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THE SCRIPTURES.

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HYMN 1, C. M.

The Bible suited to our Wants.

ATHER of mercies! in thy word
What endless glory shines!

For ever be thy name adored,

For these celestial lines.

2 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;

Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invite the longing taste.

3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life, and everlasting joys

Attend the blissful sound.

dol 4 Oh! may those heavenly 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 2, L. M.

Prophecy and Inspiration.

1 'T WAS by an order from the Lord,

The ancient prophets spoke his word;

His spirit did their tongues inspire,

And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire.

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2 Great God! mine eyes with pleasure look
On the dear volume of thy book;
There my Redeemer's face I see,
And read his name who died for me.

3 Let the false raptures of the mind
Be lost, and vanish in the wind;
Here I can fix my hope secure ;
This is thy word, and must endure.

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HYMN 3, C. M.

The Holy Scriptures.

ADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
I fly 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 Here, consecrated water flows,
To quench my thirst of sin;

Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows;—
No danger dwells therein.

4 This is the judge that ends the strife,
Where wit and reason fail
My guide to everlasting life,
Through all this gloomy vale.

5 Oh! may thy counsels, mighty God!
My roving feet command:
Nor I forsake the happy road,
That leads to thy right hand.

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HYMN 4, L. M.

A Saviour seen in the Scriptures.

OW let my soul, eternal King!
To thee its grateful tribute bring
My knee, with humble homage, bow,
My tongue perform its solemn vow.

mf 2 All nature sings thy boundless love,
In worlds below, and worlds above;
But, in thy blessed word, I trace
Diviner wonders of thy grace.

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3 There, what delightful truths I read!
There, I behold the Saviour bleed :
His name salutes my listening ear,
Revives my heart, and checks my fear.
4 There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease,

And gives my lab'ring conscience peace;
Raises my grateful passions high,
And points to mansions in the sky.

5 For love like this, Oh! let my song,
Through endless years, thy praise prolong;
Let distant climes thy name adore,

Till time and nature are no more.

HYMN 5, C. M.

Revelation welcomed.

mf 1 HAIL, sacred truth! whose piercing rays Dispel the shades of night;

Diffusing, o'er the mental world,
The healing beams of light.

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Restores our wandering feet;

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Converts the sorrows of the mind
To joys divinely sweet.

3 Oh! send thy light and truth abroad,
In all their radiant blaze;

And bid th' admiring world adore
The glories of thy grace.

HYMN 6, L. M.

The Blessings of the new Covenant.

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GOD, in the gospel of his Son,
Where love in all its glory shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.

2 Here, sinners of an humble frame
May taste his grace, and learn his name;
May read, in characters of blood,
The wisdom, power and grace of God.

mf 3 Here, faith reveals, to mortal eyes,
A brighter world beyond the skies;

Here, shines the light which guides our way
From earth to realms of endless day.

4 Oh! grant us grace, almighty Lord!
To read and mark thy holy word,
Its truths with meekness to receive,
And by its holy precepts live.

5 May this blest volume ever lie
Close to my heart, and near mine eye,-
Till life's last hour, my soul engage,
And be my chosen heritage.

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HYMN 7, L. M.

A written Revelation.

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Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord!
Thy hands have brought salvation down,
And writ the blessings in thy word.

2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon;
With long despair the spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Christ alone.

3 How well thy blessed truths agree!
How wise and holy thy commands !
Thy promises--how firm they be!

How firm our hope and comfort stands!
4 Should all the forms that men devise
Assault my faith, with treacherous art,
I'd call them vanity and lies,

And bind the gospel to my heart.

HYMN 8, L. M.

The Power of Truth.

1 THIS is the word of truth and love,
I Sent to the nations from above;
Jehovah here resolves to show
What his almighty grace can do.

2 This remedy did wisdom find,
To heal diseases of the mind

This sovereign balm, whose virtues can
Restore the ruined creature man.

3 The gospel bids the dead revive,—
Sinners obey the voice, and live;

Dry bones are raised, and clothed afresh,
And hearts of stone are turned to flesh.