3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;
While justice, temp'rance, truth, and love,
Our inward piety approve.

4 Religion bears our spirits up,
While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.

HYMN CLXXII. Tit. III. 3-7. (c. M.) 1 LORD, we confess our num'rous faults, How great our guilt has been: Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin.

2 But, O my soul! for ever praise,
For ever love his name,

Who turns thy feet from dang'rous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.

3 'Tis not by works of righteousness,
Which our own hands have done;
But we are sav'd by sov'reign grace
Abounding through the Son.

4 "Tis from the mercy of our God,
That all our hopes begin :
"Tis by the water and the blood
Our souls are wash'd from siu.

5 'Tis through the purchase of his death,
Who hung upon the tree,

The Spirit is sent down to breathe
On such dry bones as we.

6 Rais'd from the dead we live anew;
And, justified by grace,

We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face.

HYMN CLXXIII. Heb. 1. 14. (L. M.) 1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light The King of glory spreads his seat; And troops of angels stretch'd for flight Stand waiting round his awful feet.

2 Here a bright squadron leaves the skies, And thick around Elisha stands;

Anon a heav'nly soldier flies,

And breaks the chains from Peter's hands.
3 Thy winged troops, O God of hosts,
Wait on thy wand'ring church below:
Here we are sailing to thy coasts;
Let angels be our convoy too.

4 Are they not all thy servants, Lord?
At thy command they go and come;
With cheerful haste obey thy word,
And guard thy children to their home.

HYMN CLXXIV. Heb. II. 16. (C. M.) 1 Down headlong from their native skies The rebel-angels fell;

And thunderbolts of flaming wrath
Pursued them deep to hell.

2 Down from the top of earthly bliss
Rebellious man was hurl'd;

And Jesus stoop'd beneath the grave
To reach a sinking world.

3 O love of infinite degree!
Unmeasurable grace!

Must heav'n's eternal Sov'reign die
To save a trait'rous race?

4 Must angels sink for ever down,
And burn in quenchless fire,

While God forsakes his shining throne
To raise us wretches higher ?

5 Oh, for this love let earth and skies
With hallelujahs ring;

And the full choir of human tongues
Immortal praises sing.

HYMN CLXXV. Heb. IV. 15-6. (c. M.) 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High-Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love.

2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;

He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.

3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer stood,
While Satan's fiery darts he bore,
And did resist to blood.

4 He in the days of feeble flesh
Pour'd out his cries and tears;
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears.

5 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power:
We shall obtain deliv'ring grace
In the distressing hour.

HYMN CLXXVI. Heb. vi. 17-9. (L. M.) 1 How oft have sin and Satan strove To rend my soul from thee, my God! But everlasting is thy love,

And Jesus seals it with his blood.

2 The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm the wondrous grace;
Eternal power performs the word,
And fills all heav'n with endless praise.
3 Amidst temptations sharp and long,
My soul to this dear refuge flies :
Hope is my anchor sure and strong,
While tempests blow and billows rise.
4 The gospel bears my spirit up;
A faithful and unchanging God
Lays the foundation for my hope
In oaths, and promises, and blood.

HYMN CLXXVII.

Heb. VII. 25. (L. M.)

1 HE lives, the great Redeemer lives: What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before his Father God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice arm'd with frowns appears; But in the Saviour's lovely face

Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.

3 Hence, then, ye black despairing thoughts: Above our fears, above our faults,

His powerful intercessions rise;
And guilt recedes, and terror dies.

4 In every dark distressful hour,
When sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.

5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend!
On him our bumble hopes depend:
Our cause can never, never fail,
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.

HYMN CLXXVIII. Heb. x1. 1—10. (6. M. 1 FAITH is the brightest evidence

Of things beyond our sight;

Breaks thro' the clouds of flesh and sense,
And dwells in heav'nly light.

2 It sets times past in present view,
Brings distant prospects home,
Of things a thousand years ago,
Or thousand years to come.

3 By faith we know the worlds were made
By God's almighty word;
Abra'm, to unknown countries led,
By faith obey'd the Lord.

4 He sought a city fair and high,
Built by th' eternal hands;

And faith assures us, though we die,
That heav'nly building stands.

HYMN CLXXIX. Heb. XII. 18-24. (c. M.) 1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word Which God on Sinai spoke;

2 But we are come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God,

Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.

3 Behold th' innumerable host

Of angels cloth'd in light! Behold the spirits of the just, Whose faith is turn'd to sight! 4 Behold the blest assembly there,

Whose names are writ in heav'n! And God, the judge of all, declares Their vilest sins forgiv'n.