1. Just as I am-with-out one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And
that Thou bid'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
2. Just as I am-and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
3. Spirit of glory and of God!
Long hast Thou deigned my guide to be;
Now be Thy comfort sweet bestowed;
My God! I come, I come to Thee.
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, 4. I come to join that countless host,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
3. Just as I am-though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, "Fightings within, and fears without, O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
4. Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
5. Just as I am-Thou wilt receive;
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
6. Just as I am-Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
1. GOD of my life! Thy boundless grace,
Chose, pardoned, and adopted me;
My rest, my home, my dwelling-place;
Father! I come, I come to Thee.
2. Jesus, my hope, my rock, my shield!
Whose precious blood was shed for me,
Into Thy hands my soul I yield;
Saviour! I come, I come to Thee.
Who praise Thy name unceasingly; Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! My God! I come, I come to Thee.
1. THOU only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend-
And can my soul from Thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend!
2. Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and wo
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3. Eternal life Thy words impart;
On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.
4. Let earth's alluring joys combine;
While Thou art near, in vain they call;
One smile, one blissful smile of Thine,
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
5. Thy name my inmost powers adore;
Thou art my life, my joy, my care;
Depart from Thee-'t is death-'t is more-
'T is endless ruin, deep despair!
6. Low at Thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath Thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is Thine.
1. Oh that I could for ev er dwell, De-lighted at the Saviour's feet;
Be-hold the form I love so well, And all His ten-der words re- peat.
The proffered benefit embrace,
The plenitude of Heavenly grace:
2. The seeing eye, the feeling sense,
The mystic joys of penitence;
The tears that tell your sins forgiven;
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven;
3. The guiltless shame, the sweet distress,
The unutterable tenderness;
The genuine meek humility,
The wonder-" Why such love to me ?"
4. The o'erwhelming power of saving grace,
The sight that veils the seraph's face;
The speechless awe that dares not move,
And all the silent heaven of love.
1. THOUGH all the world my choice deride,
Yet Jesus shall my portion be;
For I am pleased with none beside;
The fairest of the fair is He.
2. Sweet is the vision of Thy face,
And kindness o'er Thy lips is shed;
Lovely art Thou, and full of grace,
And glory beams around Thy head.
3. Thy sufferings I embrace with Thee,
Thy poverty and shameful cross;
The pleasures of the world I flee,
And deem its treasures only dross.
4. Be daily dearer to my heart,
And ever let me feel Thee near;
Then willingly with all I'd part,
Nor count it worthy of a tear.
Spirit, stay! Though I have done Thee such de-spite,
Cast not a sin ner quite a way, Nor take Thine ev
1. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay! Though I have done Thee such despite, Cast not a sinner quite away,
Nor take Thine everlasting flight.
2. Though I have most unfaithful been Of all whoe'er Thy grace received; Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times Thy goodness grieved ;
3. Yet O! the chief of sinners spare,
In honor of my great High Priest;
Nor, in Thy righteous anger, swear
I shall not see Thy people's rest.
4. O Lord, my weary soul release,
And raise me by Thy gracious hand;
Guide me into Thy perfect peace,
And bring me to the promised land.
C. WESLEY.
1. SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive;
Let a repenting rebel live.
Are not Thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in Thee?
2. My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The power and glory of Thy grace;
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound—
So let Thy pard'ning love be found.
3. O wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain my eyes.
4. My lips with shame my sins confess,
Against Thy law, against Thy grace;
Lord, should Thy judgments grow severe,
I am condemn'd, but Thou art clear.
5. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
I must pronounce Thee just, in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
6. Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hov'ring round Thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.
1. WHEN Jesus' friend had ceased to be, Still Jesus' heart its friendship kept"Where have ye laid him?" "Come and see,"
But ere His eyes could see, they wept. 2. Lord! not in sepulchres alone
Corruption's worm is rank and free;
The shroud of death our bosoms own-
The shades of sorrow! come and see.
3. Come, Lord! God's image can not shine
Where sin's funereal darkness lowers-
Come! turn those weeping eyes of Thine
Upon these sinning souls of ours!
4. And let those eyes, with shepherd care,
Their moving watch above us keep;
Till love the strength of sorrow wear,
And as Thou weepedst, we may weep.
5. For surely we may weep to know,
So dark and deep our spirit's stain,
That had Thy blood refused to flow,
Thy very tears had flowed in vain.
1. My sufferings all to Thee are known,
Tempted in every point like me;
Regard my grief, regard Thine own:
Jesus, remember Calvary!
2. For whom didst Thou the cross endure?
Who nail'd Thy body to the tree?
Did not Thy death my life procure?
O let Thy mercy answer me.
3. Art Thou not touched with human woe?
Hath pity left the Son of man?
Dost thou not all my sorrows know,
And claim a share in all my pain?
4. Thou wilt not break a bruised reed,
Or quench the smallest spark of grace,
Till through the soul Thy power is spread,
Thy all-victorious righteousness.
5. The day of small and feeble things,
I know Thou never wilt despise;
I know, with healing in His wings,
The Sun of righteousness shall rise.
2. I hoped that in some favored hour
At once He'd answer my request;
And, by His love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.
3. Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart,
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part.
4. Yea more, with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my hopes, and laid me low.
4. "Lord, why is this," I trembling cried-
"Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?"
"T is in this way," the Lord replied,
"I answer prayer for grace and faith.
4. "These inward trials I employ,
From self, and pride, to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek thy all in Me."
1. HERE at Thy cross, my dying Lord,
I lay my soul beneath Thy love,
Beneath the droppings of Thy blood,
Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove.
2. Not all that tyrants think or say,
With rage and lightning in their eyes,
Nor hell shall fright my heart away,
Should hell with all its legions rise.
3. Should worlds conspire to drive me thence,
Moveless and firm this heart should lie;
Resolved, for that's my last defence
If I must perish, here to die.
4. But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear;
Am I not safe beneath Thy shade?
Thy vengeance will not strike me here,
Nor Satan dare my soul invade.
5. Yes, I'm secure beneath Thy blood, And all my foes shall lose their aim; Hosanna to my dying Lord,
And my best honors to His name.
1. O THAT my load of sin were gone,
O that I could at last submit
At Jesus feet to lay it down,
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet!
2. Rest for my soul I long to find;
Saviour of all, if mine Thou art.
Give me Thy meek and lowly mind,
And stamp Thine image on my heart.
3. Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free;
I can not rest, till pure within,
Till I am wholly lost in Thee.
4. Fain would I learn of Thee, my God;
Thy light and easy burden prove,
The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood,
The labor of Thy dying love.
5. I would, but Thou must give the power,
My heart from every sin release;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with Thy perfect peace.
1. I ASKED the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of His salvation know,
And seek more earnestly His face.
GLORY to Jesus, who returns
In pomp triumphant to the sky, With Thee, O Father, and with Thee, O Holy Ghost, eternally.
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1. WEARY of wandering from my God,
And now made willing to return,
I hear, and bow me to the rod:
Yet not in hopeless grief I mourn;
I have an Advocate above,
A Friend before the throne of love.
2. O Jesus, full of truth and grace-
More full of grace than I of sin;
Yet once again I seek Thy face,
Open Thine arms, and take me in!
And freely my backslidings heal,
And love Thy faithless servant still.
3. Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore;
O, for Thy truth and mercy's sake,
Forgive, and bid me sin no more:
The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer.
414. L. M. 6 lines.
1. LOOSED from my God, and far removed,
Long have I wandered to and fro;
O'er earth in endless circles roved,
Nor found whereon to rest below:
But now, my God, to Thee I fly,
For, Oh! estranged from Thee, I die.
2. Selfish pursuits, and nature's maze,
The things of sense, for Thee I leave:
Put forth Thy hand, Thy hand of grace;
Into the ark of love receive;
Take my poor, fluttering soul to rest,
And still it, Father, on Thy breast.
3. Endow me with my Saviour's peace,
Confirm and keep my longing heart;
In Thee may all my wanderings cease;
From Thee may I no more depart:
Never again from Thee remove,
Loved with an everlasting love!
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1. O LOVE, of pure and heavenly birth!
O simple Truth, scarce known on earth!
Whom men resist with stubborn will,
And, more perverse and daring still,
Smother and quench with reasonings vain,
While error and deception reign!
2. Whence comes it, that, your power the
As His on high, from whom you came,
Ye rarely find a listening ear,
Or heart, that makes you welcome here?
Because ye bring reproach and pain,
Where'er ye visit, in your train.
3. Then let the price be what it may,
Though poor, I am prepared to pay:
Come shame, come sorrow; spite of tears,
Weakness, and heart-oppressing fears;
One soul, at least, shall not repine
To give you room; come, reign in mine!
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