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Poor 'wildered, weeping heart

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #270 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Invited Lyrics: 1 Poor 'wilderd, weeping heart, What can relieve thee? Come, sinful as thou art. Christ will receive thee; Come, though with woe oppressed, Soft is the Saviour's breast, There may'st thou sweetly rest, There naught shall grieve thee. 2 Come, trembling, timid soul, Why this delaying? Thunders, that o'er thee roll, Fall on thee straying. Turn from destruction's ways, Turn to the throne of grace; There seek Thy Father's face, Weeping and praying. 3 "Hence, guilty fear and doubt, Leave me for ever! Lord, wilt Thou cast me out? Never--oh never! From unbelief of mind, From thought to sin inclined, From flesh and hell combined, Thou wilt deliver." Languages: English
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Child of sin and sorrow

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #272 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Invited Lyrics: 1 Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay, Wait not for to-morrow, Yield thee to-day; Heaven bids thee come, While yet there’s room; Child of sin and sorrow, Hear and obey. 2 Child of sin and sorrow, Why wilt thou die? Come, while thou canst borrow Help from on high: Grieve not that love, Which from above, Child of sin and sorrow, Would bring thee nigh. 3 Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee? Through that long to-morrow, Eternity! Exiled from home, Darkly to roam, Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee? 4 Child of sin and sorrow, Lift up thine eye! Heirship thou canst borrow In worlds on high! In that high home, Grave Thy name Child of sin and sorrow, Swift homeward fly! Languages: English
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Why will ye lavish out your years

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #286 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Why will ye lavish out your years Amidst a thousand trifling cares, While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot? 2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind, And famish an immortal mind, While angels with regret look down To see you spurn a heavenly crown? 3 Th'eternal God calls from above, And Jesus pleads His dying love; Awakened conscience gives you pain: And shall they join their pleas in vain? 4 Not so your dying eyes shall view Those objects which ye now pursue; Not so shall heaven and hell appear When the decisive hour is near. 5 Almighty God! Thine aid impart, To fix conviction on the heart: Thy power can clear the darkest eyes, And make the haughtiest scorner wise. Languages: English
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Broad is the road that leads to death

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #287 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Warned and Entreated Lyrics: 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there; But wisdom shows a narrower path, With here and there a traveler. 2 "Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer’s great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain Create my heart entirely new; Which hypocrites could ne’er attain, Which false apostates never knew. Languages: English
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Oh where shall rest be found

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #292 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Sinner Awakened Lyrics: 1 Oh where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh: 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years-- And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath: Oh what eternal horrors hang Around the second death! 5 Lord God of truth and grace! Teach us that death to shun:-- Lest we be driven from Thy face, And evermore undone. 6 Here would we end our quest-- Alone are found in Thee, The life of perfect love--the rest Of immortality. Languages: English
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Bartimeus's Prayer

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #294 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Sinner Awakened First Line: "Mercy, O Thou son of David!" Lyrics: 1 "Mercy; O thou Son of David!" Thus the blind Bartimeus prayed; "Others by Thy word are saved, Now to me afford Thine aid." 2 Many for his crying chid him, But he called the louder still; Till the gracious Savior bid him, "Come, and ask me what you will." 3 Money was not what he wanted, Though by begging used to live; But he asked, and Jesus granted, Alms which only He could give. 4 "Lord, remove this grievous blindness, "Let my eyes behold the day!" Straight he saw, and won by kindness, Followed Jesus in the way. 5 Oh! methinks I hear him praising, Publishing to all around; "Friends is not my case amazing? What a Saviour I have found! 6 "Oh! that all the blind but knew him, And would be advised by me! Surely would they hasten to Him, He would cause them all to see." Languages: English
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Lo! on a narrow neck of land

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #297 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Awakened Lyrics: 1 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, Secure, insensible: A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 2 O God! mine inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress: Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 3 Before me place in dread array The pomp of that tremendous day, When Thou with clouds shalt come; To judge the nations at Thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom? 4 Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t' insure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, And suffer all Thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale to live And reign with Thee above, Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight And everlasting love. Languages: English
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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
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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
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Jesus, save my dying soul

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #305 (1867) Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent Lyrics: 1 Jesus, save my dying soul; Make the broken spirit whole; Humbled in the dust I lie; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of every grace, Now reveal Thy smiling face; Grant the joy of sin forgiven, Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to Thee is known-- Thou art righteous, Thou alone: All my help is from Thy cross; All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord, in Thee I now believe; Wilt Thou--wilt Thou not forgive? Helpless at Thy feet I lie; Saviour, leave me not to die. Languages: English

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