Hymn 136. P. M.

IN boundless mercy, gracious Lord, ap

pear,
Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer,
"Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty
heart;

Cause every soul to choose the better part.
2 Thy presence fills the universal space;
Thy grace appears to all the fallen race;
O visit us with light and life divine,
Fill every soul, for every soul is thine.
3 The blessed Jesus is my Lord, my love;
He is my King, from him I would not move;
Away then, all ye objects that divert,

Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart..
4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd
My ravish'd heart, hath all your glory stain'd;
His 'oveliness my soul hath prepossess'd,
And left no room for any other guest..
Hymn 137. C. M.
LORD, all I am is known to thee;
In vain my soul would try

To shun thy presence, or to flee
The notice of thine eye.

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,

My public walks, my private ways,
The secrets of my breast.

3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord,
Before they're form'd within,

And ere my lips pronounce the word,,
Thou know'st the sense I meas..

4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep and high;
Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every side.

5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secur'd by sov'reign love.

Hymn 138. S. M.

NATHÉR, I dare believe

FA

Thee merciful and true:
Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive,
My fallen soul renew.

2 Come then, for Jesu's sake,

And bid my heart be clean:
An end of all my troubles make;
An end of all my sin.

3 I cannot wash my heart,

But by believing thee;

And waiting for thy blood t' impart

The spotless purity.

4 While at thy cross I lie,

Jesus the grace bestow;

Now, thy all-cleansing biood apply,
And I am white as snow.

Hymn 139. C. M.

I ASK the gift of righteousness,

The sin-subduing power;

Power to believe, and go in peace,
And never grieve thee more.

2 My veh❜ment soul cries out oppress'd,
Impatient to be freed!

Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest,
Till I am sav'd indeed.

3 Art thou not able to convert ?
Art thou not willing too,
To change this old rebellious heart,
To conquer and renew?

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Hymn 140. P. M.

LOVING Jesus, gentle Lamb,

In thy gracious hands

am, Make me, Saviour, what thou art, Live thyself within my heart. 2 I shall then show forth thy praise, Serve thee all my happy days, Then the world shall always see Christ the holy child in me!

Hymn 141. L. M.

1 THOU who comest from above, The pure celestial fire t' impart,

Kindle a flame of sacred love

On the mean altar of my heart! 2 There let it for thy glory burn, With inextinguishable blaze, And trembling to its source return, In humble love and fervent praise. 3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire, To work, and speak, and think for thee; Still let me guard the holy fire, And still stir up thy gift in me.

4 Ready for all thy perfect will,
My acts of faith and love repeat;
Till death thy endless mercies seal,
And make the sacrifice complete.

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Hymn 142.

P. M.

Tarcauses anxious thought:
NIS a point I long to know,

Do I love the Lord or no?

Am I his or am I not?

2 If I love, why am I thus?

Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never beard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove; Every trifle give me pain,

If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 When I turn mine eyes within,

O how dark, and vain, and wild!
Prone to unbelief and sin,

Can I deem myself a child?
5 If I pray, or hear, or read,
Faith is weak in all do;
You that love the Lord indeed,
Tell me, is it thus with you?
6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall:
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

7 Could I joy with saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorr'd;

Find at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love thee, Lord?

8 Lord, decide the doubtful case,
Thou who art thy people's sun;
Shine upon thy work of grace,
If it be indeed begun.

9 Let me love thee more and more,
If I love at all, I pray;
If I have not lov'd before,
Help me to begin to-day.

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REJOICING AND PRAISE.

Hymn 143. P. M.

YE happy sinners, hear,

The pris'ners of the Lord,

And wait till Christ appear,
According to his word;
Rejcice in hope, rejoice with me,
We shall from all our sins be free.

2 The Lord our righteousness,

We have long since receiv'd; Salvation nearer is

Than when we first believ'd; Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We shall from all our sins be free. 3 In God we put our trust;

If we our sins confess,

Faithful he is and just

From all unrighteousness,