571. T. 22. WE sing to God, whose tender love Caus'd him to leave his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms below, And save them from eternal woe. 2 On fallen men he cast his eye, In depths of mis'ry saw them lie; Pity'd their state, resolv'd to come, And suffer freely in their room. 3 A mortal body he assum❜d, Groan'd, bled and dy'd, and was entomb'd; At length, the work thus finished, He rose triumphant from the dead. 4 To heav'n's bright realms he took his flight, Beyond the reach of mortal sight; There pleads with God for ransom'd O FOR a thousand tongues to sing 2 Jesus, the name that charms our fears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 3 His grace subdues the pow'r of sin, He sets the pris'ners free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood avail'd for me. 4 He speaks, and list'ning to his voice 5 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, 573. T. 14. NOT all the angels of the sky, My theme should be his praise, who hung 3 For thee he hangs! my soul, rejoice; 4 Till fleeting time shall have an end, In the believer's ear! This balsam heals his cank'ring wounds, And dries each anxious tear. 6. But tears of joy must ever flow For Jesus' wondrous love, And when I leave this world below, I'll sing his praise above. 574. T. 595. AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb! Wake ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Saviour's name! 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rising pow'r: Sing how he intercedes above For us whose sins he bore. 3 Ye pilgrims on the road To Zion's city, sing! "Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away, To our eternal home. 5 There shall our raptur'd tongues TO God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And ev'ry hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls Unblemish'd and complete, Shall meet around the throne, WHEN all thy mercies, Lord, to mind we call, Astonish'd at thy feet we humbly fall. Grant us still in future, thy kind direction, Till in us all the aim of thy election When I to him My faithful Saviour cleave, And pond'ring on his wonders kneel before him, Praise him with tears of joy, and in I of his love fresh proofs receive, 3 I'm well assur'd A kind forgiving Lord; And gain new strength to run my fu-The succour which I ask, I'll wait with ture race; He sheds abroad in me his love divine, faith and patience, For he at last will help afford, 4 Praise ye the Lord, His chosen witnesses; Where'er we are, to him ourselves addressing In pray'r, we surely shall not fail to share his blessing; We therefore sing with one accord: 587. T. 16. NE'ER dejected-unaffected May I walk before thee here; What distresses,-or oppresses, Pouring in thy faithful ear. 588.* T. 580. WITH ardent longing, at thy feet, And deign thy needy child to hear. 2 Grant me an upright simple heart, But not serve sin; forbid it, God! 3 Grant me a harmless, dove-like mind, To true humility inclin'd, Thy will be mine indeed; A share in others' welfare take, To execute thy will; Give me a trusty ear; A constant, genuine brother's heart, And gladly others' burdens bear. 7 In converse make me tractable And mild, in storms invincible, And never prone to yield; Of those, who cheerfully Wherever they are sent by thee. 10 O Father, me with pleasure own The dear-bought purchase of thy Son; O Spirit, bless thou me, Guide and protect me as thy child; |