2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own, e 3 He dies:-the heav'ns in mourning stood! Blendon. Leeds. [*] The Power of the Gospel. THIS • Jehovah here resolves to shew o This sov'reign balm, whose virtues can Dry bones are rais'd, and cloth'd afresh, e While the wide world esteems it strange, HYMN 139. L. M. Sicilian. Pleyel's. [*] M'I read my duty in thy word, Y dear Redeemer, and my Lord, But in thy life the law appears, P. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def'rence to thy Father's willSuch love, and meekness so divine I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. -4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear HYMN 140. C. M. Mear. [*] • 1 G Within the vail; and see The saints above, how great their joys; p 2 Once they were mourning here below, With sins, and doubts, and fears. -3 I ask them, whence their vict'ry came; They, with united breath, o Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb- -4 They mark'd the footsteps he had trod, 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, While the long cloud of witnesses 1 HYMN 141. C. M. St. Martin's. [*] M Saviour God, my Sov'reign Prince, Reigns far above the skies; But brings his graces down to sense, And helps my faith to rise. 2 My eyes and ears shall bless his name; My touch and taste shall do the same, 5 Not choicest meats, nor noblest wines, As when my faith goes thro' the signs, 6 I love the Lord, who stoops so low, But the rich grace his hands bestow, HYMN 142. S. M. 1 Peckham. [b] Faith in Christ our Sacrifice. NOT Could give the guilty conscience peace, A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. And there confess my sin. The burdens thou didst bear,When hanging on the cursed tree,And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; s We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. 1 HYMN 143. C. M. Armley. [b*] WHAT diff'rent pow'rs of grace and sin Attend our mortal state? I hate the thoughts that work within, p 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die, o Now raise my songs of triumph high, For grace prevails again. -3 So darkness struggles with the light, Water and fire maintain the fight, 4 Thus will the flesh and spirit strive, G HYMN 144. L. M. Old Hundred. [*] Effusions of the Spirit: Success of the Gospel. 1 REAT was the day, the joy was great, When the divine disciples met; Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, And sat like tongues of cloven flame. e 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! And pow'r to give, and pow'r to save! Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. -3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth, o From east to west, from south to north; d "Go-and assert your Saviour's cause; "Go-spread the myst'ry of his cross." -4 These weapons of the holy war, Of what almighty force they areTo make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low! 5 Nations, the learned and the rude, Are by those heav'nly arms subdu'd: While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. And sing the vict'ries of his word. HYMN 145. C. M. Barby. [*] Sight through a glass, and Face to Face. 1I Through which my Lord is seen; And long to meet my Saviour's face, e 2 Oh, that the happy hour were come, -I should behold my Lord at home, o 3 Haste, my Beloved, and remove -Then shall my passions all be love, HYMN 146. L. M. Babylon. Carthage. [b] 1 1M He burns within with restless fires; Tost to and fro, his passions fly 2 In vain on earth we hope to find To change the place, but keep the pain. Cure the vile fever of the mind, HYMN 147. C. M. Barby. [*] 1 ["N Said the Creator Lord: At once th' obedient earth and skies 2 (Dark was the deep: the waters lay He call'd the light; the new born day 3 He bids the clouds ascend on high; A wat'ry treasure to the sky, 4 The liquid element below, |