3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 4 Religion bears our spirits up, HYMN CLXXII. Tit. III. 3-7. (c. M.) 1 LORD, we confess our num'rous faults, How great our guilt has been: Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2 But, O my soul! for ever praise, Who turns thy feet from dang'rous ways 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness, 4 "Tis from the mercy of our God, 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death, The Spirit is sent down to breathe 6 Rais'd from the dead we live anew; We shall appear in glory too, HYMN CLXXIII. Heb. 1. 14. (L. M.) 1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light The King of glory spreads his seat; And troops of angels stretch'd for flight Stand waiting round his awful feet. 2 Here a bright squadron leaves the skies, And thick around Elisha stands; Anon a heav'nly soldier flies, And breaks the chains from Peter's hands. 4 Are they not all thy servants, Lord? HYMN CLXXIV. Heb. II. 16. (C. M.) 1 Down headlong from their native skies The rebel-angels fell; And thunderbolts of flaming wrath 2 Down from the top of earthly bliss And Jesus stoop'd beneath the grave 3 O love of infinite degree! Must heav'n's eternal Sov'reign die 4 Must angels sink for ever down, While God forsakes his shining throne 5 Oh, for this love let earth and skies And the full choir of human tongues HYMN CLXXV. Heb. IV. 15-6. (c. M.) 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High-Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows what sore temptations mean, 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, 4 He in the days of feeble flesh 5 Then let our humble faith address HYMN CLXXVI. Heb. vi. 17-9. (L. M.) 1 How oft have sin and Satan strove To rend my soul from thee, my God! But everlasting is thy love, And Jesus seals it with his blood. 2 The oath and promise of the Lord HYMN CLXXVII. Heb. VII. 25. (L. M.) 1 HE lives, the great Redeemer lives: What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before his Father God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice arm'd with frowns appears; But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence, then, ye black despairing thoughts: Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise; 4 In every dark distressful hour, 5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend! HYMN CLXXVIII. Heb. x1. 1—10. (6. M. 1 FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight; Breaks thro' the clouds of flesh and sense, 2 It sets times past in present view, 3 By faith we know the worlds were made 4 He sought a city fair and high, And faith assures us, though we die, HYMN CLXXIX. Heb. XII. 18-24. (c. M.) 1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord, The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word Which God on Sinai spoke; 2 But we are come to Zion's hill, Where milder words declare his will, 3 Behold th' innumerable host Of angels cloth'd in light! Behold the spirits of the just, Whose faith is turn'd to sight! 4 Behold the blest assembly there, Whose names are writ in heav'n! And God, the judge of all, declares Their vilest sins forgiv'n. |