Thy love I can never deserve, That bids me rely upon thee; My Saviour and King I will serve, Whose favour is heaven to me. How can I thy goodness repay, How can I my gratitude show! O scatter the darkness away,

And cause me my duty to know. On earth, as in mansions above,

Thou only our longings can fill; My soul shall rejoice in thy love, And strive to conform to thy will.

HYMN 548.

My gracious Redeemer I love

His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the angels above To chant his adorable name. To gaze on his glories divine,

Shall be my eternal employ; To see them incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. In meekness and mercy of mind, He came not the world to condemn, But loving the race of mankind,

He labored and suffered for them. Triumphant he rose from the grave,

To reign in his glory above; And willing and mighty to save, He conquers by mercy and love.

In him I will ever rejoice,

For ever his glory I see;
His truth is the lot of my choice-
His mercy my portion shall be.

HYMN 549.

O come, let us sing to the Lord,
In God our Salvation rejoice;
In psalms of thanksgiving, record
His praise with one spirit and voice.
Jehovah is King, and he reigns,

The God of all gods on his throne; The strength of the hills he maintains, The ends of the earth are his own. O come let us worship and kneel,

Before our Creator and God, The people who serve him with zeal, The sheep who his pastures have trod. To him let us hearken to-day,

The voice that yet speaks from above; And all his commandments obey, For they are the statutes of love. HYMN 550.

I long to behold him arrayed

With glory and light from above-
The King in his beauty displayed,
The beauty of holiest love.

I languish and sigh to be there,
Where Jesus hath fixed his abode;
O when shall I upward repair,

To dwell with my Father and God'
By mercy redeemed I shall stand

On Zion in blessing divine; And view in that heavenly land, His glory ineffable shine.

O Saviour, I long to be there,

Thy face in the spirit to see! The bliss of thy presence to share, And find all my heaven in thee!

His

203

HYMN 551.

home;

Away with our sorrow and fear,
We soon shall recover our home;
The city of saints shall appear,

The day of eternity come.
From earth we shall quickly remove,
And mount to our native abode,
The house of our Father above,
The palace of angels and God.
By faith we already behold

The lovely Jerusalem here;
Her walls are of jasper and gold,
As crystal her buildings are clear:
Immoveably founded in grace,

She stands, as she ever hath stood,
And brightly her Builder displays,
And flames with the glory of God.
No need of the sun in that day,

Which never is followed by night, Where Christ doth his brightness display, A pure and a permanent light; The Lamb is their light and their sun; And, lo! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one,

And bright in effulgence divine !

HYMN 553.

O sing to the Lord a new song;
The universe join in the strain;
Each day the glad tribute prolong-
His wonders, his glory maintain.
With gratitude bless the kind power
From whom our salvation descends:
How great is the God we adore!

How rich are the blessings he sends! In beauty of holiness bow;

O worship with fear and with love; How solemn his temples below!

How glorious his presence above! Proclaim to the nations around

That God, the Omnipotent, reigns, Whose love knows nor limit nor bound, Whose purpose unaltered remains. O let the wide heavens rejoice

The earth with her myriads be glad; The ocean shall join the loud voiceThe woods in rich verdure be clad. Rejoice, for the Lord is at hand;

Prepare, for his judgments are nigh;Before him all nations shall stand; No guilt from his justice can fly

all he was dear.

How precious when first I believed,
Did Jesus my Saviour appear,
When him as my Lord I received,
To me above all he was dear.
All glory, dominion and praise,

To him who hath loved us be given, By all who on earth feel his grace,

By all who behold him in heaven.

With joy when my cup runneth o'er,
When smiles this vain world upon me,
My soul is transported still more,

My precious Redeemer to see.
Dominion, and glory, and might,
For ever, and ever be paid,
To Jesus our joy and delight,

In robes of salvation arrayed.

How precious in sickness and pain,
Is Jesus, Physician divine,
Whose grace then my soul doth sustain,
When all earthly comforts decline.
Salvation ascribe to the Lamb,

Who saved us from death and from sin, Whose blood is the life-giving balm,

That heals all the sickness within. Thro' death's gloomy vale when I tread, And when the grave's terrors appear, No danger or evil I'll dread,

For Jesus, my Lord, will be there: His praises for ever we'll sing

Who's willing and mighty to save, Who took from the monster his sting, And spoiled of its terror the grave.