2 For the Lamb of God Fixeth his abode In his ransom'd congregation, From Christ's death derive, 611.* T. 114. BRIDE of the Lamb, thou favor'd congregation, [flock, Thou fruit of Jesus' cross, dear cov'nant Securely built on him th' eternal Rock, Rejoice in him,the God of thy salvation, Reap all the blessings he design'd for thee, Grow in his grace and knowledge constantly. 2 Thy glory be to all the world displayed, Toall mankind his dying love proclaim, Awake, put on thy strength, Jerusalem, And in thy beauteous garments be arrayed, Break forth, extend thyself both far and near [share. That thousands still thy happiness may 612. T. 14. HAIL, church of Christ, bought with his blood! The world I freely leave; Ye children of the living God, Me in your tents receive. 2 Bride of the Lamb, I'm one in heart With thee thro' boundless grace; And I will never from thee part, This bond shall never cease. 3 Closely I'll follow Christ with thee, I'll go thy safest road; Thy people shall my people be, And thine shall be my God. 4 And am I, Jesus, one of those Who in thy fold have place? Who gather'd round th' erected cross Enjoy redeeming grace ? 5 O yes, nor would I change my lot 613.* T. 26. REDEEMED souls, adore and praise Our merciful and gracious God, For all the blessings he bestow'd, For all the wonders of his grace. 2 The Lord for us great things hath done, Our warmest thanks to him are due; We trace his goodness when we view His church, where he erects his throne. 3 We humbly take what he'll bestow, Who would refuse his boundless grace? O may his church in ev'ry place His blessed views more fully know. 4 We all in spirit are agreed, To follow Jesus as his flock, To build on him, our only Rock, And on the path of life proceed. 5 And tho' a rugged path it be, On which we oft with trials meet, It leads to true felicity, 6 The Father's garden here below With patience must be watch'd indeed; For, as in nature 'tis, the seed Must die before the plant can grow. 7 Here is our hand; us, Lord, assist To serve thee 'midst reproach and shame, And thy atonement to proclaim, Until we in thy presence rest, 614.* T. 205. RISE, exalt our Head and King; Praise the Lord who ever lives! He his people's praise receives. 2 Ye who Jesus' death proclaim, Service yield to him with joy, 3 Gracious Lord, may we believe, 4 Christ, thy all-atoning death Is our life while here below; Of thy fulness we receive: 615.* T. 166. THY church, O Lamb of God, ap The willing slaves of sin and death We were, and enemies to thee; But, granting us a living faith, Thou from the curse didst set us free. 3 Is there a thing that warms the heart, That stirs up gratitude and love, It is the grace thou dost impart, Thy blood, the pow'r of which we prove: We sink astonish'd at thy feet, Thy mercy's an unfathom❜d sea, Of his dire passion, wounds & death, With pow'r our souls doth penetrate, And quicken with life-giving breath: The pow'rs of hell this vanquishes, This doth the church of Christ maintain, Tho' Satan to the threshold press, Christ's blood won't let him entrance gain. 5 Who in the Spirit's light can trace The church of God, he must declare, It is alone thro' Jesus' grace, That she abiding fruit can bear: To him all honor doth pertain, Who by his blood made her his own, Her choirs repeat in cheerful strain : The Lord for us great things hath done." 6 The church of Christ who views aright, And must with wonder and delight Adore him, who the Author is: To those who have discerning eyes; Her songs delight the ravish'd ear Of all who know celestial joys. 7 She Christ, her faithful Shepherd, knows, Attends to his instructive voice, Amidst adversity she grows, In her election doth rejoice, Is by the Holy Spirit led: The blood of covenant maintains Her union with the Lord her Head, In whom she constant vict'ry gains. CHURCH of Christ, sing and rejoice, Glory, honor, might and pow'r, Since he is our Head and Saviour, 1 2 When we on his faithfulness, We desire his name to praise ; į Love and goodness never ceaseth, By the Lord, who thee redeem'd, 4 Tho' thou hast but little strength, By unfeigned love to him; With true zeal in ev'ry station, 617.* T. 121. O LORD, thy church which now 2 We in thy ways proceed, 3 Of thee both far and near 4 O give us that good part, Each needful gift and grace, 5 O Lamb, for sinners slain, 618.* T. 26. WHO can the love of Christ express To those who by his blood redeemed, Are as the heirs of life esteemed? He owns them as his chosen race. 2 With thanks before his throne appear, And praise his name, dear congregation, For ev'ry proof and demonstration, That you his favor'd people are. 3 Weknow his boundless love and grace, Enjoy his goodness, care and favor, He keeps his covenant for ever, Can aught exceed his faithfulness? 4 Omight this church of Christ always Be to the world a bright example, How by the Holy Ghost, a temple May be constructed to his praise. 619. T. 155. JESUS, slaughter'd Prince of life, And thy love, when shed abroad, Prompts us gather'd here before thee, 2 To redeem us from the fall, For all those who trust in thee Now thy ransom'd congregation 3 Since thou hast deliver'd us In thee, Saviour of the lost! From thy all-sufficient merit For thy blood hath paid the cost. 4 May thy ransom'd people, Lord, Off'ring pray'r and praise to thee Prize their glorious destination, 5 Sanctify us for thyself, Freed from this world's sinful ways; In our walk and whole demeanor, 6 Deep engrave it in our hearts, Ev'n to practise in these days 'Midst all poverty and weakness, 7 O lift up thy countenance Might none, who would not be thine May we all in thee believing, 620. T. 79. THRICE happpy congregation, Adore the suff'ring Lamb; 2 It ne'er can be expressed Than barely to be sav'd at last. 3 O yes our grace-election, 4 To learn how, with precision, To execute his will; - To understand, and then fulfil. O THOU, who out of sin's dark night Before thee humbly fall, And render for electing grace Yet hath thy aim, most faithful Friend, Of thee and thy salvation; May all men in us see, Our words and works agree, Then shall we of redeeming love To others a sweet savor prove. 5 But are there such among us still, Whose hearts thy love ne'er warmed, Who, tho' their wretched state they feel, Are not thereby alarmed; rouse them from death's sleep, That they may pray and weep, And flee as sinners to thy wounds, Where, for the vilest, grace abounds. 623,* T. 126. That blessed Lamb, which John once saw We now revere with awe. As if it had been slaughter'd, 2 Thou ransom'd church of Jesus, Yield service to his name; |