4

5

If in my Father's love,

I share a filial part,

"

Send down thy Spirit like a dove
To rest upon my heart.

We would no longer lie

Like slayes beneath the throne;"~
My faith shall Abba, Father,' cry:
And thou the kindred own. 1.

368.

191

(1 JOHN iii. 1-3.)

LESSED are the sons of God;

They are bought with Christ's own blood;
They are ransom'd from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have:
With them number'd may we be,
Now and through eternity!

2 They are justified by grace,
'They enjoy a solid peace;

All their sins are wash'd away,
They shall stand in God's great day:
With them, &c.

graces T

8 They produce the fruits of grace
In the works of righteousness:

Born of God, they hate all sin, i drob rok
God's pure word remains withing wolf
With them, &
&CN THO 4 95 97 tuổ
And to gif qd lode 57
4 They have fellowship with God,
Through the Mediator's blood: op ogod A
One with God, through Jesus onė, iri vniš
Glory is in them begun :02 1510 Saung yell
With them, &c. Sugar mo I si rendƆ aå

A A

I

5 They alone are truly blest Ct algoń v&& #dbyndy& Heirs of God, joint heirs with Christ; They with love and peace are fill'd; They are, by his Spirit, seal'd: With them number'd may we be, Now and through eternity!

369.

(1 JOHN V. 12.).

C.M.

r

HAPPY Christian, who can boast,,!
The Son of God is mine;'

Happy, though humbled in the dust,
Rich in this gift divine.

2 He lives the life of heaven below,
And shall for ever live;

Eternal streams from Christ shall flow,
And endless vigour give.

3 That life we ask with bended knee,
Nor will the Lord deny ;

Nor will celestial mercy see
Its humble suppliants die.

4 That life obtain'd, for praise alone
We wish continued breath;

And, taught by blest experience, own,
That praise can live in death.

1 MY Jesus, while in mortal flesh I hold my frail abode,

Still would my spirit rest on thee,

1 C. M.

Its Saviour and its God. o smooed I HIT

2 By hourly faith in thee I live, 16 snola vodT ĉ 'Midst all my griefs and snares ;) to And death, encounter'd in thy sight, No form of horror wears.

3 On thy dear cross I fix mine eyes,

Then raise them to thy seat; Till love dissolves my inmost soul At its Redeemer's feet.

H

T

408

4 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms; Be dead to every sin:

And tell the boldest foes without,

That Jesus reigns within.

5 My life with his connected stands,
Nor asks a surer ground;
He keeps me in his gracious arms,
Where heaven itself is found.

1

J

ESUS, thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare O knit my thankful heart to thee, of telT And reign without a rival there: Asia W 'Strange fire' far from my heart remove, b My every act, word, thought, be love.adT

2 O that I, as a little child,

May follow thee, and never rest,
Till fully thou hast breath'd thy mild Y
YM
And lowly mind into my breast; dod I
Nor ever may we parted be, vi bluow llis?
Till I become one spirit with thee.oive ail

;

3 Still let thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things thy love hath wrought!
Still lead me, lest I go astray:

Direct my work, inspire my thought;
And if I fall, soon may I hear

Thy voice, and know that thou art near.

4 In suffering be thy love my peace,
In weakness be thy love my power!
And when the storm of life shall cease,
Jesus, in that important hour,
In death as life, be thou my guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.

tre

1 SON of God, thy blessing' grant,

Still supply my every want!

Tree of life, thine influence shed,
With thy sap my spirit feed!

2 Tenderest branch, alas! am I;
Without thee I fade and die;
Weak as helpless infancy;-
O confirm my soul in thee!

3 Unsustain'd by thee, I fall;
Send the strength for which I call!
Weaker than a bruised reed,
Help I every moment need.

4 All my hopes on thee depend,
Love me, save me, to the end
Give me the continuing grace
Take the everlasting praise

COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;

Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be express'd.

2 Come fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,

And learn the height, and breadth, and length
Of thine unmeasurable grace. Paw pa

3 Now to the God whose power can do
boob al
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done,
By all the church, through Christ his Son.

1

374.

MY

(1 PET. i. 8.)

Y gracious Redeemer I love,
His praises aloud I'll proclaim,
And join with the armies above
To shout his adorable name :,
To gaze on his glories divine
Shall be my eternal employ;
To feel them incessantly shine,
My boundless ineffable joy.

I

2 He freely redeem'd, with his blood,
My soul from the confines of hell,
To live on the smiles of my God,
And in his blest presence to dwell;
To shine with the angels of light;
With saints, and with seraphs to sing; ovol
To view, with eternal delight,

A

om svið My Jesus, my Saviour, my King9 adt 94T