2 I right early shall awake And see the perfect day; Soon the Lamb of God shall take When to me my Lord shall come. 3 Son of God, arise, arise, 1 Liberty.] HYMN 370. 6 lines 8's. PR RIS'NERS of hope, lift up your heads. Himself hath caus'd to put your trust, 3 Yes, Lord, we must believe thee kind, 4 O ye of fearful hearts, be strong! Hope to the end, in Jesus hope! Our hearts, and make us free indeed? 8 The promise stands for ever sure, In spirit join'd to thee, the Son, Triumph.] HYMN 371. L. M. ET not the wise their wisdom boast; The rich in flatt'ring riches trust, The rush of numerous years bears down 1 2 1 The boasting soul that knows his God; I glory in his sprinkled blood. The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, ages mine. Farnworth.] HYMN 372. S. M. ORD, in the strength of grace. LORD, With a glad heart and free, Myself, my residue of days, I consecrate to thee. Thy ransom'd servant I, Restore to thee thy own; Tunbridge.] HYMN 373. 6 lines 8's. GOD, what offering shall I give To thee, the Lord of earth and skies ? My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, A holy, living sacrifice, Small as it is, 'tis all my store; More should'st thou have, if I had more. 3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallow'd shrine, Devoted solely to thy will: Here let thy light for ever shine: This house still let thy presence fill: O Source of life-live, dwell, and move In me, till all my life be love! 4 O never in these veils of shame, (Sad fruits of sin,) my glorying be! Clothe with salvation, through thy name, My soul, and let me put on thee! Be living faith my costly dress, And my best robe thy Righteousness. 5 Send down thy likeness from above, And let this my adorning be: Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, With lowliness and purity, Than gold and pearls more precious far. And brighter than the morning-star. 6 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might, Since I am call'd by thy great name, In thee let all my thoughts unite, Of all my works be thou the aim: Thy love attend me all my days, And my sole business be thy praise! Gainsborough.] HYMN 374. C. M. 1 ATHER, into thy hands alone FA have my My all, thy property I own; 2 Hereafter none can take away 3 Confiding in thy only love, I wait thy faithfulness to prove, 4 Take when thou wilt into thy hands. 5 Determin'd all thy will t' obey, 1 Rochester.] HYMN 375. C. M. F ATHER, to thee my soul I lift : 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 3 We cannot speak one useful word, 4 His blood demands the purchas’d grace : His blood's availing plea, Obtain'd the help for all our race, 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought. Our good is all divine: The praise of every virtuous thought, And righteous word, is thine. 6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive. The power on thee to call; |