3 Unholy and impure
Are all our thoughts and ways;
His hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.

4 The powers of hell agree
To hold our souls in vain;
He sets the sons of bondage free,
And breaks the cursed chain.

5 Lord, we adore thy ways
To bring us near to God,
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace,
And thine atoning blood.

Hymn 1:99. 
Stones made children of Abraham; or, Grace not
conveyed by religious parents, Matt. 3. 9.

1 Vain are the hopes that rebels place
Upon their birth and blood,
Descended from a pious race;
(Their fathers now with God.)

2 He from the caves of earth and hell
Can take the hardest stones,
And fill the house of Abra’m well
With new-created sons.

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.]