2 Why do no rapid thunders roll?
Why do no tempests rock the pole !
O miracle of grace!
Or why no angels on the wing,
Warm for the honor of their King,
To punish all the race!

3 Though now an infant bath'd in tears,
He call'd to form the rolling spheres ;
And seraphs own'd his nod.
Helpless he calls, but men delay,
And guilty sinners disobey

The first born Son of God.

4 Say, radiant seraphs, thron'd in light,
Did love e'er tow'r so high a flight,
Or glory sink so low?
This wonder angels scarce declare,
Angels the rapture scarce can bear,
Or equal praise bestow.

5 Redemption! 'tis a boundless theme!
Thou boundless mind, our hearts inflame
With ardor from above.
Words are but faint, let joy express :
Vain is mere joy, let actions bless
This prodigy of love.

W Thro' all the gospel shine!

HAT wisdom, majesty, and grace,

'Tis God that speaks, and we confess
The doctrine most divine.

2 Down from his starry throne on high,
Th' Almighty Saviour comes;
Lays his bright robes of glory by,
And feeble flesh assumes.

3 The mighty debt that sinners ow'd, Upon the cross he pays :

Then thro' the clouds ascends to God,
'Midst shouts of loftiest praise.

4 There he our great High Priest appears,
Before his Father's throne;
Mingles his merit with our tears,
And pours salvation down.

5 Great God, with rev'rence we adore
Thy justice and thy grace;
And on thy faithfulness and pow'r,
Our firm dependence place.

W

HYMN 40. L. M.

Election. Rom. viii. 33-39.

"HO shall condemn to endless flames
The chosen people of our God,

Since in the book of life their names
Are fairly writ in Jesu's blood?

2 He for the sins of his elect,
Hath a complete atonement made;
Stern justice views, without defect,
The work he wrought, the price he paid,
3 Not tribulation, nakedness,

Or famine, peril or the sword:
Not persecution, or distress,

Can separate from Christ the Lord.

4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height,
Nor pow'rs below, nor pow'rs above:
Not present things, nor things to come,
Can change his purposes of love.

5 His sov'reign mercy knows no end,
His faithfulness shall still endure;

And those who on his truth depend,
Shall find his word for ever sure.

HYMN 41. L. M.

Electing and Sanctifying Grace.

Eph. i. 3, &c.

JESUS, we bless thy Father's name;

Thy God and ours are both the same:
What heav'nly blessings from his throne
Flow down to sinners thro' his Son!
2" Christ be my first elect," he said,
Then chose our souls in Christ, our head,
Before he gave the mountains birth,
Or laid foundations for the earth.
3 Thus did eternal love begin,
To raise us up from death and sin :
Our characters were then decreed,
"Blameless in love, a holy seed."
4 Predestinated to be sons,

Cleans'd by degrees, but chose at once;
A new, regenerated race,

To praise the glory of his grace.

5 With Christ our Lord we share a part
In the affections of his heart;

Nor shall our souls be thence remov❜d,
Till he forgets his first belov'd.

HYMN 42. Sevens.

Redeeming Love.

Now find in Jesut's name,
[OW begin the heavenly theme,

Ye, who his salvation prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Ye who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,

As to Canaan on ye move,

Praise and bless redeeming love.
3 Mourning souls dry up your tears,
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Cancel'd by redeeming love.
4 Ye, alas! who long have been
Willing slaves of death and sin,
Now from bliss no longer rove,
Stop and taste redeeming love.
5 Welcome all by sin opprest,
Welcome to his sacred rest;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.
6 When his Spirit leads us home,
When we to his glory come,
We shall all the fulness prove,
Of our Lord's redeeming love.

A

HYMN 43. Eights and Sevens.

Look unto Jesus and be saved.
S the serpent rais'd by Moses,
Heal'd the burning serpent's bite,
JESUS thus himself discloses
To the wounded sinner's sight.
2 Hear his gracious invitation,
"I have life and peace to give,
I have wrought out full salvation,
Sinner, look to me and live.

3 Pore upon your sins no longer,
Well I know their mighty guilt;
But my love than death stronger,
I my blood have freely spilt.

4 Though your heart has long been harden'd;
Look on me, it soft shall grow :
Past transgressions shall be pardon'd,
And I'll wash you white as snow.
5 I have seen what you were doing;
Tho' you little thought of me ;
You were madly bent on ruin,
But I said-It shall not be.

6 You had been for ever wretched,
Had I not espous'd your part;
Now behold my arms outstretched,
To receive you to my heart.

7 Well may shame, and joy and wonder,
All your inward passions move;
I could crush you with my thunder,
But I speak to you in love.

8 See! your sins are all forgiv❜n,
I have paid the countless sum!
Now my death has open'd heav'n,
Thither you shall shortly come .'
9 Dearest Saviour, we adcre thee
For thy precious life and death;
Melt each stubborn heart before thee,
Give us all the eye of faith.

10 From the law's condemning sentence,

To thy mercy we appeal;

Thou alone cans't give repentance,

Thou alone our souls canst heal.

H

HYMN 44. Sevens and Sixes.

Christ the good Physician.

[OW lost was my condition,
Till Jesus made me whole!
There is but one physician,
Can cure a sin-sick soul!