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5. But still the lustre of thy grace
Our warmer thoughts employs,
And more exalts our joys.
Hymn 165. c. M.
to shore, Thy word, O Lord, we value more,
Than India, or Peru. 2. Here mines of knowledge, love and joy
Are open'd to our sight: The purest gold without alloy,
And gems divinely bright. 3. The counsels of redeeming grace
These sacred leaves unfold : And here the Saviour's lovely face
Our raptur'd eyes behold. 4. Here light descending from above
Directs our doubtful feet, Here promises of heavenly love
Our ardent wishes meet. 5. Ournum'rous griefs are here redresta..
Andall our wants supply'd: Nought we can ask to make us blest,
Is in this book deny'd.
That so enrich the mind,
Assur'd that we shall find!
Hymn 166. c. M.
For ever be thy name ador'd
For these celestial lines.
Exhaustless riches find;
And lasting as the mind. 3. Here the fair tree of knowledge grows
And yields a free repast,
Invite the longing taste.
Spreads heav'nly peace around; And life, and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound. 5. O may these heav'nly pages be
My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I
Be thou forever near,
Hymn 168, 1. m.
GM, in the Gospel of his Son,
Makes his eternal counsels known; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines,
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2. Here sinners of a humble frame
May taste his grace, and learn his name; "Tis writ in characters of blood
Severely just, immensely good.
His soul-attracting charms displays,
4. Wisdom its dictates here imparts,
To form our minds, to cheer our hearts;
It bids the drooping saint revive. 5. Our raging passions it controuls,
And comfort yields to contrite souls;
And guides us all our journey thro.' 6. May this blest volume ever lie
Close to my heart, and near my eye, 'Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage !
Hymn 168. L. u. The Gospel is the power of God to salvation, Rom. 1.16. 1. THAT shall the dying sinner do,
That seeks relief for all his woe! Where shall the guilty conscience find
Ease for the torment of the mind ?
Or form our natures fit for heav'n?
Make their own pow'rs and passions clean? 3. In vain we search, in vain we try,
Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh;
That save rebellious souls from hell. 4. This is the pillar of our hope,
Which bears our fainting spirits up ;
Hymn 169. c. m. S HA Lur incarnades Good
HALL Atheists dare insult the cross:
Shall Infidels revile his truth,
And trample on his blood ?
To cleanse us from our faults?
Transcend our feeble thoughts? 3. What if his gospel bids us strive
With'flesh, and self, and sin? The prize is most divinely bright,
That we are call'd to win.
Still of his grace partake?
For so the prophet spake.
Our lips profess his word ; Nor ever shun those holy men
Who fear and love the Lord.
nations from above ;
Hymn 170. L. M. 1. THIS is the word of truth and love,
Sent to the nations from above;
What his Almighty grace can do. 2. This remedy did wisdom find,
To heal diseases of the mind;
Restore the ruin'd creature, man. 3. The gospel bids the dead revive,
Sinners obey the voice and live ;
And hearts of stone are turn*d to flesh. 4. May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze and hate me too ;
Hymn 171. L. M.
The ancient prophets spoke his word; His Spirit did their tongues inspire,
And warm'd their hearts with heav'nly fire. 2. The works and wonders which they wrought,
Confirm'd the messages they brought ;
To save the holy words from death.
On the dear volume of thy book :
And read his name who died for me. 4. Let the false raptures of the mind
Be lost and vanish in the wind:
Hymn 172. c. n. 1. E sons of earth prepare the plough;
the fallow ground! The sower is gone forth to sow,
And scatter blessings round. 2. The seed that finds a stony soil,
Shoots-forth a hasty blade;
Soon wither'd, scorch'd, and deada 3. The thorny ground is sure to baulk
All hopes of harvest there;
But not the fruitful ear.
Receive the word in vain ;
And pick up all the grain.