6 Then, hallelujah! power and praise 1 HYMN 253. C. M. O save me for thy mercy's sake. MERCY alone can meet my case; For mercy, Lord, I cry: Jesus, Redeemer, show thy face 2 Save me--for none beside can save; With failing step, life's stormy wave;- 3 I perish, and my doom were just; I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust; 4 Still sure to me thy promise stands Behold it written on thy hands, 5 To this, this only will I elcave; That word is truth, and I believe ;- 1F HYMN 254. P. M. The Image of God. ATHER of eternal grace, Meekly beaming in my face, May the world thine image see. 2 Happy only a thy love, Poor, unfriended, or unknown, 3 Humble, holy, all resign'd To thy will-thy will be done, 4 Counting gain and glory loss, May I tread the path He trod, Die with Jesus on the cross, Rise with Him to Thee, my God. HYMN 255. P. M. 1 TOW sweet to reflect on those joys that await H me, In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, Where glorify'd spirits with welcome shall greet me, And lead me to mansions prepar'd for the blest; Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, My happiness perfect, my mind sky unclouded, I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, And range with delight thro' the Eden of Love. 2 While angelic legions, with harps tun'd celestial, Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial, In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise; The song of redemption shall echo thro' heaven, My soul will respond, to Immanuel be given All glory, all honour, all might and dominion, Who brought us thro' grace to the Eden of Love. 3 Hail! blessed estate! Hail ye songsters of glory! Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above! And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, "Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love." Though prison'd in earth, yet by anticipation, Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation Of joys that await me when free'd from probation: My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love. HYMN 256. P. M. 1 I LOVE my blessed Saviour, And I am his for ever, If I but faithful prove; And now I'm bound for Canaan, I feel my sins forgiv'n, And soon shall get to heaven P 2 Poor sinners may deride me, 3 The pleasing time is hast'ning, When yonder shining orders, 4 My thirsty soul is panting, While praise and pray'r are venting. From my feeble tongue. How ardent my desire! Lord Jesus, raise me higher, In that immortal song. 5 Farewell, I'm bound for glory, Had I angels' pinions, I'd range the bright dominions, 6 The pleasing smile of Jesus, JE HYMN 257. P. M. ESUS, while he dwelt below, To a place would often go; Near to Kedron's brook it lay; On this conflict much he thought; 3 Came at length the dreadful night; 4 There my Saviour bore my guilt; This through grace can be believ'd; But the horrors which he felt, Are too vast to be conceiv'd: 5 Sins against a holy God, Sins against his righteous laws- 6 Saviour, all the stone remove From my flinty, frozen heart; 1 I HYMN 258. P. M. AM on my way to heaven, How thankful, thankful, thankful am I; Down from the holy city, The Lord did look in pity; And mercy, mercy, he sent from the sky, And thas my joys to heighten; To sinners like me, who have stray'd from their I, like a wretched scoffer, Refused every offer, But still he pursued with the cries of his blood. My nature did oppress me, He heal'd my soul, and bless'd me, 3 Not all this world's gay pleasure As Jesus's love, when we feel it flow; We'll fear no bonds or prison, For Jesus looks down and he guards us below: Our Jesus he doth arm us, His Spirit it doth warm us, And if to Jesus we prove true, Should death invade our mortal frame, This never can alarm ui, For Jesus, Jesus, will still be our friend. 4 I'm happy now in seeing So many sinners fleeing To Jesus, whose ways are all pleasure and peace; Alone I shall not travel, In spite of man or devil, For daily I see their rumbers increase; |