And, if he speaks a promise once,
Eternal grace is sure.
3 His seed for ever shall
A throne above the skies;
The meanest subject of his grace
Shall to that glory rise.
4 Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways
Are sung by all above;
And all on earth their songs shall raise
To thine unchanging love.
HYMN 241. C. M. [#]
Light of Truth.
1 THE new-born world, immersed in night,
In gloomy horrors lay;
Jehovah said, Let there be light,
And poured the boundless day.
2 Thus o'er the greater world, within,
Let beams immortal shine;
Disperse, O Lord, the clouds of sin,
And spread a dawn divine.
3 Attendant on this sacred light,
Celestial fire impart,
And let the ray, that guides my sight,
Inflame my frozen heart.
4 Thus all the powers, this spirit knows,
Shall to my God be given :
Sweet, as when Aaron's incense rose
In fragrant clouds to heaven.
1 THUS spake the Saviour, when he sent His ministers to preach his word: They through the world obedient went, And spread the gospel of their Lord: 2 Go forth, ye heralds, in my name; Bid all the world my grace receive; The gospel jubilee proclaim,
And call them to repent and live.
3 The joyful news to all impart,
And teach them where salvation lies;
Bind up the broken, bleeding heart,
And wipe the tear from weeping eyes.
4 Be wise as serpents where you go,
But harmless as the peaceful dove,
And let your heaven-taught conduct show
That you're commissioned from above.
5 All power is vested in my hands;
I will protect you and defend;
Whilst thus you follow my commands,
I'm with you till the world shall end.
HYMN 243. S. M. [#]
Gospel Preachers.
1 How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill,
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
2 How charming is their voice!
How sweet the tidings are!
Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
He reigns and triumphs here.
3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found.
4 How highly blest our eyes,
That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad:
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour, and their God.
HYMN 244. C. M. [#]
Gospel Feast.
1 ON Zion, his most holy mount,
God will a feast prepare,
And Israel's sons, and Gentile lands,
Shall in the banquet share.
2 Marrow and fatness are the food
His bounteous hand bestows;
Wine on the lees, and well refined,
In rich abundance flows.
3 See, to the vilest of the vile
A free acceptance given;
See rebels, by renewing grace,
Become the heirs of heaven.
4 The pained, the sick, the dying, now
To ease and health restored,
With eager appetites partake
The plenties of the board.
5 But, O, what draughts of bliss unknown,
What dainties, shall be given,
When, with the millions round the throne,
We join the feast of heaven!
6 There joys, immeasurably high,
Shall overflow the soul,
And springs of life, that never dry,
In thousand channels roll.
HYMN 245. L. M. [#]
Provisions of Grace.
1 How rich are thy provisions, Lord!
Thy table furnished from above!
The fruits of life o'erspread the board,
The cup o'erflows with heavenly love.
2 Thine ancient family, the Jews,
Were first invited to the feast:
We humbly take what they refuse,
And Gentiles thy salvation taste.
3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame,
And help was far, and death was nigh;
But, at the gospel call, we came,
And every want received supply.
4 Our everlasting love is due
To him that ransomed sinners lost,
And pitied rebels, when he knew
The vast expense his love would cost.
HYMN 246. L. M. [#]
Gospel Provisions.
1 LORD, we adore thy bounteous hand,
Which spread for us this solemn feast :
The riches of thy gospel stand
Open to every willing guest.
2 The cup is filled with living wine
Pressed from celestial fruits above,
And flows, to man, in every clime
In streams of everlasting love.
3 Then, O my soul, adore and praise
Your God, who doth these blessings bring; Attune your harps to heavenly lays,
And shout hosannas to your King.
HYMN 247. 8. 7. M. [#]
Sinners entreated.
1 SINNERS, will you scorn the
Sent in mercy from above?
Every sentence O how tender!
Every line is full of love :
Listen to it;
Every line is full of love.
2 Hear the heralds of the gospel
News from Zion's King proclaim,
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