2 But whilst our spirits, filled with awe, We sing the honors of Thy grace, 3 We sing Thine everlasting Son; 4 Where sin did reign, and death abound, 90. BURIED in shadows of the night L. We lie till Christ restores the light; 2 Our very frame is mix'd with sin; His Spirit makes our nature clean; . Poor, helpless worms in Thee possess Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee. 91 (91). IN has a thousand treacherous arts To practise on the mind; C. M. With flatt'ring looks she tempts our nearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young; And while the heedless wretch believes, 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, But cheats the soul of heavenly things, 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden food; Our mother took the poison there, 92 (94). L. M. ORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, LORD, To see the wicked placed on high, 2 But, oh, their end, their dreadful end! 3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; GRACE AND REDEMPTION. ITS SOURCE - GOD'S LOVE. 93 (848). C.M. AMAZING grace! how sweet the sound That saved a soul like me! I once was lost, but now am found, 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 'Twas grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear, 3 Full many a danger, toil, and snare 'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, I shall possess within the veil 94 (316). RACE! 't is a charming sound, Heaven with the echo shall resound, S. M. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man; And all the steps that grace display To tread the heavenly road; 4 Grace taught my soul to pray, 5 Grace all the work shall crown, It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 5 (106). R AISE your triumphant songs Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. Sing how eternal love Its chief Beloved chose, S. M. And bade Him raise our wretched race From their abyss of woes. ilis hand no thunder bears, No terror clothes His brow; 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne, When Christ was sent with pardon down 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears; 96 (321). 8s, 7s & VERY fallen soul, by sinning, E Merits everlasting pain; But Thy love, without beginning, Shall in life, through Jesus reign. 2 Pause, my soul, adore and wonder: Hallelujah! Thanks, eternal thanks to Thee! 3 Since that love had no beginning, Make me walk in 4 When I quit this feeble mansion, Through Thy Spirit |