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6 Raised from the dead we live anew ;
And, justified by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face. Watts. 1709.

100 PSALM 136. L. M. 1 Give to our God immortal praise ! Mercy and truth are all His ways. Wonders of grace to God belong: Repeat His mercies in your song.

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown.
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.

3 He sent His Son with power to save
From guilt and darkness and the grave.
Wonders of grace to God belong :
Repeat His mercies in your song.

4 Through this vain world He guides our feet,
And leads us to His heavenly seat.
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
Watts. 1719.

101 C. M. 1 FATHER, how wide Thy glory shines' How high Thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies.

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power,
Their motions speak Thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour
We read Thy patience still.

3 But when we view Thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Where justice and compassion join
In their divinest forms;

4 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe;
We love and we adore:
The first archangel never saw
So much of God before.

5 When sinners break the Father's laws,
The dying Son atones;
Oh, the dear mysteries of His Cross |
The triumph of His groans !
Watts. 1709.

102 II. M.

1 BLow ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

2 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full Atonement made:
Ye weary spirits, rest,
Ye mournful souls, be glad:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

3 Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption in His Blood
Throughout the world proclaim:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

4 Ye who have sold for naught
Your heritage above,
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus' Love.
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

5 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace;
And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face.
The year of Jubilee is come ;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

C. Wesley. 1755. I 03 S. M.

1 GRAcE! 'tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear!

Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that Grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.
3. Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.

4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
Doddridge. 1755.

104 C. M. 1 SALVATION, 0 the joyful sound ! 'Tis music to our ears; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears.

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine,

3 Salvation' let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
Watts. 1709. a.

10.5 - C. MI. 1 O that I had an angel's tongue, That I might loudly sing The wonders of redeeming Love, To Thee, my God and King ! 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord f Their thankful voices raise: Can we be dumb whilst angels sing Our great Redeemer's praise?

3 O sing aloud in boundless grace,
Which thus hath set thee free;
Extol with songs, my savéd soul,
Thy Savior's Love to thee.
4 Give endless thanks to God, and say,
What Love was this in Thee,
That Thou hast not withheld Thy Son,
Thine only Son, from me!
5 Thy deep and glorious counsels, Lord,
With trembling I adore:
Blessed, thrice blessed be my God,
Dlessed for evermore.
John Mason. 1683. a. .

106 C. M. 1 WHAt are the heavens, 0 God of heaven? Thou art more bright, more high : What are bright stars, and brighter saints, To Thy bright majesty? 2 Thou'rt far above the songs of heaven, Sung by the holy ones; And dost Thou stoop and bow Thine ear To a poor sinner's groans?

3 My precious Saviour's guiltless Blood
First washed away my sin,
And Thy Eternal Spirit was
My Advocate within.

4. It could not be that Thou should'st hear
A mortal, sinful worm ;
But that my prayors presented are
In a most glorious form.

5 Thou heard'st my prayer for Jesus' sake, , Whom Thou dost hear always: Lord, hear through that prevailing Name My voice of joy and praise. John Mason. 1683. a.

107 C. M. 1 ALL that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all my own; All that I am, I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone.

2 The evil of my former state
Was mime, and only mine;
The good in which I now rejoice
Is Thine, and only Thine.
3 The darkness of my former state,
The bondage, all was mine;
The light of life in which I walk,
The liberty, is Thine.
4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin,
And taught me to believe;
Then in believing, peace I found,
And now I live, I live.
5 All that I am, even here on earth,
All that I hope to be
When Jesus comes and glory dawns,
I owe it, Lord, to Thee. ".

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