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3 Father of everlasting grace,

Be mindful of thy changeless word; We worship t'ward that holy place,

In which thou dost thy name record; Dost make thy gracious nature known, That living temple of thy Son.

4 Thou dost with sweet complacence see, The temple fill'd with light divine;

And art thou

not well pleas'd with me, Who, turning to that heavenly shrine, Through Jesus to thy throne apply, Through Jesus for acceptance cry ?

5 With all who for redemption groan, Father, in Jesu's name we pray! And still we cry and wrestle on, - Till mercy take our sins away: Hear from thy dwelling place in heaven, And now pronounce our sins forgiven.

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Willowby.] HYMN 183. 4 8's & 2 6's.

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THOU who hast our sorrows borne,

Help us to look on thee and mourn, On thee whom we have slain;

Have pierc'd a thousand, thousand times, And by reiterated crimes

Renew'd thy sacred pain.

2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see

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The man transfix'd on Calvary!

To know thee who thou art;
The One Eternal God and True;
And let the sight affect, subdue,
And break my stubborn heart.
3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine,
Reveal the charity divine,
That suffer'd in my stead!

That made thy soul a sacrifice,

And quench'd in death those flaming eyes,
And bow'd that sacred head.

4 The veil of unbelief remove,
And by thy manifested love,
And by thy sprinkled blood,
Destroy the love of sin in me,
And get thyself the victory,
And bring me back to God.
5 Now let thy dying love constrain
My soul to love its God again,
Its God to glorify!

And, lo! I come thy cross to share,
Echo thy sacrificial prayer,

And with my Saviour die!

Broadmead.] HYMN 184. 6 lines 8's.

1 HOU God unsearchable, unknown,
THO
Who still conceal'st thyself from me;
Hear an apostate spirit groan,

Broke off, and banish'd far from thee;
But, conscious of my fall, I mourn,
And fain I would to thee return.

2 Send forth one ray of heavenly light,
Of Gospel hope, of humble fear,
To guide me through the gulf of night,
My poor desponding soul to cheer,
Till thou my unbelief remove,
And show me all thy glorious love.
3 A hidden God indeed thou art;

Thy absence I this moment feel:
Yet must I own it from my heart,
Conceal'd, thou art a Saviour still:
And though thy face I cannot see,
I know thine eye is fix'd on me.
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4 My Saviour thou, though not reveal'd,
Yet will I thee my Saviour call:
Adore thy hand, from sin withheld;
Thy hand shall save me from my fall:
Now, Lord, throughout my darkness shine,
And show thyself for ever mine.

New Sabbath.] HYMN 185. L. M.
1 ESUS, whose glory's streaming rays,
Though duteous to thy high command,
Not seraphs view with open face,

But veil'd before thy presence stand!

2 How shall weak eyes of flesh, weigh'd down
With sin, and dim with error's night,
Dare to behold thy awful throne,

Or view thy unapproached light?

3 Restore my sight! let thy free grace
An entrance to the holiest give!
Open mine eyes of faith! thy face
So shall I see: yet seeing live.

4 The golden sceptre from above

Reach forth; see, my whole heart I bow :
Say to my soul, "Thou art my love,
My chosen midst ten thousand thou!"

5 O Jesus, full of grace! the sighs
Of a sick heart with pity view!
Hark, how my silence speaks-and cries,
"Mercy, thou God of mercy, show!"

6 I know thou canst not but be good ;

How shouldst thou, Lord, thy grace restrain. Thou, Lord, whose blood so freely flow'd, To save me from all guilt and pain?

7 By faith I to the fountain fly,

Open'd for all mankind and me,

To purge my sins of deepest die,
My life and heart's impurity :

8 From Christ, the smitten Rock, it flows,
The purple and the crystal stream;
Pardon and holiness bestows,

And both I gain through faith in him.

THE

GOODNESS OF GOD IN REDEMPTION.

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Irene.] HYMN 186. 2 6's & 4 7's.

AVIOUR, the world's and mine,
Was ever grief like thine?

Thou my pain, my curse hast took,
sins were laid on thee:

All my

Help me, Lord, to thee I look ;

Draw me, Saviour, after thee.

'Tis done! my Lord hath died;
My Love is crucify'd;

Break this stony heart of mine;
Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood;
Feel, my soul, the
pangs divine;
Catch, my heart, the issuing blood!

When, O my God, shall I
For thee submit to die?
How the mighty debt repay?
Rival of thy passion prove;
Lead me in thyself, the way,
Melt my hardness into love.

To love is all my wish,
I only live for this:

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Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire,
There, by faith, for ever dwell;
This I always will require,

Thee, and only thee to feel.

Thy power I pant to prove,
Rooted and fix'd in love;
Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might,
Wise to fathom things divine,

What the length, and breadth, and height.
What the depth of love like thine.

Ah! give me this to know,

With all thy saints below;

Swells my soul to compass thee:
Gasps in thee to live and move;
Fill'd with all the Deity,

All immers'd and lost in love!

Tunbridge.] HYMN 187. 6 lines 8's.

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LOVE divine, what hast thou done!
Th' immortal God hath died for me!

The Father's co-eternal Son,

Bore all my sins upon the tree! The immortal God for me hath died: My Lord, my Love is crucify'd.

2 Behold him, all ye that pass by,

The bleeding Prince of life and peace ? Come see, ye worms, your Maker die, And say, was ever grief like his? Come, feel with me his blood apply'd: My Lord, my Love is crucify'd.

3 Is crucify'd for me and you,

To bring us rebels back to God:
Believe, believe the record true,
Ye all are bought with Jesu's blood:
Pardon for all flows from his side:
My Lord, my Love is crucify'd.

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