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GRATITUDE FOR

4 I trust in Jesus' merit,
My life flows from his death;
And doth his holy Spirit
Before the eye of faith
My crucified Redeemer paint,
I am thro' grace establish'd
Firm in his covenant.
5 In holy contemplation,
I day and night review
The theme of Christ's salvation,
And find it ever new :
My pulse shall to his honour beat,
And till his blest appearing,
Each breath his praise repeat.

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IF to me experience had not prov-
ed,
What surpasses human thought,
That my Saviour, by compassion
moved, -

With his blood my pardon bought, I had spent my days in anxious

grieving; But, to him be praise, I now, believing In my Lord, by faith receive Comfort, which the world can't give. 2 O what blessings are from Jesus' passion And atoming death deriv'd : I refuse all other consolation, If of these I am depriv'd: But no sooner doth his blood bedev me, And impart its healing virtue to me, Than my soul, tho' sunk in grief, Is restor'd, and finds relief. 3 When my Jesus from the cross complacent Casts on me a look of love, Grateful tears flow down my cheeks incessant, All my soft affections move; Could I, with a mindofearth divested, By all worldly cares quite unmolested, Be engag’d with him alone, Then were heaven on earth begun.

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OUR SALVATION.

| 2 My spirit him embraces,
He all my wants redresses;
I in his love's fruition
Am happy without vision.
3 Am I, of him possessed,
Already here so blessed,
What joys shall I be tasting,
When in his presence resting.

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ALL the bliss—which we possess,
Is deriv'd from Jesus' cross;
He to God—hath by his blood
Reconcil'd and saved us:
Now his righteousness is found
| Our salvation's only ground;
| Hence all our felicity
Springs, here and eternally.
2 Amen, yea, Hallelujah;
Lord, our comfort, joy, and peace,
By thy cross—thou gain'dst for us
Everlasting happiness:
Since the effects we richly prove
Of this wondrous act of love,
With what gratitude should we
Raise our hearts and eyes to thee.

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HOW can I view the slaughter'd Lamb, And all his sufferings trace, And not sink down with humble shame, And give him thanks and praise. This, Lord, I do with many tears, And own, with wonder fill'd, | Thy stripes and shame, thy griefs and prayers Made me thy pardon'd child.

3 Still be thy wounds to me more
dear,
More precious every day:
Till I at thy pierc'd feet appear,
Dress'd in thy bright array.

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3 What wonder in the Soul takes place, [grace: When we survey thy boundless For ah, to know our evil heart, And thy great name, and what thou art, [prove, And yet to find thee still so gracious This makes us sinkabas'd with shame and love. 4 We all know who and what we are, And all with one consent declare, That in ourselves no good we find To move thee, Lord, to be so kind: Yet many here with inward rapture feel Thy Spirit's unction and assuring seal. 5 O ground us deeper still in thee, And let us thy true followers be; And when of thee we testify, Fill thou our souls with heavenly

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