O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain’d to be!
Let that grace, then, Lord, for ever,
Bind my roving heart to thee.
14.
HOW blest are they, who still abide,
Close shelter'd by thy bleeding side ;
Who life and strength from thee derive,
And by thee move, and in thee live.
How can it be, thou Heavenly King,
That thou should’st us to glory bring,
Make slaves the partners of thy throne,
Deck'd with a never-fading crown?
Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
Our words are lost, nor will we know,
Nor will we think of aught beside,
But Jesus and him crucified.
LET me dwell on Golgotha,
Weep, and love, and trust in thee;
While I see thee on the tree,
Weep, and bleed, and die for me!
That dear blood for sinners spilt,
Shews
my
sin in all its guilt :
Ah! my soul, he bore thy load,
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God.
Hark! his dying word, “ forgive!
Father, let the sinner live!
Sinner, wipe thy tears away,
I thy ransom freely pay.”
While I hear this grace reveald,
And obtain a pardon seald,
All
my
soft affections move, Waken'd by the force of love.
Farewell, World! thy gold is dross,
Now I see the bleeding cross;
Jesus died to set me free,
From the law, and sin, and thee.
He has dearly bought my soul,
Lord, accept and claim the whole !
To thy will I all resign,
Now no more my own, but thine.
LAMB of God, whose bleeding love
We now recall to mind;
Send the answer from above,
And let us mercy find ;
Think on us, who think on thee,
And every burden'd soul release ;
O remember Calvary,
And bid us go in peace. By thine agonizing pain,
And bloody sweat, we pray;
By thy dying love to man,
Take all our sins away:
Burst our bonds, and set us free,
From all iniquity release;
O remember Calvary,
And bid us go in peace.
Through thy blood, by faith applied,
Let sinners pardon feel ;
Speak us freely justified,
And all our sickness heal :
By thy passion on the tree;
Let all our griefs and troubles cease ;
O remember Calvary,
And bid us go
in
FROM Jesu's side a fountain flows,
Of water and of blood,
More healing than Bethesda's pool,
Or fam'd Siloam's flood.
The dying thief rejoic'd to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all
my
Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power:
Till all the ransom'd church of God
Be sav'd to sin no more.
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.
Then in a nobler sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save:
When this poor lisping stamm'ring tongue
Lies silent in the grave.
LAMB of God! I fall before thee,
Humbly trusting in thy cross; That alone be all my glory,
All things else I count but loss. Jesus ! all
my
consolations Flow from thee, thou sov'reign good! Hope, and love, and faith, and patience,
All were purchas'd by thy blood.
19. WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.
Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.
He will not quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame:
The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.
Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power:
We shall obtain deliv'ring grace
In the distressing hour.
NOW begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesu's name!
Ye, who his salvation prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.
Ye, who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.
Mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Cancell'd by redeeming love.
Welcome all, by sin opprest,
Welcome to his sacred rest;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.
When his Spirit leads us home,
When we to his glory come,
We shall all the fulness prove,
Of our Lord's redeeming love.
GREAT the joy, when Christians meet ;
Christian fellowship, how sweet,
When their theme of praise the same)
They exalt Jehovah's name!
Sing we then eternal love,
Such as did the Father move :
He beheld the world undoue;
Lov'd the world, and gave his Son.
Sing the Son's unbounded love,
How he left the realms above;
Took our nature and our place;
Liv'd and died to save our race.
Sing we, too, the Spirit's love ;
With our stubborn hearts he strove ;
Chas'd the mists of sin away;
Turn’d our night to glorious day.
Great the joy, the union sweet,
When the saints in glory meet;
Where the theme is still the same,
Where they praise Jehovah's name.
ARISE, my soul, arise!
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears ;
Before the throne my Surety stands :
My name is written on his hands.
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