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A collection of hymns for the use of the people calles methodists : with a new suppl. / John Wesley
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FOR MOURNERS CONVINCED OF SIN.

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LET the redeemed give thanks and praise

To a forgiving

My feeble voice I cannot raise Till washed in Jesu's blood:

2 Till, at thy coming from above, My mountain- sins depart, And fear gives place to filial love, And peace o'erflows my heart.

3 Prisoner of hope, I still attend The appearing of my Lord, These endless doubts and fears to end, And speak my soul restored;

4 Restored by reconciling grace,

With present pardon blest,

And fitted by true holiness

For my eternal rest.

5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive, The love and joy unknown,

Now, Father, to thy servant give,

And claim me for thine own.

6 My God, in Jesus pacified,

My God, thyself declare, And draw me to his open side, And plunge the sinner there.

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THAT I, first of love possessed, With my Redeemer's presence blessed, Might his salvation see!

Before thou dost my soul require, Allow me, Lord, my heart's desire, And show thyself to me.

2 Appear my sanctuary from sin, Open thine arms and take me in, By thine own presence hide; Hide in the place where Moses stood, And show me now the face of God, My Father pacified.

3 What but thy manifested grace Can guilt, and fear, and sorrow chase, The cause of grief destroy? Thy mercy makes salvation sure, Makes all my heart and nature pure, And fills with hallowed joy.

4 Come quickly, Lord, the veil remove, Pass as a God of pardoning love Before my ravished eyes; And when I in thy person see Jehovah's glorious majesty, I find my paradise.

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THAT I could my Lord receive,

Who gave his life, that I might live A life concealed in him!

20 that I could the blessing prove, My heart's extreme desire, Live happy in my Saviour's love, And in his arms expire!

3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, That, kept by mercy's power, may from every evil cease, And never grieve thee more!

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4 Now if thy gracious will it be, Even now, my sins remove, And set my soul at liberty By thy victorious love.

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In answer to ten thousand prayers, Thou pardoning God, descend: Number me with salvation's heirs, My sins and troubles end.

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6 Nothing I ask or want beside, Of all in earth or heaven, But let me feel thy blood applied, And live and die forgiven.

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100 strong I was to conquer sin, When' gainst it first I turned my face; Nor knew my want of power within, Nor knew the omnipotence of grace. 2 In nature's strength I sought in vain For what my God refused to give; I could not then the mastery gain, Or lord of all my passions live.

3 But, for the glory of thy name, Vouchsafe me now the victory; Weakness itself thou know'st I am,

And cannot share the praise with thee. Because I now can nothing do,

Jesus, do all the work alone; And bring my soul triumphant through, To wave its palm before thy throne.

5 Great God! unknown, invisible, Appear, my confidence to abase, To make me all my vileness feel, And blush at my own righteousness.

6 Thy glorious face in Christ display, That, silenced by thy mercy's power, My mouth I in the dust may lay, And never boast or murmur more.

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THEREWITH, O God, shall I draw

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And bow myself before thy face? How in thy purer eyes appear?

What shall I bring to gain thy grace?

2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high? Will multiplied oblations please? Thousands of rams his favour buy,

Or slaughtered hecatombs appease?

3 Can these avert the wrath of God? Can these wash out my guilty stain? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood,

Alas! they all must flow in vain.

4 Whoe'er to thee themselves approve, Must take the path thy word hath Justice pursue, and mercy love,[ showed; And humbly walk by faith with God.

5 But though my life henceforth be thine, Present for past can ne'er atone; Though I to thee the whole resign, I only give thee back thine own.

6 What have I then wherein to trust? I nothing have, I nothing am; Excluded is my every boast,

My glory swallowed up in shame. 31