We read the grace, we trust the word,
And find salvation in the Lord.
5 Let men or angels dig the mines,
Where nature's golden treasure shines;
Brought near the doctrine of the cross,
All nature's gold appears but dross.
6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain,
Pronounce the truth of Jesus vain,
'We'll meet the scandal and the shame,
And sing, and triumph in his name.
HYMN 31. Fifth Part. C. M.
INNERS, the voice of God regard
'Tis mercy speaks to-day;
He calls you by his sov'reign word,
From sin's destructive way.
2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest,
You live devoid of peace;
A thousand stings, within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.
3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell;
Why will you persevere ?
Can you in endless torments dwell,
Shut up in black despair?
4 Why will you in the crooked
Of sin and folly go?
In pain you travel all your days,
To reap immortal woe!
5 But he, that turns to God, shall live
Thro' his abounding grace:
His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those that seek his face.
6 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing ev'ry sin;
Submit to him your sov'reign Lord,
And learn his will divine.
7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts: He will become your God,
And will forgive your num'rous faults,
Thro' a Redeemer's blood.
HYMN 31. Sixth Part. P. M.
The Gospel Trumpet-Jubilee.
1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound!
Let all the nations know
To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
2 Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning Lamb:
Redemption by his blood
Thro' all the lands proclaim;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
3 Ye, who have sold for nought
The heritage above;
Shall have it back, unbought,
The gift of Jesus' love;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive;
And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
5 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pard'ning grace:
Ye happy souls, draw near
Behold your Saviour's face:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
6 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made:
Ye weary spirits, rest;
Ye mournful souls, be glad:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
HYMN 32. First Part. C. M.
W can I sink with such a prop
As my eternal God,
Who bears the earth's huge pillars up,
And spreads the heav'ns abroad?
2 How can I die while Jesus lives,
Who rose and left the dead?
Pardon and grace my soul receives,
From mine exalted head.
3 All that I am, and all I have,
Shall be for ever thine!
Whate'er my duty bids me give,
My cheerful hands resign.
4 Yet if I might make some reserve,
And duty did not call,
I love my God with zeal so great,
That I would give him all.
HYMN 32. Second Part. L. M
Christian consistency.
O let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess;
So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad,
The honours of our Saviour God;
When the salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the pow'r of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;
While justice, temp'rance, truth and love,
Our inward piety approve.
4 Religion bears our spirits up,
While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord;
And faith stands leaning on his word.
Third Part. C. M.
Elected to Holiness.
OW vast the benefits divine,
Which we in Christ possess!
We're sav'd from guilt and ev'ry sin,
And call'd to holiness.
2 'Tis not for works which we have done, Or shall hereafter do; But he, of his electing love,
Salvation doth bestow.
3 The glory, Lord, from first to to last,
Is due to thee alone:
Aught to ourselves we dare not take,
Ör rob thee of thy crown.
4 Our glorious Surety undertook
Redemption's wondrous plan;
And grace was given us in him,
Before the world began.
5 Safe in the arms of sov'reign love
We ever shall remain;
Nor shall the rage of earth or hell
Make thy dear counsels vain.
6 Not one of all the chosen race
But shall to heav'n attain,
Partake on earth the purpos'd grace,
And then with Jesus reign.
HYMN 32. Fourth Part. C. M.
Love to Christ desired.
HOU lovely Source of true delight,
Whom I unseen adore,
Unveil thy beauties to my sight;
That I may love thee more.
2 Thy glory o'er creation shines;
But in thy sacred word
I read, in fairer, brighter lines,
My bleeding, dying Lord.
3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, And sin and sorrow rise,
Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope,
My fainting breath supplies.
4 But ah! too soon the pleasing scene
Is clouded o'er with pain;
My gloomy fears rise dark between,
And I again complain.
5 0 may my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of thy love!
But the full glories of thy face
Are only known above.
HYMN 33. First Part. C. M.
1 NOT the malicious or profane,
The wanton or the proud,
Nor thieves, nor sland'rers, shall obtain
The kingdom of our God.
2 Surprising grace! and such were we
By nature and by sin;
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