THE GOODNESS OF GOD.

Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never- fading crown?

6 Hence 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 stammering tongues, to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable.

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! HYMN 27.

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2-6's& 4-7's.

SAVIOUR, the world's and mine,

Was ever

Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee: Help me, Lord; to thee I look; Draw me, Saviour, after thee. " Tis done! my God hath died; My Love is crucified! Break, this stony heart of mine; Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood; Feel, my soul, the pangs divine; Catch, my heart, the issuing blood! When, O my God, shall I For thee submit to die? How the mighty debt repay? Rival of thy passion prove? Lead me in thyself, the way; Melt my hardness into love. To love is all my wish, I only live for this: