2 O praise ye the LORD! for power that is given, To keep all sin from coming inO praise ye the LORD!

The devil strives with all his might

To put in darkness where there's light-
O bless the Lord, we know we're right—
O praise ye the LORD!

3 O praise ye the LORD! for healing our sick bodies,

Removes the pain, makes well again—
O praise ye the LORD!

'Tis here He does our bodies heal,
'Tis here He doth the truth reveal,
"Tis here we each His presence feel-
O praise ye the LORD!

4 O praise ye the LORD! lift up your hearts and voices,

O let us shout His blessings out

O praise ye the LORD!

Lift up your holy hands, and bring
The best of honours to our KING.
And all the way to heaven sing-
O praise ye the LORD!

474 "We are His people."

WE

Ps. c. 3.

E are a people sav'd by grace,
And wash'd in JESUS' blood;
If faithful, we shall see His face,
And sing His praise above.

2 We meet with great temptations here,
Our enemies are strong;

But, brothers, we've no need to fear,
For GOD will lead us on.

C.M.

3 Though some despise and scorn this way,
We still will persevere;

And live to GOD from day to day,
And cast on Him our care.

4 How blest are we-yea, truly blest,
While living to the LORD;
Upon His promises we rest,
Unchanging is His word.

5 We lift our hands and praise the LORD,
For He is still the same;

He heals our sick, confirms His word,
All glory to His name.

6 We, LORD, Thy goodness will confess;
Thy truth we will defend;

And, LORD, we pray, still strengthen us,
And keep us to the end.

BACKSLIDERS.

475 "Turn thou to thy God."

RE

Hos. xii. 6.

ETURN, O wanderer, to thy home,
Thy FATHER calls for thee;

No longer now an exile roam

In guilt and misery.

Return! Return!

2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home,
"Tis JESUS calls for thee;

The SPIRIT and the Bride say, Come,

O now for refuge flee!

Return! Return!

M.O.

3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home,
'Tis madness to delay;

There are no pardons in the tomb,
And brief is Mercy's day.

Return! Return!

476 'Joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that

repenteth."-Luke xv. 7.

HO can describe the joys that rise

WHO

L.M.

Through all the courts of Paradise,
To see a prodigal return,

To see an heir of glory born!
2 With joy the FATHER doth
approve
The fruit of His eternal love;
The SON with joy looks down, and sees
The purchase of His agonies.

8 The SPIRIT takes delight to view
The contrite soul He forms anew;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their KING.

477

"Cause the trumpet of the jubilee to sound.”
Lev. xxv. 9.
4-6's & 2-8'

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow

The gladly solemn sound:

Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come:
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
2 JESUS, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made:

Ye weary spirits, rest:

Ye mournful souls be glad!

The year, &c.

1

3 Extol the LAMB OF GOD,
The all-atoning LAMB;
Redemption through His blood
Throughout the world proclaim:

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive;

The year, &c.

And safe in JESUS dwell,
And blest in JESUS live:

The year, &c.

5 The Gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heav'nly grace;
And sav'd from earth, appear
Before your SAVIOUR's face:

The year, &c.

478

SHEP

"I am the good Shepherd."
John x. 14.

SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye,
The thousands of our Israel see;

To Thee in their behalf we cry,

Rejoice that we are found in Thee.

2 See where o'er desert wastes they err,
And neither food nor feeder have,
Nor fold, nor place of refuge near;
For no man cares their souls to save.

3 Thy people, LORD, are sold for nought;
Nor know they their REDEEMER nigh;
They perish, whom Thyself hast bought;
Their souls for lack of knowledge die.

L.M.

4 Why should the foe Thy purchase seize ?
Remember, LORD, Thy dying groans:
The need of all Thy suff'rings these;
O claim them for Thy ransom'd ones!
5 Extend to these Thy pard'ning grace :
To these be Thy salvation show'd;
O add them to Thy chosen race!

O sprinkle all their hearts with blood!

479

"I will arise and go to my father."
Luke xv. 18.

C.M.

AFFLICTIONS, though they seem severe,

mercy are sent;

They stopp'd the prodigal's career,
And led him to repent.

2 Although he no relentings felt,
Till he had spent his store,
His stubborn heart began to melt,
When famine pinch'd him sore.

3 "What have I gain'd by sin," he said,
"But hunger, shame, and fear;
My father's house abounds with bread,
While I am starving here.

4 I'll go, and tell him all I've done,
And fall before his face;
Unworthy to be called his son,
I'll seek a servant's place."

5 His father saw him coming back,
He saw, and ran, and smil'd;

And threw his arms around the neck
Of his rebellious child.