Too long my soul has gone But, Lord! my heart is fixed, Break off the chains of sin and death, Thy blood can cleanse my heart, Then shall my soul arise, From sin and Satan free; Redeemed from hell and every foe, I'll trust alone in thee. Our Peace. HARK! the voice of love and mercy Was the Saviour's dying cry. That which prophets long predicted, That which legal sacrifice Only shadowed, not effected, So the dying Saviour cries. Finished, all the types and shadows Finished, all that God had promised, Saints, from hence your comfort draw. Now redemption is completed, Sin atoned, the curse removed, Here our hopes may rest unmoved. O the life, the peace, the pleasure, Which these charming words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord. "It is finished!" Let our joyful songs record. Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Glory to his worthy name! The King of Glory. OUR Lord is risen from the dead; And angels chant the solemn lay ;— Loose all your bars of massy light, Who is the King of glory? who? The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame ;The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ;— And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. Lo! his triumphant chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way! Who is the King of glory? who? The Lord, of glorious power possessed;The King of saints and angels too ;— God over all, forever blest! Increase our Faith. WHEN Sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes, To thee I breathe my soul's desires. Art thou not mine, my dearest Lord? That word which built the earth and sky? If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure; Here let my faith unshaken dwell; Here, O my soul, thy trust repose; The True Riches. LORD, I delight in thee, And on thy care depend; When nature's streams are dry, Should I a drop bemoan, There can no good be found O for a stronger faith To look within the veil, To credit what my Saviour saith, Who made my heaven secure, I cast my care on thee, I triumph and adore; Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please thee more. |