4 May we with those in bliss, O Lord, Taught by Thy Spirit and Thy Word 223 Conviction of Sin. 1 BLESS'D is the youth who sees and feels L.M. Which none can pardon but his God. 3 But when he views the crimson tide That gushes from his Saviour's side, He knows from whence salvation springs, And feels its power, and sweetly sings. 4 How blest the state when conquering love Draws the whole heart and thought above! Thus may I feel its power divine, And, Lord, the glory shall be Thine! 224 Encouragement to Seekers. 1 CHILDREN, however young in years, Who feel a sinful heart, C.M. And look to Christ with sighs and tears, In Him shall have a part. 2 He blesses them with willing mind And truly such shall some day find 3 It matters not how young they are, He does for all His seekers care, 225 The Author of Life. 1 CHILDREN that with sincere desires Their souls the Holy Ghost inspires 2 Blest God, that once in fiery tongues Come, visit every heart that longs 226 Christ a Friend. 1 THOUGH young in years, and very poor, Exposed to trials great, If I am led to mercy's door, God's mercy to entreat, 2 He will not my poor cry despise, Nor spurn my humble plea; C.M. C. M. My prayer He'll heed, and send supplies, 3 May I in Jesu's name believe, And on Him cast my care; 4 Then I shall find a faithful Friend, My youthful feet to guide; K Early Grace. 22As the early opening blooms Send around their rich perfumes; 228 1 THE fear of God is clean, 229 7's. S.M. L. M. 1 CHILDREN who know and fear the Lord, 3 This fear, a rich and endless store, 4 This treasure was by Christ possessed; Hark how He greets the tender lambs, 2 'Suffer them to approach,' He cries; 3 Encouraged thus, O Lord, in prayer 231 Early Desires after Christ. C. M. L.M. 3 No soul would ever feel its woe, Did God not dwell with man below; Nor ever taste His mighty love, Did Christ not plead His cause above. 4 Each warm desire that inly burns, And for the Saviour's presence yearns; Each heaving sigh, each breath of prayer, Bespeaks His gracious presence there. 5 He whose sweet name the sinner pleads, For that poor sinner intercedes; And God the Father it delights To hear the prayer the Spirit writes. 232 Hardness of Heart Mourned. C.M. 2 My thoughts are vain; my heart is hard; My temper apt to rise; And when I seem upon my guard, 3 Whene'er to Thy commands I turn, And in Thy Holy Scriptures learn 4 With pity to my prayer attend, |