2 O LORD, how faithlefs is my heart,, How apt to turn afide;

And wander in its own deceits,
Of reafoning and pride!

3 Yet, dearest Saviour, love me ftill,
The poorest, and the worft;
For well I know where fin abounds,,
Thy grace abounds the moft.

4 Yet let me not thy grace abufe,
And fin becaufe thou'rt good;
But let thy love fill me with fhame,
That I thy love withstood..

5 Saviour of finners, now do this Let me not turn away

From thy dear crofs and bleeding wounds,,
But bind me there to stay !

6 On me, my King, exert thy pow'r,
Make old things pass away;

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Create all new, and draw me ftill,
Still nearer ev'ry day..

I thank and praise thee, deareft LORD2,

For all that thou haft dene;

O take me to thee as I am,.

For thy redeemed one.

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HYMN 87.

ISCIPLES of CHRIST,
Ye friends of the Lamb;

Attend, and affift

In finging his fame:
Eternal thanksgiving · ·
The faithful fhou'd pay,
The living, the living,
As we do this day.
2 A body of clay
He humbly put on,
And then took away
The fin we had done
And in it endured.
The wrath to us due,
The curfe we incurred,
Our stripes and our wo.

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Not only he dy❜d,

But alfo arofe;

Laid weakness afide,

And trod on his foes,
(Sin, death and the devil,)
He triumphed o'er,
And every evil

Dominion and pow'r.

4 O merciful Lamb,

Who fit'ft on the throne,

We bow at thy name,

We count thee alone

Deferving our bleffing;
And bleffing we'll give,
Without ever ceafing,
So long as we live.

HYMN 88. REJOICING IN HOPE,

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MY Saviour, my almighty friend,
When I begin to praise;
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace?

2 Thou art my everlasting truft,
Thy goodness I adore!

Send down thy grace, O bleffed LORD, That I may love thee more.

3 My feet fhall travel all the length Of the celeftial road;

And march with courage in thy ftrength, To fee the LORD my GOD.

4 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vict'ries of my King!

My fout redeem'd from fin and hell,
Shall thy falvation fing.

5 My tongue fhall all the day proclaim My Saviour, and my GOD;

His death hath brought my foes to fhame, And drown'd them in his blood.

6 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs,
With this delightful fong

I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the feafon long.

HYMN 89.

TRUE FAITH.

I Love, thou bottomlefs abyfs !
My fins are swallow'd up in thee
Cover'd is my unrighteousness,

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From condemnation I am free
Whilft JESU's blood thro' earth and skies,,
Mercy, free boundless mercy! cries..

2 With faith I plunge me in that fea
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest?
Hither, when hell affaults, I flee:
'I look into my Saviour's breast.
Away, fad doubts and anxious fear,
Mercy is all that's written there..

3 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head, Tho' ftrength, and health, and friends

be gone;

Tho' joys be wither'd all and dead,
Tho' ev'ry comfort be withdrawn::
Stedfaft on this my foul relies,
Father, thy mercy never dies!

4 Fixt on this ground wou'd remain,.
Tho' my heart fail, and flesh decay
This anchor fhall my foul fuftain, i
When earth's foundations melt away:
Mercy's full pow'r I then fhall prove,
Lov'd with an everlafting love...

HYMN CO.

FOR THE SPIRIT OF ADOPTION.

I FATHER, (if thou my Father art)

Send forth the Spirit of thy Son; Breathe him into my panting heart, And make me know as I am known. Make me thy conscious child, that I May Father, Abba, Father, cry! 2 O that the Comforter wou'd come, Nor vifit as a tranfient gueft; But fix in me his conftant home,

And keep poffeffion of my breaft And make my foucis lov'd abode, The temple of th' in-dwelling God! 3 Come, holy Ghoft, my foul infpire, Atteft that I am born again; Come and baptize me, LORD, with fire, Nor let thy former gifts be vain: O grant, the fenfe of fin forgiv'n, O grant the earnest of my heav'n.

40 give th' indifputable feal,

That afcertains the kingdom mine!
That pow'rful tamp I long to feel,
The fignature of love divine:
Ohed it in my heart abroad,
Eulness of love, of heav'n, of GOD!

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