Wesley Corpus

And break my stubborn heart ! K2 Saviour, and Prince of Peace, The double grace bestow : Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go : Grant me my sins to feel, And then the load remove ; Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pardoning love. 3 For thy own mercy's sake, The cursed thing remove ; And into thy protection take The prisoner of thy love : In every trying hour, Stand by my feeble soul ; And screen me from my nature's power, Till thou hast made me whole. 4 This is thy will, I know, That I should holy be, Should let my sin this moment go, This moment turn to thee : 104 Praying for Repentance. O might I now embrace Thy all-sufficient power ; And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more. HYMN 106. 7's8f6's. 1 TESU, let thy pitying eye J Call back a wandering sheep ! False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain, like Peter, weep : Let me be by grace restored, On me be all long-suffering shown ; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart : Give what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown ; Turn, &c. 3 For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show ; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow : If thy bowels now are stirr'd, If now I would myself bemoan, Turn, &c. 4 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die : Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye : Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn, &c 5 Look, as when thine eye pursued The first apostate man, Saw him weltering in his blood, And bade him rise again : Praying for Repentance. ■» UO Speak my paradise restored, Redeem me by thy grace alone ; Turn, &c. 6 Look, as when thy pity saw Thine own, in a strange land, Forced to* obey the tyrant's law, And feel his heavy hand : Speak the soul-redeeming word, And out of Egypt call thy son ; Turn, &c. 7 Look, as when thy grace beheld