4 Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's honors sing;

Jesus, the priest, receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.

5 We bow before His face,

And sound His glories high.
Hosanna to the God of grace,
Who lays His thunders by.

6 On earth Thy mercy reigns,
And triumphs all above:

But, Lord! how weak our mortal strains

To speak immortal love!

L

ORD, thou hast won, at length I yield;
My heart, by mighty grace compelled,
Surrenders all to Thee;

Against Thy terrors long I strove,
But who can stand against Thy love?
Love conquers even me.

2 All that a wretch could do, I tried,
Thy patience scorned, Thy power defied,
And trampled on Thy laws;
Scarcely Thy martyrs at the stake,
Could stand more steadfast for Thy sake,
Than I in Satan's cause.

3 But since Thou hast Thy love revealed,
And shown my soul a pardon sealed,
I can resist no more;

Could'st Thou for such a sinner bleed?
Canst Thou for such a rebel plead ?
I wonder and adore!

NEWTON.

109.

MY former arb gius;

Y former hopes are fled,

I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.

2 Ah! whither shall I fly?

I hear the thunder roar;
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door.

3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom:
But sure a friendly whisper says,
"Flee from the wrath to come."

4 I see, or think I see,

A glimmering from afar;
A beam of day that shines for me
To save me from despair.

5 Forerunner of the Sun,

It marks the pilgrim's way;
I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.

S. M.

COWPER

WELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer,

Welcome to this heart of mine:

Lord, I make a full surrender;
Every power and thought be Thine,
Thine entirely,

Through eternal ages Thine.

2 Known to all shall be Thy mansion,
Earth and hell will disappear;
Or in vain attempt possession,
When they find the Lord is near:
Shout, O Zion!

Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here!

IN songs of sublimado whion ass,

of sublime adoration and praise,

Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days,

His rich and distinguishing grace.

2 His love, from eternity fixed upon you, Broke forth and discovered its flame, When each with the cords of His kindness He drew,

And brought you to love His great name.

3 Oh! had not He pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms His love had ne'er felt;

You all would have lived, would have died too in sin,

And sunk with the load of your guilt.

4 What was there in you that could merit esteem,

Or give the Creator delight?

'Twas "Even so, Father," you ever must sing,

"Because it seemed good in Thy sight."

5 'Twas all of Thy grace we were brought to obey;

While others were suffered to go

The road which by nature we chose as our

way,

That leads to the regions of wo.

6 Then give all the glory to His holy name, To Him all the glory belongs;

Be

yours the high joy still to sound forth His fame,

And crown Him in each of your songs.

VI. PRAYER.

S. M.

112.

EHOLD the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;

There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.

2 That rich atoning blood,

Which sprinkled round I see, Provides for those who come to God An all-prevailing plea.

3 My soul, ask what thou wilt,

Thou canst not be too bold;

Since His own blood for thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold?

113.

HE praying spirit breathe,
The watching power impart ;

From all entanglements beneath
Call off my anxious heart;

NEWTON.

S. M.