Father, source of all compassion, Sound His praise through earth and heaven, 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 G Thy saving love, Thy saving power; And, to our utmost stretch of thought, Hail the redemption Thou hast wrought. 2 We love the stroke that breaks our chain, The sword by which our sins are slain: And while abased in dust we bow, We sing the grace that lays us low. 3 Perish each thought of human pride: Let God alone be magnified: His glory let the heavens resound, Echoed from earth's remotest bound. 4 Saints, who His full salvation know, Saints, who but taste it here below, Join every angel's voice to raise Continued, never-ending praise. 247 1 Psalm cxxxvi. 3-6; 23, 24. C. M. FATHER, how wide Thy glory shines, How high Thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 But when we view Thy strange design Where vengeance and compassion join 3 Here the whole Deity is known, Which of the glories brightest shone, 4 Now the full glories of the Lamb 5 O may I bear some humble part Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And every labour of His hands 4 I would for ever speak His name, 249 John 1. 14. C. M. WATTS. 1 THE Lord, descending from above, Invites His children near, While power, and truth, and boundless love 2 Here in Thy gospel's wondrous frame, 3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines, 4 The law its best obedience owes And Thy revenging justice shews 5 But still the lustre of Thy grace 250 John ill. 16-18. 1 L. M. WATTS. TOT to condemn the sons of men, He loved the race of man so well, 251 1 E sing the deep mysterious plan, W which God devised ere time began: 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. 252 Tit. iii. 5, 6. L. M. 1 NOW WATTS. to the power of God supreme 2 Not for our duties or deserts, But of His own abounding grace, 3 "Twas His own purpose that begun 4 Jesus the Lord appears at last, 5 He dies, and in that dreadful night 253 1 John iv. 19. D. C. M. I. A. E 1 E love Thee, Lord, yet not alone Because Thy bounteous hand, Showers down its rich and ceaseless gifts Because Thou bidst the Sun go forth And kindle earth to glowing life 2 Because Thou roll'st the orbs of light In summer gale and rushing wind, 3 "Tis not alone because Thy names For these Thy gifts we praise Thee, Lord; The incense of Thy children's love 4 We love Thee, Lord, because when we Thou didst recall our wandering souls When helpless, hopeless, we were lost Thou didst send forth a guiding ray |