5 See where he prays, and pleads for me!
Why hear'ft thou not his pray'r?
Attend his cry, and all his fuit,
Thou God of pity hear!

6 Jefu, thou all-atoning Lamb,
Vouchsafe one gracious look;
O turn, and fee my griefs, and tears,
And note them in thy book!

7 Lord, I have, forrowing, fought thy face,
In public, and alone;
Behold me fighing by thy cross,
Saviour, behold thy Son!

8 Behold, and count me of thy flock;
And from thy facred fold,
Tranflate me to eternal courts,
Where I may thee behold.

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HYMN

XXI.-C. M.

I thirst.

I

Thirft, the holy Jefus cries,

Thirfts for his Father's peace;

Thirfts for relief, that all his pangs,
And tortures all may cease.

He thirsts that men would turn to God,
And tafte the well of life;

That all, who feel the weight of fin,
In him might end their ftrife.

3 O Lord, I thirst, and thirsty faint, Thy healing waters give;

4

5

Shew me the living ftream of blood,
That I may drink, and live.

O lead me to falvation's well,
Where I may purge my fin;
O when fhall I its virtue feel;
O when shall I be clean!

I thirst for

peace, and cry for reft,

My fore diftemper heal;

O quench my drowth with tender love,
Thy flowing ftreams reveal!

6 I long to taste the love of God,
To tafte the milk and wine;
Come Lord, and let me price-less buy,
And live the life divine!

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XXII.-L. M.

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Father, into thy hands I commend my fpirit.

THE

HE Lord is gracious, come my foul,
And humble lay thee at his feet
To him fpread open all thy griefs,
To him thy ways, thy wants commit.

Father, I give myself to thee,

Commend to thee my foul, my all; My laden spirit seeks thy rest,

And waits when thou wilt hear my

call.

3

Lift up mine eyes caft on the ground,
Uphold my feet, and raife my hands;
Direct my fight to heaven's gate,
Direct my steps to Canaan's lands.

4. I fee my fhame, and am diftrefs'd,
Have no where but to thee to fly;
To thee, whose mercies never fail,
To thee the only fuccour nigh.

5 Deny me not my fervent suit,

But let me fhare the Saviour's love; O fill the God of pity reign!

Still faithful to thy promise prove.

6 If ftill these heavy nights remain,
Yet let them end in joyful day;
Lord, work thy will; be heav'n the end,
Tho' rough, and thorny be the way.

7 Affure me of my part in thee,

My only, true, and faithful friend ; Then will I wait thy wife decree, And all I have to thee commend.

HYMN

XXIII.-C. M.

It is finifh'd.

IS done! The rocks are rent in twain ;
The temple's vail is torn!

The Saviour dies, his parting
To diftant realms is borne.

foul

a 'Tis finifh'd! The Meffiah's dead! He dies to die no more;

3

Dies, that the fouls of mortal men
To heav'n may fweetly foar.

He dies to shut the mouth of hell,
To lead the way to heav'n;
Dies, that the heavy laden foul
May afk, and be forgiv'n!

4 Jefu! I afk, O hear my pray'r!
My Saviour, God the Son;
Forgive my fin, my pardon feal,
And whilper thou, 'Tis done.

5 My drooping spirit now revive With all thy quick'ning grace; Say to me, I have thee redeem'd; 'Tis finifh'd! Go in peace.'

6 All pow'r is thine in heav'n and earth,
Speak but the gracious word;
And I fhall feel falvation flow,

And I fhall know the Lord.

7 Touch but my heart, it fhall be clean; My eyes, and I fhall fee;

Give me to feek thy lovely face,

And I fhall live to thee.

8 Send from above the Holy Ghost

Me to baptize with fire;

That all my heart, that all my thoughts

To thee may ftill afpire.

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Jefu's name our fouls we bow,
We meet in Jefu's name;

Come Holy Ghoft within us now,
Kindle the heav'nly flame!
Come with the joy the angels know
In realms of blifs above;

O come, and all our hearts prepare
To keep the feast of love!

2 Father, JEHOVAH! God and Lord, Fulness of all divine,

Defcend, and feal this little flock
To be for ever thine!

Come, let the children of the Lord

Thy peace,

and favour prove; O come, and all our hearts prepare To keep the feast of love.

3 Jefus, the Lamb, for finners flain,

The faints eternal food;

Give us thy flesh to eat to-day,
And let us drink thy blood.
Come, Prince of peace, in glory come,
All prejudice remove;

O come, and all our hearts prepare
To keep the feast of love.