7. 'Tis done! the dreadful debt is paid
The great atonement now is made;
Sinners on him your guilt was aid,
For you he spilt his blood;
For you his tender soul did move,
For you he left the courts above, [prove,
That you the length and breadth might
And height and depth and perfect love,
In Christ, your smiling God.
8. All glory be to God on high'
Who reigns enthron'd above the sky,
Who sent his Son to bleed and die,
Glory to him be given ;
While heaven above his praise resounds,
O Zion sing, his grace abounds
I hope to shout eternal rounds
In flaming love, that knows no bounds, When swallow'd up in heaven.
Awake, O guilty world awake;
Behold the earth's foundation shake,
While the Redeemer bleeds for you,
His death proclaims to Adam's race,
Free grace, free grace, free graçe, free
To all the Jews and Gentiles too. [grace.
2. Come, guilty mortals, come and see Your Saviour hanging on a tree,
For you all dress'd in purple gore; His weight of wo did veil the sun, 'Tis done, 'tis done,'tis done, 'tis done.
That man might live forevermore.
3. Behold the wounded Lamb of God,
Spreading his bleeding hands abroad,
Come, see him yielding up to death,
Behold him in his agonies!
He dies, he dies, he dies, he dies,
And yields his last expiring breath.
4. He dies, and triumphs over death,
To give the dead immortal breath,
And spread the wonders of his name;
Shout,brethren, shout with cheerful voice,
Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
And give the glory to the Lamb.
HYMN 36. P. M.
When shall we three meet again?
When shall we three meet again?
Oft may glowing hope expire,
Oft may wearied love retire,
Oft may death and sorrow reign,
Ere we three shall meet again.
2. Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath a burning sky;
Though the deep between us rolls,
Friendship shall unite our souls;
Oft in fancy's wide domain,
Oft may we three meet again.
3. When those burnish d locks are grey, Thinn'd by many a toil-spent day; When around this youthful pine,
Moss doth creep and ivy twine, Long may this lov'd bower remain, Ere we three shall meet again.
4. When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasting lamps are dead;
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, fame and power are laid;"
Where immortal spirits reign,
There may we all meet again.
I've listed in the Holy War
To fight for life and endless joy;
And grace more boundless than the seas,
Is the rich wages I receive.
2. Under my Captain, Jesus Christ,
I now am listed during life,
To fight against the powers of hell,
In favor of Immanuel.
3. My Captain is the great I AM, [stand;
Against whose sword there's none can
But all before his word must fall,
For he has power to conquer all.
4. My great good Captain, mild and meex
Most kindly favors all the weak;
His servants all are chosen pers,
And all his soldiers volunteers.
5. From day to day, with living bread, And rich provisions, I am fed, [stores Drawn from my Captain's welt fill'd
On blessed Canaan's happy shores.
6. Arm'd with my helmet, sword and
I'll never quit the glorious field, [shield,
For Christ my Lord the victory won,
Then, O my soul, put courage on.
7. I'm listed, and I mean to fight,
Till all my foes are put to flight;
Though battles rage and wars increase,
Soon I shall reach a land of peace.
8. I'll God adore, obey his laws,
Nor coward prove in his good cause;
But in his service firm abide,
Still fighting on Immanuel's side.
9. I've fought through many battles sore And ready stand to fight through more, Trusting in Jesus's sacred name,
None in this holy war are slain.
10. I have a sword, which, when I wield, The stoutest foes must quit the field; The word of God must e'er prevail Eternal truth can never fail.
10. Come, sinners, then enlisted be, And Christ our King shall make you free, Come, try his service, trust the Lord, And heaven shall be your great reward.
HYMN 38. S. M.
How can I vent my grief?
My comforter is fled!
By day I sigh without relief,
And groan upon my bed.
2. I once enjoyed my Lord;
Liv'd happy in his love;
Delighted in his holy word,
And sought my rest above. 3. This world I did despise, With all its gaudy show; Thro' faith in Christ turn'd off my eyes
From vanities below.
4. I then could praise the Lord,
For his redeeming love,
I knew his grace did peace afford,
For I that peace did prove.
5. But O! alas, my soul,
Where is thy comfort now?
Why did I let my love grow cold;
Ah why to idols bow?
6. How little did I think,
When first I did begin
To join a little with the world,
It was so great a sin.
7. I thought I might conform,
Nor singular appear;
Converse and dress as others did,
But now I feel the snare.
8. My confidence is gone,
I find no words to say;
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