CCCXX.-8s. 1 OURS is a pardon bought with blood, Amazing truth! the blood of One Who, without usurpation, could Lay claim to heav'n's eternal throne. 2 No victim of inferior worth Could ward the stroke that justice aim'd; For none but He, in heav'n or earth, Could offer that which justice claim'd. 3 But He, the Lord of glory, came; On yonder cross He bow'd His head; He suffer'd pain, He suffer'd shame, And lay a pris'ner with the dead. 4 But lo! He rises from the grave, And bears the greatest, sweetest name; The Lord, almighty now to save, From sin, from death, from endless shame. CCCXXI.-8, 7. 1 SAVIOUR, through the desert lead us, Without Thee we cannot go ; Thou from cruel chains hast freed us, Thou hast laid the tyrant low: Cheer us all our journey through. 2 With a price Thy love has bought us, (Saviour, what a love is Thine!) Hitherto Thy pow'r has brought us, (Pow'r and love in Thee combine): Lord of glory, Ever on Thy household shine. 3 Through a desert waste and cheerless, Though our destin'd journey lie, Render'd by Thy presence fearless, We may ev'ry foe defy: Nought shall move us, While we see the Saviour nigh. 4 When we halt, (no track discov'ring), Fearful lest we go astray, O'er our path Thy pillar hoy'ring, Fire by night, and cloud by day, Shall direct us; 'Thus we shall not miss our way. 5 When we hunger, Thou wilt feed us, Manna shall our camp surround; Faint and thirsty, Thou wilt heed us, What a Saviour have we found! 6 When our foes in arms assemble, Ready to obstruct our way, Suddenly their hearts shall tremble, Thou wilt strike them with dismay; And Thy people, Led by Thee, shall win the day. 7 Then lead on, Almighty Victor, Be our guide and our protector, Soon we hope with Thee to stand. CCCXXII.-8, 7. 1 RISE, my soul, thy God directs thee, Stranger hands no more impede ; Pass thou on, His hand protects thee, Strength that has the captive freed. 2 Is the wilderness before thee, Desert lands where drought abides? Heavenly springs shall there restore thee, Fresh from God's exhaustless tides. 3 Light divine surrounds thy going, 4 God, thine everlasting portion, 5 Art thou wean'd from Egypt's pleasures? In the desert God will teach thee Patient, gracious, powerful, holy, 7 On to Canaan's rest still wending, E'en thy wants and woes shall bring Suited grace from high descending, Thou shalt taste of mercy's spring. 8 Though thy way be long and dreary, Eagle strength He 'll still renew: Garments fresh, and foot unweary Tell how God hath brought thee through. 9 When to Canaan's long-loved dwelling 10 Then no stranger God shall meet thee, He who to His rest shall greet thee, CCCXXIII-8, 7. 1 WOULD we view God's brightest glory, Bid the guilty Him embrace. 2 In His highest work, redemption, See His glory fully blaze. |