But pleasures more refin'd
Awaited that blest day,
When light arose upon our mind
To chase our sins away.

5 How various and how new
Are thy compassions, Lord!
Eternity thy truth shall shew,
And all thy love record.

362.

(117.)

C. M.

Joy for salvation.

SALVATION, O the joyful sound!

"Tis music to our ears; A sovreign balm for ev'ry A cordial for our fears

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay:
But we arise by grace divine,
To see a heav'nly day.

3 Salvation! let the echo fly

ound,

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

363.

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C. M.

Joy in the Holy Ghost. Luke i. 46,

MY soul doth magnify the Lord,
My spirit doth rejoice

In God, my Saviour, and my God;
I hear his joyful voice.

21 need not go abroad for joy,

Who have a feast at home;

My sighs are now turn'd into songs,→
The Comforter is come.

3 Down from on high, the blessed Dove
Is come into my breast,

To witness God's eternal love;
This is my heav'nly feast.

There is a stream that issues forth
From God's eternal thine,

And from the Lamb, a living stream,
Clear as the crystal stone.

5 That stream doth water paradise;
It makes the angels sing;
One cordial drop revives my heart;
Hence all my joys do spring.

L. M.

364. Repentance and free Pardon; or, Justifi

cation and Sanctification.
1 BLEST is the man, for ever bless'd,
Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God,
Whose sins with sorrow ae confess'd,
And cover'd with his Saviour's blood.
2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord
Imputes not his iniquities,

He pleads no merit of reward,
And not on works, but grace relies.

3 From guile his heart and lips are free,
His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith sincere.

4 How glorious is that righteousness
That hides and cancels all his sins!
While a bright evidence of grace
'Through his whole life appears and shines.

365.

1

L. M.

Happy in the Salvation of God. Psalma
xlvi. 4.

INDULGENT God! to Thee I raise
My spirit fraught with joy and praise:
Grateful I bow before thy throne,

My debt of mercy there to own.

2 Rivers descending, Lord! from Thee,
Perpetual glide to solace me:

Their varied virtues to rehearse,
Demands an everlasting verse.

And yet there is, beyond the rest,
One stream-the widest and the best-
Salvation! Lo, the purple flood

Rolls rich with my Redeemer's blood,

4 I taste-delight succeeds to wo;
I bathe-no waters cleanse me so:
Such joy and purity to share,
I would remain enraptur'd there.

5 Till death shall give this soul to know
The fulness sought in vain below;-
The fulness of that boundless sea
Whence flow'd the river down to me.

My soul-with such a scene in view-
Bids mortals joys a glad adieu;
Nor dreads a few chastising woes
Sent with such love-so soon to close.

366.

L. M.

The New Convert.

THE new-born child of gospel grace,

Like some fair tree when summer's nigh,

Beneath Emmanuel's shining face,

Lifts up his blooming branch on high,

2 No fear he feels, he sees no foes,
No conflict yet his faith employs,
Nor has he learnt to whom he owes
The strength and peace his soul enjoys,

3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting,
And comforts sinking day by day;
What seem'd his own, a self-fed spring,
Proves but a brook that glides away.

When Gideon arm'd his numerous host,
The Lord soon made his numbers less:
And said, lest Israel vainly boast,
"My arm procured me this success.”

5 Thus will he bring our spirits down, And draw our ebbing comforts low, That saved by grace, but not our own, We may not claim the praise we owe.

367.

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(258.) S. M.
Heavenly joy on earth.
COME, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Whilst ye surround the throne.
Let those refuse to sing,
Who never knew our God:
But servants of the heav'nly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The God, who rules on high,
Who all the earth surveys,
Who rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas:

5

This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our love;

He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs,
To carry us above.

There we shall see his face,

And never, never sin!

There, from the rivers of his grace,

Drink endless pleasures in.

6 Yea, and before we rise
To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

The men of grace have found
Glory begun below.

Celestial fruit on earthly ground

From faith and hope may grow.

Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry:

We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high.

L. M.

(262.) 368. The privileges of the sons of God. INOT all the nobles of the earth,

Who boast the honours of their birth, Such real dignity can claim,

As those who bear the Christian name. 2 To them the privilege is giv'n,

To be the sons and heirs of heav'n;
Sons of the God who reigns on high,
And heirs of joy beyond the sky.
3 His will he makes them early know,
And teaches their young feet to go;
Whispers instruction to their minds,
And on their hearts his precepts binds.
Their daily wants his hands supply:
Their steps he guards with watchful eye
Leads them from earth to heav'n above,
And crowns them with eternal love.

5 If I've the honour, Lord! to be
One of this num'rous family:
On me the gracious gift bestow,
To call thee Abba, Father, too.

6 So may my conduct ever prove
My filial piety and love!

Whilst all my brethren clearly trace
Their Father's likeness on my face.

(265.) C. M.

369. The pleasures of a pure conscience.
10 happy soul that lives on high!
While men lie grov'ling here,

His hopes are fix'd above the sky,
And faith forbids his fear

2 His conscience knows no secret stings}}
While grace and joy combine