322. 8. 7. Wingrove.
Miracle of Grace.... Luke xix. 10.
1 HAIL! my ever blessed Jesus,
Only thee I wish to sing;

To my soul thy name is precious,
Thou my prophet, priest, aud king.
20! what mercy flows from heaven,
O, what joy and happiness!
Love I much? I've much forgiven,
I'm a miracle of grace.

[3 Once with Adam's race in ruin,
Unconcern'd in sin I lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Saviour passed by.

4 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven,
My Redeemer's tenderness;
Love I much? I've much forgiven,
I'm a miracle of grace.]

5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir,
Praise the Lamb enthron'd above;
Whilst astonish'd, I admire,

God's free grace and boundless love.
6 That blest moment I receiv'd him,
Fill'd my soul with joy and peace;
Love I much? I've much forgiveo,
I'm a miracle of grace.

323. 11.8. Reece's sel.
Distinguishing Grace....1 Cor. iv. 7.

IN songs of sublime adoration and praise,
Ye pilgrims for Sion who press,
Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days,
His rich and distinguishing grace.

2 His love from eternity fixt upon you,
Broke forth and discover'd its flame,

When each with the cords of his kindness he drew,

And brought you to love his great name.

3 Q had he not pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt :

You all would have liv'd, would have dy'd too in sin, And sunk with the load of your guilt.

4 What was there in you, that could merit esteem, Or give the creator delight?

"Twas "even so, Father," you ever must sing, Because it seem'd good in thy sight.

[5 'Twas all of thy grace we were brought to obey,

While others were suffer

The road, which by nature

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chose as our way,

Which leads to thegious of wo.]

6 Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs;

Be yours the high joys still to sound forth his fame, And crown him in each of your songs.

321. 12s. Leed's col.

Free Grace....Zach. iv. 7.

1 THE voice of free grace, cries escape to the moun

tain:

For all that believe, Christ hath open'd a fountain, For sin and uncleanness, and ev'ry transgression, His blood flows so freely in streams of salvation : Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon, We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair, Now he calls you in mercy---and can you forbear? Tho' your sins are increas'd as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them; it streams from the fountain.

3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than victorious

With shouting proclaim it---O trust in his passion,
He saves us most freely---O precious salvation.
[4 Our Jesus proclaims his name all victorious,
He reigus over all, and his kingdom is glorious:
To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation,
Aud triumph, ascribing to him our salvation.]
5 With joy shall we stand, when escap'd to the shore,
With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more;
We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river,
And sing of salvation for ever and ever!

32 L. M. Medley.
eaven....Job iii. 17.

Grave a

1 SAINTS in their graves lie down in peace,
No more by sin or hell opprest;
The wicked there from troubling cease,
And there the weary are at rest.

2 Thrice happy souls who're gone before
To that inheritance divine!

They labor, sorrow, sigh no more,
But bright in endless glory shine.

3 There shall we join the blissful throng,
And meet our dearest friends again;
And all eternity, our song

To Jesus raise, and with him reign.

326. L. M. Gregg.

Jesus a Guest....Rev. iii. 20.

1 BEHOLD the Saviour at thy door,
He gently knocks, has knock'd before;
Has waited long, is waiting still,
You treat no other friend so ill.
2 Admit him; for the human breast
Ne'er entertain'd so kind a guest:
A a

1

Admit him, or the hour's at hand, When at his door deny'd you'll stand. 3 Open my heart, Lord, enter in, Slay ev'ry foe, and conquer sin : I now to thee my all resign, My body, soul, shall all be thine. 327. L. M. Steele.

Inconstant Heart lamented.

1 AH! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart,
That can from Jesus thus depart;
Thus food of trilles vainly rove,
Forgetful of a Saviour's love.

2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away;

In vain, alas, resolve to bind

This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind 3 Thro' all resolves how soon it flies, And mocks the weak, the slender ties; There's nought beneath a pow'r divine, That can this roving heart confine. 4 Jesus, to thee I would return, And at thy feet repenting mourn : There let me view thy pard'ning love, And never from thy sight remove. 5 O let thy love, with sweet controul, Bind all the passions of my soul; Bid ev'ry vanity depart,

And dwell for ever in my heart.

Hardness of Heart lamented.

10 FOR a glance of heavenly day, To melt this stubborn stone away; And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine.

2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake,
The seas can roar, the mountains shake,
Of feelings, all things show some sign
But this unfeeling heart of mine.

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
What but an adamant would melt?
But I can read each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
4 Eternal Spirit, mighty God,

Apply within the Saviour's blood; "Tis his rich blood, and his alone, Can move and melt this heart of stone. 329. L. M. Medley. Stony Heart lamented.... Ezek. xxxvi. 26-37. 1 LORD, hear a burden'd sinner moura, Who gladly would to thee return; Thy tender mercies, O impart,

And take away this stony heart.

2 'Tis this hard heart which sinks me down,
Nor asks thy smile, nor fears thy frown;
This causes all my wo and smart;
Lord, take away this stony heart.

3 "Tis this hard heart, my gracious Lord,
Which scorns thy love, and slights thy word;
Which tempts me from thee to depart;
Lord, take away this stony heart.

4 'Tis this hard heart which, day by day,
Would shut my mouth, nor let me pray;
Yea, would from ev'ry duty start;:
Lord, take away this stony heart.

5 Sure the blest day will shortly come,

When this hard heart shall know its doom,.

When I no more shall sin retain,

Nor of a stony heart complain.