How fhall I my Savior fet forth
Hail to the Prince of life and peace.
Hail, fov'reign love, that first began
How fweet the name of Jefus founds
How ftrong thine arm is, mighty God
He who on earth as man was known
How dreadful was the hour
How helpless guilty nature lies
How fad our ftate by nature is
Hark my foul! it is the Lord
Happy the heart where grace doth
How fweet, how heav'nly is the fight 221
Happy the man who finds the grace
Hence from my foul, fad thoughts
How happy is the Chriftian's ftate
How oft, alas, this wretched heart.
How long wilt thou conceal thy face
Happy are they who know the Lord
How charming is the place.
Happy foul, who hears and follows
Herald of the King of kings
How condefcending, and how kind
Here, Lord, may we admire
How long fhall earth's alluring toys
How happy are the fouls above.
How will the wicked ftand
How vaft the benefits divine
Infinite grace and can it be
In one harmonious cheerful fong
fing my Savior's wondrous death
If Chrift be my defence and tow'r
If duft and afhes might prefume
I alk'd the Lord that I might grow
Immoveable thy promife ftands.
I love the windows of thy grace
In fweet exalted ftrains
In vain my roving thoughts would find 329
In vain the erring world enquires
In Jordan's tide the Baptift ftands
I lift my banner (faith the Lord)
Ebenezer raise
I know that my Redeemer lives
In heav'n the dear Redeemer fits
Jefus, th' eternal Son of God
Jefus, we blefs thy Father's name
Jefus is our great falvation
Jefus, my Life, thyself apply
Jefus, whilft he dwelt below
Jefus, our Lord, afcend thy throne
Jefus has thed his vital blood
Jefus, in thee our eyes behold
Jefus, the Savior, charming name
Jefus, our Kinfman, and our God
Jefus, lover of my foul .
Jefus, Shepherd of the sheep
Join all the glorious names.
Jefus, I love thy charming name,
'Tis mufic to my ear
Jefus, I love thy charming name,
Thy praife thall ftill employ my
Joy is a fruit that will not grow
Jefus, and didft thou condefcend
Jefus, thou all-fuftaining word.
Jefus, mighty King in Zion
Jefus! and fhall it ever be.
Jefus, in thy transporting name
Let heav'n and earth agree
Let God the Father and the Son,
Lord, where fhall guilty fouls retire
Let the whole race of creatures lie
Lord, when our raptur'd thought
furveys.
Lord, how myfterious are thy ways.
Lord, I would fpread my fore distress
Let us now in contemplation
Laden with guilt, and full of fears
Let avarice from fhore to shore.
Love divine, all love excelling
Lord, we adore thy boundlefs grace
Lord, at thy temple we appear
Let us adore th' eternal word
Let me but hear my Savior fay.
Lord, we are vile, conceiv'd in fin
Let party names no more
Lord, when my thoughts with won
Lord, I cannot let thee go
Lord, bring backfliders near thy throne 286 Lord, we come before thee now
Lord, difmifs us with thy bleffing
Let Sion in her King rejoice
Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield 357 Lord, when my thoughts delighted
Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand
Lord, let me see thy beauteous face
My Maker, and my King
My Lord knows what I want
Mercy is welcome news indeed
My foul with joy attend
Mortals awake, with angels join'
My moft indulgent Savior.
My God, my portion, and my love
My God, my life, my love
More of thy prefence, Lord, impart.
My foul, how lovely is the place
My waken'd foul, extend thy wings
My gracious Redeemer I love
Now to God a joyful fong
Now to the great and facred Three
Now be my heart infpir'd to fing
Now for a tune of lofty praife
Not to the terrors of the Lord.
Not to Sinai's dreadful blaze
Now begin the heav'nly theme
Now to the Lord a grateful fong
Now let the faints declare.
Now let our mournful fongs record
Not all the treafures earth can boaft
Not all the blood of beasts .
Nothing can preferve my goings
Now to the Lord that makes us know 237
No ftrength of nature can suffice
Now in thy praife, eternal King
Now let the feeble all be ftrong
Now from the altar of our hearts
Now in the gall'ries of his grace
Now let our drooping hearts rejoice
O may my fong for ever fhew
Our God, how firm his promise stands
O Thou, who didft thy glory leave..
Oh what amazing words of grace
O God of grace, of love immenfe
Oh, the delights, the heav'nly joys
O eternal, bleffed Spirit
O how shall duft thy praise declare .
O God, what filken cords are thine.
O Love! thou bottomless abyss •
On the brink of fiery ruin.
O Love divine, how fweet thou art
O my foul, what means this fadnefs
Othou, whofe tender mercy hears
O how fecure are thofe
O God, how endless is thy love.
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