JUSTIFIED
,
but
not
SANCTIFIED
.
I.
MY
GOD
(
if
I
may
call
Thee
Mine
From
Heav'n
and
Thee
remov'd
so
far
)
Draw
nigh
;
thy
pitying
Ear
incline
,
And
cast
not
out
my
languid
Pray'r
.
Gently
the
Weak
Thou
lov'st
to
lead
,
Thou
lov'st
to
prop
the
feeble
Knee
,
O
break
not
then
a
bruised
Reed
,
Nor
quench
the
smoaking
Flax
in
me
.
II
.
Buried
in
Sin
,
thy
Voice
I
hear
,
And
burst
the
Barriers
of
my
Tomb
,
In
all
the
Marks
of
Death
appear
,
Forth
at
thy
Call
,
tho'
bound
,
I
come
.
Give
me
,
O
give
me
fully
,
LORD
,
Thy
Resurrection's
Pow'r
to
know
;
Free
me
indeed
;
repeat
the
Word
,
And
loose
my
Bands
,
and
let
me
go
.
III
.
Fain
would
I
go
to
Thee
my
GOD
,
Thy
Mercies
and
my
Wants
to
tell
:
I
feel
my
Pardon
seal'd
in
Blood
;
Saviour
,
thy
Love
I
wait
to
feel
.
Freed
from
the
Pow'r
of
cancel'd
Sin
;
When
shall
my
Soul
triumphant
prove
?
Why
breaks
not
out
the
Fire
within
In
Flames
of
Joy
and
Praise
and
Love
?
IV
.
When
shall
my
Eye
affect
my
Heart
,
Sweetly
dissolv'd
in
gracious
Tears
?
Ah
,
LORD
,
the
Stone
to
Flesh
convert
!
And
till
thy
lovely
Face
appears
,
Still
may
I
at
thy
Footstool
keep
,
And
watch
the
Smile
of
op'ning
Heav'n
:
Much
would
I
pray
,
and
love
,
and
weep
;
I
would
;
for
I
have
much
forgiv'n
.
V.
Yet
O
!
ten
thousand
Lusts
remain
,
And
vex
my
Soul
absolv'd
from
Sin
,
Still
rebel
Nature
strives
to
reign
,
Still
am
I
all
unclean
,
unclean
!
Assail'd
by
Pride
,
allur'd
by
Sense
,
On
Earth
the
Creatures
court
my
Stay
;
False
flatt'ring
Idols
get
ye
hence
,
Created
Good
be
far
away
!
VI
.
JESU
,
to
Thee
my
Soul
aspires
,
JESU
,
to
Thee
I
plight
my
Vows
,
Keep
me
from
Earthly
base
Desires
,
My
GOD
,
my
Saviour
,
and
my
Spouse
.
Fountain
of
all-sufficient
Bliss
,
Thou
art
the
Good
I
seek
below
;
Fulness
of
Joys
in
Thee
there
is
,
Without
'tis
Mis'ry
all
the
Woe
.
VII
.
Take
this
poor
wandring
,
worthless
Heart
,
Its
Wandrings
all
to
Thee
are
known
,
May
no
false
Rival
claim
a
Part
,
Nor
Sin
disseize
Thee
of
thine
own
.
Stir
up
thy
interposing
Pow'r
,
Save
me
from
Sin
,
from
Idols
save
,
Snatch
me
from
fierce
Temptation's
Hour
,
And
hide
,
O
hide
me
in
the
Grave
!
VIII
.
I
know
Thou
wilt
accept
me
Now
,
I
know
my
Sins
are
now
forgiv'n
!
My
Head
to
Death
O
let
me
bow
,
Nor
keep
my
Life
,
to
lose
my
Heav'n
.
Far
from
this
Snare
my
Soul
remove
,
This
only
Cup
I
would
decline
,
I
deprecate
a
Creature-Love
,
O
take
me
,
to
secure
me
Thine
.
IX
.
Or
if
thy
Wiser
Will
ordain
The
Trial
,
I
would
die
to
shun
,
Welcome
the
Strife
,
the
Grief
,
the
Pain
,
Thy
Name
be
prais'd
,
thy
Will
be
done
!
I
from
thy
Hand
the
Cup
receive
,
Meekly
submit
to
thy
Decree
,
Gladly
for
Thee
consent
to
live
!
Thou
,
LORD
,
hast
liv'd
,
hast
died
for
Me
!