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2 Though we underwent for Thee
Perils of the land and sea;
Though we cast our lives away,
Dying for Thee day by day;
Boast we never of our own:
Grace and strength are Thine alone.

3 Native cumberers of the ground,
All our fruit from Thee is found:
Grafted in Thine olive, Lord,
New-begotten by Thy word,
All we have is Thine alone:
Life and power are not our own.
4 And when Thy returning voice
Calls Thy faithful to rejoice—
When the countless throng to Thee
Cast their crown of victory,
We will sing before the throne,
Thine the glory, not our own!"

"In that day there shall be a fountain opened to the house of David, and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem, for sin and for uncleanness."

THERE is a fountain filled with blood

Drawn from Emmanuel's veins;

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see

That fountain in his day;

And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.

3 Dear dying Lamb! Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,

Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing Thy power to save,

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.

6 Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared,
Unworthy though I be,

For me a blood-bought free reward,
A golden harp for me;

7 "Tis strung, and tuned for endless years,
And formed by power divine,

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To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but Thine.

Tune-Mila, 201.

"By His own blood He entered in once into the holy place."

OT all the blood of beasts

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On Jewish altars slain,

Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.

But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;

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'God be merciful unto us, and bless us, and cause His face to shine upon us.”

LORD, turn not Thy face away
From them that lowly lie,

Lamenting sore their sinful life
With tears and bitter cry.

2 Thy mercy-gates are open wide
To them that mourn their sin;
O shut them not against us, Lord,
But let us enter in.

3 We need not to confess our fault,
For surely Thou canst tell;

What we have done, and what we are,
Thou knowest very well;

4 Wherefore, to beg and to entreat, With tears we come to Thee, As children that have done amiss Shall at their father's knee.

5 And need we then, O Lord, repeat The blessing which we crave,

When Thou dost know, before we speak, The thing that we would have?

6 Mercy, O Lord, mercy we ask,
This is the total sum;

For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer—
O let Thy mercy come !

Tune-Luther's Hymn, 357. 8,7,8,7,8,8,7

"Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee, O Lord."

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FROM depths of woe I raise to Thee

The voice of lamentation;

Lord, turn a gracious ear to me,

And hear my supplication: If Thou shouldst be extreme to mark Each secret sin and misdeed dark,

Oh! who could stand before Thee?

2 To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth; Our works, alas! are all in vain, In much the best life faileth: No man can glory in Thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy.

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"I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them an heart of flesh."

1 FOR a heart to praise my God,

A heart from sin set free!

A heart that always feels Thy blood,
So freely shed for me!

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone:

3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean;
Which neither death nor life can part
From Him that dwells within:

4 A heart in every thought renewed,

And full of love divine;

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good-
A copy, Lord, of thine!

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;

Write Thy new name upon my heart— Thy new, best name of Love.

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ARK, my soul! it is the Lord; 'Tis thy Saviour, hear His word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee: 'Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?

2 " I delivered thee when bound;
And, when bleeding, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right;
Turned thy darkness into light.

3" Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes! she may forgetful be;
Yet will I remember thee.
"Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.

5" Thou shalt see My glory soon,

When the work of grace is done;
Partner of My throne shalt be:
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?"-

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint
That my love is cold and faint;
Yet I love Thee and adore-
O for grace to love Thee more!