By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M.
      1 O LET us our own works forsake,
      Ourselves, and all we have deny;
      Thy condescending counsel take,
      And come to thee pure gold to buy!

      2 O might we, through thy grace, attain
      The faith thou never wilt reprove,
      The faith that purges every stain,
      The faith that always works by love!

      3 O might we see, in this our day,
      The things belonging to our peace
      And timely meet thee in thy way
      Of judgments, and our sins confess!

      4 Thy fatherly chastisements own,
      With filial awe revere thy rod;
      And turn, with zealous haste, and run
      Into the outstretched arms of God.