4 There is a way for man to rise
To that sublime abode :-
An offering and a sacrifice,
A Holy Spirit's energies,
An Advocate with God:
5 These, these prepare us for the sight Of Holiness above:
The sons of ignorance and night
May dwell in the Eternal Light,
Through the Eternal Love!
HEAVENLY King, look down from above; Assist us to sing Thy mercy and love: So sweetly o'erflowing, so plenteous the store, Thou still art bestowing, and giving us more. 2 O God of our life, we hallow Thy name;
Our business and strife is Thee to proclaim; Accept our thanksgiving for creating grace; The living, the living shall show forth Thy praise. 3 Our Father and Lord, Almighty art Thou; Preserved by Thy word, we worship Thee now. The bountiful Donor of all we enjoy !
Our tongues to Thine honour, and lives we employ. 4 But, O! above all, Thy kindness we praise, From sin and from thrall which saves the lost race; Thy Son Thou hast given a world to redeem, And bring us to heaven, whose trust is in Him. 5 Wherefore of Thy love we sing and rejoice With angels above we lift up our voice: Thy love each believer shall gladly adore, For ever and ever, when time is no more.
From the German of ZINZENDORF.
TERNAL Depth of Love Divine,
In Jesus, God-with-us, displayed;
How bright Thy beaming glories shine!
How wide Thy healing streams are spread!
2 With whom dost Thou delight to dwell? Sinners, a vile and thankless race!
O God, what tongue aright can tell
How vast Thy love, how great Thy grace! 3 The dictates of Thy sovereign will With joy our grateful hearts receive: All Thy delight in us fulfil;
Lo! all we are to Thee we give.
4 To Thy sure love, Thy tender care,
Our flesh, soul, spirit, we resign;
Oh, fix Thy sacred presence there,
And seal the' abode for ever Thine.
5 O King of Glory! Thy rich grace
Our feeble thought surpasses far!
Yea, even our crimes, though numberless,
Less numerous than Thy mercies are.
6 Still, Lord, Thy saving health display,
And arm our souls with heavenly zeal ;
So, fearless shall we urge our way,
Through all the powers of earth and hell.
BLESS the Lord, my soul!
Nor let His mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
2 'Tis He forgives thy sins,
"Tis He relieves thy pain,
'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.
3 My soul, repeat His praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
His power subdues our sins,
And His forgiving love-
Far as the east is from the west-
Doth all our guilt remove.
The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
REAT God of wonders, all Thy ways
Are worthy of Thyself,-Divine !
But the bright glories of Thy grace
Beyond Thine other wonders shine.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
2 Such deep transgressions to forgive,
Such guilty daring worms to spare ;
This is Thy grand prerogative,
And in the honour none shall share.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
3 Pardon from an offended God!
Pardon for sins of deepest dye!
Pardon bestowed through Jesu's blood!
Pardon that brings the rebel nigh!
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
4 O may this strange, this wondrous grace,
This matchless miracle of love,
Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,
And all the angelic choirs above!
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
WILL sing my Maker's praises,
And in Him most joyful be,
For in all things I see traces
Of the good He meaneth me:
Nothing else but love could move Him
With such sweet and tender care,
All who try to love and serve Him,
Evermore to raise and bear.
(Earthly things are for a day,
God's great love abides alway.)
2 Yea, so dear did He esteem me,
That the Son He loves so well,
He hath given to redeem me
From the quenchless flames of hell :
Well of life, that springeth ever!
Sea of love, that hath no ground!
Fruitless were my best endeavour
Depth of love like Thine to sound.
3 God His Spirit to instruct me
In His holy word hath given,
That He safely may conduct me
Through this weary world to heaven.
He my heart's dark chambers filleth
With the clear, pure light of faith!
And thereby e'en hell He stilleth,
And destroys the power of death.
4 All which for my soul is needful
He will carefully provide,
Nor of that is He unheedful
Which my body needs beside :
When my strength cannot avail me-
At the best a broken reed-
God appears; He will not fail me
In the time of utmost need.
5 E'en my sins and many errors
Find a tender pardoning God,
Who doth not with penal terrors
Chasten them, but with the rod;
All His blows and scourges truly,
For the moment, grievous prove;
And yet, when I weigh them duly,
Are but tokens of His love.
6 Since, then, neither change nor coldness
In His precious love can be,
Lo! I lift my hands with boldness,
As a child I come to Thee.
Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee,
That I may, with all
Love, and trust Thee, and might,
obey Thee,
All the day and all the night.
(And when this brief life is o'er,
Love and praise Thee evermore.)
ATHER, in whom we live,
In whom we are, and move,
The glory, power, and praise receive
Of Thy creating love.
2 Let all the angel throng
Give thanks to God on high;
While earth repeats the joyful song
And echoes through the sky.
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