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His mercy saved our souls from death,
And wash'd our souls from sin,

5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed,
Its sacred fire imparts,

Refines our dross, and love divine

Rekindles in our hearts.

6 Thence, raised from death, we live anew; And, justified by grace,

We hope in glory to appear,

And see our Father's face.

7 Let all who hold this faith and hope
In holy deeds abound;
Thus faith approves itself sincere
By active virtue crown'd.

113.

The Saint's Rest.-Heb. iv. 9.

1 LORD, I believe a rest remains,
To all thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns
And Thou art loved alone.

2 A rest where all our soul's desire
Is fix'd on things above;

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.

3 O that I now the rest might know,
Believe, and enter in!

Now, Saviour, now, the power bestow,
And let me cease from sin.

4 Remove this hardness from my heart,
This unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,
The Sabbath of thy love.

5 Come, O my Saviour, come away!
Into my soul descend!

No longer from thy creature stay,
My Author and my End.

6 The bliss Thou hast for me prepared
No longer be delay'd!

Come, my exceeding great Reward,
For whom I first was made.

7 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
And seal me thine abode;
Let all I am in Thee be lost;

Let all be lost in God.

114.

The Temple above.-Heb. iv. 14.

1 WHERE high the heavenly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears;
The guardian of mankind appears.

2 He who for men their surety stood,
And pour'd on earth his precious blood,
Pursues in heaven his mighty plan,
The Saviour and the friend of man.
3 Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth a brother's eye;
Partaker of the human name,
He knows the frailty of our frame.
4 Our fellow-sufferer yet retains
A fellow-feeling of our pains;
And still remembers, in the skies,
His tears, his agonies, and cries.
5 In every pang that rends the heart,
The man of sorrows had a part;
He sympathizes with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.

6 With boldness therefore at the throne,
Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aids of heavenly power,
To help us in the evil hour.

His mercy saved our souls from death,
And wash'd our souls from sin.

5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed,
Its sacred fire imparts,

Refines our dross, and love divine
Rekindles in our hearts.

6 Thence, raised from death, we live anew; And, justified by grace,

We hope in glory to appear,

And see our Father's face.

7 Let all who hold this faith and hope
In holy deeds abound;

Thus faith approves itself sincere
By active virtue crown'd.

113.

The Saint's Rest.-Heb. iv. 9.

1 LORD, I believe a rest remains,
To all thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns
And Thou art loved alone.

2 A rest where all our soul's desire
Is fix'd on things above;

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.

3 0 that I now the rest might know,
Believe, and enter in!

Now, Saviour, now, the power bestow,
And let me cease from sin.

4 Remove this hardn

This unbelief

To me the res

The Sab

5 Come

in my heart

6 The bliss Thou hast for me prepared
No longer be delay'd!

Come, my exceeding great Reward,
For whom I first was made.

7 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
And seal me thine abode;
Let all I am in Thee be lost;
Let all be lost in God.

114.

The Temple above.-Heb. iv. 14.

1 WHERE high the heavenly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears;
The guardian of mankind appears.

2 He who for men their surety stood,
And pour'd on earth his precious blood,
Pursues in heaven his mighty plan,
The Saviour and the friend of man.

3 Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth a brother's eye;
Partaker of the human name,
He knows the frailty of our frame.

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115.

"It is appointed unto men once to die."-Hèb. ix. 27.

1 THE sentence pass'd on Adam's race
I meekly in myself receive,

And thank Thee for the warning grace,
That here I have not long to live.

2 I hasten to my real home,
For no reprieve nor respite cry;
But when the fatal hour is come,
My only business be, to die.

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2

116.

The only sacrifice for sin.-Heb. x. 4.

Not all the blood of beasts

On Jewish altars slain

Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.

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

5

The burdens Thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.

Believing we rejoice

To see the curse remove ;

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,

And sing his bleeding love.

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