2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; Christ and His cross my only plea:

O God, be merciful to me.

3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see: O God, be merciful to me.

4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done,
Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee:
O God, be merciful to me.

5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell,
With all the ransomed throng I dwell,
My raptured song shall ever be,
God has been merciful to me.

Also the following:

316 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry. 317 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost.

319 Weary of earth and laden with my sin.
322 O Thou the contrite sinner's friend.
325 In the hour of trial.

375 Sinful, sighing to be blest.
376 Out of the deep I call.
377 Jesus, Lord of life and glory.
378 Have mercy, Lord, on me.

379 Lord when we bend before Thy throne.
380 Heal me, O my Saviour, heal.
381 Son of Man, to Thee I cry.
382 O Jesus, Thou art standing.
383 Lord I beseech Thee, on this day.
405 God my Father hear me, pray.
557 Pity on us, heavenly Father.
558 Son of God, for man decreed.
559 God the Father, God the Son.
560 Father hear Thy children's call.
614 When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend.
624 Thy life was given for me.

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4 For His people's sins chastised, She beheld her Son despised,

Scourged, and crowned with thorns en-
twined;

Saw Him then from judgment taken,
And in death by all forsaken,

Till His Spirit He resigned.

1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross we spend ; Life and health and peace possessing Through the sinner's dying friend.

2 Kneel we here, in wonder, viewing Mercy poured in streams of blood; Precious drops, for pardon suing, Make and plead our peace with God.

3 Truly blessed is the station,

Low before His cross to lie, While we see divine compassion Beaming in His dying eye.

4 Here we find our hope of heaven,

While upon the Lamb we gaze; Loving much, and much forgiven, Let our hearts o'erflow with praise.

5 Lord, in loving contemplation

Fix our hearts and eyes on Thee, Till we taste Thy full salvation, And Thine unveiled glories see.

8.7.

7s.

8.7.