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Use the rod, and not the sword;
Correct with kind severity ;
But bring me home to thee.
To all thy church and me,
That knows, and cleaves to, thee.
And, by thy balmy blood restored,
“Thou art my pard’ning Lord.”
Return to Christ our rest!
0 Jesus, to be fill'd with thee,
Through all eternity! 101 Clarke—p. 149.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. O
Let it once more be proved in me,
For every child of Adam free;
On me, that others may believe,
Now the all-conq'ring Spirit give;
It is not my desire, but thine :
Since thou wouldst have the sinner blest,
Now let me in thine image shine ;
Set my imprison'd spirit free ;
Into thy glorious liberty
And I shall never grieve thee more. 102 Zion—p. 155.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.
TES, from this instant, now, I will
My base ingratitude I feel,
Vilest of all thy children, I;
And rescued me from passion's power ?
Nor let the greedy grave devour ?
To give me up, so long pursued ?
And leave thy creature in his blood ?
If weeping at thy feet I fall,
But pity, and forgive me all,
PRAYER AND INTERCESSION.
103 Kingsbridge-p. 117.] L. M.
HEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye
To thee in their behalf we cry,
Ourselves but newly found in thee. 2 See where o'er desert wastes they err,
And neither food nor feeder have ; Nor fold nor place of refuge near ;
For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Wild as the untaught Indian's brood, The Christian savages
remain ; Strangers, yea, enemies to God,
They make thee spill thy blood in vain. 4 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught;
Nor know they their Redeemer nigh: They perish, whom thyself hast bought ;
Their souls for lack of knowledge die. 5 The pit its mouth hath open'd wide,
To swallow up its careless prey : Why should they die, when thou hast died;
Hast died to bear their sins away ? 6 Why should the foe thy purchase seize ?
Remember, Lord, thy dying groans : The meed of all thy suff'rings these ;
O claim them for thy ransom'd ones! 7 Extend to these thy pard’ning grace :
To these be thy salvation show'd : O add them to thy chosen race:
O sprinkle all their hearts with blood !
8 Still let the publicans draw near :
Open the door of faith and heaven ; And grant their hearts thy word to hear,
And witness all their sins forgiven. 104 Hebron-p. 111.] L. M. ESUS, my Advocate above,
My Friend before the throne of love, If now for me prevails thy prayer, If now I find thee pleading there, If thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray, Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to thine. 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill, And groan my nature's weight to feel : To feel the clouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul : The darkness of my carnal mind, My will perverse, my passions blind, Scatter'd o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from God. 3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ; My earnest suit present, and gain : My fulness of corruption show, The knowledge of myself bestow; A deeper displacence at sin ; A sharper sense of guilt within ; A stronger struggling to get free; A keener appetite for thee. 4 O sov'reign Love, to thee I cry! Give me thyself, or else I die ! Save me from death ; from hell set free! Death, hell, are but the want of thee. Quicken'd by thy imparted flame, Saved, when possess'd of thee, I am :
My life, my only heaven thou art; O might I feel thee in my heart ! 105 Pelham-p. 128.] S. M.
PIRIT of faith, come down,
And make to us the Godhead known,
And witness with the blood : 'Tis thine the blood t' apply,
And give us eyes to see ; Who did for every sinner die,
Hath surely died for me. 2 No man can truly say
That Jesus is the Lord ; Unless thou take the veil away,
And breathe the living word : Then, only then we feel
Our int’rest in his blood; And cry, with joy unspeakable,
“ Thou art my Lord, my God!” 3 O that the world might know
The all-atoning Lamb!
The virtue of his name :
The saving power, impart; And testify to all mankind,
And speak in every heart. 4 Inspire the living faith,
Which whosoe'er receives, The witness in himself he hath,
And consciously believes : The faith that conquers all,
And doth the mountain move ; And saves whoe'er on Jesus call,
And perfects them in love.