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421. C. M.

2. I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose;

I know His courts, I'll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.

Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this

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My life, which Thou hast made Thy care, Lord, I devote to Thee.

5. Now I am Thine, for ever Thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;

Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with Thy love.

6. Here in Thy courts I leave my vow, And Thy rich grace record; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord.

423. C. M.

1. SON of the Carpenter! receive This humble work of mine, Worth to my meanest labor give, By joining it to Thine.

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2. Servant of all, to toil for man
Thou wouldst not, Lord, refuse;
Thy majesty did not disdain
To be employed for us.

3. Thy bright example I pursue,
To Thee in all things rise;
And all I think, or speak, or do,
Is but one sacrifice.

4. Careless, through outward cares I go, From all distraction free:

My hands are but engaged below, My heart is still with Thee.

5. Oh! when wilt Thou, my Life, appear! How gladly would I cry"Tis done, the work Thou gav'st me here, "T is finished, Lord!" and fly.

MORAVIAN.

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BROWN. C. M.

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1. Sweet was the time, when first I felt The Sa-viour's pardoning blood.

Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God.

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3. He met that glance so thrilling sweet,
He heard those accents mild;
And melting at Messiah's feet,
Wept like a weaned child.

430. C. M.

1. SWEET was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pard'ning 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. Now when the evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And, when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

5. Rise, Saviour! help me to prevail,
And make my soul Thy care;
I know Thy mercy can not fail,
Let me that mercy share.

NEWTON.

431. C. M.

1. THE winds were howling o'er the deep, Each wave a watery hill;

From the PSALMODIST.

The Saviour wakened from His sleep:
He spake, and all was still.

2. The inadman in a tomb had made
Ilis mansion of despair:
Woe to the traveler who strayed,
With heedless footsteps, there

4. Oh, madder than the raving man!
Oh, deafer than the sea!
How long the time since Christ began
To call in vain to me!

5. Yet could I hear Him once again,
As I have heard of old,
Methinks He should not call in vain
His wanderer to the fold.

HEBER.

432. C. M.

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.

MRS. STEELE

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