2 Let us love the Lord who bought us, Pity'd us when enemies, He has wash'd us with his blood, He presents our souls to God. Threaten hard to bear us down ; He who wash'd us with his blood, Soon will bring us home to God. 4 Let us wonder, grace and justice Join and point to mercy's store : He who wash'd us with his blood, Has secur'd our way to God. 5 Let us praise and join the chorus Of the faints enthron'd on high ! Thou hast wash'd us with thy blood, Thou art worthy, Lamb of God! 6 Yes we praise thee, gracious Saviour ; Wonder, love, and bless thy name; Wash our fouls and fongs with blood, HYMN 238. Ν TRUE AND FALSE Z E AL. I 1 ZEA EAL is that pure and heav'nly flame The fire of love fupplies ; Is felf in a disguise. Can pity and forbear : And breaths revenge and war. 3 While zeal for truth the christian warms, He knows the worth of peace; Its party to increase. Its wish is fatisfy'd, Nor seeks it ought beside. Has its own ends in view : « Come see what I can do !". 6 Self may its poor reward obtain, And be applauded here ; When Jesus shall appear. 7 And from our hearts remove; But that which springs from love. 2 Ye finners below Then trust in the LORD His honour, his word ; His godhead adore ; up to your Saviour; 1 1 H Y M N 240 . GRACE. RICH grace, free grace most sweetly calls, Directly come who will; Just as you are, for CHRIST receives Poor helpless sinners still. 2 'Tis grace each day that feeds our souls ; Grace keeps us inly poor; May rule for evermore ! Η Υ Μ Ν 241. Lo O! to the hills I lift my eyes; Thy promis'd help I claim; The holy Jesu's name. Balm of my grief and care; All, all I want is there. H Y M Not "242 Cleanse from all unrighteousness; Ev'ry vile affection kill, Write thy law of love within. Love the proof that Christ we know, Mutual love the token be, LORD, that we belong to thee! Love, thine image, love impart, Stamp it on each face and heart; Only love to us be giv'n, LORD, we ask no other heav'n. HYMN 243 THE FAITHFULNESS OF GOD RELIED ON, I O URGod! how firm his promise stands, Ev'n when he hides his face ! His glory and his grace. 2 Then why, my soul, these fad complaints, Since Christ and we are one? Our God is faithful to his faints, Is faithful to his Son. 3 Beneath his smiles my heart has livid, And part of heav'n possess'd ; I'll praise him for his grace receivid And trust him for the rest. |