1. By faith I view my Saviour dying To every nation he is crying, He bids the guilty now draw near, 2. Did Christ, when I was sin pursuing, And did he snatch my soul from ruin? Oh, yes! he did salvation bring: 3. Jesus my weary soul refreshes ; And every moment Christ is precious None can describe the bliss I prove: 4. Long as I live, I'll still be crying, And this shall be my theme when dying, "Mercy's free!" And when the vale of death I've pass'd, 197. C. M. 1. ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed? Would he devote that sacred head 2. Was it for crimes that I had done 8. Well might the sun in darkness hide, 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay Here, Lord, I give myself away; 198. S. M. 1. IF Jesus Christ was sent And kindly teach us to repent, 2. He says he loves to see A broken-hearted one; He loves that sinners, such as we, 3. 'Tis not enough to say We're sorry and repent, 4. Repentance is to leave The sins we loved before, And show that we in earnest grieve, 5 Lord, make us thus sincere, 6. And since the Saviour came 199. S. M. 1. DID Christ o'er sinners weep, 2. The Son of God in tears, 3. He wept that we might weep, 200. C. M. 1. If you will turn away from sin The Lord will make you pure within, 2. He'll show you all his matchless love, He'll make you heirs of light, And give you grace, that you may prove 3. He'll lead you in the pleasant way, And guide you thus to endless day, 4. Oh, stay not in the road to death, And when you lose life's fleeting breath 201. S. M. 1. Is this the kind return, Are these the thanks we owe, Whence all our blessings flow? 2. To what a stubborn frame Hath sin reduced our mind! What strange rebellious wretches we, 3. Turn, turn us, mighty God, And mould our souls afresh; Break, sovereign grace, our hearts of stone, 202. C. M. 1. A SINNER, Lord, behold, I stand, 2. From early infancy, I know, 3. But God can change this evil heart, And his own heavenly grace impart, 4. Then let me all my sins confess, 203. S. M. 1. LORD, I would come to thee, Oh, take the stain of guilt away, 2. I cannot live in sin And feel a Saviour's love: Thy blood can make my spirit clean : Oh, write my name above! |