HYMN 95. Beautiful on the Mountains: Or, A Ransome found.
1
How beautiful upon the Mount,
are they that Peace proclaim,
That unto Rebels offer Grace,
in their great Masters Name.
2
That unto Captives do declare
glad Tidings; and do tell
To Sinners, there's a Ransom found,
to save their Souls from Hell.
3
Who say to Saints, who interest have
in Thee, their dearest Lord,
Thou wilt them all for ever Save,
such Grace thou dost afford:
4
Mount Sinai's fiery Law can't break
a Heart that's like a stone;
The Creature's Arrows at the Walls
of Brass, in vain are thrown.
5
'Tis only Pardon that doth melt,
and Love doth sinners draw:
We therefore, Lord, will sing thy Praise;
grace do's exceed the Law.
6
Those who are, Lord, united to
thy self, in Faith and Love,
May sing thy Praise on Earth, for they
shall also sing above.
