Rejoicing in Jesus.
I NOW begin the heavenly theme
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye, who his salvation prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Ye. who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise, and bless redeeming love.
3 Mourning souls! dry up your tears;
Banish all your sinful fears;
See your guilt and curse remove
Cancelled by redeeming love.
4 Welcome all, by sin oppressed,-
Welcome to his sacred rest!
Nothing brought him from above,-
Nothing but redeeming love.
5 Hither, then, your music bring;
Strike aloud each joyful string;
Mortals! join the hosts above,-
Join to praise redeeming love.
6 When his Spirit leads us home,
When we to his glory come.
We shall all the fulness prove
Of the Lord's redeeming love.
I KNOW, my soul! thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear and care,
Joy to find, in every station,
Something still to do or bear:
Think, what spirit dwells within thee;
Think, what Father's smiles are thine;
Think, what Jesus did to win thee;-
Child of heaven! canst thou repine?
2 Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed with faith, and winged with prayer,
Heaven's eternal day 's before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thine earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim-days;
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
Salvation by Grace.
I GRACE! 't is a charming sound,-
Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
3 Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone
And well deserves the praise.
1 GRACE, like an uncorrupted seed, Abides and reigns within;
Immortal principles forbid
The sons of God to sin.
2 Not by the terrors of a slave,
Do they perform his will;
But, with the noblest powers they have
His sweet commands fulfill.
3 They find access, at every hour,
To God, within the veil;
Hence they derive a quickening power
And joys that never fail.
4 Oh! happy souls!-Oh! glorious state
Of overflowing grace,-
To dwell so near their Father's seat,
And see his lovely face.
5 Lord! I address thy heavenly throne;
Call me a child of thine ;
Send down the Spirit of thy Son
To form my heart divine.
6 There shed thy choicest love abroad,
And make my comforts strong;
Then shall I say," My Father, God!"
With an unwavering tongue.
325. Faith encouraged by ancient Exampies
1 RISE, O my soul! pursue the path,
By ancient worthies trod;
Aspiring, view those holy men,
Who lived and walked with God.
2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear,
And in example live;
Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds,
Still fresh instruction give.
3 'T was through the Lamb's most precious blood
They conquered every foe;
And to his power and matchless grace,
Their crowns of life they owe.
4 Lord! may I ever keep in view
The patterns thou hast given;
And ne'er forsake the blessed road,
That led them safe to heaven.
Salvation through Christ.
NOW, to the power of God supreme
Be everlasting honors given;
He saves from hell,-we bless his name. -
He calls our wandering feet to heaven.
2 Not for our duties, or deserts,
But of his own abounding grace,
He works salvation in our hearts.
And forms a people for his praise.
3 'Twas his own purpose that begun
To rescue rebels, doomed to die;
He gave us grace in Christ, his Son.
Before he spread the starry sky.
4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last,
And makes his Father's counsels known,
Declares the great transaction past,
And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies, and, in that dreadful night, Did all the powers of hell destroy; Rising-he brought our heaven to light, And took possession of the joy,
The Hope of Heaven.
I WHEN I can read my title, clear,
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And hell's fierce darts be hurled:
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all ;-
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul,
In seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll,
Across my peaceful breast.
7s and 6s. Peculiar.
Pilgrim's Song.
1 RISE, my soul! and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,
Toward heaven, thy native place:
Sun, and moon, and stars decay,
Time shall soon this earth remove:
Rise, my soul! and haste away,
To seats prepared above.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun,-
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul, that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims! cease to mourn.
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return,
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season,-and you know,
Happy entrance will be given;
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchanged for heaven.
1 LORD! we confess our numerous faults;
How great our guilt has been !
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts.
And all our lives were sin.
2 But, O my soul! for ever praise,
For ever love his name,
Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.
3 'T is not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done ;
But we are saved by sovereign grace,
Abounding through his Son.
'Tis from the mercy of our God,
That all our hopes begin;
'Tis by the water, and the blood,
Our souls are washed from sin.
5 T is through the purchase of his death
Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is sent down, to breathe
On such dry bones as we.
6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ;
And, justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face.
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