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By grace alone we wish to live,

Nor from the law seek ease again; For if thy blood can't vict'ry give, Legal attempts will all prove vain.

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SWEET the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend,
Life and health and peace possessing
From the sinner's dying Friend.
2 Here I'll sit for ever viewing
Mercy's streams, in streams of blood;
Precious drops! my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
3 Truly blessed is this station,

Low before his cross to lie ;
While I see divine compassion
Floating in his languid eye.
4 Here it is I find my heaven,
While upon the cross I gaze;
Love I much? I've more forgiven,
I'm a miracle of grace..
5 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears his feet I'll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
6 May I still enjoy this feeling,
In all need to Jesus go;
Prove his wounds each day more healing,
And himself more fully know.

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How can I view the slaughter'd Lamb,
And all his suff'rings trace,
And not sink down with humble shame,
And give him thanks and praise!
2 This, Lord, I do with many tears,
And own with wonder fill'd,
Thy stripes&shame, thy griefs&pray'rs,
Made me thy pardon'd child.
3 Still be thy wounds to me more dear,
More precious ev'ry day;
Till I at thy pierc'd feet appear,
Dress'd in thy bright array.
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TH'impression of what Christ my Friend

Hath done for worthless me, When he his life and blood did spend, Attend me constantly. Q

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377.* T. 68. BE thy wounds and cross

Ever new to us!

From thy suff'ring scenes and merit
Nothing e'er divert our spirit;
With thy blood bedew
All we think or do.

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ETERNITY's expansions,
Time's numberless dimensions,
In spirit I have trac'd:
But nothing hath so struck me,
As when God's Spirit took me

TO GOLGOTHA: O! God be prais'd!

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SING Hallelujah, honor, praise ;
Your grateful lauds to Jesus raise,
O favor'd congregation!

For he became a sacrifice,
And paid in blood our ransom price,
Procuring our salvation.
Holy,-happy

Is our union-and communion
With our Saviour,

Blessed be his name for ever!

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THANKS be to thee thou slaughter'd Lamb!

For thy eternal love and favor; We, sinful worms, with humble shame Acknowledge thee our only Saviour; For us thy soul was sore dismay'd,

For us thy body was tormented,
For us thou bowd'st thy sacred head,
Thus, by thy death, death's power
ended:

Now fix our hearts and eyes
On this thy sacrifice;

O that we may forget it never!
But be it always clear,
God did in Christ appear,

From judgment us to free for ever.

XXI. Of the Love of JESUS.

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THOU Source of love, thou sinners
Friend,

Thy mercy who can comprehend?
Who ever can presume to say,
He lov'd, ere thou hadst shown the way?
Thou, who hast lov'd us from eternity,
Doth raise within us genuine love to

thee.

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What doth thy highest pleasure prove?
Whom dost thou favor, cheer, and bless,
And call to endless happiness?
Thou who art holy, great, unchangeable,
The mighty God, yet our Immanuel!

2 The answer humble thanks doth claim,
And fills our souls with conscious

2 Such unexampled, boundless grace
Doth fill our souls with deep amaze, shame:
That God, who earth and heaven made," I love thee, sinner, come to me,
Should be in human flesh array'd,
Thereby to save lost man from death

and hell

Who did so basely 'gainst his Lord rebel!
3 Thy love, which always is the same,
Can ev'n the coldest hearts inflame,
Yea, they must feel a kindling ray,
Dissolve in tears and melt away;
Thy mercy, Lord,issuch an endless store,
Man's reason here must silently adore.

4 However weak and helpless we,
However pow'rful sin may be,
Thou art our Strength in ev'ry case;
Thro' thy support and aiding grace
We firmly trust that we shall con-
qu'rors prove,
Since thou dost give us vict'ry from
above.

5 Lo, we fall down with filial fear,
Conscious that thou art present here;
We humbly laud thy saving name,
We sink, abas'd with humble shame,
Almighty God, before thy glorious
"throne;

And thee ouronly Lord and Saviourown.

6 Reach out thy sceptre, King of love,
Let us thy royal favor prove,
Who, conscious of our indigence,
Approach thy throne with confidence;
O teach our lips to praise, our hearts
to glow,

I will receive thee graciously;
Tho' thou be sinful, ready to despair,
Thou shalt my pardon, help and glory
share."

3 What wonder in the soul takes place,
When we survey thy boundless grace!
To know our own depraved heart,
And yet to find thee still so gracious
And thy great name, and what thou art,

prove;

This makes us sink abas'd with shame
and love.

4 We all know who, and what we are,
And all with one consent declare,
That we no good in us could find
To move thee, Lord, to be so kind:
Yet many here with inward rapture feel
Thy Spirit's unction, and assuring seal.

5 O ground us deeper still in thee,
And let us thy true foll'wers be ;
And when of thee we testify,
Fill thou our souls with heav'nly joy:
May thy blest Spiritall our souls inspire,
And set each cold and lifeless heart on
fire.

6 Our souls and bodies, Lord, prepare,
That we rich fruit for thee may bear;
Grant we may live unto thy praise,
And serve thy cause with faithfulness;
Since grace and truth is our hearts'
wish and aim,

Our eyes with grateful tears to overflow. 10 glorify in us thy saving name.

383. T. 9o. MY Saviour, thou thy love to me In want, in pain, in shame,hast shown; For me thou on th' accursed tree,

Didst by thy precious blood, atone: Thy death upon my heart impress, That nothing may it thence erase.

2 O that my heart, which open stands, May catch each drop, that tort'ring pain, Arm'd by my sins,'wrung from thy hands, Thy feet, thy head, thy ev'ry vein: That still my breast may heave with sighs Still tears of love o'erflow mine eyes: 3 O that I, like a little child,

May follow thee; nor ever rest, Till sweetly thou hast pour'd thy mild And lowly mind into my breast: O may I now and ever be One spirit, dearest Lord, with thee.

4 What in thy love possess I not? My Star by night, my Sun by day, My Spring of life, when parch'd with drought,

My Wine to cheer, my Bread to stay, My strength, my shield, my safe Abode, My Robe before the throne of God!

5 From all eternity with love

Unchangeable thou hast me view'd; Ere knew this beating heart to move, Thy tender mercies me pursu❜d: Ever with me may they abide, And close me in on ev'ry side.

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385.* T. 580. CHRIST, my Redeemer, Lord & God, How came I, sinner void of good,

To that blest company

Of ransom'd souls, who are in faith
United, grounded on thy death,

Why didst thou fix thy choice on me?
2 When I to thee for succor cry'd,
Thy bounty all my wants supply'd;.
I brought to thee a heart
So cold, that it seem'd scarcely fit
A spark of love divine t' admit;

But now 'tis kindled by thy smart. 3 Tho' I to mercy had no right, Yet I found favor in thy sight,

Like Magd'len at thy feet; So that I now, supremely blest, In thee have found true peace and rest, Yea happiness, and joy complete.

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THE Lord my Shepherd is and Guide,
Who kindly doth direct me;
For all my wants he will provide,

From dangers will protect me.
He leads me to a pasture-ground,
Where for my soul rich food is found,
The word of his salvation.

2 He guides my soul to living springs,
Where sweetly I'm refreshed;
His Spirit joy and comfort brings
To me whene'er abashed;
He leads me in the blessed way
Of his commandments, day by day,
To his name's praise and glory.
SA table for me he prepares,
My soul enjoys his favor;
And thus secur'd, no en'my dares
My God and me to sever:
His holy Spirit cheers my heart,
And changes ev'ry grief and smart
To joys unutterable.

4 His goodness and his mercies all
Will follow me for ever,
And I'll maintain my proper call,
To cleave to my dear Saviour,
And to his congregation here;
And when call'd home, I shall live there
With Christ, my soul's Redeemer.

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THY thoughts of peace o'er me, my
gracious Saviour,
Thy mercy, love, and patience, which

ne'er waver,
They are my comfort, prompt me to
prostration,
And adoration.

2 I am the chief of sinners, yea, the poorest

Of those, whom of thy favor thou assurest;

Thy goodness shown to me can't be expressed, Or duly praised.

3 Hadst thou not sought me first, and follow'd ever,

I had not come to thee, nor known thy favor;

When thou hadst found me, then with arms of mercy

Thou didst embrace me. 4 I thank thee with sincerest heart's affection,

That thou according to thy grace election,

Hast brought me to thy blood-bought congregation, Seal'd my Salvation.

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NONE but Christ, my Saviour,
Loves with matchless fervor;
This is surely true!
Souls in him believing,
And his blessings craving,
Taste them daily new;
Yea, his mercy
far exceeds
All to think or say we're able;
'Tis incomparable.

2 Weeping or rejoicing,
When from love arising,
He takes in good part;
Whoe'er cannot truly,
Holy, holy, holy,

Sing with cheerful heart,
O might he but contrite be!
Christ regards our mournful crying,
Inward groans and sighing.
3 Yea, his own he guideth,
Faithful he abideth,

Till his thoughts of peace
Fully are accomplish'd,
And our race here finish'd,

We shall see his face.
O rejoice with heart and voice,
Church of God, and praise for ever
His unbounded favor.

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ONE there is above all others,

Who deserves the name of Friend, His is love beyond a brother's,

Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once his kindness prove, Find it everlasting love!

2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood!
But our Jesus dy'd, to have us

Reconcil'd in him to God:
This was boundless love indeed!
Jesus is a Friend in need.
3 When he liv'd on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was his name,
Now to heav'nly glory raised

He rejoiceth in the same:
Still he calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.

4 Could we bear from one another,
What he daily bears from us?
Yet this glorious Friend and Brother
Loves us, tho' we treat him thus;
Tho' for good we render ill,
He accounts us brethren still.

5 Oh! for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We alas! forget too often,

What a Friend we have above; But when home our souls are brought We will love thee as we ought.

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JESUS, thy love exceeds by far
Thy love of earthly friends;
Bestows whate'er the sinner needs,
Is firm, and never ends,

2 My blessed Saviour, is thy love
So bounteous, great and free?
Behold I give my sinful heart,
My life, my all to thee.

3 No man of greater love can boast,
Than for his friend to die:
Thou for thy enemies wast slain,
What love with thine can vie?
4 Tho' in the very form of God,

With heav'nly glory crown'd,
Thou wouldst partake of human flesh,
Beset with troubles round.

5 And now, ev'n on thy throne above,
Thy love is still as great;
Well thou remember'st Calvary,
Ner canst thy death forget.

6 O Lord, I'll treasure in my soul
The mem'ry of thy love:
And thy dear name shall still to me
A grateful odor prove.

391. T. 90. JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, Sov'reign Creator, Lord of all, Since I in thee salvation find,.

Before thy cross I humbly fall: My Lord, my God, my soul's desire, With sacred flames my heart inspire.

2 How couldst thou love such worms as us?

Why didst thou look upon our race? Why didst thou die upon the cross ? What caus'd all this but boundless grace? 'Twas, dearest Lord, thy matchless love Which thee to save our souls did move. 3 O let thy pity thee constrain,

Pardon our sin, its pow'r subdue,
May all of us be born again,

Let on us shine thy cheering face,
Thy image in us all renew:
Give us to know thy saving grace.
4 Be thou our strength,be thou our song;
Be our exceeding great reward;
Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue,
Rejoice and triumph in the Lord:
Jesus, our boast shall be of thee,
In time, and in eternity.

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COME, Holy Ghost, inspire my song
With thy immortal flame;
And teach my heart, & teach my tongue,
The Saviour's lovely name.

2 The Saviour! O what endless charms
Dwell in the blissful sound!
Its influence ev'ry fear disarms,

And spreads sweet comfort round. 3 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusions flow, For guilty rebels lost by sin,

And doom'd to endless woe. 4 God's only Son, (stupendous grace!) Forsook his throne above;

And swift to save our wretched race, He flew on wings of love.

5 Th' almighty Former of the skies
Stoop'd to our vile abode ;
Whileangels view'dwithwond'ring eyes
And hail'd th' incarnate God.
6 O the rich depths of love divine!
Of bliss a boundless store:
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine,
I cannot wish for more.
7 On thee alone my hope relies,

Beneath thy cross I fall;
My Lord, my Life, my sacrifice,
My Saviour, and my All.

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