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3. O hope of every contrite heart!

O joy of all the meek!
To those who fall, how kind Thou art !

How good to those who seek!
4. But what to those who find ? Ah! this,

Nor tongue nor pen can show,
The love of Jesus, what it is,

None but His loved ones know.

ST, BERNARD.

440.

C. M.
1. LORD, see what floods of sorrow rise,

And beat upon my soul :
One trouble to another cries

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Billows on billows roll.
2. From fear to hope, from hope to fear,

My shipwrecked soul is tost,
Till I am lempted, in despair,

To give up all for lost.
3. Yet through the stormy clouds I'll look

Once more to Thee, my God;
O, fix my feet upon the rock,

Beyond the raging flood.
4. One look of mercy from Thy face

Will set my heart at ease;
One all-commanding word of grace

Will make the tempest cease.

STENNETT.

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1. Oh, my dear Saviour, when Thy cares,

Thy toils for me I read,
My eyes run o'er with grateful tears,
And I bow down

my

head.
2. Thy suffering life I can not trace,

Or read Thy sacred word;
But I'm o'ercome with thankfulness

To Thee, my gracious Lord.

3. What am I, Lord, that Thou so much

Should'st love and value me?
Vile dust I am, yet Thou for such
Didst bear Thy misery.

MORAVIAN.

442.

C. M.
1. The Lord will happiness divine

On contrite hearts bestow :
Then tell me, gracious God, is mine

A contrite heart, or no?
2. I hear, but seem to hear in vain,

Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, 't is only pain

To find I can not feel.
3. My best desires are faint and few :

Fain would I strive for more;
But, when I cry, “My strength renew,"

Seem weaker than before.
4. Thy saints are comforted, I know,

And love thy house of prayer;
I therefore go where others go,

But find no comfort there.
5. Oh! make this heart rejoice or ache;

Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break-

And heal it, if it be.

COWPER.

443.

C. M.
1. How oft, alas! this wretched heart

Has wandered from the Lord !
How oft my roving thoughts depart-

Forgetful of His word!
2. Yet sovereign mercy calls—“Return !"
Dear Lord! and may

I come?
My vile ingratitude I mourn;

Oh! take the wanderer home.

3. And canst Thou—wilt Thou yet forgive,

And bid my crimes remove !
And shall a pardoned rebel live

To speak Thy wondrous love?
4. Almighty grace! Thy healing power,

How glorious—how divine !
That can to life and bliss restore

A heart so vile as mine!
5. Thy pard'ning loveso free, so sweet-

Dear Saviour! I adore;
Oh! keep me at Thy sacred feet,

And let me rove no more.

MRS. STEELK

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1. With tears of anguish I lament,

Here, at Thy feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent,

And vile ingratitude.
2. Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,

So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So

prone to every sin !
3. My reason tells me Thy commands

Are holy, just, and true;
Tells me whate'er

my

God demands
Is His most righteous due.
4. Reason, I hear, her counsels weigh,

And all her words approve;
But still I find it hard t' obey,

And harder yet to love.
5. How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel

These struggles in my breast ?
When wilt Thou bow my stubborn will,

And give my conscience rest?

6. Break, Sovereign Grace, o break the charm,

And set the captive free;
Reveal, Almighty God, Thine arm,

And haste to rescue me.

STENNETT.

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1. My God! the covenant of Thy love

Abides forever sure;
And in its matchless grace I feel

My happiness secure.
2. Since Thou, the everlasting God,

My Father art become,
Jesus my guardian and my friend,

And heaven my final home;-
3. I welcome all Thy sovereign will,

For all that will is love;
And when I know not what Thou dost,

I wait the light above.
4. Thy covenant in the darkest gloom

Shall heavenly rays impart,
And when my eyelids close in death,

Sustain my fainting heart.

DODDRIDGE,

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1. Alas! and did my Saviour bleed ?

And did my Sovereign die ?
Would He devote that sacred head

For such a worm as I ?
2. Was it for crimes that I had done

He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree !
3. Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in,
When God, the mighty Maker, died

For man the creature's sin.

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- 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face

While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt mine eyes to tears.
5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay

The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away;

'Tis all that I can do.

WATTS.

447.

C. M.
1. JESUS! Thou art the sinner's Friend ;

As such I look to Thee;
Now in the fullness of Thy love,

O Lord! remember me.
2. Remember Thy pure word of grace-

Remember Calvary;
Remember all Thy dying groans,

And, then, remember me.
3. Thou wondrous Advocate with God!

I yield myself to Thee;
While Thou art sitting on Thy throne,

Dear Lord ! remember me.
4. Lord! I am guilty-I am vile,

But Thy salvation ’s free;
Then, in Thine all-abounding grace,

Dear Lord! remember me.
5. And, when I close my eyes in death,

When creature helps all flee,
Then, O my dear Reedemer-God !

I pray, remember me.

PARKINSON SELEC.

448.

C. M.
1. Jesus, and didst Thou condescend,

When vailed in human clay,
To heal the sick, the lame, the blind,

And drive disease away?

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