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SAVIOUR never slurnbers :
Sweet their portion,
Guards the objects of her care,
Thus protected, [there;
314. The Blessedness of his State. C.M. But ye are come unto mount Sion, and unto the city of
the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to JESUS the mediator of the new covenant.-HEB. xii. 22, 24. HAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd,
And sav'd by grace alone! Walking in all his ways, they find
Their heav'n on earth begun.
Their joys in part we know;
And we'in hymns below.
And bow before thy throne ! We, in the kingdom of thy grace;
The kingdoms are but one.
4 Who love thy holy courts below,
The holiest soon will see;
And ever dwell with thee.
315. The Blessedness of his State. Ss. Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; let
such as love thy salvation say continually, The Lord be
My boundless unspeakable joy.
He freely redeem’d by his blood;
My Jesus, iny Saviour, my King. 3 In * Mesech, as yet, I reside,
A darksome and restless abode!
• Psalm cxx. 5.
Oh! when shall my spirit exchange
Through realms of ineffable day! 4 My glorious REDEEMER! I long
To see thee descend on the cloud,
Receiving the fulness of love?
Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear,
Where God all his glory displays. 6 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns,
Your pride with disdain I survey;
316. Encouraged by past Mercies.
Ebenezer, or hitherto hath the Lord helped us.-1 Sam.
COME, thou Fount of every blessing !
Tune my heart to sing thy grace!
Call for songs of loudest praise :
Sung by joyful tongues above ;
my God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thy help I'm come;
Safely to arrive at home.
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
Interpos’d his precious blood. 3 0, to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I'm constrain'd to be!
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee.
Prone to leave the God I love
Seal it from thy courts above.
317. Grace sufficient promised. C.M. - My grace is sufficient for thee ; for my strength is made
perfect in weakness.--2 Cor. xii. 9.
To cheer the drooping saint ;
“ Íbo' nature's pow'rs may faint. 2 " My grace its glories shall display,
“And make your griefs remove; “ Your weakness shall the triumphs tell
“Of boundless power and love. 3 What, tho' my griefs are not remov'd,
Yet why should I despair?
I can the burden bear.
'Tis good to trust thy name : Thy power, thy faithfulness, and love,
Will ever be the same.
I all things can perform ;
Amid the raging storm.