5 To thee we owe our wealth and friends, And health, and fafe abode;

We praise thy name for all these things,.
But they are not my GOD.

6 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth,
If once compar'd to thee?
And what's my fafety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me?

7 Were I poffeffor of the earth,
And call'd the ftars my own;
Without thy graces, and thyself,
I were a wretch undone..

8 Let others stretch their arms like feas,, And grasp in all the fhore;

Grant me the vifits of thy face,,
And I defire no more.

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HYMN 105..

FAITH'S CLAIM..

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LL ye that país by
TO JESUS draw nigh,

Toyou is it nothing that JESUS fhou'd die?
Your ranfom and peace,

Your furety he is,

Came fee if there ever was forrow like his..

2 For what you have done
His blood muft atone;

The Father hath punifh'd for you his dear
Son;

He anfwer'd for all,

O come at his call,

And low at his crofs with aftonishment fall.

3 For you and for me

He pray'd on the tree;

The prayer is accepted, the finner is free; That finner am I,

Who on Jesus rely,

And come for the pardonGoD cannot deny.

4 My pardon I claim,

For a finner I am,

A finner believing in JESUS's name :
He purchas'd the grace

Which now I embrace,

O Father, thou know'ft he hath dy'd in my place.

5 His death is my plea,

My Advocate fee,

And hear the blood fpeak, that hath anfwer'd for me;

Acquitted I was,

When he bled on the cross,

And by lofing his life he hath carry'd my cause.

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HYMN

107.

THE WAY TO CANAAN.

ESUS, my all, to heav'n is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon; His track I fee, and I'll purfue The narrow way, till him I view. 2. The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment; The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have fought, And mourn'd because I found it not; My grief a burden long has been, Because I could not cease from fin. 4. The more I ftrove againft its pow'r, I finn'd, and stumbled but the more; Till late I heard my Saviour fay, "Come hither, foul, I AM THE WAY.""

5 Lo! glad I come; and thou bleft Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am:

Nothing but fin I thee can give,
Nothing but love fhall I receive.

6 Then will I tell to finners round
What a dear Saviour I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And fay, "Behold the way to GOD."

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HYMN 108.

PRAISE YE THE LORD.

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ORD and Go of heav'nly pow'rs
Hallelujah.

Theirs, and O benignly ours;
Glorious King, let earth proclaim,
Worms attempt to fing thy name.
2 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow;
Hear, the world's atonement thou;
JESUS, in thy name we pray,
Take, O take our fins away.

3 Thee to laud in fongs divine
Angels and archangels join;
We with them our voices raife,

Echoing thine eternal praife.

4 Holy, holy, holy LORD!

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Live, by heav'n and earth ador'd:

Full of thee they ever cry,

Hall.

Hall.

Hall.

"Glory be to GoD on high." Hallelujah.

HYMN 109.

Jesus, everlasting GOD,

Who once for finners fhed'ft thy blood
Upon mount Calvary;

And finish'd their redemption's toil,
And mad'ft loft man thy happy spoil:

All glory be to thee.

2 Fain would I think upon thy pain,, And find therein my life and gain, And fix my heart and mind Upon thy wounds and dying love; Nor from the fame my heart remove, Till all thy heav'n I find.

3 Content and glad I'll ever be
To have falvation, LORD, from thee,
E'en as a finner poor;

I nothing have, I nothing am;
My treasure's in the bleeding Lamb,
Both now and evermore.

4 The more thro' grace myself I know,» The more content I am to bow,

And fink beneath thy cross:
And live by faith upon thy blood,
Waiting on thee for ev'ry good,
And count my gain but lofs..

HYMN

110.

CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL.

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AMB of GOD, we fall before thee,
Humbly trufting in thy crofs;
That alone be all our glory,

All things elfe are dung and drofs.
Thee we own a perfect Saviour,
Only fource of all that's good:
Ev'ry grace, and ev'ry favour
Come to us thro' JESU's blood.