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Who dost an act of grace proclaim,
And bid us rebels live. Immortal honour to the Son,
Who makes thine anger cease ; Our lives he ransomed with his own,
And died to make our peace. To the almighty Spirit, be
Immortal glory given, Whose influence brings us near to thee,
And trains us up for heaven. Let men, with their united voice,
Adore th' eternal God; And spread his honours and their joys,
Through nations far abroad. Let faith, and love, and duty join,
One gen'ral song to raise; Let saints in earth and heaven combine
In harmony and praise. 4
wwwwwaran Eythorn. LET them neglect thy glory, Lord,
Who never knew thy grace;
The wonders of thy praise.
And send them to thy throne;
'Twas he, and we'll adore his name,
That form’d us by a word ; "Tis he restores our ruin'd frame,
Salvation to the Lord !
Repeat the joyful sound;
In one eternal round. 5
Furman, AWAKE, my heart, arise my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice,
Aloud will I rejoice.
And made salvation mine; Upon a poor polluted worm,
He makes his graces shine. And lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found,
And cast it all around.
And hope, and ev'ry grace ;
The robe of righteousness. Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd
By the great sacred Three;
In sweetest harınony of praise,
One God whom we adore,
To praise thee evermore.
Three in One, and One in Three;
All glory be to thee.
GOD ADORED IN HIS PERFECTIONS.
To God I cried when troubles rose;
Truro. PRAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in bis praise; His nature and his works invite, To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He form’d the stars, those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite :
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,