To rescue me from wo, Thou didst with all things part; Didst lead a suff'ring life below, To gain my worthless heart.
My worthless heart to gain, The God of all that breathe, Was found in fashion as a man, And died a cursed death.
AND can I yet delay, My little all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive?
Nay, but I yield, I yield!
I can hold out no more:
I sink, by dying love compell'd, And own Thee conqueror!
Though late, I all forsake, My friends, my all resign; Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, And seal me ever thine!
Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove : Settle and fix my wavering soul With all thy weight of love.
My one desire be this,
Thy only love to know;
To seek and taste no other bliss,
No other good below.
My life, my portion thou,
Thou all-sufficient art;
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now
Enter and keep my heart.
THAT thou wouldst the heavens rent, In majesty come down;
Stretch out thine arm omnipotent,
And seize me for thine own!
2 Descend, and let thy lightnings burn The stubble of thy foe;
My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn, And make the mountains flow!
3 Thou my impetuous spirit guide, And curb my headstrong will; Thou only canst drive back the tide, And bid the sun stand still.
4 What though I cannot break my chain, Or e'er throw off my load;
The things impossible to men, Are possible to God.
5 Is there a thing too hard for thee, Almighty Lord of all;
Whose threat'ning looks dry up the sea, And make the mountains fall?
6 Who, who shall in thy presence stand, And match Omnipotence? Ungrasp the hold of thy right-hand, Or pluck the sinner thence?
7 Sworn to destroy, let earth assail; Nearer to save thou art;
Stronger than all the powers of hell; And greater than my heart.
8 Lo! to the hills I lift mine eye; Thy promis'd aid I claim : Father of mercies, glorify Thy favourite Jesu's name.
9 Salvation in that name is found, Balm of my grief and care; A med'cine for my every wound All, all I want is there.
1 JESU! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord, The weary sinner's friend; Come to my help, pronounce the word; And bid my troubles end.
2 Deliv'rance to my soul proclaim, And life and liberty;
Shed forth the virtue of thy name, And Jesus prove to me!
3 Faith to be heal'd thou know'st I have; For thou that faith hast given; Thou canst, thou wilt the sinner save, And make me meet for heaven.
4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine; Thou wilt victorious prove: For everlasting strength is thine, And everlasting love.
5 Thy powerful Spirit shall subdue Unconquerable sin;
Cleanse this foul heart, and make it new, And write thy law within.
6 Bound down with twice ten thousand ties, Yet let me hear thy call;
My soul in confidence shall rise,
Shall rise and break through all,
Speak, and the deaf shall hear thy voice, The blind his sight receive;
The dumb in songs of praise rejoice; The heart of stone believe,
8 The Ethiop then shall change his skin; The dead shall feel thy power; The loathsome leper shall be clean, And I shall sin no more.
Kennebeck.] HYMN 69. 4 8's & 2 6's.
HEE, Jesus, thee, the sinner's friend; I follow on to apprehend,
Renew the glorious strife; Divinely confident and bold,
With faith's strong arm on thee lay hold, Thee, my eternal life.
2 Thy heart, I know, thy tender heart Doth in my sorrow feel its part, And at my tears relent;
My powerful sighs thou canst not bear, Nor stand the violence of my prayer, My prayer omnipotent.
3 Give me the grace, the love I claim; Thy Spirit now demands thy name! Thou know'st the Spirit's will; He helps my soul's infirmity, And strongly intercedes for me With groans unspeakable.
4 Answer, O Lord, thy Spirit's groan! O make to me thy nature known, Thy hidden name impart ! (Thy name and nature are the same) Tell me thy nature, and thy name, And write it on my heart.
1 PRIS'NER of hope, to thee I turn, And, calmly confident, I mourn, And pray, and weep for thee:
Tell me thy love, thy secret tell, Thy mystic name in me reveal, Reveal thyself in me!
2 Descend, pass by me, and proclaim, O Lord of hosts, thy glorious name, "The Lord, the gracious Lord; Long-suffering, merciful, and kind, The God who always bears in mind. His everlasting word."
3 Plenteous he is in truth and grace; He wills that all the fallen race Should turn, repent, and live: His pard'ning grace for all is free; Transgression, sin, iniquity,
He freely doth forgive.
4 Mercy he doth for thousands keep; He goes and seeks the one lost sheep, And brings his wand'rer home:
And every soul that sheep might be ; Come, then, my Lord, and gather me, My Jesus, quickly come.
5 Take me into thy people's rest, O come, and with my sole request, My one desire comply!
Make me partaker of my hope, Then bid me get me quickly up, And on thy bosom die.
Kennebeck.] HYMN 70. 4 8's & 2 6's.
1 TILL, Lord, I languish for thy grace, Reveal the beauties of thy face, The middle wall remove: Appear and banish my complaint; Come and supply my only want, Fill all my soul with love!
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