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Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine
And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear,
And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
Salvation is of Grace.
Merits everlasting pain;
Has redeemed the world again.
Shall in life, through Jesus reign.
Ask, “0 why such love to me?"
Of the Saviour's family:
Thanks, eternal thanks to thee!
And shall never, never cease;.
Make me walk in
All the paths of holiness. 4 When I quit this feeble mansion,
And my soul returns to thee; Let the power of thy ascension
Manifest itself in me; Through thy Spirit,
Give the final victory!
When my soul and body join;
Bright in majesty divine;
L. M. 322.
• Redlemption by Christ alone. 1 Pet. i. 18, 10. 1 ENSLAV'D by sin, and bound in chains
Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, And doom'd to everlasting pains,
We wretched guilty captives lay.
Nor the whole world's collected store
A thousand worlds were all too poor.
An all-sufficient ransom paid:
For vile rebellious traitors shed. & Jesus the sacrifice became
To rescue guilty souls from hell:
Beneath avenging justice fell.
O may our grateful hearts adore
S. TRUE FAITH ACCOMPANIED BY A HOLY LIFE 323.
(305.) C. M.
A living faith necessary.
And make their empty boast
While they are slaves to lust! 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead;
To Christ the living Head:
A faith that works by love;
And lifts the thoughts above.
To perfect holiness.
4. ADDRESSES TO CHRIST, AND GRATITUDE FOR
P. M. 324. The unsearchable Love of Christ. Ephes
When shall I find my willing heart
All taken up by Thee!
The love of Christ to me.
The first-born sons of light
cannot reach the mystery,
3 Othat I could for ever sit,
Be this my happy choice,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice.
The dear Redeemer's breast! From care and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest.
P. M. 325.
Miracle of Grace. Luke xix. 10 ! HAIL! my ever blessed Jesus,
Only thee I wish to sing;
Thou my prophet, priest, and king. 2 0! what mercy flows from heaven,
O, what joy and happiness!
I'm a miracle of grace,
Unconcern'd in sin I lay;
Till my Saviour pass'd this way. 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven,
My Redeemer's tenderness;
I'm a miracle of grace,
Praise the Lamb enthron'd above;
God's free grace and boundless love 6 That blest moment I receiv'd him, Filld my soul with jov and peace;
Love I much? I've much forgiven,
P. M. 326.
Excellency of Christ. Isaiah xxxv. % 10 COULD I speak the matchless worth,
O could I sound the glories forth
In notes almost divine.
Of sin and wrath divine;
My soul shall ever shine.
Exalted on his throne:
Make all his glories known.
And I shall see his face:
C. M. 327. Praise for the Fountain opened. Zecho
xiii. 1. 1 THERE IS . fountain fill'd with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners plung'd beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains. ? The dying thief rejoic'd to see
That fountain in his day;