Jesus! thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art:
Visit us with thy salvation;
Enter every longing heart.

2 Breathe, O breathe thy gracious Spirit Into every troubled breast;

Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find thy promis'd rest.
Take away the love of sinning,
Alpha and Omega be;

End of faith as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.

3 Finish, Lord, thy new creation;
Pure, unspotted, may we be !
Let us see our full salvation,
Perfect and secure in thee !
Chang'd from glory into glory,
Till in heav'n we take our place;
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

181. Love. 8-6-8.

A new commandment I give unto you, that ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another. By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.JOHN xiii. 34, 35.

1 BEHOLD, how sweet and good a thing It is to dwell in peace!

How pleasing to our heav'nly King
This fruit of righteousness!
When brethren all in love agree,

2 The holy oil on Aaron's head,1
Or dew on Hermon's hill,

Could no such heav'nly odours shed,
Or powers of life distil;

"Tis to his church by Jesus given,
An earnest and foretaste of heav'n.

3 In him when holy brethren join,
And follow after peace,
The hallow'd fellowship divine
He promises to bless;

His chiefest graces to bestow,

Where two or three thus meet below.

4 Jesus, to us vouchsafe to give,
The blessing from above;

May all thy children henceforth live
United in thy love;

May peace, and love, and unity,
Bind us for ever one in thee.

182. Love. 8-8-6.

And we have known and believed the love that GOD hath to us.-1 JOHN iv. 16.

1 O LOVE divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find my longing heart
All taken up by Thee?

Grant me, O gracious Lord, to prove
The sweetness of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me!

1 Psa'm exxxiii. 1, 2,

2 God only knows the love of God:
O that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart!

Give me to "know the love" divine;
This heav'nly portion, Lord, be mine,
Be mine this better part?

3 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 heav'n on earth, be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice!

4 O that I may, with favor'd John,
Recline my weary head upon
My dear Redeemer's breast!
From care, and sin, and sorrow free,
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee,
My everlasting rest!

183. Peace. 112th.

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee; because he trusteth in thee.-ISAIAH xxvi. 3.-0 Lord, I am oppressed, undertake for -ISAIAH XXxiii. 14.

me.

1 THOU friend of friendless sinners hear,
And magnify thy grace divine;
Pardon a worm that would draw near,
That would his heart to thee resign ;
A worm, by self and sin opprest,
That pants to reach thy promis'd rest.

2 With holy fear, and rev'rend love, I long to lie beneath thy throne; I long in thee to live, and move,

And stay myself on thee alone: Teach me to lean upon thy breast, To find in thee the promis'd rest. 3 Take me, my Saviour, as thine own, And with thy Father plead my cause; Be thou my portion, Lord, alone, And bend me to obey thy laws; And with thy gracious presence blest, Give me to find thy promis'd rest. 4 Bid the tempestuous rage of sin, With ev'ry furious passion die; Let the Redeemer dwell within, And turn my sorrows into joy: Oh, may my heart, by thee possess'd, Know thee to be my promis'd rest.

184. Repentance. C.M.

O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death? I thank GOD, through JESUS CHRIST our Lord.-Rom. vii. 24, 25.

1 JESUS! thy power I fain would feel;
Thy love is all I want:

O let thine ears consider well
The voice of my complaint!

2 Thou seest me yet a slave to sin,
And yet afar from God;

O purify and make me clean,
By thy redeeming blood!

3 O Jesus! undertake for me:
Thy peace to me be given!
For while I stand away from thee,
I stand away from heav'n!

4 I will not my offence conceal,
I will not hide my sin;

But all my crimes with weeping tell,
And own how vile I've been.

5 Lord! will thy wrathful jealousy,
Like fire for ever burn?

And wilt thou not a succour be,
And comfort those that mourn?

6 Reject not, Lord, my humble prayers;
Nor yet my soul destroy:
Hath not my Saviour sown in tears,
That I might reap in joy?

185. Repentance. S.M.

I was alive without the law once: but when the commandment came, sin revived, and I died.-ROM.

vii. 9.

1 My gracious injur'd Lord

To thee what shall I say?

Well may I tremble at thy word,
And scarce presume to pray!

2 Jesus, well may I fear

E'n to implore thy grace,

So often falsely I've drawn near
Before thine holy face.