Original and actual sin. L. M. LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean; No outward forms can make us clean; 4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone, 6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace, 310 Totally diseased. WHILE dead in trespasses I lie, W Thy quick'ning Spirit give; Call me, thou Son of God, that I C. M. 2 While full of anguish and disease, 3 Cast out thy foes, and let them still To Jesus' name submit: Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal, 4 To Jesus' name, if all things now 5 I know in thee all fulness dwells, Fill every want my spirit feels, 311 Dead in trespasses and sins. TOW helpless nature lies, S. M. The heart unchanged can never rise 2 Can aught but power divine 3 The passions to recall, And upward bid them rise; To make the scales of error fall From reason's darken'd eyes. 4 O change these hearts of ours, And give them life divine; Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. - 312 Helpless and guilty. AH, how shall fallen maa S. M. 2 If he our ways should mark 3 The mountains, in thy wrath, 4 Ah, how shall guilty man Contend with such a God? None-none can meet him, and escape, 313 C. M. Without God in the world. G But O, how dark and void To me!-'tis one great wilderness, 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, Till he his glorious self reveals, The veil is on my heart. 3 O Thou who seest and know'st my grief, Thyself unseen, unknown, Pity my helpless unbelief, And break my heart of stone. 4 Regard me with a gracious eye;-- 314 Feeling after God. C. M. HOU hidden God, for whom I groan, Till thou thyself declare, God, inaccessible, unknown,- 2 A sinner welt'ring in his blood, Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raise me from my fall. 4 The darkness which through thee I feel, Thou only canst remove; Thine own eternal power reveal, Thine everlasting love. 5 I would not to thy foe submit ; Nor let me cry in vain. 6 Show me the blood that bought my peace, The cov'nant blood apply; And all my griefs at once shall cease, 315 0 Sin's incurable disease. L. M. GOD, to whom, in flesh reveal'd, And found salvation in thy name :- And, sick of sin, implore a cure. 3 My sin's incurable disease, Thou, Jesus, thou alone canst heal; Inspire me with thy power and peace, And pardon on my conscience seal. 316 The tnbred leprosy.· L. M. ESUS, a word, a look from thee, JESUS, turn my heart, and make it clean; Purge out the inbred leprosy, And save me from my bosom sin. And stamp thine image on my heart. And drive the evil spirit hence. 317 JESU The leper. TESUS, if still thou art to-day, Present to heal,-in me display C. M. 2 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 8 Loathsome, and vile; and self-abhorr'd, I sink beneath my sin; But, if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. |