“Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore;
The sea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.”

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“Let me but hear my Saviour say,
Strength shall be equal to thy day;
Then I rejoice in deep distress,
Leaning on all-sufficient grace.

“I glory in infirmity,
That Christ’s own power may rest on me: 
When I am weak, then am I strong;
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song.

“I can do all things, or can bear
All sufferings, if my Lord be there;
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains,
While his strong hand my head sustains.

“Faith has an overcoming power,
It triumphs in the dying hour;
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope,
Nor can we sink with such a prop.”

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“Jesus, I love thy charming name,
’Tis music to mine ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That heaven and earth should hear.

“Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
My Saviour, Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
No other good I boast.

“All my capacious powers can wish,
In thee doth richly meet;
Not to mine eye is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.

“Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there: 
The noblest balm of all my wounds,
The cordial of my care.

“I’ll speak the honors of thy name
With my last faltering breath;
Then speechless clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.”

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“Grace, ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to my ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

“Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

“Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.

“Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.”

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“My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights: 

“In darkest shades, if thou appear,
My dawning is begun;
Thou art my soul’s sweet Morning-star,
And thou my rising Sun.

“The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows his heart is mine,
And whispers I am his.

“My soul would leave this heavy clay,
At that transporting word;
Run up with joy the shining way,
T’ embrace my dearest Lord.

“Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I’d break through every foe;
The wings of love, and arms of faith,
Should bear me conqueror through.”