IN our Lord we have redemption, Full remission in his blood: From the curse entire redemption, From the curse pronounc'd by God: What a Saviour Jesus is! O what love, what love is his! 2 See the Lord, our nature wearing, 3 Awful cry! it shows his suff'ring, Praise be his, all praise transcending, To the Lamb of God be giv'n, He alone the Saviour is, 87 L. M. Our Righteousness. ANON 1 JESUS thy blood and righteousness, My beauty are, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 When, from the dust of death, I rise To take my mansion in the skies; E'en then shall this be all my plea, 'Jesus hath liv'd and died for me.' 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who ought to my charge shall lay? While, through thy blood, absolv'd I am From sin and fear, from guilt and shame 4 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruin'd nature sinks in years: No age can change its glorious hue; The grace of Christ is ever new. 50 let the dead now hear thy voice! Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, "the Lord, our Righteousness." 1 Co OME heavn'ly love inspire my song And teach my heart, and teach my tongue 2 The Saviour! oh what endless charms 3 God's only Son (stupendous grace!) 4 Oh! the rich depths of love divine! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine,- 5 On thee alone my hope relies; Beneath thy cross I fall; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 89 L. M. Christ our only Saviour. STEELF. 1 JESUS the spring of joys divine, Whence all our hopes and comforts flow, Jesus no other name but thiue Can save us from eternal woe. 2 No other name will heaven approve, Thou art the true, the living way, Ordain'd by everlasting love, To the bright realms of endless day. 3 There let our constant feet abide, 4 Safe lead us through this world of night, -0 90 L. M. Star of Bethlehem. WHITE WHEN marshal'd on the nightly plain The glittering host bestud the sky; One star alone, of all the train, Can fit the sinner's wand'ring eye. 3 It was my guide, my life, my all, 4 Now safely moor'd-my perils o'er, The Star! the Star of Bethlehem! 91 L. M. Steward of God's family. DODDRIDGE. 1 WITH what delight I raise my eyes, And view the courts where Jesus Jesus, who reigns beyond the skies, |