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Publication Date: 1790 Publisher: Printed and sold by Manning & Loring Publication Place: Boston Editors: Manning and loring

Appears in 326 hymnals First Line: How lost was my condition Lyrics: 1 How lost was my condition, Till Jesus made me whole! There is but one Physician Can cure a sin-sick soul! At death's dark door he found me, And snatch'd me from the grave, To tell to all around me, His wondrous power to save. 2 The worst of all diseases Is light, compar'd with sin; On ev'ry part it seizes, But rages most within. 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever, And madness, all combin'd; And none but a believer The least relief can find. 3 From men great skill professing, I thought a cure to gain; But this prov'd more distressing, And added to my pain. Some said that nothing ail'd me, Some gave me up for lost; Thus ev'ry refuge fail'd me, And all my hopes were cross'd. 4 At length this great Physician, (How matchless is his grace!) Accepted my petition, And undertook my case: First gave me sight to view him, For sin my eyes had seal'd; Then bid me look unto him; I look'd, and I was heal'd. 5 A dying, risen Jesus, Seen by the eye of faith; From every danger frees us, And saves the soul from death. Come then to this Physician, His help he'll freely give; He makes no hard condition, 'Tis only look, and live.

Saul's Armour

Appears in 21 hymnals First Line: When first my soul enlisted Lyrics: 1 When first my soul enlisted, My Savior's foes to fight, Mistaken friends insisted, I was not arm'd aright: So Saul declar'd to David, He certainly would fail; Nor could his life be saved, Without a coat of mail. 2 But David tho' he yielded, To put the armour on, Soon found he could not wield it, And ventur'd forth with none: With only sling and pebble, He fought the fight of faith; The weapon seem'd but feeble, Yet prov'd Goliah's death. 3 Had I by him been guided, And quickly thrown away The armour men provided, I might have gain'd the day; But arm'd as they advis'd me, My expectations fail'd; The enemy surpris'd me, And had almost prevail'd. 4 Furnish'd with books and notions, And arguments and pride, I practis'd all my motions, And Satan's pow'r defy'd; But soon perceiv'd with trouble That these would do no good; Iron to them is stubble, And brass like rotten wood. 5 I triumph'd at a distance, While he was out of sight; But faint was my resistance When forc'd to join in fight: He broke my sword in shivers, And pierc'd my boasted shield, Laugh'd at my vain endeavours, And drove me from the field. 6 Satan will not be braved By such a worm as I; Then let me learn with David To trust in the Most High; To plead the name of Jesus, And use the sling of pray'r; Thus arm'd, when Satan sees us, He'll tremble and despair.

Lovest Thou Me?

Appears in 279 hymnals First Line: 'Tis a point I long to know Lyrics: 1 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought, Do I love the Lord, or no; Am I his, or am I not? 2 If I love, why am I thus? Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name. 3 [Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild, Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child?] 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do; You who love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you? 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve at what I feel, If I did not love at all? 7 [Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the way I once abhorr'd; Find, at times, the promise sweet If I did not love the Lord? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case! Thou who art the people's sun; Since upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray; If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day.

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A Mercy-Seat

Hymnal: SHOS1790 #I (1790) First Line: Near to thy mercy-seat, O God Lyrics: 1 Near to thy mercy-seat, O God, With conscious guilt I come: No sacrifice but Jesus' blood Can for such guilt atone. 2 Nor am I safe with such a plea, Thought Jesus bled and dy'd; My broken heart must healed be, My conscience purify'd. 3 Then may I venture near thy throne, When mercy points the way; Then, offer incense not my own, And humbly dare to pray. 4 How did my soul, in seasons past, Enjoy thy gracious smiles! So sweet thy word, so lov'd thy courts, So hateful Satan's wiles. 5 But darkness, doubts, and ceaseless grief Possess my weary heart: When wilt thou come to my relief, And bid my foes depart? 6 I cannot bear to wander thus, And still thine absence mourn; Assist thy humble penitent To make a quick return. 7 Into thy blessed arms I fly; Dear Jesus, bid me come; My spirit sees no other rest, My soul no other home. Languages: English

The Church's Request

Hymnal: SHOS1790 #II (1790) First Line: The little flock, on Zion's hill Lyrics: 1 The little flock, on Zion's hill, In happy union blest, Implore their great Redeemer, still To grant them one request. 2 Distinguish'd mercy found a place, And let the flock to rest: Head of thy church, we seek thy face, To grant us one request. 3 Thy sovereign favours, freely giv'n, Our hearts have deep imprest; Still hear our pray'r, indulgent Heav'n, And grant us one request. 4 While some are gather'd to the fold, By mercy's high behest, Do thou our infant state behold, And grant us one request. 5 With thoughtless souls, and anxious mind Thy courts are daily prest; That each a portion here may find, O grant us this request. 6 A faithful pastor, Lord, prepare; 'Twas Jesus' great bequest; For this we raise our ceaseless prayer: O grant this one request. 7 Then shall our grateful hearts adore Thine interposing love; This gift bestow'd, we'll grieve no more, But wait the joys above. Languages: English

Return of Joy

Hymnal: SHOS1790 #III (1790) First Line: When darkness long has veil'd my mind Lyrics: 1 When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears; Then, my Redeemer, then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart; And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbor one hard thought of thee. 3 O let me then at length be taught (What I am still so slow to learn;) That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat; But when my faith is sharply tried I find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my Lord, one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive; Be shame, and self-abhorrence, mine. Languages: English

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