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2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright;
But since the precept came,
I find how vile I am.
Till terribly I saw,
· Was thine eternal law.
My sins reviv'd again ;
And all my hopes were vain.
Nor keep my conscience clean. 6 My God, I cry, with ev'ry breath, į For some kind pow'r to save, To break the yoke of sin and death,
And thus redeem the slave. 59. The First and Second Adam. Rom. v. 2, &c.
(L.M.) 1DEEP in the dust before thy throne,
Our guilt and our disgrace we own; Great God, we own th’ unhappy name,
Whence sprung our nature and our shame. 2 Adam, the sinner: at his fall, Death, like a conqu’ror, seiz'd us all: A thousand new-born babes are dead, By fatal union to their head,
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3 But whilst our spirits, fill?d with awe,
Behold the terrors of thy law,
That sent to save our ruin'd race. 4 We sing thine everlasting Son,
Who join'd our nature to his own ;
Raises the ruins of the first. 5 By the rebellion of one man,
Through all his seed the mischief ran;
Are all his seed made righteous too. 6 Where sin did reign and death abound,
There have the sons of Adam found
360. Faith in Christ for Pardon and Sanctificai
1 Our sin how deep it stains !
Fast in his slavish chains.
Sounds from the sacred word,
“ And trust upon the Lord.”
And runs to this relief;
Oh! help my unbelief.
4 To the dear fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
From crimes of deepest dye.
My reigning sins subdue ;
Create my heart anew.
On thy kind arms I fall;
Corrupt Nature from Adam. (C. M.)
DLESS'D with the joys of innocence,
D Adam our father stood, | 'Till he debas'd his soul to sense,
And eat forbidden food.
To sinful joys inclin'd;
And flesh enslaves the mind. 3 While flesh, and sense, and passion reigns,
Sin is the sweetest good : We fancy music in our chains,
And so forget the load.
Our broken pow'rs restore :
And flesh shall reign no more.
5 Eternal Spirit! write thy law,
Upon our inward parts;
His image on our hearts. 362. The Madness of Sin. Isaiah xxxiii, 14. (L. 1 SINNER, O why so thoughtless grown
w Why in such dreadful haste to die; Daring to leap to worlds unknown, Heedless against thy God to fly? 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate,
Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams,
And force thy passage to the flames ? 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains,
Behold the God of love unfold,
For ever telling, yet untold.. 363. The Danger of Wilful Sin. Ezek. sxii.
» Before you farther go;
Of everlasting woe?
And what can you reply?
That you his will oppose ?
With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that great day,
Like wax before the flame?
Your forehead lin’d with brass,
He will not let you pass :
“ And hide us from his face.” 4 But, as yet there is a hope,
You may his mercy know ;
He still forbears the blow:
He says, “ There still is room.”
THE MEDIATION OF CHRIST, &c.
. A New Song to the Lamb that was slain.
Rev. v. 6–12. (C. M.)
Amidst his Father's throne ::
And songs before unknown.