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2. Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But we arise, by grace divine,
To see a heavenly day.

3. Salvation!-let the echo fly

The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.


C. M.

1. THERE is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.

2. The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, as vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

3. Dear, dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power

Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

4. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be, till I die.

5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing Thy power to save,

When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.



C. M.

1. To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song!


O, may His love-immortal flame-
heart and tongue.



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2. His love what mortal thought can reach!
What mortal tongue display!
Imagination's utmost stretch
In wonder dies away.

3. Dear Lord, while we, adoring, pay
Our humble thanks to Thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
"The Saviour died for me."

4. O, may the sweet, the blissful theme
Fill every heart and tongue,

Till strangers love Thy charming name,
And join the sacred song.


C. M.


1. AWAKE, my heart, arise, my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice;

In God, the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice.

2. 'Tis He adorned my naked soul,
And made salvation mine;
Upon a poor, polluted worm
He makes His graces shine.


3. And, lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found,

He took the robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around.

4. How far this heavenly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!

These ornaments, how bright they shine!
How white the garments are!

5. The Spirit wrought my faith, and love,
And hope, and every grace;
But Jesus spent His life to work
The robe of righteousness.

6. Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed,
By the great sacred Three!
In sweetest harmony of praise,
Let all thy powers agree.


C. M.

1. COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

2. "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus;"

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
"For He was slain for us.


3. Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine;

And blessings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, forever thine.

4. Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high,

And speak Thine endless praise.

5. The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.


C. M.

1. BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb
Amid His Father's throne;
Prepare new honors for His name,
And songs before unknown.


2. Let elders worship at His feet,
The church adored around,
With vials full of odors sweet,

And harps of sweeter sound.


3. Now to the Lamb that once was slain,
Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy, remain
Forever on Thy head.

4. Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,
Hast set the prisoner free,

Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with Thee.

5. The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath Thy power;
Then shorten these delaying days,
And bring the promised hour.


C. M.

1. Mr Saviour! my almighty Friend!
When I begin Thy praise,

Where will the growing numbers end—
The numbers of Thy grace?

2. Thou art my everlasting trust;
Thy goodness I adore;

And since I knew Thy graces first
I speak Thy glories more.


4. When I am filled with sore distress
For some surprising sin,

I'll plead Thy perfect righteousness,
And mention none but Thine.

3. My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;

And march, with courage, in Thy strength,
To see my Father God.

5. How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vict'ries of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall Thy salvation sing.

6. Awake, awake, my tuneful powers!
With this delightful song


C. M.

1. PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.

I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.

2. With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;

He saw, and-O amazing love!-
He ran to our relief.

3. Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste He fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

4. O for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.



5. Angels! assist our mighty joys;
Strike all your harps of gold:
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

C. M.

1. HAPPY the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast;
Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.


2. Knowledge, alas! 't is all in vain,
And all in vain our fear;

Our stubborn sins will fight and reign,
If love be absent there.

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