L L GOD HYMN 12. たい! OD moves in a mysterious way He plants his footsteps in the sea, 2 Deep in unfathomable mines, He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, L REDEMPTION. L IV. H, how shall fallen man 2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, L Could we for one of thousand faults 3 All-seeing, pow'rful God! V L Who can with thee contend? Or who that tries th' unequal strife, 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake! The trembling earth deserts her place, 5 Ah, how shall guilty man 1 Contend with such a God? None, none can meet him, and escape, TH HYMN 14. JOB ix. 30-33. こ (L. M.) HOUGH I should seek to wash me clean My soul would yet its spot retain, And sink in conscious guilt and wo: 2. The Spirit, in his pow'r divine, Would cast my vaunting soul to earth, And show the vileness of its worth. 3 Ah, not like erring man is God, That men to answer him should dare; 4 There, must a Mediator plead, Who, God and man, may both embrace; 5 And lo! the Son of God is slain In Him, my soul, be cleans'd from stain, L Ľ L 1 ALL glorious God, what hymns of praise Shall our transported voices raise! ti 4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores, HYMN 16. L (C. M.) ALVATION! Oh! the joyful sound; 1 SAL Glad tidings to our ears; A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears.. 2 Salvation! buried once in sin, 3 Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around; 4 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb, Chorus, for the end of each verse. Glory, honour, praise, and pow'r, 12 HYMNS. HYMN 17, 16/46. M.) our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song! 1 To 7d348 O may his love (immortal flame!) L (C. 2 His love what mortal thought can reach! 3 He left his radiant throne on high, And came to earth to bleed and die! 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme, 1 Till strangers love thy charming name, SA HYMN 18. AVIOUR, source of ev'ry blessing, 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, 4 By thy hand restor❜d, defended, し L (111. 3.) 1 12142 L MY HYMN 19. TITUS iii. 4—7. Y grateful soul, for ever praise, Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths 2 Vain ard presumptuous is the trust Flows to our fallen race. (C. M.) 4 3 "Tis from the love of God through Christ, L His mercy sav'd our souls from death, 4 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed, Removes our dross, and love divine 5 Thus rais'd from death, we live anew; 1 We hope in glory to appear, HYMN 20. HOW helpless guilty nature lies, Η Unconscious of its load! The heart unchang'd can never rise 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, Reason debas'd can never find The safe, the narrow way. 3 Can aught beneath a pow'r divine 4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, (c. M.) |