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472.

1. ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

2. Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

8. Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in,

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature's sin.

4. Thus might I hide my blushing face While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt mine eyes to tears.

5. But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
"Tis all that I can do.

1104.

2. We, who are all defiled with sin,
And rebels to our God;
We, who have crucified thy Son,
And trampled on his blood.

3. What strange, surprising grace is this,
That we, so lost, have room!
Jesus our weary souls invites,
And freely bids us come.

4. Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, Join all your sacred powers:

No theme is like redeeming love;
No Saviour is like ours.

592.

1. WHAT though no flowers the fig-tree clothe, Though vines their fruit deny, The labor of the olive fail,

And fields no meat supply;

2. Though from the fold, with sad surprise, My flock cut off I see;

Though famine reign in empty stalls,
Where herds were wont to be;

1. HEAR what the voice from heaven pro- 3. Yet in the Lord will I be glad,

claims

For all the pious dead:
"Sweet is the savor of their names,
And soft their sleeping bed.

2. "They die in Jesus, and are blest;
How kind their slumbers are!
From suffering and from sin released,
They're freed from every snare.

3. "Far from this world of toil and strife,
They're present with the Lord;
The labors of their mortal life
End in a large reward."

837.

1. LORD, at thy table we behold
The wonders of thy grace,
But most of all admire that we
Should find a welcome place ;-

And glory in his love;
In him I'll joy, who will the God
Of my salvation prove.

4. God is the treasure of my soul,
The source of lasting joy-
A joy which want shall not impair,
Nor death itself destroy.

57.

1. ETERNAL Sun of Righteousness,
Display thy beams divine,
And cause the glory of thy face
On all our hearts to shine.

2. Light in thy light, O, may we see
Thy grace and mercy prove,

Revived, and cheered, and blessed by thee,
The God of pardoning love.

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346.

1. COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

2. "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus:"

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
"For he was slain for us." "9

3. Jesus is worthy to receive

Honor and power divine;

And blessings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, forever thine.

4. Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thy endless praise.

5. The whole creation join in one

To bless the sacred name

Of Him who sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

1158.

1. COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart,
Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our song.

2. Then to the shining realms of bliss
The wings of faith shall soar,
And all the charms of Paradise
Our raptured thoughts explore.

3. There shall the followers of the Lamb
Join in immortal songs,
And endless honors to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

4. Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love; Our feeble notes inspire,

Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join the heavenly choir.

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787.

1. BEHOLD the sure foundation stone,
Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heavenly hopes upon,
And his eternal praise.

2. Chosen of God, to sinners dear,

Let saints adore the name;

They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.

8. The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain;

Yet on this rock the church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.

4. What though the gates of hell withstood;
Yet must this building rise:
"Tis thine own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.

1173.

1. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

2. O the transporting, rapturous scene,
That rises to my sight!-
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.

3. O'er all those wide-extended plains
Shines one eternal day;

There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.

4. No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.

5. When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest?

When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?

6. Filled with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
ThoughJordan's waves should round me roll
I'd fearless launch away.

425.

1. COME, let us join our souls to God In everlasting bands,

And seize the blessings he bestows
With eager hearts and hands.
2. Come, let us to his temple haste,
And seek his favor there,
Before his footstool humbly bow,
And offer fervent prayer.

3. Come, let us share, without delay,
The blessings of his grace;
Nor shall the years of distant life
Their memory e'er efface.

4. O, may our children ever haste
To seek their fathers' God,
Nor e'er forsake the happy path
Their fathers' feet have trod.

663.

1. O FOR a heart to praise my God! A heart from sin set free!

A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me!

2. O for a heart submissive, meek,

My great Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone!

3. O for an humble, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,

Which neither life nor death can part
From him that dwells within!

4. Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
O write thy name upon my heart;
Thy name, O God, is love.

851.

1. TO Him who loved the souls of men,
And washed us in his blood,
To royal honors raised our head,
And made us priests to God,-
2. To him let every tongue be praise,
And every heart be love,
All grateful honors paid on earth,
And nobler songs above.

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