2 Now glory to God in the highest is given;
Now glory to God is re-echoed in heaven;
Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story,
And sing of his love, his salvation and glory.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
30 Jesus, ride on,—thy kingdom is glorious;
O'er sin, death, and hell, thou wilt make us vic-
Thy name shall be praised in the great congrega-
tion,
And saints shall ascribe unto thee their salvation.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest
shore,
With our harps in our hands, we will praise ever
We'll range the blest fields on the banks of the
And sing of redemption forever and ever.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
TOME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish ;
Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,-
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,-
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.
3 Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing-
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove.
OOK unto Christ, ye nations; own
Your God, ye fallen race;
Look, and be saved through faith alone,
Be justified by grace.
2 See all your sins on Jesus laid:
The Lamb of God was slain;
His soul was once an off'ring made
For every soul of man.
3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep,
And Christ shall give you light;
Cast all your sins into the deep,
And wash the Ethiop white.
4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know,
Shall feel, your sins forgiven;
Anticipate your heaven below,
And own that love is heaven.
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Proclaiming the universal Saviour.
ET earth and heaven agree,
To celebrate with me
The Saviour of mankind:
To' adore the all-atoning Lamb,
And bless the sound of Jesus' name.
2 Jesus! transporting sound!
The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,
No other name is given,
By which we can salvation have;
But Jesus came the world to save.
3 Jesus! harmonious name! It charms the hosts above; They evermore proclaim,
And wonder at, his love:
"Tis all their happiness to gaze,-
"Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face.
4 His name the sinner hears,
And is from sin set free;
'Tis music in his ears;
'Tis life and victory;
And dances his glad heart for joy.
do now his lips employ,
50 unexampled love!
O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst thou move
To save a fallen race!
What shall I do to make it known,
What thou for all mankind hast done?
60 for a trumpet voice,
On all the world to call,-
To bid their hearts rejoice
In him who died for all:
For all, my Lord was crucified;
For all, for all, my Saviour died.
The immensity of His grace.
THAT shall I do my God to love?
The length, and breadth, and height to prove,
My loving God to praise?
And depth of sov'reign grace?
2 Thy sov'reign grace to all extends,
Immense and unconfined;
From age to age it never ends;
It reaches all mankind.
3 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity:
So wide it never pass'd by one,
Or it had pass'd by me.
4 My trespass was grown up to heaven;
But, far above the skies,
Through Christ abundantly forgiven,
I see thy mercies rise.
5 The depth of all-redeeming love,
What angel tongue can tell?
I to the utmost prove
The gift unspeakable!
Rejoicing in the glory of His grace.
LORY to God, whose sov'reign grace
Hath animated senseless stones,―
Call'd us to stand before his face,
And raised us into Abrah'm's sons.
2 The people that in darkness lay,
In sin and error's deadly shade,
Have seen a glorious gospel-day
In Jesus' lovely face display'd.
3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done,
And bared thine arm in all our sight;
Hast made the reprobates thine own,
And claim'd the outcasts as thy right.
4 Thy single arm, almighty Lord,
To us the great salvation brought;
Thy Word, thy all-creating Word,
That spake at first the world from naught. 5 For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to thee is given; For this the hosts above rejoice,
And praise thee in the highest heaven.
LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin,
And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts his race, and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath
The seeds of sin grow up for death;
Thy law demands a perfect heart,
But we 're defiled in every part.
3 Behold, we fall before thy face;
Our only refuge is thy grace:
No outward forms can make us clean;
The leprosy lies deep within.
4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.
5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone,
Hath power sufficient to atone ;
Thy blood can make us white as snow;
No Jewish types could cleanse us so.
6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace,
No flesh nor soul hath rest or ease;
Lord, let us hear thy pard'ning voice,
And make these broken hearts rejoice.
WHILE dead in trespasses I lie,
Call me, thou Son of God, that I
Thy quick'ning Spirit give;
May hear thy voice, and live.
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