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2 Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
And love beyond degree!
And shut his glories in ;
For man the creature's sin!
While his dear cross appears;
And inelt mine eyes to tears.
The debt of love I owe:
Hymn 217. P. M.
Let carth make a noise and echo his
praise : Our all-loving Saviour bath pacified God, And paid for his favour the price of his
blood. 2 Ye mountains and vales, in praises abound,
Ye hills and ye dales, continue the sound;
For Jesus is bringing lost sinners to God. 3 Atonement he made for every one, Tbe debt he hath paid, the work be hath
4 His mercy hath brought salvation to all, Who take it unbought he frees them from,
thrall; Throughout the believer his glory displays, And perfects for ever the vessels of grace.
AND are we yet
AND SOCIETY MEETING,
Hymn 218. S. M. 1
And see each other's face? Glory and praise to Jesus give
For his redeeming grace! Preserv'd by power divine,
To feel salvation here, Again in Jesu's praise we join,
And in his sight appear.2 What troubles have we seen!
What conflicts have we past! Fightings without and fears within,
Since we assembled last ! But out of all, the Lord
Hath brought us by his love; And still he doth his help afforch,
Apd hide our life above. 3 Then let us make our boast
Of his redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost,
Till we shall sin no more:
Till we the crown obtain,
Hymn 219. P. M.
My beloved, arise,
On this festival day
Come exulting away,
And treasures above,
The redeem'd of the Lord,
We remember his word,
The original grace,
From his bounty, and live
For thy glory we are
Created to share
That our souls may remaia lu time and eternity thine.
With thanks we arprove
The design of thy love,
So united in heart,
That we never cap part,
6 There, there at his feet,
We shall suddenly meet,
We shall sing to our Tyres
With heavenly choirs,
To our Father and King,
To the Lamb that was slain
We to Jesus Jook up,
From our graves we shall see,
And cry out“ It is he!”
COME Let us an eie our journey pursue; And press to our permanent place in the skies. of heavenly birth, tho’ wand'ring on earth, This is not our place,
[fess. But strangers and piigrinis ourselves we con2 At Jesus's call we give up our all,
And still we forego,
No longiog we find for the country behind;
But onward we move, And still we are seeking a country above. 3 A country of joy, without any alloy;
We thither repair : Our hearts and our treasure already are there. We march hand in hand to Immanuel's land;
No matter what cheer We meet with on earth, for eternity's near! 4 The rougher our way, the shorter our stay;
The tempests that rise Shall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies : The fiercer the blast, the sooner 'tis past,
The troubles that come, Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us homie.
Hymn 221. P. M. 1 COME, let us ascend
My companion and friend, To a taste of the banquet above!
If thy heart be as mine,
If for Jesus it pine,
Who in Jesus confide,
We are bold to outride
With the prophet we soar
To the heavenly shore,
By faith we are come
To our permanent home,