1 'TWIXT Jesus and the chosen race
Subsists a bond of sovereign grace,
That hell with its infernal strain
Shall ne'er dissolve, nor rend in twain.
2 Hail! sacred union, firm and strong;
How great the grace, how sweet the song
That worms of earth should ever be
One with Incarnate Deity!

3 One in the tomb, one when He rose,
One when He triumphed o'er His foes,
One when in heaven He took His seat,
While Seraphs sang all hell's defeat.
4 This sacred tie forbids their fears,
For all He is, or has, is theirs!

With Him their Head they stand or fall, Their Life, their Surety, and their All.

1 WEARY Souls that wander wide From the central point of bliss: Turn to Jesus crucified;

Fly to those dear wounds of His,
Sink into the purple flood;
Rise into the life of God.

2 Find in Christ the way of peace,
Peace unspeakable, unknown:
By His pain He gives you ease,
Life by His expiring groan :
Rise exalted by His fall,
Find in Christ your all in all.

3 O believe the record true!
God to you His Son hath given:
Ye may now be happy too,
Find on earth the life of heaven.
Blest in Christ this moment be,
Blest to all eternity!