And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
5 Oh, may these heav'nly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou for ever near;
Teach me to love thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.
HYMN 51. C..M.
Comfort from the Holy Scriptures. ADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
Lifly to thee, my Lord,
And not a glimpse of hope appears,
But in thy written word.
2 The volume of my father's grace
Does all my grief assuage;
Here, I behold my Saviour's face,
Almost in every page.
3 This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown;
That merchant is divinely wise,
Who makes the pearl his own.
4 Here consecrated water flows,
To quench my thirst of sin;
Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows,
Nor danger dwells therein.
This is the Judge that ends the strife,
Where sense and reason fail;
My guide to everlasting life,
Thro' all this gloomy vale
6 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God,
My roving feet command,
Nor I forsake the happy road
That leads to thy right hand.
HYMN 52. C. M.
Efficacious Grace. Psa. xlv. 3-5.
AIL mighty Jesus! how divine
Is thy victorious sword!
The stoutest rebel must resign,
At thy commanding word.
2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give ;
They pierce the hardest heart;
Thy smiles of grace the slain revive,
And joy succeeds to smart
3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh,
Come with majestic sway;
Down from thy glorious throne on high,
And make thy foes obey.
4 And when thy vict'ries are complete ;
When all the chosen race
Shall round the throne of glory meet,
To sing thy conqu❜ring grace;
5 Oh, may my humble soul be found
Among that favor'd band!
And I, with them, thy praise will sound,
As round the throne we stand.
HYMN 53. C. M.
Reigning Grace.
Nnd teach our stamm ring tongues,
OW may the Lord reveal his face,
To make his sov'reign, reigning grace,
The subject of our songs.
2 Grace reigns to pardon crimson sins,
To melt the hardest hearts!
And from the work it once begins
It never more departs.
3 Grace tills the soil, and sows the seeds,
Provides the sun and rain;
Till from the tender blade proceeds,
The ripen'd harvest grain.
4 'Twas grace that call'd our souls at first,
By grace thus far we're come;
And grace will help us thro' the worst,
And lead us safely home.
Salvation by Grace from first to last. Eph. ii. 5.
Garmonious to the ear
RACE! 'tis a charming sound!
Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
2 Grace first contriv'd a way
To save rebellious man,
And all the steps his grace display,
Who drew the wond'rous plan.
[3 Grace first inscrib'd my name
In God's eternal book;
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.]
4 Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
[5 Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o'erflow;
'Twas grace which kept me to this day And will not let me go.]
6 Grace all the work shall crown,
Thro' everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
God reasoning with Men. Isa. i. 18.
OME, sinners, saith the mighty God,
Heinous as all your crimes have been,
Lo! I descend from mine abode,
To reason with the sons of men.
2 No clouds of darkness veil my face,
No vengeful lightnings flash around;
I come with terms of life and peace;
Where sin hath reign'd let grace abound.
3 Yes, Lord, we will obey thy call,
And to thy gracious sceptre bow;
O make our crimson sins like wool,
Our scarlet crimes as white as snow.
4 So shall our thankful lips repeat
Thy praises with a tuneful voice,
While, humbly prostrate at thy feet,
We wonder, tremble, and rejoice.
HYMN 56. Eights, Sevens and Fours.
Sinners invited to come to Christ.
OME, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity join'd with power:
He is able,
He is willing. Doubt no more.
2 Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify:
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings us nigh—
Without money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.
3 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth,
Is to feel your need of him;
This he gives you;
'Tis his Spirit's rising beam.
4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruin'd by the fall!
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all.
Not the righteous,
Sinners Jesus came to call.
5 View him prostrate in the garden,
On the ground your Maker lies,
On the bloody tree behold him ;
Hear him cry before he dies,
"It is FINISH'D:"
Sinners, will not this suffice?
6 Lo! the incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.
7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, · Sing the praises of the Lamb;
While the blissful seats of heav'n
Sweetly echo with his name.
Hallelujah!
Sinners here may sing the same.
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