Hast thou my sins forgiven, 3 Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake me, 462. T. 106. AH, Lord, how apt am I to stray From thee! how prone to lust and pride! Nature oft strives to bear the sway, 2 Forbid, O Lord, each vain desire, 3 O Jesus, wipe away my tears, Be unto me a healing balm; Warm thou my heart, dispel my fears, And speak the tempest to a calm: Remove the maladies of sin, And in thy blood O wash me clean. 4 I gladly will show forth thy praise, If thou wilt gird me with thy pow'r, And sing the glories of thy grace, Until my pilgrimage be o'er. With hallow'd fire inspire my tongue, And love shall be my endless song. FROM 464. T. 22. my own works at last I cease, For God alone can give me peace; Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, Of my own strength I must despair. 2 Lord, I despair myself to heal, I see my sin, but cannot feel True sorrow, till thy Spirit show My unbelief, the source of woe. 3 'Tis thine alone to change the heart, Thou only canst good gifts impart, I therefore will my heart resign To thee, O cleanse and seal it thine! 4 With humble faith on thee I call, My Light, my Life, my Lord, my All; I wait, O Lord, to hear thee say, "My blood hath wash'd thy sins away." 5 Speak,gracious Lord, my sicknesscure, Make my infected nature pure; Peace, righteousness, and joy impart, And give thyself unto my heart. 465. T. 106. O JESUS, could I always keep My eye on thee, the living way, I then, tho' once a wand'ring sheep Should no more err, or run astray; But wheresoe'er thou goest, I Should follow thee, not asking why. 2 O that I never might, forget, What thou hast suffer'd for my sake, To save my soul, and make me meet Once of thy glory to partake: O might I oft in spirit see How thou wast crucify'd for me. 3 But, gracious Lord, when I reflect How oft I've turn'd my eye from thee; How treated thee with cold neglect, And listen'd to the enemy; And yet to find thee still the same, This fills my soul with humble shame. 4 Astonish'd at thy feet I fall, Thy love exceeds my highest thought; Henceforth be thou my All in all, LORD Jesus, my most faithful Friend, groan and speak my wants to thee; Still let him show my ev'ry need, And that in thee I'm help'd indeed. 4 Thy faithfulness I oft have prov'd, In countless trials quite unmov'd; Thy grace alone can me preserve, When my frail heart from thee would swerve. 468. T. 14. Thou who with blood my soul hast GRACIOUS Redeemer, Lamb of bought: May I henceforth more faithful prove, And ne'er forget thy dying love. 466. T. 580. WHEN, having been with guilt opprest, My wand'ring spirit findeth rest Thro' Jesus' pard'ning grace; Then I by faith can call him mine, My needy soul doth then incline To be in Mary's happy place. 2 My pray'r is: "Jesus, let me hear Thy voice, which can instruct & cheer My poor and worthless heart; For should I cease thy words t' obey, And from thy blessed presence stray, Nature would soon its pow'r assert." 3 A single eye, a faithful heart, Dear Jesus, to thy child impart, In ev'ry trying hour; Reason's tormenting thoughts prevent, Still keep my eye on thee intent, Till sight my faith & hope o'erpow'r. God, I thirst alone for thee, I long t' enjoy thy saving grace, 2 For mercy, mercy, Lord, I ask, 3 Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know each thought; On me look down in mercy, Lord, Whom thou with blood hast bought. 4 My faithless heart, O gracious Lord, In ev'ry danger help afford, Correct with gentle hand; Alone I cannot stand. 5 Without thy favor while I live, 6 Haste then, O Lord, to thee I pray: 469. T. 96. AH give me, Lord, myself to feel, 470. T. 159. In darkness stray'd from thee; 2 But thou my kind, almighty Friend, Didst sin's dominion quell; My mis'ry and confusion end, 471. T. 159. MY case to thee is fully known, may breast I harbor in my No thought that cannot bear the test, When thou discover'st by thy light To me what is not right. 2 Reality and solid ground, Firm root in thee to gain; To feel,thy precious blood hath drown'd Whatever gives thee pain; 'Tis this I want, nor can I be Content, till I am one with thee, Until life is hid in thine, my Till thou art wholly mine. To ransom us. 2 To Jesus Christ is due eternal praise, 481.* T. 126. THIS yields true joy and pleasure Exalt his sacrifice, And praise him for the wounds which he Receiv'd for our redemption 3 If we in Jesus' saving name believe, In soul and body we are render'd holy, 2 Of his complete salvation And gladly make confession, That lost, repenting sinners With God, but this alone; This truth, that in the Son And gain sanctification, 482.* T. 22. JESUS, the church's Lord and Head! O mightst thou o'er thy flock be glad, Whom thou, while sinners, by thy blood Hastransom'dand brought nigh to God. 2 Since thou our wretched, lost estate didst commiserate, In 4 Renew'd in heart, we're then inclin'd In thee alone we place our trust. 483.* T. 11. PRAISE to Christ, the Son of God! 2 When we see our names enroll'd 'Mongst the sheep of Jesus' fold, Wond'ring, we ourselves confess Undeserving of such grace. 3 And when we explore the end, Why our Lord would condescend To assume humanity, Us thereby to sanctify: 4 And reflect on all the pain, Which for us he did sustain, On his labors, sorrows, cares, 6 Then thro' his enabling grace, way, 8 Tho' the outward mark and scar Of the fall doth still appear, Yet we're freed from sin's hard yoke, Since our bonds and chains he broke. 9 Mighty God, we humbly pray : Carry thy victorious sway In the flesh to such a length, That we gain thy godlike strength, 10. Grant that all of us may prove, By obedience, faith, and love, That our hearts to thee are giv'n, That our treasure is in heav'n. How can a sinner here below 2 If any thing in us appears 3 A child of God for ever pants |