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LORD. help us as we pray,
2 Lord, help us as we sing, To mean the words we use,
‘And not to mock our heavenly King, And all his love abuse.
3 Lord, help us as we hear,
And not to-morrow to appear
4 Lord, help us while we live,
The aid of thy good Spirit give;
5 Lord, help us when we die,
That we with angel hosts on high
FALL OF MAN AND REDEMPTION BY CHRIST LoNg. 52. WATTS.
LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin,
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts the race and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
3 Behold, we fall before thy face;
4. When guilt disturbs and breaks our pea
CoMMON. 53. WATTs.
BLESSD be the wisdom and the power
2 Bless'd be the Lord, who sent his Son To take our flesh and blood:
He for our lives gave up his own,
3 He honour'd all his Father's laws,
He bore our sins upon the cross,
4 Behold him rising from the grave,
He pleads his merits there to save
5 Thence shall the Lord to judgment come, And, with a sovereign voice,
Shall call and break up every tomb,
6 O may I then with joy appear
And with the bless'd assembly there
PECULIAR. 54. WESLEY
LET earth and heaven agree,
2 Jesus! transporting sound ! The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,
By which we can salvation have,
For Jesus came the world to save.
3 Jesus! harmonious name !
4 His name the sinner hears,
CoMMon. 55. CowPER
THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that floor. Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
O may I there, though vile as he,
TENS AND ELEVENs. 56. WESLEY.
LET children proclaim their Saviour and King To Jesus's name hosannas we sing:
Our best adoration to Jesus we give,
Who purchased salvation for us to receive.
2 The meek Lamb of God from heaven came down, To ransom with blood and make us his own; He patiently suffer'd, our souls to redeem; Let songs then be offer'd to Jesus's name.
3 To him let us give our earliest days,
CoMMon. 57. WESLEY.
O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
2 Jesus!—the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease;
"Tis music in the sinner's ears,
3 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin,
His blood can make the foulest clean;