2 We in ev'ry nation Will boldly confess him, Yea serve him and bless him, We follow, assured That we at last-with him shall rest. 443.* T. 16. CROSS, reproach and tribulation, That my soul in Jesus rests. 2 The reproach of Christ is glorious, Those who here his burden bear In the end shall prove victorious, 3 Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour, 444. T. 22. JESUS, and shall it ever be, 3 Asham'd of Jesus! of that Friend 446.* T. 58. To follow Jesus, is his people's aim, Where'er they go, thro' honor or thro' shame, They themselves thrice happy esteem, if favor'd In his reproach to share, which is still 447.* T. 164. 448. T. 159. And to obey his word: To love each other heartily, In truth and in sincerity, And under cross, reproach and shame, To glorify his name. XXV. OfGrowth in Self-knowledge, and Sighing for Grace. 449.* T. 22. My soul before thee prostrate lies, 2 Deeply convinc'd of sin I cry, 3 Take full possession of my heart, 4 My heart in thee, and in thy ways 5 I know, that nought in me avails, 6 Still will I wait, O Lord, on thee, Who to deliver me, 2 Could even all the love And in the church below, And in one bosom glow; 3 Love is his nature still, His precious thoughts of peace, Resign'd in ev'ry case; 4 O my Immanuel, 7 All my own schemes, each self Faithful unto thee. design, I to thy better will resign; 8 Then ev'n in storms I thee shall know 450. T. 121. FOR grace I weep and pant, 'Tis mercy that I want; How wretched should I be, Did I not Jesus know! 5 O Lord, thy grace impart, my peace divine." 6 I know, that thro' thy grace 2 Grace, and a sensation Of my sinfulness, Keep on each occasion In me equal pace; While I own ashamed, "I deserved wrath!" I rejoice, reclaimed From sin's pow'r, by faith. 3 Jesus, when thy blessings Fill my needy heart, Fear and anxious doubtings Then from me depart; I in thy atonement My election trace, 4 Witness true and faithful, Are each morning new; 12 Lord, thy body's Saviour, 3 All our days, O Jesus, O MY God, I come oppress'd with sad ness, Fill my troubled soul with joy & gladness In thy salvation; No where else I find true consolation. 2 Faithfully thy Spirit me directed, But his warning I have oft neglected; Most gracious Saviour, Pardon and restore me to thy favor. 3 Ì confess, O Lord, with deep con trition, My unfaithfulness, hear my petition; Comfort and bless me, With thy gracious presence now re fresh me. 4 O baptize me with thy fire & spirit, Grant me from the fulness of thy merit True heart's compunction, Prim'tive love, simplicity and unction. 5 Give me grace to walk with circum spection, Keep me from the world's and sin's infection, That my behavior May adorn thy doctrine, gracious Sa viour. 454. T. 16. O WHAT would be my condition, Did not Jesus stand my Friend! But his faithful love and mercy, Keep me from all danger screen'd. 2 Doth howe'er in my frail nature Something stir that is not good, And might to my soul prove hurtful, Straight I turn to Jesus' blood, 3 Straight to Jesus' wounds and bruises, WE know that we're poor, In us there's no good,-O cleanse us, This plainly our faith-Discerns by thy agony, passion and death. 3 Lord Jesus, receive The thanks we can give; O that to thy praise,Each blood-drop within us were hallow'd always! 4 We all at thy throne Now humbly fall down; Praise tothee,our God,-Be brought by us, sinners,redeem'd with thy blood. Then I true happiness My eyes with tears flow over For heart-felt thankfulness. 457. T.22. WHILE here on earth we run our face, We Jesus' love and kindness trace; Our faults are more than we can tell, Yet did his mercy never fail. 2 When we like wand'ring sheep had stray'd, His boundless goodness he display'd; He sought us, worthless as we are, And took us in his tender care, 3 Asham'd we own our great defect, And did not Jesus us protect, We should be oft depress'd with fears, While traversing this vale of tears. True comfort to the needy hearts 4 But Jesus' blood and death impart Those who still weak and feeble are, He kindly in his arms will bear. 458. T. 119. O JESUS, Jesus, my good Lord, Which I each moment prove! 2 I once was wholly dead in sin, 3. But thine all-seeing eye then view'd, 4 Yet O! how faithless is my mind, 5 How doth the old corruption strive So wretched, dark and vain. 6 Thou Friend of sinners, love me still, The poorest and the worst; Where sin abounded, well I know, Thy grace aboundeth most. 7 Yet let me not thy grace abuse, 8 On me, my King, exert thy pow'r, 9 Thou know'st which way to rectify How to subdue my ev'ry thought, 10 Chastise me when I do amiss, O might no thought arise. 11 Impress thy wounds upon my heart, 460. T. 58. O LAMB of God, who wast for sinners slain That they might pardon, life and bliss obtain, Give me to experience thy great sal- And in my heart O fix thy habitation 2 Thou know'st my inmost soul, I've And without thee should be for ever lost; prove me, Yet I am well assur'd that thou dost 3 How glad am I that thou so gracious art, That thou dost bless my sinful, worth less heart COME, faithful Shepherd, bind me Set this before mine eyes, |