Ye slumbering saints, a heavenly host Leap into life, for Jesus comes! HYMN XCV. Hope in Sickness. WATTS' MISCEL 1 LORD! I am pain'd; but I resign My body to thy will; 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine 2 Dark are the ways of providence, 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, Lest the o'er-burden'd heart should break 4 The mournful groans and flowing tears, 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, HYMN XCVI. Humiliation and Exaltation of Christ. ΤΗ WATTS' MISCEL, HE mighty frame of glorious grace, 2 Proclaim inimitable love! Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 3 But see, the wonders of his power! I 3 1 Q HYMN XCVII. The inward Witness to Christianity. WATTS' SERMONS. UESTIONS and doubts be heard no more; Let Christ and joy be all our theme; His Spirit seals his gospel sure To every soul that trusts his name. That moulds and forms the heart anew; 4 The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood, Believes and loves his Maker's laws. 5 Learning and wit may cease their strife HYMN XCVIII. The same. WATTS' SERMONS. ! WITNESS, ye saints, that Christ is true; Tell how his name imparts The life of grace and glory too; 2 The heavenly building is begun His hands shall lay the crowning stone, 3 Your souls are form'd by wisdom's rules. 4 Let heathens scoff, and Jews oppose, 1 There's something wrought within you shows That Jesus saves the world. HYMN XCIX. Flesh and Spirit. WATTS SERMONS. WHAT vain desires, and passions vain, Attend this mortal clay! Oft have they pierc'd my soul with pain, 2 How have I wander'd from my God! 3 For ever blessed be thy grace And made it of an heaven-born race, 4 My spirit holds perpetual war, And views the happy moment near, 5 Cheerful in death I close mine eyes, And charge my flesh whene'er it rise, 6 How would my purer spirit fear If it's old tempting powers were there, HYMN C. Drawing near to God in Prayer. WATTS' SERMONS. I MY God, I bow before thy feet, When shall my soul get near thy seat? 2 How should I love thee, and adore, 3 Creatures, with all their charms, should fly The presence of a God so nigh: My darling sins should lose their name, 4 My soul should pour out all her cares, |