Page 356 65 How foon the Saviour's gracious call, K 53 367 132 Am, faith CHRIST our glorious head, If Paul in Cæfar's court muft ftand, If to JESUS for relief Incarnate GOD! the foul that knows In evil long I took delight, In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke 314 257 143 37 II 316 54 226 52 230 In vain my fancy ftrives to paint. I thirst, but not as once I did, 339 I was a groveling creature once, 329 I will praise thee ev'ry day 66 I would, but cannot fing, JESUS CHRIST the LORD's anointed, JESUS, who bought us with his blood, K K indle, Saviour, in my heart Let us adore the grace that feeks Let us love, and fing, and wonder, Let worldly minds the world pursue, LORD, my foul with pleasure springs, LORD, thou haft won, at length Iyield, LORD, who haft fuffer'd all for me, Anna to Ifrael well supply'd - - May the grace of CHRIST our Saviour, My GOD! how perfect are thy ways! 327 173 305 365 My foul is befet - My foul is fad and much dismay'd; No ftrength of nature can fuffice No words can declare, Not to Sinai's dreadful blaze, Now, gracious LORD, thine arm reveal, Now let us join with hearts and tongues, 207 Now may fervent pray'r arise - 176 Fall the gifts thine hand beftows, Often thy public means of grace. Oit as the bell, with folemn toll, - O David's Son, and David's LORD! O LOKD, our languid fouls infpire, O LORD, my best defire fulfill O thou, at whose almighty word O happy they who know the LORD, - Oh, may the pow'r which melts the rock, Once perishing in blood I lay, Once, while we aim'd at Zion's fongs, On man, in his own image made, On the fame flow'r we often fee - 80 217 - - 61 Poor finners! little do they think Poor, weak, and worthlefs tho' I am, Preachers may, from Ezekiel's cafe, Remember us, we pray thee, LORD, Sight, hearing, feeling, taste, and smell 322 Simon, beware! the Saviour faid, 124 Sin, when view'd by fcripture-light, 353 Sinner, art thou ftill fecure? 312 Sin has undone our wretched race, 178 Sometimes a light furprizes, Sweet was the time when firft I felt |