3 Such wondrous power doth he possess Who form'd our mortal frame, Who call'd the world from emptiness, The world obey'd and came. Hymn 1:100. Believe and be saved, John 3. 16 17 18. 1 Not to condemn the sons of men Did Christ, the Son of God, appear; No weapons in his hands are seen, No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He lov'd the race of man so well, He sent his Son to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word, Trust in his mighty name and live; A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. 4 But vengeance and damnation lies On rebels who refuse the grace; Who God's eternal Son despise The hottest hell shall be their place. Hymn 1:101. Joy in heaven for a repenting sinner, Luke 15. 7-10. 1 Who can describe the joys that rise Thro' all the courts of Paradise To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born? 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of his eternal love; The Son with joy looks down and sees The purchase of his agonies. 3 The Spirit takes delight to view The holy soul he form'd anew; And saints and angels join to sing The growing empire of their King. Hymn 1:102. The beatitudes, Matt. 5. 3-12. 1 [Bless'd are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty; Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven.] 2 [Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes.] 3 [Bless'd are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war; God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great.] 4 [Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness, They shall be well supply'd and fed, With living streams and living bread.] 5 [Bless'd are the men whose bowels move And melt with sympathy and love; From Christ the Lord shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again.] 6 [Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling powers of sin, With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity.] 7 [Bless'd are the men of peaceful life Who quench the coals of growing strife, They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace.] 8 [Bless'd are the sufferers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, Glory and joy are their reward.] Hymn 1:103. Not ashamed of the gospel, C Tim. 1. 12. 1 I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause, Maintain the honour of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God, I know his Name, His Name is all my trust, Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.