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For this the hosts above rejoice:

We raise the happiness of heaven. 6 For this, (no longer sons of night,)

To thee our thanksul hearts we give;
To thee who call'st us into light;
To thee we die, to thee we live.


[L. B. 237.] L. M. My soul, through my Redeemer's care, Saved from the second death I feel: My eyes from tears of dark despair,

My feet from falling into hell.
2 Wherefore to him my feet shall run;

My eyes on his perfections gaze;
My soul shall live for God alone,
And all within me shout his praise.


L. B. 202.] 6 lines 8.
THEE will I love, my strength, my tower;
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;
Thee will I love with all my power,
In all thy works, and thee alone;
Thee will I love, till the pure fire,

Fills my whole soul with chaste desire. 2 Ah! why did I so late thee know?

Thee, lovelier than the sons of men:
Ah! why did I no sooner go
To thee, the only ease in pain ?
Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn,

That I so late to thee did turn. 3 In darkness willingly I stray'd:

I sought thee, yet from thee I roved:
Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread;
Thy creatures more than thee I loved;
And now, if more at length I see,
"Tis through thy light, and comes from thee.

4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun,

That thy bright beams on me have shined;
I thank thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind;
I thank thee, whose enlivening voice

Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice.
5 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;

Thee will I love, my Lord, my God;
Thee will I love beneath thy frown
Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod :
What though my flesh and heart decay;
Thee shall I love in endless day.


[s. B. 49.]

4 lines 7.

Now begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye who now his kindness prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Ye who see the Father's grace,

Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless the God of love.

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears,

Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,

Cancell’d by redeeming love.
4 Welcome all by sin oppress’d,

Welcome all to Jesus' breast;
Nothing brought him from above,

Nothing but redeeming love.
5 He subdued the infernal powers;

His tremendous foes and ours,
From their cursed empire drove;
Mighty in redeeming love,

6 Hither, then, your music bring;

Strike aloud each joyful string:
Mortals, join the host above;

Join to praise redeeming love. 216.

[s. B. 148.] 8 & 7. COME, thou Fount of every blessing,

Tune my heart to sing thy grace: Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise: Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above: Praise the mount> 0 fix me on it!

Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Hear I raise my Ebenezer;

Hither, by thy help, I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to save my soul from danger,

Interposed his precious blood. 3 0! to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrain'd to be:
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,

Bind my wandering heart to thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;

Prone to leave the God I love-
Here's my heart, O take and seal it!

Seal it from thy courts above. 217.

[s. B. 154.] L. M. To God, my Saviour, and my King, Fain would my soul her tribute bring; Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise,

For ye have known and felt his grace. 2 Wretched and helpless once I lay,

Just breathing all my life away;

He saw me weltering in my blood,

And felt the pity of a God. 3 With speed he flew to my relief;

Bound up my wounds, and soothed my grief; Pour'd joys divine into my heart,

And bade each anxious fear depart.
4 These proofs of love, O blessed Lord !

Deep in my breast I will record:
The life which I from thee receive,

To thee, behold, I freely give. 5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise,

Through the remainder of my days;
And when I join the powers above,
My soul shall better sing thy love.

[s. B. 155.] L. M.
FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound
To malefactors doom'd to die;
Publish the bliss the world around:

Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky. 2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine:

'Tis full, out-measuring every crime: Unclouded all its glories shine,

And feel no change, by changing time. 3 O’er sins unnumber'd as the sand,

And like the mountains for their size,
The seas of heavenly grace expand,

The seas of heavenly grace arise.
4 For this stupendous love of heaven,

What grateful honours shall we show!
Where much transgression is forgiven,

Let love in equal ardour glow.
5 By this inspired, let all our days

With various holiness be crown'd;
Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise
In all abide, in all abound.


[S. B. 271.] C. M. WHEN God reveal'd his gracious name,

And changed my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,

The grace appear'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change,

And did thy hand confess: My tongue broke out in unknown strains,

And sung thy wondrous grace. 3 Great is the work, my neighbours cried,

And own'd the power divine; Great is the work, my heart replied,

And be the glory thine.





[s. B. 138.] 8 & 6. Our Father, whose eternal sway The bright angelic hosts obey,

O lend thy pitying ear!
When on thy awful name we call,
And at thy feet submissive fall,

O condescend to hear.
2 Far may thy glorious reign extend:
May rebels to thy sceptre bend,

And yield to sovereign love: May we take pleasure to fulfil The sacred dictates of thy will,

As angels do above.

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