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BOOK III. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, I see him on his mercy-seat, ( Tis sprinkled with atoning blood); There sinners find access to God : Ye burden d souls, approach with me, And make the Saviour s name your plea: Jesus will pardon all who come, And strike your fierce accuser dumb.

1 FOREST beasts that live by prey, Seldom show themselves by day ; But when day-light is withdrawn, Then they rove and roar till dawn.

2 Who can tell the trav'ler's fears When their horrid yells he hears ? Terror almost stops his breath, While each step he looks for death.

3 Thus, when Jesus is in view, Cheerful I my way pursue ; Walking by my Saviour s light Nothing can my soul affright.

4 But when he forbears to shine, Soon the trav ler s case is mine ; &quot; Lost, benighted, struck with dread, What a painful path I tread!

5 Then my soul with terror hears, Worse than lions, wolves, or bears, Roaring loud in every part, Through the forest of my heart.

6 Wrath, impatience, envy, pride, Satan and his host beside, Press around me to devour ; How can I escape their power?

7 Gracious Lord, afford me light, Put these beasts of prey to flight ; Let thy pow r of love be shown ; Save me, for I am thine own!