2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood,
And by his pow'r my foes controul'd;
He found me wand'ring far from GOD,
And brought me to his chosen fold.

8 He cheers my heart, my want supplies,
And says that I shall shortly be
Enthron'd with him above the skies:
O what a Friend is CHRIST to me!

4 But ah! my inmost spirit mourns,
And well my eyes with tears may
swim,

To think of my perverse returns ;
I've been a faithless friend to him!

5 Often my gracious Friend I grieve,
Neglect, distrust, and disobey;
And often Satan's lies believe,
Sooner than all my Lord can say,

6 [He bids me always freely come,
And promises whate'er I ask;

But I am strait'ned, cold, and dumb,
And count my privilege a task.]

7 [Before the world that hates his cause, My treacherous heart has throbb'd with shame :

Loth to forego the world's applause,
I hardly dare avow his name.]

8 Sure, were I not most vile and base, I could not thus my friend requite; And were not he the God of grace, He'd frown and spurn me from his sight!

44. The Fulness of his People. C.M. And of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace.-JOHN i, 16.

LORD, we adore thy boundless grace,
The heights and depths unknown,
Of pardon, life, and joy, and peace ;
In thy beloved Son.

2 O wond'rous gift of love divine,
Thou source of ev'ry good!
JESUS, in thee what glories shine
How rich thy flowing blood!
3 Come, all ye pining, hungry poor,
The SAVIOUR's bounty taste;
Behold a never-failing store
For ev'ry willing guest!

4 Here shall your ev'ry want receive
A free, a full supply:
He has unmeasur'd bliss to give,
And joys that never die.

5 Lord, bring unwilling souls to thee,
With sweet constraining pow'r ;
Thy boundless grace let rebels see,
And at thy feet adore.

45. The Giver of the Holy Spirit. 7—6—8

When the Comforter is come, whom I will send unto you from the Father, even the Spirit of truth, which proceedeth from the Father, he shall testify of me.JOHN XV. 26.

SAVIOUR, I thy word believe,
My unbelief remove;

Now thy quick'ning Spirit give,
The unction from above:
Show me, Lord, how good thou art,
My soul with all thy fulness fill,
Send the witness, in my heart
The HOLY GHOST reveal.

2 Blessed Comforter, come down,
And live and move in me;
Make my ev'ry deed thine own,
In all things led by thee:
Bid my sins and fears depart,

And with me vouchsafe to dwell:
Faithful witness in my heart
Thy perfect light reveal.

3" Whom the world cannot receive,"
Lord, manifest in me:

SON OF GOD, I cease to live,

Unless I live to thee:

Make me choose the better part,
Display thy love, my pardon seal,
Send the witness, in my heart,
The HOLY GHOST reveal.

46. The Guide of his People. 8-7-4.

And he led them on safely.-PSALM lxxviii. 53.

SAVIOUR thro' the desert lead us :
Without thee we cannot go;
Thou from cruel chains hast freed us;
Thou hast laid the tyrant low.

Let thy presence

Cheer us all our journey through.

2 With a price thy love has bought us; (SAVIOUR What a love is thine!) Hitherto thy power has brought us; Power and love in thee combine. Lord of Glory:

Ever on thine Israel shine.

3 [Thro' a desert waste and cheerless, Tho' our destin'd journey lie; Render'd by thy presence fearless, We may ev'ry foe defy.

Nought shall move us,

While we see our SAVIOUR nigh.

4 When we halt (no track discovering,) Fearful lest we go astray;

O'er our path thy pillar hov'ring,
Fire by night and cloud by day,
Shall direct us;

Thus we shall not miss our way.]

5 When we hunger thou wilt feed us; Mauna shall our camp surround: Faint and thirsty thou wilt heed us;

Streams shall from the rock abound;
Happy Israel!

What a SAVIOUR thou hast found;

6 [When our foes in arms assemble,
Ready to obstruct our way,
Suddenly their hearts shall tremble;
Thou shalt strike them with dismay:
And thy people

Led by thee, shall win the day.]
7 Then lead on, Almighty victor,
Scatter ev'ry hostile band;
Be our guide and our protector
Till on Canaan's shores we stand.
Shouts of Vict'ry

Then shall fill the promis'd land.

47. The Hiding place of his People. 7-6-8.

And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, an a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place; as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.ISAIAH Xxxii. 2.

To the haven of thy grace,
O Son of man, I fly;
Be my rest and hiding place
Whene'er the storm is high;
Save me from the furious blast,
A covert from the tempest be;
Hide me, JESUS, 'till o'er past
The storm of sin I see.