39. The Nature and Influence of God's Love. C. M. How truly glorious is the love, Of all the glorious Three, Unchangeable, and free. Flaming with love the Saviour flies Down from his bright abode, And brings a world to God. And breathe for things above, To see eternal love. Favour'd with such a pleasing view, We triumph in our God, Fair Zion's happy road. We pray, repent, believe, obey, And joy with those above, Of everlasting love. Soon may we soar to worlds of light, On hills of glory shine, In raptures all divine. C. M. 40. The Love of God to Christ, and his Members. A glorious mystic man, Before the world began. Pure in Jehovah's sight, And never did he them behold But with a vast delight. The highly favour'd train, In perfect splendour shine. He clasp'd the chosen seed, The members, with the head. Although the Lord of earth and sky Knew what we all should prove, And rested in his love. O Lord, this wond'rous love réve 1, Take us within its arms, And may we all for ever feel Its soul-transporting charms, 41. The Love of God in Christ the Source of all Blessedness. C. M. Rivers of pure and boundless Love, From God in Christ arise, Streams of eternal joys. Thy loving heart contains, T'he love of Jesus reigns. O thou all glorious Prince of Peace, Smile from thy radiant throne, And in the sweetest forms of love, Come down, dear Lord, come down. Down with all sin and slavish fear, And let us richly prove, The happy life of love. And closer still unite, And fill us with delight. Soon may we all in glory meet, Where great Immanuel reigns; There shall we sing the songs of love In pure eternal strains. 42. The Provisions of Covenant Love. c. M. BEFORE the starry skies were spread, Or wasting time began, Deign'd to remember man. He stor'd in Christ alone, He opens in the Son. And growing raptures prove; The great abyss of love. And all the joys we know, From antient love they flow. Is thy pure love to see, All who belong to thee. May our affections spread; For whom the Saviour bled. Sing of its antient date, Of blessings truly great ; Love is the pure immortal food, My glory, and my crown, My heaven, and my throne; Embrace me in thy arms, With thy eternal charms; Up to the realms above, The glories of thy love, That sheep of Christ might fall away, My fickle, feeble soul, alas! Would fall a thousand times a day: Were not thy love as firm as free, Thou soon would'st take it, Lord, from me. I on thy promises depend, At least, I to depend desire That thou wilt love me to the end, Be with me in temptation's fire; |