218

Luke i, 47. (c. M.)

1 O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace.

2 Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears; 'Tis life, and health, and peace.

3 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin;
He sets the pris'ner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean
His blood avail'd for me.

4 He speaks, and list'ning to his voice,
New life the dead receive;

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ;
The humble poor believe.

5 Hear him, ye deaf! his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosen'd tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come!
And leap, ye lame, for joy!

219 Hebrews xii, 22. (c. M.)

1 HAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd,
And sav'd by grace alone!

Walking in all his ways, they find
Their heav'n on earth begun.

2 The church triumphant in thy love,
Their mighty joys we know;

They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we in hymns below.

3 Thee, in thy glorious realm they praise,
And bow before thy throne;
We, in the kingdom of thy grace;
The kingdoms are but one.

4 The holy to the holiest leads:
From thence our spirits rise;
And he, who in thy statutes treads,
Shall meet thee in the skies.

220

Isaiah lviii, 13-14. (c. M.)

1 BLEST day of God! most calm, most bright! The first and best of days!

The lab'rer's rest, the saint's delight;
A day of joyful praise.

2 My Saviour's face did make thee shine;
His rising, thee did raise;
This made thee heav'nly and divine,
Beyond the common days.

3 This day I must for God appear,
For, Lord, the day is thine;
But, spent and hallow'd in thy fear,
Its blessing shall be mine.

221

Psalm lxxxvii, 7.-Canticles ii, 16. (c. M.)

1 MY God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights.

2 In darkest shades, if he appear,
My dawning is begun ;

He is my soul's sweet morning star,
And he my rising sun.

3 The op'ning heav'ns around me shine,
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows his heart is mine,
And whispers, I am his.

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, At that transporting word,

Run up with joy the shining way,
To meet and praise my Lord.

222

Romans V, 21. (c. M.)

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1 NOW may the Lord reveal his face, And teach our stamm'ring tongues To make his sov'reign reigning grace The subject of our songs!

2 No sweeter subject can invite
A sinner's heart to sing;

Or more display the glorious right
Of our exalted King.

3 Grace reigns, to pardon crimson sins,
To melt the hardest hearts!

And from the work it once begins,
It never more departs.

4 The world and Satan strive in vain
Against the chosen few;
Secur'd by grace's conqu'ring reign,
They all shall conquer too.

5 Lord, when this changing life is past,
If we may see thy face,

How shall we praise and love at last,
And sing the reign of grace?

223 Luke xxiii, 42. (c. M.)

1 O THOU, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee;

In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Jesus, remember me.

2 When on my aching burden'd heart
My sins lie heavily,

Thy pardon grant, new peace impart,
In love remember me.

3 When trials sore obstruct the way,
And ills I cannot flee,

O! let my strength be as my day,
For good remember me.

4 If, for thy sake, upon my name Shame and reproach shall be;

All hail reproach, and welcome shame; If thou rembember me.

5 When in the solemn hour of death,
I wait thy just decree,

Be this the prayer of my last breath,
O Lord, remember me.

6 And when before thy throne I stand
And lift my soul to thee,

Then with the saints, at thy right hand,
Still, Lord, remember me.

224 2 Corinthians v, 14. (L. M.)

1 O COME, thou wounded Lamb of God,
Come wash us in thy cleansing blood;
Give us to know thy love, and pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.

2 Take our poor hearts, and let them be For ever clos'd to all but thee;

Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear
The pledge of love for ever there.

3 How can it be, thou heav'nly King,
That thou should'st man to glory bring;
Make slaves the partners of thy throne,
And give them an immortal crown?