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Saviour, canst thou love a traitor?
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #270 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitent suing for Pardon 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
Saviour, canst thou love a traitor?
Father of mercies, God of love!
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #282 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Penitent's Prayer 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!
Father of mercies, God of love!
Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #283 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Penitent Pardoned 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!
Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all
Just as I am, without one plea
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #298 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come!
2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come!
3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come!
4 Just as I am--poor,wretched, blind,
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come!
5 Just as I am--Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come!
6 Just as I am-- Thy love unknown
Hath broken every barrier down;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come! Languages: English
Just as I am, without one plea
O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #299 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent 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 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 I cannot live without Thy light,
Cast out and banish from Thy sight:
Thy holy joys, my God, restore
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord,
Thy help and comfort still afford;
And let me now come near Thy throne,
To plead the merits of Thy Son.
5 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.
6 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. Languages: English
O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry
Here at Thy cross, my dying Lord
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #300 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 Here at Thy cross, my dying Lord,
I lay my soul beneath Thy love,
Beneath the droppings of Thy blood,
Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove.
2 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence,
Moveless and firm this heart should lie;
Resolved--for that's my last defence--
If I must perish, there to die.
3 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear;
Am I not safe beneath Thy shade?
Thy vengeance will not strike me here,
Nor Satan dares my soul invade.
4 Yes, I'm secure beneath Thy blood,
And all my foes shall lose their aim;
Hosannah to my dying Lord,
And my best honors to His name. Languages: English
Here at Thy cross, my dying Lord
O Thou who hear'st the prayers of faith
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #301 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 O Thou who hear’st the prayer of faith,
Wilt Thou not save a soul from death
That casts itself on Thee?
I have no refuge of my own,
But fly to what my Lord has done
And suffered once for me.
2 Slain in the guilty sinner’s stead,
His spotless righteousness I plead,
And His availing blood:
Thy righteousness my robe shall be;
Thy merit shall avail for me,
And bring me near to God.
3 Then snatch me from eternal death,
The Spirit of adoption breathe,
His consolation send:
By Him some word of life impart,
And sweetly whisper to my heart,
"Thy Maker is thy friend."
4 The king of terrors then would be
A welcome messenger to me,
To bid me come away:
Unclogged by earth, or earthly things,
I’d mount, I’d fly, with eager wings,
To everlasting day. Languages: English
O Thou who hear'st the prayers of faith
Oh that the Lord would hear my cry
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #302 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Prayer of a penitent 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
Oh that the Lord would hear my cry
Oh that my load of sin were gone!
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #302 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 Oh that my load of sin were gone!
Oh that I could at last submit,
At Jesus’ feet to lay it down--
To lay my soul at Jesus’ feet!
2 Rest for my soul I long to find:
Savior of all, if mine Thou art,
Give me Thy meek and lowly mind,
And stamp Thine image on my heart.
3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free:
I cannot rest, till pure within--
Till I am wholly lost in Thee.
4 Fain I would learn of Thee, my God!
Thy light and easy burden prove,--
The cross all stained with hallowed blood,
The labor of Thy dying love.
5 I would--but Thou must give the power;
My heart from every sin release:
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with Thy perfect peace!
6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer,
Nor let Thy chariot wheels delay;
Appear in my poor heart, appear;
My God, my Saviour, come away Languages: English
Oh that my load of sin were gone!
Come, my soul, Thy suit prepare
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #303 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, Thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Rise and ask without delay.
2 With my burden I begin;
Lord! remove this load of sin!
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.
3 Lord! I come to Thee for rest;
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy sovereign right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
4 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die thy people's death. Languages: English
Come, my soul, Thy suit prepare
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