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2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell's dark door we lay,
But we arise by grace divine

To see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb,

To thee the praise belongs,
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,

And dwell upon our tongues.
4 Salvation ! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky

Conspire to raise the sound.

8. 7. Consolation, Benediction-Italian Hymn. 1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing!

Tune my heart to sing thy grace!
Streams of mercy never ceasing

Call for songs of loudest praise:
Teach me some melodious measure,

Sung by raptured saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,

While I sing redeeming love.
2 By thy hand sustained, defended,

Safe through life thus far I've come; Safely, Lord, when life is ended,

Bring me to my heavenly home:

Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wandering from the fold of God; He, to save my soul from danger,

Interposed his precious blood. 3 0! to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be! Let that grace, now, like a fetter,

Bind my wandering heart to thee! Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,

Prone to leave the God I loveHere's my heart-oh, take and seal it!

Seal it from thy courts above. 49.


St. Andrew'sKent?Canterbury.
1 How wretched was our former state,

When, slaves to Satan's sway,
With hearts disordered and impure,

O’erwhelmed in sin we lay!
2 But, O my soul! for ever praise,

For ever love his name,
Who turned thee from the fatal paths

Of folly, sin, and shame.
3 Vain and presumptuous is the trust

Which in our works we place,
Salvation from a higher source

Flows to the human race.

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God

That all our hopes begin;
His mercy saved our souls from death,

And washed our souls from sin.
5 His Spirit, through the Saviour shed,

Its sacred fire imparts,
Refines our dross, and love divine

Rekindles in our hearts. 6 Thence raised from death, we live anew;

And, justified by grace,
We hope in glory to appear,

And see our Father's face.




French-Winchester Old-St. Thomas'.

1 Not all the outward forms on earth,

Nor rites that God has given,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,

Can raise a soul to heaven.
2 The sovereign will of God alone

Creates us heirs of grace;
Born in the image of his Son,

A new peculiar race.
3 The Spirit, like a heavenly wind,

Blows on the sons of flesh,

New-models all the carnal mind,

And forms the man afresh.
4 Our quickened souls awake and rise

From the long sleep of death;
On heavenly things we fix our eyes,

And praise employs our breath.

S. M. HamptonHobV'sShirland. 1 Grace! ’tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way

To save rebellious man,
And all the steps that grace display,

Which drew the wondrous plan.
Grace taught my wandering feet

To tread the heavenly road,
And new supplies each hour I meet,

While pressing on to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown

Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,

And well deserves the praise.

5 and 7,

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THE VOICE OF FREE GRACE. Wareham (by dividing last semibreve in each line, and repeating two lines) - Erfurt (by dividing last semi

breve of each line).
1 The voice of free grace

Cries, Escape to the mountain,
For Adam's lost race

Christ hath opened a fountain;
For sin and uncleanness,

And every transgression,
His blood flows most freely,
In streams of salvation.

Hallelujah to the Lamb,

Who hath purchased a pardon, We will perfectly praise him

When we've passed over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded,

O flee to the Saviour, He calls you in mercy,

'Tis infinite favour; Your sins are increasing,

Escape to the mountain ;
His blood can remove them,
It flows like a fountain.

Hallelujah, &c. 3 0 Jesus! ride onward,

Triumphantly glorious,

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