Who thy own felf, thyfelf alone, Hence be given Pow'r and bleffing, And within me never ceasing. 1 HYMN FOR CXX.- -C.M. Godly Sorrow. OR him whom I have pierc'd I mourn, As friends lament their dear firft-born By sudden death o'ertook. 2 I think alas how oft have I 3 What fhall I do, now I have finn'd, 4 I'll come to thee, and tell thee all K 2 5 Bow'd 5 Bow'd down with holy fhame I'll own And for my pardon round the throne 6 I'll mourn that I have pierc'd thee thus ; And yet tho' thus I have, 7 My fins are all nail'd to thy cross, The napkin thou haft left behind HYM N CXXI. -C. M. Saviour of loft finners, fee I bow my guilty head to thee, 2 I know I fhall not cry in vain, Thou waft on Calv'ry for me flain, 8 Look on thy bleeding hands, for there I'm fure my name is wrote; And fee thy fide, my Mafter dear, 1 But fure thou canst not e'er forget, 5 When the presumptuous Roman caft It stampt my pardon there, and fast · 6 This I believe, and tho' I ftray, This makes me, tho' ashamed, pray, 70 may I ne'er thy mercy doubt, Or think I e'r can be caft out 8 Nor let me fin again, but keep MY Y Lord, my dearest Lord I fee, And 1 And keep me, O my Saviour, by thy fide, And henceforth, Lord, be pleas'd my feet to guide. 2 If I but fpeak, or think amifs, 3 I know what's mine is fin, thy blood My great High-Prieft, I offer all thro' thee, 4 Into thy hands I give my pray❜rs, HYMN CXXIII. -L. M. How OW fad's my ftate, I know not how To please the Lamb, or do his will; Myfelf and God I want to know, Yet ignorant of both am ftill. 2 I mourn 2 I mourn because I cannot mourn, I hear the truth, but can't believe. 3 Helpless am I, and felf-condemn'd, 4 Where shall fo great a finner run? 5 Let pity move thee to appear, Sinner-receiving Son of God; my behalf be kindly near, In And quench my crying fins with blood.. 6 Reach out thy gentle hand to give 1 HYMN COME, CXXIV. OME, my foul, before the Lamb, Fall and do him rev'rence; Blefs him for his blood and name, Sing his great deliv'rance, K4 2 Why |