Then what soul-distressing noises Flames of Hell and screams of woe! Grace Divine, how sweet the sound! But at length a word of healing, Sweet the grace which makes me Thine. 'Twas a word well-timed and suited To the need of such an hour, Sweet to one like me polluted, Spoke in love and sealed with power. "I," He said, "have seen thee grieving, Loved thee as I passed thee by, Be not faithless, but believing, Look and live and never die. Sweet the sound of grace Divine, Sweet the grace which makes me Thine. "Take the bloody seal I give thee Grace Divine, how sweet the sound! All at once my chains were broken, Grace Divine, how sweet the sound! Since that hour, in hope of glory, Sweet the sound of grace Divine, Sweet the grace which makes me Thine. DIE ULTIMO, 1774 HEU! quam remotus vescor ab omnibus Quam nescius jucunda quondam OLNEY HYMNS I. WALKING WITH GOD Gen. v. 24 Он for a closer walk with God! Where is the blessedness I knew What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! Return, O holy Dove, return, I hate the sins that made thee mourn, The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne So shall my walk be close with God, So purer light shall mark the road II. JEHOVAH-Jireh THE LORD WILL PROVIDE Gen. xxii. 14 THE saints should never be dismayed, For when they least expect his aid |