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ON FREE GRACE.
4 Grace reigns to pardon crimson sins
To melt the hardest hearts;
And from the work it once begins
It never more departs.
The world and Satin strive in vain
Against the chosen few;
Secure of grace’s conq’ring reign,
They all shall conquer too.
5 Grace tills the soil and sows the seed
Provides the sun and rain,
Till from the tender blade proceeds
The ripened harvest grain.
’Twas grace that called our souls at first,
By grace thus far we’ve come,
And grace will help us through the worst
And lead us safely home.
G Lord, when this changing life is past,
May we but see thy face;
How will we praise and love at last,
And sing the reign of grace!
Yet let us aim, while here below,
Thy glory to display,
And own at least the debt we owe.
Although we cannot pay.
IS C. M.
Election the noblest theme.
1 f-'jF all the themes we mortals know,
Election sounds the best;
It makes the heart with raptures glow
And soothes the mind to rest.
2 Election ! ’tis a joyful sound
To wretched, guilty man:
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