560. A Prayer for Seriousness. Psalm xxxix. 4, 5. (P.M.) 1 HOU God of glorious majesty! To thee, against myself, to thee- A half awaken'd child of man, 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, A point of time, a moment's space, 3 O God, mine inmost soul convert, Give me to feel their solemn weight, 4 Before me place, in dread array, 5 Be this my one great business here, 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 561. Sinners called to Repentance. Acts xvii. 30. (C. M.) 1 REPENT, the voice celestial cries, Nor longer dare delay: The wretch that scorns the mandate, dies, 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God His heralds are dispatch'd abroad, 3 The summons reach through all the earth; 4 Together in his presence bow, 5 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 6 Amazing love, that yet will call, Our hearts subdu'd by goodness, fall, 562. The contrite Heart. Isaiah lvii. 15. (C. M.) 1 THE 1 THE Lord will happiness divine 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, If ought is felt, 'tis only pain, 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd 4 My best desires are faint, and few, 5 Thy saints are comforted, I know, 60 make this heart rejoice, or ache; And if it be not broken, break, 563. 1 The Penitent pardoned. (L. M.) GUILTY, and vile, before my God, I dread the vengeance of thy rod; My sins, like lofty mountains grown, Might justly bring thy vengeance down. 2 Thy justice dreadful glory claims, And bids me sink to endless flames; And while I hear thy thunders roar, I own thy justice, and adore. 3 But there's a throne of grace above, Where Jesus sits, and rules by love: He'll send his grace and mercy down, And all his grace with glory crown. 4 Jesus, to thee alone I fly; 5 Thy tender heart will sure forgive, For all that come, his grace is free, 564. 1 Penitence and Prayer. (P.M.) E troubled seas of earthly joy, To higher bliss would I aspire, 2 To Satan's yoke I bid adieu, 3 'Tis true my sins have risen high, Thou shouldst thy favour give: Let Jesu's image in me shine; 5 May I pass thro' this vale of tears, With stedfast faith and watchful fears, And holy caution blest : And when my warfare here is past, 565. 1 OH The Stony Heart. (L.M.) H! for a glance of heavenly day, To take this stubborn stone away; And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake; The seas can roar; the mountains shake; Of feeling all things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, Dear Lord, an adamant would melt: But I can read each moving line, And nothing move this heart of mine. |