Sure we oft, without repining. HYMN 64. P. M. HOW I have long'd for the coming of God! And sought him by praying and searching his word: With watching and fasting my soul was oppress'd, Nor would I give over till Jesus had bless'd. 2 The tokens of mercy at length did appear; According to promise, he answer'd my prayer; And glory is open'd in floods on my soul; Salvation from Zion's beginning to roll. 3 The news of his mercy is spreading abroad, And sinners come crying, and weeping to God; Their mourning and praying is heard very loud, And many find favour in Jesus's blood. 4 Here are more, my dear Saviour, who fall at thy feet, Oppress'd by a burden enormously great Oh raise them, my Jesus, to tell of thy love, 5 I'll sing, and I'll shout, and I'll shout, and I sing; Oh God make the nations in praises to ring 6 We'll wait for thy chariot, it seems to draw nea 1 HYMN 65. P. M. COME, saints and sinners, hear me tell The wonders of Immanuel, Who sav'd me from a burning hell, 2 When Jesus saw me from on high, With God you have no union. But still I found no union. 4 But wher i hated all my sin. I prais'd the Lord both night and day, I always something found to say, 6 I wonder why old saints don't sing, Who brought our souls to union. ! Come, heaven and earth, unite your lays, And give to Jesus endless praise, And thou, my soul, look on and gaze, 10 We soon shall leave all things below, And then we'll all to glory go And then we'll see, and hear, and know 11 There we the glorious Lamb shall see, 12 Almighty God, teach heart and tongue, 1 HYMN 66. P. M. THE gospel's joyful sound Is music to my ears; In Jesus I have found Relief from all my fears: Darkness to light does now give place, 2 Since God is reconcil'd, I fear no dire alarms; And clasps me in his arms. 3 I cannot fear the law, Its thunders now may roar; They can affright no more. I hope to shout and sing, Ev'n in his cold embrace. He'll close my eyes and shut my ears, 5 When through the flaming sky, I'll Abba Father cry, And haii him as my friend. Run down with grateful tears, Has banish'd ali my fears; Beneath the galling yoke, HYMN 67. P. M. ALMIGHTY love inspire my heart with pure desire, Until the sacred fire my soul doth renew, I love the blessed Jesus, on whom each ange! gazes, And symphony increases, above the ethereal bine. 2 My tender-hearted Jesus, thy love my soul ama. zes, Who came from heav'n to save us, when lost and undone; No ange, could redeem us, no seraph could retrieve us, No arm could relieve us, but Jesus alone. 3 In him I have believed, he has my soul retrieved, From sin he has redeem'd my soul that was dead, And now I love my Savicur, for I am in his fa vour, And hope with him for ever, the golden streets to tread. Yet here awhile I stay. in hope of that glad day, Till I'm called away to the mansions above: There to enjoy the treasure of unconsuming pleasure, And shout in highest measure, hallelujahs of love. HYMN 68 P. M. 1 OME, and taste along with me weary consolation; Bonndless mercy running free, The earnest of complete salvation. 2 When the world and flesh would rise, I then more highly prize his favour. In the world I've tribulation, 3 Worldlings hold me in disdain, Is, that they slight a noble treasure. To think the Lord hath reach'd their heart. O the grace to sinners given, Peace on earth, and crowns in heaven. 4 When I'm in the house of prayer, Is the glad sound of free salvation. |