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370. C. M.
And whilst to nothing here we fall,
2 Thy name makes all creation fear,
3 Into thy name, thou God of hosts,
4 Renouncing all our former ways,
371. S. M. Arise, and be baptised, and wash away thy sin
AS water purifies,
And makes the filthy clean; So faith the blood of Christ applies, To cleanse the soul from sin.
2 "Call'd from above, I rise
3 Henceforth, vain world, adieu,
You have no charms for me;
4 Aspiring to God, I rise
Above your flattering charms;
5 Dead be iny heart to all,
372. C. M.
Grateful obedience in Baptism.
ALMIGHTY Saviour! didst thou bleed,
And groan, and die for me?
2 Didst thou the cross for me sustain,
3 What can I do thy name to praise, Who died to set me free?
At thy command will be baptis'd,
373. S. M. Following Jesus.
ESUS, thou dying Lamb, Take all my sins away; Thine is the sacrifice I bring, And thee I would obey..
2 Within thy book I trace
The way that thou dids' go; And by thy all-assisting grace,
I will that way pursue.
3 Baptis'd in Jordan's stream,
374. C. M.
Motives of Sinners and Saints Different.
WHAT shall I do, the sinner cries,
That I may get to
Believe in Christ, the word replies,
2 The grateful Saint looks upwards too,
3 Come, follow me, the Lord replies,
He that believes, and is baptis'd,
4 Follow in all that I require;
By which to heaven you should aspire,
375. C. M.
Why tarriest thou? arise, and be baptised. Acts xxii. 16.
ELIEVING soul, 'why tarriest thou?
2 Bury'd in baptism with our God,
3 Ye gilded vanities depart,
With all your flattering charms;
40 may thy arms, Almighty Lord,
Follow thou me.
WHY tarriest thou? arise!
And be baptis'd straightway;'
376. 6. 6. 6. 6. 2. 8.
John xxi. 22. Matt. iii. 13-17. Acts xxii. 16.
This is the way he trod,
He bow'd beneath the stream;
His Father and our God
Did not account it mean;
But loud proclaim'd, "This is my Son,
Down from the shining skies,
How can we then delay,
377. C. M. Rippon's Selection.
The love of Christ constraineth us. 2 Cor. v. 14.
DEAR Lord, and has thy pardoning love
Embrac'd a wretch so vile?
Then kindly bid each cloud remove,
2 Hast thou the cross for me endur'd,
3 Didst thou the great example lead,
4 Dear Lord, the ardour of thy love
378. L. M.
A mortal man ashamed of thee! Ashamed of thee whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days!
2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far
3 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend,
4 Asham'd of Jesus!-yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
6 His institutions would I prize,
Take up my cross-the shame despise;