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3 Glory to the almighty Father,
Let our voices now repeat;
Glory to the great Redeemer;
Glory to the Paraclete;
Three in One, and One in Three,
Throughout all eternity.
Edward Caswall. 1848. a.
Tr. Rabanus Morus. d. 856.

92 10s. 1 STARs of the morning, so gloriously bright, Filled with celestial resplendence and light; These that, where night never followeth day, Raise the “Thrice holy, Lord!” ever and aye :

2 These are Thy counsellors; these dost Thou own, Lord God of Sabaoth ! nearest Thy throne. These are Thy ministers; these dost Thou send, Help of the helpless ones! man to defend.

3 Still let them succor us; still let them fight,
Lord of angelic hosts battling for right: -
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
We with the angels may bow and adore.
John Mason Neale. 1862. a.
Tr. Joseph of the Studium. ab. 850.

SIN AND REDEMPTION. 93 L. M.

1 BURIED in shadows of the night,
We lie till Christ restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears,
Till His atoning Blood appears:
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing, “The Lord our Righteousness.”

3 Our very frame is mixed with sin;
His Spirit makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from His sufferings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.

4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains:
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from their necks.

5 Poor helpless worms in Thee possess
Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness;
Thou art our mighty All, and we
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee.
Watts. 1709.

94 C. M. 1 How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load 1 The heart unchanged can never rise To happiness and God.

2 Can aught beneath a power divine
The stubborn will subdue 2
'Tis Thine, Almighty Saviour, Thine
To form the heart anew.

3 'Tis Thine the passions to recall,
And upwards bid them rise;
And make the scales of error fall
From reason's darkened eyes.

4. To chase the shades of death away,
And bid the sinner live,
A beam of heaven, a vital ray
'Tis Thine alone to give.

5 0 change these wretched hearts of ours,
And give them life divine !
Then shall our passions and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be Thine.

95 S. M. 1 LIKE sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God; Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road.

2 How dreadful was the hour
When God our wanderings laid,
And did at once His vengeance pour

Upon the Shepherd's head

3 How glorious was the grace,
When Christ sustained the stroke
His Life and Blood the Shepherd pays,
A ransom for the flock.
4 His honor and His breath
Were taken both away;
Joined with the wicked in His death,
And made as vile as they.

5 But God shall raise His head
O'er all the sons of men,
And make Him see a numerous seed,
To recompense His pain.

6 “I’ll give Him,” saith the Lord,
“A portion with the strong:
He shall possess a large reward,
And hold His honors long.”
Watts. 1709.

96 S. 51.

1 0 where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?

'Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.
The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh ;

'Tis not the whole of life to live,

Nor all of death to die.

2 Beyond this vale of tears

There is a Life above,

Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that Life is love.
There is a Death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath;

O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death !

3 Lord God of truth and grace,

Teach us that Death to shun,

Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone!
Here would we end our quest:
Alone are found in Thee

The Life of perfect love, the Rest

Of immortality.
James Montgomery. 1825.

97 L. M. 1 IN vain would boasting reason find The path to happiness and God; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewildered in a doubtful road.

2 Jesus, Thy words alone impart

Eternal life; on these I live;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the powers of nature give.

3 Here let my constant feet abide;
Thou art the true, the living Way:
Let Thy good Spirit be my Guide -
To the bright realms of endless day.

4 The various forms that men devise,
To shake my faith with treacherous art,
I scorn as vanity and lies,
And bind Thy Gospel to my heart.

98 C. M. 1 IN vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own : Blest Saviour, nothing but Thy Blood Can bring us near the throne. 2 ”Tis Thy atoning Sacrifice Hath answered all demands; And peace and pardon from the skies Are blessings from Thy hands. 3 'Tis by Thy Death we live, O Lord; 'Tis on Thy Cross we rest: Forever be Thy Love adored, Thy Name forever blest. Unknown.

99 C. M. 1 Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been : Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2. But, O my soul, forever praise, Forever love His Name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin and shame. 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done; But we are saved by sovereign grace Abounding through His Son. 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin; 'Tis by the Water and the Blood Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'Tis through the purchase of His Death Who hung upon the Tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we.

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