8 I "Ere fin was born, or Adam's dust " Then come, receive my grace, "Happy the man that keeps my ways, "The man that shuns them dies." T HYMN XCIII. Long Metre. Christ, or Wisdom obeyed, or resisted. Prov. viii. 34-36. 'HUS faith the wisdom of the Lord, "Blefs'd is the man that hears my word; "Keeps daily watch before my gates, "And at my feet for mercy waits. 2 "The foul that seeks me, shall obtain " Immortal wealth, and heav'nly gain; "Immortal life is his reward, 3 "Life, and the favour of the Lord. "But the vile wretch that flies from me, HYMN XCIV. Common Metre. Justification by Faith, not by Works; or, the Law condemns, Grace justifies. Rom. iii. 19-22. I AIN VA are the hopes the fons of men On their own works have built; Their hearts by nature all unclean, 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Guilty before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law Since to convince and to condemn 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace N° Nor rites that God has giv'n, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 2 The sov'reign will of God alone 3 The Spirit, like some heav'nly wind, 4 Our quicken'd fouls awake and rife I B 2 He takes the men of meanest name And thus he pours abundant shame ン 3 He calls the fool, and makes him know The myst'ries of his grace; To bring afpiring wisdom low, And all its pride abase. 4 Nature has all its glories lost, When brought before his throne; No flesh shall in his prefence boast, But in the Lord alone. HYMN XCVII. Long Metre. Christ our Wisdom, Righteousness, &c. 1 Cor. i. 30. B URY'D in shadows of the night, Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears, 3 Our very frame is mix'd with fin, 4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, 5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess I 2 3 4 5 HYMN XCVIII. H The fame. Short Metre. OW heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, 'Till Christ with his reviving light Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of heav'n'; Unholy and impure His hands infected nature cure With fanctifying grace. The pow'rs of hell agree Lord, we adore thy ways, HYMN XCIX. Common Metre. Stones made the Children of Abraham; or, Grace not conveyed by religious Parents. Matt. iii. 9. I VAIN are the hopes that rebels place Upon their and blood, Defcended from a pious race, 2 He from the caves of earth and hell And fill the house of Abr'am well 3 Such wond'rous pow'r doth he possess, I HYMN С. Long Metre. Believe, and be saved. John iii. 16-18. N OT to condemn the fons of men No weapons in his hands are seen, 2. Such was the pity of our God, 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word, Who God'sal Son defpife, beloved The hottest hell shall be their place. Joy in Heaven for a repenting Sinner. Luke xv. 7, 10. 1 W Through all the courts of paradise, To fee a prodigal return, |