My spirit in holiness raise,
To fall, and to suffer no more!
5 If now I lament after God,
And gasp for a drop of thy love;
If Jesus hath bought thee with blood,
For me to receive from above;
Come, heavenly Comforter, come!
True Witness of mercy divine,
And make me thy permanent home,
And seal me eternally thine!
Kirke-p. 59.] HYMN 40. L. M.
TAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done thee such despite; Nor cast the sinner quite away,
Nor take thine everlasting flight.
2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart, And still shook off my guilty fears; And vex'd, and urg'd thee to depart, For many long rebellious years: 3 Though I have most unfaithful been, Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd! Ten thousand times thy goodness seen; Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd: 4 Yet, O! the chief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High Priest; Nor in thy righteous anger swear
To' exclude me from thy people's rest. 5 This only wo I deprecate;
This only plague I pray remove;
Nor leave me in my lost estate;
Nor curse me with this want of love.
6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release,
Upraise me with thy gracious hand,
And guide into thy perfect peace,
And bring me to the promis'd land,
Euphrates--p. 182.] HYMN 41. 7s, 6s, & 18.
O the haven of thy breast,
Son of Man, I fly!
Be my refuge and my rest,
For, O! the storm is high!
Save me from the furious blast;
A covert from the tempest be!
Hide me, Jesus, till o'erpast
The storm of sin I see.
2 Welcome as the water spring
To a dry, barren place;
O descend on me and bring
Thy sweet refreshing grace!
O'er a parch'd and weary land,
As a great rock extends its shade,
Hide me, Suvicur, with thy hand,
And screen my naked head.
3 In the time of my distress
Thou hast my succour been,
In my utter helplessness,
Restraining me from sin;
O how swiftly didst thou move
To save me in the trying hour
Still protect me with thy love,
And shield me with thy power.
4 First and last in me perform
The work thou hast begun:
Be my shelter from the storm,
My shadow from the sun:
Weary, parch'd with thirst, and faint
Till thou the' abiding Spirit breathe,
Every moment, Lord, I want,
The merit of thy death.
5 Never shall I want it less,
When thou the gift hast given,
Fill'd me with thy righteousness,
And scal'd the heir of heaven;
I shall hang upon my God,
Till I thy perfect glory see;
Till the sprinkling of thy blood
Shall speak me up to thee.
Bedford-p. 7.] HYMN 42. C. M.
THAT I could my Lord receive,
Who did the world redeem;
Who gave his life that I might live,
A life conceal'd in him!
2 O that I could the blessing prove,
My heart's extreme desire!
Live happy in my Saviour's love,
And in his arms expire!
3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace,
That, kept by mercy's power,
may from every evil cease,
And never grieve thee more.
4 Now, if thy gracious will it be,
E'en now my sins remove, And set my soul at liberty
By thy victorious love.
5 In answer to ten thousand prayers,
Thou pard'ning God, descend:
Number me with salvation's heirs,
My sins and troubles end.
6 Nothing I ask or want beside,
Of all in earth or heaven:
But let me feel thy blood applied,
And live and die forgiven.
Hotham-p. 151.] HYMN 43. 8 lines 7s.
D'Fearful soul, be strong, be bold;
ROOPING soul, shake off thy fears;
Tarry till thy Lord appears,
Never, never quit thy hold!
Murmur not at his delay,
Dare not set thy God a time:
Calmly for his coming stay,
Leave it, leave it all to him.
2 Fainting soul, be bold, be strong;
Wait the coming of thy Lord;
Though it seem to tarry long,
True and faithful is his word;
On his word my soul I cast,
(He cannot himself deny,)
Surely it shall speak at last;
It shall speak, and shall not lie.
3 Every one that seeks shall find;
Every one that asks shall have
Christ, the Saviour of mankind,.
Willing, able all to save;
shall his salvation see;
I in faith on Jesus call;
I from sin shall be set free,
Perfectly set free from all.
4 Lord, my time is in thine hand,
Weak and helpless as I am;
Surely thou canst make me stand;
I believe in Jesus' name;
Saviour in temptation thou,
Thou hast sav'd me heretoforc;
Thou from sin dost save me now;
Thou shalt save me evermore.
Abridge-p. 42.] HYMN 44. C. M.
WHY should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend and bring The tokens of thy grace.
2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints,
And seal the heirs of heaven?
When wilt thou banish my complaints,
And show my sins forgiven?
3 Assure my conscience of her part
In the Redeemer's blood:
And bear thy witness with my heart,
That I am born of God.
4 Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come;
May thy bless'd wings, celestial Dove,
Safely convey me home!
Bethel-p. 14. HYMN 45. C. M.
MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Awake, my sluggish soul!
Nothing hath half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half so dull.
2 Go to the ants; for one poor grain
See how they toil and strive!
Yet we, who have a heaven to' obtain,
How negligent we live!
3 We, for whose sake all nature stands,
And stars their courses move;
We, for whose guard the angel bands
Come flying from above.
4 We, for whom God the Son came down, And labour'd for our good,
How careless to secure that crown
He purchas'd with his blood.
5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still,
And never act our parts?
Come, holy Dove, from the' heavenly hill, And warm our frozen hearts.
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