2 For had he not pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt;

You all would have liv'd, would have died too in sin,

And sunk with the load of your guilt.

3 What was there in you that could merit Or give the Creator delight? (esteem, 'Twas "even so Father," you ever must sing, "Because it seem'd good in thy sight."

4 Then give all the glory to his holy name; To him all the glory belongs; (fame, Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his And crown him in each of your songs.

XXVI. HYMN.-4 lines, 8's.

1 JEHOVAH'S the God we adore,
The faithful unchangeable friend,
Whose love is as great as his power,
And neither knows measure nor end.

2 'Tis he is the first and the last,
Whose hand shall conduct us safe home;
We'll praise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that's to come.

XXVII. HYMN.-8 lines, 8's.

1 YE angels who stand round the throne, And view my Emmanuel's face,

In rapturous songs make him known,
Tune, tune your soft harps to his praise
He form'd you the spirits you are,
So happy, so noble, so good;
When others sunk down in despair,
Confirm'd by his power, ye stood.

2 Ye saints who stand nearer than they,
And cast your bright crowns at his feet,
His grace and his glory display,

And all his rich mercy repeat:
He snatch'd you from hell and the grave,
He ransom'd from death and despair;
For you he was mighty to save,
Almighty to bring you safe there.

3 O when will the period appear,
When I shall unite in your song
I'm weary of lingering here,
And I to your Saviour belong!
I'm fetter'd and chain'd up in clay,
I struggle and pant to be free;
I long to be soaring away,
My God and my Saviour to see!

4 I want to put on my attire

Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb; I want to be one of your choir,

And tune my sweet harp to his name;

I want-O I want to be there,

Where sorrow and sin bid adieu

Your joy and your friendship to share-
To wonder and worship with you!

XXVIII. HYMN.-L. M.

1 THE love of Christ constraineth us,
Because, we taught of God, judge thus,
That if one truly died for all,
The whole was ruined by the fall.

2 And certainly for all he died,
That such as shall be sanctified,
May never live to sin again,
But live to Jesus who was slain.

3 To all it shall be testified,

In God's due time that Jesus died ;
And all at last he will restore,
And they shall never wander more.

4 Christ tasted death for every man;
This was the great and glorious plan
Which wisdom, love, and mercy drew,
And which the Saviour carried through.

5 He died for us, not us alone,
But did for all the world atone;
For every soul of Adam's line
He freely did his life resign.

XXIX. HYMN.-L. M.

1 The grandest subject I would sing
That ever dwelt on mortal tongue,
The glorious victories of our King
Shall be the subject of my song.

2 He reigns, and shall for ever reign,
Till all his enemies shall yield;
The victory he shall obtain,
And not one foe shall keep the field.

3 This is Jehovah's high decree,

That every one in earth and heav'n
Shall to the Saviour bow the knee,
To him all homage shall be given.

4 Then shall that glorious day arrive,
When sins and sorrows shall be past;
Tears wiped away from human eyes,
And joys succeed, which always last.

All creatures to their God shall cleave,
As dust of steel to adamant;

Then sin shall never more deceive,
But endless pleasures God will grant.

XXX. HYMN.-L. M.

1 What sweet and blest effects we find Attend the constant firm belief,

That God's a friend to all mankind,
And does determine their relief.

2 It fills our souls with heav'nly love, And crucifies our pride and wrath; It sets our minds on things above, And makes us walk the narrow path.

3 Meekness, humility, and peace,

Are blessings flowing from that source;
The more our faith and hope increase,
The more with joy we run our course.

4 lt greatly doth the mind expand,
And sets the heart from bondage free,
Makes us possess, and bids us stand,
In Jesus' heav'nly liberty.

5 It most restrains the mind from sin,
Not leading to licentiousness;
But is a monitor within,

Restraining lest we should transgress.

XXXI. HMYN.-L. M.

1 How shall our souls with pleasure raise To our dear Lord a song of praise? We'll sing his love, his goodness tellOur Jesus hath done all things well.