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RILDA. L, M.
Melody by Mrs. M. De L. Love.
am-with-out one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And de ed
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Lamb of God, I come, I
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3. Spirit of glory and of God!
Long hast l'hou deigned my guide to bo; 2. Just as I am-and waiting not
Now be Thy comfort sweet bestowed; To rid my soul of one dark blot,
My God! I come, I como to Thee.
Who praise Thy name unceasingly; 3. Just as I am-though tossed about
Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! With many a conflict, many a doubt,
My God! I come, I come to Theo. "Fightings within, and fears without, O Lamb of God, I come! I come !
400. L. M. 4. Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind;
1. Thou only Sovereign of my heart, Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend
And can my soul from Thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend!
2. Whither, ah! whither shall I go, 6. Just as I amThou wilt receivo;
A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Wilt welcomo, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Can this dark world of sin and wo Because Thy promise I believe,
One glimpse of happiness afford ?
3. Eternal life Thy words impart ; 6. Just as I am-Thy love unknown
On theso my fainting spirit lives; Has broken every barrier down;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
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, 399. L. M.
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
5. Thy name my inmost powers adore ; 1. GOD of my life! Thy boundless grace, Thou art my life, my joy, my care; Chose, pardoned, and adopted me;
Depart from Thec-'t is death-'t is more My rest, my home, my dwelling-place;
"T is endless ruin, deep despair! Father! I come, I come to Thee.
6. Low at Thy feet my soul would lie; 2. Jesus, my hope, my rock, my shield!
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
For life, eternal life, is Thine.
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The proffered benefit embrace,
The plenitude of Heavenly grace: 2. The world shut out from all my soul,
And heaven brought in with all its bliss; 2. The seeing eye, the feeling sense, Oh! is there aught from pole to pole,
The mystic joys of penitence; One moment to compare with this? The tears that tell your sins forgiven;
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven; 3. This is the hidden life I prize, A life of penitential love;
3. The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, When most my follies I despise,
The unutterable tenderness; And raise my highest thoughts above. The genuine meek humility,
The wonder-" Why such love to me ?" 4. When all I am I clearly see,
And freely own, with deepest shame; 4. The o'erwhelming power of saving grace, When the Redeemer's love to me
The sight that veils the seraph's face; Kindles within a deathless flame.
The speechless awe that dares not move,
And all the silent heaven of love. 6. Thus would I live till nature fail,
C. WESLEY. And all my former sins forsake; Then rise to God, within tho vail,
401. L.M. And of eternal joys partake.
1. Thougn all the world my choice deride,
Yet Jesus shall my portion be; 402. L. M.
For I am pleased with none beside;
The fairest of the fair is He. 1. On! the sweet wonders of that cross,
2. Sweet is the vision of Thy face, Where my Redeemer loved and died ! IIer noblest life my spirit draws
And kindness o'er Thy lips is shed ; From His dear wounds, and bleeding side.
Lovely art Thou, and full of grace,
And glory beams around Thy head. 2. I would for ever speak His name, In sounds to mortal cars unknown;
3. Thy sufferings I embrace with Thee, With angels join to praise the Lamb,
Thy poverty and shameful cross;
And deem its treasures only dross.
4. Be daily dearer to my heart, 403. L. M.
And ever let me feel Thee near;
Then willingly with all I'd part, 1. COME, now, ye wanderers, to your God, Nor count it worthy of a tear. Through love, to purity restored;
WINDHAM. L. M.
1. Stay, Thou in - sulted Spi - rit, stay! Though I have done Thee such de-spite,
405. L. M.
1. Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay!
Though I have done Thee such despite, Cast not a sinner quite away,
Nor take Thine everlasting flight. 2. Though I have most unfaithful been
or all whoe'er Thy grace received; Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times Thy goodness
In honor of my great High Priest;
I shall not see Thy people's rest. 4. O Lord, my weary soul release,
And raise me by Thy gracious hand;
And bring me to the promised land.
4. My lips with shame my sins confess,
Against Thy law, against Thy grace;
I am condemn'd, but Thou art clear. 5. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
I must pronounce Thee just, in death;
Thy righteous law approves it well. 6. Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hov'ring round Thy word,
WATTS. 407. L.M. 1. WHEN Jesus' friend had ceased to be,
Still Jesus' heart its friendship kept"Where have ye laid him ?" "Come and
see," But ere his eyes could see, they wept. 2. Lord I not in sepulchres alone
Corruption's worm is rank and free;
The shades of sorrow! come and see. 3. Come, Lord! God's image can not shino
Where sin's funereal darkness lowersCome! turn those weeping eyes of Thino
Upon these singing souls of ours ! 4. And let those eyes, with shepherd care,
Their moving watch above us keep;
And as Thou weepedst, we ma weep. 6. For surely we may weep to know,
So dark and deep our spirit's stain,
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Let a repenting rebel live.
May not a sinner trust in Thee ? 2. My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The power and glory of Thy grace;
So let Thy pard'ning love be found. 3. O wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
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1. My sufførings all to Theo are known,
Tempted in every point like me; Regard my grief, regard Thine own:
Jesus, remember Calvary! 2. For whom didst Thou the cross endure ?
Who nail'd Thy body to the tree ? Did not Thy death my life procure ?
0 let Thy mercy answer me. 3. Art Thou not touched with human woe?
Hath pity left the Son of man? Dost thou not all my sorrows know,
And claim a share in all my pain ? 4. Thou wilt not break a bruised reed,
Or quench the smallest spark of grace, Till througủ, the soul Thy power is spread,
Thy all-victorious righteousness. 5. The day of small and fecble things,
I know Thou never wilt despise;
2. I hoped that in some favored hour
At once He'd answer my request; And, by His love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 3. Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart,
Assault my soul in every part.
Intent to aggravate my woe; Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my hopes, and laid me low.
4. "Lord, why is this,” I trembling cried
"Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?” “'T is in this way,” the Lord replied,
"I answer prayer for grace and faith. 4. “These inward trials I employ,
From self, and pride, to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek tlıy all in Me."
411. L. M. 409. L. M. 1. HERE at Thy cross, my dying Lord,
1. O That my load of sin were gone,
O that I could at last submit
At Jesus feet to lay it down,
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet! 2. Not all that tyrants think or say,
2. Rest for my soul I long to find; With rage and lightning in their eyes,
Saviour of all, if mine Thou art, Nor hell shall fright my heart away,
Give me Thy meek and lowly mind, Should hell with all its legions rise.
And stamp Thine image on my heart. 3. Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, 3. Break off the yoke of inbred sin, Moveless and firm this heart should lie;
And fully set my spirit free; Resolved, for that's my last defence
I can not rest, till pure within, If I must perish, there to die.
Till I am wholly lost in Thee. 4. But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear;
4. Fain would I learn of Thee, my God; Am I not safe beneath Thy shade?
Thy light and easy burden prove, Thy vengeance will not strike me here, The cross, all staind with hallow'd blood, Nor Satan dare my soul invade.
The labor of Thy dying love. 5. Yes, I'm secure beneath Thy blood,
5. I would, but Thou must give the power, And all my focs shall lose their aim;
My heart from every sin release; Hosanna to my dying Lord,
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And my best honors to His name.
And fill me with Thy perfect peace. WATTS.
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DOXOLOGY. L. M.
1. I ASKED the Lord that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of His salvation know,
And seek more earnestly His face.
Glory to Jesus, who returns
In pomp triumphant to the sky, With Thee, O Father, and with Thee,
O Holy Ghost, eternally.
on yon - der tree? What means that strange ex-pir - ing cry? Sin-ners, He piays for you and me;
O for-give! They know not that by Me they live.
For-give them, Fa-ther,
2. Selfish pursuits, and nature's maze,
The things of sense, for Thee I leave:
Into the ark of love receive;
And still it, Father, on Thy breast.
Confirm and keep my longing heart;
From Thee may I no more depart:
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Thee, by Thy painful agony,
Thy cross and passion on the tree,
C. WESLEY. 413. L.M. 6 lines. 1. WEARY of wandering from my God,
And now made willing to return,
Yet not in hopeless grief I mourn;
A Friend before the throne of love. 2. O Jesus, full of truth and grace
More full of grace than I of sin;
Open Thine arms, and take me in!
And love Thy faithless servant still. 3. Thou know'st the way to bring me back,
My fallen spirit to restore ;
Forgive, and bid me sin no more:
C. WESLEY. 411. L. M. 6 lines. 1. LOOSED from my God, and far removed,
Long have I wandered to and fro;
Nor found whereon to rest below:
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O simple Truth, scarce known on earth!
Whilo crror and deception reign! 2. Whence comes it, that, your power tho
As His on high, from whom you came,
Where'er yo visit, in your train.
Though poor, I am prepared to pay: