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6 Let me now hear thy pard'ning voice, And make my troubled soul rejoice! Then all my pow'rs shall join to bless The LORD, my strength and righteous
352. Indwelling Sin Lamented. S. M. Behold, I am vile.-JOB xl. 4.
O LORD, how vile am I,
Unholy and unclean!
2 Is this polluted heart
A dwelling fit for thee?
Swarming, alas! in every part,
What evils do I see!
How can I dare to venture nigh
With such a load of sin?
[If I attempt to pray,
And lisp thy holy name,
My thoughts are hurried soon away,
I know not where I am.
If in thy word. I look,
Such darkness fills my mind;
I only read a sealed book,
But no relief can find.
Thy gospel oft I hear,
But hear it still in vain;
I seem to have no love, or fear,
And like a stone remain.]
Myself can hardly bear.
This wretched heart of mine;
How hateful, then, must it appear,
To those pure eyes of thine.
7 And must I, then, indeed
Sink in despair, and die?
Fain would I hope that thou did'st bleed
For such a wretch as I.
8 That blood, which thou hast spilt,
That grace, which is thine own,
Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt,
And soften hearts of stone.
Low at thy feet, I bow:
O pity and forgive:
Here will I lie, and wait till thou
Shalt bid me-rise and live.
353. Mourning under the Hiding of God's Countenance. C.M.
How long, LORD? Wilt thou hide thyself for ever ?PSALM lxxxix. 46.
REJOICE in GoD, the word commands,
And fain would I obey ;
Yet still my spirit lingering stands,
While doubts impede my way.
2 How can my soul exult for joy, Which feels this load of sin?
And how can praise my tongue employ, While darkness reigns within?
3 My soul forgets to use her wings;
My harp neglected lies,
For sin has broken all its strings,
And guilt shuts out my joys.
4 The power, the sweetness of thy voice,
Alone my heart can move;
Make me in CHRIST, my LORD, rejoice,
And melt my soul to love.
354. Pleading. 8-8-6.
Who is a GOD like unto thee, that pardoneth iniquity, and passeth by the transgression of the remnant of his heritage? he retaineth not his anger for ever, because he delighteth in mercy.-MIC. vii. 18.
O JESUS, let me bless thy name!
All sin, alas! thou know'st I am;
But thou all pity art:
Take, take away this heart of stone;
Such power belongs to thee alone:
O give the contrite heart.
2 A poor, ungrateful wretch, to thee
For help against myself I flee;
O let thy grace be giv'n;
Thou only canst my sins remove,
Fill me with holiness and love,
And fit my soul for heav'n.
3 Then let thy Spirit shed abroad The love, the wond'rous love of God,
In this cold heart of mine:
O may he now descend and rest,
And dwell for ever in my breast,
And make it wholly thine.
4 What shall I plead my suit to gain?
O LAMB OF GOD, for sinners slain,
I plead what thou hast done:
Didst thou not die the death for me?
JESU, remember Calvary,
And take me for thine own.
5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood,
My Friend, my Advocate with GOD,
My Ransom and my Peace!
Surety, who all my debt hast paid,
For all my sins atonement made,
The LORD my Righteousness!
355. Pleading the Atonement. 7s Behold, O GOD, our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed. PSALM lxxxiv. 9.
FATHER, GOD, who seest in me,
Only sin and misery,
Turn to thine anointed one,
Look on thy beloved Son;
Him for sinners bruised see;
Look through JESU's wounds on me.
2 Heav'nly Father, LORD of all,
Hear, and show thou hear'st
Bow thine ear, in mercy bow,
Smile on me a sinner now!
Now mine inmost soul convert,
Turn and break my stubborn heart.
3 LORD, I cannot let thee go,
Till a blessing thou bestow
Hear my Advocate divine,
Lo! to his my suit I join;
JESU's pleading cannot fail:
Let me now with thee prevail!
4 Turn from me thy glorious eyes
To his bloody sacrifice-
To the full atonement made,
To the utmost ransom paid:
And, if mine, thro' him thou art,
Speak thy mercy to my heart.
5 JESUS, answer from above,
Is not all thy nature love?
Pity from thine eye let fall;
Bless me while on thee I call:
Take the purchase of thy blood,
Reign within me, SON OF GOD.
356. Longing for the Heavenly Jerusalem. C.M.
He showed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from GOD, &c.-REV. xxi. 10, &c.
JERUSALEM! my happy home;
Name ever dear to me!
When shall my labours have an end
In joy, and peace, and thee?