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Hymn 223. L. M.
THOU, that hear'st when sinners cry,
・O Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
And form my soul averse to sin;
4. A broken heart, my God, my King,
The God of grace will ne'er despise
5. My soul lies humbled in the dust,
Hymn 224. c. M.
GOD of mercy hear my call, My load of guilt remove; Break down this separating wall, That bars me from thy love.
2. Give me the presence of thy grace,
3. No blood of goats, nor heifer slain
The death of Christ shall still remain
4. A soul, opprest with sin's desert,
Hymn 225. c. M.
HE Lord will happiness divine
2. I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, 'tis only pain,
3. I sometimes think myself inclin'd
But often feel another mind,
4. My best desires are faint and few, I fain would strive for more:
But when I cry, "My strength renew," Seem weaker than before.
5. Thy saints are comforted, I know,
6. O make this heart rejoice or ache; Decile this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break,
Hymn 226. s. M.
1. M Impatient of restraint,
sorrows, like a flood,
Into thy bosom, O my God,
2. This impious heart of mine
3. How often have I stood
4. He offers all his grace,
And all his heav'n to me.
5. Jesus, the Saviour, stands
And looks and spreads his wond'rous hands,
Hymn 227. L. M.
EHOLD how sinners disagree, The Publican and Pharisee ! One doth his righteousness proclaim, The other owns his guilt and shame. 2. This man at humble distance stands, And cries for grace with lifted hands; That boldly rises near the throne, And talks of duties he has done.
3. The Lord their diff'rent language knows,
4. Dear Father, let me never be
Hymn 228. s. M.
this the kind return?
Are these the thanks we owe?
2. To what a stubborn frame
3. Turn, turn us, mighty God,
Provoke our weeping eyes,
Hymn 229. c. M.
1. I vent my
And groan'd away a dying life,
3. O how I hate those lusts of mine,
Those sins that pierc'd, and nail'd his flesh
4. Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
5. Whilst, with a melting broken heart,
Hymn 230. c. M.
The repenting Prodigal. Luke xv. .J, &c.
He begs a share among the swine,
2. "I die with hunger here," he cries, "I starve in foreign lands;
My Father's house has large supplies,
3. "I'll go, and with a mournful tongue, "Fall down before his face;
"Father, I've done thy justice wrong, “Nor can deserve thy grace."
4. He said, and hasten'd to his home,
5. He ran, and fell upon his neck,
Hymn 231. c. M.
Sincerity and Hypocrisy. John iv. 24.
OD is a Spirit, just and wise,