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Thy judgments too, unmov'd I hear,
Amazing thought! which devils fear:
Goodness and wrath in vain combine,
To stir this stupid heart of mine.

But something yet can do the deed;
And that dear something much I need:
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,

And move and melt this heart of mine.

66. Free Pardon and Sincere Obedience. (C.M.)

HAPPY the man to whom his God,

more imputes his sin;

But wash'd in the Redeemer's blood,
Hath made his garments clean!

2 Happy, beyond expression, he
Whose debts are thus discharg'd;
And from the guilty bondage free,
He feels his soul enlarg'd!

3 His spirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all sincere;

He guards his heart, he guards his eyes,
To keep his conscience clear.

4 While I my inward guilt supprest, .
No quiet could I find :

Thy wrath lay burning in my breast,
And rack'd my tortur'd mind.

5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts,
My secret sins reveal'd;

Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults,
Thy grace my pardon seal'd."

6 This shall invite thy saints to pray;
When, like a raging flood,

Temptations rise, our strength and stay,
Is a forgiving God.

567. Justification by Faith. Rom. iii. 19,

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AIN are the hopes the sons of men,
On their own works have built;

Their hearts by nature all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a murm'ring word;

And the whole race of Adam stand,
Guilty before the Lord.

3 In vain we ask God's righteous law
To justify us now,

Since, to convince and to condemn,
Is all the law can do.

4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace!
When in thy name we trust,
Our faith receives a righteousness,
That makes the sinner just.

568. Forgiveness of Sins on Confession. (S.M.)

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BLESSED souls are they,
Whose sins are cover'd o'er!
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord,
Imputes their guilt no more!

They mourn their follies past,
And keep their hearts with care;
Their lips and lives without deceit,
Shall prove their faith sincere.

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While I conceal'd my guilt,
I felt the fest'ring wound;
"Till I confess'd my sins to thee,
And ready pardon found.

Let sinners learn to pray,

Let saints keep near the throne; Our help, in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone.

59. A Penitent pleading for Pardon. (L. M.)

SHOW

HOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
Let a repenting rebel live:

Are not thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in thee?

My crimes are great, but not surpass
The power and glory of thy grace:
Great God! thy nature hath no bound,
So let thy pardoning love be found.
O wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain my eyes.

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My lips with shame my sins confess,
Against thy law, against thy grace:
ord, should thy judgment grow severe,
am condemn'd, but thou art clear.

should sudden vengeance seize my breath,
must pronounce thee just in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.

570 The opened Fountain. Zech. xiii. 1. (C.M.)

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HERE is a fountain fill'd with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ;
And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see
That fountain in his day;

And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
"Till all the ransom'd church of God,
Be sav'd, to sin no more.

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save;

When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.

571.

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Adoption. 1 John iii. 1. (S. M.)

EHOLD what wond'rous grace,
The Father hath bestow'd

On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!

2 "Tis no surprising thing,
That we should be unknown ;
The Jewish world knew not their King,
God's everlasting Son.

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How great we must be made; But when we see our Saviour here,

We shall be like our Head.

A hope so much divine,

May trials well endure;

May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.

If in my Father's love,

I share a filial part,

Send down thy Spirit like a dove,

To rest upon my heart.

We would no longer lie

Like slaves beneath the throne

My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.

72. A living and a dead Faith. (C. M.)

MIST

ISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n,
And make their empty boast

Of inward joys, and sins forgiven,
While they are slaves to lust.

Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead,
None but a living power unites
To Christ the living Head.

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