3 O Saviour of all, thy word we believe, 4 To us, at thy feet, the Comforter give, 19 Magdalen-p. 84.] L. M. LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath 3 Great God, create my heart anew, 4 Behold, I fall before thy face; No outward forms can make me clean; 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, 20 Arlington—p. 3. C. M. INNERS, the voice of God regard; S 'Tis mercy speaks to-day, He calls you by his sacred word 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, A thousand stings within your breast 3 Your way is dark, and leads to death: Why will you persevere ? Can you in endless torments breathe, Shut up in black despair? 4 Why will you in the naked ways In pain you travel all your days, 5 But he that turns to God shall live 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 21 Woodland-p. 13.] THO C. M. HOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes Accept the evening sacrifice 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 4 Convince him now of unbelief; And fill his heart with sacred grief, 5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise; And bid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 6 Extort the cry, "What must be done How shall a trembling sinner shun 7 "I must this instant now begin 8 "I must for faith incessant cry, 22 To all eternity." Randall-p. 16.] C. M. OME, O thou all-victorious Lord, Strike with the hammer of thy word, 2 O that we all might now begin And turn at once from every sin, 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 4 Convince us first of unbelief, 5 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 7 Our desp❜rate state, through sin, declare, And speak our sins forgiven: By perfect holiness prepare, 23 And take us up to heaven. Greenwalk-p. 69.] C. M. ERRIBLE thought! shall I alone, Of all, alas! whom I have known, 2 While all my old companions dear, Joyful at God's right hand appear, 3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band, 4 Ah! no;-I still may turn and live, 5 I will accept his offers now: PENITENTIAL. 24 Kingswood-p.278.] 12th P.M. 76,76,78,76. AMB of God, for sinners slain, To thee I humbly pray; Heal me of my grief and pain, O take my sins away! From this bondage, Lord, release : 2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out, |