3 Grace reigns, to pardon crimson sins, And from the work it once begins, 4 The world and Satan strive in vain Secur'd by grace's conqu'ring reign, 5 Lord, when this changing life is past, How shall we praise and love at last, 223 Luke xxiii, 42. (C. M.) 1 O THOU, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 2 When on my aching burden'd heart Thy pardon grant, new peace impart, 3 When trials sore obstruct the way, O let my strength be as my day, 4 If, for thy sake, upon my name All hail reproach, and welcome shame, 5 When in the solemn hour of death, Be this the prayer of my last breath, 6 And when before thy throne I stand, Then with the saints, at thy right hand, 224 2 Corinthians v, 14. (L. M.) 1 O COME, thou wounded Lamb of God, 2 Take our poor hearts, and let them be Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear The pledge of love for ever there. 3 How can it be, thou heav'nly King, That thou should'st man to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of thy throne, And give them an immortal crown? 4 Ah! Lord, enlarge the scanty thought, 5 First-born of many brethren, thou, 225 Psalm lxiii. (P. M.) 1 O GOD, my gracious God, to thee My morning prayers shall offer'd be ; For thee my thirsty soul does pant; My fainting flesh implores thy grace, Within this dry and barren place, Where I refreshing waters want. 3 My life, while I that life enjoy, 4 When down I lie sweet sleep to find, And when I wake in dead of night, 226 Matthew xviii, 19-20. (7's.) 1 JESUS, we thy promise claim, 2 Sanctify us, Lord, and bless ; 227 Psalm civ. (L. M.) 1 BLESS God, my soul! thou, Lord, alone Possessest empire without bounds; With honour thou art crown'd; thy throne 2 With light thou dost thyself enrobe, Heav'n's curtain stretch beyond the globe, 3 God builds on liquid air, and forms The clouds his chariots are, and storms The swift-wing'd steeds with which he flies. 4 As bright as flame, as swift as wind, His ministers heav'n's palace fill, To have their sundry tasks assigned, All proud to serve their sov'reign's will. 5 How various, Lord, thy works are found, For which thy wisdom we adore! The earth is with thy treasure crown'd, 228 Luke viii, 11-16. (c.M.) 1 ALMIGHTY God! thy word is cast, Now let the dew of heav'n descend, 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man, But give it root in ev'ry heart, |