Then all the chofen feed Shall meet around his throne, Shall blefs the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. To our redeeming God Wifdom and pow'r belongs; Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting fongs. 96. C. M: The Sheep of Chrift, given by the Father and guarded by Omnipotence. INon hapy onious cheerful N one harmonious cheerful song, Loud let it found from ev'ry tongue, The leaft, the feebleft of the sheep Kind is his heart the charge to keep, And ftrong his arm to fave. That Hand, which heav'n and earth fuftains, And bars the gates of hell, And rivets Satan down in chains, Shall guard his chofen well. Now let th' infernal lion roar, How vain his threats appear! When he can match Jehovah's Power F 97. S. M. DODDRIDGE. The Security of Chriff's Sheep. Y foul with joy attend, MY While Jefus filence breaks; No angel's harp fuch mufic yields, As what my fhepherd speaks. "I know my fheep," he cries, My foul approves them well: "Vain is the treach'rous world's disguise, “And vain the rage of hell. "I freely feed them now "With tokens of my love, "But richer paftures I prepare, "And fweeter ftreams above. "Unnumber'd years of bliss "I to my theep will give; "And, while my throne unthaken stands, "Shall all my chofen live. "This tried Almighty bund "Is rais'd for their defence: "Where is the pow'r thall reach them there? “Or what shall force them thence?” Enough, my gracious Lord, Let faith triumphant cry; My heart can on this promife live; Can on this promife die. 98. C. M. MORTON'S Col. God on the fide of his People. ERE Chaos into order mov'd, With joy they recollect the day For faints can view the fcene, and fay, Stopp'd in a mad career of fin, O what a change took place within !- Let doubts and fears, their peace affail, Let foes their hope deride: Doubts, fears, and foes fhall ne'er prevail The Lord is on their fide. When wealth, when health, when ftrength And fear no evil then, because [withdraws, Soon Jefus' beauties they fhall view, And find the facred record true, 99. L. M. WATTS, altered. Glary and Grace in the Perfon of Chrift. WOW to the Lord a grateful fong! See where it thines in Jefus' face, The fpacious earth and spreading flood, But in his looks a glory ftands, Grace! 'tis a fweet, a charming theme; Oh that we all may reach the place, INVITATIONS AND PROMISES. 100. C. M. TOPLADY'S Col. Sinners Invited. H what amazing words of grace Suited to ev'ry finner's cafe, Who knows the joyful found. Poor, finful, thirsty, fainting fouls Are freely welcome here: Salvation like a river rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. Draw near, with all your wants and wounds; Here love, unchanging love, abounds; This fpring with living water flows, And living joy imparts: Come, thirfty fouls, your wants difclofe, Millions of finners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace: Come then, and prove its virtues too; And drink, adore, and bless, i 101. L. M. WHITEFIELD'S Col. O! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh; |