REDEMPTION.

81. C. M.
Redemption, particular and complete
SING redemption through his blood

Who died to set me free;
Redemption worthy of a God,

From endless misery.
2 Redeem'd, and yet to prison consign'd,

And bound with iron chains !
No;-God's redemption frees the mind

From sin and endless pains.
3 Redemption breaks the captive's chain,

And sets the soul at large; Washes the filthy leper clean,

Proclaims a full discharge.
4 Redeem'd !-ye ransom'd sons of men,

Proclaim the truth abroad ;
Ye seraphs, catch the pleasing theme,
And bear it up to God.

82. C. M.

Redemption by Price. LORD, what is man, that thou shouldst look Or write his name within thy book,

Thy book of life and grace?
2 Conceiv'd in sin–expos’d to death

By thy revenging law;
Soon as he draws the vital breath,

An heir of sin and woe.
30 the compassion of our God,

Of infinite degree!
Jesus sustains our guilty load,

And dies to set us free!
4 Down to the cross he bends his way,

Nail'd to the fatal wood;
He groan'd his precious life away,

And purchas'd us with blood.

83. C. M.
Redemption of the Church.
C
YHRIST tasted death for all our race,

Redeem'd the Church with blood;
These are the chosen sons of grace,

The favourites of the Lord. 2 For them he bore the painful cross,

And died to set them free, Fulfill'd his Father's injured laws,

And with him they shall be.
3 From sin, and sorrow, death and pain,

He will them all redeem;
All those for whom the Lamb was slain,

Must be complete in him. 4 United to their living head,

They life and bliss derive;
And, till the Lord forgets his word,
They shall for ever live.

84. C. M. Watts.
Redemption by Price and Power.
JESUS, with all thy saints above

, Would sound aloud thy saving love

And sing thy bleeding heart.
2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,

Who bought me with his flood,
And quench'd his Father's flaming sword

In his own vital blond.
3 All glory to the dying Lamb,

And never-ceasing praise,
While angels live to know his name,
Or saints to feel his grace.

85. L. M. Stennett.
It is Finished. John xix. 30.
NIS finish'd so the Saviour cried,

And meekly bow'd his head and died :

'TIS

'Tis finish'd-yes, the race is run,

The battle fought, the victory won.
2 "Tis finish'd-all that heaven decreed,

And all the ancient prophets said,
Is now fulfilld, as was design'd,

In me the Saviour of mankind.
3 'Tis finish'd—this my dying groan

Shall sins of every kind atone:
Millions shall be redeem'd from death,

By this my last expiring breath.
4 "Tis finish’d-heaven is reconcil'd,

And all the powers of darkness spoil'd :
Peace, love, and happiness again

Return and dwell with sinsul men. 5 'Tis finish'd let the joyful sound

Be heard through all the nations round:
"Tis finish'd—let the echo fly
Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky.

86. C. M. Watts. Redemption and Protection from Spiritual Fnemies

RISE my soul, my joyful powers, Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim

His glorious grace abroad.
2 He raised me from the deeps cf sin,

The gates of gaping hell,
And fixt my standing more secure

Than 'twas before I fell
3 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath

my

soul he placed ; And on the Rock of ages set

My slippery footsteps fast. 4 The city of my blest abode,

Is wall’d around with grace; Salvation for a bulwark stands

To shield the sacred place. 5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite.

And all his legions roar;

A

Almighty mercy guards my life,

And bounds his raging power. 6 Arise, my soul, awake my voice,

And tunes of pleasure sing ;
Loud hallelujahs shall address

My Saviour and my King.

THE HOLY SPIRIT.
87. C. M. Relief Hymns.

The great Legacy.
OUR

blesed Redeemer, ere he breathed A Guide, a Comforter bequeath'd,

With us on earth to dwell.
2 He came in tongues of living flame,

To teach, convince, subdue;
All powerful as the wind he came,

He came as viewless too.
3 He came, sweet influence to impart,

A gracious, willing guest,
While he can find one humble heart,

One heart wherein to rest. 4 And every virtue we possess,

And every victory won,
And every thought of holiness,

Are his, and his alone.
5 Spirit of purity and grace,

Our weakness pitying see:
O make our hearts thy dwelling place,
O make them more like thee.

88. C. M. Watts.
Breathing after the Holy Spirit.
CON
NOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold bearts of ours.

2 Look how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go

To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our longues,

And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever live

At this poor dying rate;
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,

And thine to us so great!
5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,

And that shall kindle ours.

89. L. M. Watts. The Sight of God and Christ in Heaven. DESCEND. from heaven, immortal Dove

Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, And mount and bear us far above

The reach of these inferior things. 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky,

Up where eternal ages roll,
Where solid pleasures never die,

And fruits immortal feast the soul.
30 for a sight, a pleasing sight,
Of our Almighty Father's throne!
There sits our Saviour, crown'd with light,

Cloth'd in a body like our own. 4 Adoring saints around him stand,

And thrones and powers before him fall;
The God shines gracious through the man,
And sheds new glories on them all.
5 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear,

That I shall mount to dwell above;
And stand and bow amongst them there.
And view thy face, and sing thy love?