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Guatly reclin'd on Jesus' breast,
hry latest breath shall bless his name. 6. T'hen my unfetter'd soul shall rise,
Aurd soar above yon starry spheres,
P. M. 305.
Welcome to this heart of mine;
Thro' eternal ages thine.
Earth and hell will disappear;
Shout, Ó Zion!
Our sin how deep it stains! And satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains. · But there's a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word, “ Ho, ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord.”
And runs to this relief,
Oh! help my unbelief.
Here let me wash my spotted soul,
From crimes of deepest dye.
My reigning sins subdue,
With all his hellish crew.
On thy kind arms I fall:
C. M. 307.
Old things passed away. 2 Cor. v. 17. 1 LET carnal minds the world pursue, Once, I admir'd its trifles too,
But grace has set me free.
No more content afford;
Now I have seen the Lord.
The stars are all conceal'd;
When Jesus is reveal'l.
1 bid them all depart;
Have fix'd my roving heart.
And wholly live to thee;
A worthless worm like me!
L. M. "O GOD, to whom in flesh revealid,
The helpless all for camer
The sick to be reliev'd and heal'd,
And found salvation in thy name. 8 With publicans and harlots 1,
In these thy Spirit's gospel days,
And humbly sue for saving grace.
Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor; Weary I come to thee for rest,
And sick of sin implore a cure. 4 My sin's incurable disease,
Thou, Jesus, thou alone canst heal; Inspire me with thy power and peace,
And pardon on my conscience seal. 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee,
Can turn my heart and make it clean; Purge the foul inbred leprosy,
And save me from my bosom-sin. 6 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe,
Thou canst the saving grace impart;
And stamp thine image on my heart. 7 My heart, which now to thee I raise,
I know thou canst this moment cleanse; The deepest stains of sin efface,
And drive the evil spirit hence. 8 Be it according to thy word! Accomplish
now thy work in me; Ind let my soul, to health restor’d,
Devote its little all to thee!
L, M. 309.
The sinner trusting in God. · WHAT mean these jealousies and fears!
Or lov'd to see us drench'd in tears,
Or sink with sorrow to the grave.
Or rules he by an iron rod?
Is he a tyrant, or a God?
So much his tender bowels grieve,
That he's unwilling to forgive. 4 What though our crimes are black as night
Or glowing like the crimson morn,
As snow through the pure ether borne, 5 Lord, 'tis amazing grace we own,
And well may rebel worms surprise;
A most amazing sacrifice?
“No humble penitent shall die;'
L. M. 310.
Parting with carnal joys. 1 SEND the joys of earth away;
Away, ye tempters of the mind,
And empty as the whistling wind.
Down to the gulf of black despair,
Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warned me of that dark abyss,
4 Now to the shining realms above
I stretch my hands and glance mine eyes; () for the pinions of a dove
To bear me to the upper skies;
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;
last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul.
(296.) L. M. By various maxims, forms, and rules, That pass
for wisdom in the schools, I strove my passions to restrain;
But all my efforts prov'd in vain.
My rules are all reduced to one:
This strength supplies and motives too. 3 I see him lead a suff’ring life,
Patient amidst reproach and strife;
To bear and suffer for his sake. '4. Upon the cross I see him bleed,
And by the sight from fear am freed.
And quickens heav'nly life within. 5 To look to Jesus as he rose,
Confirms my hope, disarms my foes.
By pointing to my Saviour's tomb. 6 I see him look with pity down,
And hold in view the conqʼror's crown.
My soul revives, and asks no more. 7 By faith I see the hour at hand, When in his presence I shall stand,