o 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.

e 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,
• And there my guilt confess;
'I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone,
Without his sovereign grace.

o 4 I'll to the gracious King approach,
"Whose sceptre pardon gives;
-Perhaps he may command my touch-
And then the suppliant lives.

5 Perhaps he will admit my plea,-
'Perhaps will hear my prayer ;
eBut if I perish, I will pray,
'And perish only there.

-6 I can but perish if I go ;
'I am resolv'd to try;
For if I stay away, I know
'I must for ever die.'

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HYMN 40. 7 & 6. Clark's. [b*]

The Heart healed by Mercy.

SIN enslav'd me ma and

And led me bound and blind;
Till at length a thousand fears
Came swarming o'er my mind.
e Where, (I said in deep distress,)
Will these sinful pleasures end?
How shall I secure my peace,
And make the Lord my friend?
-2 Friends and ministers said much,
The gospel to enforce ;

But my blindness still was such,
I chose a legal course:

Much I fasted, watch'd, and strove,
Scarce would shew my face abroad;
e Fear'd, almost, to speak or move-
A stranger still to God.

-3 Thus afraid to trust his grace,
Long time did I rebel ;

e Till, despairing of my case, Down at his feet I fell;

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Then my stubborn heart he broke,
And subdu'd me to his sway;

By a simple word he spoke-
Thy sins are done away.'

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HYMN 41. L. M. Islington. [*]
The happy Change.

N sin, by blinded passions led,

IN

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In search of fancied good we range;
The paths of disappointment tread,
To nothing fix'd-but love of change.
-2 But when the Holy Ghost imparts
A knowledge of the Saviour's love;
Our wand'ring, weary, restless hearts
Are then renew'd, no more to rove.
o 3 Now a new principle takes place,
Which guides and animates the will;
-This love, another name for grace,
Constrains to good, and bars from ill
o 4 By love's pure light we soon perceive
Our noblest bliss, and proper end;
And gladly ev'ry idol leave,

To love and serve our Lord and Friend.

HYMN 42. L. M. Portugal. [b*] The Influences of the Spirit experienced. John xiv, 16, 17.

• 1 DEAR Lord and shall thy Spirit rest

In such a wretched heart as mine? d Unworthy dwelling!-glorious Guest! Favours astonishing-divined

e 2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear,
And hope almost expires in night;-
Lord, can thy Spirit then be here,
-Great spring of comfort, life, and light?
o 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh;
"Tis he sustains my fainting heart,
Else would my hopes for ever die,
And ev'ry cheering ray depart.
-4 When some kind promise glads my soul,
Do I not find his healing voice

The tempest of my fears control,
And bid my drooping powers rejoice?

5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires; Can it be less than power Divine, Which animates these strong desires? 6 And when my cheerful hope can say, d I love my God, and taste his grace,' Lord, is it not thy blissful ray,

Which brings this dawn of sacred peace? -7 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love,

o And light, and heavenly peace impartSweet earnests of the joys above.

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HYMN 43. 8's. Bethany. [*]
Power of Faith. Rom. i, 17.
moment a sinner believes,
And trusts in his crucified God,

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o His pardon at once he receives

Redemption in full through his blood.

Steele.

o 2 Though thousands and thousands of foes
Against him in malice unite-

Their rage he, through Christ, can oppose,
Led forth by the Spirit to fight.

-3 The faith that unites to the Lamb,
And brings such salvation as this,
Is more than mere fancy, or naine-
d The work of Gcd's Spirit it is.
• 4 It treads on the world, and on hell,
It vanquishes death and despair,
e And what is still stranger to tell,
d It overcomes heaven by prayer.
5 It says to the mountains, ' Depart,'
That stand betwixt God and the soul;
It binds up the broken in heart,

And makes wounded consciences whole-
-6 Bids sins of a crimson-like dye
Be spotless as snow, and as white;

o And raises the sinner on high,
To dwell with the angels of light.

HYMN 44. S. M. Peckham. [*]

Hart.

Preciousness of Faith. Eph. ii, 8, 2 Pet. i, 1.

1

FAITH
AITH-'tis a precious grace,

Where'er it is bestow'd;

2

Jesus it owns as King,
An all-atoning Priest;

It claims no merit of its own,
But looks for all in Christ.

3 To him it leads the soul,

When fill'd with deep distress
Flies to the fountain of his blood,

And trusts his righteousness.
4 Since 'tis thy work alone,
And that divinely free;
Lord, send the Spirit of thy Son,
To work this faith in me.

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HYMN 45. C. M. Arundel. [*]

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Faith encouraged by ancient Example.

Heb. xi, 13

R

ISE, O my soul, pursue the path,
By ancient worthies trod;

Aspiring, view those holy men,

Who liv'd and walk'd with God.

-2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear,
And in example live;

Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds,
Still fresh instruction give.

o 3 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious

They conquer'd ev'ry foe;

And to his power and matchless grace,

Their crowns of life they owe.

-4 Lord, may I ever keep in view
The patterns thou hast given-
Ard ne'er forsake the blessed road,
That led them safe to heaven.

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HYMN 46. L. M. Oporto. [*]
The new Convert.

THE new-born child o. gospel grace,

Like some fair tree when summer's nigh

Beneath EMMANUEL'S shining face,
Lifts up his blooming branch on high,
2 No fears he feels he sees no foes-
No conflict yet his faith employs;

Nor has he learn'd to whom he owes The strength and peace his soul enjoys. e 3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting; And, comforts sinking day by day, What seem'd his own, a self-fed spring, Proves but a brook. that glides away. -4 When Gideon arm'd his num'rous. host, The Lord soon made his numbers less; And said, 'Lest Israel vainly boast, d' My arm secured me this success.' e 5 Thus will he bring our spirits down, And draw our ebbing comforts low; -That, sav'd by grace, but not our own, We may not claim the praise we owe. Cowper

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HYMN 47. C. M. Canterbury. [*]

Comforts, True and False.

GOD, whose favourable eye
The sin-sick soul revives;
Holy and heavenly is the joy,
Thy shining presence gives.

e 2 Not such as hypocrites suppose,
Who, with a graceless heart,
Taste not of thee, but drink a dose,
Prepar'd by Satan's art.

3 In.oxicating joys are theirs,
Who, while they boast their light,
And seem to soar above the stars,
Are plunging into night.

e 4 Lull'd in a soft and fatal sleep,
They sin, and yet rejoice;

e Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep,
Would they not hear his voice?

-5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim
The soul from Satan's power;
e That make me blush for what I am,
And hate my sin the more.

--6 'Tis joy enough, my All in All,
At thy dear feet to lie;

Thou wilt not let me lower fall,
And none can higher fly.

Cowper.