My richest gain I count but lofs, 2 Forbid it Lord, that I should boast, 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet? Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a prefent far too small; Love fo amazing, so divine, Demands my foul, my life, my all. XXXVIII. W : Gratitude. HEN all thy mercies, O my God, Transported with the view, I'm loft 2 Thy providence my life fuftain'd, 3 Unnumber'd comforts, Lord of all, Before my infant-heart conceiv'd, 4 When in the flipp'ry paths of youth, 5 When worn by ficknefs oft haft thou And when in fins and forrows funk, 6 Thy bounteous hand, with various good 7 Thro' ev'ry period of my life, 8 Thro' all eternity my God, I XXXIX. A blessed Gospel. B LEST are the fouls that hear and know, Peace fhall attend the paths they go, 2 The gospel bears their spirits up, His His righteousness exalts their hope,:: 3: The Lord their helper and defence, 17 XL. Preaching Peace by Jefus Chrift, &c. . I J' Acts.xv 36. ESUS, Redeemer, Saviour, Loid, 2: Our fins have cry'd to heav'n aloud, 3. Thus we are fav'd from endless wrath, 4. O finners view the bleeding Lamb! 5 Dear Jefus, fend thy gofpel forth,.. From east to west, from fouth to north: Let Let finners thy falvation fee, XLI. Juftified freely by his CONDEMN'D are all the fons of men, Jehovah's law is broke; But Jefus the Redeemer, came To fave us from the stroke. 2 To fave our wretched fouls from woe, He left his throne above:! Glory to him that lov'd us so; Let angels fing his love. 2 The firm foundation for our hope, This bears the helpless finner up, 3 Jefus a full atonement made For love fo infinite as this, To Chrift the maker of our peace, To Chrift our facrifice. XLI XLII. Juftified by Faith. Rom, v. L.. EHOLD, to what a wretched cafe, BEHOLD, to Hath fin reduc'd the human race! 2 Yet all mankind have gone aftray; 3 But (O! how wond'rous is the grace !) 4 They who believe the gofpel word, Awake my heart, awake my tongue, |