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3 Death is the wages I have earn'd,
The just desert of sin; Alas! my life is vile without,
And vile my heart within.
From sin's oppressive load ?
Acceptance with my God?
To Thee, my Saviour, turns; Cleansed by thy blood, and saved by grace,
My soul no longer mourns.
(c. M. CARR'S LANE.) Mount Sinai and Mount Zion. Heb, xii, 18, &c. i Not to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke, Not to the thunder of that word,
Which God on Sinai spoke ; 2 But we are come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God;
And spread his love abroad. 3 Behold the innumerable host
Of angels, cloth'd in light;
Whose faith is turn'd to sight.
Our voice for ever raise.
Join'd with them here in works of love,
The Saviour the sinner's refuge.
Where Jesus answers prayer ;
For none shall perish there. 2 Thy promise is our only plea;
Our only hope thy word;
And such are we, O Lord !
By Satan sorely prest,
We come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou our Shield and Hiding-place,
That, shelter'd near thy side,
(c. M. UNIVERSITY.)
With thine all-quickening powers !
In these cold hearts of ours.
Fond of these earthly toys:
To gain eternal joys !
3 In vain we tune our lifeless
songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies. 4 In heartless prayers, and weak complaint,
Shall all our days be past ?
And thine to us so vast !
With thine all-quickening powers; Shed in our hearts the Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle 'ours.
(L. M. HONITON.) Pleading the promises of God. 1 Kings iii. 5. 1 Lord,dost Thou say, "ask what Thou wilt?”
With joy we seize the present hour;
From sin's assaults, and Satan's power. 2 More of thy presence now impart;
More of thine image let us bear;
And reign without a rival there. 3 In Jesu's blood our pardon seal,
Our weakness perfect in thy strength,
In all its height, and breadth, and length. 4 In heavenly things, oh ! make us wise,
To know thy will and love thy ways;
And, in the power thy grace supplies,
in wisdom as in days.
But freely all to Thee resign:
Opposition of grace and nature.
Contending grace, remaining sin;
Though each by turns the heart assail. 2 Now in the dust we sorrowing lie;
Now raise our songs of triumph high;
Or mourn to feel its power again. 3 One happy hour beholds us rise,
Triumphant to the promised skies;
To realms of joy, and worlds of light. 5 But scarce the minutes onward roll,
Ere earth recalls the captive soul ;
We headlong urge our downward course. 5 Great God ! assist us in the fight;
Make us victorious in thy might:
Opposition of grace and nature. 1 What different powers of grace and sin
Attend this mortal state !
And do the works we hate. 2 Now we complain, and mourn, and sigh,
For sin and Satan reign;
For grace prevails again.
Till perfect day arise :
Until the weaker dies.
And vex and break our peace,
The saints kept by the power of God. 1 Not unto us, but Thee, O Lord !
Be praise and glory given,
Which brings us nearer heaven.
Secure beneath thine eye;
Before thy throne on high.