JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION.
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Love and Joy. L. M.
[From the German.J
I I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God,
To wash me in thy cleansing blood ;
To dwell within thy wounds; then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.
2 Take my poor heart, and let it be
Forever closed to all but thee !
Seal thou my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love forever there.
3 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side !
WTio life and strength from thence derive,
And by thee move, and in thee live.
4 What are our works but sin and death,
Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe?
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move:
O wondrous grace! O boundless love!
5 How can it be, thou heavenly King,
That thou shouldst us to glorv bring?
Make slaves the partners of thy throne,
Decked with a never-fading crown!
6 Fience our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
Our words are lost, nor will we know
Nor will we think of aught beside,
" My Lord, my Love is crucified."
7 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought,
To know the wonders thou hast wrought,
Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tell
Thy love immense, unsearchable!
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8 First-born of many brethren thou,
To thee, lo, all our souls we bow:
To thee our hearts and hands we give;
Thine may we die, thine may we live.
J. Wesley.
210 Receiving the Atonement. L. M.
[ From the German of Zinzendorf.J
I. Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress:
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
WTiat joy shall I lift up my head.
2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully absolved through these I am,
From sin, and fear, from guilt and shame
3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,
Who from the Father's bosom came,
Who died for me, e'en me, t' atone,
Now for my Lord and God I own.
4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood,
Which, at the mercy-seat of God,
Forever doth for sinners plead,
For me, e'en for my soul, was shed.
5 Lord, I believe were sinners more
Than sands upon the ocean shore,
Thou hast for all a ransom paid,
For all a full atonement made.
J. We. ley.
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