HYMN 7. First Part. S. M. All men are not saved. ESTRUCTION's dang'rous road, While that, which leads the soul to God, 2 Believers enter in By Christ, the living door; 3 If self must be denied, 4 Encompass'd by a throng, 5 But numbers are no mark 6 Obey the gospel call, And enter while you may; 7 Lord, open sinners' eyes, Their awful state to see; And make them, ere the storm arise, 1 HYMN 7. Second Part. S. M, Faith. AITH!-'tis a precious grace, It boasts of a celestial birth, 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 HYMN 7. Third Part. A living faith. C. M. 1 MISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n, And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, 3 'Tis faith, that changes all the heart; That bids all sinful joys depart, 4 'Tis faith, that conquers earth and hell This is the grace that shall prevail 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, HYMN 7. Fourth Part. P. M. 1 BEGONE 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 his to provide : Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word, he has spoken, shall smal ? His rug kan ukam powoj. 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; 1 When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death: And can he have taught me to trust in his name, [shame? And thus far have brought me, to put me to 5 Why should I complain Of want or distress, 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, Which he drank quite up, 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 And then, O TO [song! Lanqueror's HYMN 8. First Part. L. M. The holy Trinity. HERE is one God, and only one; TH 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; HYMN 8. Second Part. L. M. LONG ere the sun began his days, 3 The Father chose his only Son |