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2. Burdened with a load of sin,

Harassed with tormenting doubt,
Hourly conflicts from within,

Hourly crosses from without;
All my little strength is gone,

Sink I must without supply;
Sure upon the earth is none

Can more weary be than I.
3. In the ark the weary dove

Found a welcome resting-place;
Thus my spirit longs to prove

Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace:
Tempest-tossed I long have been,

And the flood increases fast;
Open, Lord, and take me in,

Till the storm be overpast!

NEWTON.

457.

1. GRACIOUS Jesus, Lord most dear,

Guilty though I am, give ear;
Show Thine own sweet clemency;

Spurn me not, though vile I be.
2. Here before Thee, fallen, weeping,

And with tears these torn feet steeping;
Jesus, for Thy mercy's sake,

Pity on my misery take.
3. Sharing now Thy wounds, I pray Thee,

Let me love for love repay Thee
Thou, whose soul for sinners smarted,

Healer of the broken-hearted !
4. On my heart each stripe be written,

Wherewith Thou for me wert smitten;
Each deep wound, that I may be

Wholly crucified with Thee.
5. From the cross uplifted high,

My beloved, cast Thine eye;
Turn me to Thee, heart and soul,
Speak the word of power—"Be whole !"

458.
1. 'Tis my happiness below,

Not to live without the cross,
But the Saviour's power to know,

Sanctifying every loss.
2. Trials must and will befall;

But, with humble faith to see
Love inscribed upon them all-

This is happiness to me.
3. God, in Israel, sows the seeds

Of affliction, pain, and toil;
These spring up, and choke the weeds

Which would else o'erspread the soil.
4. Trials make the promise sweet;

Trials give new life to prayer;
Trials bring me to His feet-

Lay me low, and keep me there. COWPER.

459.

78.
1. ONCE I thought my mountain strong,

Firmly fixed, no more to move;
Then my Saviour was my song,

Then my soul was filled with love:
Those were happy, golden days,

Sweetly spent in prayer and praise.
2. Little, then, myself I knew,

Little thought of Satan's power;
Now I feel my sins anew,

Now I feel the stormy hour;
Sin has put my joys to flight-

Sin has turned my day to night.
3. Saviour! shine, and cheer my soul;

Bid my dying hopes revive;
Make my wounded spirit whole;

Far away the tempter drive;
Speak the word, and set me free-
Let me live alone to Thee.

NEWTON.

460.
1. LORD, forever at Thy side

Let my place and portion be;
Strip me of the robe of pride;

Clothe me with humility.
2. Meekly may my soul receive

All Thy Spirit hath revealed;
Thou hast spoken; I believe,

Though the oracle be sealed.
3. Humble as a little child,

Weaned from the mother's breast,
By no subtleties beguiled,

On Thy faithful word I rest.
4. Israel, now and evermore

In the Lord Jehovah trust;
Him in all His ways adore,
Wise, and powerful, and just.

MONTGOMERY. 461.

C. P. M.
1. AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound,
My soul in bonds of guilt I found,

And knew not where to go;
One simple truth increased my pain,
The sinner“ must be born again,"

Or sink to endless woe.
2. I heard the law its thunders roll,
While guilt lay heavy on my soul

A vast oppressive load;
All creature-aid I saw was vain;
The sinner“ must be born again,"

Or drink the wrath of God.
3. The saints I heard with rapture tell-
How Jesus conquered death and hell

To bring salvation near;
Yet still I found this truth remain-
The sinner “must be born again,"

Or sink in deep despair.

4. But while I thus in anguish lay,
The bleeding Saviour passed that way,

My bondage to remove;
The sinner, once by justice slain,
Now by His grace is born again,

And sings redeeming love.

OCKUM.

462.

C. P. M.
1. That warning voice, O sinner hear!
And while salvation lingers near,

The heav'nly call obey;
Flee from destruction's downward path,
Flee from the threat’ning storm of wrath

That rises o'er thy way.
2. Soon night comes on with thick’ning shade,
The tempest hovers o'er thy head,

The winds their fury pour :
The lightnings rend the earth and skies,
The thunders roar, the flames arise;

What terrors fill that hour.
3. That warning voice, O sinner, hear,
Whose accents linger on thine ear;

Thy footsteps now retrace ;
Renounce thy sins and be forgiv'n,
Believe, become an heir of heav'n,

And sing redeeming grace.
4. Then, while a voice of pardon speaks,
The storm is hush’d, the morning breaks,

The heav'ns are all serene;
Fresh verdure clothes the beauteous fields,
Joy echoes on the distant hills,

New wonders fill the scene. T, HASTINGS.

463.

7s & Gs.
1. Lamb of God! whose bleeding love

We now recall to mind,
Send the answer from above,

And let us mercy find;

Think on us, who think on Thee,

Every burdened soul release;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace !
2. By Thine agonizing pain,

And bloody sweat, we pray;
By Thy dying love to man,

Take all our sins away ;
Burst our bonds and set us free,

From all sin do Thou release ;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace!
3. Let Thy blood, by faith applied,

The sinner's pardon seal;
Own us freely justified,

And all our sickness heal;
By Thy passion on the tree,

Let our griefs and troubles cease;
O remember Calvary,

And bid us go in peace !

C. WESLEY,

464.

7s, 6s & 8s.
1. Thou, O Lord, in tender love,

Dost all my burdens bear;
Lift my heart to things above,

And fix it ever there.
Calm on tumult's wheel I sit,

'Midst busy multitudes alone;
Sweetly waiting at Thy feet,

Till all Thy will be done.
2. Careful without care I am,

Nor feel my happy toil !
Kept in peace by Jesus' name,

Supported by His smile.
Joyful thus my faith to show,

I find His service my reward;
Every work I do below,

I do it to the Lord.

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