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i LONG have I seem'd to serve Thee, LORI
With unavailing pain;
And heard it preach'd in vain. 2 Oft did I with th' assembly join,
And near Thine altar drew;
The pow'r I never knew.
And height of love divine.
Vainly I hop'd and strove;
Unless they spring from love? 5 I see the perfect law requires
Truth in the inward parts,
Our undivided hearts.
What can my weakness do? JESUS, to Thee my soul looks up:
"Tis Thou mist make it new,
ILORD, how secure my conscience was,
And felt no inward dread!
And thought my sins were dead.
2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright;
But since the precept came
I find how vile I am.
3 My guilt appear'd but small before,
Till terribly I saw
Was Thine eternal Law.
4 Then felt my soul the heavy load,
My sins reviv'd again:
And all my hopes were slain. 5 I'm like a helpless captive sold
Under the pow'r of sin ;
Nor keep my conscience clean. 6 My God, I cry with ev'ry breath
For some kind pow'r to save,
And thus redeem the slave.
Praying for Repentance. 1 FATHER of lights, from whom proceeds
Whate'er Thy ev'ry creature needs;
Suggest, and hearken to my pray’r. 2 Since by Thy light myself I see
Naked, and poor, and void of Thee;
And, ere I speak, Thou know'st them all, 3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind,
Wayward, and impotent, and blind ! - Thou know'st how unsubdu'd my will, Averse from good, and prone to ill ! Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check'd by fear, nor charm’d by love! Fain would I know, as known by Thee, And feel the indigence I see; Fain would I all my vileness own, And deep beneath the burden groan; Abhor the pride that lurks within,
Detest and loathe myself and sin.
My total misery reveal:
Praying for Repentance. 1 JESUS, my, Advocate above, My Friend before the throne of love, If now for me prevails Thy pray'r, If now I find Thee pleading there, If Thou the secret wish convey, . And sweetly prompt my heart to pray; . · Hear, and my weak petitions join,
Almighty Advocate, to Thine. *** 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill,
And groan, my nature's weight to feel!
Immeasurably far from God.
My earnest suit present, and gain;
A keener appetite for Thee !
Praying for Repentance. i JESU, let Thy pitying eye
Call back a wand'ring sheep:
Would fain, like Peter, weep:
And break my heart of stone!
Repentance to impart,
The humble, contrite heart:
And break my heart of stone ! 3 See me, SAVIOUR, from above;
Nor suffer me to die!
Drop from Thy gracious eye:
And break my heart of stone !
Was clos'd, that we might live:
My SAVIOUR pray’d,) “ forgive !" Surely, with that dying word, He turns, and looks, and cries,,“ 'Tis done!". O my bleeding, loving LORD,
Thou break'st my heart of stone!