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4 Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.
L. M. 46
Grief for the Sins and Miseries of Men. ARISE, my tender thoughts, arise; Let torrents drown my weeping eyes; And-thou, my heart, with anguish feel
Those evils which thou canst not heal. 2 See human beings sunk in shame;
See scandals poured on Jesus' name;
The world abused the soul undone. 3 My heart with reverence hears thy word,
And trembles at thy threatenings, Lord; I know the wretched, dreadful end,
To which their careless steps descend. 4 But feeble my compassion proves,
It can but weep, where most it loves;
And turn these drops of grief to joy. 47
Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The seeds of sin grow up for death:
3 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to atone:
My only refuge is thy grace.
And form my spirit pure and true ;
S. M. 48
God's Purpose of Mercy.
His Godhead from his throne;
By which he will be known. 2 Ye dying souls, that sit
In darkness and distress,
To his recovering grace.
Their thankful tongues shall own,
In thee, O Lord, alone, 4 In thee shall Israel trust,
And see their guilt forgiven;
And take the saints to heaven, 49
Dispense his favors as he will;
Choose some to life, while others die,
And yet be just and gracious still ? 2 Shall man reply against the Lord,
And call his Maker's ways unjust, The thunder of whose dreadful word
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust? 3 But, O my soul, if truths so bright
Should dazzle and confound thy sight, Yet still his written will obey, And wait the great decisive day.
S. M. 50
God's Purpose of Mercy.
To an immortal tune,
Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how eternal love
Its chief beloved chose,
From their abyss of woes. 3 'Twas me
filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by, When Christ was sent with pardons down
To rebels doomed to die. 4 Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease ; Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offered peace.
H. M. 51
Proclamation of the Gospel.
Roll o'er the heavenly plains!
And seraphs find employ,
For their sublimest strains.
The joyful hosts descend;
To earth his footsteps bend ;
Let every mortal know
What pity he can show.
To great Immanuel's name;
And loud his grace proclaim. Angels and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing!
C. M. 52
The Gospel hailed. SALVATION!-oh, the joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears. 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.
S. M. 53
Salvation by Grace.
Harmonious to the ear!
And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man;
Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace'taught my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road:
While pressing on to God.
Through everlasting days:
And well deserves the praise.
C. M. 54
The divine Character exhibited in the Gospel. FATHER, how wide thy glory shines !
How high thy wonders rise !
By thousand thro' the skies.
To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms;