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Hast thou nay sins forgiven,
Strive I great comforts to obtain, Then leaving things behind, Instead of joy, I've nought but pain, May I press on to heaven,
3 But when He shows me how I rove, And bear the prize in mind.
Andcourt my neighbor's praiseandlove, 3. Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake me,
How self-will raises discontent
Against my Saviour's government;
4 How soon, when Satan tempts, I start, Anew, just as I am;
Pass by convictions in my heart,
Let my first love and zeal abate,
5 And at the same time lets me feel, Give way to anxious fears.
That he hath patience with me still:
I stand asham'd before his face,
All that might an obstruction prove
And turn my heart from thee aside;
7 Complete thy work,my gracious King, The objects of thy love and care.
My heart into subjection bring;
Destroy, I pray, the carnal mind,
And make me quite to thee resign'd.
May I count all for thee but loss:
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FROM my own works at last I cease,,
For God alone can give me peace; Warm thou my heart, dispel my fears, Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, And speak the tempest to a
calm : Of my own sirength I must despair, Remove the maladies of sin,
2 Lord, I despair myself to heal,
I see my sin, but cannot feel
, My unbelief, the source of woe.
Until my pilgrimage be o’er. Thou only canst good gifts impart,
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My Light, my Life, my Lord, my All; are all efforts made to trace I wait, O Lord, to hear thee say, The way to life and happiness,
“My blood hath wash'd thy sins away." Before 'tis on our minds imprest, That Jesus is our only rest!
5 Speak,gracious Lord, my sicknesscure, Make
infected nature pure; 2 By my own strength I can't procure Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, True rest, nor even feel I'm poor ; And give thyself unto my heart
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4677. F. 22. O JESUS, could I always keep LORD Jesus, my most faithful Friend,
My eye on thee, the living way,
Thy aid unto thy child extend
In each temptation's trying hour,
2 That spark enkindled in my heart
Remain unquench'd, tho' all ihe art 2 O that I never might forget, Of sin and Satan be cumbin'd
What thou hast suffer'd for my sake, Tomake me leave my matchless Friend. To save my soul, and make me meet Once of thy glory to partake:
3 O let thy Spirit stay with me,
To O might I oft in spirit see
groan and speak my wants to thee; How thou wast crucify'd for me.
Still let him show my ev'ry need,
And that in thee I'm help'd indeed. 3 But, gracious Lord, when I reflect
How oft I've turnd my eye from thee; 4 Thy faithfulness I oft have prov'd, How treated thee with cold neglect,
In countless trials quite unmov'd ;And listen’d to the enemy;
Thy grace alone can me preserve, And yet to find thee still the same,
frail heart from thee would This fills
soul with humble shame. 4 Astonish'd at thy feet I fall, Thy love exceeds my highest thought;
T. 14 Henceforth be thou my All in all, Thou who with blood my soul hast GRACIOUS Redeemer, Lamb of bought :
God, May I henceforth more faithful
I thirst alone for thee,
prove, And ne'er forget thy dying love.
I long t' enjoy thy saving grace,
And taste thy mercy free.
This is the total sum:
O let thy mercy come! My wand'ring spirit findeth rest
3 Search me, O God,and know my heart, Thro' Jesus' pard’ning grace ;
Try me, and know each thought; Then I by faith can call him mine,
On me look down in mercy, Lord, My needy soul doth then incline
Whow thou with blood hast bought. To be in Mary's happy place.
4. My faithless heart, O gracious Lord, 2 My pray'r is : “ Jesus, let me hear
Correct with gentle hand;
Alone I cannot stand.
Life but a burden is; 3 A single eye, a faithful heart,
Nought else can satisfaction give, Dear Jesus, to thy child impart,
Experience shows me this. In ev'ry trying hour;
6 Haste then, O Lord, to thee I pray: Reason's tormenting thoughts prevent, Impart to me thy grace, Ştill keep my eye on thee intent, That when this life is fled away. Tillsight my faith & hope o'erpow'rol In heav'n I may have place.
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But Jesus is my stay,
2 For ever he abides the same,
Tho' I to change am prone;
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The more I know the misery,
The pride and treach'ry of my heart,
By which I cause my Saviour smart.
2 Long this was from my sightconceald In darkness stray'd from thee;
Till by the Spirit's light reveald,
Which shows God's love and Jesus
And fills my troubled heart with peace.
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WHATE’ER I am, whate'er I do,
heart preserve ;
That ev'n the grace which thou to-day
If not renewd to-morrow might be
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THE worst of evils we can name
Is an unfaithful heart;
May none of us to our dear Lord
Thereby cause pungent smart;
Our souls from him astray;
For he the needful strength imparts 2 Reality and solid ground,
To walk the narrow way:
FEAR not, without reserve disclose
Your case the Lord your Healer knows,
His blood can wash you clean;
There is a balna in Gilead,
478. To cure the sin-sick soul; None e'er to Christ for refuge filed
O LAMB of God for sinners slain, But was by him made whole,
Our souls from mis'ry to regain,
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The mercies which thou freely dost
dispense, THOUGH by nature I'm defiled,
And look to thee with filial confidence ! Jesus' blood hath made me clean; He my sin-sick soul hath healed,
479. And whate'er doth still remain Of my former sad condition,
LORD, shouldst thou be induced He alleviates when I cry,
To ask, how we have used
With us, we durst not venture : Thou wilt work a thorough care. To plead: our faults are numberless,
480.* T. 58. THE Lamb of God, who saves us THIS yields true joy and pleasure by his death,
To Christ, when with one voice Is made unto us holiness by faith; His people in their measure None besides availeth, since our Creator Exalt his sacrifice, Became a man, assuming our frail nature and praise him for the wounds which
To ransom us. he 2 To Jesus Christ is due eternal praise,
Receiv'd for our redemption
We witness here below, Ănd bitter death! And gladly make confession, 3 If we in Jesus' saving name believe,
Resolv'd nought else to know.
His righteousness should gain.
With God, but this alone;
And grow in grace. Because for us he dy'd.
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On his labors, sorrows, cares,
On his tears, and fervent pray'rs;
Are all meritorious;
6 Then thro' his enabling grace,
We with joy can run our race,
While we him in mem'ry bear,
Who was tempted as we are,
7 Yea, 'midst failings numberless, Cleansed and sanctify'd by thee,
We rejoice that we are his;
And if we his word obey,
Each of us may cleanse his way.
8. Thoʻthe outward mark and scar
Of the fall doth still appear,
Yet we're freed from sin's hard yoke,
Since our bonds and chains he broke. 5 Whatever honours thee our Lord, What's called virtue in thy word,
9 Mighty God, we humbly pray: is honest, lovely; pure and just,
Carry thy victorious sway
In the flesh to such a length,
That we gain thy godlike strength. Keep.as from ev'ry harm secure;
10 Grant that all of us may prove,
That our treasure is in-heava.
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How can a sinner here below
Be pleasing unto God?
Unlike to Jesus' mind,
More like his Lord to be;
Tho' with conviction still he grants,
4 Oft as in spirit Christ he views Us thereby to sanctify:
This is his humble cry,
Which he continually renews
“ As thou wast, О were I !"