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Full of guilt, alas! I am,

But to thy wounds for refuge flee;
Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb,
Thy blood was fhed for me.
2 Nothing have I, LORD, to pay,
Nor can thy grace procure;
Empty fend me not away,

For I, thou know'st, am poor;
Duft and ashes is my name,
My all is fin and mifery:
Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb,
Thy blood was fhed for me.
3 Without money, without price,
I come thy love to buy;
From myself I turn my eyes,
The chief of finners, I:
Take, O take me, as I am,,

And let me lofe myfelf in thee;
Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb,
Thy blood was fhed for me.

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THE SAME.

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JESU, friend of finners, hear,
Yet once again, I pray;

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From my debt of fin fet clear,
For I have nought to pay.
Speak, O fpeak the kind release
A poor backfliding foul reftore;
Love me freely, feal my peace,
And bid me fin no more.

2 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread
An hardness o'er my heart;
But if thou thy Spirit fhed,
The ftony fhall depart ;

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Shed thy love, thy tenderness,

And let me feel thy foft'ning pow'r ;

Love me freely, feal my peace,

And bid me fin no more.

For this only thing I pray,
And this will I require,
Take the pow'r of fin away,
Take ev'ry vain defire :
Perfect me in holiness,

Thine image to my foul reftore;
Love me freely, feal my peace,
And bid me fin no more.

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34. TO JESUS CHRIST.

JESU, JESU, King of faints,
Known to thee are all my wants;
Self-convicted, felf-abhorr'd,
I approach thee, dearest LORD,

2 Known to thee, whofe eyes are flame, I thy love and pity claim;

With an eye of love look down,.
Help, LORD, help me, very foon.
3 Still I feel a fefhly part,
Much corruption in my heart;
Oh! I'm very vile indeed,
Of thy blood I fure have need.

4 Break, O break this heart of stone;
Form it for thy ufe alone;
Bid each vanity depart,
Build thy temple in my heart.
5 This be my fupport in need,
That thou did❜ft fo freely bleed;
Hence my hopes and joys arife,
From thy bloody facrifice.

6 This confirms me when I'm weak,
Comforts me when I am fick;
Gives me courage when I faint,
Well fupplies my ev'ry want.
7 Saviour, to my heart be near,
Exercife the fhepherd's care;
Guard my weakness by thy grace,
Let me feel a conftant peace.

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35.

THE SAME

GROUND, O ground me on the Lamb,

Other Saviours I disclaim;

Fix my heart on thee to stay,
Do it, LORD, without delay.

2 Empty is created good,
I want more fubftantial food
All is vanity befide

JESUS, and him crucify'd. !
3 Fruitless is my fearch to find
True ferenity of mind,
Till I have with JESUS been,
And his fimiling face have feen.

4

In thy prefence may I dwell,
Subject to thy holy will;

Show'r on me thy pow'r divine,
Mortify the man of fin.

5 While I travel here beneath,
Thy kind influence on me breathe;
Reconcil'd to me appear,

And thy righteousness bring near.
6 Grant me ftill in grace to grow,
While a pilgrim here below;
Let me by thy Spirit move,
And with all my heart thee love.

HYMN 36. ABSENCE FROM GOD.

Thou, whofe tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble figh;
Whofe hand, indulgent, wipes the tears
From forrow's weeping eye.

2 See! low before thy throne of grace
A wretched wand'rer mourn;
Haft thou not bid me feek thy face?
Haft thou not faid, Return?

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail
To drive me from thy feet?
O let not this dear refuge fail,
This only safe retreat.

4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light, Without one chearing ray,

Thro' dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How defolate my way!

5 O fhine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy fhine;
And let thy healing voice impart
A tafte of joys divine.

6 Thy prefence only can beftow
Delights which never cloy
Be this my folace here below,
And my eternal joy...

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EAR LORD, attend my pray❜r,
And all my wants relieve;

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Come to my heart, and dwell thou there,
That thou in me may'ft live,'

2 In weakness I draw nigh

Unto the throne of grace:
Anfwer the finner's mournful cry,
And fill me with thy peace:

3 Thou read'st my naked breast
For liberty I groan;

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I figh in thee, my LORD, to reft,
And worship thee alone.

4 Fain would I hate my fin,

And ponder on thy love;
Till all be fanctify'd within,
And my whole heart's above.

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