2 And will you doubt your Father's grace, 4 Though clouds and darkness spread thy mind, He has redeem'd thy soul from hell. Thou art redeem'd by precious blood, 7 Then though thy Father hide his face, Faith Triumphant over Nature;-The Weak made Strong by the Mighty God of Jacob. I can do all things, through Christ strengthening me. Phil. iv. 13. 1 As Jesus died for me, What have I to fear? My God has upheld me I've trusted his promise, For none ever trusted 2 I know Christ died for me, Although I still feel The sad plague sore within; No better at all, 3 Though I can do nothing, When Christ is in view; I know I am saved, But wholly of grace. 4 The blood of atonement Is all I can plead; I look to my Jesus, And then I succeed; I'm a poor helpless man; But Jesus died for me, And finish'd the plan. 5 Though I am by nature Not mended at all, I feel I am wholly Undone by the fall; But God in his mercy, Put my name in the book, 6 All hail, blessed Jesus, The law of Jehovah Can ask nothing more; And his blood he paid down, Is made heir to a crown. They shall be mine in the day when I make up my Jewels. Malichi iii. 17. 1 THEY shall be mine at that tremendous day: My ransom'd ones before my throne shall stand, 2 All that the Father, God Jehovah, chose, 1 They shall be mine, the Lord himself declare: 3 The Father gave those jewels to his Son, Father, I will that those thou gavest me, Come now, ye ransom'd chosen jewels, come; Ye favourites of God. 5 They shall be mine, I'll own them at that day; I knew their hearts, I knew what was within, 6 They shall be mine, it is my firm decree, Their debts are paid, there's nothing more to pay, The Goodness of the Lord, known, seen, and felt. The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and blessed are all they that put their trust in him. Nah. i.7. 1 THE Lord is good, but ah! how good, That sinner best can tell, That sees and feels that special grace 2 Good in his purposes of grace, The angels would have never thought 3 Good to provide a Ransomer For Adam's ruin'd race: O what a glorious sound to hear, 4 Good to put down my worthless name, And put his merits down as mine, 5 Good to give up his only Son The angels wonder at the sight, 6 Herein was love surpassing thought, Well may redeemed sinners sing 7 Who finished redemption work, Which reach'd my wretched case: The air we breathe is not more free Happy is that Man who is taught of God to pray. They shall call upon my name, and I will hear them. Zechariah xiii. 9. 1 AH! could this world afford us peace, For man will never go to God, 2 When all man's fancied props give way, Then to his God he's forc'd to cry. 3 Why will the great Jehovah hear A poor distressed sinner's pray'r? God by his Spirit has been there. 5 O God, be merciful to me! A pray'r that reach'd Jehovah's ear: At mercy's door there's nought to fear. 6 God has decreed in his own plan, His children shall obey his call; He puts the cry into their souls, |