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2 Me in my blood thy love pass'd by,
And stopp'd my ruin to retrieve; Wept o'er my soul thy pitying eye;
Thy bowels yearn'd, and sounded " Live!' Dying, I heard the welcome sound,
And pardon in thy mercy found. 3 Honour, and might, and thanks, and praise,
I render to my paru’ning God !
And spread thy saving name abroad;
Which lifts poor dying worms to heaven. 4 Jesus, I bless thy gracious power,
And all within me shouts thy Name;
Thy power let every tongue proclaim :
Amsterdam.] HYMN 292. 78 & 6's.
EET and right it is to sing,
Glory to our heavenly King,
The God of Truth and grace.
All in one thanksgiving join!
Eternal praise be thine !
In choral symphonies,
And never, never cease;
Praise the mystic Three in One;
3 Vieing with that heavenly choir,
Who chant thy praise above;
The wings of faith and love ;
We extol the slaughter'd Lamb;
Our subject is the same.
Which gave thy Son to die ;
Alike we glorify;
Praise by all to thee be given,
And earth is turn'd to heaven.
Farnworth.] HYMN 293. S. M.
In whom we are, and move,
Of thy creating love.
Give thanks to God on high, While earth repeats the joyful song,
And echoes through the sky.. 3
Let all the ransom'd race Render in thanks their lives to thee,
For thy redeeming grace: 4 The grace to sinners show'd
Ye heavenly choirs proclaim, And cry Salvation to our God,
Salvation to the Lamb!
5 Spirit of Holiness,
Let all thy saints adore
Thy heart-renewing power.. *6 Not angel-tongues can tell
Thy love's ecstatic height,
The beatific sight!
Let all the hosts above,
And dwell upon thy love:
Before thy glorious face,
Thine everlasting praise !
Middletown.] HYMN 294. 8 lines 7's. 1
He our loving Saviour is;
Misery we exchange for bliss.
O'tis more than tongue can tell!
Glorious and unspeakable. 2 Christ, our Brother and our Friend,
Shows us his eternal love :
Till we take our seats above.
For our bridal day prepare;
For our glorious meeting there!
Paradise.) HYMN 295. C. M.
Jesus, to hear thy name;
I feel the sacred flame.
When love inspires my breast,
The sov'reign of the rest.
When faith and hope shall cease,
Through the sweet groves of bliss. 4 Let life immortal seize my clay;
Let love refine my blood;
And hasten to my home,
I come, O Lord, I come.
Let sin and death remove; 'Tis love that drives my chariot-wheels,
And death must yield to love.
Swanwick.] HYMN 296. C. M.
O God, impart,
The understanding heart.
To one who would believe;
Thy Holy Spirit give.
'Tis life, eternal life, to know
The heavenly Persons mine: Father, and Son, and Spirit bestow,
That precious faith divine !
My soul shall then adore :
Josiah.] HYMN 297. 8 lines 7's & 6's. 1 IOD of Israel's faithful three,
Who brav'd the tyrant's ire, Nobly scorn'd to bow the knee,
And walk'd unhurt in fire: Breathe their faith into my breast;
Arm me in this fiery hour; Stand, O Son of Man, confest
In all thy saving power!
My soul disdains to fear;
Still impotently near;
Calm I mark their vain design;
Against a child of thine.
My Safeguard, and my Tower,
And still receive thy power;
Blast and scatter with mine eyes ;
And, lo! the tempter flies ! 4 Sin in me, the inbred foe,
Awhile subsists in chains :