4. Thus might I hide my blushing face 5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay Here, Lord, I give myself away; WATTS. 1. JESUS! Thou art the sinner's Friend; Now in the fullness of Thy love, 2. Remember Thy pure word of grace- 3. Thou wondrous Advocate with God! While Thou art sitting on Thy throne, 4. Lord! I am guilty-I am vile, 5. And, when I close my eyes in death, Then, O my dear Reedemer-God! PARKINSON SELEC. 1. JESUS, and didst Thou condescend, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, 2. Didst Thou regard the beggar's cry, 3. And didst Thou pity mortal woe, 4. Didst Thou regard Thy servant's cry, 449. 450. I perish, Lord-oh save my soul, C. M. 1. WELCOME, O Saviour! to my heart And claim me for Thine own. 2. The world and Satan I forsake- My longing heart, O Jesus! take, 3. Oh! may I never turn aside, C. M. BRADLEY. ; BOURNE'S COLL. the sea, How can I reach the shore? 2. Oh, let Thy star of love but shine, "Twill gild with light the foaming brine, 3. Then gladly will I follow Thee, 451. C. M. LEIFCHILD'S COLL. my God! 1. THY gracious presence, O 2. This can my every care control, Gild each dark scene with light; 3. O happy scenes above the sky, 4. Her portion in those realms of bliss, My wishes terminate in this, Nor can they rest below. 5. Lord! Shall the breathings of my heart Confirm my hope, that where Thou art, 6. Then shall my cheerful spirit sing 452. And rise on faith's expanded wing C. M. 1. APPROACH, my soul! the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer: There humbly fall before His feet, STEELE. 2. Thy promise is my only plea, Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, 3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By wars without, and fears within, 4. Be Thou my shield and hiding-place, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell Him-"Thou hast died." 5. Oh! wondrous Love-to bleed and die, That guilty sinners, such as I, 453. NEWTON, C. M. 1. My soul, review the trembling days I cried aloud for aid divine, And aid divine He brought. 2. Through all my weak and fainting heart 3. He called Himself my covenant God; And wide displayed their solemn seal 4. I heard His people shout around, 5. My God, what inward strength thou givest 454. And in Thy strength would upward march, 7s. 1. SAVIOUR, when in dust to Thee 2. By Thy birth and early years, 3. By Thine hour of dark despair, DODDRIDGE, By Thy wounds, Thy crown of thorn, Jesus, look with pitying eye, 4. By Thy deep expiring groan, To Thy throne in heaven restored, ROBERT GRANT. |