2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 3 Assure my conscience of her part And bear thy witness with my heart, 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 1 Bethel.] HYMN 45. C. M. Y My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? Awake, my sluggish soul! Nothing hath half thy work to do, 2 Go to the ants; for one poor grain Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, We, for whose guard the angel-bands 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, Come, holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill, And warm our frozen hearts. 6 Give us with active warmth to move, With vig'rous souls to rise; 1 With hands of faith and wings of love, Mear.] HYMN 46. C. M. NOD is in this and every place! G But, O! how dark and void; To me 'tis one great wilderness, 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, Till he his glorious self reveals, 3 O thou who seest and know'st my grief, Thyself unseen, unknown; Pity my helpless unbelief, And break my heart of stone! 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, The long-sought blessing give; And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face and live. 5 A darker soul did never yet Thy promis'd help implore : 6 Now, Jesus, now the Father's love Peterborough.] HYMN 47. C. M. 1 HOU hidden God, for whom I groan, Till thou thyself declare : God, inaccessible, unknown, E * A sinner welt'ring in his blood, 2 An unregenerate child of man, The darkness which through thee I feel. 3 Thou hast in unbelief shut up, 4 I would not to thy foe submit; Send forth the pris'ner from the pit, Show me the blood that bought my peace, And all my griefs at once shall cease, 5 Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend!The mountain-sin remove; My unbelief and troubles end, A ray of living faith impart, And God is all my own. Angels' Hymn.] HYMN 48. L. M. THE 1 HOU man of griefs, remember me, Who never canst thyself forget, Thy last mysterious agony, Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat! 2 When wrestling in the strength of prayer, Thy spirit sunk beneath its load; Thy feeble flesh abhorr'd to bear The wrath of an Almighty God. 3 Father, if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire; Remove this load of guilty wo, Nor let me in my sins expire! 4 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my wretched soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll. 5 To thee my last distress I bring; The heighten'd fear of death I find; The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind. 6 I deprecate that death alone, 1 That endless banishment from thee; O save, and give me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me! Mourner.] HYMN 49. L. M. 'L ORD Jesus, when, when shall it be, 2 Here I repent, and sin again; 3 O Saviour, when, when shall I be, 4 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course, 1 Mourner.] HYMN 50. L. M. GOD, to whom in flesh reveal'd 2 With publicans and harlots I, In these thy Spirit's Gospel days, To thee, the sinner's friend, draw nigh, And humbly sue for saving grace. 3 Thou seest me helpless and distress'd, Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor; Weary, I come to thee for rest, And, sick of sin, implore a cure. 4 My sin's incurable disease, Thou, Jesus, thou alone canst heal; Inspire me with thy power and peace, And pardon on my conscience seal. 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee, Can turn my heart, and make it clean; Purge the foul inbred leprosy, And save me from my bosom sin. 6 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe Thou canst the saving grace impart ; Thou canst this instant now forgive, And stamp thine image on my heart. |