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And grant me such supplies of grace,
REGENERATION. That I may persevere. ? Let but thy own Almighty arm
HYMN 89. C. M. Toplady's Coll. X Sustain a feeble worm,
St. Martins, Canıbridge, Exeter. I shall escape, secure from harm,
Is thy victorious sword! 3 Be thou my all-sufficient friend,
The stoutest rebel must l'esign
At thy commanding word.
2 Deep are the wounds tly arrows give,
They pierce the hardest heart; REDEMPTION.
Thy smiles of grace the slain revive,
And joy succeeds to smart. HYMN 87. 7's. Rippon's Selection. * 3 Still gird thy sword upon tliy thigh, Bath-Abbey, Condolence, Cookham.
Ride with majestic sway:
Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name! 4 And when thy victories are complete, Ye, who his salvation prove,
When all the chosen race Triumph in redeeming love.
Shall round the throne of glory meet, 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace To sing thy conquering grace; Beaming in the Saviour's 'face, 5 ( may my humble soul be found As to Canaan on ye move,
Among that favour'd band ! Praise and bless redeeming love. And I, with them, thy praise will sound 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; Throughout Immanuel's land. Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove,
HYMN 90. S. M. Dodilridge. Cancell'd by redeeming love.
Vital union to Christ in regeneration. 4 Welcome all, by sin opprest,
1 Welcome to his sacred rest;
By everlasting bonds; Nothing brought him from above,
Our names, our hearts we would resign, Nothing but redeeming love.
Our souls are in thy hands. 5 Hither, then, your musick bring, 2 To thee we still would cleave, Strike aloud each cheerful string; With ever-growing zeal; Mortals, join the host above, If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Join to praise redeeming loše.
( let them ne'er prevail. JIYMN 88. L. M. Steele. b or *
3 Thy Spirit shall unite
Qui souls to thee our head;
Shall form us to thy image bright, ENSLAVD by sin, and bound in chains
That we thy paths may tread. Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, 4 Death may our souls divide And doond to everlasting pains, From these abodes of clay : We wretched guilty captives lay. But love shall keep us near thy side 2 Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God,
Through all the gloomy way. An all-sufficient ransom paid : 5 Since Christ and we are one, Invalued price! his precious blood, Why should we doubt or fear? For vile, rebellious traitors shed. If he in heaven hati fix'd his throney 3 Jesus the sacrifice became,
He'll fix his members there. To rescue guilty souls from hell :
HYMN 91. C. M. S, Stennett. The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb,
Swanwick, Barby, Abridge. Beneath avenging justice fell.
The converted thief. 4 Ainazing goodness! Jove divine !
S on the cross the Saviour hung, O may our grateful hearts adore
And wept, and bled, and died, The matchless grace; nor yield to sin, He pour'd salvation on a wretch, Nor wear its cruel felters more. That languish'd at his side,
2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame, Jesus, to thy dear wounds we fly; The penitent confess'd ;
Bedew us with thy blood. Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ, 3 Those guardian drops our souls secure, And thus his prayer address'd:
And wash away our sin ; 3“ Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven, Eternal justice frowns no more,
“Thou spotless Lamb of God! And conscience smiles withiin. “I see thee bath'd in sweat and tears, 4 We bless that wondrous purple stream, “And welt'ring in thy blood.
That cleanses every stain ; 4" Yet quickly from these scenes of wo, Yet are our souls but half redeem'd,
“In triumph thou shalt rise, If sin, the tyrant, reign. “ Burst thro’ the gloomy shades of death, 5 Lord, blast his empire with thy breath, “And shine above the skies.
That cursed throne must fail; 5" Amid the glories of that world, Ye flatt'ring plagues that work our death,
“Dear Saviour, think on me, Fly, for we hate you all. “And in the victories of thy death
“Let me a sharer be." 6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears, And instantly replies,
LAW AND GOSPEL. “ To-day thy 'parting soul shall be “\Vith me in paradise.”
HYMN 94. L.M. Watts'e Lyrics. #01b JIYMN 92. C. M. Collier's Coll. b or «
Green's Hundredth, Carthage.
The in:v and the gospel; or, Christ a refuge.
1“CURST be the man,
forever curst, 1 HOW helpless guilty nature lies, "6 That doth one wilful sin commi"; Unconscious of its load!
66 Death and damnation for the first, The heart. unchan:'d, can never rise“ Without relief, and infinite." To happiness and God,
2 Thus Sinai roars, and round the earth, 2 Can aught beneath a power divine Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings: a
The stubborn will subdue? But, Jesus, thy. dear gasping breath, 'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine And Calvary, say gentier things!
To form the heart anew. - 3“ Pardon,and grace,and boundless love, 3 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 6 Streaming along a Saviour's blood;
And upwards bid them rise ; " And life, and joys, and crowns abort, And ake the scales of error fall “ Obtain'd by a dear bleeding God.”
From reason's darken'il eyes. 4 Hark, how he prays(the charming sound 4 To chase the shades of death away, Dwells on his dying lips) "FORGIVE!" And bid the sinner live;
And every groan and gaping wound A beam of heaven, a vital ray, Cries, " Father, let the rebels live!"
'Tis thine alone to give. 5 Go, you that rest upon the law, 50 change these wretched hearts of ours, And toil and seek salvation there: And give them life divine !
Look to the flame that Moses saw, Then shall our passions and our powers, And shrink, and tremble,' and despair. Almighty Lord, be thine. 6 But I'll retire beneath the crossSANCTIFICATION.
Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie;
And the keen sword, that justice draws, HYMN 93. C.M. Watts's Lyrics, šorb Flaming and red, shall pass me by,
Windsor, Belford, Abridge.
HYMN 95. L. M. Watts's Ser. * or o
Carthage, Blendon. WHERE shall we sinners hide ?
The gospel the power of God 10 salvation.
HAT shall the dying sinner do, Can rocks or mountains save ?
That seeks relief for all his wo? Or shall we wrap us in the shades where shall the guilty conscience find
Of midnight and the grave? . Ease for the torment of the mind? 2 Is ikere no shelter from the eye 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, Of a revenging God?
Or form our natures fit for heaven?
No strength of nature can suffice
Can souls,all o’er defil'd with sin, [clean: 2 Jesus, thy witness speaks within: Make their own powers and passions The mercy which thy words reveal 3 In rain we arch, in vain we try,
Refines the heart from sense and sin, Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh;
And stamps its own celestial seal. 'Tis there that power and glory dwell, 3'Tis God's -inimitable hand Which save rebellious souls from hell. That moulds and forms the heart anew : 4 This is the pil'ar of our hope,
Blasphemers.can no more withstand, That bears our fainting spirits up;
But bow and own thy doctrine true. We read the grace, we trust the word, 4 The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood And find salvation in the Lord. Finds peace and pardon at the cross; 5 Let men or angels dig the mines,
The sinful soul, averse to God, Where nature's golden treasure shinés; Believes and loves his Maker's laws. Brought near the doctrine of the cross, 5 Learning and wit may cease their strise, All nature's gold appears but dross. When miracles with glory shine ;6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, The voice that calls the dead to life Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain, Must be almighty, and divine. We'll meet the scandal and the shame, And sing and triumph in his name.
Hymn 93. C.M. Watts's Lyrics. *
Cambridge, Tisbury, HYMN 95. C. M. Cowper.
God glorious and sinners saved. York, St. Anns, Devizes.
ATHER, how wide thy glories shine: FA
How high thy wonders rise ! Legal obedience followed by evangelical. Known thro’ the earth by thousand signs, 1
By thousand through the skies. To serve And what she has, she misapplies,
2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power, For want of clearer light.
Their motions speak thiy skill;
And on the wings of every hour 2 How long beneath the law I lay,
We read thy patience still. In bondage and distress.!
3 But when we view thy strange design, I toil'd, the precept to obey ;
To save rebellious worms, But toil'd without success.
Where vengeance and compassion join, 3 Then, to abstain from outward sin
In their divinest forms; Was more than I could do ;
4 Here the' whole Deity is known; Now, if I feel its power within,
Nor dares a creature guess I feel I hate it too.
Which of the glories brightest shone, 4 Then, all my servile works were done The justice, or the grace. A righteousness to raise;
5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Now, freely chosen in the Son,
Adorn the heavenly plains ; I freely choose his ways.
Sweet cherubs learn Imanuel's name, 5* What shall I do?'' was then the word,
And try thcir choicest strains. " That I may worthier grow? “What shall I render to the Lord ?" 160, may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song! Is my inquiry now.
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 6 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, And love command my tongue.
And hear his pard’ning voice, Changes a slave into a child,
HYMN 99. C. M. Watts's Sermons. * And duty into choice.
A rational defence of the gospel. ISUN 97. L. M. Watts’s Sermons.*|SHA our incarnate God?
HALL atheists clare insult the cross Eaton, Rothwell. The inward wilness to Christianity. Shall infidels revile his truth,
And trample on his blood. 1 no more ;
2 What if he choose mysterious ways Let Christ and joy be all our theme ; To cleanse us from our faults; His Spirit seals his gospel sure May not the works of sovereign grace To elery soul that trusts in him. Transcend our feeble thoughts? SUPPLEMENT.
Quesno more and doubts be heard
3 What if his gospel bid us strive 130 come, and with his children taste
With flesh, and self, and sin? The blessings of his love; The prize is most divinely bright While liope attends tiie sweet repast That we are call'd to win.
Of nobler joys above. 4 What if the men despis'd on earth, 4 There, with united heart and voice, Still of his grace partake?
Before the eternal throne, This but:confirms his truth the more; Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, For so the prophets spake.
In ecstasies unknown. 5 Do some, that own his sacred truth, 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more Indulge their souls in sin?
Are welcome still to come: None shonld reproach the Saviour's Ye longing souls, the grace adore,
His laws are pure and clean. [name; Approach, there yet is 'room, 6 Then let our faith be firm and strong,
Our lips profess his word; HYMN 102. L. M. Lock H. Coll. & Nor ever shun those holy men,
O every one that thirsts, draw nigh;
2 Come to the living waters, come; INVITATIONS AND PROMISESSinners, obey your Maker's call;
Return, ye weary Wanderers, home, Hymn 100. C: M. Fawcett. b And find my grace reach'd out to all. Mear, Plymouth, Bangor.
3 See from the Rock.a fountain rise! Let the wicked forsake his way, &c. For you in healing streams it rolls: 1 SINNERS, the voice of God regard, Money, we need not bring, nor price,
, , -sick He calls you by his sovereign word 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give;
From sin's destructive way. Leave all you have and are behind ; 2 Why will you in the crooked ways Frankly the gift of God receive, Of sin and folly go?
Pardon and peace in Jesus, find. In pain you travel all your days, To reap immortal wo!
HYMN 103. L. M. Steele. b 3 But he that turns to God shall live,
Quercy, Portugal, Bath. Through his abounding grace :
Weary souls invited to rest. His mercy will the guilt forgive
COME, weary souls, with sins distrest, Of those that seek his face.
Come, and accept the promis'd rest ;
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 4 Bow to the sceptre of his word, And cast your gloomy fears away.
Renouncing every sin"; Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 2 Oppress’d with guilt, a painful load, And, learn his will divine.
O come, and spread your woes abroad;
Divine compassion, mighty love, 5 His love exceeds your highest thoughts; will all the painful load remove.
He pardons like a God; He will forgive your numerous faults, F-To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes;
3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, Through a Redeemer's blood.
Pardon and life, and endless peace; HYMN 101. C. M. Steele.
How rich the gift, how free the grace! Irish, Braintree.
4 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart, An invitation to the gospel feast. The hope thy gracious words impart; YE wretched, bungry starving poor, We come with trembling, yet rejoice, Where mercy spreads her bounteous
For every humble guest. [store MyMN 104. L. M. Fawcett. * 2 See Jesus stands with open arms:
Islington, Eaton. He calls, he bids you come: As thy days, so shall thy strength be. Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; 1 A FELICTED saint, to Christ draw near, But see, there yet is room.
Thy Saviour's gracious oromise hear;
His faithful word declares to thee,
Hymn 107. C. M. Cowper.
Rochester, York, St. Anns., 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong;
Contentment. And, if the conflict should be long, The Lord will make the tempter flee: FIERCE passions discompose the mind,
As tempests vex the sea; For, as thy days, thy strength shall be.
But.calm.content and peace we find, 4 Should persecution rage and flame,
When, Lord, we trust in thee. Still trust in thy Redeemer's name; 2 In vain by reason, and by, rule, In fiery trials thou shalt see, That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. For none but in the Saviour's school
We try to bend the will; 5 When call’d to bear thy weighty cross, Can learn the heavenly skill. Or sore affliction, pain or loss,
3 Since at his feet my soul has sat, Or deep. distress, or poverty, -Still, as thy days, thy strength shall beo Contented with my present state,
His gracious words to hear, 6 When ghastly death appears in view, I cast on him my care. Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue; 4" Art thou a sinner, soul?” he said, He comes to set thy spirit free ;
“ Then how canst thou complain ? And, as thy days, thy strength shall.be.
“How light thy troubles here, if weigh'il
“ With everlasting pain !
5“If thou of murm'ring would'st be cur', HOLY SPIRIT.
Compare thy griefs with mine ;
66 Think what my love for thee endur'd, HYMN 105. S. M.
“And thou wilt not repine.
6."'Tis I appoint thy daily lot,
" And I do all things well; [spot, 1 COME, Holy Spirit, come;
- Thou soon shalt leave this wretched And on this poor benighted soul
“ And rise with me to dwell. With beams of mercy shine. 7" In life my grace shall strength supply, 2. From the celestial hills,
“Proportion'd to thy day ; Life, light, and joy dispense!
“ At death thou still shalt find me nigh, And may I daily, hourly. feel
To wipe thy tears away. Thy quickening influence. 8 Thus I, who once my wretched days 3 Melt, melt this frozen heart;
In vain repining spent ;
Have learn'd to be content.
HYMN 108.-L. M. Watts's Sermons, 4. Mine will the profit be, But thine. shall be the praise ;
Bath, Winchester. And unto thee I wil devote
Faith connected with salvation,
the laws of innocence
Can Adam's sons arrive at heaven;
New works can give us no pretence
To have our ancient sins forgiven. 1 T anchor laid, remote from home, 2 Not the best deeds that we have done “ Celestial breeze, no longer stay, Faith is the grace,--and faith alone, " But swell my sails, and speed my way! That flies to Christ, and saves the soul. 2."Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, 3 Lord, I believe thy heavenly word! "And loose my cable from below; Fain would I have my soul renew'd : “But I can only spread my sail; (gale!" I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord "Thou, thou must beatbe thauspicious To have it pardon'd and subdu’d.