and peace with heav'n
My bright Example and my Guide,
I would be walking near thy side;
O let me never run astray,
Nor follow the forbidden way!

I love my Shepherd, he shall keep
My wand'ring soul amongst his sheep;
He feeds his flock, he calls their names,
And in his bosom bears the lambs.
My Surety undertakes my cause,
Answ'ring his Father's broken laws;
Behold my soul at freedom set,
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.
Jesus my great High Priest, has dy'd,
I seek no sacrifice beside;

His blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
My Advocate appears on high,
The Father lays his thunder by;

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