Titus 3:5

• [Tit 3:5] Depth Of Mercy

  Depth of mercy! Can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God His wrath forbear, Me, the chief of sinners, spare? I have long withstood His grace, Long provoked Him to His face, Would not hearken to His calls, Grieved Him by a thousand falls. I my Master have denied, I afresh have crucified, And profaned His hallowed Name, Put Him to an open shame. I have spilt His precious blood, Trampled on the Son of God, Filled with pangs unspeakable, I, who yet am not in hell! Lo! I still walk on the ground: Lo! an Advocate is found: “Hasten not to cut him down, Let this barren soul alone.” Jesus speaks, and pleads His blood! He disarms the wrath of God; Now my Father’s mercies move, Justice lingers into love. Kindled His relentings are, Me He now delights to spare, Cries, “How shall I give thee up?” Lets the lifted thunder drop. Whence to me this waste of love? Ask my Advocate above! See the cause in Jesus’ face, Now before the throne of grace. There for me the Savior stands, Shows His wounds and spreads His hands. God is love! I know, I feel; Jesus weeps and loves me still. Jesus, answer from above, Is not all Thy nature love? Wilt Thou not the wrong forget, Permit me to kiss Thy feet? If I rightly read Thy heart, If Thou all compassion art, Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Pardon and accept me now. Pity from Thine eye let fall, By a look my soul recall; Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and break my heart. Now incline me to repent, Let me now my sins lament, Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more.

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• [Tit 3:5] Lord, In This Thy Mercy’s Day

  Lord, in this Thy mercy’s day, Ere for us it pass away, On our knees we fall and pray. Holy Jesus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart searching fears, Ere the hour of doom appears. Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at Thy door, Ere it close forevermore. By Thy night of agony, By Thy supplicating cry, By Thy willingness to die, By Thy tears of bitter woe, For Jerusalem below, Let us not Thy peace forego. Judge and Savior of our race, Grant us, when we see Thy face, With Thy ransomed ones a place. Grant us ’neath Thy wings a place, Lest we lose this day of grace, Ere we shall behold Thy face. On Thy love we rest alone, And that love shall then be known, By the pardoned, round Thy throne.

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• [Tit 3:5] My Only Plea

  O theme with love and mercy fraught, Salvation full and free, That Christ upon the cross has wrought For me, for me: Refrain This shall be my only plea, This shall be my only plea, That Christ was crucified for me, For me, for me. When dreadful sin my soul assails, And death shall compass me, That Christ o’er sin and death prevails For me, for me: Refrain And when before the throne I stand, And judgment set shall be, That Christ fulfilled the law’s command For me, for me: Refrain

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• [Tit 3:5] ’tis Done! The New And Heavenly Birth

  ’Tis done! that new and heavenly birth, Which re-creates the sons of earth, Has cleansed from guilt of Adam’s sin A soul which Jesus died to win. ’Tis done! the cross upon the brow Is marked for weal or sorrow now, To shine with heavenly luster bright, Or burn in everlasting night. O ye who came that babe to lay Within a Savior’s arms today, Watch well and guard with careful eye The heir of immortality. Teach him to know a Father’s love, And seek for happiness above, To Christ his heart and treasures give And in the Spirit ever live. That so before the judgment seat In joy and triumph ye may meet; The battle fought, the struggle o’er, The kingdom yours forevermore. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow, Praise Him, all creatures here below, Praise Him above, angelic host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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