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5 In vain we boast perfection here,
While sin defiles our frame,
And sinks our virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the name.
6 Our faith, and love, and every grace,
Fall far below thy word;
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
A Saviour seen in the Scriptures.
1 NOW let my soul, eternal King,
To thee its grateful tribute bring;
My knee with humble homage bow;
My tongue perform its solemn vow.
2 All nature sings thy boundless love,
In worlds below, and worlds above;
But in thy blessed word I trace
Diviner wonders of thy grace.
3 There what delightful truths I read !
There I behold the Saviour bleed;
His name salutes my listening ear,
Revives my heart, and checks my fear.
4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease,
And gives my laboring conscience peace;
There lifts my grateful passions high,
And points to mansions in the sky.
5 For love like this, O, let my song,
Through endless years, thy praise prolong;
Let distant climes thy name adore,
Till time and nature are no more.
A written Revelation.
1 LET everlasting glories crown
Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord; Thy hands have brought salvation down, And stored the blessings in thy word.
2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon;
With long despair the spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Christ alone.
3 How well thy blessed truths agree!
How wise and holy thy commands!
Thy promises, how firm they be!
How firm our hope and comfort stands !
4 Should all the forms that men devise
Assault my faith with treacherous art,
I'd call them vanity and lies,
And bind the gospel to my heart.
Love of the Scriptures.
1 O, HOW I love thy holy law!
"Tis daily my delight;
And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.
2 My waking eyes prevent the day,
To meditate thy word;
My soul with longing melts away,
To hear thy gospel, Lord.
3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, And well employ my tongue,
And, through my weary pilgrimage,
Yield me a heavenly song.
4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop,
Thy promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope,
And there I write thy praise.
Superiority of the Scriptures.
O LORD, thy perfect word
Directs our steps aright;
Nor can all other books afford
Such profit or delight.
2 Celestial light it sheds,
To cheer this vale below;
To distant lands its glory spreads,
And streams of mercy flow.
3 True wisdom it imparts;
Commands our hope and fear;
O, may we hide it in our hearts.
And feel its influence there.
The Books of Nature and Scripture.
1 BEHOLD, the lofty sky
Declares its Maker, God,
And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach his name.
3 In every different land
Their general voice is known;
They show the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye Christian lands, rejoice;
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature's voice
To bid us know the Lord.
Preciousness of the Bible.
1 HOW precious is the book divine,
By inspiration given!
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.
2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light, and joy, it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.
3 This lamp, through all the tedious night
Of life, shall guide our way,
Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.
Sufficiency of the Scriptures.
1 GREAT God, with wonder and with praise On all thy works I look ;
But still thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in thy book.
2 Here are my choicest treasures hid;
Here my best comfort lies;
Here my desires are satisfied;
And here my hopes arise.
3 Lord, make me understand thy law;
Show what my faults have been;
And from thy gospel let me draw
The pardon of my sin.
L. P. M.
Delight and Instruction from the Bible. 1 I LOVE the volume of thy word; What light and joy those leaves afford
To souls benighted and distressed!
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way;
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray;
Thy promise leads my heart to rest.
2 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blesséd gospel, Lord,
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And gives a free, but large reward.
3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts?
My God, forgive my secret faults,
And from presumptuous sins restrain;
Accept my poor attempts of praise,
That I have read thy book of grace,
And book of nature, not in vain.
The Bible the Light of the World.
1 WHAT glory gilds the sacred page!
Majestic, like the sun,
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.
2 The power that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
Its truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.
3 Let everlasting thanks be thine
For such a bright display
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.
The Glory of the Word.
1 A GLORY in the word we find,
When grace restores our sight;
But sin has darkened all the mind,
And veiled the heavenly light.
2 When God the Spirit clears our view,
How bright the doctrines shine!
Their holy fruits and sweetness show
The Author is divine.
3 How blest are we with open face
To view thy glory, Lord,
And all thy image here to trace
Reflected in thy word!
4 O, teach us, as we look, to grow
In holiness and love,
That we may long to see and know
Thy glorious face above.