3 Thou hast for sinners died,
That all might come to God;
The cov'nant thou hast ratified,
And seal'd it with thy blood:
Thou hast obtain'd the grace
That all may turn and live;
And now thy offer I embrace,-
Thy mercy I receive.
Embracing the all-sufficient Portion.
ND can I yet delay
A My little all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away
For Jesus to receive?
2 Nay, but I yield, I yield;
I can hold out no more:
I sink, by dying love compell'd,
And own thee conqueror.
3 Though late, I all forsake;
My friends, my all, resign:
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take,
And seal me ever thine.
4 Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix my wav'ring soul
With all thy weight of love.
5 My one desire be this,-
Thy only love to know;
To seek and taste no other bliss,-
No other good below.
6 My life, my portion thou;
Thou all-sufficient art:
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now Enter, and keep my heart.
Light dawning upon the soul.
UT of the depths of wo,
To thee, O Lord, I cry;
Darkness surrounds me, but I know
That thou art ever nigh.
2 Humbly on thee I wait,
Confessing all my sin;
Lord, I am knocking at the gate;
Open, and take me in.
3 O hearken to my voice,—
Give ear to my complaint;
Thou bidd st the mourning soul rejoice,
Thou comfortest the faint.
4 Glory to God above,—
The waters soon will cease;
For, lo! the swift returning dove
Brings home the sign of peace.
5 Though storms his face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud;
Jehovah's covenant is sure,-
His bow is in the cloud.
HE long-lost son, with streaming eyes,
From folly just awake,
Reviews his wand'rings with surprise;
His heart begins to break.
2 I starve, he cries, nor can I bear
The famine in this land,
While servants of my Father share
The bounty of his hand.
3 With deep repentance I'll return,
And seek my Father's face;
Unworthy to be call'd a son,
I'll ask a servant's place.
4 Far off the Father saw him move,—
In pensive silence mourn,-
And quickly ran, with arms of love,
To welcome his return.
5 Through all the courts the tidings flew, And spread the joy around;
The angels tuned their harps anew,—
The long-lost son is found!
12th P. M. 76, 76, 78, 76.
ET the world their virtue boast,—
Their works of righteousness;
I, a wretch undone and lost,
Am freely saved by grace;
Other title I disclaim;
This, only this, is all my plea :-
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
2 Happy they whose joys abound
Like Jordan's swelling stream;
Who their heaven in Christ have found,
And give the praise to him.
Meanest foll'wer of the Lamb,
His steps I at a distance see:-
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
3 Jesus, thou for me hast died,
And thou in me wilt live;
I shall feel thy death applied;
I shall thy life receive:
Yet, when melted in the flame
Of love, this shall be all my plea,———
I the chief of sinners am,
But Jesus died for me.
11th P. M. 76, 76, 77, 76.
The righteousness of faith.
FT I in my heart have said,-
Who shall ascend on high,
Mount to Christ, my glorious Head,
And bring him from the sky?
Borne on contemplation's wing,
Surely I shall find him there,
Where the angels praise their King,
And gain the Morning Star.
2 Oft I in my heart have said,—
Who to the deep shall stoop,
Sink with Christ among the dead,
From thence to bring him up?
Could I but my heart prepare,
By unfeign'd humility,
Christ would quickly enter there,
And ever dwell in me.
3 But the righteousness of faith
Hath taught me better things:-
Inward turn thine eyes,—it saith,
While Christ to me it brings:-
Christ is ready to impart
Life to all, for life who sigh:
In thy mouth and in thy heart
The word is ever nigh.
The Lord our righteousness.
LET not the wise their wisdom boast,
The mighty glory in their might;
The rich in flatt'ring riches trust,
Which take their everlasting flight.
2 The rush of num'rous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man; And where is all his wisdom gone,
When, dust, he turns to dust again? 3 One only gift can justify
The boasting soul that knows his God;
When Jesus doth his blood apply,
I glory in his sprinkled blood.
4 The Lord my righteousness I praise,
I triumph in the love divine;
The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, In Christ to endless ages mine.
6th P. M. 6 lines 7s.
The covenant of grace signed and sealed.
ESUS Christ, who stands between
Angry Heaven and guilty men,
Undertakes to buy our peace;
Gives the covenant of grace;
Ratifies and makes it good;
Signs and seals it with his blood.
2 Life his healing blood imparts,
Sprinkled in our peaceful hearts;
Abel's blood for vengeance cried;
Jesus speaks us justified;
Speaks and calls for better things;
Makes us prophets, priests, and kings.
The realizing light of faith.
UTHOR of faith, eternal Word,
Whose Spirit breathes the active flame; Faith, like its finisher and Lord,
To-day, as yesterday, the same:2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable; Increase in us the kindled fire,
In us the work of faith fulfil.
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