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2 Didst thou not in the flesh appear, Sin to condemn, and man to save? That perfect love might cast out fear?

That I thy mind in me might have? In holiness show forth thy praise, And serve thee all my happy days? 3 Didst thou not die that I might live

No longer to myself, but thee? Might body, soul, and spirit give

To Him who gave himself for me? Come then, my Master and my God, Now take the purchase of thy blood.


He is faithful that hath promised.
ESUS, the sinner's rest thou art,

While thou art absent from the heart
We look for rest in vain.

C. M.

20 when wilt thou my Saviour be?
O when shall I be clean?
The true eternal Sabbath see,-
A perfect rest from sin?

3 The consolations of thy word
My soul have long upheld;
The faithful promise of the Lord
Shall surely be fulfill'd.

4 I look to my incarnate God
Till he his work begin;
And wait till his redeeming blood
Shall cleanse me from all sin.

5 0 that I now the voice might hear
That speaks my sins forgiven;
Thy word is pass'd to give me here
The inward pledge of heaven.

Thy blood shall over all prevail,
And sanctify the' unclean;
The grace that saves the soul from hell,
Will save from present sin.


1st P. M. 6 lines 88.

All things possible to the believer.

to him

That can in Jesus' name believe:
Lord, I no more thy truth blaspheme;
Thy truth I lovingly receive;
I can, I do believe in thee,-
All things are possible to me.

2 When thou the work of faith hast wrought, I here shall in thine image shine, Nor sin in deed, or word, or thought.

Let men exclaim, and fiends repine, They cannot break the firm decree,All things are possible to me.

3 All things are possible to God,-
To Christ, the power of God in man,-
To me,
when I am all renew'd,-

When I in Christ am form'd again,
And witness, from all sin set free,-
All things are possible to me.


Christ, the guide and counsellor.

My sure, unerring light,
On thee my feeble steps I stay,
Which thou wilt guide aright.

2 My wisdom and my guide,
My counsellor thou art;
O never let me leave thy side,
Or from thy paths depart.

S. M.

3 I lift mine eyes to thee,
Thou gracious, bleeding Lamb,
That I may now enlighten'd be,
And never put to shame.
4 Never will I remove

Out of thy hands my cause;
But rest in thy redeeming love,
And hang upon thy cross.
5 O make me all like thee,
Before I hence remove;
Settle, confirm, and 'stablish me,
And build me up in love.
6 Let me thy witness live,

When sin is all destroy'd;
And then my spotless soul receive,
And take me home to God.


1st P. M. 6 lines 88.

His blood cleanseth from all sin. RIS'NERS of hope, lift up your heads; of near; Jesus, who on the serpent treads, Shall soon in your behalf appear. The Lord will to his temple come; Prepare your hearts to make him room 2 Ye all shall find, whom in his word

Himself hath caused to put your trust,
The Father of our dying Lord

Is ever to his promise just;
Faithful, if we our sins confess,
To cleanse from all unrighteousness.
30 ye of fearful hearts, be strong!
Your downcast eyes and hands lift up!
Ye shall not be forgotten long;
Hope to the end, in Jesus hope!
Tell him ye wait his grace to prove;
And cannot fail, if God is love.


1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.

The promises are sure.

of be be bold;

Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear; Dare to believe; on Christ lay hold; Wrestle with Christ in mighty prayer; Tell him,-We will not let thee go, Till we thy name, thy nature know.

2 Hast thou not died to purge our sin,

And risen, thy death for us to plead? To write thy law of love within

Our hearts, and make us free indeed? That we our Eden might regain, Thou diedst, and couldst not die in vain.

3 The promise stands, forever sure,
And we shall in thine image shine,
Partakers of a nature pure,
Holy, angelical, divine;

In spirit join'd to thee, the Son,
As thou art with the Father one.


4th P. M. SS6, 886.

The glorious hope.
GLORIOUS hope of perfect love,

It bears on eagles' wings;
It gives my ravish'd soul a taste,
And makes me for some moments feast
With Jesus' priests and kings.

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope,
I stand, and from the mountain top
See all the land below:
Rivers of milk and honey rise,
And all the fruits of paradise
In endless plenty grow.

3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil,
Favour'd with God's peculiar smile,
With every blessing blest;

There dwells the Lord our Righteousness,
And keeps his own in perfect peace,
And everlasting rest.

4 0 that I might at once go up; No more on this side Jordan stop,

But now the land possess;
This moment end my legal years;
Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,
A howling wilderness.


A hope full of immortality.
JOYFUL sound of gospel grace,
Christ shall in me appear;
I, even I, shall see his face,-
I shall be holy here.

2 The glorious crown of righteousness
To me reach'd out I view:
Conqu❜ror through him, I soon shall seize,
And wear it as my due.

C. M.

3 The promised land, from Pisgah's top, I now exult to see:

My hope is full, (0 glorious hope!)
Of immortality.

4 With me, I know, I feel, thou art; But this cannot suffice,

Unless thou plantest in my heart
A constant paradise.

5 My earth thou wat'rest from on high,
But make it all a pool:
Spring up, O Well, I ever cry;
Spring up within my soul.

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