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2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood, And by his pow'r my foes controul'd; He found me wand'ring far from GOD, And brought me to his chosen fold.
3 He cheers my heart, my want supplies,
4 But ah! my inmost spirit mourns, And well my eyes with tears may swim,
To think of my perverse returns ;
5 Often my gracious Friend I grieve,
6 [He bids me always freely come,
7 [Before the world that hates his cause, My treacherous heart has throbb'd with shame :
Loth to forego the world's applause,
8 Sure, were I not most vile and base, I could not thus my friend requite; And were not he the God of grace, He'd frown and spurn me from his sight!
44. The Fulness of his People. C.M. And of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace.—JOHN i, 16.
LORD, we adore thy boundless grace,
20 wond'rous gift of love divine,
4 Here shall your ev'ry want receive
5 Lord, bring unwilling souls to thee, With sweet constraining pow'r; Thy boundless grace let rebels see, And at thy feet adore.
45. The Giver of the Holy Spirit. 7—6—8
When the Comforter is come, whom I will send unto you from the Father, even the Spirit of truth, which proceedeth from the Father, he shall testify of me.— JOHN XV. 26.
SAVIOUR, I thy word believe,
Now thy quick'ning Spirit give,
2 Blessed Comforter, come down,
In all things led by thee:
3" Whom the world cannot receive,"
SON OF GOD, I cease to live,
Make me choose the better part,
46. The Guide of his People. 8-7-4.
And he led them on safely.-PSALM 1xxviii. 53. SAVIOUR thro' the desert lead us: Without thee we cannot go; Thou from cruel chains hast freed us; Thou hast laid the tyrant low.
Let thy presence
Cheer us all our journey through.
2 With a price thy love has bought us; (SAVIOUR what a love is thine!) Hitherto thy power has brought us; Power and love in thee combine. Lord of Glory:
Ever on thine Israel shine.
3 [Thro' a desert waste and cheerless,
4 When we halt (no track discovering,)
5 When we hunger thou wilt feed us; Mauna shall our camp surround: Faint and thirsty thou wilt heed us;
Streams shall from the rock abound;
What a SAVIOUR thou hast found;
Led by thee, shall win the day.]
47. The Hiding place of his People. 7-68.
And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, an a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place; as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.— ISAIAH XXXii. 2.
TO the haven of thy grace,
A covert from the tempest be; Hide me, JESUS, 'till o'er past The storm of sin I see.