3 By faith we know thee strong to save: Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 436 L. M. Salvation only by grace through faith. Whaverit, ut good works, to plead ; We only can be saved by grace; E have no outward righteousness, Thy grace, O Lord, is free indeed. 2 Save us by grace, through faith alone,- 3 A faith that doth the mountains move, 4 This is the faith we humbly seek, 437 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. The soul's anchor. NOW I have found the ground wherein Before the world's foundation slain; Nor spot of guilt remains on me: I look into my Saviour's breast: Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 438 C. M. Faith counted for righteousness. FA I trust in thee, whose powerful word 2 Thou know'st for my offence he died, Fully and freely justified, That I might live to thee. 3 O God! thy record I believe, 4 Faith in thy power thou seest I have, 5 Eternal life to all mankind 439 Continued.-Victorious faith. IN hope, against all human hope, Self-desp'rate, I believe, C. M. Thy quick'ning word shall raise me up; Thou wilt thy Spirit give. 2 The thing surpasses all my thought; But faithful is my Lord; Through unbelief I stagger not, For God hath spoke the word. 3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to that alone; . Laughs at impossibilities, And cries, It shall be done! 4 To thee the glory of thy power I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, 5 Obedient faith, that waits on thee, But thou wilt form thy Son in me, 440 Peace in believing. C. M. JESUS, to thee I now can fly, Oppress'd by sins, I lift mine eye, 3 Whate'er in me seems wise, or good, I wash my garments in the blood 4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest,— On thee will I depend, Till summon'd to the marriage-feast, When faith in sight shall end. 441 This is life eternal. C. M. IE wisdom own'd by all thy sons, The knowledge of the holy ones,― 2 'Tis life eternal to believe The heavenly Persons mine: Father, and Son, and Spirit give That precious faith divine. A Trinity in Unity My soul shall then adore; And love, and praise, and worship thee, Jehovah, evermore. 442 The blood of sprinkling. M The only would I know; God, my God, to thee I cry; Thy purifying blood apply, And wash me white as snow. C. M. 2 Touch me, and make the leper clean; Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 3 But art thou not already mine? For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 443 A Self-righteousness destroyed. GOODLY, formal saint, long appear'd in sight; By self and Satan taught to paint My tomb, my nature, white. The Pharisee within Still undisturb'd remain'd; S. M. The strong man, arm'd with guilt of sin, 2 But, O, the jealous God In my behalf came down; Jesus himself the stronger show'd, And claim'd me for his own. My spirit he alarm'd, And brought into distress; He shook and bound the strong man, arm'd In his self-righteousness. |