No, my God, I cannot doubt
Thy mercy is for me:
Let me then obtain the grace,
And be of paradise possest:
Jesus, Master, seal niy peace,
And take me to thy breast!
3 Worldly good I do not want:
Be that to others given:
Only for thy love I pant;
My all in earth or heaven;
This the crown I fain would seize,
The good wherewith I would be blest:
Jesus, Master, scal my peace,
And take me to thy breast!
4 This delight I fain would prove,
And then resign my breath,
Join the happy few whose love
Was miglitier than death!
Let it not my Lord displease,
That I would die to be thy guest!
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast!
Parvus-p. 52.] HYMN 25. L. M.
THOU, who once they flock'd to hear!
Thy words to hear, thy pow'r to feel:
Suffer the sinners to draw near,
And graciously receive us still.
2 They that be whole, thyself hast said,
No need of a physician have;
But I am sick, and want thine aid,
And wait thine utmost pow'r to save. 3 Thy pow'r and truth, and love divine, The same from age to age endure:
A word, a gracious word of thine,
The most invet'rate piague can cure.
4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies,
And long hath languish'd at the pool,
A word of thine shall make it rise,
And speak me in a moment whole.
5 Eighteen, or eight-and-thirty years,
Or thousands, are alike to thee:
Soon as thy loving grace appears,
My plague is gone; my heart is free,
6 Make this the acceptable hour!
Come, O my soul's Physician, thou!
Display thy sanctifying pow'r,
And show me thy salvation now.
New Sabbath-p. 78.] HYMN 26. L. M.
MY sufferings all to thee are known,
Tempted in every point like me?
Regard my grief, regard thy own;
Jesus, remember Calvary!
? O call to mind thy earnest prayers!
Thy agony and sweat of blood!
Thy strong and bitter cries and tears!
Thy mortal groan, "My God! my God!"
3 For whom didst thou the cross endure?
Who nail'd thy body to the tree?
Did not thy death my life procure?
O let thy bowels answer me!
4 Art thou not touch'd with human wo?
Hath pity left the Son of Man?
Dost thou not all my sorrows know,
And claim a share in all my pain?
5 Have I not heard, have I not known,
That thou, the everlasting Lord,
Whom heaven and earth their Maker own,
Art always faithful to thy word?
6 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed,
Or quench the smallest spark of grace
Till through the soul thy power is spread,
Thy all-victorious righteousness.
7 The day of small and feeble things,
I know thou never wilt despise;
I know, with healing in his wings,
The Sun of righteousness shall rise.
8 With labour faint, thou wilt not fail,
Or, wearied, give the sinner o'er,
Till in this earth thy judgments dwell,
And, born of God, I sin no more.
Devizes-p. 19.] HYMN 27. C. M.
Hour sin how deep it stains!
[CW sad our state by nature is!
And Satan binds our captive souls
Fast in his slavish chains.
2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word:
Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust a faithful Lord.
3 My soul obeys the gracious call,
And runs to this rel.ef;
I would believe thy promise, Lord!
O help my unbelief.
4 To the blest fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest dye.
5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
Into thy arms I fall;
Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus and my all.
Futaw-p. 110.] HYMN 28. 6 lines 8s.
NATHER of lights, from whom procecds
Whate'er thy every creature needs;
Whose goodness providently nigh,
Feeds the young ravens when they cry.
To thee I look, my heart prepare;
Suggest and hearken to my prayer.
2 Since, by thy light, myself I see
Naked, and poor, and void of thec:
Thine eyes must all my thoughts sui vey
Preventing what my lips would say:
Thou seest my wants, for help they call,
And ere I speak thou know'st them all.
3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind,
Wayward, and impotent, and blind;
Thou know'st how unsublu'd my will,
Averse to good, and prone to ill;
Thou know'st how wide my passions rove,
Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love.
4 Fain would I know as known by thee,
And feel the indigence I sec;
Fain would I all my vileness own,
And deep beneath the burden groan!
Abhor the pride that lurks within,
Detest and loathe myself and sin.
5 Ah, give me, Lord, myself to feel,
My total misery reveal:
Ah, give me, Lord, (I still would say,)
A heart to mourn, a heart to pray:
My business this, my only care,
My life, my every breath be
Stafford-p. 88.] HYMN 29. S. M.
Thou by thy voice, the marlle rent,
The rock in sunder cleave:
Thou, by thy two-edged sword,
My soul and spirit part;
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break my stubborn heart.
2 Saviour and Prince of peace,
The double grace bestow;
Unloose the bands of wickedness,
And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove:
Wound, and pour in my wounds to heal,
The balm of pard'ning love.
3 For thine own mercy's sake,
The hind'rance now remove:
And into thy protection take
The prisoner of thy love;
In every trying hour,
Stand by my feeble soul,
Ard screen me from my nature's power,
Till thou hast made me whole.
4 This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be;
Should let my sins this moment go.
This moment turn to thee:
O might I now embrace
Thy all-sufficient power;
And never more to sin give place,
And never grieve thee more.
Bethlehem-p. 184.] HYMN 30. 7s, 6s, & 18.
ESUS, let thy pitying eye
Call back a wand'ring sheep;
False to thee, like Peter, I
Would fain like Peter weep.
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