2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 3 Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home; 4 Decay, then, terements of dust! 288 GRAC All-sufficient grace. RACE! 'tis a charming sound, U Harmonious to the ear; S. M. Heaven with the echo shall resound, 2 Grace first contrived a way And all the steps that grace display, 3 Grace taught my roving feet 4 Grace all the work shall crown, It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 289 The wonders of redemption. C. M. JOW great the wisdom, power, and grace, The heavenly host with joy confess cast their crowns, 2 Before his feet they c 3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, How low he stoop'd, how high he rose,- 4 With them let us our voices raise, 290 Efficacy of the atoning blood. C. M. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see And there may I, though vile as he, 3 Thou dying Lamb! thy precious blood Till all the ransom'd Church of God 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue, Lies silent in the grave. 291 The joyful sound. C. M. SALVATION! O the joyful sound! 2 Salvation! let the echo fly 3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb 292 Love which passeth knowledge. Arise, ye needy,-he'll relieve; L. M. 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given; 4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 293 0 5th P. M. 4 lines TB, WGod descend, in majesty, 294 Sufficiency and freeness. WHAT amazing words of grace Suited to every sinner's case, 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, Abundant, free, and clear. C. M. 3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds; Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep, celestial spring. 4 Whoever will-O gracious word!May of this stream partake; "ome, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake. 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 295 S. M. Christ, the only source of salvation. G Speaks nothing but despair; 2 Not all our groans and tears, 3 Relief alone is found In Jesus' precious blood: "Tis this that heals the mortal wound, And reconciles to God. 4 This is salvation's source; And all our hopes arise From Him, who, hanging on the cross, 296 HOW The precious Name. C. M. W sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest. 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place; My never-failing-treasure, fill'a With boundless stores of grace: |