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Golly sorrow at the cross.

LAS! and did my Saviour bleed? And did my Sov'reign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died,
For man, the creature's sin.

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face While his dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And melt mine eyes to tears.

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away,-
"Tis all that I can do.

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4 He took the dying traitor's place, And suffer'd in his stead;

For sinful man-0 wondrous grace!— For sinful man he bled.

5 O Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell In thine atoning blood!

By this are sinners saved from hell,
And rebels brought to God.

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LORD, I approach the mercy-seat,
Where thou dost answer prayer;
There humbly fall before thy feet,-
For none can perish there.

Pleading His gracious name. 92-b.

2 Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh;
Thou callest burden'd souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely press'd;

By wars without, and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.

4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place; That, shelter'd near thy side,

I may rejoice in Jesus' grace,—

In Jesus crucified.

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All wise, al migh-ty, and all good, In thee I

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Thy ways, un - known or

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759 Not my will, but thine be done.

ALL-WISE, almighty, and all-good,
In thee firmly trust;
Thy ways, unknown or understood,
Åre merciful and just.

2 May I remember that to thee
Whate'er I have I owe;
And back in gratitude from me,
May all thy bounties flow.
3 Thy gifts are only then enjoy'd,
When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employ'd,
When in thy service spent.

4 And though thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign thy will?

No! let me bless thy Name, and say,— The Lord is gracious still.

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JESUS! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord,
The weary sinner's Friend;

Come to my help, pronounce the word,
And bid my troubles end.

2 Deliv'rance to my soul proclaim,
And life and liberty;

Shed forth the virtue of thy Name,
And Jesus prove to me.

3 Faith to be heal'd thou know'st I have,
For thou that faith hast given;
Thou canst, thou wilt, the sinner save,
And make me meet for heaven.

4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine; Thou wilt victorious prove;

For everlasting strength is thine,
And everlasting love.

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ONG have I seem'd to serve thee, Lord,
With unavailing pain;

Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy word,
And heard it preach'd in vain.

2 Oft did I with the' assembly join,
And near thy altar drew:
A form of godliness was mine,-
The power, I never knew.

3 I rested in the outward law,
Nor knew its deep design:
The length and breadth, I never saw,
And height, of love divine.

4 To please thee, thus at length I see,
Vainly I hoped and strove;
For what are outward things to thee,
Unless they spring from love?

5 I see the perfect law requires
Truth in the inward parts;
Our full consent, our whole desires,
Our undivided hearts.

6 But I of means have made my boast; Of means an idol made:

The spirit in the letter lost,

The substance, in the shade.

7 Where am I now, or what my hope? What can my weakness do?

Jesus, to thee my soul looks up: 'Tis thou must make it new.

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In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am; And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his

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JOIN ye the anthems of triumph, that rise
From the throng of the blest, from the hosts
of the skies:

Alleluia, they sing, in rapturous strains;
Alleluia, the Lord God omnipotent reigns.

2 He gave to the light its beneficent wings; He controlleth the counsels of senates and kings:

From his throne in the clouds the lightnings are hurl'd,

And he ruleth the factions that rage through the world.

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The healing Fountain.
(Tune WALKER, on opposite page.)

2 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind;
Here the guilty, free remission,

Here the lost, a refuge, find. Health, this fountain will restore; He that drinks need thirst no more.

3 Come, ye dying, live forever;
'Tis a soul-reviving flood;

God is faithful; he will never

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Break his cov'nant seal'd in blood; Sign'd when our Redeemer died; By the Spirit ratified.

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2 Beyond the flight of time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessed clime
Where life is not a breath,
Nor life's affection transient fire,
Whose sparks fly upward to expire.

3 There is a world above,
Where parting is unknown;
A whole eternity of love,

Form'd for the good alone: And faith beholds the dying here` Translated to that happier sphere. 4 Thus star by star declines, Till all are pass'd away, As morning high and higher shines, To pure and perfect day; Nor sink those stars in empty night,They hide themselves in heaven's own light

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PAMPHYLIA. C. M. (94)

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Gladly to earth their eyes they close,
To open them in heaven.

3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest;

They fought the fight, the vict❜ry won,
And enter'd into rest.

4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow;
God has recall'd his own;

But let our hearts, in every wo,
Still say,-Thy will be done.

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Vanity of earthly enjoyments.

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OW vain are all things here below; How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every sweet a snare.

2 The brightest things below the sky
Give but a flatt'ring light;

We should suspect some danger nigh,
Where we possess delight.

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood,

How they divide our wav'ring minds,
And leave but half for God.

4 The fondness of a creature's love,
How strong it strikes the sense;
Thither the warm affections move,
Nor can we call them thence.

5 My Saviour, let thy beauties be
My soul's eternal food;
And grace command my heart away
From all created good.

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