Sidebilder
PDF
ePub

3 It caus'd thee pain, O Son of God, 3 Jesus cur'd my soul's infection

To see the purchase of thy blood
So deeply sunk in misery;
And 'twas thy aim to set me free.

4 Thou drewest me with cords of love, Till thou at last didst conqu❜ror prove; Till sin's strong pow'r thou hadst supprest,

And till my weary soul had rest. thro' thy wounds my

5 Now, found

soul hath

Peace, righteousness, and solid ground;
I've now obtained, thro' thy grace,
Among thy ransom'd flock a place.
6 I thee adore, my gracious King,
And joyful Hallelujahs sing,
My eyes with grateful tears o'erflow,
For all the mercies thou dost show.

7 Faithful to thee I now engage
To be throughout my pilgrimage;
Accept my life and soul, my King,
Pledg'd to thy service these I bring.
8. Nature's reluctance over-rule,
My fleshly tenderness control,

0
may I always have in view
Not mine, but thy blest will to do.

9 Thus by thy pow'r I here shall be
Prepared for eternity,
Walk with my God, him serve and love,
Till I shall live with him above.

[ocr errors]

299.* T. 168.

O! AT last I've found my Saviour
Who laid down his life for me:
He (O undeserved favor)

Own'd me as his property:
Conscious of my imperfection,
I'll rely on his direction:
I will nothing know beside
Jesus and him crucify'd.

2 Others may seek satisfaction
In this poor world's vanity;
Meanwhile shall my heart's affection
On my Saviour fixed be,
On his meritorious suff'ring
And sin-expiating off'ring:
To the world I bid adieu,
Christ alone I have in view.

By his suff'rings, stripes and wounds: From his death and resurrection,

I

Life and pow'r to me redounds;
Once shall heav'nly joys inherit,
by virtue of his merit
And ev'n here a foretaste have,
Of that world beyond the grave.
4 Jesus yields me delectation;
When I'm weak he strengthens me,
Sweetens all my tribulation,

His atoning death and passion
And supports me constantly:
Are the cause of my salvation;
Therefore Christ shall ne'er depart
From my sight and from my heart.
5 O! I'm lost in deepest wonder,
To think he shall soon appear
To receive me gladly yonder,

And wipe off my ev'ry tear:
Then my grateful songs and praises
Shall resound in heav'nly places;
Here by faith to him I'll cleave,
Jesus will I never leave.

300,* T. 22.

WE pray thee, wounded Lamb of God!
Cleanse us in thy atoning blood!
Grant us by faith to view thy cross,
Then life or death is gain to us.

2 Take our poor hearts, and let them be
For ever clos'd to all but thee!
Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear
That pledge of love for ever there.

3 What are our works but sin & death,
Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe!
Until we strength from thee derive,
And in communion with thee live.
4 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought,
Toknow the wonders thou hastwrought;
Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tell
Thy love immense, unsearchable.

5 First-born of many brethren thou! To thee both earth and heav'n must

bow;

Help us to thee our all to give,
Thine may we die, thine may we live!

301.

T. 580.

DIDST thou, Lord Jesus, me incline,
When I was lost and dead in sin,
To hear thy quick'ning voice?
Have I obtained in thy blood
Redemption,and found peacewithGod?
And do I in thy name rejoice?
2 O yes, I feel I am forgiv'n,
A foretaste I enjoy of heav'n
Thy Spirit witness bears;
By faith thy righteousness is mine,
I'm well-assur'd that I am thine,

My soul no condemnation fears.
3 Yet 'fore thee, Jesus, I must own,
I have not this salvation known

By tracing legal ways;
No!'twas rhy pow'r rais'd me from sin,
Thou didst the saving work begin;
Thine be the glory, thine the praise,
4 May I be faithful to thy call,
Surrender unto thee my all,
Myself to thee resign;
When dangers threaten me around,
Invincible may I be found,

And never from thy will decline.
5 Me with thy gladd'ning oil anoint;
The destin'd path thou dost appoint
Gladly I then shall tread;
Bedew me with a genial show'r,
Into my heart thy influence pour,
And me with heav'nly manna feed.

302.* T. 106.
OGOD!whose love (immense in height,
In depth unfathom'd) no man knows;
Grant unto me thy saving light,

Inly I sigh for thy repose:
My heart is pain'd, nor can it be
At rest, till it finds rest in thee.
2 Thy gracious call invites me still,
How light thy burden is, to prove;
Yet I'm unsteady; tho' my will
Be fix'd, yet wide my passions rove;
Great hindrances obstruct the way,
I aim at thee,
from thee stray.
yet
3 Mere mercy 'tis,that thou hast brought
My soul to seek its peace in thee;
Yet while I seek, but find thee not,
At rest my wand'ring mind can't be

;

Ob, when shall all my wand'rings end,
And all my wishes to thee tend!
4 Is there a thing beneath the sun,
That strives with thee my heart to
share?

Ah! tear it thence, and be alone
The spring of ev'ry motion there:
Then shall
my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

303.* T. 106.

TAKE, Lord, all self from me, that I
No more, but Christ in me may live!
My vile affections crucify,

Let not one darling lust survive:
O may my heart to thee aspire,
And nought on earth but thee desire.
2 Dear Lord, thy sov'reign aid impart,
O banish self-will from my heart,
To save me from low-thoughted care;

From all its latent mazes there;
And grant, that I may never move
From the blest footsteps of thy love.
3 Each moment draw from earth away
My heart,that humbly waits thy call:
Speak to my inmost soul and
Thy love to taste, thy voice to hear,
"I am thy life, thy God, thy all!"
Thy pow'r to prove, is all my pray'r.

304. T. 90.

'say,

JESUS, thy light again I view,

Again thy loving-kindness prove,
And all within me pants anew

T' enjoy thy all reviving love:
Again my thoughts to thee aspire,
Unto thy name is my desire.
2 But O! what off'ring shall I give

To thee, the Lord of earth and skies?
My soul and body now receive

A holy, living sacrifice; 'Tis all I have to offer thee; O take me as thy property. 3 0 I never from thee stray, may Or be again subdu'd by sin; Guide me, my life, my truth, my way, Thy blood preserve mygarment clean, O let thy blood and righteousness My beauty be, my glorious dress.

4 Send down thy likeness from above,
Thine image, Lord, on me impress;
Fill me with wisdom, patience, love,
With purity and lowliness:
These precious gifts on me bestow,
That I may in thy knowledge grow.

5 O Lord, be thou my shield and light'
Since I am call'd by thy great name;
In thee my wand'ring thoughts unite,
Of all my works be thou the aim:
Thy grace attend me all my days,
My sole employment be thy praise!

305.* T. 376.

"GIVE me thy heart, my son," thus saith the Lord,

"Give me thy heart, and listen to my word;

Observe my ways,

Walk in the path of grace;
In foll'wing my direction
I'll grant thee my protection."

2'Tis only this whichChrist of us desires;
He to promote our welfare this requires;
How blest are they
Who Jesus' voice obey,
And give their hearts for ever
To him our God and Saviour!

306.*

T. 376.

2 I thank thee, that in mercy thou

Hast waken'd me from death, Arous'd me out of sin's deep sleep,

And call'd to walk in faith.

3 Complete thy work, and crown thy grace,

That I may faithful prove,
And listen to that small still voice,

Which whispers only love.

4 Which teacheth me what is thy will,
And tells me what to do;
Which fills my heart with shame, when I
Do not thy will pursue.

5 This unction may I ever feel,
This teaching of my Lord,
And learn obedience to thy voice,
Thy soft reviving word.

308. T. 74.

O LORD in me fulfil
Whatever is thy will;
To thee I now resign
Myself, and all that's mine;
Thine, only thine I'll be

And live alone to thee.
2 Each day unto my heart
New life and grace impart;
For without fresh supply
I languish, droop and die;
Continually I've need

O TAKE my heart, and whatsoe'er is By faith on thee to feed.

[blocks in formation]
[blocks in formation]
[ocr errors]

4 Thou art my Life, thy pow'r divine
Shall influence ev'ry motion;
may thy Spirit me incline
To true unfeign'd devotion:
Thus I eternal life shall gain,
And, till my latest breath, remain
A member of thy body.

5 Lord Jesus, thou my Shepherd art,
Who dyd'st for my transgression;
When lost, I caus'd thee pungent smart,
When found, joy past expression:
Ah! best of Shepherds, ever keep
Within thy fold thy helpless sheep,
Protect it from all danger.

6 Thou art my faithful Friend in need,
My flesh and bone, my Brother;
Thy faithfulness and love exceed
That of the fondest mother:
Thou art my Healer when I'm sick,
My Cordial strength'ning me when
weak,

My refuge in all trouble.

7 O Lord, how very short I fall,
When on thy praise I enter !
Thou art, indeed, my All in all,

In thee my wishes centre:
Whate'er I want, thou art to me;
O let my heart incessantly
Be by thy love inspired.

316.* T. 58.

WHAT peace divine, what perfect
happiness

Our Saviour's presence to our hearts
conveys!
Unto us poor sinners, thereby is given
A blessed antepast of bliss in heaven,
And lasting joy.
2 Altho', dear Jesus, we can't see thy
face,
Werichly may enjoy thy love and grace,
Since thou hast pronounced those souls
thrice blessed,
Who, tho' they do not see thee, are
possessed
Of faith in thee.
3 Were we but all desirous, day and
night
Thee to enjoy, O what supreme delight

Would both soul and body taste in thy
favor!
say,

We then with all our heart could.
"Dear Saviour, Who is like thee !"
4 Long suffring, merciful and kind
to be,

Forgiving daily and abundantly,
To heal, cheer, and comfort, and show'r
thy blessing

On us, with looks thy tender love ex-
pressing,
Is thy delight.

5 Gracious Redeemer, grant to us
while here

Of thy salvation constantly to share,
May our souls and senses, without
cessation,

Prompted by love and need, for con
solation
Unto thee look:

6 Thus in communion may we live
with thee,

Happy like children, till thy face wesee;
Tho', while here we tarry, we're often
grieved,

May we apply to thee and be relieved
In all distress.

317.* T. 228.

HOWbright appears the Morning-star,
With grace and truth beyond compare!
The royal root of Jesse;
O David's Son, of Jacob's line,
My soul's belov'd, and King benign,
Thou cam'st from heav'n to bless me.
Precious, gracious,
Ever glorious, and victorious,
Is my Saviour,

Nought but he can please me ever.
2 From him descends a beam of joy,
When he, with a complacent eye,

Beholds his needy creature:
Immanuel! my sovereign good,
Thy word, thy Spirit, flesh and blood
Renew my very naturę.
Grant me,-richly,
Thro' thy merit-to inherit
Thy salvation;

Hear my ardent supplication.>

« ForrigeFortsett »