3. All righteousness did he fulfil, 4. Alas! I know the reason why ; 5. But hence our confidence begins; That thus, by bearing all our sins, Each sinner now may be his child, 7. Come then, each needy sinner, come, 1. T HERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, 2. The dying thief rejoic'd to see 3. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Redeeming love has been my theme,, 4. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing his power to save; 1. When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue, Lies silent in the grave. Hymn 58. L. M. Christ crucified, WHEN I survey the wond'rous cross On which the prince of glory dy'd, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2. Father forbid that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3. See! from his head, his hands, and feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,. Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 1. Hymn 59. c. M.. JESUS hasting to suffer. Twas kindled in his breast, HE Saviour, what a noble flame When hasting to Jerusalem, He march'd before the rest! 2. Goodwill to men and zeal for God, He longs to be baptiz'd with blood- 3. With all his suff'rings full in view, 5. And while thy bleeding glories here, Hymn 60. c. M. Looking at the Cross. I. IN evil long I took delight, Unaw'd by shame or fear; 3. I saw one hanging on a tree 3. Sure, never to my latest breath, It seem'd to charge me with his death, 4. My conscience felt, and own'd the guilt, 5. Alas! I knew not what I did Where shall my trembling soul be hid 6. A second look he gave, which said, "I freely all forgive; "This blood is for thy ransom paid; "I die that thou may'st live." Hymn 61. c. M. They shall look on him whom they pierced, and mourn. Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death, 2. O, the sharp pangs of smarting pain, When knotty whips and ragged thorns, 3. But knotty whips and ragged thorns In vain I blame the Roman bands, Each of my crimes became a nail, And unbelief the spear. 5. 'Twere you that pull'd the veng'ance down Break, break, my heart! O burst mine eyes, 6. Strike, mighty grace, my flinty soul, And deep repentance drown mine eyes Hymn 62. P. M. 1. AIN, delusive world, adieu, Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood! All thy pleasures I forego, I trample on thy wealth and pride; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify'd. 2. Other knowledge I disdain, 'Tis all but vanity: Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, He tasted death for me! Me to save from endless woe, 3. Here will I set up my rest, His wounds for me stand open 4. Him to know is life and peace, Only Jesus will I know, 5. O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove : wide! Shew the length, the breadth, the height, Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone apply'd. Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify'd. |