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And trust in thy atoning death, Tho' I scarce am able
Yet thou know'st them well;
Now in me the counsel On earth, thy kind protection.
Of thy love fulfil.
Cennick, 6. May this each day be my emThe fruits of thy blest passion (ploy,
T. 341. Still more completely to enjoy, And taste thy great salvation : 'Tis done, my God hath died, 7. Till I shall once behold thy face My love is crucified ! In endless bliss and glory,
Break, this stony heart of mine; And for the wonders of thy grace Feel, my soul, the pangs divine;
Pour, my eyes, a ceaseless flood; With humble thanks adore thee.
Abr. v. Gersdorf.
Catch, my heart, the issuing blood.
2. To love thee, Lord,-ah, this 357. T. 141. Ev'n here is heavenly bliss: LAMB of God beloved,
With thy love my heart inspire, Once for sinners slain,
There by faith for ever dwell; Thankful we remember
This I always will desire, What thou didst sustain ;
Nothing but thy love to feel. Nothing thee incited
3. He bore the curse of all, But unbounded grace,
A spotless criminal: To bear condemnation
Burden'd with our crimes and guilt, In the sinner's place.
Blacken'd with imputed sin, 2. I with sacred sorrow
Man to save, his blood he spilt; View Mount Calvary;
Died, to make the sinner clean. But my soul rejoices
4. Join earth and heaven to bless O'er thy death for me:
The Lord our righteousness; Since thou by thy passion
Sinn'd we All and died in One, Didst for me atone,
Just in One we All are made; Take me as an offering;
Christ the law fulfill'd alone, Thine I'll be alone.
Died for all, for all obey'd. 3. In thy wounds, O Jesus, 5. In him complete I shine, I have found true peace;
His death, his life is mine; Thou in all distresses
Fully am I justified ; Art my hiding-place:
Free from sin, and more than free; Unto thee I'll ever
Guiltless, since for me he died, Look with humble faith, Righteous, since he rose for me. And rejoice, and glory
6. Jesus, to thee I bow, In thy wounds and death.
Approach thee humbly now 4. I unworthy sinner
O the depths of love divine! Lie before thy throne;
Who thy wisdom's stores can tell?
Knowledge infinite is thine, Thou hast gain'd true happiness; All thy ways unsearchable. For thy death, which sets us free
C. Wesley. From sin's cruel slavery;
For thy all-atoning blood, (God. 359.
t. 14. Which hath brought us nigh to I LOVE the Lord! he lent an ear, 1 3. What can we-now give to thee,
When I for help implor'd;
For thy unexampled love?
We're unclean-and full of sin, Therefore I love the Lord.
Till thou dost our guilt remove: 2. Return, my soul, unto thy rest: Is aught good in us, we own
From God no longer roam; 'Tis not ours, but thine alone; His hand hath bountifully blest; Unto us belongeth shame,
His goodness calls thee home. But all glory to thy name. 3. What shall I render unto thee,
4. Thro’ thy grace, may we always My Saviour in distress!
Put our trust in thee by faith, For all thy benefits to me,
And rely-eternally So great and numberless ?
On thy meritorious death : 4. This will I do, for thy love's sake, Fill our hearts with constant peace,
And thus thy power proclaim: Till in thee we end our race, Salvation's sacred cup I take, And shall thee for evermore And call upon thy name.
'Midst the ransom'd hosts adore. 5. Thou God of covenanted grace!
Countess Z. & Spangenberg. Hear, and record my vow, While in thy courts I seek thy face,
T. 159. And at thine altar bow:
I'M overcome with humble shame, 6. Henceforth myself to thee I give, And blushes fill my face, With single heart and eye,
When I behold the suffering Lamb, To walk before thee while I live, And when my faith can trace And bless thee when I die. How Jesus paid my ransom price,
J. Montgomery. And gave himself a sacrifice;
My gracious Saviour, near to thee 360. T. 205. I ever wish to be. LAMB of God, thy precious blood, 2. 'Tis then with happy John I view Healing wounds and bitter death, His body mark'd with scars; Be our trust, -our only boast, Like Mary I his feet bedew Blessed object of our faith: With floods of sinner-tears: Thy once marred countenance I'm struck with this most charmComfort to our hearts dispense; ing sight, By thy anguish, stripes, and pain, The Lamb of God is my delight; May we life and strength obtain. The glory of the Trinity 2. We adore-thee evermore,
In him by faith I see. Jesus, for thy boundless grace; 3. Free from the noisy, busy crowd, For thy cross,—whereby for us Here would I ever stay,
And live in union with my God,
363 With Jesus night and day; Extolling his unbounded love,
SWEET the moments, rich in bless. Till to his presence I remove,
Which before the cross I spend; (ing, And there in higher notes of praise Life, and health, and peace possessMy Hallelujahs raise.
From the sinner's dying Friend. (ing Kendall H. B. 2. Here I'll sit for ever viewing
Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; 362.
Precious drops my soul bedewing, WHAT praise unto the Lamb is Plead and claim my peace with God.
due ! How should this theme our souls Low before his cross to lie;
3. Truly blessed is this station, inspire,
While I see divine compassion When we his boundless love re-Beaming from his languid eye.
view, And see him on the cross expire:
4. Here it is I find my heaven, Who can describe how much he While upon the cross I gaze; lov’d,
(zeal, Love I much? I've much forgiven, Or paint that strong and fervent I’m a miracle of grace. With which his tender heart was 5. Love and grief my heart dividing, mov'd,
(hell. With my tears his feet I'll bathe; When he sustained the pangs of Constant still in faith abiding, 2. Beside him we will nothing Life deriving from his death. know,
(loss : 16. May I still enjoy this feeling, All things account for him but In all need to Jesus go; (healing, Our hearts with love to him shall Prove his wounds each day more glow,
And himself more fully know. We'll glory only in his cross:
R. of Camb. He is the hungry sinner's food, His goodness we desire to taste;
364.* When we enjoy his flesh and blood, It proves to us a heavenly feast.
IF to me experience had not proved,
What surpasses human thought, 3. Thy wounds present to our That my Saviour, by compassion faith's eye;
moved, Their influence shed within our With his blood my pardon bought, breast;
I had spent my days in anxious Lord, let no stranger with thee vie, grieving;
(lieving Let sin be wholly dispossess’d: But, to him be praise, I now, beFree from the law's condemning In my Lord, by faith receive (give. power,
Comfort, which the world can't By grace alone we wish to live; Grace must support us every hour, 2. O what blessings are from Jesus Faith can alone the victory give..' And atoning death deriv'd; (passion
Delamotte. I refuse all other consolation,
If of these I am depriv'd: (dew me, 12. This, Lord, I do with many tears,
and prayers Is restored, and finds relief. Made me thy pardon'd child. 3. When my Jesus from the cross 3. Still be thy wounds to me more complacent
dear, Casts on me a look of love,
More precious every day: Grateful tears flow down my cheeks Till I at thy pierc'd feet appear, incessant,
Dress'd in thy bright array. All my soft affections move; (ed,
J. Cennick. Could I, with a mind of earth divestBy all worldly cares quite unmo
THE impression of what Christ my Be engag'd with him alone,
friend Then were heaven on earth begun. Hath done for worthless me,
C. R. v. 2. When he his life and blood did
Attend me constantly. ALL the bliss—which we possess,
2. O may I humbly onward move, Is deriv'd from Jesus' cross;
While dying here I stay; He to God-hath by his blood
And Jesus, whom unseen I love, Reconcil'd and saved us:
Prepare me for his day. Now bis righteousness is found
C. R. v. z Our salvation's only ground; Hence all our felicity
368. Springs, here and eternally.
WHEN on Sinai's top I see 2. Amen, yea, -Hallelujah ;
God descend in majesty,
All my spirit sinks with awe.
2. When in ecstasy sublime, Of this wondrous act of love,
Tabor's glorious steep I climb, With what gratitude should we
At the too transporting light, Raise our hearts and eyes to thee. Darkness rushes o'er my sight. Countess Z. and Gr. 3. When on Calvary I rest,
God, in fiesh made manifest, 366. T. 14. Shines in my Redeemer's face, HOW can I view the slaughter'd Full of beauty, truth and grace. Lamb,
4. Here I would for ever stay, And all his sufferings trace, Weep and gaze my soul away; And not sink down with humble Thou art heaven on earth to me, shame,
Lovely, mournful Calvary. And give him thanks and praise.
T. 79. Procuring our salvation : TIME'S undefined dimensions,
Is our union--and communion Eternity's expansions,
With our Saviour;
Darmstadt II. B
2. O how enraptur'd is my heart, Č. R. v. z. That in my Jesus I have part;
He is my only treasure : 370.* T. 228. May I for evermore abide
A member of his chosen bride, SING Hallelujah, honour, praise; And live unto his pleasure: Your grateful lauds to Jesus raise, Oh, I-have joy O favour'd congregation:
At the favour,—that my Saviour, For he became a sacrifice,
Here already, And paid in blood our ransom. Joined me to the Church his body.
XXI. LOVE OF JESUS.
371.* T. 97:13. Thy love, which always is the
same, THOU Source of love, thou sin
Can ev'n the coldest hearts inner's Friend, Thy mercy who can comprehend? Yea, they must feel a kindling ray,
Dissolve in tears and melt away: Who ever can presume to say He lov’d, ere thou hadst shown the Thy mercy, Lord, is such an end
(adore. Thou who hast lov'd us from eter- Man's reason here must silently nity,
4. However weak and helpless we, Dost raise within us genuine love However powerful sin may be, to thee.
Thou art our strength in every case; 2. Such unexampled, boundless Thro’ thy support and aiding grace
We firmly trust that we shall congrace Doth fill our souls with deep amaze,
querors prove, (above. That God, who earth and heaven Since thou dost give us victory from made
5. Lo, we fall down with filial fear, Should be in human flesh array'd, Conscious that thou art present Thereby to save lost man from
here; death and hell,
We humbly laud thy saving name, Who did so basely 'gainst his Lord We sink, abas'd with humble rebel.