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'Tis all my hope, and all my plea, For me the Saviour dy❜d.
2. My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin,
3. Wash me, and make me thus thine own: Wash me, and mine thou art :
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood,
Wash me, but not my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart. 4. Th' atonement of thy blood apply, 'Till faith to sight improve; "Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love.
Hymn 245. c. M.
My vile affections crucify,
3. Conqu❜ror of hell, and earth, and sin,
3. More of thy life, and more I have,
4. Reign in me, Lord, thy foes controul,
5. Scatter the last remains of sin, And seal me thine abode.
O make me glorious all within,
Hymn 246. L. M. THAT my load of sin were gone!
At Jesu's feet, to lay it down! To lay my soul at Jesu's feet! 2. Rest for my soul I long to find;
Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 3. Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free; I cannot rest, 'till pure within, 'Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4. Fain would I learn of thee my God; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood, The labour of thy dying love.
5. I would, but thou must give the pow'r;
Hymn 247. s. M.
1. TESUS, my truth, my way,
2. My wisdom and my guide,
3. I lift mine eyes to thee,
Thou gracious bleeding Lamb,
Out of thy hands my cause;
5. Teach me the happy art,
6. Still stir me up to strive
With thee in strength divine;
Hymn 248. L. M.
REAT God, indulge my humble claim; Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest! The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2. Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God! And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy son and servant; bought with blood.
3. With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,
Pant for the cooling water-brook.
4. E'en life itself, without thy love,
5. I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise : This work shall make my heart rejoice, Throughout the remnant of my days.
Hymn 249. L. M.
THOU, to whose all-searching sight,
Be thou my light, be thou my way;
No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 4. When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe : Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5. Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untir'd I follow thee. O let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill.
6. If rough and thorny be the way,
My strength proportion to my day;
1. J Thy feeble creature's cry:
ESUS, my Lord, attend
And shew thyself the sinner's friend,
From hell's oppressive pow'r My struggling soul release: And to thy Father's grace restɔie; And to thy perfect peace. 2. Thy blood and righteousness I make my only plea; My present and eternal peace Are both deriv'd from thee. Rivers of life divine
From thee their fountain flow; And all who know that love of thine, The joy of Angels know.
3. Come then, impute, impart
Hymn 251. c. M.
SUN of Righteousness, arise, With healing in thy beam! To my diseas'd, my fainting soul, Life and salvation bring.
2. These clouds of pride and sin dispel, By thy all-piercing beam;
Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart With holy hope inflame.
3. My mind by thy all-quick'ning pow'r
Father, thy long-lost son receive;