Imatges de pàgina
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296.

1. PRINCE of Peace, control my will;
Bid this struggling heart be still;
Bid my fears and doubtings cease;
Hush my spirit into peace.

2. Thou hast bought me with thy blood,
Opened wide the gate of God:
Peace I ask-but peace must be,
Lord, in being one with thee.

3. May thy will, not mine, be done;
May thy will and mine be one;
Chase those doubtings from my heart,
Now thy perfect peace impart.

4. Saviour! at thy feet I fall;
Thou my life, my God, my all!
Let thy happy servant be
One forevermore with thee.

297.

MATT. V: 3.

1. WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Perfectly resigned to thee?
Poor and vile in mine own eyes,
Only in thy wisdom wise?

2. Only thee content to know,
Ignorant of all below?
Only guided by thy light,
Only mighty in thy might?
3. Fully in my life express
All the hights of holiness?
Sweetly let my spirit prove
All the depths of humble love.

PSALM VI: 1, 2.

298.
1. GENTLY, gently, lay the rod
On my sinful head, O God!
Stay the wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink beneath its sway.

2. Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,-
Heal me for thy mercy's sake.
3. Lo! he comes- -he heeds my plea;
Lo! he comes-the shadows flee;
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit! and adore

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1. How oft, alas! this wretched heart
Has wandered from the Lord!
How oft my roving thoughts depart,
Forgetful of his word!

2 Yet sovereign mercy calls-" Return!"
Dear Lord, and may I come?
My vile ingratitude I mourn:
Oh, take the wanderer home!

3. And canst thou,-wilt thou yet forgive,
And bid my crimes remove?
And shall a pardoned rebel live,
To speak thy wondrous love?

4. Almighty grace, thy healing power,
How glorious, how divine!
That can to life and bliss restore

A heart so vile as mine.

5. Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet,
Dear Saviour, I adore;

Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet,
And let me rove no more!

300.

66 Oh, wretched man that I am "

1. WITH tears of anguish I lament,
Here, at thy feet, my God,

My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude.

3. How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These struggles in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest.

4. Break, sovereign Grace, oh, break the
charm,

And set the captive free!
Reveal, almighty God, thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.

301.

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Job xxix; 2.

1. SWEET was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pardoning blood
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed,
His praises tuned my tongue;
And, when the evening shade prevailed,
His love was all my song.

3. In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;

And when I read his holy word,
I called each promise mine.

4. But now, when evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

2. Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base, 5. Rise, Saviour! help me to prevail,

So false as mine has been;

So faithless to its promises,

So prone to every sin!

And make my soul thy care;
I know thy mercy cannot fail;
Let me that mercy share.

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2. How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 3. He knows what arguments I'd take

And melt in flowing tears!
My weak resistance, ah, how vain!
How strong my foes and fears!

8. O gracious God! in whom I live,
My feeble efforts aid;
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.

4. Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail.

To wrestle with my God:
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake-
I'd plead my Saviour's blood.

4. My God will pity my complaints,

And drive my foes away;
He knows the meaning of his saints,
When they in sorrow pray.

5. Arise, my soul! from deep distress, And banish every fear;

He calls thee to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.

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305.

"There is none like unto the Lord our
God."

2. To thee I owe my wealth and friends,
My health, and safe abode;
Thanks to thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God.

3. How vain a toy is glittering wealth,
If once compared with thee!
Or what's my safety or my health,
Or all my friends to me!

4. Were I possessor of the carth,
And called the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.

5. Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore;
Grant me the visits of thy face,

And I desire no more.

306. Prayer for a Tender Conscience. 1. OH for a principle within

Of jealous, godly fear!
Oh for a tender dread of sin-
A pain to feel it near!

2. That I from thee no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience, give.

3. Quick as the apple of the eye,
O God! my conscience make;
Awake my soul when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

4. If to the right or left I stray,

That moment, Lord, reprove; And let me weep my life away, For having grieved thy love. 5. Oh, may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul; And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole!

307.

"I abhor myself, and repent in dust
and ashes."

1. DEAR Saviour, when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace,

Low at thy feet, ashamed, I fall,
And hide this wretched face.

2. Shall love like thine be thus repaid?
Ah, vile, ungrateful heart!
By earth's low cares so oft betrayed
From Jesus to depart.

3. But he, for his own mercy's sake,
My wandering soul restores;
He bids the mourning heart partake
The pardon it implores.

4. Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord,
The deep repentant sigh,
Confirm the kind, forgiving word,
With pity in thine eye!

5. Then shall the mourner at thy feet
Rejoice to seek thy face;

And, grateful, own how kind, how sweet
Thy condescending grace!

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