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3 The names of all the saints he bears,
Engraven on his heart;
That he hath lost his part.
and monuments and crowns
bymn CLXXXVI. Common Metre. [X].
God's Love to his Church,
And burst into a song ;
And pleasures tune my tongue. 2 God, on his thirsty Sion hill,
Some mercy-drops has thrown,
To shower salvation down.
Suspicions and complaints ?
Grow weary of his faints? 4. Can a kind mother e'er forget
The object of her care?
Her suckling have no share ? 5 “Yet (faith the Lord) should nature change,
And mothers monsters prove, Sion still dwells upon the heart
Of everlasting love.
6 «Deep on the palms of both my hands
I have engray'd her namne;
Hymn CLXXXVII. Long Metre. Ex
The Glory and Grace of Cbrift. NA
OW to the a
Awake, my foul , awake, my tongue Hofanna to th' eternal Name,
And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face,
The brightest image of his grace ;
Has all his noblest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth and spreading flood,
Proclaim the wise, the powerful God;
Sparkle in every rolling star.
Drawn out in far fuperior lines;
Outshines the beams of nature's face. 5 Grace ! ”Tis a pure celestial theme,
Our thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name!
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 60 may we reach that glorious place,
Where we shall see hini face to face;
hymn CLXXXVIII. Long Metre. [*]
Glory to Cbrist our Prijf ond King. OW to the Lord who makes us know NOW
The wonders of his dying love; Be humble honours paid below,
And strains of nobler praise above.
And wafh'd us in his precious blood;
And brings us rebels near to God, 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest,
To Jesus, our eternal King,
And every tongue his glory ling.
And every eye shall see him move!
Then he displays his pard'ning love. 5 The unbelieving world fhall wail,
Whilst we rejoice to see the day;
Watts. Hymn CLXXXIX. Long Metre. [*]
Salvation by Grace.
Be everlasting honours given ;
And calls our wand'ring feet to heaven,
M . He works salvation in our hearts,
And forms a people for his praise. 3 'Twas his own purpose that begun
To rescue finners doom'd to die;
Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jefus, the Lord, appears at last,
And makes his Father's counsels known;
And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies, and in that dreadful night
Did all the powers of hell destroy;
Common Meire. IN E-
My heart thy tribute bring;
With grateful pleasure sing.
His mercy holds the rod;
And speaks a faithful God. 3 A faithful God is ever nigh,
When humbie grief implores; His ear attends each plaintive sigh,
He pities and restores. 4 My grateful foul would humbly bring
Her tribute to thy throne;
Accept the wish, my God, my King,
To make thy goodness known. 5 Obe the life thy hand restores,
Devoted to thy praise !
To thee, my future days.
A warmer love inspire ;
Dpmn CXCI. Common Metre. [* or b]
Encircling nature round:
With verdure lately crown'd!
And light and warmth depart;
heart. 3 My heart, where mental winter reigns,
in night's dark mantle clad, Confin'd in cold inactive chains,
How defolate and fad !
Shall cheer the mourning earth;
Renew their annual birth.
His all-enliv'ning smile,