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Hymns

Genesis 32:26-28

• [Gen 32:26] I Would Not Be Denied

  When pangs of death seized on my soul, Unto the Lord I cried; Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied. Refrain I would not be denied, I would not be denied, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied. As Jacob in the days of old, I wrestled with the Lord; And instant, with a courage bold, I stood upon His Word. Refrain Old Satan said my Lord was gone And would not hear my prayer; But praise the Lord, the work is done, And Christ the Lord is here. Refrain

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• [Gen 32:26] Lord, I Cannot Let Thee Go

  Lord, I cannot let Thee go, [originally, Nay, I cannot let Thee go] Till a blessing Thou bestow: Do not turn away Thy face, Mine’s an urgent, pressing case. Dost Thou ask me who I am? Ah! my Lord, Thou know’st my name; Yet the question gives a plea To support my suit with Thee. Thou didst once a wretch behold, In rebellion blindly bold, Scorn Thy grace, Thy power defy: That poor rebel, Lord, was I. Once a sinner, near despair, Sought Thy mercy seat by prayer; Mercy heard, and set him free: Lord, that mercy came to me. Many days have passed since then, Many changes I have seen; Yet have been upheld till now; Who could hold me up but Thou? Thou hast helped in every need; This emboldens me to plead: After so much mercy past, Canst Thou let me sink at last? No, I must maintain my hold; ’Tis Thy goodness makes me bold; I can no denial take, When I plead for Jesus’ sake.

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• [Gen 32:26] My God, I Know, I Feel Thee Mine

  My God! I know, I feel Thee mine, And will not quit my claim, Till all I have is lost in Thine, And all renewed I am. I hold Thee with a trembling hand, But will not let Thee go, Till steadfastly by faith I stand, And all Thy goodness know. When shall I see the welcome hour, That plants my God in me! Spirit of health, and life, and power, And perfect liberty! Jesus, Thine all victorious love Shed in my heart abroad; Then shall my feet no longer rove, Rooted and fixed in God. Love only can the conquest win, The strength of sin subdue, (My own unconquerable sin) And form my soul anew. Love can bow down the stubborn neck, The stone to flesh convert, Soften, and melt, and pierce, and break An adamantine heart. O that in me the sacred fire Might now begin to glow, Burn up the dross of base desire, And make the mountains flow! O that it now from heaven might fall, And all my sins consume! Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call, Spirit of burning, come! Refining fire, go through my heart, Illuminate my soul; Scatter Thy life through every part, And sanctify the whole. No longer then my heart shall mourn, While, purified by grace, I only for His glory burn, And always see His face. My steadfast soul, from falling free, Shall then no longer move; But Christ be all the world to me, And all my heart be love.

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• [Gen 32:26] Shepherd Divine, Our Wants Relieve

  Shepherd divine, our wants relieve In this our evil day, To all Thy tempted followers give The power to watch and pray. Long as our fiery trials last, Long as the cross we bear, O let our souls on Thee be cast In never ceasing prayer! The Spirit of interceding grace Give us in faith to claim; To wrestle till we see Thy face, And know Thy hidden Name. Till thou Thy perfect love impart, Till thou thyself bestow, Be this the cry of every heart, “I will not let Thee go: “I will not let Thee go, unless Thou tell Thy name to me, With all Thy great salvation bless, And make me all like Thee: “Then let me on the mountain top Behold Thy open face, Where faith in sight is swallowed up, And prayer in endless praise.”

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Matthew 15:27-28

• [Mat 15:27] Not Worthy, Lord, To Gather Up The Crumbs

  Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs With trembling hand that from Thy table fall, A weary, heavy laden sinner comes To plead Thy promise and obey Thy call. I am not worthy to be thought Thy child, Nor sit the last and lowest at Thy board; Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled; I only ask one reconciling word. One word from Thee, my Lord, one smile, one look, And I could face the cold, rough world again; And with that treasure in my heart could brook The wrath of devils and the scorn of men. And is not mercy Thy prerogative— Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine? Me, Lord, the chief of sinners, me forgive, And Thine the greater glory, only Thine. I hear Thy voice; Thou bidd’st me come and rest; I come, I kneel, I clasp Thy piercèd feet; Thou bidd’st me take my place, a welcome guest Among Thy saints, and of Thy banquet eat. My praise can only breathe itself in prayer, My prayer can only lose itself in Thee; Dwell Thou forever in my heart, and there, Lord, let me sup with Thee; sup Thou with me.

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