It boasts of a celestial birth, And is the gift of God. 2 Jesus it owns a King, An all-atoning Priest; 3 To him it leads the soul, When fill'd with deep distress; Appropriates his precious blood, And trusts his righteousness. 4 Since 'tis thy work alone, And that divinely free; Lord, send the spirit of thy Son 1 HYMN 7. Third Part. C. M. MIST Faith. [ISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n, 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 3 'Tis faith, that changes all the heart; 4 'Tis faith, that conquers earth and hell This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour. 5 Faith must obey her Father's will, As well as trust his grace; A pard'ning God is jealous still 6 When from the curse he sets us free, 7 His spirit purifies our frame, B HYMN 7. Fourth Part. P. M. Unbelief rebuked. EGONE, unbelief, My Saviour is near; And for my relief Will surely appear; By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform, With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, Since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis his to provide: Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word, he has spoken, shall surely prevail. 3 His love, in time past, Forbids me to think He'll leave me at last, In trouble to sink: Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through. 4 Determin'd to save, He watch'd o'er my path; When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death: And can he have taught me to trust in his name, And thus far have brought me, to put me to shame ? 5 Why should I complain Of want or distress, Temptation or pain? He told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Thro' much tribulation, must follow the Lord. 6 How bitter that cup No heart can conceive, That sinners might live! His way was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? 7 Since all, that I meet, Shall work for my good; The bitter is sweet, The med'cine is food: Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, O how pleasant theconqueror's song! 1 HYMN 8. First Part. L. M. The holy Trinity. HERE is one God, and only one; THERE No rivals can his essence share He is Jehovah, he alone, And with the Lord none can compare. 2 His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Express the Maker's vast designs: They bear the impress of his name; In ev'ry part his wisdom shines. 3 If in his works such wonders rise, How much more wonderful is he! Whose nature's fill'd with mysteries; His being One, his person Three. 4 What finite pow'r with ceaseless toil, Can comprehend th' eternal Mind? Or, who th' almighty Three and One, By searching to perfection, find? 5 Angels and men in vain may raise Harmonious, their adoring songs; The lab'ring thoughts sink down opprest, And praises die upon their tongues. 6 Yet would I lift my trembling voice, Th' eternal Three in One to sing; And mingling faith, while I rejoice, My humble, grateful tribute bring. 7 All glory to th' eternal Three, 'The sacred undivided One: To Father, Son, and Spirit be Co-equal praise, and honours done. 1 HYMN 8. Second Part. L. M. The triune God, the God of our salvation. LONG ere the sun began his days, 2 The Father spake, the Son replied, 3 The Father chose his only Son Immanuel to the choice agreed, He bought them dear; his blood they cost. HYMN 8. Third Part. C. M. 1 LET them neglect thy glory, Lord, But our loud songs shall still record 2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee, The undivided One. 3 'Twas he, (and we'll adore his name) That form'd us by a word; "Tis he, restores our ruin'd frame; Salvation to the Lord! 4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies Rocks, hills and vales reflect the voice, HYMN 9. First Part. L. M. God the Father, the almighty Creator. 1 ALMIGHTY God we praise, and own Thee our Creator, King alone; All things were made to honour thee, |