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But O! when thou shalt loose my tongue
The dumb shall sing thy praise.

7 Lame at the pool I still am found:
Give, and my strength employ;
Light as a hart I then shall bound,
The lame shall leap for joy.

8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee;
And dark I am within ;
The love of God I cannot see,
The sinfulness of sin.

9 But thou, they say, art passing by,
O let me find thee near!
Jesus, in mercy hear my cry,
Thou Son of David, hear!

10 Long have I waited in the way,
For thee the heavenly light;
Command me to be brought, and say,
"Sinner, receive thy sight."

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Hymn 19. P. M.

JESUS, lover of my soul,

Let me to thy bosom fly,

While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past,
Safe into the baven guide,
O receive my soul at last.

2 Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on thee;

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Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me!
All my trust on thee is stay'd
All my help from thee I bring,
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want;
More than all in thee I find,
Raise the fall'n, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind:
Just and holy is thy name;

I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.
4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin?
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the fountain art;
Freely let me take of thee:
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity!

Hymn 20. P. M.

LOVE divine how sweet thou art? When shall I find my willing heart, All taken up by thee?

I thirst, I faint, I die to prove

The greatness of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me!

2 Stronger his love than death or hell
Its riches are unsearchable;
The first-born sons of lights

Desire in vain its depths to see;
They cannot reach the mystery,

The length, the breadth, and height.
3 God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart!
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine!
Be mine this better part!

4 O that I could for ever sit,
With Mary at the Master's feet!
Be this my happy choice;
My only care, delight, and bliss,
My joy, my heaven on earth be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice!
5 O that I could with favour'd John,
Recline my weary head upou

The dear Redeemer's breast:
From care, and sin, and sorrow free,
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee
My everlasting rest!

Hymn 21. S. M.

AH! whither shall I gond faint?

To whom should I my trouble show,
And pour out my complaint?
My Saviour bids me come,

Ah! why do I delay?

He calls the weary sinner home;
And yet from him I stay.

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What is it keeps me back,

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From which I cannot part?
Which will not let my Saviour take

Possession of my heart?
Some cursed thing unknown

Must surely lurk within;

Some idol which I will not own,
Some secret, bosom sin.

Jesus, the hindrance show,
Which I have feared to see;
Yet let me now consent to know
What keeps me out of thee!
Searcher of hearts, in mine

Thy trying power display;
Into its darkest corners shine,
And take the veil away!

I now believe, in thee
Compassion reigns alone:

According to my faith, to me

O let it, Lord, be done!
In me is all the bar,

Which thou wouldst fain remove;
Remove it, and I shall declare
That God is only love.

Hymn 22. P. M.

NATHER of Jesus Christ, the just,
My Friend and Advocate with thee;

Pity a soul that fain would trust

In him who liv'd and died for me:
But only thou canst make him known,
And in my heart reveal thy Son.

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2 If drawn by thine alluring grace,
My want of living faith I feel,
Show me in Christ thy smiling face,
What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal ;
Thy coeternal Son display,

And turn my darkness into day.
3 The gift unspeakable impart;

Command the light of faith to shine;
To shine in my dark, drooping heart,
And fill me with the life divine;
Now bid the new creation be!
O God, let there be faith in me!

Hymn 23. P. M.

JESUS, my hope, for me offer'd up,
Who with clamour pursued thee to Cal-

vary's top:

The blood thou hast shed, for me let it plead,
And declare thou hast died in thy murderer's

stead.

2 Now, now let me know its virtue below!
Let it wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow,
Let it hallow my heart, and throughly couvert!
And make me, O Lord, in the world as thou art.
3 Each moment applied, my weakness to hide,
Thy blood be upon me, and always abide:
My Advocate prove with the Father above,
And speak me at last to the throne of thy love.

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Hymn 24. P. M.

NOME, holy celestial Dove,
To visit a sorrowful breast;
My burden of guilt to remove,
And bring me assurance and rest.

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