2 See! low before the throne of grace,
A wretched wand'rer mourn;

Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
Hast thou not said, Return?

3 Absent from thee, my guide, my light,
Without one cheering ray,

Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate my way!

4 0 shine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy shine:
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.

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1

SUP

UPREME High-priest, the pilgrim's light,
My heart for thee prepare:

Thine image stamp, and deeply write
Thy superscription there.

2 Ah, let my forehead bear thy seal,
Mine arm thy badge retain,
My heart the inward witness feel
That I am born again.

3 Into thy humble mansion come,
Set up thy dwelling here;
Possess my heart and leave no room
For sin to harbor there.

4 Ah, give me, Lord, the single eye
Which aims at naught but thee;
I fain would live, and yet not I—
Let Jesus live in me.

50 that the penetrating sight
And eagle's eye were mine!
Undazzled at the boundless light
Of majesty divine;

6 That with the armies of the sky
I too may sit and sing,

Add, Savior, to the eagle's eye
The dove's aspiring wing.

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10

WHEN wilt thou my Savior be?
O when shall I be clean?

The true eternal Sabbath see,
A perfect rest from sin?

2 Jesus! the sinner's rest thou art,
From guilt, and fear, and pain;
While thou art absent from my heart,
I look for rest in vain!

3 The consolations of thy word
My soul have long upheld;
The faithful promise of the Lord
Shall surely be fulfill'd:

4 Joining thy sheep in yonder fold,
Like them I shall rejoice;
Like them thy glory shall behold,
And hear my Shepherd's voice.

5 0 that I now the voice might hear
That speaks my sins forgiven;
Thy word is past to give me here
The inward pledge of heaven.

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Prayer of a penitent.

L. M.

10

THAT the Lord would hear my cry,
And stay his anger, lest I die!

Thy wrath is just yet, oh, forgive!
And let a mourning sinner live.

2 In all my frame, without, within,
I feel the sad effects of sin;

How long, my God, must I complain,
And deprecate thy wrath in vain?

3 O should I die depriv'd of thee!
What being else can succor me?

Thy frowns would rend my soul in death,
And sink it to the depths beneath.

4 Ye darling sins that plague me so,
The greatest enemies I know,

Depart, for God has heard my pray'r,
And will not let me long despair.
5 No-I shall yet his goodness bless;
And when this transient life shall pass,
Then, full of glory, I shall prove
He can be just, and sinners love.

SALVATION THROUGH JESUS CHRIST.

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1

Humble trust, or despair prevented.

L. M.

LORD, didst thou die, but not for me?
Am I forbid to trust thy blood?

Hast thou not pardon, rich and free?
And grace, an overwhelming flood?
2 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound-
To limit mercy's sov'reign reign:
What other happy souls have found,
I'll seek; nor shall I seek in vain.

3 I own my guilt, my sins confess;

Can men or devils make them more? Of crimes, already numberless,

Vain the attempt to swell the score.
4 Were the black list before my sight,
While I remember thou hast died,
"Twould only urge my speedier flight
To seek salvation at thy side.

5 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down,
To thee reveal my guilt and fear;
And if thou spurn me from thy throne,
I'll be the first who perish'd there.

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1 FAR

AR from thy fold, O God, my feet
Once mov'd in error's devious maze;

Nor found religious duties sweet,

Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways.

2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me flee The paths which thou couldst ne'er approve; Didst gently draw my soul to thee, With cords of sweet, eternal love. 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, And low in self-abasement fall; A vile, a helpless worm, I lie,

And thou, my God, art all in all.

4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart,

Than all the joys that earth can give; From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part, Beneath thy countenance to live.

5 And when, in smiling friendship drest,
Death bids me quit this mortal frame,
Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast,

My latest breath shall bless his name.
6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise,
And soar above yon starry spheres,
Join the full chorus of the skies,

And sing thy praise through endless years.

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1

The surrender.

R. M.

8.7.8.7.4.7.

TELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer,
Welcome to this heart of mine;

Lord, I make a full surrender,

Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine,
Thine entirely,

Through eternal ages thine.

2 Known to all to be thy mansion,
Earth and hell will disappear;

Or in vain attempt possession,
When they find the Lord is near-
Shout, O Zion!

Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here!

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Trusting Christ, the only refuge.

1 THOU only Sov'reign of my heart,
My refuge, mine almighty Friend,
And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?

L. M.

2 Whither, ah, whither shall I go,

A wretched wand'rer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3 Eternal life thy words impart;

On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart
Than all the round of nature gives.
4 Let earth's alluring joys combine;

While thou art near, in vain they call;
One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
My gracious Lord, outweighs them all.
5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is thine.

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1 LET

Old things passed away.

ET carnal minds the world pursue,
It has no charms for me;

Once I admir'd its trifles too,

But grace has set me free.

2 Its fading charms no longer please,
No more content afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these,
Now I have seen the Lord.

3 As by the light of op'ning day,
The stars are all conceal'd;
So earthly pleasures fade away,
When Jesus is reveal'd.

4 Creatures no more divide my choice-
I bid them all depart;

His name, and love, and gracious voice
Have fix'd my roving heart.

5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee;

But may I hope that thou wilt own
A worthless worm like me?

C. M.