Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent,
The rock in sunder cleave:
Thou, by thy two-edg'd sword,
My soul and spirit part;
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break my stubborn heart.
Saviour and Prince of peace,
The double grace bestow;
Unloose the bands of wickedness,
And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove :
Wound, and pour in my wounds to heal,
The balm of pard'ning love.
For thine own mercy's sake,
The hind'rance now remove :
And into thy protection take
The pris'ner of thy love;
In every trying hour,
Stand by my feeble soul,
And screen me from my nature's power,
Till thou hast made me whole.
This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be;
Should let my sins this moment go,
This moment turn to thee :
O might I now embrace
Thine all-sufficient power!
And never more to sin give place,
And never grieve thee more.
Bethlehem.] HYMN 30. 7's, 6's, & 1 8.
ESUS, let thy pitying eye
Call back a wand'ring sheep;
False to thee, like Peter, I
Would fain like Peter weep:
Let me be by grace restor❜d:
On me be all long-suff'ring shown;
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, Repentance to impart,
Give me, through thy dying love,
The humble, contrite heart:
Give what I have long implor'd,
A portion of thy grief unknown :
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
3 For thine own compassion's sake,
The gracious wonder show;
Cast my sins behind thy back,
And wash me white as snow;
If thy bowels now are stirr'd,
If I now myself bemoan,
Turn, and look upon, me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
4 See me, Saviour, from above,
Nor suffer me to die!
Life, and happiness, and love,
Drop from thy gracious eye;
Speak the reconciling word,
And let thy mercy melt me down;
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
5 Look, as when thine eye pursu'd
The first apostate man;
Saw him welt'ring in his blood,
And bade him rise again :
Speak my paradise restor❜d,
Redeem me by thy grace alone:
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
6 Look, as when thy languid eye
Was clos'd that we might live;
Father," (at the point to die
My Saviour gasp'd) "forgive."
Surely with that dying word,
He turns, and looks, and cries, ""Tis done;" O my bleeding, loving Lord,
Thou break'st my heart of stone!
Clarks.] HYMN 31. 7's, 6's, & 1 8.
ET the world their virtue boast,
Their works of righteousness!
I, a wretch undone and lost,
Am freely sav'd by grace;
Other title I disclaim;
This, only this, is all my plea :
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
2 Happy they whose joys abound,
Like Jordan's swelling stream;
Who their heaven in Christ have found;
And give the praise to him;
Meanest follower of the Lamb,
His steps I at a distance see ;
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
3 I, like Gideon's fleece, am found,
Unwater'd still, and dry;
While the dew on all around,
Falls plenteous from the sky;
Yet my Lord I cannot blame,
The Saviour's grace for all is free;
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
4 Surely he will lift me up,
For I of him have need:
I cannot give up my hope,
Though I am cold and dead:
To bring fire on earth he came;
O that it now might kindled be!
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
5 Jesus, thou for me hast died,
And thou in me wilt live;
I shall feel thy death apply'd;
I shall thy life receive:
Yet when melted in the flame
Of love, this shall be all my plea, I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
ITH glorious clouds encompass'd round,
Whom angels dimly see;
Will the unsearchable be found,
Or God appear to me?
2 Will he forsake his throne above,
Himself to worms impart?
Answer, thou Man of grief and love,
And speak it to my heart.
3 In manifested love explain
Thy wonderful design;
What meant the suffering Son of Man,
The streaming blood divine?
4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear,
And live and die below,
That I might now perceive thee near.
And my Redeemer know?
5 Come then, and to my soul reveal
The heights and depths of grace,
The wounds which all my sorrows heal,
That dear disfigur'd face.
6 Before my eyes
of faith confess'd, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name.
7 JEHOVAH in thy person show,
JEHOVAH crucified!
And then the pard'ning God I know,
And feel the blood applied.
8 I view the Lamb in his own light,
Whom angels dimly see;
And gaze, transported at the sight,
To all eternity.
Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 33. 6 lines 8's.
ESUS, if still the same thou art,
If all thy promises are sure,
Set up thy kingdom in my heart,
And make me rich, for I am poor:
To me be all thy treasures given,
The kingdom of an inward heaven.
2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourner blest ;
And lo! for thee I ever mourn;
I cannot, no, I will not rest,
Till thou my only rest return;
Till thou the Prince of Peace appear,
And I receive the Comforter.
3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd
On all that hunger after thee?
I hunger now, I thirst for God;
See the poor fainting sinner, see;
And satisfy with endless peace,
And fill me with thy righteousness.
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