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Poor helpless worms in thee posess Grace, wisdom, pow'r and righteousness; Thou art our mighty All, and we' Give our whole selves, O Lord to thee. 163 wwwnna
Bath Abbey. NOW begin the heavenly theme, Sing aloud in Jesus' name; Ye who Jesus' kindness prove, Triumph in redeeming love. Ye who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face; As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. Mourning souls dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears; See your guilt and curse remove, Cancellid by redeeming love. Ye alas! who long have been, Willing slaves of death and sin, Now from bliss no longer rove, Stop and taste redeeming love. Welcome all by sin oppress’d Welcome to the Saviour's breast: Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 164 wwwwwarna
Job BLOOD has a voice to piercé the skies, Revenge! the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear stream when Christ was slain
Lowell. NOT all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,
Or wash away the stain.
Takes all our sins away ;
And richer blood than they. My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin,
The burden thou didst bear,
And hopes her guilt was there.
Believing we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
And sing his bleeding love. 166 hornnorwar
Mariners. NOTHING but thy blood, O Jesus,
Can relieve us from our smart, Nothing else from guilt release
us, Nothing else can melt the heart. Law and terrors do but harden,
All the while they work alone, But a sense of blood bought pardon
Soon dissolves a heart of stone, Jesus, all our consolations
Flow from thee, the sov'reign good; Love, and faith, and hope, and patience,
All are purchas'd by thy blood. From thy fulness we receive them;
We bave nothing of our own ; Freely thou delight'st to give them
To the needy who have none. Teach us, by thy patient Spirit,
How to mourn and not despair ; Let us, leaning on thy merit,
Wrestle hard with God in prayer. Whatsoe'er afflictions seize us,
They shall profit, if not please ;
But defeud, defend us, Jesus,
From security and ease. 167
Job. CURS'D be the man, for ever curs'd,
That doth one wilful sin commit;
Without relief, and infinite.
Thunder and fire and vengeance flings:
And Calvary say gentler things. Pardon, and peace, and boundless love,
Streaming along a Saviour's blood; And life, and joys, and crowns above
Procur'd by our Redeemer God. Ilark, how he prays; (the charming sound,
Dwells on his dying lips) “ Forgive;" And every groan and gasping wound
Cries, Father, let the rebels live. Go you that rest upon the law,
And toil and seek salvation there ; Look to the flame that Moses saw,
And shrink, and tremble, and despair.
Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie,
Flaming and red, shall pass me by.
Bradley Church. O HAPPY souls are they
Whose sins are covered o'er! Divinely bless'd, to wbom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more. They mourn their follies past,
They keep their hearts with care; Their lips, and lives, without deceit,
Shall prove their faith sincere. .
I felt the festering wound,
And ready pardon found.
Let saints keep near the throne; Our help, in times of deep distress,
Is found in God alone. 169 Nossono
Bedford. HOLY, and just, and righteous God,
Before thy face we fall :
But still for mercy call.
Reveal'd the wond'rous plan;
Wbich saves rebellious man.
Tbrough his atoning blood;