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EHOLD! the Love of God,
To Adam's fallen Race,

His Son he graciously beftow'd,
To fuffer in our Place;

His only Son he gave,

That Sinners, who believe,
Might Pardon and Redemption have,
And in his Kingdom Live.

Enlarge your Hearts, and praise
Your Saviour, and your Lord,
Admire the Riches of his Grace,
And lean upon his Word;
The Works which we have done,
Are all, alas! unclean;
But we are fav'd by Faith alone,
And freely cleans'd from Sin.

This is the Work of God,
His Spirit's Work alone,
To give us Faith in Jefu's Blood,
And draw us to the Son:

O may our inmoft Souls rely,

And with our Hearts believe,
May Spirit, Soul and Body, fly
To him, who bids them Live.

To Life and Peace reftor'd,
Our Tongues o'erflow with Praife,
Great is the Glory of the Lord,
We fing in all our Ways:

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May all our Pow'rs awake,
Our warm Affections rife,

Like Eagles we mount up, and take
Poffeffion of the Skies.

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LOW ye, the Trumpet, blow,
The gladly folemn Sound,

Let all the Nations know,
To Earth's remotest Bounds:
The Year of Jubilee is come,
Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home.

Jefus, our great High Prieft,
Hath full Atonement made,
Ye weary Spirits reft,

Ye mournful Souls be glad :
The Year of, &c.

Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb:
Redemption in his Blood,
Throughout the World proclaim.
The Year of, &c.

Ye Slaves of Sin and Hell,

Your Liberty receive,
And fafe in Jefus Dwell,

And bleft in Jefus Live.
The Year of, &c.

Ye,

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Ye, who have Sold for nought
Your Heritage above,

Shall have it back un-bought,
The gift of Jefu's Love,
The Year of, &c.

The Gospel-Trumpet hear,
The news of Heavenly Grace,
And fav'd from Earth, appear
Before your Saviour's Face.
The Year of Jubilee is come,"
Return, ye ranfom'd Sinners, Home.

HYM N CXIV.

Spiritual Distress.

OUR God! our State behold,
Our Dangers and our Fears,

How our Souls to Sin are Sold,
And overcome with Cares,
Jefus, Mafter! us restore,

And fpeedily to help us come;
Friend of Sinners, we are poor,
O bring us Sinners Home,

Full of Anguifh, full of Pain,

To thee we make our Cry;

Thou who waft for Rebels flain,

On fatal Calvary.

Jefus, Mafter.

Doubts and Darknefs hedge us round,

O bid them all depart;

Foes on every Side are found,

And Sin doth grieve our Heart.

Jefus, Master.

Caft

Caft us not away from thee,
Tho we have foolish been,
Neither leave us utterly,

Tho' loft and dead in Sin.
Jefus, Mafter! &c.

HYMN

CXV.

Set your Affections on Things above. Col. iii. 2.

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OW raise your thankful Voice,
Ye Souls redeem'd with Blood,

Leave Earth and all its Toys,

Rejoice alone in God:

Dearly we're bought, highly esteem'd,
Redeem'd, with Jefu's Blood redeem'd.

Christians are Priests and Kings,

All born of heav'nly Birth,

Then think on nobler things,
And grovel not in Earth.

Dearly, &c.

With Heart, and Soul, and Mind,

Exalt redeeming Love,

Leave worldly Cares behind,
And fet your Minds above..

Dearly, &c.

Lift up your ravifh'd Eyes,
And view the Glory giv❜n,
All lower things defpife,
Ye Citizens of Heav'n..
Dearly, &c.

Be

Be to this World as dead,
Alive to that to come,
Our Life in Chrift is hid,

Who foon fhall call us Home:
Dearly we're bought, highly efteem'd,
Redeem'd, with Jefu's Blood redeem'd.

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ORD, attend to our Petition,
Hear and grant,

What we want,

Give unfeign'd Contrition.

O we want the Balm of Gilead,
Faint and Poor,

We implore,

With it to be filled.

Faith we want, on thee our Saviour,

Firm t'endure,

True and fure,

'Till thou us deliver,

Make us willing, O our Father!

And among

Thy lov'd Throng,

Us to Jefus gather.

Here we have no ftedfaft Manfion,

O our Lord,

Living Word,

Be our fure Salvation.

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