4 Riches, as seemeth good to thee, 5 Thou hast on us the grace bestow'd, And therefore now we thank our God, 6 Thy glorious Name, thy nature's powers, Thou dost to us make known; And all the Deity is ours, Through thy incarnate Son. 93 0 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Goodness. GOD, my hope, my heavenly rest, Grant my importunate request, To me, to me, thy goodness show; The brightness of eternal day. 94 ETER Immanuel, God with us. TERNAL depth of love divine, L. M. How bright thy beaming glories shine! How wide thy healing streams are spread! 2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell? Sinners, a vile and thankless race! O God, what tongue aright can tell How vast thy love, how great thy grace! 3 The dictates of thy sov'reign will With joy our grateful hearts receive; All thy delight in us fulfil; Lo, all we are to thee we give. 95 A Infinite love. THOUSAND oracles divine C. M. That sinners may with angels join, 2 Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky. 3 By faith the upper choir we meet, 4 For God, made flesh, is wholly ours, And asks our noblest strain; The Father of celestial powers, 96 God is Love. C. M. REAT God! to me the sight afford GREAT God old allow'd; And let my faith behold its Lord, Descending in a cloud. 2 In thy revealing Spirit come, Thine attributes proclaim, And to my inmost soul make known The glories of thy Name. 3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, 4 The Lord, the mighty God, thou art, 5 Merciful God, thyself proclaim 6 Our mis'ry doth for pity call, 97 Love and mercy. S. M. YREAT God, accept a heart That pants to sing thy praise; Thou, who without beginning art, And without end of days: Thy goodness is display'd, On all thy works impress'd; Thou lovest all thy hands have made, 2 Gracious art thou to all And show thy grace to me: Through mercy reconciled, For Jesus' sake forgiven; Receive, O Lord, thy favour'd child, 98 Source of all blessings. C. M. JEHOVAH, God, thy gracious power O may the blessings of each hour Thy hand will there our journey lead, 4 From morn till noon-till latest eve, And all the blessings we receive, 99 The Author of every good gift. C. M. FATHER, to thee my soul I lift; My soul on thee depends; 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 3 We cannot speak one useful word, Thyself the blessing give. 4 His blood demands the purchased grace : His blood's availing plea Obtain❜d the help for all our race, And sends it down to me. 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought; Our good is all divine: The praise of every virtuous thought, 6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive In whom we are, and move, and live ́; 100 L. M. Holiness. TOLY as thou, O Lord, is none; H Thy so finous is all thine own A drop of that unbounded sea 3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 101 HAL The Trinity. C. M. AIL! holy, holy, holy Lord, With triumph we proclaim; |