Imatges de pÓgina
[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][graphic][subsumed][subsumed][subsumed][graphic][ocr errors][subsumed][subsumed][ocr errors]

4. Absent from thee, my Guide! my Light!

Without one cheering ray,
Thro' dangers, fears, and gloomy night,

How desolate my way!

15. Oh, shine on this benighted heart,

With beams of mercy shine ! And let thy healing voice impart

A taste of joy divine.


Prayer for a Sense of Sin. 1. Oh, for that tenderness of heart

Which bows before the Lord ! Owning how just and good thou art,

And trembling at thy word.
2. Oh, for those humble, contrite tears

Which from repentance flow!
Oh, for that sense of guilt which fears

The long-suspended blow! 3. Saviour, to me in pity give,

For sin, the deep distress-
The pledge thou wilt at last receive;

And bid me die in peace. 4. Oh, fill my soul with faith and love,

And strength to do thy will !


desires and hopes above; Thyself to me reveal.


Pleading the Promise. 1. LORD, I approach the mercy-seat,

Where thou dost answer prayer; There humbly fall before thy feet,

For none can perish there. 2. Thy promise is my only plea;

With this I venture nigh :
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,

And such, O Lord, am I.

3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin,

By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without, aud fear within,

I come to thee for rest.

Turn Thee unto me, and have mercy

upon me.'
1. O THOU, whose tender mercy hears

Contrition's humble sigh;
Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears

From sorrow's weeping eye; 2. See, Lord, before thy throne of grace,

A wretched wanderer mourn :
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?

Hast thou not said,"Return”? 3. And shall my guilty fears prevail

To drive me from thy feet?
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail,

This only safe retreat!

4. Be thou my shield and hiding-place;

That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,

And tell him thou hast died.

5. Oh, wondrous love to bleed and die,

To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,

Might plead thy gracious name.

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][graphic][subsumed][subsumed][subsumed][ocr errors][merged small][merged small]


277. Show pity, Lord! O Lord forgive."

2. My soul lies humbled in the dust, 1. Show pity, Lord ! O Lord, forgive;

And owns thy dreadful sentence just;

Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, Let a repenting rebel live;

And save the soul condemned to die. Are not thy mercies large and free?

May not a sinner trust in thee? 3. Then will I teach the world thy ways; 2. My crimes are great, but ne'er surpass

Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace: The power and glory of thy grace :

I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, Great God ! thy nature hath no bound,

And they shall praise a pard’ning God. So let thy pard’ning love be found.

4. Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue ! 3. Oh, wash my soul from every sin,

Salvation shall be all my song; And make my guilty conscience clean ! And all my power shall join to bless Here on my heart the burden lies, The Lord, my Strength and Righteous

And past offenses pain mine eyes.
4. My lips with shame my sins confess,

Against thy law, against thy grace;
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 279. “Blot out my transgressions."
I am condemned, but thou art clear.

1. O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry, 5. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, Though all my crimes before thee lie,

I must pronounce thee just in death; Behold me not with angry look,
And if my soul were sent to hell, But blot their mem'ry from thy book.
Thy righteous law approves it well.

2. Create my nature pure within,
6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord ! And form my soul averse to sin;
Whose hope, still hovering round thy Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,

Nor hide thy presence from my heart. Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

3. I cannot live without thy light,

Cast out and banished from thy sight;

Thy holy joys, my God, restore, 278.

Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation." And guard me that I fall no more. 1. A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, 4. Tho' I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, Is all the sacrifice I bring;

His help and comfort still afford; The God of grace will ne'er despise And let a sinner seek thy throne A broken heart for sacrifice

To plead the merits of thy Son.


« Who hall deliver me?"



" Who shall deliver meg

|3. As the benighted pilgrims wait,

And long and wish for breaking day, 1. On that my load of sin were gone ! So waits my soul before thy gate; Oh that I could at last submit

When will my God his face display? At Jesus' feet to lay it downTo lay my soul at Jesus' feet!

4. My trust is fixed upon thy word,

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain; 2. Rest for my soul I long to find :

Let mourning souls address the Lord, Saviour of all, if mine thou art,

And find relief from all their pain. Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 5. Great is his love, and large his grace, And stamp thine image on my heart.

Through the redemption of his Son; 3. Break off the yoke of inbred sin,

He turns our feet from sinful ways, And fully set my spirit free:

And pardons what our hands have done. I cannot rest, till pure

within Till I am wholly lost in thee.


The Joy unknown in Heaven. 4. Fain would I learn of thee, my God;

1. TREMBLING, before thine awful throne, Thy light and easy burden prove,

O Lord, in dust my sins I own.
The cross all stained with hallowed blood,

Justice and mercy for my life
The labor of thy dying love.

Contend: oh, smile, and heal the strife !

2. The Saviour smiles—upon my soul! 8. I would—but thou must give the power ;

New tides of hope tumultuous roll
My heart from every sin release :

His voice proclaims my pardon found;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with thy perfect peace !

Seraphic transport wings the sound ! 3. Earth has a joy unknown in heaven

The new-born peace of sins forgiven : 281. Searching the Heart.

Tears of such pure and deep delight, 1. RETURN, my roving heart, return, Ye angels! never dimmed your sight.

And life's vain shadows chase no more ;4. Ye know where morn exulting springs. Seek out some solitude to mourn,

And evening folds her drooping wings; And thy forsaken God implore. Loud is your song: the heavenly plain 2. O thou great God ! whose piercing eye

Is shaken by your choral strain. Distinctly marks each deep retreat, 5. But I amid your choir shall shine, In these sequestered hours draw nigh, And all your knowledge will be mine; And let me here thy presence meet. Ye on your harps must lean to hear

A secret chord which mine will bear! 3. Through all the windings of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide; 284.

The Only Plea. And still its beams unerring dart, 1. JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to thee,

Till all be known and purified. Lost and undone, for aid I flee; 4. Then let the visits of thy love,

Wcary of earth, myself, and sin, My inmost soul be made to share, Open thine arms and take me in. Till every grace combine to prove

2. Pity and save my ruined soal; That God has fixed his dwelling there. 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole;

Dark, till in me thine image shine, 282. “ My soul waiteth for Thee."

And lost I am, till thou art mine. 1. From deepdistress and troubled thoughts, 3. At last I own it cannot be

To thee, my God, I raise my cries; That I shonld fit myself for thee: If thou severely mark our faults, Here, then, to thee I all resign ;

No flesh can stand before thine eyes. Thine is the work, and only thine. 2. But thou hast built thy throne of grace, 4. What can I say thy grace to move ?

Free to dispense thy pardons there; Lord, I am sin,-but thou art love : That sinners may approach thy face, I give up every plea beside,

And hope and love, as well as fear. Lord, I am lost, —but thou hast died !


[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][graphic][subsumed][ocr errors]

I among them stand? {

Shall such a worthless memes die, } Be found at thy right hand ?

MATT. XXV: 46.


The Thoo Worlds.

285. 2. I LOVE to meet thy people now,

3. Then save me from eternal death,

The Spirit of adoption breathe,
Before thy feet with them to bow,

His consolations send :
Though vilest of them all;
But, can I bear the piercing thought,

By him some word of life impart,

And sweetly whisper to my heart, What if my name should be left out,

“Thy Maker is thy Friend." When thou for them shalt call ? 3. O Lord, prevent it by thy grace, Be thou my only hiding-place, In this the accepted day;

1. Lo, on a narrow neck of land, Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, To still my unbelieving fear,

Secure, insensible!
Nor let me fall, I pray.

A point of time, a moment's space,

Removes me to that heavenly place, 4. Among thy saints let me be found,

Or shuts me up in hell.
Whene'er th’archangel's trump shall

To see thy smiling face; [sound, 2. O God, my inmost soul convert,
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, And deeply on my thoughtful hev
While heaven's resounding mansions ring Eternal things impress!
With shouts of sovereign grace.

Give me to feel their solemn weight,

And tremble on the brink of fate, 286

And wake to righteousness. “ No Refuge of my own." 1. O Thou who hear'st the prayer of faith, 13. Before me place in dread array, Wilt thou not save a soul from death, The pomp of that tremendous day, That casts itself on thee?

When thou, with clouds, shalt come I have no refuge of my own,

To judge the nations at thy bar;
But fly to what my Lord hath done, And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,
And suffered once for me.

To meet a joyfnl doom?
2. Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 4. O Saviour, then my soul receive,
His spotless righteousness I plead, Then hid me in thy presence live,
And his availing blood ;

And reign with thee above;
Thy merit, Lord, my robe shall be ; Wbere faith is sweetly lost in sight,
Thy merit shall atone for me,

And hope in full, supreme delight,
And bring me near to flod.

And everlasting love.


Conviction. Surrender.



JOAN iii. 3. 1 AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found,

And knew not where to go; One solemn truth increased my pain, · The sinner must be born again,"

Or sink to endless woe. 2. I heard the law, its thunders roll, While guilt lay heavy on my soul

A vast oppressive load; All creature-aid I saw was vain : “The sinner must be born again,”

Or drink the wrath of God. 8. The saints I heard with rapture tell, How Jesus conquered death and hell,

To bring salvation near; Yet still I found this truth remain“The sinner must be born again,”

Or sink in deep despair.
4. But while I thus in anguish lay,
The bleeding Saviour passed that way,

My bondage to remove:
The sinner, once by justice slain,
Now by his grace is born again,

And sings redeeming love.


Surrender to the Love of God.
1. LORD, thou hast won—at length I yield:
My heart, by mighty grace compelled,

Surrenders all to thee:
Against thy terrors long I strove,
But who can stand against thy love?

Love conquers even me.
2. Yes, since thou hast thy love revealed,
And shown my soul a pardon sealed,

I can resist no more;
Couldst thou for such a sinner bleed ?
Canst thou for such a rebel plead ?

I wonder and adore !
3. If thou hadst bid thy thunders roll,
And lightnings flash to blast my soul,

I still had stubborn been;
But mercy has my heart subdued,
A bleeding Saviour I have viewed,

And now, I hate my sin.
4. Now, Lord, I would be thine alone
Come, take possession of thine own,

For thou hast set me free;
Released from Satan's hard command,
See all my powers in waiting stand,

To be employed by thee.



So shall all saints and martyrs raise Battle Song of the Reformation.

A joyful chorus to thy praise, 1. FEAR not, O little flock, the foe

Through ages without endi Who madly seeks your overthrow;

291. Dread not his

rage and

power : What tho’your courage sometimes faints ! 1. THE mind was formed to mount sublime, This seeming triumph o'er God's saints

Beyond the narrow bounds of time, Lasts but a little hour.

To everlasting things; 2. Fear not ! be strong! your cause belongs

But earthly vapors dim her sight, To him who can avenge your wrongs;

And hang, with cold oppressive weight, Leave all to him, your Lord ;

Upon her drooping wings.
Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, 2. Bright scenes of bliss—unclouded skies,
Salvation shall for you arise:

Invite my soul ;-oh, could I rise,
He girdeth on his sword !

Nor leave a thought below,

r'a bid farewell to anxious care, 8. As sure as God's own promise stands, And say, to every tempting snareNot earth, nor hell,with all their bands, Heaven calls, and I must go!

Against us shall prevail : [throne; The Lord shall mock them from his

3. Heaven calls—and can I yet delay? God is with us, we are his own;

Can aught on earth engage my stay? Our vict'ry cannot fail !

Ah! wretched lingering heart !

Come, Lord ! with strength, and life and 4. Amen! Lord Jesus, grant our prayer ;

light, Great Captain' now thine arm make bare, Assist and guide my upward flight, Thy church wi a strength defend :

And bid the world depart.

« AnteriorContinua »