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2 He guides my soul to living springs,
NONE but Christ, my Saviour,
Loves with matchless fervor ;
This is surely true! of his commandments, day by day,
Souls in him believing, To his name's praise and glory.
And his blessings craving,
Taste them daily new; S A table for me he prepares,
Yea, his mercy far exceeds My soul enjoys his favor;
All to think or say we're able; And thus secur'd, no en’my dares
'Tis incomparable. My God and me to sever : His holy Spirit cheers my heart,
2 Weeping or rejoicing,
When from love arising, And changes ev'ry grief and smart
He takes in good part; To joys unutterable.
Whoe'er cannot truly, 4 His goodness and his mercies all
Holy, holy, holy, Will follow me for ever,
Sing with cheerful heart,
O might he but contrite be!
3 Yea, his own he guideth,
Till his thoughts of peace
Fully are accomplishid, THY thoughts of peace o'er me, my And our race here finishd, gracious Saviour,
We shall see his face. Thy mercy, love, and patience, which o rejoice with heart and voice, ne'er waver,
Church of God, and praise for ever They are my comfort, prompt me to His unbounded favor.
prostration, And adoration. 2 I am the chief of sinners, yea, the
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ONE there is above all others, Of those, whom of thy favor thou as- Who deserves the name of Friend, surest;
His is love beyond a brother's, Thy goodness shown to me can't be
Costly, free, and knows no end : expressed, Or duly praised. They who once his kindness prove,
Find it everlasting love! 3 Hadst thou 'not sought me first, and followd ever,
2 Which of all our friends, to save us, I had not come to thee, nor known Could or would have shed his blood!, thy favor;
But our Jesus dy'd, to have us When thou hadst found me, then with Reconcil'd in him to God: arms of mercy
This was boundless love indeed! Thou didst embrace' me. Jesus is a Friend in need. 4 I thank thee with sincerest heart's 3 When he liv'd on earth abased, affection,
Friend of sinners was his name, That thou according to thy grace Now to heav'nly glory raised election,
He rejoiceth in the same:
congregation,' Seal’d my Salvation. And to all their wants attends.
4 Could we bear from one another, 2 How couldst thou love such worms
What he daily bears from us? Yet this glorious Friend and Brother Why didst thon look upon our face?
Loves us, tho' we treat him thus; Why didst thou die upon the cross ? Tho' for good we render ill,
What caus'd all this but boundlessgrace? He accounts us brethren still. 'Twas, dearest Lord, thy matchless love
Which thee to save our souls did move. 5 Ob! for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; 3 o let thy pity thee constrain,
Pardon our sin, its pow'r subdge, We alas ! forget too often, What a Friend we have above;
May all of us be born again, But when home our souls are brought Let on us shine thy cheering face,
Thy image in us all renew : We will love thee as we ought. Give us to know thy saving grace.
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Be our exceeding great reward: JESUS, thy love exceeds by far
Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, Thy love of earthly friends;
Rejoice and triumph in the Lord : Bestows whate'er the sinner needs, Jesus, our boast shall be of thee, Is firm, and never ends,
In time, and in eternity. 2 My blessed Saviour, is thy love
T. 14 So bounteous, great and free? COME, Holy Ghost, inspire my song Behold I give my sinful heart,
With thy immortal flame; My life, my all to thee.
And teach my heart, & teach my tongue, 3 No man of greater love can boast, The Saviour's lovely name. Than for his friend to die :
2 The Saviour ! O what endless charms Thou for thy enemies wast slain, Dwell in the blissful sound!
What love with thine can vie? Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, 4 Tho' in the very form of God,
And spreads sweet comfort round. With heav'nly glory crown's,
3 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, Thou wouldst partake of human flesh,
In rich effusions flow, Beset with troubles round.
For guilty rebels lost by sin,
And doom'd to endless woe. 5 And now, ev'n on thy throne above, 4 God's only Son, (stupendous grace!) Thy love is still as great;
Forsook his throne above; Well thou remember'st Calvary, And swift to save our wretched race, Nor canst thy death forget.
He flew on wings of love. 6 O Lord, I'll treasure in
5 Th' almighty Former of the skies The mem'ry of thy love:
Stoop'd to our vile abode ; And thy dear name shall still to me
Whileangelsview'dwithwond'ringeyes A grateful odor prove.
And haild th' incarnate God.
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Of bliss a boundless store : JESUS, Redeemer of mankind,
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine,
I cannot wish for more.
Before thy cross I humbly fall: Beneath thy cross I fall;
my sacrifice, With sacred flames my heart inspire. My Saviour, and my All.
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2 Could I exalt thee worthily,
For thy unbounded grace,
My lauds would never cease.
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O LORD, accept my worthless heart, Frequent, distinct and strong.
And keep it ever thine ; 2 I know, thro' mercy free
Since thou for me, a sinful worm, Thine I shall ever be,
Hast shed thy blood divine, No separation here
Therewith to save my guilty soul From thee I need to fear;
From endless pain and woe: In thee I can confide,
What dearest friend in all the world Thou faithful wilt abide.
Could equal kindness show! 3 I know I worthless am, This fills my soul with shame,
T. 56. Down in the dust I bow,
THOU, O Jesus, ://: art à gracious Lord, keep me ever low ;
Lord, In thee alone I trust,
Ever faithful, :l]: keeping to thy word; Thy love is all my boast !
None can be so full of grief,
But he soon may find relief,
By the comfort :||
: thy kind looks afford. BEFORE the Father's awful throne Our High-Priest lifts his pierced LORD, had I of thy love hands,
Such an impression, And interceding for his own
As to forget all else His purchas'd property demands;
In that fruition, His people's everlasting Friend,
love fall short Who loving, loves them to the end.
Of thy great mercies; 2 By faith we claim him as our own, Nor can eternity
Our Kinsman, near ally'd in blood, Sing all thy praises.
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How much we're lov’d by God our
With warmest gratitude we trace; T. 14.
His patience, mercy, pardon, favor,
Supported us throughoàt our race: THY mercies and thy faithfulness, To him we trust for future blessing, Dear Lord, are daily new,
He'll lead us till our latest breath: But who can tell them to thy praise, O may we áll, with love unceasing, Upon a close review ?
Rejoice in him, our Lord, by faith!
XXII. - Of Love to JESUS.
| 3 With my whole heart I cleave to thee,
And thou wilt come and dwell with me; THEE will I love, mystrength& tow'r, This is my consolation !
My soul with love to thee inspire; In joy and pain my soul depends Thee will I love with all my pow'r, On thee with humble confidence,
Thou art alone my soul's desire; Thou Rock of my salvation ! Thee will I love, my King and God, Thou shalt remain my Portion blest, Shed in my heart thy love abroad. My All, by word and deed confest, 2 Ah, why did I so late thee know,
Till these mine eyes behold thy face; Thou fairest of the sons of men !
Meanwhile support me by thy grace, Ah, why did I no sooner go
O Jesus Christ :: my God and Lord, To thee who canst relieve my pain! In ev'ry trial help afford. Asham'd I sigh, and inly mourn That I so late to thee did türn. 3 Give to my eyes repenting tears,
402.* T. 200. Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd
O CHRIST, my only Life and Light,
With grateful heart's devotion,
Thus my notion
Of mercy will improve THEE, Lord, I love with sacred awe, With ev'ry thought and motion. Thy gracious presence ne'er withdraw 2 Let
' nothing dwell within my heart, From me, thy feeble creature. The world is tasteless unto me,
But thy great love and favor: I find no comfort but in thee,
May this engage my soul to part And in thy loving nature:
With ev'ry sinful savos : Yea, when the strings of life are broke,
With all things, whether great or small, Thou shalt remain my lasting Rock;
Which breed the least division,
Or Collision, Thou art my comfort and my All,
'Twixt me and God my All, Whose blood redeem'd me from the fall; Lord Jesus Christ, :||: thy saving name
Who say'd me from perdition. Preserve me from eternal shame. 3 How blest, how excellent and kind, 2 All my desires are fix'd on thee,
Are thy great love and merit! Lord Jesus, thou art more to me
Were these but fix'd within my mind,
What could disturb my spirit?
No object move my senses,
T'obstruct my love to thee;
Thus heav'n on earth commences. Whene'er I mourn, my heart to cheer, Nought in this world could comfort me; 4 O that I were still more possest My wishes centre all in thee;
Of this great, sov'reign blessing! Lord Jesus Christ! :||: if thou art gone, O that my cold and lifeless breast My ev'ry comfort is withdrawn! Might glow with love unceasing !
Grant I may watch both day and night, 10 Thy love, my Saviour, all supplies
To keep this heav'nly treasure That to my soal is wanting,
'Tis the true light unto mine eyes, Of Satan's secret spite,
My cordial, when I'm fainting : Who seeks our woe with pleasure. My bread and wine, my costly dress, 5 Thou cam'st in love to my relief, My joy and delectation, Bar'st sin's due pain and torment,
My salvation, Hung'st on the cross just like a thief, My comfort in distress, Or murd'rer, without garment,
My refuge 'midst oppression, Scorn'd, spit upon, and sore distrest: 11 My dearest Lord, shouldst thou re. 0! let thy suff'rings enter
move, To the centre
Nought else could yield me pleasure; Of this my stubborn breast,
Shouldst thou withdraw thy precious To melt and make it tender.
love, 6 The blood, which thou hast shed for me, I lose
my only treasure. Is precious, pure and holy;
Thee I seek and entertain, Butthis my heart, that swerves from thee, With inward joy receive thee, Is hard, replete with folly :
Never leave thee, Lord !
the virtue of thy blood And ne'er henceforth again Sink deep into the nature
Unfaithful prove and grieve thee. Of thy creature,
12 Thylove hath always been the same, And its skind influences spread
And ever did pursue me; Thro' ev'ry vein and feature.
Before I knew thy saving name, 7 O that my heart with eagerness In mercy thou didst view me. Would open wide, and gather ,
Olet thy love, almighty Lord, Each drop of blood my sins did press Continue to direct me, From thee, my Mediator !
And protect me, O were mine eyes a well of lears,
Yea, help to me afford, To weep for thee my
'Gainst all that would obstruct me. May I ever, Freed from all needless fears,
13 Thy love uphold me, when distrest, Enjoy thy love and favor.
Give strength, when I am feeble;
And when this mortal period's past, O that I with a babe's desire Came running, weeping, stretching. Support
, and strengthen' my weak faith;
Thou, who to save art able,
Apply thy pow'rful merit
, That I may after death,
To my spirit,
Eternal joy inherit.
T. 151. 9 Thy love divine is perfect rest, The source of all true pleasure :
JESUS, my highest treasure !
, O Jesus, be my soul thus blest, In thy communion blest,
T' enjoy thee in full measure ! I find unsully'd pleasure,
O let thy blood be healing Myself as an oblation
Í have to thee assign'd,
Because thou by thy passion
Hast heal'd my sin-sick mind.