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HYMN XLV.

[Eternal power of Jesu's name]

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To—“All that pass by, behold the Man.”

Eternal power of Jesu's name,
For Thee with broken heart I cry:
Saviour from sin, from fear, from shame,
Come down, or I for ever die!
Thy only name can be my balm,
My spirit's desperate sickness heal,
Thy only voice the storm can calm,
And bid my troubled heart be still.

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If yet Thou canst compassion have,
If grace doth more than sin abound,
Exert Thine utmost power to save,
And let me in Thy rest be found.
The' irreparable loss repair,
Bind up the wound incurable,
Snatch from the jaws of deep despair,
And pluck the firebrand out of hell.
Lay to Thy hand, Almighty Love,
The work, O God, is worthy Thee,
Such huge destruction to remove,
And save a soul so lost as me!
The' intolerable load sustain,
The' inextricable knot untie,
Loose the indissoluble chain,
And show Thyself the Lord most high.
No opening door, no way to shun
The' inevitable death I see:
Out of the deep I cry—Undone!
Undone to all eternity!
No possibility of hope
Angels or saints can ever show,
Unless the' Almighty lift me up;
I sink into infernal woe.
Nor can my desperate heart conceive
How God Himself should save so far:
But humbly all to Him I leave,
If yet He will His power declare.
Dying in sin, condemn'd and lost,
I cast me on a God unknown,
And cry, while rendering up the ghost,
Thy will, Thy only will be done!