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Father, source of all compassion,
Pure, unbounded grace is Thine: Hail, the God of our salvation,
Praise Him for His love divine. 2 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy, Sound His praise through earth and heaven,
Let His love your hearts employ; Joyfully on earth adore Him,
Till in heaven our song we raise ; There, enraptured, fall before Him,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
246 Psalm xl. 16. L. M. DODDRIDGE
1 NOD of salvation, we adore
U Thy saving love, Thy saving power;
Hail the redemption Thou hast wrought. 2 We love the stroke that breaks our chain,
The sword by which our sins are slain :
We sing the grace that lays us low.
Let God alone be magnified :
Echoed from earth's remotest bound. 4 Saints, who His full salvation know,
Saints, who but taste it here below,
How Thy wonders !
FATHER, how wide Thy glory shines,
2 But when we view Thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
In their divinest forms:
Nor dares a creature guess
The justice or the grace.
Adorn the heavenly plains;
And try their choicest strains. 6 O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!
And love command my tongue.
And every labour of His hands
Shews something worthy of a God. 2 But in the grace that rescued man,
His brightest form of glory shines :
In precious blood and crimson lines. 30 the sweet wonders of that cross,
Where God the Saviour loved and died ! Her noblest life my spirit draws
From His dear wounds and bleeding side. 4 I would for ever speak His name,
In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
John 1. 14. C. M.
Invites His children near, While power, and truth, and boundless love
Display their glories here.
Fresh wisdom we pursue;
Beyond whate'er they knew.
Thy wonders here we trace;
And shines in Jesus' face.
To our incarnate God;
Its honours in His blood.
Our warmer thoughts employs,
And more exalts our joys.
John iil. 16-18. L. M. WATTS. OT to condemn the sons of men,
No weapons in His hands are seen,
No flaming sword nor thunder there, 2 Such was the pity of our God,
He loved the race of man so well,
Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word,
Trust in His mighty name and live;
Col. i. 26.
TE sing the deep mysterious plan,
At length disclos'd in all its light: We bless the wondrous birth of love, Which beams around us from above,
With grace so free, and hopes so bright. 2 Here has the wise, Eternal Mind In Christ, their common Head, conjoined
Gentiles and Jews, and earth and heaven: Through Him, from the great Father's
throne, Rivers of bliss come rolling down,
And endless peace and life are given.
Tit. iii. 5, 6.
L. M. WATTS. to the power of God supreme
He saves from hell, we bless His name,
2 Not for our duties or deserts,
But of His own abounding grace,
And forms a people for His praise. 3 'Twas His own purpose that begun
To rescue rebels doomed to die;
Before He spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus the Lord appears at last,
And makes His Father's counsels known,
5 He dies, and in that dreadful night
Did all the powers of hell destroy ; Rising, He brought our heaven to light,
And took possession of the joy. 253 1 John iv. 19. D. C. M. I. A. E 1 ΓΕ
Because Thy bounteous hand, Showers down its rich and ceaseless gifts
On ocean and on land :
Rejoicing in his might,
And beauty, with his light:
Through trackless fields of space, And giv'st to each low creeping flower
Its fragrance and its grace:
Alike we see Thee near;
Alike Thy voice we hear :
Of wisdom, power, and love, Are written on the earth beneath,
The glorious skies above.
Yet not for these alone,
Arises to Thy throne.
Had err'd and gone astray,
Into the heavenward way.
In sin and sorrow's night,
Of Thy benignant light.