3 When self-accused I trembling stood,

I promised fair, as any could, But never counted on thy blood, My Savior!

4 Too soon the promise vain I proved

That sinners make, while sin is loved,

But still to thee, this heart ne'er moved, My Savior!

5 To pleasure prone, I thought it hard

From pleasure's path to be debarr'd,

Nor pleasure sought from thy regard, My Savior!

6 At length, despairing to be free, A willing slave I meant to be; "Twas then thou didst appear for My Savior!

me,

7 Thou, whom I had so long withstood, Thou didst redeem my soul with blood, And thou hast brought me nigh to God, My Savior!

8 Through storms and waves of conflict past, Thy potent arm has held me fast, And thou wilt save me to the last, My Savior!

moved and cold re - main;

Has this hard rock no

ten - der part, Shall

vain ?

2 Shall Jesus for admission sue, His soothing voice unheard? And this vile heart, his rightful due,

Remain for ever barr'd? "Tis sin, alas, with tyrant power, The lodging has possest; And crowds of traitors bar the door,

Against the heavenly guest.

3 Lord, rise in thy all-conquering grace,

Thy mighty power display; One beam of glory from thy face,

Can drive my foes away. Ye dangerous inmates, hence de

part;

Dear Savior, enter in

151. Pleasures Unseen. 1 О, could our thoughts and wishes fly,

Above these gloomy shades, To those bright worlds beyond the sky,

Which sorrow ne'er invades ! There joys, unseen by mortal eyes,

Or reason's feeble ray, In ever blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay.

2 Lord, send a beam of light divine,

To guide our upward aim! With one reviving touch of thine, Our languid hearts inflame. Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing,

Our ardent wishes rise

heart,

And keep out every sin.

pleasures spring,

Immortal in the skies