3 Christ is my All: where shall I go?
Without Him, I can nothing do!
Helpless and weak, a sinner great,
Yet in His righteousness complete.
SONS we are, through God's election,
Who in Jesus Christ believe:
By eternal destination,
Saving grace we here receive:
Our Redeemer
Does both grace and glory give.
2 Ev'ry soul of man, by sinning,
Merits everlasting pain;
But Thy love, without beginning,
Formed and fixed salvation's plan:
Countless millions,
Shall in life, through Jesus, reign.
3 Pause, my soul! adore and wonder!
Ask, O why such love to me?
Grace hath put me in the number
Of the Saviour's family:
Hallelujah!
Thanks, Eternal Love, to Thee!
4 These are springs of consolation,
To converted sons of grace:
Finished, free, and full salvation,
Shining in the Saviour's face!
Free grace only
Suits the wretched sinner's case!
5 When in that blest habitation,
Which my God for me ordained;
When in glory's full possession,
I with saints and angels stand;
Free grace only,
Shall resound through Canaan's land!
MLet Thy welcome light appear;
ORNING Star, I wait for Thee;
Thou my Guide in trav❜ling be,
And no danger need I fear.
2 Star of good old Jacob's line,
Who the God of Israel art!
On Thy drooping pilgrims shine,
Cheering each benighted heart.
3 Guard me, Day Spring, from all ill, Guard my heart, and mend my pace, come to Zion's hill,
And adore Thee face to face.
4 Thou the wise men well didst lead,
By a star-light from the east-
Show me also where to tread,
Else I rove and miss my rest.
5 Go before me in the way,
Shine upon me, sweet and clear,
Sparkle brighter ev'ry day,
Till my Star a Sun appear.
PRECIOUS Jesus! Friend of sinners!
We, as such, to Thee draw near;
Let Thy Spirit now dwell in us,
And with love our souls inspire;
Fill, O fill us
2 Matchless Saviour! let us view Thee,
As the Lord our Righteousness:
Cause each soul to cleave unto Thee,
Come and with Thy presence bless;
Dear Immanuel!
Feast us with Thy sov’reign grace.
3 Open now Thy precious treasure;
Let the blessings freely flow ;
Give to each, a gracious measure
Of Thy glory, here below;
Loving Bridegroom!
'Tis Thyself, we want to know.
4 Come, and claim us as Thy portion,
And let us lay claim to Thee;
Leave us not to empty notion,
But from bondage set us free;
King of Glory!
We would live and reign with Thee.
THE gospel comes with welcome news,
To sinners lost like me:
Their various schemes let others choose,
Saviour! I come to Thee.
2 Of sinners sure I am the chief,
But grace is rich and free;
This welcome truth affords relief
To sinners, ev'n to me.
3 of merit now let others speak,
But merit I have none;
For merit 'tis in vain to seek :
I'm saved by grace alone.
4 'Twas grace my wayward heart first won, 'Tis grace that holds me fast;
Grace will complete the work begun,
And save me to the last.
5 Then shall my soul with raptures trace
What God has done for me;
And celebrate redeeming grace,
Throughout eternity.
YES, I shall soon be landed
On yonder shores of bliss;
There, with my powers expanded,
Shall dwell where Jesus is.
2 Yes, I shall soon be seated With Jesus on His throne; My foes be all defeated,
And sacred peace made known.
3 With Father, Son, and Spirit,
I shall for ever reign,
Sweet joy and peace inherit,
And ev'ry good obtain.
4 I soon shall reach the harbour,
To which I speed my way;
Shall cease from all my labour,
And there for ever stay.
5 Sweet Spirit, guide me over
This life's tempestuous sea;
Keep me, O Holy Lover,
For I confide in Thee.
6 O! that in Jordan's swelling,
I may be helped to sing,
And pass the river, telling
The triumphs of my King.
MY spotless Saviour lived for me,
On Him, my sins were laid;
And whilst I view Him rise, I see
Each mite was fully paid.
2 That precious blood, which faith applies,
In spite of hell and sin,
My guilty conscience pacifies,
And spreads sweet peace within.
3 Ascended now to God on high,
Above th' etherial skies,
He bids me boldly to draw nigh,
And all my want supplies.
4 Though base backslidings me reprove,
He those backslidings heals:
Displays His never changing love,
And all His grace reveals.
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