2 Other refuge have I none; With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want: Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,- Freely let me take of thee: 389 A Seeking deliverance and rest. L. M. WAKED from sin's delusive sleep, My heavy guilt I feel, and weep: Beneath a weight of woes oppress'd, 1 come to thee, my Lord, for rest. 2 Now, from thy throne of grace abovc, Look down upon my soul in love ;That smile shall sweeten all my pain, And make my soul rejoice again 3 Thou hast for sinners died, That all might come to God; The cov'nant thou hast ratified, And seal'd it with thy blood; Thou hast obtain'd the grace That all may turn and live; And now thy offer I embrace,Thy mercy I receive. 428 Embracing the all-sufficient Portion. AND can I yet delay My little all to give? To tear my soul from earth away 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield; 3 Though late, I all forsake; 4 Come, and possess me whole, 5 My one desire be this,— To seek and taste no other bliss,- 6 My life, my portion thou; Thou all-sufficient art: S. M. My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 3 Still sure to me thy promise stands, And ever must abide: 4 To this, this only will I cleave; That word is truth, and I believe :— 392 Prisoner of hope. C. M. L' ET the redeem'd give thanks and praise My feeble voice I cannot raise, Till wash'd in Jesus' blood: 2 Till, at thy coming from above, 3 Pris'ner of hope, I still attend 4 Restored by reconciling grace; 5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive, The love and joy unknown, Now, Father, to thy servant give, And claim me for thine own. 6 My God, in Jesus pacified, 4 Far off the Father saw him move, In pensive silence mourn, And quickly ran, with arms of love, 5 Through all the courts the tidings flew, And spread the joy around; The angels tuned their harps anew,— 431 L 12th P. M. 76, 76, 78, 76. Saved by grace. ET the world their virtue boast,- I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace; Other title I disclaim; This, only this, is all my plea: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 2 Happy they whose joys abound But Jesus died for me. 3 Jesus, thou for me hast died, Of love, this shall be all my plea, I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 432 OFT JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 11th P. M. 76,76,77 76. The righteousness of faith. FT I in my heart have said,— Mount to Christ, my glorious Head, 3 But the righteousness of faith Life to all, for life who sigh: 433 L L. M. The Lord our Righteousness. The rich in flatt'ring riches trust, |