G HYMN 12. · 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, 'Α IV. REDEMPTION. HYMN 13. Job ix. 2-6. H, how shall fallen man If he contend in righteousness, 2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, 3 All-seeing, pow'rful God! Who can with thee contend? Or who that tries th' unequal strife. (C. M.) (S. M.) 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, 5 Ah, how shall guilty man Contend with such a God? None, none can meet him, and escape, 1HOUGH I should seek to wash me clean In water of the driven snow, 'TH 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, Expose the foulness of its sin, 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; With God, for man to intercede, And offer man the purchas'd grace. 5 And lo! the Son of God is slain 1 To be this Mediator crown'd: A LL glorious God, what hymns of praise Shall our transported voices raise! What ardent love and zeal are due, While heaven stands open to our view! 2 Once we were fall'n, and O how low! Just on the brink of endless wo; When Jesus, from the realms above, Borne on the wings of boundless love, 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night, And spread around his heavenly light! By him what wondrous grace is shown 1 Where saints in light our coming wait, S HYMN 16. ALVATION! O the joyful sound, A sov'reign balm for every wound, 2 Salvation! buried once in sin, 3 Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around; 1 Chorus, for the end of each verse. T O our Redeemer's glorious name may his love (immortal flame!) (C. M.) (C. M.) 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach! What mortal tongue display! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left his radiant throne on high, 1 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Saviour died for me." 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme Till strangers love thy charming name HYMN 18. AVIOUR, source of every blessing, 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, 1 HYMN 19 Titus iii. 4-7. Y grateful soul, for ever praise, M' Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths 2 Vain and presumptuous is the trust (III. 3.) (C. M.) 3 "Tis from the love of God through Christ, That all our hopes begin; 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; "H HYMN 20. OW helpless guilty nature lies, The heart unchang'd can never rise 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, Reason debas'd can never find 3 Can aught beneath a power divine 4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 5 To chase the shades of death away, A beam of heaven, a vital ray, "Tis thine alone to give. (C. M.) 6 O change these wretched hearts of ours And give them life divine! 1 Then shall our passions and our powers, FA HYMN 21. ATHER, to thee my soul I lift, 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, (C. M.) |