-3 But Satan found a worse reward: Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord, o 'Let everlasting hatred be 'Betwixt the woman's Seed and thee. 4 'The woman's Seed shall be my Son; 'He shall destroy what thou hast done :'Shall break thy head, and only feel 'Thy malice raging at his heel.' -5 He spake-and bade four thousand years Roll on; at length his Son appears: s Angels with joy descend to earth, And sing the young Redeemer's birth. p 6 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies; -But, as he hung 'twixt earth and skies, o He gave their prince a fatal blow, u And triumph'd o'er the powers below. HYMN 108. S. M. Dover. [*] NOT Christ unseen, yet beloved. 1 Pet. i, 8. OT with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord; Yet we rejoice to hear his name, And love him in his word. 2 On earth we want the sight And heaven begins below. HYMN 109. L. M. Portugal. Armley. [*] The value of Christ and his Righteousness. Phil. iii, 7, 8, 9. O more, my God-I boast no more, 1 No more, my God-1 Of all the duties I have done; I quit the hopes I held before, O may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake! 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne; But faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. HYMN 110. C. M. St. Paul's. Canterbury. [*] Death, and immediate Glory. 2 Cor. v. 1, 5, 8. 0 1T Eternal, and on high; HERE is a house, not made with hands, e And here my spirit waiting stands, e 2 Shortly this prison of my clay 4 We walk by faith of joys to come; e But while the body is our home, -5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, o We would be absent from the flesh, HYMN 111. C. M._Reading. [*] e 1 How great our guilt has been! ORD, we confess our numerous faults; o 2 But, O my soul, for ever praise, Who turns thy feet from dang'rous ways 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness, o But we are sav'd by sovereign grace -4 'Tis from the mercy of our God, Our souls are wash'd from sin. p 5 'Tis through the purchase of His death, The Spirit is sent down to breathe 0 6 Rais'd from the dead, we live anew: s We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father's face. 1 HYMN 112. C. M. Bedford. [*] The Brazen Serpent. 2 John ver. 14-16. O So did the Hebrew prophet raise The wounded felt immediate ease, d 2 'Look upward in the dying hour, e But Christ performs a nobler cure, -3 High on the cross the Saviour hung! g 4 When God's own Son is lifted up, The Jew beholds the glorious hope; 1 HYMN 113. C. M. Wareham. [*] H TOW large the promise-how divine- d 'I'll be a God to thee and thine, 'Supplying all their need.' -2 The words of his extensive love The Angel of the cov'nant proves. b 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, He takes young children to his arms, 0 4 Our God, how faithful are his ways! HYMN 114. C. M. Sunday. [*] The same. Rom. xi, 16, 17. e 1 GTo the wild olive wood; o Grace took us from the barren tree, -2 With the same blessings grace endows The Gentile and the Jew; If pure and holy be the root, Such are the branches too. o 3 Then let the children of the saints Be dedicate to God; e Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord, And wash them in thy blood. o 4 Thus to the parents, and their seed, Shall thy salvation come; o And num'rous households meet at last, In one eternal home. e 1 HYMN 115. C. M. Plymouth. [b] 'L ORD, how secure my conscience was, I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright; But since the precept came, With a convincing power and light, I find how vile I am. 3 (My guilt appear'd but small before, How perfect, holy, just, and pure, e 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load I had provok'd a dreaeful God, And all my hopes were slain.) I cannot do the good I would, HYMN 116. L. M. Bath. [*] 1 TH Love to God and our Neighbour. Matt. xxii, 37—40. HUS saith the first, the great command, 'Let all thy inward powers unite, "To love thy Maker, and thy God, 'With utinost vigour and delight. 2 'Then shall thy neighbour, next in place, Share thine affection and esteem; And let thy kindness to thyself 'Measure and rule thy love to him.' 3 This is the sense that Moses spoke; This did the prophets preach and prove; For want of this the law is broke, And the whole law's fulfill'd by love. a 4 But oh! how base our passions are! How cold our charity and zeal! -Lord, fill our souls with heavenly fire, 1 BEHOLD the potter and the clay! He forms his vessels as he please; 2 [Doth not the workman's power extend And which to leave for viler use ?] e 8 May not the sovereign Lord on high Choose some to life, while others die, |