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Costly, free, and knows no end.
They who once His kindness prove,
Find it everlasting Love.

2. Which of all our friends, to save us,

Could or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died to have us

Reconciled in Him to God.
This was boundless Love indeed:
Jesus is a Friend in need.

3 When He lived on earth abaséd, Friend of sinners was His name: Now, above all glory raiséd, He rejoices in the same. Still He calls them brethren, friends, - . And to all their wants attends.

4 0 for grace our hearts to soften
Teach us, Lord, at length to love.
We, alas ! forget too often
What a Friend we have above.
But when home our souls are brought,
We will love Thee as we ought.

John Newton. 1779. 218 C. M.

1 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's earl
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

2. It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
3 Dear Name ! the Rock on which I build,
My Shield and Hiding-place;
My never-failing Treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace.

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H, M. 1 Join all the glorious names

Of wisdom, love, and power,
That ever mortals knew,

That angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak His worth;
Too mean to set my Saviour forth.
2 But 0, what gentle terms,

What condescending ways,
Doth our Redeemer use,

To teach His heavenly grace!
Mine eyes with joy and wonder see
What forms of love He bears for me.
3 Arrayed in mortal flesh,

He like an angel stands;
And holds the promises

And pardons in His hands :
Commissioned from His Father's throne,
To make His grace to mortals known.
4 Great Prophet of my God,

My tongue would bless Thy Name;
By Thee the joyful news

Of our salvation came;
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven.
5 Be Thou my Counsellor,

My Pattern and my Guide;
And through this desert land

Still keep me near Thy side ;
O let my feet ne'er run astray,
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way!

Watts. 1709. 2117

8, 7, 7. 1 ONE there is, above all others,

Well deserves the name of Friend.

His is love beyond a brother's,

Costly, free, and knows no end.
They who once His kindness prove,

Find it everlasting Love,
2 Which of all our friends, to save us,

Could or would have shed his blood ?
But this Saviour died to have us

Reconciled in Him to God.
This was boundless Love indeed :

Jesus is a Friend in need.
3 When He lived on earth abaséd,

Friend of sinners was His name:
Now, above all glory raised,

He rejoices in the same.
Still He calls them brethren, friends,

And to all their wants attends.
4 0 for grace our hearts to soften!

Teach us, Lord, at length to love.
We, alas! forget too often

What a Friend we have above.
But when home our souls are brought,
We will love Thee as we ought.

John Newton. 1779. 218

C. M. 1 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary rest.
3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build,

My Shield and Hiding-place;
My never-failing Treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace.

4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,

Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,

And I am owned a child.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought;
But, when I see Thee as Thou art,

I'll praise Thee as I ought.
6 Till then, I would Thy Love proclaim

With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of Thy Name
Refresh my soul in death.

John Newton. 1779.

219

nys. 1 SWEETER sounds than music knows

Charm me in Emmanuel's Name;
All her hopes my spirit owes

To His birth, and Cross, and shame.
2 'When He came, the angels sung,

“Glory be to God on high :".
Lord, unloose my stammering tongue;

Who should louder sing than I?
Did the Lord a man become,

That he might the law fulfil,
Bleed and suffer in my room,

And canst thou, my tongue, be still?
4 No;, I must my praises bring,

Though they worthless áre, and weak;
For, should I refuse to sing,

Sure the very stones would speak.
5 0 my Şaviour, Shield, and Sun,

Shepherd, Brother Lord, and Friend
Every precious name in one !
I will love Thee without end.

John Newton. 1779. a.

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COMMUNION WITH CHRIST. 220

Jesu dulcis Memoria. C. M. 1 Jesus! the very thought of Thee

With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,

And in Thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,

Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, ,

O Savior of mankind !
3 O Hope of every contrite heart,

O Joy of all the meek!
To those who fall, how kind Thou art,

How good to those who seek !
4 But what to those who find ? ah, this

Nor tongue nor pen can show:
The Love of Jesus, what it is,

None but His loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou !

As Thou our Prize wilt be;
Jesus, be Thou our Glory now,
And through eternity!

Edward Carvall. 1848.

Tr. Bernard of Clairvaux. 1153. 221 Jesu Rex admirabilis. C. M. 1 O JESUS! King most wonderful,

Thou Conqueror renowned ;
Thou Sweetness most ineffable,

In whom all joys are found !
2 When once Thou visitest the heart,

· Then truth begins to shine:
Then earthly vanities depart,
Then kindles love divine.

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