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3 Unnumber'd sins, like sable clouds,
Veil'd every cheerful ray of joy, And thunders murmur'd through the gloom,
While lightnings pointed to destroy. 4 He spoke, and all the clouds dispers’d,
And heaven unveil'd its shining face; The whole creation smild anew,
Deck'd in the golden beams of grace. 5 Israel, return in humble love,
Return to thy Redeemer's breast,
Compose thy weary powers to rest.
320. L.M.—God's incomparable Mercy admired. Micah vii, 18-20. 1 SUPREME in mercy, who shall dare
With thy compassion to compare?
And bid the trembling sinner live. 2 Millions of our transgressions past,
Cancell'd, behind thy back are cast;
O’erflows them, and they rise no more. 4 And lest new legions should invade,
And make the pardon'd souls afraid,
And form degenerate hearts anew.
We lift our banners in his name;
And level the gigantic foe.
His oath to Abram cannot fail:
321. L.M.-" Thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears,
and my feet from falling." Ps. cxvi. 8.
Sav'd from the second death, I feel;
My feet from falling into hell.
Mine eyes on his perfections gaze;
To wretched, dying men! Salvation that from God proceeds,
And leads to God again! 2 Rescu'd from hell's eternal gloom,
From fiends, and fires, and chains; Rais'd to a paradise of bliss,
Where love and glory reigns! 3 But oh! may a degenerate soul,
Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye
To blessings so divine? 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss
My feeble heart o erbears; And unbelief almost perverts
The promise into tears. 5 My Saviour-God, no voice but thine
These dying hopes can raise; Speak thy salvation to my soul,
And turn its tears to praise. 6 My Saviour-God, this broken voice
Transported shall proclaim, And call on all the’ angelic harps
To sound so sweet a name.
L.M.-God magnified for his Salvation. Ps. xl. 16. 1 GOD of salvation, we adore
Thy saving love, thy saving power;
Hail the redemption thou hast wrought. 2 Perish each thought of human pride;
Let God alone be magnified;
Shouted from earth's remotest bound. 3 Saints, who his full salvation know,
Saints, who but taste it here below,
These gospel glories see?
And shew my sins forgiven, And bear thy witness to my part
Amongst the heirs of heaven. 3 As the redeemed of the Lord,
We sing the Saviour's name; And, while the long salvation lasts,
Its sovereign grace proclaim.
325. L.M.- Man by Nature, Grace, and Glory. 1 LORD, what is man! extremes how wide,
In this mysterious nature join! The flesh to worms and dust allied,
The soul immortal and divine!
2 Divine at first, a holy flame
Kindled by the Almighty's breath, Till, stain'd by sin, it soon became
The seat of darkness, strife, and death. 3 But Jesus, oh! amazing grace!
Assum'd our nature as his own, Obey'd and suffer'd in our place,
Then took it with him to his throne. 4 Now what is man, when grace reveals
The virtue of a Saviour's blood ? Again a life divine he feels,
Despises earth, and walks with God. 5 And what in yonder realms above,
Is ransom'd man ordain'd to be? With honour, holiness, and love,
No seraph more adorn'd than he. 6 Nearest the throne, and first in song,
Man shall his hallelujahs raise; While wondering angels round him throng,
And swell the chorus of his praise.
O when shall I declare!
When all my warfare's past!
feet at last! 2 This blessed word be mine,
Just as the port is gain'd, “ Kept by the power of grace divine, I have the faith maintain'd:"
The' apostles of my Lord,
To whom it first was given,
Unrivall’d all thy glories are:
And calls thine interest all his own. 2 He is thy Saviour; he thy Lord;
His shield is thine, and thine his sword: Review in ecstacy of thought
The grand redemption he has wrought. 3 From Satan's yoke he sets thee free,
Opens thy passage through the sea;
And heaven for Canaan will provide. 4 Not Jacob's sons of old could boast
Such favours to their chosen host;
Are but dim shades and types of thine. 5 Celestial Spirit! teach our tongue
Sublimer strains than Moses sung,
The blessings of God's chosen race:
The faith that sweetly works by love. 2 Happy beyond description, he
Who knows, "the Saviour died for me!”