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Now before the throne of grace. 3/6
Verse 4
There for me the Saviour stands;
Shows His wounds and spreads His hands.
God is love! I know, I feel;
Jesus lives, and loves me still. 4/6
Verse 5
Jesus, answer from above:
Is not all Thy nature love?
Will you not the wrong forget,
Suffer me to kiss Thy feet? 5/6
Verse 6
Pity from your eye let fall;
By a look my soul recall;
Now the stone to flesh convert,
Cast a look, and break my heart. 6/6
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192 Drawn to the cross, which
Thou hast blessed
Verse 1
Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed
With healing gifts for souls distressed,
To find in Thee my life, my rest;
Christ Crucified, I come! 1/7
Verse 2
Stained with the sins which I have wrought
In word and deed and secret thought,
For pardon which Thy blood hath bought:
Christ crucified, I come ! 2/7
Verse 3
Weary of selfishness and pride, False pleasures
gone, vain hopes denied, Deep in Thy wounds
my shame to hide:
Christ crucified, I come! 3/7
Verse 4
Thou knowest all my griefs and fears,
Thy grace abused, my misspent years;
Yet now to Thee for cleansing tears,
Christ Crucified, I come! 4/7
Verse 5
I would not, if I could, conceal The ills which
only Thou canst heal,
So to the cross, where sinners kneel:
Christ crucified, I come! 5/7
Verse 6
Wash me and take away each stain; Let nothing
of my sin remain.
For cleansing, though it be through pain,
Christ Crucified, I come! 6/7
Verse 7
To be what Thou wouldst have me be,
Accepted, sanctified in thee,
Through what Thy grace shall work in me:
Christ crucified, I come! 7/7
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193 Happy the man that finds the
grace
Verse 1
Happy the man that finds the grace,
The blessing of God's chosen race;
The wisdom coming from above,
The faith that sweetly works by love. 1/6
Verse 2
Happy beyond description he who knows,
'The Saviour died for me'
The gift unspeakable obtains,
And heavenly understanding gains. 2/6
Verse 3
Wisdom divine ! Who tells the price Of wisdom's
costly merchandise?
Wisdom to silver we prefer,
And gold is dross compared to her. 3/6
Verse 4
Her hands are filled with length of days,
True riches, and immortal praise,
Riches of Christ, on all bestowed,
And honour that descends from God. 4/6
Verse 5
To purest joys she all invites,
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights;
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