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Faith looks to Calv'ry's lofty tree,
Discerns the Saviour's face; And with delight she doth survey,
The wonders of his grace. This precious faith, which comes from God,
Leads always to the Lamb; And is much pleas’d with pard’ning blood, And drinks the healing balm.
my Jesus still is mine," Tho' gloomy clouds arise; Fastens on promises divine,
And soars above the skies. Delights in great Jehovah's voice,
Dwells on the Saviour's blood; In truth eternal doth rejoice,
And ventures all with God.
My little faith increase;
Take me to realms of bliss,
107. Assurance. 8.7.4. God himself is my salvation,
This my happy soul can say;
Flow the streams of peace and joy,
All the depth of sin exceeding,
This attainment ne'er could boast;
Jesu's righteousness and blood;
Then my off'ring Shall like sweet perfume arise. 108. Assurance of Faith. 11..
. Ye favor'd in Zion,
Enabled to say,
Were all done away,”
Bequeath'd unto you,
But found by as few.
In God, as your own,
As firm as his throne,
The weakling in Zion,
Still sinking with fear, Is stumbling and halting,
"Twixt doubt and despair. Yet, glory to Jesus,
Our Shepherd and Friend, The sheep of his pasture
His arm shall defend; Their hope it may waver,
Their faith become dim; Yet hell shall ne'er sever
His people from him.
My comfort all in thee;
I know thou guardest me.
Nor angels near thy throne;
And trust in thee alone.
It sinks me to the grave;
Mine whom thou cam'st to save.
A living faith bestow,
May taste, and see, and know.
Triumphant let me live, by love
Shed in my heart abroad,
The life which he bestow'd.
110. The Triumph of Faith. 11s. The God of Salvation, Jehovah by name, Who yesterday, now, and for ever's the same, From guilt and from hell, me a sinner hath
say'd, And death of its sting hath my Jesus bereav'd. Thy name and thy conquests no longer I fear, Thy might and pale aspecte'en lovely appear; Depriy'd of thy power, with all thy sad train, My Jesus is King, and for ever must reign. His blood is my ransom, the 'captive is his, Redeem'd from my bondage to enter on bliss, A son through my birth, by adoption an heir, The kingdom of glory with Jesus to share. His Spirit, as witness, as earnest, and seal Of all these rich blessings I inwardly feel ; His whispers divine do my freedom proclaim, And open an union with God and the Lamb. An union whose bonds are both stedfast and
sure, In which, I thro' grace can live happy and
poor, The bridegroom's embraces with rapture I What though I'm so helpless, I know he'll
know, And all thro’ the blood which from Jesus did
111. Faith is the Victory. S. M.
WhoE'ER believes aright
And may draw near to God. .
Corruptions rise up thick;
Because we yet are sick.
Our hope's on Jesus cast:
Now thy saying grace impart;
Save us from our evil heart? Throw thine arms, in mercy, open,
Bid, O bid us, Jesu, come; Let our flinty hearts be broken,
Falling on the Corner-stone!