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HYMN 230. L. M.
The Justice and Goodness of God. NREA'T God, my maker, and my king, U Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing i All thou hast done, and all thou dost, Declare thee good, proclaim thee just: 2 Thy ancient thoughts and firm decrees, Thy threat'nings and thy promises, The joys of heav'n, the pains of hell, What angels taste, what devils feel : 3 Thy terrors and thine acts of grace, Thy threatning rod and smiling face, Thy wounding and thy healing word, A world undone, a world restord: 4 While these excite my fear and joy ; While these my tuneful lips employ ; Accept, O Lord, the humble song, The tribute of a trembling tongue. HYMN 231. Eights and Sevens.
Christ the Best of Friends. ONE there is, above all others,
Well deserves the name of friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end :
They who once his kindness prove,
Find it everlasting love! 2 Which of all our friends to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood ? But this Saviour dy'd to have us Reconcil'd in him to God :
It was boundless love to bleed;
3 When he liv'd on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was his name ;
Still he calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.
Teach us, Lord, at length to love;
When to heav'n our souls are brought,
HYMN 232. L. M. Invitation to free Salvation. Isai. Iv. 1. U O ! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh,
N ('Tis God invites the fallen race,)
HYMN 233. L. M. Man by Nature, Grace and Glory. TORD, what is man? Extremes how wide, LA In his mysterious nature join ! The flesh, to worms and dust ally'd, The soul immortal and divine. 2 Divine at first a holy flame, Kindled by the Almighty's breath ; Till staind by sin, it soon became The seat of darkness, strife and death. 3 But Jesus, O amazing grace! Assim'd our nature as his own, Obey'd and suffer'd in our place, Then took it with him to his throne. 4 Near to which throne, and high in song, Men shall their hallelujahs raise ; While wond'ring angels join the throng, And swell the chorus of his praise.
HYMN 234. S. M.
Praise to the Redeemer.
I To the Redeemer's name;
And ev'ry heart inflame!
And bitter pains endur'd ;
From wrath might be secur'd.
Our debt of sin to pay,
Wash guilt and filth away.
4 Pleading for us he stands,
Before the Father's throne ;
With what himself hath done.
Our stubborn souls to move ;
And conquer them by love.
Will put our foes to flight;
HYMN 235. L. M.
The new Convert humbled. The new born child of gospel grace,
1 Like some fair tree, when summer's nigh Beneath Emmanuel's shining face, Lifts up his blooming branch on high. 2 No fear he feels, he sees no foes, No conflict yet his faith employs, Nor has he learnt to whom he owes, The strength and peace his soul enjoys. 3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting, And comforts sink from day to day; What seem'd his own, a self-fed spring, Proves but a brook that glides away. 4 When Gideon arm’d his num'rous host, The Lord soon made his numbers less ; And said, lest Israel vainly boast, *** My arm procur'd me this success."
5 Thus will he bring our spirits down,
HYMN 236. C. M.
True and False Comforts.
Thy shining presence gives.
They judge with graceless hearts; Swell'd with their pride, they are deceiv'd,
By Satan's wily arts. 3 Unholy, selfish joys are theirs,
And while they boast their light, and seem to soar above the stars,
They're plunging into night.
They sin and yet rejoice ;
They sure would hear his voice. 5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim
The soul from Satan's pow'r ;
And hate my sin the inore.
At thy dear feet to lie ;
And none can higbør fly.