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Thy breast to beat, thy clothes to rend,

God asketh not of thee :
Thy stubborn soul He bids thee bend

In true humility.

O! let us then with heartfelt grief

Draw near unto our God,
And pray to Him to grant relief,

And stay the uplifted rod.
O righteous Judge, in mercy deign

To grant us all we need ;

for time to turn again,
grace to turn indeed.


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O LORD! turn not Thy face away

From him that lies prostrate,
Lamenting sore his sinful life,

Before Thy mercy gate ;
Which Thou dost open wide to those

That do lament their sin :
O shut it not against me, Lord,

But let me enter in.

Call me not to å strict account

a How I have lived here, For then I know right well

, O Lord, Most vile I shall appear. So come I to the throne of

grace, Where mercy doth abound, Desiring mercy for my sin,

To heal my deadly wound.

Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask,

This is the total sum ;
For mercy, Lord, is all my suit,

O let Thy mercy come!

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FATHER, again in Jesus' Name we meet,
And bow in penitence beneath Thy feet;
Again to Thee our feeble voices raise,
To sue for mercy, and to sing Thy praise.

Alas! unworthy of Thy boundless love,
Too oft with careless feet from Thee we rove;
But now, encouraged by Thy voice, we come,
Returning sinners, to a Father's home.

O, by His Name in whom all fulness dwells,
O, by His love which every love excels,
O, by His blood so freely shed for sin,
Open bless'd Mercy's gate, and take us in !

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Are ever to the Lord ;
I love to plead His promises,

And rest upon His Word.
When shall the sovereign grace

Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dangerous ways

My wandering feet have trod !

O keep my soul from death,

Nor put my hope to shame;
For I have placed my only trust

Redeemer's Name.
With humble faith I wait
To see Thy face again;
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said,

He sought the Lord in vain.


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D.C.M. LORD, when we bend before Thy throne,

And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own,

And hate what we deplore :
Our broken spirits pitying see;

True penitence impart;
Then let a kindling glance from Thee

Beam hope upon the heart.
When we disclose our wants in prayer,

May we our wills resign,
And not a thought our bosom share

That is not wholly Thine ;
May faith each weak petition fill,

And waft it to the skies;
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still

That grants it, or denies.

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How shall a contrite spirit pray,

A broken heart its grief make known, A weary

wanderer find the way To peace and rest? Through Christ alone.

Father, in Him we claim our part,

For Thy Son's sake accept us now;
In Him well pleased Thou always art,

Well pleased with us through Him be Thou.

O look on Thine anointed One;

Thy gift in Him is all our plea,
Our righteousness--what He hath done;


for us to Thee.


So while He intercedes above, .11 In His dear Name may we believe,

And all the fulness of Thy love

Into our inmost souls receive.

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God of my salvation, hear,

And help me to believe;
Simply do I now draw near,

Thy blessing to receive;
Full of guilt, alas! I am,

Yet to Thy wounds for refuge flee;
Friend of sinners! spotless Lamb!

Thy blood was shed for me.

Nothing have I, Lord, to pay,
But trust Thy grace

Empty send me not away,

Thus helpless and undone ;
Dust and ashes is my name,

My all is sin and misery;

Friend of sinners! spotless Lamb! gor Thy blood was shed for me.


I, alas! no price can bring,

Yet come to seek Thy love ; Though so vile, so lost a thing,

May I Thy mercy prove: Take me, wretched as I am,

From guilt and fear, 0 set me free; Friend of sinners! spotless Lamb!

Thy blood was shed for me.

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O TROU, from whom all goodness flows,

I lift my heart to Thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,

O Lord, remember me!

When on my aching, burden'd heart

My sins lie heavily,
Thy pardon grant, Thy peace impart,

In love remember me !

When trials sore obstruct my way,

And ills I cannot flee,
Oh, let my strength be as my day,

For good remember me!

When worn with pain, disease, and grief,

This feeble body see;
Give patience, rest, and kind relief,

Hear, and remember me!

If on my face, for Thy loved Name,

Shame and reproach shall be,
All hail reproach, and welcome shame,

If Thou remember me !

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