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& I view the Lamb in his own light, 13 Sure never till my latest breath Whom angels dimly see:
| Can I forget that look ; And gaze, transported at the sight, It seem'd to charge me with his death, To all eternity.
1 Tho' not a word he spoke. 288. T. 90.
14 My conscience felt, and own'd the O CAN it be that I should gain
I guilt, An int'rest in the Saviour's blood ?
12 | And plung'd me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood bad spilt,
And help'd to nail him there.
And Amazing love! how can it be, 15 Alas! I knew not what I did; That Jesus deign’d to die for me? But now my tears are vain ; 2 Tis mystry all: my Maker dies! Where shall my trembling soul be hid?
Who can explore his vast design? | For I the Lord have slain.
To sound the depths of love divine; “I freely all forgive;
I die, that thou may'st live. 3 He left his Father's throne above, 17 Thus, while his death my sin displays So free, so infinite his grace!
In all its blackest hue, Compellid by everlasting love, |(Such is the mystery of grace)
He bled for Adam's helpless race ; l' It seals my pardon too. 'Tis mercy all, immense and free, I know that Jesus saved me.
8 With pleasing grief and mournfuljoy,
My spirit now is fillid, 4 Long my imprison'd spirit lay That I should such a life destroy,
Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Yet live by him I kill'd. His eyes diffus'd a quick’ning ray, l' woke, the dungeon flam'd with
290. T. 582. light,
NOT all the blood of beasts My chains fell off immediately,
On Jewish altars slain, I rose, went forth, my heart was free. Could give the guilty conscience peace, 5 No condemnation now I dread. Or wash away the stain.
Jesus, and all in him, is mine: 2 Christ, the true Paschal Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand, 289. T. 14.
And there confess my sin. IN evil long I took delight, 4 Lord, I look back to see Unaw'd by shame or fear,
The burdens thou didst bear, Till a new object struck my sight, When hanging on the shameful tree;
And stopp'd my wild career. And know my guilt was there. 2 I saw One hanging on a tree, 15 Believing we rejoice In agonies and blood,
Our curse he did remove; Who fix'd his languid eyes on me, Webless the Lamb with cheerful voice, As near his cross I stood.
And sing his bleeding love.
291. T. 151.
13 I'll never cease repeating HOW lost was my condition,
| My numberless complaints, Till Jesus made me whole!
But ever be intreating There is but one Physician
| Thee, glorious King of saints, Can cure a sin-sick soul!
To form me in thine image,
And fill my soul with love,
Till I to thee my homage
Pay with the saints above. His wondrous pow'r to save. 2 A dying, risen, Jesus,
294. T. 22. Seen by the eye of faith,
The one thing needful, that good part, At once from danger frees us,
Which Mary chose with all her heart, And saves the soul from death: I would pursue with heart and mind, Come then, to this Physician, And seek unweary'd till I find. His help he'll freely give,
2 Hidden in Christ the treasure lies, He makes no hard condition,
That goodly pearl of so great price; 'Tis only—look and live.
No other way but Christ there is 292. T. 96.
To endless happiness and bliss. O Thou, who pardon canst impart,
3 But Oh, I'm blind and ignorant, Thy pard’ning grace I wish to feel : Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, I want, Give life unto my lifeless heart. To guide me in the narrow road
And my diseases kindly heal: That leads to happiness and God. Hear, Jesus, hear my feeble moan, 4 My mind enlighten with thy light, And me as thine in mercy own. That I may understand aright 2 Vain are all other helps beside,
The glorious gospel-mystery, Such favours only from thee flow;
Which shows the wayto heav'n and thee. Other physicians have I try'd, . 5 O Jesus Christ, my Lord and God, · Yet only worse and worse I grow : Who hast redeem'd me by thy blood ; Give me by faith on thee to lean, By faith unite my heart to thee, And say unto me: “ Be thou clean." That we may never parted be. .. 293. T. 151.
295.* T. 58. My Lord, how great the favor, THE more forgiveness thou dost deign That I a sinner poor,
t' afford, Can, thro' thy blood's sweet savor, The more thou art belov'd, most graApproach thy mercy-door !
cious Lord: : And find an open passage
We are all great sinners, before thee, Unto the throne of grace,
Saviour, Then wait the welcome message O therefore grant to us the grace and That bids me go in peace.
To love thee much. 2 In my forlorn condition,
2 How 'merciful art thou, O God of Who else could give me aid ?
love! Where could I meet compassion, How doth each needy soul thy comBut in the church's Head ?
forts prove! In mercy, O receive me,
Who to thee can render due compenThou God, who hearest pray'r !
sation? From ev'ry evil save me,
In heav'n and earth thy mercy and Dispel each needless fear.
compassion Unequalld are !
296. T. 14.
12 A sinner on mere mercy cast, Thou, Lord, must for thy sake forgive,| Thy mercy I embrace, It cannot be for mine;
And gladly own from first to last, My pow's, the pardon to receive, That I am sav'd by grace.
My faith, is all divine :
XVII. Of the Surrender of the Heart to Jesus.
Have sav'd and rescu'd me;
And how thy cleansing blood, UNTO the Lamb of God, Apply'd unto my heart by faith, Who to retrieve my loss,
| Hath brought me nigh to God: Became a man and dy'a for me,
6 I in the dust adore, Upon th' accursed cross;
Amaz'd at grace so free, Unto the Prince of Life,
Bestow'd on such a wretched worm, Who felt such racking pain,
And ask, “ How can it be, While he the vengeance due to me
That sinners base and vile Did willingly sustain :
Should be so greatly lov'd,. 2 To him I wholly give
Who cost thee so much pain and grief, Myself this day anew,
And so ungrateful prov'd ?” As his reward so dearly gain'd,
17 Me thy all-seeing eye . His spoil and purchase due; . Hath kept with watchful care; That with me he may do
Thy great compassion never faild, What's pleasing in his sight,
Thou heardst my needy pray'r ; And from me take whate'er him grieves,
This makes me firmly trust Whate'er he sees not right,
That thou wilt guide me still, 3 How very weak I am,
And guard me safe throughout the way My Saviour well can see,
| That leads to Zion's Hill. And how exceeding short I fall,
18 Dear Saviour, I resign Of what I ought to be:
Mv worthless heart to thee; Compassionate High-Priest,
And whether cheerful or distress'd, To thee I must appeal;
Thine, thine alone I'll be ; My numberless infirmities
My only aim is this O kindly haste to heal !
(O may I it falfil!) 4 In thy most precious blood, Thee to exalt with all my strength,
Which from thy open'd veins, And do thy holy will."
298. * T. 22. It is thy daily care,
JO GOD of mercy, grace and love! Thy helpless sheep to feed; Thy yearning bowels did thee move, To purify their spotted souls, To call me from death's gloomy night And gently them to lead.
Into thy own amazing light. 5 Redeemer of my soul!
12 I once was wholly dead in sin, Whene'er thereon I think,
Wholly corrupt and spoild within, How thy compassion, love and grace, The carnal mind still bore the sway,
From sin and hell's dark brink. And hurry'd me a slave away.
3 It caus'd thee pain, O Son of God, 3 Jesus cur'd my soul's infection To see the purchase of thy blood By his spif"rings, stripes and wounds: So deeply sunk in misery;
From his death and resurrection, And 'twas thy aim to set me free. | Life and pow'r to me redounds;
jI by virtue of his merit 4 Thou drewest me with cords of love, lo
e. Once shall heav'nly joys inherit, Till thou at last didst conqu’ror prove; And ev'n here a foretaste have, Till sin's strong pow'r thou hadst supol of that world beyond the grave.
prest, And till my weary soul had rest. 14 Jesus yields me delectation ;
| When I'm weak he strengthens me, 5 Now, thro' thy wounds my soul hath Sweetens all my tribulation, found
And supports me constantly:
Are the cause of my salvation ;
Therefore Christ shall ne'er depart, 6 I thee adure, my gracious King From my sight and from my heart, And joyful Hallelujahs sing, My eyes with grateful tears o'erflow, po
15 O! I'm lost in deepest wonder,
| To think he shall soon appear For all the mercies thou dost show.
To receive me gladly yonder, 7 Faithful to thee I now engage | And wipe off my ev'ry tear : To be throughout my pilgrimage; Then my grateful songs and praises Accept my life and soul, my King, Shall resound in heav'nly places; Pledg’d to thy service these I bring. Here by faith to him I'll cleave, 8 Nature's reluctance over-rule,
Jesus will I never leave.
300.* T. 22. Not mine, but thy blest will to do.
(WE pray thee, wounded Lambof God! 9 Thus by thy pow'r I here shall be
Cleanse us in thy atoning blood!
Grant us by faith to view thy cross, Till I shall live with him above.
12 Take our poor hearts, and let them be 299.* T. 168.
For ever clos'd to all but thee ! O! AT last I've found my Saviour Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear
Who laid down his life for me: That pledge of love for ever there, He (O undeserved favor)
3 What are our works but sin & death, Own'd me as his property:
Till thou thy quick’ning Spirit breathe! Conscious of my imperfection,
Until we strength from thee derive, I'll rely on his direction :
And in communion with thee live. I will nothing know beside Jesus and him crucify’d.
4. Ah, Lord! enlargeourscanty thought, 2 Others may seek satisfaction
Toknow the wondersthou hastwroughts In this poor world's vanity;
Unloose our stamm’ring tongues to tell Meanwhile shall my heart's affection
Thy love immense, unsearchable. On my Saviour fixed be,
5 First-born of many brethren thou ! On his meritorious sufl'ring
To thee both earth and heav'n must And sin-expiating off'ring?
bow ; To the world I bid adieu,
Help us to thee our all to give, Christ alone I have in view.
Thine may we die, thine may we live! 301. T. 580. Oh, when shall all my wand'rings end, DIDST thou, Lord Jesus, me incline,
e. And all my wishes to thee tend ! When I was lost and dead in sin,
14 Is there a thing beneath the sun, To hear thy quick’ning voice?
That strives with thee my heart to Have I obtained in thy blood
share? Redemption,and found peacewithGod? Ah! tear it thence, and be alone And do I in thy name rejoice?
The spring of ev'ry motion there: 2 O yes, I feel I am forgiv'n,
Then shall my heart from earth be free, A foretaste I enjoy of heav'n
When it hath found repose in thee. Thy Spirit witness bears;
303. T. 106. By faith thy righteousness is mine, I'm well-assur'd that I am thine,
TAKE, Lord, all self from me, that I My soul no condemnation fears.
No more, but Christ in me may live! 3 Yet 'fore thee, Jesus, I must own,
My vile affections crucify,
Let not one darling lust survive : I have not this salvation known
O may my heart to thee aspire, By tracing legal ways;
And nought on earth but thee desire. No!'twas rhy pow'r rais'd me from sin, Thou didst the saving work begin;
'12 Dear Lord, thy sov'reign aid impart, Thine be the glory, thine the praise,
To save me from low-thoughted care;
To banish self-will from my heart, · 4 May I be faithful to thy call,
From all its latent mazes there; Surrender unto thee my all,
And grant, that I may never move Myself to thee resign; When dangers threaten'me around,
From the blest footsteps of thy love. Invincible may I be found,
13 Each moment draw from earth away And never from thy will decline.
| My heart, that humbly waits thy call:
Speak to my inmost soul and say, 5 Me with thy gladd’ning oil anoint; The destin'd path thou dost appoint
ht; "lam thy life, thy God, thy ali !"
Thy love to taste, thy voice to hear, Gladly I then shall tread; Bedew me with a genial show'r,
| Thy pow'r to prove, is all my pray’r. Into my heart thy influence pour, And me with heav'nly manna feed.
304. T. 9o.
JESUS, thy light again I view, 302.* T. 106.
Again thy loving-kindness prove, O God!whoselove(immense in height, And all within me pants anew
In depth unfathom’d) no man knows; T' enjoy thy all reviving love: Grant unto me thy saving light, Again my thoughts to thee aspire, Inly I sigh for thy repose:
Unto thy name is my desire, My heart is pain’d, nor can it be 12 But O! what offring shall I give At rest, till it finds rest in thee,
To thee, the Lord of earth and skies? 2 Thy gracious call invites me still, My soul and body now receive
How light thy burden is, to prove; A holy, living sacrifice; Yet I'm unsteady; tho' my will 'Tis all I have to offer thee;
Be fix'd, yet wide my passions rove; O take me as thy property. .. Great hindrances obstruct the way, 3 O may I never from thee stray, I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. Or be again subdu'd by sin ; 3 Mere mercy'tis,that thou hast brought Guide me, my life, my truth, my way,
My soul to seek its peace in thee; Thy blood preserve mygarmentclean, Yet while I seek, but find thee not, Jo let thy blood and righteousness
Al rest my wand'ring mind can't be ;! My beanty be, my glorious dress.