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3 By his blood shed,—The Lamb hath
T, 159, paid
I'M overcome with humble shame,
And blushes fill my face,
And when my faith can trace
How Jesus paid my ransom price,
himself a sacrifice : 4 .His cries and pray’rs,—His bitter I ever wish to be.
My gracious Saviour, near to thee tears, His bloody sweat,
2 'Tis then, with happy John, I view And all his torments great,
His body, mark'd with scars ; His stripes and ev'ry wound, --Abound Like Mary, 1 his feet bedew With life and grace,-Yea lasting bliss:
With floods of sinner-tears; From Golgotha
I'm struck with this most charming sight My soul would never stray.
The Lamb of God is my delight,
The glory of the Trinity
In him by faith I see.
Healing wounds, and bitter death, Here would I ever stay,
With Jesus night and day:
T. 166. For thy cross--whereby for us
WHAT praise unto the Lamb is due !
How should this themeoursouls inspire
When we his boundless love review,
And see him in his blood expire!
Who can describe how much he lov'd,
Or paint that strong and fervent zeal, 3 What can we now give to thee, With which his tender heart was mov'd, For thy unexampled love!
When he sustain'd the
pangs We're unclean-and full of sin, Till thou dost our guilt remove;
2 While others make the law their aim, All that's good in us, we own,
Thence count their gain, thence Is not ours, but thine alone;
mourn their loss, Unto us belongeth shame;
We'll know, and seek no other name But all glory to thy name.
Than Jesus bleeding on the cross; 4 Thro' thy grace --may we always Jesus, the mourning sinner's feast,
The true believer's only Good;
He longs to give, we long to taste
Our meatand drink his flesh and blood.
Thy bleeding wounds within my
And make thy dying love my law, 'Midst the ransopt'd hosts adore . Till sin is wholly dispossest:
I'm IS LOE
Wi 1 Coast
By grace alone we wish to-live, 2 O may I humbly onward move,
Nor from the law seek ease again; While dying here I stay,
Which before the cross I spend, Ever new to us!
Nothing e'er divert our spirit;
Mercy's streams, in streams of blood; All we think or do.
Low before his cross to lie; Time's numberless dimensions,
Floating in his languid eye. But nothing hath so struck me,
To GolgothA:0! God be prais’d!
With my tears his feet I'll bathe; Your grateful lauds to Jesus raise,
Life deriving from his death. For he became a sacrifice,
Procuring our salvation.
With our Saviour,
Blessed be his name for ever!
And give him thanks and praise! Lamb!
And own with wonder filld, We, sinful worms, with humble shame
Made me thy pardon'd child. For us thy soul was sore dismay'd, 3 Still be thy wounds to me more dear,
For us thy body was tormented, More precious ev'ry day;
For us thou bowd'st thy sacred head, Till I at thy pierc'd feet appear,
Thus, by thy death, death's power Dress'd in thy bright array.
Now fix our hearts and eyes 376.* T. 14
On this thy sacrifice;
Hath done for worthless me, But be it always clear,
From judgment us to free for ever.
XXI. Of the Love of JESUS.
382*. THOU Source of love, thcu sinners' WHOM dear Redeemer, dost thou Friend,
love? Thy mercy who can comprehend? What doth thy highest pleasure prove ? Who ever can presume to say, Whom dost thou favor, cheer,and bless, He lov'd, erethou badst shown the way! And call to endless happiness? Thou, who hast lov'd us from eternity, Thou whoartholy, great, unchangeable, Doth raise within us genuine love to the mighty God, yet our Immanuel! thee.
2 Theanswer humble thanks doth claim, 2 Such unexampled, boundless grace And fills our souls with conscious Doth fill our souls with deep amaze, shame: ThatGod, who earth and heaven made, - I love thee, sinner, come to me, Should be in human flesh array'd, I will receive thee graciously; Thereby to save lost man from death Tho' thou be sinful, ready to despair, and hell
Thou shalt my pardon, help and glory Whodid so basely'gainst his Lord rebel!
share." 3 Thy love, which always is the same, 3 What wonder in the soul takes place, Can ev'n the coldest hearts inflame,
When we survey thy boundless grace! Yea, they must feel a kindling ray,
To know our own depraved heart, Dissolve in tears and melt away;
And thy great name, and what thou art, Thymercy, Lord, issuch an endless store, And yet to find thee still so gracious Man's reason here must silently adore.
prove; 4 However weak and helpless we,
This makes us sink abas'd with shame However pow'rful sin may be,
and love. Thou art our Strength in ev'ry case ; 4 We all know who, and what we are, Thro' thy support and aiding grace And all with one consent declare, We firmly trust that we shall con. That we no good in us could find qu'rors prove,
To move thee, Lord, to be so kind : Since thou dost give us vict'ry from Yet many here with inward rapture feel above.
Thy Spirit's unction, and assuring seal. 5 Lo, we fall down with filial fear,
5.O ground us deeper still in thee,
And set each cold and lifeless heart on
. Since grace and truth is our hearts' -to glow,
wish and aim, Oureyes with grateful tears to overflow.IO glorify in us thy saving name.
383.* T: 90.
2 Weak, helpless babes, 'tis true weare,
Poor sinners, but from guilt mąde clear;
In want, in pain, in shamę,hast shown; Which did for all our sins atone,
Didst by thy. precious blood, atone: From thence the quick’ning pow's
3 And now we nothing can reply,
That vile and wretched as we are,
Thy feet, thy head, thy ev'ry vein : To thee is due eternal praise.
with sighs 4 When we thy boundless love survey,
Our eyes with tears o'erflow,
And him to follow here below.
Of ransom'd souls, who are in faith
Why didst thou fix thy choice on me?
2 When I lo thee for succor cry'd, 5 From all eternity with love
Thý bounty all my wants supply'd;
I brought to thee a heart
A spark of love divine t'admit;
3 Tho' I to mercy had no right,
In weakness be thy love my pow'r;
Like Magd'len at thy feet;
Yea happiness, and joy complete.
Who kindly doth direct me;
For all iny wants he will provide, To save our souls from death : From dangers will protect me. We humbly at thy feet fall down, He leads me to a pasture-ground, And thee thy body's Saviour own,
Where for soul rich food is found, On whom we firmly trust by faith. The word of his salvation.
2 He guides my soul to living springs,
NONE but Christ, my Saviour,
Loves with matchless fervor ;
This is surely true! Of his commandments, day by day,
Souls in him believing, To his name's praise and glory.
And his blessings craving,
Taste them daily new; S A table for me he prepares,
Yea, his mercy far exceeds My soul enjoys his favor;
All to think or say we're able; And thus secur'd, no en’my dares
'Tis incomparable. My God and me to sever : His holy Spirit-cheers my heart,
2 Weeping or rejoicing, And changes ev'ry grief and smart
When from love arising, To joys unutterable.
He takes in good part;
Whoe'er cannot truly, 4 His goodness and his mercies all
Holy, holy, holy, Will follow me for ever,
Sing with cheerful heart,
O might he but contrite be!
3 Yea, his own he guideth,
Till his thoughts of peace
Fully are accomplish'd, THY thoughts of peace o'er mej my And our race here finishd, gracious Saviour,
We shall see his face. Thy mercy, love, and patience, which O rejoice with heart and voice, ne'er waver,
Church of God, and praise for ever They are my comfort, prompt me to His unbounded favor. prostration, And adoration,
389. 2 I am the chief of sitiners, yea, the
T. 89. poorest
ONE there is above all others,
His is love beyond a brother's,
expressed, Or duly praised. They who once his kindness prové, 3 Hadst thou not sought me first, and
Find it everlasting love! follow d ever,
2 Which of all our friends, to save us, I had not come to thee, nor known Could or would have shed his blood!.. thy favor;
But our Jesus dy'd, to have us When thou hadst found me, then with Reconcil'd in him to God: arms of mercy
This was boundless love indeed! Thou didst embrace me. Jesus is a Friend in need. 4 I thank thee with sincerest heart's 3 When he liv'd on earth abased, affection,
Friend of sinners was his name, That thou according to thy grace Now to heav'nly glory raised election,
He rejoiceth in the same:
congregation,' Seal'd my Salvation. And to all their wants attends.