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Nor is there by the eye of God
One spot or blemish found.
In thee so freely given:
This wilderness for heaven.
8's, 7's, & 4's. JESUS is our great salvation,
Unto him we raise our songs ;
And no helper there was found;
Jesus call'd us,
Keeping his commandments here;
Then in glory
Rules heaven, and earth, and sea,
And give himself for me.
Himself he gives to be my food;
His faithful word my guide;
And all my wants supplied.
His truth dispels my fear;
He guards me safely here.
And cleave to Christ alone;
C. M. THE Saviour !—what an ardent flame
Of mercy filled his breast !
He moved before the rest.
His holy soul engross;
He speeds towards the cross !
Woes, only to him known!
'Twas love that urged him on.
Our hearts shall sound abroad Salvation to the dying man,
The rising, reigning Lord.
Its noblest tribute bring;
Which I delighted sing.
He came to my relief;
He carried all my grief.
Such proofs of love divine:
So free, so infinite his grace : 'Emptied himself,'(but not of love,)
And bled for Adam's helpless race: 'Tis mercy
all, immense and free; 'Tis mercy! for it found out me. No condemnation hence I dread;
Since Christ, and earth, and heaven are Alive in him, my living head, - [mine;
Clothed in his righteousness divine, I may approach the Great White Throne, Yea plead his word, and claim the crown.
108. 8's & 7s. GLORY, blessing everlasting,
Be to him who endured the cross!
W ho redeemed our souls, by tasing
Death, the death deserved by us. His is love! full, free, unbounded,
Acting, blessing without end ; Our touch'd hearts in love well grounded,
Cleave unto the Sinner's Friend.
Of His kindness, cross, and shaine,
C. M. "TWAS love that brought my Lord away,
From glory, shared on high ;
To labour, bleed, and die.
To this amazing love;
The endless bliss above.
shade, No evil will I fear; O! Shepherd near! thy counting rod And staff console me there. 110,
C. M. JESUS, in thy delivering name
What-blissful glories rise ! Jesus! the angels' sweetest theme,
The wonder of the skies.
Lord, didst thou leave thy throne on high,
For scorn, and shame, and woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die,
For thy rebellious foes ?
The wonders of thy power,
In that tremendous hour !
For favours so divine ?
Awake the sacred song;
Tune every heart and tongue.
Left the bright realms of bliss,
Was ever love like this?
Our humble thanks to thee;
7's. NOW begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name; All who his salvation
prove, Triumph in redeeming love.