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Full of mercy to restore us,
Mercy beaming from above. 3 Every secret fault confessing,
Deed unrighteous, thought of sin,
within ! Heart and voice with rapture swelling,
Still the song of glory raise;
Join the universal praise.
HYMN 268. C. M. [#]
Excellency of Scripture.
What endless glory shines ;
For these celestial lines.
Exhaustless riches find;
And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a rich repast;
Invite the longing taste.
4 O may these heavenly pages be
My study and delight;
Be thou forever near ;
And view my Saviour there.
HYMN 269. C. M. [#]
I come to thee, my Lord;
But in thy holy word.
Does all my grief assuage ;
In every sacred page.
To wash me from my sin;
Nor danger dwells therein.
Where sense and reason fail ;
Through all this gloomy vale.
These roving feet command,
That leads to thy right hand.
HYMN 270. C. M.
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Majestic like the sun !
It gives, but borrows none.
His gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise ;
They rise, but never set.
For such a bright display,
With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The paths of truth and love;
In brighter worlds above.
HYMN 271. L. M. [#]
Nature and Scripture compared.
In every star thy wisdom shines ;
We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy power confess; But, lo, the volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
3 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till through the world thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light, or feel the sun. 4 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ;
Bless the dark world with heavenly light: Thy gospel makes the simple wise ;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 5 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven :
And make thy word my guide to heaven.
1 BEHOLD, the morning sun
Begins his glorious way ;
And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;
And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word !
And all thy judgments just ! For ever sure thy promise, Lord,
And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions given !
may I never read in vain,
HYMN 273. C. M. [#]
Conquests of God's Word. 1 THE thirsty earth receives the rain,
And drinks the cooling showers; Fresh verdure re-adorns the plain,
And wakes the drooping flowers. 2 The blushing mead, the fertile field,
Shall be with blessings filled ;
Who has its bosom tilled.
Its conquests shall extend,
Shall in submission bend.
From every creature's tongue,
In choral strains be sung.
HYMN 274. L. M. [#]
Father of spirits and of love,
Celestial beamings from thy throne. 2 Thy sacred book we would survey,
Enlightened with that heavenly day,