6 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.

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The Lamb of God who taketh away the sins of the world. EE, sinners, in the gospel glass,

SEE,

The Friend and Saviour of mankind;

Not one of all the' apostate race

But may in him salvation find:

His thoughts, and words, and actions, prove,-
His life and death,-that God is love.

2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears
The sins of all the world away;
A servant's form he meekly wears,
He sojourns in a house of clay :
His glory is no longer seen,

But God with God is man with men.
3 See where the God incarnate stands,
And calls his wand'ring creatures home:
He all day long spreads out his hands;
Come, weary souls, to Jesus come!
Ye all may hide you in his breast;
Believe, and he will give you rest.

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The voice of free grace.

HE voice of free grace cries,-Escape to the mountain; For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a fountain: For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression, His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation.

Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has purchased our pardon :

We will praise him again when we pass over Jordan.

2 Now glory to God in the highest is given; Now glory to God is re-echoed in heaven; Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story, And sing of his love, his salvation and glory. Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

3 O Jesus, ride on,-thy kingdom is glorious; O'er sin, death, and hell, thou wilt make us victorious:

Thy name shall be praised in the great congre

gation,

And saints shall ascribe unto thee their salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore,

With our harps in our hands, we will praise ever

more:

We'll range the blest fields on the banks of the

river,

And sing of redemption forever and ever.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.

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Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

OME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish ; Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ;

Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,— Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing

Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove.

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Behold the Lamb.

C. M.

OOK unto Christ, ye nations; own
Your God, ye fallen race;

Look, and be saved through faith alone,
Be justified by grace.

2 See all your sins on Jesus laid:
The Lamb of God was slain;
His soul was once an off'ring made
For every soul of man.

3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep,
And Christ shall give you light;
Cast all your sins into the deep,
And wash the Ethiop white.

4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know,
Shall feel, your sins forgiven;
Anticipate your heaven below,
And own that love is heaven.

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Proclaiming the universal Saviour.

LET earth and heaven agred,

Angels and men be join'd,

To celebrate with me

The Saviour of mankind:

To' adore the all-atoning Lamb,
And bless the sound of Jesus' name.

2 Jesus! transporting sound!
The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,

No other name is given,

By which we can salvation have;
But Jesus came the world to save.

3 Jesus! harmonious name!
It charms the hosts above;
They evermore proclaim,

And wonder at, his love:

"Tis all their happiness to gaze,-
"Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face,

4 His name the sinner hears,
And is from sin set free;
'Tis music in his ears;

"Tis life and victory;

New songs do now his lips employ,
And dances his glad heart for joy.

5 O unexampled love!

O all-redeeming grace!

How swiftly didst thou move
To save a fallen race!

What shall I do to make it known,
What thou for all mankind hast done?

60 for a trumpet voice,

On all the world to call,-
To bid their hearts rejoice
In him who died for all:

For all, my Lord was crucified;
For all, for all, my Saviour died.

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The immensity of His grace.

C. M.

WHAT shall I do my God to love?

My loving God to praise ?

The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth of sov'reign grace?

2 Thy sov'reign grace to all extends,
Immense and unconfined;

From age to age it never ends;
It reaches all mankind.

3 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity :

So wide it never pass'd by one,

Or it had pass'd by me.

4 My trespass was grown up to heaven;
But, far above the skies,

Through Christ abundantly forgiven,
I see thy mercies rise.

5 The depth of all-redeeming love,
What angel tongue can tell?
I to the utmost prove
The gift unspeakable !

may

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Rejoicing in the glory of His grace. LORY to God, whose sov'reign grace T Hath animated senseless stones,Call'd us to stand before his face,

And raised us into Abrah'm's sons.

2 The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error's deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel-day

In Jesus' lovely face display'd.

3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done,
And bared thine arm in all our sight;
Hast made the reprobates thine own,
And claim'd the outcasts as thy right.

4 Thy single arm, almighty Lord,
To us the great salvation brought;
Thy Word, thy all-creating Word,

That spake at first the world from naught.
5 For this the saints lift up their voice,
And ceaseless praise to thee is given;
For this the hosts above rejoice,

And praise thee in the highest heaven.