By A Collection of Hymns

      6-7s.
      1 JESUS, I believe thee near,
      Now my fallen soul restore!
      Now my guilty conscience clear,
      Give me back my peace and power,
      Stone to flesh again convert,
      Write forgiveness on my heart.

      2 I believe thy pardoning grace,
      As at the beginning, free;
      Open are thy arms to embrace
      Me, the worst of rebels, me;
      In me all the hindrance lies;
      Called, I still refuse to rise.

      3 Yet, for thy own mercy's sake,
      Patience with thy rebel have;
      Me thy mercy's witness make,
      Witness of thy power to save;
      Make me willing to be free,
      Restless to be saved by thee.

      4 Now the gracious work begin,
      Mow for good some token give;
      Give me now to feel my sin,
      Give me now my sin to leave;
      Bid me look on thee and mourn,
      Bid me to thy arms return.

      5 Take this heart of stone away,
      Melt me into gracious tears;
      Grant me power to watch and pray.
      Till thy lovely face appears,
      Till thy favour I retrieve,
      Till by faith again I live.