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CHRISTIAN EXERCISES.
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.
6 Haste, my beloved, fetch my soul
Up to thy blest abode ;
Fly, for my spirit longs to see
My Saviour and my God.
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The mystery of salvation.
1 H ! ’tis a glorious mystery—’tis a wonder
That I should ever saved be—’tis a
wonder;
No heart can think, no tongue can tell—’tis &c.
The love of God unspeakable—’tis a, &c.
2 Great mystery that God should place
His love on any of Adam’s race ;
That I should also share a part,
And find a mansion in his heart.
B Great mystery, I can’t tell why
That Christ for sinful worms should die;
Should leave the boundless realms of bliss,
And die for sinners on the cross.
4 Oh! why was I not left behind,
Among the thousands of mankind
Who run the dangerous, sinful race,
And die and never taste his grace ?
5 ’Twas love that spread the gracious feast
’Twas love that made my soul a guest;
’Twas love that brought him from above;
’Twas love, Oh ! matchless, boundless love.
6 Not all the heavenly hosts can scan
The glories of this noble plan;
Oh ! ’tis a glorious mystery,
And will be to eternity !
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