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5 As surely as he overcame,

And triumph'd once for you
So surely you that love his name,
Shall triumph in him too.

223.7's. Allered. Gratitude for Converting Grace.

all , Saviour, art thou pacified ? How shall I thy love make known?

How abase my sin and pride ? 2 Let me sink beneath the dust,

Full of holy shame adore !
Jesus Christ, the good, the just,

Bids me go and sin no more. 3 O confirm the gracious word,

Jesus, Son of God and man,
Let me never grieve thee, Lord,

Never turn to sin again.
4 Keep my feeble, trembling heart;

Cleanse me, Lord, from every stain;
Jesus, thou my Saviour art,

Make and keep me pure within.
5 Guide me all my journey through,

Bring me to thy blest abode;
Aid me all thy will to do
Let me lose myself in God.

224. C. M. Relief Hymns. The Lord's Call to his Children. ET us adore the grace that seeks

! Attend, 'tis God the Saviour speaks,

And every word is love. 2 “Come forth,” he says, “no more pursue

The path that leads to death;
Look up, a bleeding Saviour view

Look, and be sav'd by faith.”

3 Lord, speak these words to every heart,

By thy almighty voice;
That we may all from sin depart,
And make thy ways our choice.

225. C. M. Relief Hymns.
The Weary and Heavy-laden Invited.
With guilt and fear opprest;

, Resign to ine the willing heart,

And I will give you rest.
2 Take up my yoke, and learn of me

The meek and lowly mind;
And thus your weary, troubled souls,

Repose and peace shall find.
3 For, light and gentle is my yoke;

The burden I impose
Shall ease the heart which groan'd before

Beneath a load of woes.,

226, P. M. Altered.
God Invoked.--Sinners Invited,
YOME, Lord, from above,

Overturn all that hinders
The course of thy love.
2 My bosom inspire,
Enkindle the fire,

And wrap my whole soul
In the flames of desire.
3 Where sin did abound,-
How blissful the suund !

There grace and salvation
Much more shall abound.
4 O sinners, believe,
And you shall receive,

For Jesus is ready,
And willing to give.

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GOSPEL MINISTRY.

227. C. M. At the Opening of Public Worship.

T'he power to preach thy word! Soften to flesh the stony heart,

And show thyself the Lord. 2 Disclose the suffering Son of God

Nail'd to the cross of woe, Bleeding beneath sin's heavy load,

And make our sorrows flow.
3 Saviour of men! thy love extends

Wide as thy suffering pain;
In all thy conquering power descend,

With love our hearts inflame. 4 Work in us both to will and do,

And all our feelings sway;
That we may work, with trembling too

Lest we be cast away.
5 Lift up our souls above the earth

And all its trifling toys;
Diffuse through every breast the faith

That guilt and shame destroys.

228. S. M. Wesley's Coll.

Ministerial Responsibility.
CHARGE to keep I have,

A God to glorify,
A soul immortal to be sav'd,

And fitted for the sky. 2 To serve the present age,

My calling to fulfil ;
O may -t all my powers engage,

To do my Master's will.

3 Arm me with jealous care,

As in thy sight to live;
And Othy servant, Lord, prepare,
The strict account to give.

229. C. M. Wesley's Coll.
Before Preaching.

of God,
Thy blessing we implore;
Open the door to preach thy word,

The great effectual door. 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save From sin and Satan's

power; And let them now acceptance have,

And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of souls ! thou knowest to prize

What thou hast bonght so dear; Come, then, and in thy people's eyes

With all thy wounds appear: 4 Appear, as when of old confest

The suffering Son of God; And let them see thee in thy vest

But newly dipt in blood. 5 The hardness from our hearts remove,

Thou, who for sinners died; Show them the tokens of thy love,

Thy hands, thy feet, thy side. 6 Ready thou art the blood t’apply,

And prove the record true; And all thy wounds to sinners cry, “I suffer'd this for you.”

230. L. M. Newton. Behold the Lamb of God!

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Wounded, and dead, and bath'd in blood Behold his side, and venture near, The spring of endless life is there.

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2 Here I forget my cares and pains ;

I drink, yet still my thirst remains ;
Only the fountain-head above
Can fully quench the thirst of love.
231. C. M. Wesley's Coll.

Jesus.
JESUS, the name to sinners dear,
It scatters all their guilty fear,

It turns their hell to heaven.
2 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks,

And bruises Satan's head;
Power into helpless souls it speaks,

And life into the dead. 3 O that the world might taste and see

The riches of his grace!
The arms of love that compass me,

All willing souls embrace.
4 His only righteousness I know,

His saving trutle proclaim; "Tis all my business here below,

To cry, behold the Lamb! 5 Happy, if with my latest breath

may but gasp his name; Preach him in life, and then in death Resign my soul to Him. 232. C. M. Wesley's Coll.,

The Desire.
THAT I could my Lord receive,

Who did my soul redeem ;.
Who gave his life that I might live

A life conceal'd in him!
20 that I could the blessing prove,

My heart's.extreme desire;
Live happy in niy Saviour's love

And in his arms expire !

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