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4 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,

While pressing on to God.
5 Grace taught my soul to pray,

And made my eyes o'erflow: 'Twas grace that kept me to this day,

And will not let me go.
s Grace all the work shall crown,

Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,

And well deserves the praise. 88

WONDERS OF REDEMPTION. C. M. PLUN LUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope,

Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace

Beheld our helpless grief ; He saw, and, O amazing love !

He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above,

With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh,

And dwelt among the dead. 4 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus,

And brake our iron chains : Jesus has freed our captive souls

From everlasting pains.
5 0! for this love, let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues

The Saviour's praises speak.

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NOT all the blood of beasts

On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.
2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,

Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler. name,

And richer blood than they. 3. My faith would lay her hand

On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand,

And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see

The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree,

And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,

And sing his bleeding love.

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'HERE is a fountain filled with blood,

Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,

Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoiced to see

That fountain in his day ;
And there may I, though vile as he,

Wash all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power,

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Till all the ransomed church of God

Be saved to sin no more.

4 E’er since by faith I saw the stream,

Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme,

And shall be till I die.

5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,

I'll sing thy power to save; When this poor lisping stammering tongue

Lies silent in the grave.


SALVATION BY GRACE. C. M. LORD, we confess our numerous faults, Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,

And all our lives were sin.

2 But, O my soul, for ever praise,

For ever love his name; Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways

Of folly, sin and shame. 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness

Which our own hands have done; But we are saved by sovereign grace,

Abounding through the Son. 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God

That all our hopes begin ; 'Tis by the water and the blood,

Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death,

Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is sent down to breathe

On such dry bones as we.

6 Raised from the dead, we live anew;

And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too,

And see our Father's face.

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The Sinner's RecoveRY FROM Ruin. C. M.
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And Satan binds our captive minds

Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace

Sounds from the sacred word ; “Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,

And trust upon the Lord.”
3 My soul obeys the almighty call,

And runs to this relief :
I would believe thy promise, Lord,

O help my unbelief.
4 To the dear fountain of thy blood,

Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul,

From crimes of deepest dye.
5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King,

My reigning sins subdue ;
Drive the old dragon from his seat,

With all his hellish crew.
6 A guilty, weak and helpless worm,

On thy kind arms I fall :
Be thou my strength and righteousness,

My Jesus and my all. 93

THE REDEEMING SAVIOUR. BEHOLD. the glories of the Lamb, Prepare new honours for his name,

And songs before unknown.

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2 Let elders worship at his feet,

The church adore around, With vials full of odours sweet,

And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints,

And these the hymns they raise : Jesus is kind to our complaints,

He loves to hear our praise. 4 Eternal Father, who shall look

Into thy secret will ?
Who but the Son shall take that book,

And open every seal ?
5 He shall fulfil thy great decrees,

The Son deserves it well;
Lo, in his hand the sovereign keys

Of heaven, and death, and hell.
6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain,

Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy remain

For ever on thy head.
7 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,

Hast set the prisoners free,
Hast made us kings and priests to God,

And we shall reign with thee.
8 The worlds of nature and of grace

Are put beneath thy power;
Then shorten these delaying days,

And bring the promised hour.

L. M.
EHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb,

With wonder, gratitude and love :
To take away our guilt and shame,
See him descending from above!

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