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So insensibly starting aside

When the tempter came in,

With his own subtle sin,
And infected my spirit with pride.

3 Only pride could destroy

That innocent joy,
And make my Redeemer depart:

But whate'er was the cause,

I lament the sad loss,
For the veil is come over my heart.

4 Nothing now can relieve;

Without comfort I grieve;
I have lost all my peace and my power; ;

No access do I find

To the Friend of mankind:
I can ask for his mercy no more.

5 Tongue cannot declare

The torment I bear,
While no end of my troubles I see;

Only Adam could tell

On the day that he fell,
And was turn d out of Eden like me.

6 I never shall rise

To my first paradise,
Or come my Redeemer to see;

But I feel a faint hope,

That at last he will stoop,
And his pity shall bring him to me.

HYMN 417. 88. [182]
HOW shall a lost sinner in pain,

Reprer his forfeited peace ? When brought into bondage again,

What hope of a second release? Will mercy itself be so kind,

Tb spre such a rebel as me? And 0, can I possibly find,

Such plenteous redemption in thee?

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2 0 Jesus, of thee I inquire,

If still thou art able to save,
The brand to pluck out of the fire,

And ransom my soul from the grave;
The help of thy Spirit restore,

And show me the life-giving blood :
And pardon a sinner once more,

And bring me again unto God.
3 0 Jesus, in pity draw near;

Come quickly to help a lost soul;
To comfort a mourner appear,

And make a poor Lazarus whole: 12 The balm of thy mercy apply,

Thou seest the sore anguish I feel;
Save, Lord, or I perish, I die

save, or I sink into hell!
4 I sink, if thou longer delay

Thy pardoning mercy to show;
Come quickly, and kindly display

The power of thy passion below; ;
By all thou hast done for my sake,

One drop of thy blood I implore;
Now, now let it touch me, and make
The sinner a sinner no more.

HYMN 418. L. M. [183]
AH! Lord, with trembling I confess,
A gracious soul may fall from grace:
The salt may lose its seasoning power,
And never, never find it more!
2. Lest that my fearful case should be,
Each moment knit my soul to thee:
And lead me to the mount above,
Through the low vale of humble love.

HYMN 419. C. M.
O THAT I were as heretofore!

When, warm in my first love,

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I only livd my God t adore,

And seek the things above!
2 ['pon my head his candle shone,

And lavish of his grace,
With cords of love he drew me on,

And half unveil'd his face.
3 Far, far above all earthly things,

Triumphantly I rode;
I soard to heaven on eagles' wings,

And found and talk'd with God.
4 Where am I now? from what a height

Of happiness cast down!
The glory swallow'd up in night,

And faded is the crown.
5 ( God, thou art my home, my rest,

For which I sigh in pain!
How shall I 'scape into thy breast,
My Eden now regain?

HYMN 420. C. M. (184)
O FOR a closer walk with God,

A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb. 2 Where is the blessedness I knew,

When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view

Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ;

How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void

The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,

And drove thee from m: breast.

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5 The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,

And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God;

Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

HYMN 421. 75. DEPTH of mercy! can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God his wrath forbear? Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 2 I have long withstood his grace, Long provok'd him to his face; Would not hearken to his calls, Griev'd him by a thousand falls. 3 Kindled his relentings are, Me he now delights to spare; Cries, “ How shall I give thée up ?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 There for me the Saviour stands, Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands; God is love! I know, I feel; Jesus weeps and loves me still. 5 Jesus answer from above, Is not all thy nature love? Wilt thou not the wrong forget? Suffer me to kiss thy feet? 6 Now incline me to repent! Let me now my fall lament! Now my foul revolt deplore! Weep, believe, and sin no more.

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HYMN 422. L. M. [186]
SAVIOUR, I now with shame confess
My thirst for creature happiness
By base desires I wrong'd thy love,
And forc'd thy mercy to remove.
2 Yet would I not regard thy stroke,
But when thou didst thy grace revoke,
And when thou didst thy face conceal,
Thy absence I refus'd to feel.
3 I knew not that the Lord was gone,
In my own froward will went on:
I liv'd to the desires of men,
And thou hast all my wand'rings seen.
4 Yet, О the riches of thy grace!
Thou, who hast seen my evil ways,
Wilt freely my backslidings heal,
And pardon on my conscience seal.

HYMN 423. C. M. [186]
O WHY did I my Saviour leave!

So soon unfaithful prove!
How could I thy good Spirit grieve,

And sin against thy love?
2 I forc'd thee first to disappear,

I turn'd thy face aside:
Ah, Lord! if thou hadst still been here,

Thy servant had not died.
3 But oh, now soon thy wrath is o'er,

And pard'ning love takes place! Assist me, Saviour, to adore

The riches of thy grace.
4 My humbled soul, when thou art near,

In dust and ashes lies :
How shall a sinful worm appear,
Or meet thy purer leyes?


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