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As o'er the past my memory strays

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #61 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 As o'er the past my memory strays, Why heaves the secret sigh? 'Tis that I mourn departed days, Still unprepared to die. 2 The world and worldly things beloved, My anxious thoughts employ'd; And time unhallowed, unimproved, Presents a fearful void. 3 Yet, holy Father, wild despair Chase from my labouring breast; Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer, That grace can do the rest. 4 My life's brief remnant all be Thine; And when Thy sure decree Bids me this fleeting breath resign, O speed my soul to Thee. Languages: English

O Thou to Whose all-searching sight

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #62 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Thou, to Whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for Thee, O burst these bonds, and set it free. 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the Cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be Thou my light, be Thou my way; No foes, no violence I fear, No harm, while Thou, my God, art near. 4 When rising floods my head o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er Thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow Thee: O let Thy hand support me still, And lead me to Thy holy hill. 6 If rough and thorny be my way, My strength proportion to my day, Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. Languages: English

Lord, in this Thy mercy's day

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #63 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day, Ere the time shall pass away, On our knees we fall and pray. 2 Holy Jesu, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears, Ere that hour of doom appears. 3 Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at Thy door, Ere it closes evermore. 4 By Thy night of agony, By Thy supplicating cry, By Thy willingness to die, 5 By Thy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below, Let us not Thy love forego. 6 Judge and Saviour of our race, When we see Thee face to face, Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place. 7 On Thy love we rest alone, And that love shall then be known By the pardoned round Thy throne. Languages: English

My sins, my sins, my Saviour!

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #64 (1871) Lyrics: 1. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! They take such hold on me, I am not able to look up, Save only, Christ, to Thee; In Thee is all forgiveness, In Thee abundant grace, My shadow and my sunshine The brightness of Thy face. 2 My sins, my sins, my Saviour! How sad on Thee they fall; Seen through Thy gentle patience, I tenfold feel them all; I know they are forgiven, But still, their pain to me Is all the grief and anguish They laid, my Lord, on Thee. 3 My sins, my sins, my Saviour! Their guilt I never knew Till with Thee, in the desert, I near Thy Passion drew; Till, with Thee, in the garden, I heard Thy pleading prayer, And saw the sweat-drops bloody That told Thy sorrow there. 4 Therefore my songs, my Saviour, E'en in this time of woe, Shall tell of all Thy goodness To suffering man below; Thy goodness and Thy favour, Whose presence from above, Rejoice those hearts, my Saviour, That live in Thee and love. Languages: English

O Thou, from Whom all goodness flows

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #65 (1871) Lyrics: 1 O Thou, from Whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to Thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, My pardon grant, Thy peace impart: In love, remember me. 2 When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, O let my strength be as my day; For good, remember me. If worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble frame should be, Grant patience, rest, and kind relief: Hear and remember me. 3 And oh, when in the hour of death I own Thy just decree, By this the prayer of my last breath, Dear Lord, remember me. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Languages: English

O gracious God, in Whom I live

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #66 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O gracious God, in Whom I live, My feeble efforts aid; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 2 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 3 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, Thy powerful aid impart, My Guardian and my Guide. 4 O keep me in Thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee; And let me never, never stray From happiness and Thee. Languages: English

Weary of earth, and laden with my sin

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #67 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, I look to heaven and long to enter in, But there no evil thing may find a home: And yet I hear a voice that bids me "Come." 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that Throne appear? Yet there are Hands stretch'd out to draw me near. 3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, Evil is ever with me, day be day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, "Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, His are the Hands stretch'd out to draw me near, And His the Blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the Throne. 5 'Twas He Who found me on the deathly wild, And made me heir of heaven, the Father's child, And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give. 6 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, Righteous Lord; Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown, Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. Languages: English

Christian! dost thou see them

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #68 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Christian! dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the powers of darkness Rage thy steps around? Christian, up and smite them, Counting gain but loss; In the strength that cometh By the Holy Cross. 2 Christian, dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian, never tremble; Never be downcast; Gird thee for the battle, Watch and pray and fast. 3 Christian, dost thou hear them How they speak thee fair? “Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?” Christian, answer boldly: “While I breathe, I pray!” Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 “Well I know thy trouble, O my servant true; Thou art very weary, I was weary too: But that toil shall make thee Some day all Mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near My Throne.” Languages: English

Lord, when we bend before Thy throne

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #69 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 2 Our broken spirits, pitying see; And penitence impart; Then let a kindling glance from Thee Beam hope upon the heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign; And not a thought our bosom share Which is not wholly Thine. 4 Let faith each weak petition fill, And waft it to the skies, And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it, or denies. Languages: English

Weary of wandering from my God

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #70 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Weary of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return, I hear and bow me to the rod; For Thee, not without hope, I mourn: I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesu, full of pardoning grace-- More full of grace than I of sin; Yet once again I seek Thy face: Open Thine arms and take me in; And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore; O, for Thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more: The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer. Languages: English