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O thou, whose tender mercy hears

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #299 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 2 See! low before thy throne of grace A wretched wand'rer mourn; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said, return? 3 Absent from thee, my guide, my light! Without one cheering ray; Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 4 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine.
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With melting heart and weeping eyes

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #272 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 With melting heart and weeping eyes, My guilty soul for mercy cries; What shall I do, or whither flee, T'escape that vengeance due to me? 2 Till now, I saw no danger nigh: I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die; Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, "I shall have peace at last," I cried. 3 But when, great God! thy light divine Had shone on this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling awe, The terrors of thy holy law. 4 How dreadful, now, my guilt appears, In childhood, youth, and growing years! Before thy pure discerning eye, Lord, what a filthy wretch as I! 5 Should vengeance sill my soul pursue, Death and destruction are my due; Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live. 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name? To him I look, and humbly cry, "O save a wretch condemned to die!" Scripture: Acts 9:6
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Father of mercies, God of love!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #282 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, God of love! Oh! hear a humble suppliant's cry: Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: O! deign to listen to my voice, And bid this drooping heart rejoice. 2 I urge no merits of my own, For I, alas! as all that's vile: No--when I bow before thy throne, Dare to converse with God awhile, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, That dearest, sweetest name to me! 3 Within this heart of mine, I feel The weight of sin's oppressive load: Oh! help! or else I sink to hell, Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God! Entomb'd within that dread abyss, And exil'd from the realms of bliss!
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Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #290 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie, And knock at mercy's door; With humble heart and weeping eye, Thy favour I implore. 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display Thy rich, forgiving love; O take my heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 Without thy grace, I sink opprest Down to the gates of hell; O give my troubled spirit rest, And all my fears dispel. 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore, O may thy bowels move: Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Should I at last in heaven appear, To join thy saints above; I'll shout that mercy brought me there, And sing thy bleeding love. Scripture: Luke 18:13
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Beside the gospel pool

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #292 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor, From year to year, my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move; And others round me stepping in, Their efficacy prove! 3 But my complaints remain; I feel the very same; As full of guilt. and fear, and pain, As when at first I came. 4 O, would the Lord appear My malady to heal; He knows how long I've languish'd here, And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I? 6 But whither can I go? There is not other pool Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow To make a sinner whole. 7 Here, then from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet suffer him to die? 8 No--he is full of grace; He never will permit A soul, that fain would see his face, To perish at his feet. Scripture: John 5:2
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Father, God, who seest in me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #297 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father, God, who seest in me Only sin and misery, Turn to thy Anointed One, Look on thy Anointed Son Him, and then the sinner, see: Look through Jesus' wounds on me. 2 Heavenly Father, Lord of all, Hear and show thou hear'st my call! Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Smile on me a sinner now! Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and melt my heart. 3 Lord, I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow; Hear my Advocate divine, Lo! to his, my suit I join; Join'd with his, it cannot fail: Let me now with thee prevail! 4 Jesus, answer from above, Is not all thy nature love! Pity from thine eye let fall; Bless me whilst on thee I call: Am I thine, thou Son of God? Take the purchase of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 84:9
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When, rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #298 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought-- 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pard'ning mercy I implore; For mercy, Lord, is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more.
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I would, but cannot sing

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #291 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 I would, but cannot sing, I would, but cannot pray; For satan meets me when I try, And frights my soul away. 2 I would, but can't repent, Tho' I endeavor oft; This stony heart can ne'er relent, 'Till Jesus makes it soft. 3 I would, but cannot love, Tho' wooed by love divine; No arguments have pow'r to move A soul so base as mine. 4 I would, but cannot rest In God's most holy will; I know what he appoints is best, Yet murmur at it still. 5 O could I but believe! Then all would easy be; I would but cannot--Lord relieve; My help must come from thee! Scripture: Romans 7:19
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Thou man of griefs, remember me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #273 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Thou man of griefs, remember me, Who never canst thyself forget Thy last, mysterious agony, Thy fainting pangs, and bloody sweat! 2 When, wrestling in the strength of prayer, Thy spirit sunk beneath its load! Thy feeble flesh afraid to bear The wrath of an almighty God! 3 Father if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire, Remove this load of guilty wo, Nor let me in my sins expire! 4 I tremble lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my sinful soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll! 5 To thee, my last distress I bring! The heighten'd fear of death I find! The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind! 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endless banishment from thee! O save me, through thine only Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me! Scripture: Hebrews 5:7
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Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #274 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 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 With shame my num'rous sins I trace Against thy law, against thy grace; And, though my pray'r thou shouldst not hear, My doom is just, and thou are clear. 3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord! whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Seeks for some precious promise there, Some sure support against despair. 4 My sins are great, but don't surpass The riches of eternal grace. Great God! thy nature hath no bound: So let thy pard'ning love be found. 5 O wash my soul from ev'ry stain, Nor let the guilt I mourn remain. Give me to hear thy pard'ning voice, And bid my bleeding heart rejoice. 6 Then shall thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song; And ev'ry power shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.
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Jesus, if still the same thou art

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #276 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, if still the same thou art, If all thy promises are sure, Set up thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor. 2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourner blest, And lo! for thee I ever mourn; I cannot, no, I will not rest, Till thou my only rest return. 3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd On all that hunger after thee? I hunger now, I thirst for God! See the poor fainting sinner, see. 4 Ah, Lord! if thou art in that sigh, Then hear thyself within me pray, Hear in my heart thy Spirit's cry, Mark when my lab'ring soul would say. 5 Shine on thy work, disperse the gloom; Light in thy light I then shall see; Say to my soul, "Thy light is come, Glory divine is ris'n on thee." 6 Lord, I believe thy promise sure, And trust thou wilt not long delay: Hungry, and sorrowful, and poor, Upon thy word myself I stay.
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Jesus, if still thou art to-day

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #277 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, if still thou art to-day As yesterday the same, Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name. 2 If still thou go'st about to do Thy needy creatures good: On me, that I thy praise may show, Be all thy wonders show'd. 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 4 Loathsome, and foul, and self-abhorr'd, I sink beneath my sin; But if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. 5 Thou seest me deaf to thy commands, Open, O Lord, my ear; Bid me stretch out my wither'd hands, And lift them up in prayer. 6 Silent (alas! thou know'st how long) My voice, I cannot raise; But O! when thou shalt loose my tongue The dub shall sing thy praise. 7 Lame at the pool I still am found: Give, and my strength employ; Light as a hart I then shall bound, The lame shall leap for joy. 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee; And dark I am within; The love of God I cannot see, The sinfulness of sin. 9 But thou, they say, art passing by, O let me find thee near! Jesus, in mercy, hear my cry, Thou Son of David, hear! 10 Long have I waited in the way, For thee the heavenly light; Command me to be brought, and say, "Sinner, receive thy sight."
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My gracious, loving Lord

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #278 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 My gracious, loving Lord, To thee what shall I say? Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray. 2 Ten thousand wants have I; Alas! I all things want! But thou hast bid me always cry, And never never faint. 3 Yet Lord, well might I fear, Fear e'en to ask thy grace, So oft have I, alas! drawn near, And mock'd thee to thy face. 4 With all pollution stain'd, Thy hallow'd courts I trod; Thy name and temple I profan'd, And dar'd to call thee God! 5 Nigh with my lips I drew: My lips were all unclean; Thee with my heat I never knew; My heart was full of sin. 6 Far from the living Lord, Far, far from God and heav'n, Thy purity I still abhorr'd, Nor look'd to be forgiv'n. Scripture: 1 Timothy 1:16
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Lamb of God for sinners slain

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #279 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God for sinners slain, To thee I humbly pray: Heal me of my grief and pain, O take my sins away. From this bondage, Lord, release; No longer let me be opprest; Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out, Who humbly comes to thee! No, my God, I cannot doubt: Thy mercy is for me: Let me then obtain the grace, And be of paradise possest: Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 3 Worldly good I do not want: Be that to others giv'n; Only for thy love I pant; My all in earth or heav'n; This the crown I fain would seize, The good wherewith I would be blest; Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 4 This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath! Join the happy few whose love Was mightier than death! Let it not, my Lord, displease, That I would die to be thy guest! Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! Scripture: John 14:27
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Jesus, full of all compassion

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #280 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear thy humble suppliant’s cry; Let me know thy great salvation; See! I languish, faint, and die. 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelm'd with helpless grief, Prostrate at thy feet repenting, Send, O send me quick relief! 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to him who comfort gives? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to him who ever lives? 4 While I view thee, wounded, grieving, Breathless, on the cursèd tree, Fain I’d feel my heart believing That Thou suffer'dst thus for me. 5 Without thee, the world possessing, I should be a wretch undone; Search through heaven,--the land of blessing, Seeking good, and finding none. 6 Hear, then, blessed Saviour, hear me! My soul cleaveth to the dust; Send the Comforter to cheer me; Lo! in thee I put my trust. 7 Sav'd--the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above! Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love! Scripture: Mark 10:47
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Gracious Lord, incline thine ear!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #281 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Gracious Lord, incline thine ear! My requests vouchsafe to hear; Hear my never-ceasing cry; Give me Christ, or else I die. 2 Lord deny me what thou wilt, Only ease me of my guilt: Suppliant at thy feet I lie, Give me Christ, or else I die. 3 All unholy and unclean, I am nothing else but sin; On thy mercy I rely, Give me Christ, or else I die. 4 Thou dost freely save the lost; In thy grace alone I trust: With my earnest suit comply; Give me Christ, or else I die. 5 Father, dost thou seem to frown? Let me shelter in thy Son? Jesus! to thine arms I fly; Come and save me, or I die.
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Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #283 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, Prostrate at thy feet I fall: Hear, oh hear my ardent cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die! 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Worst of rebels I have been! Oft abus'd thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace. 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart, Pierce this broken, bleeding heart; Justly might thy kindled ire Blast me in eternal fire. 4 But with thee there's mercy found, Balm to heal my ev'ry wound; Thou canst sooth the troubled breast, Give the weary wand'rer rest. 5 Then my humble prayer attend, Show thyself the sinner's friend; Bid the sufferer cease to mourn, Bid the prodigal return! 6 Clasp me in thine arms of love, Let me all thy fondness prove, I die if thou canst not forgive, But whisper "pardoned," and I live!
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O thou that dost in secret see

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #284 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O thou that dost in secret see, Regard a dying sinner's prayer, Out of the deep I cry to thee-- Save, or I perish in despair. 2 Weeping, to Thee I left mine eyes, Mine eyes which fail with looking up, For thee my heart laments and sighs-- Sick with desire and lingering hope. 3 O that I could but surely know If I at last shall mercy find! For what am I reserv'd below? Tell me, thou Saviour of mankind! 4 Let others walk with thee in light, But bless me with one parting ray, And ere I close mine eyes in night, Give me to see thy perfect day.
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My God, my portion, and my love!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #286 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 My God, my portion, and my love! My everlasting all! I've none but thee in heav'n above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 In vain the bright meridian sun Scatters his feeble light: Thy brighter beams create my noon; If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 3 And while upon my restless bed, Amongst the shades I roll; If God his light around me shed, 'Tis morning with my soul. 4 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, And health, and safe abode. Thanks to thy name for meaner things; But they are not my God. 5 If I possess'd the spacious earth, And call'd the stars my own; Without thy mercy and thy love, I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore; Grant me to see thy blissful face, And I desire no more!
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God, my supporter and my hope

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #287 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 God, my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near! Thine arm of mercy holds me up, And saves me from despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness: Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold, the sinners, that remove Far from thy presence, die: Not all the idol-gods they love Can save them, when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God! Shall be my sweet employ. My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy.
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Thou great mysterious God unknown

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #293 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Thou great mysterious God unknown, Whose love hath gently led me on E'en from my infant days; Mine inmost soul expose to view, And tell me if I ever knew Thy justifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear, And follow'd with a heart sincere Thy drawing from above! Now, now the farther grace bestow, And let my sprinkled conscience know Thy sweet forgiving love. 3 Short of thy love I would not stop, A stranger to the gospel hope, The sense of sin forgiven; I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, Without thy inward witness live, That antepast of heaven. 4 If now the witness were in me, Would he not testify of thee, In Jesus reconcil'd? And should I not with faith draw nigh, And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, I know myself thy child? 5 Ah! never let thy servant rest, Till of my part in Christ possess'd I on thy mercy feed: Unworthy of the crumbs that fall, Yet rais'd by him who died for all, To eat the children's bread. 6 Whate'er obstructs thy pard'ning love, Or sin, or righteousness, remove, Thy glory to display; My heart of unbelief convince, And now absolve me from my sins, And take them all away.
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To God the only wise

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #295 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 To God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and' his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And ev'ry hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all his faithful sons Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer, God, Wisdom and pow'r belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs.
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Dear Friend of friendless sinners, hear

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #296 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Dear Friend of guilty sinners, hear, And magnify thy grace divine; Pardon a worm that would draw near, And make his heart to thee resign, A worm, by self and sin opprest, That pants to reach thy promis'd rest. 2 With holy fear and reverend love, I long to lie beneath thy throne; I long in thee to live, and move, And stay myself on thee alone: Teach me to lean upon thy breast, To find in thee the promis'd rest. 3 Thou say'st thou wilt thy servants keep In perfect peace, whose minds shall be Like new-born babes, or helpless sheep, Completely stay'd, dear Lord! on thee How calm their state, how truly blest, Who trust on thee, the promis'd rest. 4 Take me, my Saviour, as thine own, And vindicate my righteous cause; Be thou my portion, Lord, alone, And bend me to obey thy laws: In thy dear arms of love caress'd, Give me to find thy promis'd rest. 5 Bid the tempestuous rage of sin, With all its wrathful fury, die; Let the Redeemer dwell within, And turn my sorrow into joy: Oh, may my heart by thee possess'd, Know thee to be my promis'd rest. Scripture: Isaiah 26:3
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Supreme High-priest, the pilgrim's light

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #300 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Supreme High-priest, the pilgrim's light, My heart for thee prepare; Thine image stamp, and deeply write Thy superscription there. 2 Ah, let my forehead bear thy seal, My arm thy badge retain, My heart the inward witness fell That I am born again. 3 Into thy humble mansion come, Set up thy dwelling here. Possess my heart, and leave no room For sin to harbour there: 4 Ah, give me, Lord, the single eye, Which aims at naught but thee: I fain would live, and yet not I-- Let Jesus live in me. 5 O that the penetrating sight And eagle's eye were mine! Undazzled at the boundless light, Of majesty divine; 6 That with the armies of the sky I too may sit and sing, Add, Saviour, to the eagle's eye, The dove's aspiring wing.
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Saviour, canst thou love a traitor?

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #270 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Saviour, canst thou love a traitor? Canst thou love a child of wrath? Can a hell-deserving creature Be the purchase of thy death? 2 Is thy blood so efficacious, As to make my nature clean? Is thy sacrifice so precious, As to free my soul from sin? 3 Sin on ev'ry side surrounds me I can hear of no relief; Pangs of unbelief confound me, Help me, Lord, to bear my grief. 4 This is now my resolution, At thy dearest feet to fall; Here I'll meet my condemnation, Or a freedom from my thrall. 5 If I meet with condemnation, Justly I deserve the same; If I meet with free salvation, I will magnify thy name. Scripture: Job 13:15
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Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #271 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall, Opprest with fears to thee I call: Reveal thy pard'ning love to me, And set my captive spirit free. 2 Hast thou not said, "Seek ye my face;" The invitation I embrace; I'll seek thy face; thy Spirit give! O let me see thy face, and live. 3 I'll wait perhaps my Lord may come; If I turn back, hell is my doom; And begging in his way, I'll lie Till the dear Saviour passes by. 4 I'll seek his face with cries and tears, With secret sighs and fervent pray'rs; And if not heard, I'll waiting sit, And perish at my Saviour's feet. 5 But canst thou, Lord, see all my pain, And bid me seek thy face in vain? No! Jesus will not, can't deceive, The soul that seeks his face shall live. Scripture: Psalm 27:8
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O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #275 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry! Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry 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 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight; Thy holy joys, O God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 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 condemn'd to die.
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Thou hidden God, for whom I groan

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #288 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Thou hidden God, for whom I groan, Till thou thyself declare: God inaccessible, unknown, Regard a sinner's prayer. 2 A sinner weltering in his blood, Unpurg'd and unforgiven; Far distant from the living God, As far as hell from heaven. 3 An unregen'rate child of man, To thee for faith I call: Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raise me from my fall. 4 The darkness which, thro' thee, I feel, Thou only canst remove: Thine own eternal power reveal, The Deity of love. 5 I would not to thy foe submit: I hate the tyrant's chain; Send forth thy pris'ner from the pit, Nor let me cry in vain. 6 Show me the blood that bought my peace, The cov'nant blood apply! And all my griefs at once shall cease, And all my sins shall die. 7 Speak, Jesus, speak into my heart, What thou for me hast done; One grain of living faith impart, And God is all my own.
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Jesus, my strength, my hope

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #289 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear’st my prayer; Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do, On thee, Almighty to create. Almighty to renew. 2 I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down, and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill. A soul inur'd to pain, To hardship, grief, and loss; Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross. 3 I want a godly fear, A quick-discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And bids the tempter fly; A spirit still prepar'd, And arm'd with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease, Never to murmur at thy stay Or wish my suff'rings less. This blessing, above all, Always to pray I want, Out of the deep on thee to call, And never, never faint. 5 I want a true regard, A single, steady aim, Unmov'd by threat'ning or reward, To thee and thy great name; A jealous just concern For thine immortal praise: A pure desire that all may learn, And glorify thy grace.
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Will the pardoning God despise

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #294 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Will the pardoning God despise A poor mourner's sacrifice One who brings his all to thee, All his sin and misery; 2 Saviour, see my troubled breast, Heaving, panting after rest, Jesus, mark my hollow eye, Never clos'd and never dry. 3 Listen to my plaintive moans, Deep uninterrupted groans, Keep not silence at my tears, Quiet all my griefs and fears. 4 Good physician, show thine art, Bind thou up my broken heart; Aches it not for thee, my God, Pants to feel the healing blood? 5 Jesus, answer all thy name, Save me from my fear and shame Sunk in desperate misery, Sinner's friend, remember me!
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O when wilt thou my Saviour be!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #301 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O when wilt thou my Saviour be! O when shall I be clean! The true eternal Sabbath see, A perfect rest from sin! 2 Jesus! the sinner's rest thou art, From guilt, and fear, and pain; While thou art absent from my heart, I look for rest in vain! 3 The consolations of thy word My soul have long upheld; The faithful promise of the Lord Shall surely be fulfill'd: 4 Joining thy sheep in yonder fold, Like them I shall rejoice; Like them thy glory shall behold And hear my shepherd's voice. 5 O that I now the voice might hear, That speaks my sins forgiven; Thy word is past to give me here The inward pledge of heaven.
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Oh that the Lord would hear my cry

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #302 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Oh that the Lord would hear my cry, And stay his anger lest I die! Thy wrath is just--yet, oh, forgive! And let a mourning sinner live. 2 In all my frame, without, within, I feel the sad effects of sin; How long, my God, must I complain, And deprecate thy wrath in vain? 3 Oh, should I die depriv'd of thee? What being else can succour me? Thy frowns would rend my soul in death, And sink it to the depths beneath. 4 Ye darling sins, that plague me so, The greatest enemies I know, Depart--for God hath heard my pray'r, And will not let me long despair. 5 No;--I shall yet his goodness bless; And when this transient life shall pass, Then, full of glory, I shall prove He can be just, and sinners love. Scripture: Psalm 6
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To thee, O God! my pray'r ascends

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #285 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 To thee, O God! my pray'r ascends, But not for golden stores; Nor covet I the brightest gems On the rich eastern shores: 2 Nor that deluding empty joy Men call a mighty name, Nor greatness with its pride and state, My restless thoughts inflame:-- 3 Nor pleasure's fascinating charms My fond desires allure: But nobler things than these, from thee, My wishes would secure. 4 The faith and hope of joys to come My best affections move; Thy light, thy favour, and thy smiles, Thine everlasting love. 5 These are the blessings I desire: Lord, be these blessings mine! And all the glories of the world I cheerfully resign.

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