Imatges de pàgina

6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls

Accept thine offered grace;
We bless the great Redeemer's love,

And give the Father praise. 65

S. M.

St. Thomas.
RAISE your triumphant songs

To an immortal tune,
Let all the earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace has done.
2 Sing how eternal love

Its chief beloved chose,
And bade him raise our ruined race

From their abyss of woes. р

3 His hand no thunder bears,

No terror clothes his brow,
No bolts to drive our guilty souls

To fiercer flames below.
4 'Twas mercy filled the throne,

And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down

To rebels doomed to die.
5 Now, sinners, dry your tears,

Let hopeless sorrows cease ;
Bow to the sceptre of his love,

And take the offered peace.
P 6 Lord, we obey thy call;

We lay an humble claim

To the salvation thou hast brought, f And love and praise thy name. H. M.

Murray. 66

Proclamation of the Gospel. mp"

HARK-hark--the notes of joy,

Roll o'er the heavenly plains!
And seraphs find employ,

For their sublimest strains.
Some new delight in heaven is known,

Loud ring the harps around the throne. mp" 2 Hark-hark—the sounds draw nigh,

The joyful hosts descend;
Jesus forsakes the sky,

To earth his footsteps bend,
He comes to bless our fallen race,
He comes with messages of grace.



3 Bear-bear the tidings round,

Let every mortal know
What love in God is found,

What pity he can show-
Ye winds that blow-ye waves that roll,
Bear the glad news from pole to pole!

4 Strike-strike the harps again,

To great Immanuel's name;
Arise, ye sons of men,

And loud his grace proclaim.
Angels and men, wake every string,
'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing !

C. M. Cambridge, Marlow. 67

The Gospel hailed.
SALVATION!-oli, the joyful sound !

"Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,

A cordial for our fears.
P 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell's dark door we lay ;-
But we arise by grace divine,

To see a heavenly day.
f 3 Salvation !-let the echo fly

The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

L. M. Uxbridge. Duke Street. 68

The Object of the Gospel.
THIS is the word of truth and love,
Sent to the nations from above:
Jehovah here resolves to show
What his almighty grace can do.
2 This remedy did wisdom find,
To heal diseases of the mind;
This sovereign balm, whose virtues can
Restore the ruined creature, man.
3 The gospel bids the dead revive;
Sinners obey the voice, and live:
Dry bones are raised, and clothed afresh,
And hearts of stone are turned to flesh.
4 May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze, and hate me too ;
The word that saves me does engage
A sure defence from all their rage.

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L. M. Alfreton. Dunstas 69

The Gospel originating in Sovereign Mercy.
GOD, in the gospel of his Son,
Makes his eternal counsels known:
Here love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
2 Here sinners, of an humble frame,
May taste his grace, and learn his name;
May read, in characters of blood,
The wisdom, power, and grace of God.
3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes
A brighter world beyond the skies;
Here shines the light which guides our way
From earth to realms of endless day.
4 Oh! grant us grace, almighty Lord !
To read, and mark thy holy word ;
Its truths with meekness to receive,
And by its holy precepts live.

C. M. Canterbury. Barby. 170

Salvation by Grace.
р LORD, we confess our numerous faults,

How great our guilt has been;
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,

And all our lives were sin.
2 But, oh my soul, forever praise,

Forever love his name,
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways

Of folly, sin, and shame.
3 'Tis not by works of righteousness,

Which our own hands have done;
But we are saved by sovereign grace,

Abounding through his Son.
4 'Tis from the mercy of our God,

That all our hopes begin:
'Tis by the water, and the blood,

Our souls are washed from sin.
p 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death,

Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is sent down to breathe

On such dry bones as we.
6 Raised from the dead, we live anew :

And justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,

And see our Father's face.

L. M,

NOW to the power of God supreme

Be everlasting honors given ;
He saves from hell-we bless his name,

He calls our wandering feet to heaven.
2 Not for our duties, or deserts,

But of his own abundant grace,
He works salvation in our hearts,

And forms a people for his praise.
3 'Twas his own purpose that begun

To rescue rebels doomed to die;
He gave us grace in Christ his Son,

Before he spread the starry sky.
4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last,

And makes his Father's counsels known; Declares the great transaction past,

And brings immortal blessings down. P 5 He dies—and in that dreadfu! night,

Did all the powers of hell destroy ; f He rose! and brought our heaven to light,

And took possession of the joy. 172

S. M. Silver Street, Peptonville,
GRACE !-tis a charming sound !

Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.
2 Grace first contrived a way,

To save rebellious man;
And all its steps that grace display

Which drew the wondrous plan.
3 Grace taught my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road :
And new supplies each hour I meet,

While pressing on to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown,

Through everlasting days:
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

C. M. Lanesboro'. Princeton. 73

The divine Character exhibited in the Gospel
FATHER, how wide thy glory shines !

How high thy wonders rise!

Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousand through the skies.
2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,

Their motions speak thy skill ;
And on the wings of every hour,

We read thy patience still.
3 But when we view thy strange design

To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms ;-
4 Here the whole Deity is known,

Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone-

The justice or the grace.
5 Now, the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains ;
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choicest strains.
6 Oh, may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song!
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue.


L. M.

Park Street. 74

Nativity of the Saviour.
WAKE, O my soul, and hail the morn,
For unto us a Saviour's born;
See, how the angels wing their way,
To usher in the glorious day !

2 Hark! what sweet music—what a song< Sounds from the bright, celestial throng! р $weet song-whose melting sounds impart mf Joy to each raptured, listening heart.

3 Come, join the angels in the sky,
Glory to God who reigns on high;
Let peace and love on earth abound,

While time revolves and years roll round. 175


Adullum. Pllton. HARK !-the herald angels sing, “ Glory to the new-born King !

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