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I'M overcome with humble shame,
My ransom price,
Offerid a sacrifice

And blushes fill my face,
Well-pleasing unto God ;--His blood When I behold the suff’ring Lamb,
For me availd, And never faild

And when my faith can trace
To give me peace

How Jesus paid my ransom price,
And solid happiness.


himself a sacrifice : 4 .His cries and pray’rs,—His bitter I ever wish to be.

My gracious Saviour, near to thee tears, His bloody sweat,

2 'Tis then, with happy John, I view And all his torments great,

His body, mark'd with scars ; His stripes and ev'ry wound, --Abound Like Mary, 1 his feet bedew With life and grace,-Yea lasting bliss:

With floods of sinner-tears; From Golgotha

I'm struck with this most charming sight My soul would never stray.

The Lamb of God is my delight,

The glory of the Trinity
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In him by faith I see.
LAMB of God,--thy precious blood, 3 Free from the noisy, busy crowd,

Healing wounds, and bitter death, Here would I ever stay,
Be our trust--our only boast, And live in union with


Blessed object of our faith!

With Jesus night and day:
Thy once marred countenance Extolling his unbounded love,
Comfort to our hearts dispense, Till to his presence I remove,
By thy anguish, stripes and pain And there, in higher notes of praise,
May we life and strength obtain. My Hallelujahs raise.
2 We adore--thee evermore,
Jesus, for thy boundless grace;


T. 166. For thy cross--whereby for us

WHAT praise unto the Lamb is due !
Thou hast gain’d true happiness ;

How should this themeoursouls inspire
For thy death which sets us free
From sin's cruel slavery;

When we his boundless love review,

And see him in his blood expire!
For thy all-atoning blood,
Which hath brought us nigh to God,

Who can describe how much he lov'd,

Or paint that strong and fervent zeal, 3 What can we now give to thee, With which his tender heart was mov'd, For thy unexampled love!

When he sustain'd the

pangs We're unclean-and full of sin, Till thou dost our guilt remove;

2 While others make the law their aim, All that's good in us, we own,

Thence count their gain, thence Is not ours, but thine alone;

mourn their loss, Unto us belongeth shame;

We'll know, and seek no other name But all glory to thy name.

Than Jesus bleeding on the cross; 4 Thro' thy grace --may we always Jesus, the mourning sinner's feast,

The true believer's only Good;
Put our trust in thee by faith,
And rely-eternally

He longs to give, we long to taste

Our meatand drink his flesh and blood.
On thy' meritorious death :
Fill our hearts with constant peace, 3 In-lively colors, Jesus, draw [breast;,
Till in thee we end our race,

Thy bleeding wounds within my
And shall thee for evermore,

And make thy dying love my law, 'Midst the ransopt'd hosts adore . Till sin is wholly dispossest:

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By grace alone we wish to-live, 2 O may I humbly onward move,

Nor from the law seek ease again; While dying here I stay,
For if thy blood can't vict'ry give, And Jesus, whom my soul doth love,
Legal attempts will all prove vain. Prepare me for his day.
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T. 68.
SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, BE thy wounds and cross

Which before the cross I spend, Ever new to us!
Life and health and peace possessing From thy suff'ring scenes and merit
From the sinner's dying Friend.

Nothing e'er divert our spirit;
2 Here I'll sit for ever viewing With thy blood bedew

Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; All we think or do.
Precious drops ! my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.

9 Truly blessed is this station, ETERNITY's expansions,

Low before his cross to lie; Time's numberless dimensions,
While I see divine compassion In spirit I have trac'd :

Floating in his languid eye. But nothing hath so struck me,
4 Here it is I find my heaven, As when God's Spirit took me
While upon
the cross I gaze;

To GolgothA:0! God be prais’d!
Love I much ? I've more forgiven,
I'm a miracle of grace.,


T. 228.
5 Love and grief my heart dividing, SING Hallelujah, honor, praise ;

With my tears his feet I'll bathe; Your grateful lauds to Jesus raise,
Constant still in faith abiding, O favor'd congregation !

Life deriving from his death. For he became a sacrifice,
6 May I still enjoy this feeling, And paid in blood our ransom price,
In all need to Jesus go;

Procuring our salvation.
Prove his wounds each day more healing, Holy,--happy
And himself more fully know. Is our union--and communion

With our Saviour,
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Blessed be his name for ever!
How can I view the slaughter'd Lamb,
And all his suff’rings trace,

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And not sink down with humble shame, THANKS be to thee thou slaughter'd

And give him thanks and praise! Lamb!
2 This, Lord, I do with many tears, For thy eternal love and favor;

And own with wonder filld, We, sinful worms, with humble shame
Thy stripes&shame, thy griefs& pray’rs, Acknowledge thee our only Saviour;

Made me thy pardon'd child. For us thy soul was sore dismay'd, 3 Still be thy wounds to me more dear,

For us thy body was tormented, More precious ev'ry day;

For us thou bowd'st thy sacred head, Till I at thy pierc'd feet appear,

Thus, by thy death, death's power Dress'd in thy bright array.

ended :

Now fix our hearts and eyes 376.* T. 14

On this thy sacrifice;
Tu'impression of whatChristmy Friend O that we may forget it never !

Hath done for worthless me, But be it always clear,
When he his life and blood did spend, God did in Christ appear,
Attend me constantly,

From judgment us to free for ever.


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XXI. Of the Love of JESUS.

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382*. THOU Source of love, thcu sinners' WHOM dear Redeemer, dost thou Friend,

love? Thy mercy who can comprehend? What doth thy highest pleasure prove ? Who ever can presume to say, Whom dost thou favor, cheer,and bless, He lov'd, erethou badst shown the way! And call to endless happiness? Thou, who hast lov'd us from eternity, Thou whoartholy, great, unchangeable, Doth raise within us genuine love to the mighty God, yet our Immanuel! thee.

2 Theanswer humble thanks doth claim, 2 Such unexampled, boundless grace And fills our souls with conscious Doth fill our souls with deep amaze, shame: ThatGod, who earth and heaven made, - I love thee, sinner, come to me, Should be in human flesh array'd, I will receive thee graciously; Thereby to save lost man from death Tho' thou be sinful, ready to despair, and hell

Thou shalt my pardon, help and glory Whodid so basely'gainst his Lord rebel!

share." 3 Thy love, which always is the same, 3 What wonder in the soul takes place, Can ev'n the coldest hearts inflame,

When we survey thy boundless grace! Yea, they must feel a kindling ray,

To know our own depraved heart, Dissolve in tears and melt away;

And thy great name, and what thou art, Thymercy, Lord, issuch an endless store, And yet to find thee still so gracious Man's reason here must silently adore.

prove; 4 However weak and helpless we,

This makes us sink abas'd with shame However pow'rful sin may be,

and love. Thou art our Strength in ev'ry case ; 4 We all know who, and what we are, Thro' thy support and aiding grace And all with one consent declare, We firmly trust that we shall con. That we no good in us could find qu'rors prove,

To move thee, Lord, to be so kind : Since thou dost give us vict'ry from Yet many here with inward rapture feel above.

Thy Spirit's unction, and assuring seal. 5 Lo, we fall down with filial fear,

5.O ground us deeper still in thee,
Conscious that thou art present here; And let us thy true foll’wers be;
We humbly laud thy saving name, And when of thee we testify,
We sink, abas'd with humble shame, Fill thou our souls with heav'nly joy:
Almighty God, before thy glorious Maythy blest Spiritall our souls inspire,

And set each cold and lifeless heart on
And thee ouronly LordandSaviourown. fire.
6 Reach out thy sceptre, King of love, 6 Our souls and bodies, Lord, prepare,
Let us thy royal favor prove, That we rich fruit for thee may bear;
Who, conscious of our indigence, Grant we may live unto thy praise,
Approach thy throne with confidence; And serve thy cause with faithfulness ;
O teach our lips to praise, our hearts

. Since grace and truth is our hearts' -to glow,

wish and aim, Oureyes with grateful tears to overflow.IO glorify in us thy saving name.

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2 Weak, helpless babes, 'tis true weare,

Poor sinners, but from guilt mąde clear;
My Saviour, thou thy love to me, The virtue of that blood,

In want, in pain, in shamę,hast shown; Which did for all our sins atone,
For me thou on th' accursed tree, We have experienc'd, and have known

Didst by thy. precious blood, atone: From thence the quick’ning pow's
Thy death upon my heart impress, ,

of God.
That nothing may it thence erase,

3 And now we nothing can reply,
20 that my heart, which open stands, But humbly at thy feet we lie,
May catch each drop, that tort'ring Astonish'd at thy grace,

That vile and wretched as we are,
Arm'd by my sins,'wrung from thy hands, Such undeserved love we share;

Thy feet, thy head, thy ev'ry vein : To thee is due eternal praise.
That still my breast'may heave

with sighs 4 When we thy boundless love survey,
Still tears of love o'erflow mine eyes : Our hearts like wax then melt away,
3 O that I, like a little child,

Our eyes with tears o'erflow,
May follow thee; nor ever rest, We are determin'd nought beside
Till sweetly thou hast pour'd thy mild To know, but Jesus crucify'd,
And lowly mind into my

breast :

And him to follow here below.
O may I now and ever be
One spirit, dearest Lord, with thee.

4 What iņ thy love possess I not? CHRIST, my Redeemer, Lord & God,
My Star by night, my Sun by day, How came I, sinner void of good,
My Spring of life, when parch'd with To that blest company

Of ransom'd souls, who are in faith
My Wine to cheer, my Bread to stay, United, grounded on thy death,
My strength, my shield, my safe Abode,

Why didst thou fix thy choice on me?
Mý Robe before the throne of God!

2 When I lo thee for succor cry'd, 5 From all eternity with love

Thý bounty all my wants supply'd;
Unchangeable thou hast me view'd;

I brought to thee a heart
Ere knew this beating heart to move, so cold, that it seem'd scarcely fit
Thy tender mercies me pursu'd :

A spark of love divine t'admit;
Ever with me may they abide, But now 'tis kindled by thy smart.
And close' me in on ev'ry side.

3 Tho' I to mercy had no right,
6 In suff'ring be thy love my peace, Yet I found favor in thy sight,

In weakness be thy love my pow'r;
And when the storms of life shall cease, so that I now, supremely blest,

Like Magd'len at thy feet;
Jesus, in that important hour, In thee have found trụe peace and rest,
In death, as life, be thou my

And save me, who for me hast dy'd.

Yea happiness, and joy complete.

T. 134.
384..* T. 580. THE Lord my Shepherd is and Guide,
GRACIOUS Redeemer, who for us

Who kindly doth direct me;
Didst die
upon th' accursed


For all iny wants he will provide, To save our souls from death : From dangers will protect me. We humbly at thy feet fall down, He leads me to a pasture-ground, And thee thy body's Saviour own,

Where for soul rich food is found, On whom we firmly trust by faith. The word of his salvation.

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2 He guides my soul to living springs,

T. 208.
Where sweetly I'm refreshed;
His Spirit joy and comfort brings

NONE but Christ, my Saviour,
To me whene'er abashed;

Loves with matchless fervor ;
He leads me in the blessed way

This is surely true! Of his commandments, day by day,

Souls in him believing, To his name's praise and glory.

And his blessings craving,

Taste them daily new; S A table for me he prepares,

Yea, his mercy far exceeds My soul enjoys his favor;

All to think or say we're able; And thus secur'd, no en’my dares

'Tis incomparable. My God and me to sever : His holy Spirit-cheers my heart,

2 Weeping or rejoicing, And changes ev'ry grief and smart

When from love arising, To joys unutterable.

He takes in good part;

Whoe'er cannot truly, 4 His goodness and his mercies all

Holy, holy, holy, Will follow me for ever,

Sing with cheerful heart,
And I'll maintain my proper call,

O might he but contrite be!
To cleàve to my dear Saviour, Christ regards our mournful crying,
And to his congregation here; Inward groans and sighing.
And when call'd home, I there
With Christ, my soul's Redeemer.

3 Yea, his own he guideth,
Faithful he abideth,

Till his thoughts of peace
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Fully are accomplish'd, THY thoughts of peace o'er mej my And our race here finishd, gracious Saviour,

We shall see his face. Thy mercy, love, and patience, which O rejoice with heart and voice, ne'er waver,

Church of God, and praise for ever They are my comfort, prompt me to His unbounded favor. prostration, And adoration,

389. 2 I am the chief of sitiners, yea, the

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ONE there is above all others,
Of those, whom of thy favor thou as Who deserves the name of Friend,

His is love beyond a brother's,
Thy goodness shown to me can't be Costly, free, and knows no end :

expressed, Or duly praised. They who once his kindness prové, 3 Hadst thou not sought me first, and

Find it everlasting love! follow d ever,

2 Which of all our friends, to save us, I had not come to thee, nor known Could or would have shed his blood!.. thy favor;

But our Jesus dy'd, to have us When thou hadst found me, then with Reconcil'd in him to God: arms of mercy

This was boundless love indeed! Thou didst embrace me. Jesus is a Friend in need. 4 I thank thee with sincerest heart's 3 When he liv'd on earth abased, affection,

Friend of sinners was his name, That thou according to thy grace Now to heav'nly glory raised election,

He rejoiceth in the same:
Hast brought me to thy blood-bought Still he calls them brethren, friends,

congregation,' Seal'd my Salvation. And to all their wants attends.

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