2 Ye souls that are wounded, To Jesus repair; He calls you in mercy, And can you forbear? Though your sins be as scarlet, That blood can remove them Which streams from this fountain. 3 O Jesus! ride onward, Triumphantly glorious; O'er sin, death, and hell Thou'rt more than victorious; Thy name is the theme Of the great congregation, While angels and saints Raise the shout of salvation. Hallelujah, etc. 4 With joy shall we stand When escaped to that shore; With our harps in our hand We will praise him the more; We'll range the sweet fields On the banks of the river, And sing of salvation For ever and ever. 385 "Unto him that loved us, and washed us from [C. M. our sins in his own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto God and his Father; NOW OW to the Lamb that once was slain Salvation, glory, joy remain For ever on his head! 2 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, Hast made us kings and priests to God, 386 X. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. REPENTANCE. "If any man sin, we have an advocate with THOU that hear'st when sinners cry, Behold them not with angry look, 2 Create my nature pure within, [L. M. 3 I cannot live without thy light, 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, ། The God of grace will ne'er despise 5 O may thy love inspire my tongue! And all my powers shall join to bless 387 "Take not thy Holy Spirit from me." STAY, thou long-suffering Spirit, stay, [L. M. Though I have done thee such despite; 2 Though I have most unfaithful been, 3 Yet O the mourning sinner spare, In honour of my great High-priest; 4 My weary soul, O God, release; "Him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out." JESUS, Saviour of the lost, By storms of sin and sorrow toss'd, 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry; A sinner, save me, or I die; 3 Once safe in thine almighty arms, 4 And when I stand before thy throne, "God be merciful to me, a sinner.” THAT load of sin were gone, O that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down, 2 Rest for my soul I long to find; Saviour of all, if mine thou art, And stamp thine image on my heart [C. M [L. M 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God; 5 I would, but thou must give the power, FAITH. 390 "If God be for us, who can be against us.” OLET triumphant faith dispel The fears of guilt and woe: 2 He who his only Son gave up 3 Who now his people shall accuse? [C. M. |