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-CT.IV,] HYMNS. 373
■ Wretch that I am, to wander thus
In chase of false delight!
Let me be fasten’d to thy cross
Rather than lose thy sight.
'> Make haste, my days, to reach the goaf.
And bring my heart to vest
On the dear centre of my soul.
My God, my Saviour’s breast.
373,
Imploring quickening Grace. Psalm cxix. 25, Ac.
J\ TY soul lies cleaving to the dust;
Lord, give me life divine;
From vain desires and ev’ry lust
Turn off these eyes of mine,
f I need the influence of thy grace
To speed me in thy way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
; Or turn my feet astray.
f When sore afflictions press me down,
I need thy qjuick’ning pow’rs;
Thy word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest hours.
| Are not thy mercies sov’reigu still ?
'And thou a faithful God ?
i' Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav’nly road?
Does not my heart thy precepts love.
And long to see thy face ?
: And yet how slow my spirits move
Without enliv’ning grace 1
< Then shall I love thy gospel more,
And ne’er forget thy word,
! When I have felt its quick’ning pow’r
To draw me near the Lord.