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And trust in thy atoning death, Tho' I scarce am able
Yet thou know'st them well; Let me experience, while I live
Now in me the counsel On earth, thy kind protection.
Of thy love fulfil.
Cennick. 6. May this each day be my em- (421.) 358. The fruits of thy blest passion (ploy, Still more completely to enjoy,
'Tis done, my God hath died, And taste thy great salvation :
My love is crucified ! 7. Till I shall once behold thy face Break, this stony heart of mine; In endless bliss and glory,
Pour, my eyes, a ceaseless flood; And for the wonders of thy grace Catch, my heart, the issuing blood.
Feel, my soul, the pangs divine; With humble thanks adore thee.
Abr. v. Gersdorf. 2. To love thee, Lord,--ah, this (420.) 357.
T. 141. Ev'n here is heavenly bliss : LAMB of God beloved,
With thy love my heart inspire,
There by faith for ever dwell;
This I always will desire,
Nothing but thy love to feel.
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,
his blood he spilt ; 2. I with sacred sorrow 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 ; 359. T. 14. For thy all-atoning blood, (God. I LOVE the Lord! he lent an ear,
Which hath brought us nigh to When I for help implor'd;
3. What can we-now give to thee, He rescu'd me from all my fear, For thy unexampled love? Therefore, I love the Lord. We're unclean and full of sin,
Till thou dost our guilt remove : 2. Return, my soul, unto thy rest: From God no longer roam ;
Is aught good in us, we own His hand hath bountifully blest ;
'Tis not ours, but thine alone; His goodness calls thee home.
Unto us belongeth shame,
But all glory to thy name. 3. What shall I render unto thee, My Saviour in distress!
4. Thro' thy grace, may we always For all thy benefits to me,
Put our trust in thee by faith, So great and numberless ?
And rely-eternally 4. This will I do, for thy love's sake, Fill our hearts with constant peace,
On thy meritorious death : 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, (424.) 361. T. 159. While in thy courts I seek thy face, And at thine altar bow:
I'M overcome with humble shame, 6. Henceforth myself to thee I give, When I behold the suffering Lamb,
And blushes fill my face, With single heart and eye, To walk before thee while I live, How Jesus paid my ransom price,
And when my faith can trace And bless thee when I die.
And gave himself a sacrifice;
My gracious Saviour, near to thee (423.) 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, 1(426.) 363.
T. 10. Extolling his unbounded love,
SWEETthe moments, rich in blessTill 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 (425.) 362. T. 166. Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; WHAT praise unto the Lamb is Precious drops my soul bedewing, due !
Plead and claim my peace with God. How should this theme our souls 3. Truly blessed is this station, inspire,
Low before his cross to lie ; When we his boundless love re- While I see divine compassion view,
Beaming from his languid eye. 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 l'll bathe ; When he sustain'd the pangs of Constant still in faith abiding, 2. Beside him we will nothing Life deriving from his death. know,
(loss: 6. 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.
IF to me experience had not proved, It proves to us a heavenly feast.
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,
(lieving Let sin be wholly dispossess'd: Free from the law's condemning in my Lord, by faith receive (give.
But, to him be praise, I now, bepower,
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,
R. of Camb.
'If of these I am depriv'd: (dew me, 2. This, Lord, I do with many tears, But no sooner doth his blood be And own, with wonder fillid, And impart its healing virtue to me, Thy stripes and shame, thy griefs Than my soul, tho' sunk in grief, Is restored, and finds relief. Made me thy pardon'd child. 8. 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 divest
T. 14. By all worldly cares quite unmolested,
THE impression of what Christ Be engag'd with him alone, Then were heaven on earth begun.
Hath done for worthless me,
C. R. v. Z. When he his life and blood did (432.) 365.*
T. 205, spend, ALL the bliss—which we possess,
Attend me constantly. Is deriv'd from Jesus' cross ;
2. O may I humbly onward move, He to God-hath by his blood
While dying here I stay; Reconcil'd and saved us :
And Jesus, whom unseen I love, Now his righteousness is found
Prepare me for his day.
C. R. v. z. Our salvation's only ground ; Hence all our felicity
368. Springs, here and eternallye
WHEN on Sinai's top I see
2. When in ecstacy sublime,
Tabor's glorious steep I climb,
At the too transporting light,
God, in flesh made manifest, (433.) 366.
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 undefin'd dimensions,
Is our union-and communion
With our Saviour;
Darmstadt H. B.
c. R. v. z. That in my Jesus I have part;
He is my only treasure :
A member of his chosen bride,
At the favour,--that my Saviour,
XXI. LOVE OF JESUS. (439.) 371.* T. 97.3. Thy love, which always is the THOU Source of love, thou sin
(flame; ner's Friend,
Can ev'n the coldest hearts inThy mercy who can comprehend ?
Yea, they must feel a kindling ray, Who ever can presume to say
Dissolve in tears and melt away: He lov'd, cre thou hadst shown Thy mercy, Lord, is such an end
the way? 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 grace
We firmly trust that we shall conDoth 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 death and hell,
We humbly laud thy saving name, Who did so basely 'gainst his Lord We sink, abas’d with humble rebel.