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So God's Own Son came down to die,
And bought our Lives with Blood.

6 Love is the Grace that keeps her Pow'r
In all the Realms above;

There Faith and Hope are known no more, But Saints for ever love.

CXXXIV. Religion vain without Love, 1 Cor. xii. 1-3.

HADI the Tongues of Greeks and Jews,

And nobler Speech than Angels use,

If Love be abfent I am found

Like tinkling Brafs, an empty Sound.

2 Were I infpir'd to preach and tell
All that is done in Heav'n and Hell;
Or could my Faith the World remove;
Still I am nothing without Love.
3 Should I diftribute all my Store
To feed the Bowels of the Poor,
Or give my Body to the Flame
To gain a Martyr's glorious Name;

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If Love to GOD and Love to Men
Be abfent, all my Hopes are vain :

Nor Tongues, nor Gifts, nor fiery Zeal,
The Work of Love can e'er fulfil.

CXXXV. The Love of CHRIST shed abroad in the Heart, Eph. iii. 16, &c.

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Ome, dearest LORD defcend and dwell By Faith and Love in ev'ry Breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The Joys that cannot be exprefs'd.

2 Come, fill our Hearts with inward Strength,
Make our enlarged Souls poffefs,

And learn the Height, and Breadth, and Length,
Of thine unmeasurable Grace.

3 Now to the GOD whofe Pow'r can do,

More than our Thoughts and Wishes know,
Be everlasting Honours done

By all the Church, thro' CHRIST his Son.

CXXXVI. Sincerity and Hypocrify: or,
Formality in Worship, John iv. 24.
Pfalm cxxix. 23, 24.

GOD is a Spirit, Juft and Wife,

He fees our inmoft Mind;

In vain to Heav'n we raise our Cries,
And leave our Souls behind.

2 Nothing but Truth before his Throne

With Honour can appear,

The painted Hypocrites are known
Thro' the Difguife they wear.

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Their lifted Eyes falute the Skies,
Their bended Knees the Ground;
But GoD abhors the Sacrifice,

Where not the Heart is found.

4 LORD, fearch my Thoughts and try my Ways, Soul fincere;

And make my

Then fhall I ftand before thy Face,
And find Acceptance there.

CXXXVII. Salvation by Grace in CHRIST, 2 Tim. i. 9, 10.

I OW to the Pow'r of God fupreme
Be everlasting Honours giv'n,

He faves from Hell, (we blefs his Name)
He calls our wand'ring Feet to Heav'n.
2 Not for our Duties or Deferts,
But of his own abounding Grace,
He works Salvation in our Hearts,
And forms a People for his Praise.
3 'Twas his own Purpofe that begun
To rescue Rebels doom'd to die?

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gave us Grace in CHRIST his Son, Before he spread the starry Sky.

4 JESUS the LORD appears at laft,

And makes his Father's Counfels known;
Declares the great Tranfactions past,
And brings immortal Bleffings down.

5 He dies; and in that dreadful Night-
Did all the Pow'rs of Hell destroy ;
Rifing he brought our Heav'n to light,
And took Poffeffion of the Joy.

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CXXXVIII. Saints in the Hands of CHRIST,

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John x. 28, 29.

IRM as the Earth thy Gospel stands,
My LORD, my Hope, my Trust;

If I am found in JESUS' Hands,
My Soul can ne'er be loft.

2 His Honour is engag'd to fave
The meanest of his Sheep;
All that his heav'nly Father gave
His Hands fecurely keep.

3 Nor Death nor Hell fhall e'er remove
His Fav rites from his Breaft ;'
In the dear Bofom of his Love
They must for ever reft,

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CXXXIX. Hope in the Covenant: or, God's
Promife and Truth unchangeable,

Heb. vi. 17-19.

OW oft have Sin and Satan ftrove

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To rend my Soul from Thee my GOD?

But everlasting is thy Love,

And JESUS feals it with his Blood.

2 The Oath and Promife of the LORD,
Join to confirm the wond'rous Grace;
Eternal Pow'r performs the Word,
And fills all Heav'n with endless Praife.

3 Amidst Temptations fharp and long,
My Soul to this dear Refuge flies;

Hope is my Anchor firm and ftrong,
While Tempests blow and Billows rise.
4 The Gofpel bears my Spirits up;
A faithful and unchanging GoD
Lays the Foundation for my Hope,
In Oaths and Promises and Blood.

CXL. A living and a dead Faith; collected from feveral Scriptures.

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Iftaken Souls that dream of Heav'n,
And make their empty Boast
Of inward Joys, and Sins forgiv'n,
While they are Slaves to Luft.
2 Vain are our Fancies, airy Flights,
If Faith be cold and dead;
None but a living Pow'r unites
To CHRIST the living Head..
3 'Tis Faith that changes all the Heart ;
Tis Faith that works by Love;
That bids all finful Joys depart,

And lifts the 'T'houghts above.

4 'Tis Faith that conquers Earth and Hell: By a celeftial Pow'r;

This is the Grace that shall prevail

In the decifive Hour.

5 Faith muft obey her Father's Will,
As well as truft his Grace;

A pard'ning God is jealous still
For his own Holiness.

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