5 My soul lies humbled in the dust,

And owns thy dreadful sentence just:
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.
6 Then will I teach the world thy ways,
Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace:
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pardoning God.
7 O may thy love inspire my tongue,
Salvation shall be all my song,

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And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord my strength and righteousness.
THE SAME. PART I..

OD of unfathomable love,

G Whose bowels of compassion move

T'wards Adam's helpless race;
See, at thy feet, a sinner see,
In tender mercy look on me,
And all my sins efface.

2 O let thy love to me o'erflow;
Thy multitude of mercies show,
Abundantly forgive!

Remove the' unsufferable load,
Blot out my sins with sacred blood,
And bid the sinner live.

3 Take all the power of sin away,
Nor let in me its being stay,

Mine inmost soul convert:
Wash me from all my filth of sin,
Come, Lord, and make me throughly clean,
Create me pure in heart.

4 For, all my sins I now confess,
Bewail my desperate wickedness,
And sue to be forgiven;

I have abus'd thy patient grace,
I have provok'd thee to thy face,

And dar'd the wrath of heaven.
5 Thee, only thee, have I defied:
Though all thy wrath on me abide,
And my damnation seal;
B

Though into outer darkness thrust,
I'll own the punishment is just,
And clear my God in hell.

PART II.

6 CAST in the mould of sin I am,
Corrupt throughout my ruin'd frame,
My essence all unclean :

My total fall from God I mourn;
In sin I was conceiv'd and born;
Whate'er I am is sin.

7 But thou requirest all our hearts,
Truth rooted in the inward parts,
Unspotted purity:

And, by thy grace, I humbly trust,
To learn the wisdom of the just,
In secret taught by thee.

8 Surely thou wilt the grace impart,
Sprinkle the blood upon my heart,
Which did for sinners flow:
The blood that purges every sin,
The blood that soon shall wash me clean,
And make me white as snow.

9 Thou wilt the mournful spirit cheer,
And grant me once again to hear
Thy sweet forgiving voice;
That all my bones, and inmost soul,
Broken by thee, by thee made whole,
May in thy strength rejoice.

10 From my misdeeds avert thy face,
The strength of sin, by pard'ning grace,
Of all my sin remove :

Forgive, O Lord, but change me too,
But perfectly my soul renew
By sanctifying love.

11 My wretchedness to thee convert,
Give me an humble, contrite heart,
My fallen soul restore :

Let me the life divine attain,
The image of my God regain,
And never lose it more.

PART III.

12 HAVE patience till by thee renew'd
I live the sinless life of God;
Here let thy Spirit stay:

Tho' I have griev'd the gentle Dove,
Ah! do not quite withdraw thy love,
Or take thy grace away.
13 The comfort of thy help restore,
Assist me now as heretofore,
O lift thou up my head:
The Spirit of thy power impart,
'Stablish, and keep my faithful heart,
And make me free indeed.

14 Then shall I teach the world thy ways,
Thy mercy mild, thy pard'ning grace
For every sinner free ;
Till sinners to thy grace submit,
And fall at their Redeemer's feet,
And weep, and love like me.
15 O might I weep, and love thee now,
God of my health, my Saviour thou,
Thou only canst release
My soul from all iniquity;

O speak the word, and set me free,
And bid me go in peace.

16 So shall I sing the Saviour's name,
The gift of righteousness proclaim,
Thine all-redeeming grace:
Open my lips, almighty Lord,
That I thy mercy may record,
And glory in thy praise.
PART IV.

17 NO creature-good dost thou desire,
No costly sacrifice require;

Thy pleasure is to give:
Thou only seekest me, not mine,

Thou would'st that I should take of thine,
Should all thy grace receive.

18 A wounded spirit, by sin distrest,
A broken heart that pants for rest,

This is the sacrifice

Well-pleasing in the sight of God;
A sinner crush'd beneath his load,
Thou never wilt despise.

19 Then hear the contrite sinner's prayer,
And every ruin'd soul repair;
Remember Sion's woe;
Show forth thy sanctifying grace,
And for thyself vouchsafe to raise
A glorious church below.

20 When thou hast seal'd thy people's peace,
Their sacrifice of righteousness,
Their gifts thou wilt approve;
Their every thought, and word, and deed,
That from a living faith proceed,
And all are wrought in love.

21 Laid on the altar of thy Son,
Pleasing to thee through Christ alone,
The dear peculiar race
Their grateful sacrifice shall bring,
And hymn their Father and their King
In endless songs of praise.

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PSALM LXIII.

REAT God, indulge my humble claim!

The glories that compose thy name,

Stand all engag'd to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God!
And I am thine, by sacred ties,

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers in thirsty lands

Pant for the cooling water-brook.

4 Even life itself, without thy love,
No lasting pleasure can afford;
Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from thee, Lord!

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.

PSALM LXXX.

ADAPTED TO THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND.

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HEPHERD of souls, the great, the good, Who leadest Israel like a sheep; Present to guard, and give them food, And kindly in thy bosom keep : 2 To us our nursing fathers raise,

Thy grace be on the great bestow'd;
And let the king show forth thy praise,
And rise to build the house of God.
3 Thou hast ordain'd the powers that be,
Strengthen thy delegate below;

He bears the rule deriv'd from thee,
O let him all thine image show.
4 Support him with thy guardian hand,
Thy royal grace be seen in him;
King of a re-converted land,

In goodness as in power supreme.
5 So will we not from thee go back,
If thou our ruin'd church restore;
No, never more will we forsake,
No, never will we grieve thee more..
6 Revive, O God of power, revive
Thy work in our degen'rate days;
O let us by thy mercy live,

And all our lives shall speak thy praise,

7 Turn us again, O Lord, and show The brightness of thy lovely face;

So shall we all be saints below,

And sav'd and perfected in grace.

DR

A HYMN..

READ Sovereign, let my evening.song
Like holy incense rise,