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2 How happy the man whose heart is set free,

The people that can be joyful in Thee !
Their joy is to walk in the light of Thy face ;

And still they are talking of Jesus's grace.. 3 Their daily delight shall be in Thy name ;

They shall as their right Thy righteousness claim : Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by Thy

blood, Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. 4 For Thou art their boast, their glory and power,

And I also trust to see the glad hour,
My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, -

The day of salvation, that lifts up my head. 5 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defence ;

I trust in His word, none plucks me from thence :
Since I have found favour, He all things will do ;
My King and my Saviour shall make me anew.
6 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of Thine own,

Thy secret to me shall soon be made known;
For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive,
And share in the gladness of all that believe.

Watts. 1709.
MOME, ye that love the Lord,

U And let your joys be known ;
Join in a song with sweet accord,

While ye surround His throne :
Let those refuse to sing,

Who never knew our God;
But servants of the heavenly King

May speak their joys abroad.
2 The God that rules on high,

That all the earth surveys,
That rides upon the stormy sky,

And calms the roaring seas;
This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our Love ;
He will send down His heavenly powers,

To carry us above.

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3 There we shall see His face,

And never, never sin;
There, from the rivers of His grace,

Drink endless pleasures in :
Yea, and before we rise

To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss

Should constant joys create.
4 The men of grace have found

Glory begun below :
Celestial fruit on earthly ground

From faith and hope may grow :
Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry : .
We're marching through Imnianuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.

88,886. or L.M. J. F. Oberlin. 1830. n LORD, Thy heavenly grace impart,

And fix my frail inconstant heart;
Henceforth my chief desire shall be
To dedicate myself to Thee,

To Thee, my God, to Thee !
Whate'er pursuits my time employ,
One thought shall fill my soul with joy ;
That silent, secret thought shall be,
That all my hopes are fixed on Thee,

On Thee, my God, on Thee !
3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space ;

Thou’rt present, Lord, in every place ;
And, wheresoe'er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee,

To Thee, my God, to Thee ! 4 Renouncing every worldly thing,

Safe 'neath the covert of Thy wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in Thee,
: In Thee, my God, in Thee !

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10s & 119. C. WESLEY. 1742. (Y Father, my God, I long for Thy love; T O shed it abroad; send Christ from above ! My heart, ever fainting, He only can cheer ;

And all things are wanting, till Jesus is here. 2 () when shall my tongue be fill'd with Thy praise !

While all the day long I publish Thy grace,
Thy honour and glory to sinners forth show,

Till sinners adore Thee, and own Thou art true. 3 Thy strength and Thy power I now can proclaim,

Preserved every hour through Jesus's Name; For Thou art still by me, and holdest my hand ;

No ill can come nigh me, by faith while I stand. 4 My God is my Guide : Thy mercies abound;

On every side they compass me round: Thou sav'st me from sickness, from sin dost retrieve,

[believe. And strength'nest my weakness, and bidst me 5 Thou holdest my soul in spiritual life, My foes dost control, and quiet their strife ; Thou rulest my passion, my pride and self-will :

To see Thy salvation, Thou bidst me."stand still!" 6 I stand, and admire Thine out-stretched arm;

I walk through the fire, and suffer no harm;
Assaulted by evil, I scorn to submit ;

The world and the devil fall under my feet. 7 I wrestle not now, but trample on sin,

For with me art Thou, and shalt be within ;
While stronger and stronger in Jesus's power,
I go on to conquer, till sin is no more.

L.M. 6 lines. C. Wesley. 1799.
ND can it be, that I should gain
A An interest in the Saviour's blood !
Died He for me, who caused His pain ?

For me, who Him to death pursued ?
Amazing Love ! how can it be,
That Thou, my God, should’st die for me !

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Thine eye. the dung heart

2 Tis mystery all! The' Immortal dies !

Who can explore His strange design! In vain the first-born Seraph tries

To sound the depths of Love Divine. 'Tis mercy all ! let earth adore,

Let angel-minds inquire no more. 3 He left His Father's throne above;

(So free, so infinite His grace !) Emptied Himself of all but Love,

And bled for Adam's helpless race ; 'Tis mercy all, immense and free,

For, O my God, it found out me! 4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay

Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quick’ning ray ;

I woke ; the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free,

I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. 5 No condemnation now I dread ;

Jesus, and all in Him, is mine! Alive in Him, my living Head,

And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ, my own

4-6s & 2-88. C. WESLEY. 1742.
A RISE, my soul, arise,
A Shake off thy guilty fears ;
The bleeding Sacrifice

In my behalf appears ;
Before the throne my Surety stands ;
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above, .

For me to intercede,
His all-redeeming love,

His precious blood, to plead ;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,

Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,

They strongly speak for me;
“ Forgive him, o forgive," they cry,

Nor let that ransomed sinner die !"
4 The Father hears Him pray,

His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away

The presence of His Son :
His Spirit answers to the blood,

And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled,

His pardoning voice I hear,
He owns me for His child,

I can no longer fear;
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And, Father, Abba, Father, cry!

L.M. C. Wesley. 1740.
NYLORY to God, whose sovereign grace
U Hath animated senseless stones;
Called us to stand before His face,

And raised us into Abraham's sons ! 2 The people that in darkness lay,

In sin and error's deadly shade,
Have seen a glorious gospel day,

In Jesu's lovely face displayed.
3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done,

And bared Thine arm in all our sight;
Hast made the reprobates Thine own,

And claimed the outcasts as Thy right. 4 Thy single arm, Almighty Lord,

To us the great salvation brought,
Thy Word, Thy all-creating Word,

That spake at first the world from nought. 5 For this the saints lift up their voice,

And ceaseless praise to Thee is given;

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