' LITANY OF THE SEVEN
mp May Thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die, er Grace to reach the Home on High. Hear us, Holy JESU.
Amen.
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So shall I make answer unto my 626 Thy word.' blasphemers: for my trust is in
mf APPROACH, my soul, the mercyseat,
Where JESUS answers prayer; dim There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there.
p Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh: Thou callest burden'd souls to Thee, cr And such, 0 LORD, am I.
p Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely press'd,
By war without, and fears within, cr I come to Thee for rest.:
p Be Thou my Shield and Hiding Place,
That, shelter'd near Thy side, cr I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died.
mf Oh wondrous love, to bleed and To bear the Cross and shame,[ die, That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead Thy gracious Name!
Amen.
" Thou hast destroyed thyself; but in Me 627 is thy help found." mfGoD made me for Himself, to serve Him here
With love's pure service and in filial fear;
To show His praise, for Him to labour
now:
Then see His glory where the Angels bow.
All needful grace was mine, through His dear SON,
Whose life and death my full salvation
won;
The grace that would have strengthen'd me, and taught; Grace that would crown me when my work was wrought.
p And I, poor sinner, cast it all away; Lived for the toil or pleasure of each day;
As if no CHRIST had shed His precious Blood,
As if I owed no nomage to my GOD.
WORDS FROM THE CROSS.
mf0 HOLY SPIRIT, with Thy nire Divine,
Melt into tears this thankless heart of mine;
Teach me to love what once I seem'd to hate,
And live to God, before it be too late. Amen.
" Return unto the Lord thy God: for thous 628 hast fallen by thine iniquity." mf RETURN, Owanderer, to thy home. Thy FATHER calls for thee: No longer now an exile roam In guilt and misery:
Return, return!
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Too long the loathsome fields of sin Thy fruitless toil have known: No wholesome bread! no voice of kin! No home to call thine own!
cr Return, return!
Thy FATHER stands with outstretch'd He gave His SON for thee:[ hands, Poor soul, from sin's enthralling bands He longs to set thee free. Return, return!
mf Arise, stand up and homeward No longer dwell apart;[ turn, His mighty love will never spurn One humble contrite heart.
dim Return, return!
mfOur FATHER's house is full of bliss, And there is room for all; He welcomes with forgiving kiss: O, hear His loving call!
dim Return, return!
mf The feast of joys awaits thee there, The precious robe and ring;
O haste thy FATHER'S gifts to share, O haste His praise to sing:
Return, return! Amen.
" There shall be showers of blessing." 629
mf LORD, I hear of showers of blessing Thou art scattering full and free, Showers the thirsty land refreshing; Let some drops descend on meEven me.
Pass me not, O gracious FATHER, 2 Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st leave me, but the rather Let Thy mercy light on me- Even
me.
Pass me not, 0 gracious SAVIOUR! er I am longing for Thy favour; Let me love and cling to Thee; Whilst Thou'rt calling, oh call meEven me.
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