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HYMN 21. Second Part. L.M.
Election sovereign and free. (cont.)

6	Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker's ways unjust; The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust?
7	But, O! my soul, if truth so bright Should dazzle and confound thy sight; Yet still his written will obey, And wait the great decisive day.
8	Then shall he make his justice known: And the whole world, before his throne With joy, or terror, shall confess The glory of his righteousness.

HYMN 21. Third Part. S.M.
Communion of Saints.

1	BLEST be the tie that binds    Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds    Is like to that above.
2	Before our Father's throne    We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,    Our comforts and our cares.
3	We share our mutual woes;    Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows    The sympathising tear.
4	We're one in Christ our head,    In him we grow, and thrive; Nor will he leave us with the dead,    While he remains alive.
5	This glorious hope revives    Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives,    And longs to see the day.

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HYMN 21. Third Part. S.M.
Communion of Saints. (cont.)

6	From sorrow, toil, and pain,    And sin, we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign    Thro' all eternity.

HYMN 21. Fourth Part. S.M.
Christian love.

1	LET party-names no more    The Christian world o'erspread; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free,    Are one in Christ their head.
2	Among the saints on earth    Let mutual love be found; Heirs of the same inheritance,    With mutual blessings crown'd.
3	Let envy, child of hell!    Be banish'd far away; Those should in strictest friendship dwell,    Who the same Lord obey.
4	Thus will the church below    Resemble that above, Where streams of pleasure ever flow,    And ev'ry heart is love.

HYMN 21. Fifth Part. L.M.
Forgiveness of sins.

1	FORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound, To sinners doom'd to death and pains; The blood of Christ heals ev'ry wound, And washes from the foulest stains.
2	'Tis the rich gift of love divine: 'Tis full, out-meas'ring ev'ry crime; Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time.
3	O'er sins unbounded as the sand, And like the mountains for their size,