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God of my salvation, hear

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLI (1790) Lyrics: 1 God of my salvation, hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy blessing to receive: Full of guilt, alas! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Standing now as newly slain, To thee I lift mine eye, Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy blood is always nigh: Now as yesterday the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can thy grace procure, Empty send me not away, For I, thou know'st am poor: Dust and ashes is my name, My all is sin and misery: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 4 No good word, or work, or thought, Bring I to buy thy grace: Pardon I accept unbought, Thy proffer I embrace: Coming, as at first I came, To take, and not bestow on thee: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 5 Saviour from thy wounded side I never will depart, Here will I my spirit hide, When I am pure in heart: Till my place above I claim, This only shall be all my plea, Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Topics: Petition Languages: English

Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice, In hope that I shall hear thy voice, Shall one day see my God; Shall cease from all my sin and strife, Handle and taste the word of life, And feel the sprinkled blood. 2 I shall not always make my moan, Nor worship thee a God unknown, But I shall live to prove Thy people's rest, and saint's delight, The length, and breadth, and depth, and height, Of thy redeeming love. 3 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, I stand, and from the mountain-top See all the land below: Rivers of milk and honey rise, And all the fruits of paradise, In endless plenty grow: 4 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Favour'd with God's peculiar smile, With every blessing blest; There dwells the Lord, our righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace, And everlasting rest. 5 O that I might at once go up, No more on this side Jordan stop, But now the land possess; This moment end my legal years, Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and fears, An howling wilderness! 6 Now, O my Joshua, bring me in, Cast out thy foes, the inbred sin, The carnal mind remove; The purchase of thy death divide, And O, with all the sanctified, Give me a lot of love! Topics: Petition Languages: English

God of all grace and majesty

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLIII (1790) Lyrics: 1 God of all grace and majesty, Supremely great and good, If I have mercy found with thee, Through the atoning blood; The guard of all thy mercies give, And to my pardon join A fear, lest I should ever grieve Thy gracious Spir't divine. 2 If mercy is indeed with thee, May I obedient prove, No e'er abuse my liberty, Or sin against thy love: This choicest fruit of faith bestow On a poor sojourner; And let me pass my days below In humbleness and fear. 3 Still may I walk as in thy sight, My strict observer see; And thou, by rev'rent love unite My child-like heart to thee: Still let me, till my days are past, At Jesu's feet abide; So shall he lift me up at last, And seat me by his side. Topics: Petition Languages: English

I want a principle within

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLIV (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I want a principle within Of jealous godly fear, A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near. 2 That I from thee no more may part, No more thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience give. 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make; Awake my soul, when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake 4 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove; And let me weep my life away, For having griev'd thy love. 5 O may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul, And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole. Topics: Petition Languages: English

My God, my life, my love

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLV (1790) Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love, To thee, to thee I call; I cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell: 'Tis Paradise when thou art here; If thou depart 'tis hell. 3 The smilings of thy face, How amiable they are, 'Tis heav'n to rest in thine embrace, And no where else but there. 4 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 5 Not all the harps above Can make a heav'nly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford; No, not one drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. 7 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll; The circle where my passions move, And center of my soul. 8 To thee my spirits fly With infinite desire: And yet haw far from thee I lie! Dear Jesus, raise me higher. Topics: Petition Languages: English

Jesus, come, thou hope of glory

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLVI (1790) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, come, thou hope of glory, Purify me, that I May with saints adore thee. 2 Big with earnest expectation, Still I sit at thy feet, Longing for salvation. 3 My poor heart vouchsafe to dwell in, Make me thine, Love divine, By thy Spirit's sealing. 4 Thou hast laid the sure foundation Of my hope, build me up; Finish thy creation. 5 From this inbred sin deliver; Let the yoke now be broke, Make me thine for ever. 6 Partner of thy perfect nature let me be, now in thee, A new spotless creature. 7 Perfect when I walk before thee, Soon or late, then translate To the realms of glory. Topics: Petition Languages: English

I thirst thou wounded Lamb of God

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLVII (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I thirst thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in thy cleansing blood; To dwell within thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take this poor heart, and let it be For ever clos'd to all but thee! Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How blest are they who still abide Close shelter'd in thy bleeding side? Who life and strength from thence derive, And by thee move, and in thee live. 4 What are our works but sin and death, Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe: Thou giv’st the pow'r thy grace to move, O wond'rous grace, O boundless love! 5 How can it be, thou heav'nly King, That thou shouldst us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown? 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, Our words are lost, nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, "My Lord, my Love is crucify'd." 7 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders thou hast wrought; Unloose our stamm'ring tongue to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable! 8 First-born of many brethren thou, To thee, lo! all our souls we bow: To thee our hearts and hands we give; Thine may we die, thine may we live. Topics: Petition Languages: English

Saviour, the world's and mine

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLVIII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Saviour, the world's and mine, Was ever grief like thine! Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee: Help me Lord, to thee I look; Draw me, Saviour, after thee. 2 To love is all my wish, I only live for this: Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There by faith for ever dwell: This I always will require, Thee, and only thee to feel. 3 Thy pow'r I pant to prove, Rooted and fix'd in love, Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth, and height, What the depth of love like thine. 4 Ah! give me this to know, With all thy saints below; Swells my soul to compass thee; Gasps in thee to live and move; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immerst and lost in love! Topics: Petition Languages: English

Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #XLIX (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, thou all redeeming Lord, Thy blessing we implore, Open the door to preach thy word, The great, eectual door. 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save From sin and Satan’s power! And let them now acceptance have, And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of souls, thou know'st to prize What thou hast bought so dear; Come then, and in thy people’s eyes With all thy wounds appear! 4 Appear, as when of old confest The suff'ring Son of God; And let them see thee in thy vest But newly dipt in blood. 5 The stony from their hearts remove, Thou, who for all hast dy'd; Shew them the tokens of thy love, Thy feet, thy hands, thy side! 6 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree To trample down their sin; Thy hands they all stretch'd out may see, To take the murd'rers in. 7 Thy side an open fountain is, Where all may freely go, And drink the living streams of bliss, And wash them white as snow. 8 Ready thou art the blood t' apply, And prove the record true; And all thy wounds to sinners cry, "I suffer'd this for you!" Topics: Petition Languages: English

O God, our help in ages past

Hymnal: PHBD1790 #L (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. 2 Under the shadow of thy throne Still may we dwell secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an ev'ning gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward by the flood, And lost in following years. 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 7 O God! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come; Be thou our guard while life shall last, And our perpetual home. Topics: Petition Languages: English