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A band of love, a three-fold cord,
Which never can be broke.
Baptize into thy name;
And sweetly speak the same.
Let all our hearts agree;
And ever move t'wards thee.
Let all our spirits cleave :
That was in thee receive !
Thy spotless charity:
'The mind that was in thee.
Hymn 299. L. M. Holiness and Grace. Tit. ii. 10-13. 1. let our lips and lives express
N The holy gospel we profess;
To prove the doctrine all divine.
The honours of our Saviour-God;
And grace subdues the pow'r of sin. 3. Our flesh and sense must be deny'd,
Passion and envy, lust and pride ;
Humbly begin their days with God,
And spend them in his fear !
Prevent the dawning day ;
* And praise thy name and pray. "
Its incense to thy throne;
Our hearts be thine alone! 4. As sanctify'd to noblest ends,
Be each refreshment sought,
Some wise instruction brought.
Or by temptations try'd,
And in thy strength confide. ... 6. As diff'rent scenes of life arise,
Our grateful hearts would be
In solitude with thee.
On thy paternal breast;
Resign our pow'rs to rest.
· Let all my days be past;
Nor shall I fear the last.
Hymn 302. L. M. 1. DEHOLD the sons, the heirs of God,
D So dearly bought with Jesu's blood ! *Are they not born to heav'nly joys,
And shail they stoop to earthly toys?
2. Can laughter fill th’immortal mind?
Were spirits of celestial kind
To wear out time, and waste the day? 3. Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth
Well suit the honours of their birth?
Which children love, and fools admire? 4. What if we wear the richest vest ?
Peacocks and flies are better drest; This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, Must drop to dust, and feed the worms. 5. Lord, raise our thoughts and passions high'r; .
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire; Then, with a heav'n-directed eye, . We'll pass these glitt'ring trifles by.
Hymn 303. C. M.
A heart from sin set free!
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where Jesus reigns alone. 3. O for a lowly contrite heart,
Believing, true and clean!
From him that dwells within.
And full of love divine ;
A copy, Lord, of thine.
Hymn 304. L. M.
IT I wait to prove thy perfect will;
And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 2. Open my faith's interior eye:
Display thy glory from above; And all I am shall sink and die,
Lost in astonishment and love. 3. Confound, o'erpow'r me by thy grace:
I would be by myself abhor'd; All might, all majesty, all praise,
All glory be to Christ my Lord! 4. Now let me gain perfection's height;
Now let me into nothing fall, As less than nothing in my sight,
And feel that Christ is all in all!
Hymn 305. c. M.. 1: N OME, thou omniscient Son of man,
Display thy sifting pow'r;
And throughly purge thy floor.
Far from our souls be driv'n :
And lay us up for heav'n. 3. Look through us with thine eyes of flame,
The clouds and darkness chase:
And what we are by grace.
· Far from our hearts remove : As dust before the whirlwind flies, Disperse it by thy love.