6

Nor is the gift of God confin'd;
'Tis freely giv'n to all mankind :
As true to who have not believ'd,
As such who have the gift receiv'd.

7

In Christ, where grace and peace abound,
The balm is equal to the wound :
In Christ, salvation's wrought for all,
Who were involv'd in Adam's fall.

HYMN 393. P. M.

DEAD to the world, to flesh and sense,
The sons of God we now commence,
And Jesus only know :
In him our life is kept secure,
In him we're holy, just and pure,
Unknown to men below.

2

The hidden way, we now descry,
Has ne'er been seen by vulture's eye,

Nor by the lion trod;

In this we walk devoid of fear,

No condemnation dread we here,

For Jesus is our God.

3

Though reason would our souls dismay, Tells us we err from day to day,

And ev'ry hour transgress ;

Yet in our high, exalted Head,
To sin and all its pow'rs we're dead,
And he's our righteousness.

4

In him of whom the prophets told,
Ourselves made perfect we behold;
Adorn'd with ev'ry grace ;

We enter here Immanuel's land,
And in his purity we stand,
Before the Father's face.
5

To him be all our songs and praise,
To him let us our voices raise,
And hail our glorious King:
Whose love to us has open'd heav'n,
In him salvation's to us giv❜n,
His name we'll ever sing.

HYMN 394. P. M.

ALL hail, eternal Love!
God's nature and his name,
Unchangeable; we prove

Thou art always the same;
Thou no beginning had'st, nor we
Shall ever know an end of thee.

2

'Twas love which God reveal'd,

To ease the sinner's pain; By oath and promise seal'd, They should enjoy again; The peace once lost, which now I prove, Through Jesus' blood, amazing love!

3

Love, which at first began

To bless a ruin'd race,

In time became a man,

And prov'd the sinner's peace : Us he espous❜d to love, then we From all our miseries were free.

Love wounded was for us

With sharp and bitter pain,

Hung bleeding on the cross,

Felt death, and rose again;

And left his peace with us in love,
Before he went to realms above.

HYMN 395. P. M.

GLOR'OUS Jesus! glor'ous Jesus!
Thy dear name to praise ;

This shall please us, this shall please us,
Greatly, all our days;
O thy beauties, how divine!

How they in the gospel shine!
Holy Saviour, live for ever,
All our songs be thine.

JESUS only will we sing,

His mystery adore ;

Thee we praise, our bleeding King, Thy wisdom, love, and pow'r; Thou hast wrought our works for us; In us thou dy❜dst and liv'st again; By the labour of thy cross

We endless life obtain.

2

Live, thou mighty Prince of life!
Great King of glory, reign!
Him to praise be all our strife,
ho for our sins was slain.

With himself, from sin and shame,
Blameless to God he did us raise :

Worthy is the holy Lamb

Of everlasting praise.

HYMN 397. P. M.

O THOU lov'd Sov'reign of my breast,
In thy dear myst'ry I am bless'd
With peace, and joy profound.
Now, sav'd from sin and hell, am I
In my dear Lamb's Humanity,
Where all my joys abound.

2

Here will I hide from ev'ry foe,
And thank thee, O my Saviour, too,
That I should favour'd be
To hide me in thy wounded side ;
And, what's yet more, to be thy bride,
And truly one with thee!

3

Here would I live, for ever live,
In thee, my Lamb, and still receive
Thy blessings ever new :

I'd turn mine eyes from all to thee,
Whilst underneath the bloody tree
My heart with love o'erflow.

4

I long to prove the depth profound,
The glory of each bleeding wound,
Not one was made in vain :
Nor is there any discord there,
Or cause of sorrow, pain, or fear;
There, there, my soul, remain.

HYMN 398. C. M.

PART FIRST.

SEE! O my soul, on Calvary

Thy Maker and thy God!
And, in him, thine own person see,
As cover'd o'er with bloed.

2

Behold him, from his bigh abode,
Come down to dwell with men ;
Behold him sink beneath the load
Of all thy guilt and sin.

3

Nail'd to the cross he tortur'd hangs, Oppress'd with grief and smart ; We as his members share his pangs, And feel his wounded heart.

4

Look back to Adam, there behold
Thyself as lost, undone ;

To sin, to hell, to Satan sold,
And all thy beauty gone.

5

As thou wast of his body part,
When he a victim fell;

Ev'n so, in Christ, exempt thou art
From sin and death, and hell.

PART SECOND.

6

God's love is free, nor has it bounds,
Not sin can it control;

But peace on earth it ever sounds,
And health to ev'ry soul.

7

Our Jesus is our peaceful earth,
In whom there dwells good-will
Towards mankind, who in his birth
His body's myst❜ry fill.

8

Jesus, and us, were seen as one;
When God the Father spake,
And said to him, Thou art my Son,
In whom I pleasure take.