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HYMN 335. L. M. [b]
Confession and Pardon.
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What agonies of inward smart ! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess;
Thy holy spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul
Make swift addresses to thy seat ;
There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark, and storms appear! And, when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me safe from every snare.
HYMN 336. 75. M. 
Hear our sad, repentant songs;
Thou to whom all grace belongs. 2 Deep regret for follies past,
Talents wasted, time misspent,
Thankless for the blessings lent,
3 Foolish fears and fond desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain,
Oft to murmur and complain,4 These, and every secret fault,
Filled with grief and shame, we own : Humbled, at thy feet we bow,
Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy, God of grace,
Hear our sad, repentant songs ;
Thou to whom all praise belongs.
HYMN 337. L. M. 
Sorrow for Sin.
Saviour of all, if mine thou art,
And stamp thine image on my heart. 2 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free;
Till I am wholly lost in thee.
Thy light and easy burden prove ;
The labour of thy dying love. 4 I would, but thou must give the power ;
My heart from every sin release :
And fill me with thy perfect peace.
OHARITY AND BROTHERLY LOVE.
HYMN 338. C. M. [# or b ]
Nature and Fruits of Charity. 1 O CHARITY, thou heavenly grace,
All-tender, soft, and kind,
To all that's good inclined ! 2 The man of charity extends
To all his helping hand;
His pity may command.
He hears when they complain ;
And lessen all their pain.
And all the sons of grief,
He loves to give relief.
'Tis love that makes us rise,
To yonder happy skies.
HYMN 339. C. M. [# or b]
Thy bounties how complete !
How pay the mighty debt?
Dost thou exalted shine :
When all the world is thine ?
Partakers of thy grace,
Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou mayest be clothed and fed,
And visited and cheered ;
My Saviour's voice is heard.
In all thy poor I see;
Than hold it back from thee.
HYMN 340. L. M. [# or b]
Blessings of Charity. 1 BLEST is the man whose tender care
Relieves the poor in their distress, Whose pity wipes the widow's tear,
Whose hand supports the fatherless.
2 His heart contrives for their relief
More than his willing hand can do : He in the time of wasting grief
Shall find the Lord has pity too. 3 His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head, When drought, and pestilence, and dearth,
Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or, if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his síns forgiven, Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heaven.
HYMN 341. C. P. M. [#]
Our souls delighted share,
Their wishes and their care.
With kindness large and free, Delights the widow's tears to stay, To teach the blind their smoothest
way, And aid the feeble knee. 3 O God, with sympathetic care, In others' joys and griefs to share,
Do thou our hearts incline;