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, And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, And know myself thy child? 5 Father, in me reveal thy Son, How merciful thou art; The secret of thy love reveal, 472 Delightful assurance. C. M. V'REIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim; 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 Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 3 Quick as their thoughts, their joys come on, 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 6s & 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, He cannot turn away The presence of his Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, With confidence I now draw nigh, 475 Filial confidence and joy. L. M. YREAT God, indulge my humble claim; 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 88. The antepast of heaven. HERE shall my wond'ring soul begin? I should be call'd a child of God, Shall I, the hallow'd cross to shun, 4 No: though the ancient dragon rage, 477 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. S. M. 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Our int'rest in his blood; 30 that the world might know 478 26th P. M. 7s & 6s. The comforts, gifts, and graces of the Spirit. OD of all consolation, U The Holy Ghost thou art; Thy secret inspiration Hath told it to my heart: The blessing I inherit, Through Jesus' prayer bestow'd, The Comforter, the Spirit, The true eternal God. 2 With God the Son and Saviour, The tokens of his favour Are now to man made known; An ante-past of heaven Thou dost in me reveal, Attest my sins forgiven, |