We magnify the gift of God

We magnify the gift of God,
The common Saviour praise;
A talent is on all bestow'd,
A seed of saving grace.

To every soul it comes unsought,
To raise him from his fall;
To all it hath appear'd, and brought
Salvation unto all.

From all ungodliness and sin
It teaches us to fly,
Forbids to touch the thing unclean,
Or but in thought comply.

From every earthly low desire,
From every creature-love,
It calls, and bids our hearts aspire
And seek the things above.

It teaches us, and not in vain,
All evil to eschew;
From every sin we now refrain,
And every good pursue.

Sober, and just, and godly here,
Whoe'er the grace receive,
With sin and Satan ever near,
A sinless life we live.

Our soul is changed, our heart is clean,
Our inward strife is o'er;
Here in this present world of sin
We live, and sin no more.

The power of godliness we show,
To carnal minds unknown,
And perfect holiness below,
And live to God alone.

Worthy, we walk with Him in white,
Holy and perfect here,
Till Christ with all His saints in light
Shall gloriously appear.

We look for that thrice blessed hope,
When time and death shall end,
And Christ, the Judge, to take us up,
Shall with a shout descend.

Jesus, the great tremendous God
Our Saviour, shall come down;
To all who conquer'd through His blood
He gives the starry crown:

That blood which He for all did shed,
To make us throughly clean,
To save, and make us free indeed
From every spot of sin.

For this He hung upon the tree,
For this His life He gave;
Our souls from all iniquity,
Our ransom'd souls, to save.

A royal priesthood to ordain,
An holy, chosen seed;
And bring them to a perfect man,
And make them like their Head.

He died, that we to sin might die,
And live to God alone;
He died, our hearts to purify,
And make them all His own.

This is the dear, peculiar race,
The people doubly bought,
The' elect of God, who sought His face,
And found the God they sought.

Zealous of all good works they live,
And all good tempers show;
And still to God the glory give,
And live His life below.

This is the fellowship of saints:
I see it, Lord; I see
The grace which answers all our wants,
The grace which is for me.

The glorious prize I now pursue,
For full redemption wait;
And soon I shall attain unto
My primitive estate.

Heaven I shall have within my breast,
Nor envy those above,
When taken into Jesu's rest
And perfected in love.