4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, Which at the mercy-seat of God Forever doth for sinners plead, For me—e’en for my soul—was shed. 5. Lord, I believe were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made. 6. When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, E’en then this shall be all my plea: Jesus hath lived and died for me. 7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee, Whose boundless mercy hath for me, For me, and all Thy hands have made, An everlasting ransom paid. L. v. Zinzendorf, 1739; J. Wesley, 1740. 327 L. M. Our God so loved the world that He Gave His own Son and did decree That all who would in Him believe Should everlasting life receive. 2. Christ Jesus is the ground of faith, Who was made flesh and suffered death; All that confide in Him alone Are built on this chief Corner-stone. 3. God would not have the sinner die; His Son with saving grace is nigh, His Spirit in the Word doth teach How man the blessed goal may reach. 4. Be of good cheer, for God’s own Son Forgives all sins which thou hast done; Thou’rt justified by Jesus’ blood, Thy Baptism grants the highest good. 5. If thou be sick, if death draw near, This truth thy troubled heart can cheer: Christ Jesus saves my soul from death; That is the firmest ground of faith. 6. Glory to God the Father, Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One! To Thee, O blessed Trinity, Be praise now and eternally! J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr. 328 S. M. Grace! ’tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear; Heav’n with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2. Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3. Grace first inscribed my name In God’s eternal book; ’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, Who all my sorrows took. 4. Grace led my roving feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 5. Grace taught my soul to pray And made my eyes o’erflow; ’Twas grace that kept me to this day And will not let me go. 6. Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days; It lays in heaven the topmost stone And well deserves the praise. Philip Doddridge, 1755. 329 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)