3 Short of thy love I would not stop, I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, 4 If now the witness were in me, In Jesus reconciled! And should I not with faith draw nigh, 5 Father, in me reveal thy Son, The secret of thy love reveal, 472 Delightful assurance. C. M. COV'REIGN of all the worlds on high, Nor while, unworthy, I draw nigh, 2 My Father, God! that gracious word Dispels my guilty fear; Not all the notes by angels heard 3 Come, Holy Ghost, thyself impress And show that in the Father's grace 4 Cheer'd by that witness from on high, Unwav'ring I believe; And Abba, Father, humbly cry; Nor can the sign deceive. 473 The bliss of assurance. L. M. ORD, how secure and blest are they Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin; Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heaven and peace within. 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, Made up of innocence and love; And soft, and silent as the shades, Their nightly minutes gently move. 8 Quick as their thoughts, their joys come on, But fly not half so swift away: Their souls are ever bright as noon, And calm as summer evenings be. 4 How oft they look to the' heavenly hills, 5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, That heaven prepares for their delight. 474 3d P. M. 4 68 & 2 8s. "Abba, Father." ARISE, my soul, arise: Shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears: Before the throne my Surety stands, 2 He ever lives above, His precious blood, to plead; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 4 The Father hears him pray, The presence of his Son: 5 My God is reconciled; With confidence I now draw nigh, 475 Filial confidence and joy. L. M. REAT God, indulge my humble claim; T Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am thine by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant bought with blood 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look; As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook. 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 476 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. The ante-past of heaven. W How shall I all to heaven aspire! WHERE shall my wond'ring soul begin! A slave redeem'd from death and sin,- I should be call'd a child of God, 8 And shall I slight my Father's love, 4 No: though the ancient dragon rage, 477 S. M. The revealing and witnessing Spirit. And make to us the Godhead known, "Tis thine the blood to' apply, And give us eyes to see, That He who did for sinners die, Hath surely died for me. 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Our int'rest in his blood; 3 O that the world might know And testify to all mankind, 478 26th P. M. 7s & 68. The comforts, gifts, and graces of the Spirit. COD of all consolation, GThe Holy Ghost thou art; Thy secret inspiration Hath told it to my heart: Through Jesus' prayer bestow'd, The true eternal God. 2 With God the Son and Saviour, The tokens of his favour Are now to man made known; |