This blood is for thy ransom paid, | To tell to all around me, I die, that thou mayst live."
His wondrous power to save.
7. Thus, while his death my sin 2. A dying, risen Jesus,
In all its blackest hue, (displays (Such is the mystery of grace,)
It seals my pardon too. 8. With pleasing grief and mourn- My Spirit now is fill'd, (ful joy, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I kill'd.
NOT all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience Or wash away the stain. (peace, 2. Christ, the true paschal Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they. 3. My faith would lay the hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4. Lord, I look back to see
The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the shameful tree;
And know my guilt was there. 5. Believing, we rejoice,
Our curse he did remove; (voice, We bless the Lamb with cheerful And sing his bleeding love.
HOW lost was my condition, Till Jesus made me whole; There is but one physician
Can cure a sin-sick soul: Nigh unto death he found me,
And snatch'd me from the grave;
Seen by the eye of faith, At once from anguish frees us, And saves the soul from death:
Come then to this physician, His help he'll freely give, He makes no hard condition, 'Tis only-look and live.
O THOU who pardon canst impart, Thy pardoning grace I long to feel; Give life unto my lifeless heart, And my diseases kindly heal: Hear, Jesus, hear my feeble moan, And me as thine in mercy own. 2. Vain are all other helps beside, Relief from thee alone can flow; Other physicians have I tried, Yet only worse and worse I grow; Give me by faith on thee to lean, And say unto me, "Be thou clean."
T. 151. MY Lord, how great the favour That I, a sinner poor, Can, thro' thy blood's sweet sa Approach thy mercy-door, And find an open passage
Unto the throne of grace: Then wait the welcome messa That bids me go in peace. 2. In my forlorn condition, Who else could give me aid? Where could I meet compassion, But in the church's Head? In mercy, O receive me,
Thou God, who hearest prayer; From every evil save me,
On thee I cast my care.
THE one thing needful, that good part (heart, Which Mary chose with all her I would pursue with heart and mind,
And seek unwearied, till I find. 2. Hidden in Christ the treasure lies, (price; That goodly pearl of so great No other way but Christ there is To endless happiness and bliss. 3. But oh, I'm blind and ignorant, Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, I want, To guide me in the narrow road That leads to happiness and God.
4. My mind enlighten with thy light,
That I may understand aright The glorious gospel-mystery, Which shows the way to heaven and thee.
5. O Jesus Christ, my Lord and God, (blood, Who hast redeem'd me with thy By faith unite my heart to thee, That we may never parted be.
T. 14. THOU, Lord, must for thy sake forgive,
It cannot be for mine;
FATHER, to thy sinful child Though thy law is reconcil'd, By thy pardoning grace I live: Daily still I cry, Forgive.
2. Though my ransom-price He paid,
Upon whom my guilt was laid, Humbly at thy mercy-seat, Full remission I entreat.
3. Lord, forgive me, day by day, Debts I cannot hope to pay, Duties I have left undone, Evils I have fail'd to shun,—
4. Trespasses in word or thought, Deeds from evil motive wrought, Cold ingratitude, distrust, Thoughts unhallow'd or unjust.
5. Pardon, Lord!-and are there those
Who my debtors are, or foes, I, who by forgiveness live, Here their trespasses forgive.
Vengeance to the Lord belongs; 6. May I feel, beneath my wrongs, Nor a worse requital dare, Than the meek revenge of prayer.
7. Much forgiven, may I learn Love for hatred to return; Then assur'd my heart shall be, Thou, my God, hast pardon'd me.
Who to retrieve my loss
Became a man, and died for me Upon the accursed cross; Unto the Prince of life,. Who felt such racking pain, While he the vengeance due to me Did willingly sustain :-
2. To him I wholly give Myself this day anew,
As his reward so dearly gain'd, His spoil and purchase due; That with me he may do What's pleasing in his sight, And from me take whate'er him grieves,
Whate'er he sees not right.
3. How very weak I am,
My Saviour well can see, And how exceeding short I fall, Of what I ought to be: Compassionate High-priest, To thee I must appeal; My numberless infirmities O kindly haste to heal.
4. In thy most precious blood, Which from thy open'd veins, To heal my soul, on Calvary flow'd, I pray wash out my stains: It is thy daily care, Thy helpless sheep to feed; To purify their spotted souls, And gently them to lead.
5. Me thy all-seeing eye
Hath kept with watchful care; Thy great compassion never fail'd, Thou heard'st my needy prayer: This makes me firmly trust
That thou wilt guide me still, And guard me safe throughout the
That leads to Zion's hill.
6. Dear Saviour, I resign
O GOD of mercy, grace, and love, Thy yearning bowels thee did move, To call me from death's gloomy night
Into thy own amazing light.
2. I once was wholly dead in sin, Wholly corrupt and spoil'd within, The carnal mind still bore the sway, And hurried me a slave away.
3. It caused thee pain, O Son of God,
To see the purchase of thy blood So deeply sunk in misery; And 't was thy aim to set me free.
4. Thou drewest me with cords of love, (prove; Till thou at last didst conqueror Till sin's strong power thou hadst suppress'd,
And giv'n my weary spirit rest.
6. I thee adore, my gracious King, | 4. Jesus yields me delectation; And joyful hallelujahs sing; My eyeswith grateful tears o'erflow, For all the mercies thou dost show. 7. Faithful to thee I now engage To be throughout my pilgrimage; Accept my life and soul, my King, Pledg'd to thy service these I bring. 8. Nature's reluctance overrule, The worldly, carnal mind control; O may I always have in view Not mine, but thy blest will to do. 9. Thus by thy power I here shall be Prepar'd for blest eternity, (love, Walk with my God, him serve and Till I shall live with him above. P. H. Molther.
When I'm weak he strengthens me, Sweetens all my tribulation, And supports me constantly: His atoning death and passion Are the cause of my salvation: Therefore Christ shall ne'er depart From my sight and from my heart. 5. Oh, I'm lost in deepest wonder, To think he shall soon appear To receive me gladly yonder, And wipe off my every tear: Then my grateful songs and praised Shall resound in heavenly places; Here by faith to him I'll cleave, Jesus will I never leave.
2. Others may seek satisfaction In this poor world's vanity; Meanwhile shall my heart's affec- On my Saviour fixed be, On his meritorious suffering And sin-expiating offering: World, for ever be thou gone, Leave but Christ and me alone.
3. Jesus cur'd my soul's infection By his soul's dire agony; From his death and resurrection Life and power redound to me: By the virtue of his merit I shall heavenly joys inherit, And e'en here a foretaste have Of that world beyond the grave.
WE pray thee, wounded Lamb of
Cleanse us in thy atoning blood; Grant us by faith to view thy cross, Then life or death is gain to us.
2. Take our poor hearts, and let
For ever clos'd to all but thee; Seal thou our breasts, and let us
That pledge of love for ever there. 3. What are our works but sin and death,
Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe;
Until we strength from thee derive, And in communion with thee live.
4. Ah, Lord, enlarge our scanty thought,
To know the wonders thou hast wrought;
Unloose our stammering tongues
Thy love immense, unsearchable.
To thee both earth and heaven O GOD, whose love (immense in Help us to thee our all to give, Thine may we die, thine may we
DIDST thou, Lord Jesus, me incline,
When I was lost and dead in sin, To hear thy quickening voice? Have I obtained in thy blood (God, Redemption, and found peace with And do I in thy name rejoice?- 2. O yes, I feel I am forgiv'n, A foretaste I enjoy of heaven, Thy Spirit witness bears; By faith thy righteousness is mine, I'm well assur'd that I am thine, My soul no condemnation fears. 3. Yet 'fore thee, Jesus, I must
I have not this salvation known By tracing legal ways; (sin, Lo, 't was thy power rais'd me from Thou didst the saving work begin; Thine be the glory, thine the praise.
4. May I be faithful to thy call, Surrender unto thee my all, Myself to thee resign; When dangers threaten me around, Invincible may I be found, And never from thy will decline.
5. Me with thy gladdening oil anoint; (point The destin'd path thou dost ap- Gladly I then shall tread : Bedew me with a genial shower, Into my heart thy influence pour, And me with heavenly manna feed. J. Wesley.
In depth unfathom'd) no man knows;
Grant unto me thy saving light, Inly I sigh for thy repose: My heart is pain'd, nor can it be At rest, till it find rest in thee. 2. Thy gracious call invites me still,
Yet I'm unsteady; tho' my will How light thy burden is, to prove; Be fix'd, yet wide my passions rove; Great hindrances obstruct the way, I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 3. Mere mercy 't is, that thou hast brought
My soul to seek its peace in thee; Yet while I seek but find thee not, At rest my spirit cannot be; Oh, when shall all my wanderings end,
And all my wishes to thee tend! 4. Is there a thing beneath the su: That strives with thee my heart
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