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3 Let us sing, though fierce temptations
Threaten hard to bear us down!
For the Lord, our strong salvation,
Holds in view the conqu'ror's crown*:
He who wash'd us with his blood,
Soon will bring us home to God.

4 Let us wonder, grace and justice
Join, and point to mercy's store;
When through grace in Christ our trust is,
Justice smiles, and asks no more:
He who wash'd us with his blood,
Has secur'd our way to God.

5 Let us praise, and join the chorus
Of the saints enthron'd on high;
Here they trusted him before us,
Now their praises fill the sky;

"Thou hast wash'd us with thy blood,
"Thou art worthy, Lamb of Godt!"

6 Hark! the name of Jesus sounded
Loud from golden harps above!
Lord, we blush, and are confounded,
Faint our praises, cold our love!

Wash our souls and songs with blood,
For by thee we come to God.

LXXXIII. C. I will praise the Lord at all Times.

1 WINTER has a joy for me,

While the Saviour's charms I read,
Lowly, meek, from blemish free,
In the snow-drops' pensive head.

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2 Spring returns, and brings along Life-invigorating suns:

Hark! the turtle's plaintive song,

Seems to speak his dying groans

3 Summer has a thousand charms, All expressive of his worth; 'Tis his sun that lights and warms; His the air that cools the earth.

4 What, has autumn left to say

Nothing of a Saviour's grace?
Yes, the beams of milder day
Tell me of his smiling face.

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5 Light appears with early dawn;
While the sun makes haste to rise,
See his bleeding beauties drawn
On the blushes of the skies.

6 Ev'ning, with a silent pace,
Slowly moving in the west,
Shows an emblem of his grace,
Points to an eternal rest.

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1 REJOICE, believer, in the Lord, Who makes your cause his own; The hope that's built upon his word Can ne'er be overthrown.

2 Though many foes beset your road, And feeble is your arm;

Your life is hid with Christ in God*,
Beyond the reach of harm.

Col. 3. iii.

3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint,
Or fainting shall not die;

Jesus, the strength of ev'ry saint,
Will aid you from on high*.

4 Though sometimes unperceiv'd by sense,
Faith sees him always near,
A Guide, a Glory, a Defence,
Then what have you to fear?

5 As surely as he overcame,

And triumph'd once for you;
So surely you, that love his name,
Shall triumph in him too.

LXXXV. Salvation.

1 SALVATION! what a glorious plan,
How suited to our need!

The grace that raises fallen man
Is wonderful indeed!

2 'Twas wisdom form'd the vast design,
To ransom us when lost;

And love's unfathomable mine
Provided all the cost.

3 Strict justice, with approving look,

The holy cov'nant seal'd;

And truth and

power undertook

The whole should be fulfill'd.

4 Truth, wisdom, justice, pow'r, and love,

In all their glory shone,

When Jesus left the courts above,

And dy'd to save his own.

* Isaiah xl. 29.

5 Truth, wisdom, justice, pow'r, and love,
Are equally display'd,

Now Jesus reigns enthron'd above,
Our Advocate and Head.

Now sin appears deserving death,
Most hateful and abhorr'd;
And yet the sinner lives by faith,
And dares approach the Lord.

LXXXVI. Reigning Grace.

i Now may the Lord reveal his face,
And teach our stamm'ring tongues
To make his sov'reign, reigning grace*,
The subject of our songs!
No sweeter subject can invite

A sinner's heart to sing,

Or more display the glorious right
Of our exalted King.

2 This subject fills the starry plains
With wonder, joy, and love;
And furnishes the noblest strains
For all the harps above:
While the redeem'd in praise combine

To grace upon the throne,

Angels in solemn chorus join,

And make the theme their ownt.

3 Grace reigns, to pardon crimson sins,
To melt the hardest hearts;

And from the work it once begins

It never more departs +.

*Rom. v. 21. VOL. III.

Rev. v. 9-12.

+ Phil. i. 6.

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The world and Satan strive in vain

Against the chosen few;

Secur'd by grace's conqu'ring reign,
They all shall conquer too*.

4 Grace tills the soil, and sows the seeds,
Provides the sun and rain;

Till from the tender blade proceeds
The ripen'd harvest grain.

'Twas grace that call'd our souls at first;
By grace thus far we're come ;

And grace will help us through the worst,
And lead us safely home.

5 Lord, when this changing life is past,
If we may see thy face,

How shall we praise and love at last,
And sing the reign of grace+!
Yet let us aim, while here below,
Thy mercy to display ;

And own, at least, the debt we owe,

Although we cannot pay.

LXXXVII. Praise to the Redeemer,

1 PREPARE a thankful song
To the Redeemer's name!

His praises should employ each tongue,
And ev'ry heart inflame!

2 He laid his glory by,

And dreadful pains endur'd,

That rebels, such as you and I,
From wrath might be secur'd.

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