WILSTON 8s, 7s, D. J. W. ELLIOTT Hail,my ev - er blessed Jesus! On- ly Thee I wish to sing; To my soul Thy name is be pre- cious, Thou my Pro phet, Priest,and King, O what mer- cy flows from Heaven, what joy and hap-piness! Love I much, I've much forgiven; I'm a mir- a- cle of grace. 542 HAIL, my ever blessed Jesus! O what joy and happiness! 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay, My Redeemer's tenderness. 3 Shout, ye bright, angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above, While, astonished, I admire God's free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received Him Filled my soul with joy and peace. Love I much, I've much forgiven; I'm a miracle of grace. John Wingrove 1785 543 FRIEND of sinners! Lord of glory! Lowly, Mighty!-Brother, King!-Musing o'er Thy wondrous story, Grateful we Thy praises sing: Friend to help us, cheer us, save us, In whom power and pity blend— Praise we must the grace which gave us Jesus Christ, the sinners' Friend. 2 Friend who never fails nor grieves us, Faithful, tender, constant, kind!Friend who at all times receives us, Friend who came the lost to find!Sorrow soothing, joys enhancing, Loving until life shall endThen conferring bliss entrancing, Still, in heaven, the sinners' Friend! 3 O to love and serve Thee better! From all evil set us free; Break, Lord, every sinful fetter; Be each thought conformed to Thee: Looking for Thy bright appearing, May our spirits upward tend; Till no longer doubting, fearing, We behold the sinners' Friend! Newman Hall 1859 |