5 He bought the Spirit's powerful sword
To slay our deadly foes;
Our sins shall die beneath thy word,
And hell in vain oppose.
6 How boundless is our Father's grace,
In height and depth, and length!
He makes his Son our righteousness,
His Spirit is our strength.
Hymn 2:164.
The end of the world.
1 Why should this earth delight us so?
Why should we fix our eyes
On these low grounds where sorrows grow,
And every pleasure dies?
2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares
Our comforts to devour,
There is a land above the stars,
And joys above his power.
3 Nature shall be dissolv'd and die,
The sun must end his race,
The earth and sea for ever fly
Before my Saviour's face.
4 When will that glorious morning rise!
When the last trumpet sound,
And call the nations to the skies
From underneath the ground?
Hymn 2:165. Unfruitfulness, ignorance, and unsanctified affections.
1 Long have I sat beneath the sound
Of thy salvation, Lord
But still how weak my faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word!
2 Oft I frequent thy holy place
And hear almost in vain;
How small a portion of thy grace
My memory can retain!