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"None but the new-born heirs of grace"
"My glories shall partake."
4. Mighty Redeemer! set me free
From my old state of sin;
Oh, make my soul alive to thee,
Renew and make me clean..
Hymn 181. s. M.
Adoption. 1. John iii. 1. &c. Gal. iv. 6.]
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!
2. 'Tis no surprising thing,
That we should be unknown;
The. Jewish world knew not their King,
God's everlasting Son..
3. Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made: But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our head.
4. A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.
5. If in my father's love
I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.
6. We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne: My faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own.
Hymn 182. L. M.
Christians the Sons of God. John i. 12. 1. John iii. 1.
OT all the nobles of the earth,
Who boast the honours of their birth,
Such real dignity can claim,
As those who bear the Christian name. 2. To them the privilege is giv'n
To be the Sons and heirs of Heav'n: `
Sons of the God who reigns on high,
And heirs of joy beyond the sky.
3. His will he makes them early know,
And teaches their young feet to go;
Whispers instruction to their minds,
And on their hearts his precepts binds.
4. Their daily wants his hands supply,
Their steps he guards with watchful eye,
Leads them from earth to heav'n above,
And crowns them with eternal love.
5. If I've the honour, Lord, to be
One of this num'rous family,
On me the gracious gift bestow,
To call thee Abba, Father! too..
6. So may my conduct ever prove
My filial piety and love!
Whilst all my brethren clearly trace
Their Father's likeness in my face.
Hymn 183. c. M.
Walking with God. Gen. v. 24%
H for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heav'nly frame ;
And light to shine upon the Road
That leads me to the Lamb!.
Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord!.
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus, and his word?
3. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their mem❜ry still!
But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.
4. Return, O holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.
5. The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne,,
And worship only thee..
6. So shall my walk be close with God.
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
Hymn 184. L. M.
Religion vain without love. 1. Cor. xiii. 1, 2, 3. 1. AD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews,
And nobler speech than Angels use,
If love be absent, I am found,
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound.
2. Were I inspir'd to preach and tell
All that is done in heav'n and hell;
Or could my faith the world remove,
Still I am nothing without love.
3, Should I distribute all my store,
To feed the bowels of the poor,
Or give my body to the flame,.
To gain a martyr's glorious name;
4. If love to God, and love to men,
Be absent, all my hopes are vain ;
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal
The work of love can e'er fulfil.
Hymn 185. c. M.
TRAIT is the way, the door is strait,
That leads to joys on high;
'Tis but a few that find the gate,
While crowds mistake, and die.
2: Beloved self must be deny'd,
The mind and will renew'd,
Passion suppress'd, and patience try'd,
And vain desires subdu’d.
3. Flesh is a dang❜rous foe to grace,
Where it prevails and rules;
Flesh must be humbled, pride abas'd,
Lest they destroy our souls.
4. The love of gold be banish'd hence, (That vile idolatry)
And ev'ry member, ev'ry sense,
In sweet subjection lie.
5. The tongue, that most unruly pow'r,
Requires a strong restraint;
We must be watchful ev'ry hour,
And pray, but never faint.
6. Lord! can a feeble, helpless worm Fulfil a task so hard!
Thy grace must all my work perform,
And give the free reward:
Hymn 186. c. M.
Sins and sorrows laid before God. Job xxiii. 3, 4.
H that I knew the secret place,
Where I might find my God!
I'd spread my wants before his face,
And pour my woes abroad.
2. I'd tell him how my sins arise,
What sorrows I sustain ;
How grace decays, and comfort dies,
And leaves my heart in pain.
3. He knows what arguments I'd take
To wrestle with. my God;
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake,
And for my Saviour's blood.
4. My God will pity my complaints,
And heal my broken bones ;
He takes the meaning of his saints,
The language of their groans.
5. Arise, my soul from deep distress,
And banish ev'ry fear;
He calls thee to his throne of grace,
To spread thy sorrows there.
Hymn 187. L. M.
1. TESUS, my Saviour and my God,
By ties both natʼral and divine
I am, and ever will be thine.
2. But ah! should my inconstant heart,
Ere I'm aware, from thee depart,
What dire reproach would fall on me,
For such ingratitude to thee!
3. The thought I dread, the crime I hate,
The guilt, the shame, I deprecate :
And yet so mighty are my foes
I dare not trust my warmest vows.
4. Pity my frailty, dearest Lord,
Grace in the needful hour afford :
O steel this tim❜rous heart of mine
With fortitude and love divine.