2 O LORD, how faithlefs is my heart,, How apt to turn afide; And wander in its own deceits, 3 Yet, dearest Saviour, love me ftill, 4 Yet let me not thy grace abufe, 5 Saviour of finners, now do this Let me not turn away From thy dear crofs and bleeding wounds,, 6 On me, my King, exert thy pow'r, 7 Create all new, and draw me ftill, I thank and praise thee, deareft LORD2, For all that thou haft dene; O take me to thee as I am,. For thy redeemed one. I HYMN 87. ISCIPLES of CHRIST, Attend, and affift In finging his fame: 3 Not only he dy❜d, But alfo arofe; Laid weakness afide, And trod on his foes, Dominion and pow'r. 4 O merciful Lamb, Who fit'ft on the throne, We bow at thy name, We count thee alone Deferving our bleffing; HYMN 88. REJOICING IN HOPE, I MY Saviour, my almighty friend, 2 Thou art my everlasting truft, Send down thy grace, O bleffed LORD, That I may love thee more. 3 My feet fhall travel all the length Of the celeftial road; And march with courage in thy ftrength, To fee the LORD my GOD. 4 How will my lips rejoice to tell My fout redeem'd from fin and hell, 5 My tongue fhall all the day proclaim My Saviour, and my GOD; His death hath brought my foes to fhame, And drown'd them in his blood. 6 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs, I'll entertain the darkest hours, HYMN 89. TRUE FAITH. I Love, thou bottomlefs abyfs ! e; From condemnation I am free 2 With faith I plunge me in that fea 3 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head, Tho' ftrength, and health, and friends be gone; Tho' joys be wither'd all and dead, 4 Fixt on this ground wou'd remain,. HYMN CO. FOR THE SPIRIT OF ADOPTION. I FATHER, (if thou my Father art) Send forth the Spirit of thy Son; Breathe him into my panting heart, And make me know as I am known. Make me thy conscious child, that I May Father, Abba, Father, cry! 2 O that the Comforter wou'd come, Nor vifit as a tranfient gueft; But fix in me his conftant home, And keep poffeffion of my breaft And make my foucis lov'd abode, The temple of th' in-dwelling God! 3 Come, holy Ghoft, my foul infpire, Atteft that I am born again; Come and baptize me, LORD, with fire, Nor let thy former gifts be vain: O grant, the fenfe of fin forgiv'n, O grant the earnest of my heav'n. 40 give th' indifputable feal, That afcertains the kingdom mine! I |