begin?

How shall I all to heaven aspire?
A slave redeemed from death and sin,
A brand plucked from eternal fire,
How shall I equal triumphs raise,
Or sing my great Deliverer's praise?

2 O how shall I the goodness tell,

Father, which thou to me hast showed?

That I, a child of wrath and hell,

I should be called a child of God, Should know, should feel my sins forgiven,

Blest with this antepast of heaven! 3 And shall I slight my Father's love? Or basely fear his gifts to own? Unmindful of his favours prove? Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun, Refuse his righteousness to impart, By hiding it within my heart? 4 No! though the ancient dragon rage, And call forth all his host to war, Though earth's self-righteous sons engage,

Them and their god alike I dare; Jesus, the sinner's friend, proclaim; Jesus, to sinners still the same.

5 Outcasts of men, to you I call,

Harlots, and publicans, and thieves! He spreads his arms to embrace you all;

Sinners alone his grace receives; No need of him the righteous have; He came the lost to seek and save.

He all day long spreads out his hands, "Come, weary souls, to Jesus come! Ye all may hide you in my breast, Believe, and I will give you rest.

4"Ah! do not of my goodness doubt; My saving grace for all is free; I will in no wise cast him out

That comes a sinner unto me; I can to none myself deny, Why, sinners, will ye perish, why?"

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SINNERS, believe the gospel word,

Jesus is come your souls to save! Jesus is come, your common Lord;

Pardon ye all through him may have, May now be saved, whoever will; This man receiveth sinners still.

2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf the dumb, the sick, the poor,

Flock to the friend of human kind,

And freely all accept their cure; To whom did he his help deny? Whom in his days of flesh pass by? 3 Did not his word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead?

Did he not all their sickness heal,

And satisfy their every need Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away? 4 Nay, but his bowels yearned to see The people hungry, scattered, faint; Nay, but he uttered over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint; Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood, That, with his tears, for thee hath flowed.

3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, Thee-by thy painful agony, Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame,

Thy cross and passion on the tree, Thy precious death and life-I pray, Take all, take all my sins away! 4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet, And bathe and wash them with my The story of thy love repeat [tears! In every drooping sinner's ears, That all may hear the quickening sound, Since I, even I, have mercy found. 5 O let thy love my heart constrain ! Thy love for every sinner free, That every fallen soul of man

May taste the grace that found out
me;

That all mankind with me may prove
Thy sovereign everlasting love.

1 LET earth and heaven agree, Angels and men be joined,

To celebrate with me

The Saviour of mankind;
To adore the all-atoning Lamb,
And bless the sound of Jesu's name.

2 Jesus, transporting sound!
The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,

No other name is given,

By which we can salvation have; But Jesus came the world to save.

3 Jesus, harmonious name!

It charms the hosts above;
They evermore proclaim

And wonder at his love;
'Tis all their happiness to gaze,
"Tis heaven to see our Jesu's face.

4 His name the sinner hears,
And is from sin set free;
"Tis music in his ears,
"Tis life and victory;

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New songs do now his lips employ,
And dances his glad heart for joy.
5 Stung by the scorpion sin,

My poor expiring soul
The balmy sound drinks in,

And is at once made whole :
See there my Lord upon the tree!
I hear, I feel, he died for me.
6 0 unexampled love!

O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst thou move
To save a fallen race!

What shall I do to make it known What thou for all mankind hast done? 70 for a trumpet voice,

On all the world to call!
To bid their hearts rejoice

In him who died for all;
For all my Lord was crucified,
For all, for all my Saviour died!

JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord,
Thy blessing we implore,
Open the door to preach thy word,
The great effectual door.

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save
From sin and Satan's power;
And let them now acceptance have,
And know their gracious hour.

3 Lover of souls! thou know'st to prize
What thou hast bought so dear;
Come then, and in thy people's eyes
With all thy wounds appear.
Appear, as when of old confest
The suffering Son of God;
And let them see thee in thy vest
But newly dipt in blood.

5 The hardness from their hearts remove, Thou who for all hast died;

Show them the tokens of thy love,
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side.

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OVERS of pleasure more than God,
For you he suffered pain;
Swearers, for you he spilt his blood;
And shall he bleed in vain ?

2 Misers, for you his life he paid,
Your basest crime he bore:
Drunkards, your sins on him were laid,
That you might sin no more.

3 The God of love, to earth he came,
That you might come to heaven;
Believe, believe in Jesu's name,
And all your sin 's forgiven.

4 Believe in him that died for thee,
And, sure as he hath died,
Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free,
And thou art justified.

C. M.

JESUS

! the name high over all,
In hell, or earth, or sky,
Angels and men before it fall,
And devils fear and fly.

2 Jesus! the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners given;
It scatters all their guilty fear,
It turns their hell to heaven.

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GOD, of good the unfathomed sea! Who would not give his heart to thee?

Who would not love thee with his might?

O Jesu, lover of mankind,

Who would not his whole soul and mind,

With all his strength, to thee unite?

2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays;
Before the insufferable blaze
Angels with both wings veil their
eyes;

Yet free as air thy bounty streams
On all thy works; thy mercy's beams
Diffusive as thy sun's arise.

3 Astonished at thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow;

Terrible majesty is thine! Who then can that vast love express Which bows thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till thou art mine?

4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure still

Thou sweetly orderest all that is: And yet thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with thee

Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 5 Fountain of good! all blessing flows From thee; no want thy fulness knows;

What but thyself canst thou desire ? Yes; self-sufficient as thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless heart; This, only this, dost thou require. 6 Primeval Beauty! in thy sight The first-born, fairest sons of light

See all their brightest glories fade: What then to me thine eyes could turn, In sin conceived, of woman born,

A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade? 7 Hell's armies tremble at thy nod, And trembling own the Almighty God,

Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky: But who is this that comes from far, Whose garments rolled in blood appear?

"Tis God made man, for man to die! 8 O God, of good the unfathomed sea! Who would not give his heart to thee? Who would not love thee with his might?

O Jesu, lover of mankind, Who would not his whole soul and mind,

With all his strength, to thee unite?

3 Thy undistinguishing regard

Was cast on Adam's fallen race; For all thou hast in Christ prepared Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. 4 The world he suffered to redeem ;

For all he hath the atonement made; For those that will not come to him The ransom of his life was paid. 5 Why then, thou universal Love,

Should any of thy grace despair? To all, to all, thy bowels move,

But straitened in our own we are. 6 Arise, O God, maintain thy cause! The fulness of the Gentiles call; Lift the standard of thy cross,

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And all shall own thou didst for all.

And freely delight you In Jesus's love. 2 The Shepherd who died His sheep to

To every nation, And people, and tongue.

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C. M. Psalm xc. 1-5. GOD! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home:

Under the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone,

And our defence is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.