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But who, I ask thee, who art thou?
Tell me thy name, and tell me now.
3 In vain thou strugglest to get free,
I never will unloose my hold;
Art thou the man that died for me?
The secret of thy love unfold:
Wrestling, I will not let thee go,
Till I thy name, thy nature know.
4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal
Thy new, unutterable name?
Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell;
To know it now resolv'd I am :
Wrestling, I will not let thee go,
Till I thy name, thy nature know.

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain. And murmur to contend so long :

I rise superior to my pain:

When I am weak, then I am strong!
And when my all of strength shall fail,
I shall with the God-Man prevail.

SECOND PART.

1 YIELD to me now, for I am weak,
But confident in self-despair;
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak;
Be conquer'd by my instant prayer:
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move,
And tell me if thy name be love.

2 'Tis love! 'tis love! thou didst for me;
I hear thy wisper in my heart;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee,
Pure, universal love thou art :
To me, to all, thy bowels move,
Thy nature and thy name is love.

3 My prayer hath power with God; the grace Unspeakable I now receive;

Through faith I see thee face to face;
I see thee face to face, and live!
In vain I have not wept and strove;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.
4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art,
Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend :
Nor wilt thou with the night depart,

But stay and love me to the end:
Thy mercies never shall remove,
Thy nature and thy name is Love.
5 The Sun of Righteousness on me
Hath rose with healing in his wings;
Wither'd my nature's strength; from thee
My soul its life and succour brings ;
My help is all laid
all laid up above;

Thy nature and thy name is Love. 6 Contented now upon my thigh

I halt, till life's short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness, I

On thee alone for strength depend;
Nor have I power from thee to move;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.

7 Lame as I am, I take the prey;

Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome:
I leap for joy, pursue my way,

And, as a bounding hart, fly home ;
Through all eternity to prove

Thy nature and thy name is Love.

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THOU, whom fain my soul would love!
Whom I would gladly die to know ;

This veil of unbelief remove,

And show me all thy goodness, show:

Jesus thyself in me reveal,

Tell me thy name, thy nature tell.

2 Hast thou been with me, Lord, so long,
Yet thee, my Lord, have I not known!
I claim thee with a faltering tongue;
I pray thee in a feeble groan,
Tell me, O tell me who thou art!
And speak thy Name into my heart.
3 If now thou talkest by the way

With such an abject worm as me,
The mystery of grace display;

Open mine eyes that I may see: That I may understand thy word, "And now cry out,-" It is the Lord."

DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION.

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Rochester.] HYMN 79. C. M.

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ONG have I seem'd to serve Thee, Lord.
With unavailing pain:

Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy word,
And heard it preach'd in vain.

2 Oft did I with th' assembly join,
And near thy altar drew;
A form of godliness was mine,
The power I never knew.

3 I rested in the outward law,
Nor knew its deep design:
The length and breadth I never saw,
And height of love divine.

4 To please thee thus at length I see,
Vainly I hop'd and strove;

For what are outward things to thee,
Unless they spring from love?

5 1 see the perfect law requires Truth in the inward parts;

Our full consent, our whole desires,

Our undivided hearts.

6 But I of means have made

Of means an idol made: The spirit in the letter lost,

my

boast,

The substance in the shade.

7 Where am I now, or what my hope? What can my weakness do? Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 'Tis thou must make it new.

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Watchman.] HYMN 80.

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FIRST PART.

S. M.

Y gracious, loving Lord,
To thee what shall I
say?
Well may I tremble at thy word,
And scarce presume to pray!
Ten thousand wants have I;
Alas! I all things want!
But thou hast bid me always cry.
And never, never faint.

Yet, Lord, well might I fear,
Fear e'en to ask thy grace;
So oft have I, alas! drawn near,
And mock'd thee to thy face:
With all pollutions stain'd,
Thy hallow'd courts I trod;
Thy name and temple I profan'd,
And dar'd to call thee God.

3 Nigh with my lips I drew;
My lips were all unclean:

Thee with my heart I never knew,
My heart was full of sin:

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DESCRIBING

Far from the living Lord, As far as hell from heaven; Thy purity I still abhorr'd, Nor look'd to be forgiven.

My nature I obey'd;

My own desires pursu❜d:

And still a den of thieves I made

The hallow'd house of God.
The worship he approves,
To him I would not pay;
My selfish ends, and creature-loves,
Had stole my heart away.

My sin and nakedness

I studied to disguise;

Spoke to my soul a flatt'ring peace,
And put out my own eyes;
In fig-leaves I appear'd;

Nor with my form would part;
But still retain'd a conscience sear'd,
A hard, deceitful heart.

SECOND PART.

1 A GODLY, formal saint
I long appear'd in sight;
By self and Satan taught to paint
My tomb, my nature, white.
The Pharisee within

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Still undisturb'd remain'd

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The strong man, arm'd with guilt of sin.
Safe in his palace reign'd.

But, Oh! the jealous God
In my behalf came down ;

Jesus himself the stronger show'd,
And claim'd me for his own,

My spirit he alarm'd,

And brought into distress;

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