Ch. Thrice happy are those fouls indeed, Who fowing tears, a precious feed, Find in this world of woe and strife, Pattern and comfort in thy life; For this thy grace by us, O Lord! Be humbly in the duft ador'd! Amen.
1. Those bleffings on us all beftow, Which from thy holy merits flow, Open to us this precious ftore, Lord Jefus, and we ask no more.
2. We from thy toilfome life derive Rich comforts, while on earth we live Ch. Thou for our fake didft bear the crofs,' And still with patience bear'ft with us..
A. 3. By all that thou haft done or faid, Great bleffings thou haft merited, Thy walking, fleeping, toil, and fweat, Redound unto our benefit..
4. In fervant's form thou mad'ft us free From Satan's cruel tyranny.
Our chastisement on thee was laid, Thy blood for us a ranfom paid.
5. Our likenefs thou didst still retain Afcending into Heav'n again, Where thee in glory we fhall fee, And also be made like to thee..
6. Lord Jefus Chrift, all praise to thee, That from the curfe we're now set free, Since thou our curfe haft borne, and thus From fin and guilt deliver'd us.
7. We pray thee, fix our hearts and eyes Upon thy bleeding facrifice,
That we may day and night by faith Enjoy the merits of thy death.
8. Grant, that it may to all appear, That we thy death in mem'ry bear, And may evʼn in our looks ferene Likeness of Chrift, our friend, be seen.
Ch. That our minds and whole behavior May resemble thee our Savior, And thy fanctifying merit Hallow body, foul, and spirit.
9. In this world thou art no more now, Us as thy race thou leav'ft below; Take us into thy fpecial care, Secure our fouls from ev'ry fnare.
10. Let our white robes of righteousness Be by thy blood kept clean always; Thy whole falvation make our own, And us with constant vict'ry crown!
Ch. 11. That name which only to thee's known, Lay on our Choir, we are thine own,
And by thy incarnation bleft, Preferve our fouls and bodies chafte Amen.
L.&Ch. O JESUS, fource of grace,
Impart thy precious peace To our Choir and Claffes, Whene'er we feek thy face, When we, to give thee praises, Humbly bow the knee,
And bring thanks to thee, In fweet harmony.
1. Blefs, Jefus! with thy peace and favor Our Choir, as oft as we endeavor, T'exalt thy matchlefs love and grace, And thee with thankful hearts to praise;
2. That thou, the God of our falvation, Conftrain'd by mercy and compaffion, Becam'ft a man to fet us free From guilt, and curfe, and misery.
3. Thanks for the inexhausted treasure Of bleffings, which in richest measure, From thee on us poor finners flow, And prove our comfort here below.
L. & Ch. O precious thoughts of peace
O undeferved grace! All of us had perish'd In fins and trefpaffes,
Hadft thou not for us purchas'd Life and ev'ry good, By thy precious blood, Jefus, man and God!
A. 4. Jefus, thy love and condefcenfion
Is great beyond all comprehenfion;
Thou from the manger to the cross Gav'ft countless proofs of love to us.
5. Thou boreft our fins and curfe-infliction, For us to purchase benediction,
And didft by conq'ring death and hell Sin's power and dominion quell.
6. Thy words, thy walk, thy interceffion, Thy tears, thy cries, and bitter paffion, Yea, all that thou haft done for us, Is truly meritorious.
L. Ch. This fills our hearts with joy; We gladly testify
Of his great falvation, And publish far and near With deep humiliation, That his blood divine Can wash finners clean,
From all ftains of fin.
4. 7. O may we at thy feet, dear Savior, Still more enjoy thy grace and favor, Conftrain'd by thy redeeming love May we thy true difciples prove.
8. Our lives for thee O may we venture, And freely in thy fervice enter,
Yea, may our Choir fhow forth thy praise And honor thee in all their ways!
L. Ch. Might each one in us trace Th' effect of Jefu's grace, That by him inspired
With zeal and willingness,
Each Brother's heart be fired, Out of gratitude
To spend life and blood,
In the cause of God.
9. In faith we fay: Amen, Lord Jefus, Unto our Choir be thou propitious, And glorify thy name ftill more
In us, we humbly thee implore.
L.& Ch. 10. He'll grant it: Hearts and hands furrender Anew to him, with love moft tender, And vow, that, till his face you see, To him you will obedient be.
A. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Our God, we render praise!
In concert with the ransom'd hoft We fing redeeming grace;
Whilft they, who round his throne appear, The wonders of his love declare,
And fing: "The Lamb for us was flain:" Our hearts reply: Amen.
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