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[3 Behold, his patience lengthen'd out, To those who from him rove;

And calls effectual reach their hearts
To teach them GOD is love.

4 The work begun is carried on

By power from heav'n above; And ev'ry step, from first to last, Proclaims that God is love.]

5 Why then, ye careless sinners, thus
Will ye from JESUS rove;
'Tis time from sinful ways to turn,
And taste that GOD is love.

6 Ye doubting souls who (full of fears)
The ways of GOD approve;
Dismiss your guilty fears, and come;
Believe that GOD is love.

7 0 may we all, while here below,
This best of blessings prove;
Till "perfect made" in brighter worlds
We shout that GOD is love!

8. The Long-suffering of God. 8-8-6.

He knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.-PSALM ciii. 14.

MY Father knows my feeble frame ;
He knows how poor a worm I am ;
He knows, he knows it all.

The least temptation serves to draw
My footsteps from my Father's law,
And make me slide and fall.

2 of this I give him daily proof,
And yet he does not cast me off;
But owns me still as his.
He spares, he pities, he forgives,
The most rebellious child that lives:
So great his goodness is.

8 And shall I thence a pretext draw, Again to violate his law?

My soul revolts at this:

I'll love, and wonder, and adore,
And beg that I may sin no more,
Against such love as his.


4 O love divine! Eternal source
Of good to man, I mark thy course,
I mark it with delight:
To Bethlehem I follow thee,
And there the wond'rous babe I see;
A cheering glorious sight.

5 I trace thee then to Calvary,
And there the man of sorrows see,
His body bath'd in blood:
The stream I follow'd from its source,
Now pours with a resistless force
A rapid swelling flood.

6 Its waters health and healing bring:
They make the waste rejoice and sing;
Their progress thus we trace;
They pour their virtues thro' the earth;
They fill the world with sacred mirth;
And gladden ev'ry place.

9. The Omnipresence of God. L.M.


THOU LORD, by strictest search hast known

My rising up and lying down:
My secret thoughts are known to thee,
Known long before conceiv'd by me.

2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys,
My public haunts and private ways;
Surrounded by thy power I stand,
On every side I find thy hand.

3 Such knowledge is for me too high!
Too dazzling bright for mortal eye!
Where then can I thy Spirit shun?
Or, whither from thy presence run?

4 If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in


Or down to hell's infernal plains,
There thy Almighty vengeance reigns.

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5 Or, should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the sable wings of night;
One glance from thee, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.

6 I'll praise thee, from whose hand I came,
A work of such a curious frame:
The wonders thou in me hast shown,
My soul with grateful joy shall own.

10. God the Redeemer of his People. 7s.

I beseech you, therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.-ROMANS xii. 1.

GOD of all redeeming Grace,
By thy pard'ning love compell'd,
Up to thee our souls, we raise,
Up to thee our bodies yield.
2 Thou our sacrifice receive,

Acceptable through thy Son;
While to thee alone we live,
While we die to thee alone.

3 Just it is, and good, and right,
That we should be wholly thine;
Only in thy will delight,
In thy blessed service join.

4 O that ev'ry thought and word
Might proclaim how good thou art;
"Holiness unto the Lord,"
Still be written on our heart!

11. The wisdom and mercy of God. C.M.

Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known. PSALM Ixxvii. 19. Clouds and darkness are round about him: righteousness and judgment are the habitation of his throne. Ib. xcvii. 2.

GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the LORD by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour:

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6 Blind Unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
GOD is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

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