2 His honour is engaged to save
The meanest of his sheep;

All that his heavenly Father gave,
His hands securely keep.

3 Nor death, nor hell, shall e'er remove

His fav'rites from his breast;

In the dear bosom of his love,
They must for ever rest.

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Reigning Grace.

1 NOW may the Lord reveal his face,
And teach our stamm'ring tongues
To make his sov'reign, reigning grace,
The subject of our songs!

2 Grace reigns to pardon crimson sins,
To melt the hardest heart;

And from the work it once begins,
It never can depart.

3 The world and Satan strive in vain
Against the chosen few ;

Secured by Grace's conquʼring reign,
They all shall conquer too.

4 Lord, when this fleeting life is o'er,
May we behold thy face;

We'll shout thy praise for evermore,
And sing thy reigning grace.

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The same.

WATTS.

C. M.

NEWTON.

MY soul through grace now findeth rest,
For in my Jesus I am bless'd;

On him, by faith I stay my mind,
And perfect peace in him I find.
2 His reigning grace I sweetly prove,
And triumph in electing love;
In Jesus' righteousness I shine,
And know that he is ever mine.
3 His streaming and atoning blood,
Has reconciled my soul to God;
Has purged my guilt and sins away,
And in oblivion now they lay.

L. M.

4 If sought for, they shall not be found,
Oh! how delightful is the sound;
My great, my black, my dreadful score,
My God remembers them no more.

STEVENS.

C. M.

1 RICH grace, free grace, most sweetly calls,
Directly come who will,

Just as you are for Christ receives
Poor helpless sinners still.

2 'Tis grace, each day, that feeds our souls,
Grace keeps us inly poor;

And O that nothing else but grace
May rule us evermore.

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Renewing Grace.

1 HOW helpless guilty nature lies,

Unconscious of its load!

The heart, unchanged, can never rise
To happiness and God.

2 Can aught beneath a power divine
The stubborn will subdue ?
'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine,
To form the heart anew.

3 A beam of heaven, a vital ray,
'Tis thine alone to give ;

Lord, chase the shades of death away,
And bid the sinner live.

4 'Tis thine the affections to recal,
And upwards bid them rise;
Now make the scales of error fall
From sinners' darkened eyes.

5 Renew these sinful hearts of ours,
Maintain the life divine;

So shall our passions, and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be thine.

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Restoring Grace.

1 SEE, at the footstool of his Lord,

A fallen saint by grace restored;

That, from the saints, designed to show,
Eternal love can ne'er withdraw.

C. M.

STEELE.

L. M.

2 Here, self-condemned behold he lies,
Nor dares to heav'n lift up his eyes;
While down his cheeks in torrents roll,
The deep contrition of his soul.

3 Once on the mount with Christ he stood,
And found that season sweet and good!
Yet now from thence he must retire,
To wade through tribulation's fire.

4 Here Peter found himself to be
Weak as the infant on the knee;
And deeply humbled at his throne,
Confess'd he stood by grace alone.

5 "

Go, feed my lambs," saith Jesus, "now "I've thee restored, and tell them how, "By fire, I purge their dross and tin, "And love their souls, but not their sin."

KENT.

288.

Riches of Grace.

L. M.

1 GOD, in the riches of his grace,
Did from eternity ordain

A seed elect, of Adam's race,
Eternal glory should obtain.

2 God, in the riches of his grace,
Hath Abram's seed exalted high,
While sinning angels, from his face,
Reserv'd to wrath, in fetters lie.
3 God, in the riches of his grace,
Hath to the charge of Jesus laid
The sins of all that chosen race,
Whose debt of suffering Jesus paid.
4 God, in the riches of his grace,

Hath in the gospel, Christ displayed;.
Whose blood hath sealed the sinner's peace,
And bruised the envenomed serpent's head.

5 God, in the riches of his grace,

We'll to eternity adore;

And wonders still on wonders trace,

But ne'er his depth of love explore. KENT.

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Riches of Grace.

1 YE saints of God, rejoice,

And his free mercies trace;

Arise, and sing with heart and voice,

The riches of his grace.

To some of Adam's race;

Their foes, from them can ne'er remove
The riches of his grace.

3

Sing how he sent his Son

To suffer in their place;

Who by his coming, has made known
The riches of his grace.

4

Sing how he calls his own,

S. M.

And does their sins erase;

And thus by pard'ning love are shewn

The riches of his grace.

5 Sing in the Saviour's name,
Till you behold his face ;

And then for ever you'll proclaim
The riches of his grace.

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Salvation by Grace.

1 NOW to the power of God supreme,
Be everlasting honours giv'n,

He saves from hell, (we bless his name,)
He calls our wand'ring feet to heav'n.

2 Not for our duties or deserts,

But of his own abounding grace,
He works salvation in our hearts,
And forms a people for his praise.
3 'Twas his own purpose that began,
To rescue rebels doom'd to die;
He gave us grace in Christ his Son,
Before he spread the starry sky.

4 Mercy and truth on earth are met,

PAICE.

L. M.

Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n; By his obedience, so complete,

Justice is pleas'd and peace is giv’n.

H

WATTS.

291.

Salvation by Grace.

1 LONG ere the day that Adam fell,

The cov'nant stood in all things well;
Grace had secured in Jesus then,
Millions untold of chosen men.

2 By grace their names were all enroll'd
As chosen sheep within its fold:
And grace secures their standing there,
In lines of love divinely fair.

3 'Twas all of grace from first to last,
The deed was done, the pardon pass'd;
Secure in Christ were all its heirs,
The curse was his ;-remission theirs.
4 Great God of Grace! forgive the lays,
That fall so far beneath thy praise :
By grace we hope to sing ere long,
Eternal love in sweeter song.

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2

3

Sovereign Grace.

GRACE moved the Triune God
Lost sinners to redeem ;

Grace is the source of every good,
And grace shall be my theme.

Grace, what a pleasing sound!
How it delights my ear!

Its pow'r revives my languid hope,
And scatters all my fear.

Through grace I conquer hell,

And break infernal chains ;

Through grace my soul aspires to heav'n,

Where the Redeemer reigns.

4

Grace the good work begins,

And grace completes the same;

Grace shall constrain my soul to raise,

Hosannas to the Lamb.

From his abounding grace,

Daily I draw supplies;

Grace is the never-ceasing spring
Of all my sacred joys.

L. M.

KENT.

S. M.