3 O'er sins unnumbered as the sand,
And like the mountains for their size

The seas of sovereign grace expand-
The seas of sovereign grace arise.

4 For this stupendous love of heaven,
What grateful honor shall we show?
Where much transgression is forgiven,
Let love in equal ardors glow.

5 By this inspired, let all our days
With various holiness be crowned;

Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise
In all abide, in all abound.

334.

L. M. 61.

*DAVIES.

'Who is a pardoning God like Thee!'

1 GREAT God of wonders! all thy ways
Are matchless, godlike and divine;
But the bright glories of thy grace
More godlike and unrivalled shine.
Who is a pardoning God like thee!
O, who has grace so rich and free!

2 Sins of such baseness to forgive,
Such thankless, guilty worms to spare,-
This is thy grand prerogative,
And none shall in the honor share.
Who is a pardoning God like thee!
O, who has grace so rich and free!

3 In wonder lost, with trembling joy,
We take the pardon of our God;
Pardon for sins of deepest dye,

A pardon sealed with Jesus' blood.
Who is a pardoning God like thee!
O, who has grace so rich and free!

4 O may this great, this matchless grace,

This godlike miracle of love,

Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,
And all th' angelic choirs above!
Who is a pardoning God like thee!
O, who has grace so rich and free!

CONFESSION AND PENITENCE.

335.

L. M.

*WATTS.

A Penitent pleading for Pardon. Ps. 51.

1 SHOW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive;
Let a repenting rebel live;

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

2 My sins 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.

3 0 wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain mine eyes.

4 My lips with shame my sins confess
Against thy law, against thy grace;
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,
I am condemned, but thou art clear.

5 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.

336.

C. M.

MRS. CARTER.

The Same.

10 THOU, the wretched's sure retreat,
Who dost our cares control,

And, with the cheerful smile of peace,
Revive the fainting soul!

2 Did ever thy propitious ear
The humble plea disdain?

Or when did plaintive misery sigh
Or supplicate in vain ?

3 Oppressed with grief and shame, dissolved In penitential tears,

Thy goodness calms our anxious doubts,
And dissipates our fears.

4 New life from thy refreshing grace
Our sinking hearts receive;

Thy gentlest, best-loved attribute,
To pity and forgive.

5 From that blest source, propitious hope
Appears serenely bright,

And sheds her soft and cheering beam
O'er sorrow's dismal night.

6 Our hearts adore thy mercy, Lord!
And bless the friendly ray,

Which ushers in the smiling morn
Of everlasting day.

337.

L. M.

*WATTS.

The Same. Ps. 51.

1 0 THOU that hear'st when sinners cry,
Though all my sins before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their memory from thy book.

2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.

3 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort still afford;
And let a wretch come near thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.

4 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring;

The God of grace will ne'er despise
A broken heart for sacrifice.

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 condemned to die.

6 Then will I teach the world thy ways;
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace;
I'll lead them to my Savior's blood,
And they shall praise a pardoning God.