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Out of the deep I cry to thee
Save, or I perish in lespair. 2 Weeping, to Thee I lift mine eyes,
Mine eyes which fail with looking up, For thee my heart laments and sighs
Sick with desire and lingering hope. 3 O that I could but surely know
If I at last shall mercy find! For what am I reserv'd below?
Tell me, thou Saviour of manknd! Let others walk with thee in light,
But bless me with one parting ray, And ere I close mine eyes in night,
Give me to see thy perfect day. 285.
(217.) C. M.
Supplication for God's grace. 1 To thee, God! my pray’r ascends,
But not for golden stores; Nor covet I the brightest gems
On the rich eastern shores: 2 Nor that deluding empty joy.
Men call a mighty name,
My restless thoughts inflame:3 Nor pleasure's fascinating charms
Mý fond desires allure:
My wishes would secure.
My best affections move;,
Thine everlasting love.
Lord, be these blessings mine!
(218.) C. M.
God the portion of the Soul.
My everlasting all!
Or on this earthly ball.
Scatters his feeble light:
Ifthou withdraw, 'tis night.
Amongst the shades I roll;
'Tis morning with my soul.
And health, and safe abode. Thanks to thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God. 5 Ifl possess’d the spacious earth,
And call'd the stars my own; Without thy mercy and thy love,
I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore; Grant me to see thy blissful face,
And I desire no more! 287.
C. M. (219.)
God the Christian's portion. i GOD, my supporter and my hope,
My help for ever near! Thine arm of mercy holds me up,
And saves me from despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness: Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, dwell before thy face
3 Were I in heav'n without my God,
Twould be no joy to me;
I long for none but thee.
And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock,
The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold, the sinners, that remove
Far from thy presence, die: Not all the idol-gods they love
Can save them, when they cry. 6 But to draw néar to thee, my God!
Shall be my sweet employ. My tongue shall sound thy works abroad
And tell the world my joy.
C. M. 1 THOU hidden God, for whom I groan,
Till thou thyself declare:
Regard a sinner's prayer.
Unpurg'd and unforgiven;
As far as hell from heaven. 3 An unregen'rate child of man,
To thee for faith I call;
And raise me from my fall. 4 The darkness which, thro’ thee, I feel,
Thou only canst remove: Thine own eternal power reveal,
The Deity of love. 5 I would not to thy foe submit: I hate the
Send forth thy pris'ner from the pit,
Nor let me cry in vain, 6 Show me the blood that bought my peace,
The cov’nant blood apply!
And all my sins shall die.
What thou for me hast done; One grain of living faith impart,
And God is all my own.
On thee I cast my care,
And know thou hear'st my prayer
Till I can all things do,
Almighty to renew.
A self-renouncing will,
The baits of pleasing ill.
To hardship, grief, and loss; Bold to take up, firm to sustain,
The consecrated cross. 3 I want a godly fear,
A quick discerning eye,
And sees the tempter ily;
And arm’d with jealous care, Fo ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer.
I want a heart to pray,
To pray and never cease; Never to murmur at thy stay
Or wish my suff'rings less.
Always to pray I want,
And never, never faint. 5 I want a true regard,
A single, steady aim,
To thee and thy great riame;
For thine immortal praise: А pure
desire that all may learn, And glorify thy grace.
C. M. Imploring Mercy. Luke xviii. 18. i LORD, at thy feet in dust I lie;
And knock at mercy's door; With humble heart and weeping eycj
Thy favour I implore.
Thiy rich, forgiving love;
This heavy load remove.
Down to the gates of hell;
Ånd all my fears dispel.
O may thy bowels move:
And thou thyself art love.
To join thy saints above; I'll shout that mercy brought me diert, And sing thy bleeding love.