3 Jesus, the hinderance show,
Which I have fear'd to see;
Yea, let me now consent to know
What keeps me back from thee;
Searcher of hearts, in mine
Thy trying power display;
Into its darkest corners shine,
And take the veil away.

4 I now believe; in thee

Compassion reigns alone:
According to my faith, to me
O let it, Lord. be done!
In me is all the bar,

Which thou wouldst fain remove:
Remove it, then shall I declare,
That thou, O God, art love.

O LORD, how vile am I,
Unholy and unclean?

How can I venture to draw nigh
With such a load of sin?
And must I then indeed

Sink in despair and die?
Fain would I hope that thou didst
For such wretch as I. [bleed

2 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,

Oh! pity and forgive;
Here will I lie, and wait till thou
Shalt bid me rise and live.

THE mist before my eyes removed,
With wonder struck I see,
Dear Lord, the black, the numerous
crimes,

By which I've grieved thee.

2 These were the unrelenting foes Which made thee groan and cry; Caused thee to shed thy precious And bow thy head and die. [blood, 3 Thy love hath thaw'd my frozen heart,

And caused my tears to flow; I now abhor that monster, Sin, And find he is my foe.

4 I trust my guilt was done away By my incarnate God,

HEAR, O Jesus, my complaints,
Known to thee are all my wants;
Self-convicted, self-abhorr'd,

I approach thee, dearest Lord.

2 Known to thee, whose eyes are
I thy love and pity claim; [flame,
With an eye of love look down;
Help me, Lord, O help me soon.

3 Break, O break this heart of stone;
Form it for thy use alone;
Bid each vanity depart,
Build thy temple in my heart.

4 This be my support in need,
That thou didst so freely bleed:
All my joys and hopes arise
From thy bleeding sacrifice.

5 This confirms me when I'm weak,
Comforts me when I am sick,
Gives me courage when I faint,
Well supplies my every want.

6 Saviour, to my heart be near,
Exercise thy shepherd-care;
Guard my weakness by thy grace,
Fill my soul with heavenly peace.

AS the serpent, raised by Moses,
Heal'd the fiery serpent's bite,
Jesus thus himself discloses

To the wounded sinner's sight:
Hear his gracious invitation:

I have life and peace to give;
I have wrought out full salvation,
Sinner, look to me and live.

2 Dearest Saviour, we adore thee,
For thy precious life and death;
Melt each stubborn heart before thee,
Give us all the eye of faith:
From the law's condemning sentence
To thy mercy we appeal;
Thou alone canst give repentance,
Thou alone our souls canst heal.

4 'Tis sure that by his bitter pain He for mankind did life obtain, Did for his church on earth atone, And for the ransom'd round the throne.

5 We love the Lamb of God who died:

Whoever seeketh aught beside,
Belongs not to our company;
Christ is our all eternally.

6 Our theme within the church shall
be
(agony;
Christ's wounds, his griefs and
Our theme, when to the world we
call,

His blood the ransom paid for all.

3 God in man's death takes no delight;

Each soul may grace and life obtain In him, who left his glory bright, Took flesh, and died, and rose again: And now he knocks times number. less

At our heart's door, and offers grace.

4 O Love, thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallow'd up in thee; Cover'd is my unrighteousness, From condemnation now I'm free; Since Jesus' blood, through earth and skies,

Mercy, free boundless mercy, cries.

5 By faith I plunge into this sea,
Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;
Hither, when sin assails, I flee;
I look into my Saviour's breast:
Away, sad doubt and anxious fear,
Mercy is all that's written there.

6 Though waves and storms go o'er my head,

Though strength, and health, and friends be gone;

Tho' joys be wither'd all and dead, Tho' every comfort be withdrawn; Steadfast on this my soul relies, Jesus, thy mercy never dies.

7 Fix'd on this ground may I remain,

Tho' my heart fail and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth's foundations melt

3 I see him lead a suffering life, Patient amidst reproach and strife; And from his pattern courage take To bear and suffer for his sake.

4 Upon the cross I see him bleed, And by the sight from guilt am freed;

This sight destroys the life of sin, And quickens heavenly life within. 5 To look to Jesus as he rose, Confirms my faith, disarms my foes; Satan I shame and overcome, By pointing to my Saviour's tomb. 6 Exalted on his glorious throne, I see him make my cause his own; Then all my anxious cares subside, For Jesus lives, and will provide. 7 I see him look with pity down, And hold in view the conqueror's crown; before, If press'd with griefs and cares My soul revives, nor asks for more. 8 By faith I see the hour at hand, When in his presence I shall stand;