THE WORLD LOST AND REDEEMED.
THE world in condemnation lay;
And death from Adam reigning,
O'er man maintained remorseless sway;
While sin, his soul enchaining,
Foredoomed the second death to all
That shared the ruin of the fall;
But Christ's triumphant mission
Redeemed us from perdition.
Then round His manger let us throng,
Attend Him in temptation,
Carry our cross with joy along
His path of tribulation;
With Him to Olivet retire,
On Calvary see our LORD expire;
Then in His glory seated,
Behold His work completed.
THE GOD OF PROVIDENCE AND GRACE.
GOD over all! the sun by day
Reveals Thy glory in his light;
The moon and stars Thy voice obey,
And show Thy presence through the night.
GOD over all! the earth, that yields
Her flowers and fruits at Thy command,
From mountains, rivers, woods, and fields,
Pours the rich bounties of Thine hand.
Yea, to the humble and the poor,
High as Thou art, Thy gifts descend,
Their bread is given, their water sure,
Thou art their Father, Thou their Friend.
Bowed at Thy footstool, we confess,
With grief and shame, our sin and guilt:
Oh, turn from our unrighteousness,
And look on Him whose biood was spilt;
On Him who bore thy chastening rod,
That we might by His stripes be healed;
He died for us-the Lamb of GOD!
He rose-and our redemption sealed.
And shall we, dare we, can we still
Resist Thy fear, Thy love despise?
No, take us, soul, affection, will,
A free and living sacrifice.
GOD WORTHY OF ALL PRAISE.
SONGS of praise the angels sang;
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When JEHOVAH'S work begun,
When He spake, and it was done.
Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.
Heaven and earth must pass away; Songs of praise shall crown that day: GOD will make new heavens and earth; Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No;--the Church delights to raise
Psalms and hymns, and songs of praise.
Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
FOR UNITY AND BROTHERLY LOVE.
OUR Souls shall magnify the LORD;
In Him our spirit shall rejoice:
Assembled here with one accord,
Our hearts shall praise Him with our voice.
GOD of our hope! to Thee we bow,
Thou art our refuge in distress:
The husband of the widow Thou;
The Father of the fatherless.
May we the law of love fulfil;
Lighten each other's burdens here,
Suffer and do Thy righteous will,
And walk in all Thy faith and fear.
Then grant our union, here begun,
May last for ever firm and free:
Around Thy throne may we be one,-
One with each other and with Thee.
FOR THE IMAGE OF GOD.
FATHER of eternal grace!
May we all resemble Thee;
Meekly beaming in our face,
Let the world Thine image see.
Happy only in Thy love,
Poor, unfriended, and unknown,
Fix our thoughts on things above,
Stay our hearts on Thee alone.
Humble, holy, all resigned
To Thy will,-Thy will be done!
Give us, LORD, the perfect mind
Of Thy well-belovéd Son.
Counting gain and glory loss,
May we tread the path He trod,
Bear with Him on earth our cross,
Rise with Him to Thee our GOD.
A FOUNTAIN OPENED FOR SIN AND UNCLEANNESS.
COME to Calvary's holy mountain,
Sinners, ruined by the fall;
Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to all,
In a full perpetual_tide,-
Opened when the Saviour died.
Come, in poverty and meanness,
Come, defiled without, within;
From infection, from uncleanness,
From the leprosy of sin,
Wash your robes and make them white;-
Ye shall walk with GOD in light.
Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind;
Here the guilty free remission,
Here the troubled peace may find;
Health this fountain will restore,
He that drinks shall thirst no more;
He that drinks shall live for ever;
'Tis a soul-renewing flood:
GOD is faithful;-GOD will never
Break His covenant in blood;
Signed when our Redeemer died,
Sealed when He was glorified.
THE morning dawns upon the place
Where Jesus spent the night in prayer;
Through brightening glooms behold His face,-
No form nor comeliness is there.
Last eve, by those He called His own
Betrayed, forsaken, or denied,
He met His enemies alone,
In all their malice, rage, and pride.
Brought forth to judgment, now He stands
Arraigned, condemned, at Pilate's bar;
Here spurned by fierce Prætorian_bands,
There mocked by Herod's men of war;
He bears their buffeting and scorn,
Feigned homage of the lip, the knee,
The purple robe, the crown of thorn,
The scourge, the nail, the accursed tree.
No guile within His mouth is found,
He neither threatens nor complains;
Meek as a lamb for slaughter bound,
Dumb 'midst His murderers He remains:
But hark! He prays;—'tis for His foes;
He speaks; 'tis comfort to His friends;
Answers; and Paradise bestows;
"Tis finished!"-here the conflict ends.
He dies; the vail is rent in twain;
Darkness o'er all the land is spread,
High, without tempest, rolls the main,
Earth trembles, graves give up their dead:
"Truly this was the Son of GOD!"—
Though in a servant's mean disguise,
And bruised beneath the Father's rod,
No: for Himself,-for man He dies.
HARK! the song of Jubilee,
Loud as mighty thunders roar,
Or the fulness of the sea,
When it breaks upon the shore:
Hallelujah! for the LORD
GOD Omnipotent shall reign:
Hallelujah!-let the word
Echo round the earth and main.
Hallelujah!—hark! the sound,
From the abysses to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies:
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