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.

151. Pleasures Unseen,

1 OH, 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.

152. Faith fainting.

1 ENCOMPASS'D with clouds of distress,

Just ready all hope to resign, I pant for the light of thy face,

And fear it never will be mine: Dishearten'd with waiting so long, I sink at thy feet with my load; All plaintive I pour out my song, And stretch forth my hands unto God.

2 Shine, Lord! and my terror shall cease;

The blood of atonement apply; And lead me to Jesus for peace,The rock that is higher than I: Speak, Savior! for sweet is thy voice,

Thy presence is fair to behold; Attend to my sorrows and criesMy groanings that cannot be told.

3 If sometimes I strive as I mourn, My hold of thy promise to keep, The billows more fiercely return, And plunge me again in the deep:

While harass'd and cast from thy sight,

The tempter suggests, with a

roar,"The Lord has forsaken thee quite;

Thy God will be gracious no more."

4 Yet, Lord, if thy love hath design'd

No covenant blessing for me, Ah! tell me how is it I find

Some pleasure in waiting for thee?

Almighty to rescue thou art;

Thy grace is my shield and my

tower:

Come, succor and gladden my heart,

Let this be the day of thy power.

That makes out of weakness more strong,

And draws the soul upward to
God.

3 It treads on the world and on hell;

It vanquishes death and despair; And oh let us wonder to tell,

It overcomes heaven by prayer; Permits a vile worm of the dust, With God to commune as a friend;

To hope his forgiveness as just,

And look for his love to the end

4 It says to the mountains, "Depart,"

That stand betwixt God and the soul;

It binds up the broken in heart, And makes wounded

con

sciences whole; Bids sins of a crimson-like dye Be spotless as snow, and as white; And raises the sinner on high, To dwell with the angels of light.