And does thy love by which we live
In measur❜d portions flow?

2 O no; it is a constant stream,
By a sure fountain fed;

Thy goodness is no fading dream,
Just dimly seen, and fled;

3 Thy mercies are a countless store,
Thy gifts for ever new;
Where sin abounded, yet far more
Hath grace abounded too.

4 Shall we then quit the way that's right, And sin without restraint, Attempting vainly to unite

The sinner with the saint?

5 Detested thought! can souls be dead, Yet still alive to sin?

Can they who hell's broad pathway tread, A crown of glory win?

6 Lord, let thy love that knows no end
Make sin more hateful still;

And every free forgiveness bend
Our spirits to thy will.

SECTION II.

REDEMPTION BY JESUS CHRIST.

HYMN 21.

(L. M.)

Man's fall and recovery.

1 MAN, in his Maker's image form'd,
In heavenly virtue was complete ;
Love rul'd o'er every thought, and warm'd
His heart, and made obedience sweet.

2 With glowing mind, and tuneful tongue,
Angels their wondering praise express'd;
And heaven with acclamations rung
When God pronounced his creatures blest.

3 But soon, by lying arts misled,

Man from his happy station fell: And the bright charms of Eden fled Before the withering blast of hell.

4 What sin and misery from that hour

Have scourg'd and ruin'd this fair earth! And Satan holds beneath his power The children of a heavenly birth!

5 Yet hope, still lingering, casts one ray Of comfort o'er the dark abyss;

And points to sinful man the way

To brightening realms of promis'd bliss. 6 All is not lost, since Christ hath given His precious blood to make us free: O Saviour, speak to us of heaven, And guide our wandering hearts to thee.

Christ the best treasure.-Isa. lv. 2.

1 WHY buy we that which is not bread?
Why hoard what is not gain?
Why seek for life among the dead,
For joy where sorrows reign?

2 O Saviour, grant that we may find
In thee substantial food,

Leave the world's empty joys behind,
And aim at real good.

3 Be thou our wealth; for having thee,
What can we want besides?

Be thou our joy; for pain must flee
Where'er our Lord abides.

4 Be thou our life; for thou canst save
From sin's appointed doom;

And bear us through the gloomy grave
Safe to a peaceful home.

Redeeming love of Christ.

1 ARISE, my soul, from meaner things,

To praise the mighty King of kings;

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And among all his works and ways
Let Love call forth the highest praise.
2 Love brought a Saviour from the skies
To die for me, that I might rise
Above the power of death and hell,
And near his face for ever dwell.

3 He saw me in my ruin'd state,
And sav❜d me, though my sins were great;
Put all my gloomy fears to flight,
And turn'd my darkness into light.
4 When sin had slain my guilty soul,
He touch'd me and said, Be thou whole;
When clouds of grief around me spread,
He smil❜d upon me, and they fled.

5 He calm'd the passions of my breast,
And lull'd anxiety to rest;

Preserv'd me from a thousand foes,
And bade my soul in him repose.
6 O gracious Saviour, guide me still,
Teach me submission to thy will;
From groundless terrors set me free,
Let nothing part my soul from thee:
7 And when the hour of death is near,
Thy love shall calm each rising fear,
Safe through the gloomy vale convey,
And bear me to the realms of day.

1 FATHER, before thy throne we bend; Our thankful praise to give;

Because thou didst a Saviour send,
That ruin'd souls might live.

2 In paths of sin and wretchedness
We had for ever stray'd;

Hadst thou not pitied our distress,
And hasten'd to our aid.

3 We thank thee that we were not left Without thy tender care,

Of strength, of help, of hope bereft,
To perish in despair.

4 It was thy free and sovereign grace
That gave thy only Son,
By his bloodshedding to efface
The ills that we had done.

5 O Lord, thy gracious work complete,
Let Christ be form'd within,
And by his presence make us meet
The heavenly prize to win.

Christ's love the ground of confidence.

1 JESU, in whose boundless grace
All our confidence we place,
To thy throne with joy and fear,
Trembling, hoping, we draw near.

2 How shall mortal lips relate
All the glories of thy state?
How shall sinners dare to sing
Praise to heaven's eternal King?