2 May we grow in pure affection, Love the weakest child of grace. Feel our souls aspire above; HYMN 224. L. M. [#] He hath done all things well. 1 COME, let us join in sacred songs, With sweetest music on our tongues ; Let every voice conspire to tell, Our Saviour hath done all things well. 2 Under the law he came for us, And for our sins was made a curse; 3 The legal dispensation closed When Jesus from the dead arose ; 4 He'll finish sin, and man restore; HYMN 225. P. M. [#] Christ's Glories divine. 1 My gracious Redeemer I'll love, His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name. 2 To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, Perfection of glory reigns there. HYMN 226. L. M. [#] Cloud and Pillar of Fire. 1 LONG as the darkening cloud abode, 2 Father of spirits, Light of light, Lift up the cloud, and rend the veil; Shine forth in fire, amid that night, Whose blackness makes the heart to fail. 3 "Tis done! to Christ the power is given; 4 Nor shall those mists, that brood o'er time, Forever blind the mental eye; They backward roll, and light sublime Beams glory from our God on high. 5 Adoring nations hail the dawn, All kingdoms bless the noontide beam, And light, unfolding life's full morn, Is vast creation's deathless theme. HYMN 227. C. M. [#] Christ Precious. 1 JESUS, I love thy charming name; My tongue would sing thy praise so loud 2 All my capacious powers can wish 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 4 I'll speak the honours of thy name And, dying, clasp thee in my arms,— HYMN 228. C. M. [#] Christ and Aaron. 1 IN Christ, the Lord, our eyes behold 2 Once in the circuit of a year, With blood-but not his ownAaron within the veil appeared, Before the golden throne. 3 But Jesus, by his precious blood, 4 The King of glory, now, he reigns, On Zion's heavenly hill; Looks like the Lamb that once was slain, But wears his priesthood still. 5 Our Intercessor's lofty praise HYMN 229. S. M. [#] Grace and Love of Christ. 10 THE transcendent loye 2 Jesus invited near The vilest of our race: 3 Let Pharisees exclaim, And all this grace despise, But we will love the Saviour's name; "Tis wondrous in our eyes. 4 Yes, to life's utmost end, Thy sovereign grace we'll show, And own thee for the sinner's Friend, And sin's eternal Foe. HYMN 230. H. M. [#] The Fountain. 1 Hail, everlasting Spring! Still they endure, 2 Blest be his wounded side, And fit for God. |