Christian Songs, Part I

GOD's mercies we will ever sing, And tell the wonders of his grace: Eternal love, we'll view thy spring, The marvels of that love rehearse.

2 Forever hallow'd be thy name, Fair Mercy in the blood of God; Sweet to the soul which feels the pain Of guilt, th' intolerable load.

3 Sinners behold our suff'ring God; See! with you cry his soul is gone: View him, by wrath divine pursu'd, Until he loudly cries, 'Tis done!

4 Extol that Grace, ye saints, which gave The spotless holy one and just, To devils rage and to a grave: And mix'd with blood of God the dust.

5 His soul with dreadful anguish fill'd Unutterable torments felt; His conscience pure became defil'd With sin, and made his heart to melt.

6 What wonder then, if thro' his love, Our souls now purg'd from ev'ry stain, Partake the peace of God, and prove In us, that Christ dy'd not in vain?

7 O Jesus! now how mercy flows! What blotting out of sin is here! God to thy wounded conscience shows No mercy, till 'its fully clear

8 Of all our horrid guilt, made thine; Until thy unexampled love, Thy blameless innocence divine, And bloody death that guilt remove.

9 Mercy was far, dear Lord, from thee, When God frown'd on thy parting soul; When in thy latest agony, His wrath into thy heart did roll.

10 O God! thy wrath o'erwhelmed thy Son, And pierc'd that soul most dear to thee, That sinners unto thee might come, The chief of sinners such as we.