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LXXXIX. THE SAME.

Hymn 2.

[Weary of wandering from my God]

Weary of wandering from my God,
And now made willing to return,
I hear, and bow me to the rod,
For Him, not without hope, I mourn:
I have an Advocate above,
A Friend before the throne of love.
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.
Thou know'st the way to bring me back,
My fallen spirit to restore;
O for Thy truth and mercy sake,
Forgive, and bid me sin no more,
The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart an house of prayer.
The stone to flesh again convert,
The veil of sin once more remove:
Sprinkle Thy blood upon my heart,
And melt it with Thy dying love:
This rebel heart by love subdue,
And make it soft and make it new.
Give to mine eyes refreshing tears,
And kindle my relentings now;
Fill all my soul with filial fears:
To Thy sweet yoke my spirit bow;
Bend by Thy grace, O bend, or break
The iron sinew in my neck.

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Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart,
That trembles at the' approach of sin;
A godly fear of sin impart,
Implant, and root it deep within;
That I may dread Thy gracious power,
And never dare offend Thee more.