Angels alone, and saints above,
Sinless, and perfected in love;
Can utter thy exalted praise,
And sing the honours of thy grace.
Glory to thee, auspicious Lamb!
Thou holy Lord, thou bright I AM!
Let all our pow'rs unite to bless
The Lord our strength and righteousness,
Live, ever-glorious Jesus live;
Worthy all blessings to receive:
Worthy on high enthron'd to sit,
With ev'ry pow'r beneath thy feet.

157. Address to Jesus.

O JESU, Jesu, my good Lord,
How wondrous is thy love,
Thy patience, pity, tenderness,
Which I each moment prove!
For oh! how faithless is my mind,
How apt to turn aside,
And wander in its own deceits
Of reasonings and pride.

Yet, dearest Saviour, love me still,

The poorest and the worst;
For well I know where sin abounds,
Thy grace aboundeth most.

Yet let me not thy grace abuse,
And sin because thou'rt good;

But let thy love fill me with shame,,
That I this love withstood.
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Saviour of sinners, keep me near,

Nor let me turn away

From thy dear cross and bleeding wounds,

But bind me there to stay.

On me, my King, exert thy pow'r,
Make old things pass away;
Create all new, and draw me still,
Still nearer, every day.

Lord, speak to me with thy sweet voice,
And give me ears to hear:
Still love, forgive, and pity me,
Oh! hear a sinner's prayer.

158. Prayer to Jesus.

O JESUS! my God! come make thine abode Within my poor heart:

O Jesus, come quickly; a Saviour thou art; Salvation I need; I want to be freed From all my distress,

And feel in my heart the rich blessings of peace.

I thirst to be thine, to feel thee within,
Diffusing abroad

Thy love, that my heart may ascend unto
God.

This, Lord, thou canst do, and give me to know

My sins are forgiv'n,

My treasure laid up in the kingdom of heaven.

Take me as I am, thy property claim;
My nature refine,

And form my affections and temper divine. No more would I breathe for objects beneath,

But live to thy praise,

Advancing in knowledge, and growing in grace,

159. Praise to the Redeemer.

PREPARE a thankful song

To the Redeemer's name!
His praises should employ each tongue,
And ev'ry heart inflame!

He laid his glory by,

And dreadful pains endur'd;
That rebels, such as you and I,
From wrath might be secur'd.

Upon the cross he dy'd,
Our debt of sin to pay;
The blood and water from his side
Wash guilt and filth away.

And now he pleading stands,
For us before the throne;
And answers all the law's demands,
With what himself hath done.

The Holy Ghost he sends

Our stubborn souls to move; To make his enemies his friends, And conquer them by love,

The love of sin departs,

The life of grace takes place,
Soon as his voice invites our hearts
To rise and seek his face.

The world and Satan rage,
But he their pow'r controls;
His wisdom, love, and truth, engage
Protection for our souls.

Assur'd that Christ our King,
Will put our foes to flight;
We on the field of battle sing,
And triumph while we fight.

160. Praise to the Saviour.

PLUNG'D in a gulph of dark despair
We wretched sinners lay,

Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimm'ring day.

With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helpless grief;

He saw, and (O amazing love!)
He ran to our relief.

Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled,
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

Oh! for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,

And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

Angels assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you rise your highest notes
His love can ne'er be told.

161. Triumph in Jesus.

REJOICE, the Lord is King;
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks, and sing,
And triumph evermore:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The God of truth and love; · When he had purg'd our stains,

He took his seat above;

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

His kingdom cannot fail...

He rules o'er earth and heav'n:

The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus giv'n:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice

He sits at God's right hand,
'Till all his foes submit,
And bow to his command,
And fall beneath his feet:

Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.