God's Justice: 2 Samuel 24:10-17

Alan Marsden
Sunday, 13 September, 2020 - 10:45

Hark! The glad sound, the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long;
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

He comes, the prisoner to release
In Satan’s bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And with the treasures of His grace
To enrich the humble poor.

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven’s eternal arches ring
With Thy belovèd name.

P. Doddridge

How can a weary heart find rest?
By doubt dismayed, by sin oppressed
I strive to wash my sins away,
And weeping, pray both night and day.

Hark weary one, the work was done
By God the Father’s only Son.
Could all mankind unite to pray,
’Twould never wash one sin away.

For man is lost and dead in sin,
But Jesus died our souls to win.
He bore our guilt, endured our shame;
Oh, blessèd be His holy name.

I now receive Him, and His power;
It fills my soul this very hour.
His changeless word I now believe,
And life eternal I receive.

William H Gladstone

Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord,
Who hath redeemed thee by His blood;
Delivered thee from chains that bound,
And brought thee to redemption ground.

Redemption ground, the ground of peace!
Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!
Here let our praise to God abound,
Who saves us on redemption ground!

Once from my God I wandered far,
And with His holy will made war;
But now my songs to God abound;
I’m standing on redemption ground.

O joyous hour when God to me
A vision gave of Calvary!
My bonds were loosed, my soul unbound;
I sang upon redemption ground.

No works of merit now I plead,
But Jesus take for all my need;
No righteousness in me is found,
Except upon redemption ground.

Come weary soul, and here find rest;
Accept redemption and be blessed;
The Christ who died, by God is crowned
To pardon on redemption ground.

Daniel Webster Whittle

Let earth and heaven agree,
Angels and men be joined,
To celebrate with me
The Saviour of mankind,
To adore the all atoning Lamb,
And bless the sound of Jesu’s name.

Jesus, transporting sound!
The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,
No other name is given,
By which we can salvation have;
But Jesus came the world to save.

Jesus, harmonious name!
It charms the hosts above;
They evermore proclaim
And wonder at His love;
’Tis all their happiness to gaze,
’Tis heaven to see our Jesu’s face.

His name the sinner hears,
And is from sin set free;
’Tis music in his ears,
’Tis life and victory;
New songs do now his lips employ,
And dances his glad heart for joy.

Stung by the scorpion sin,
My poor expiring soul
The balmy sound drinks in,
And is at once made whole:
See there my Lord upon the tree!
I hear, I feel, He died for me.

O unexampled love!
O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst Thou move
To save a fallen race!
What shall I do to make it known
What Thou for all mankind hast done?

O for a trumpet voice
On all the world to call,
To bid their hearts rejoice
In Him who died for all:
For all my Lord was crucified,
For all, for all my Saviour died!

Charles Wesley