523    8s     W. Gadsby
The Law of Liberty. James 1. 25; John 13. 17

1 The gospel’s the law of the Lamb;
  My soul of its glories shall sing;
  With pleasure my tongue shall proclaim
  The law of my Saviour and King;
  A sweet law of liberty this;
  A yoke that is easy and mild;
  Of love it the precious law is,
  Unknown unto all but a child.

2 [The law of the Spirit of life,
  That takes the old yoke from our neck,
  Proves Zion to be the Lamb’s wife,
  And Zion with beauty does deck;
  Provides her a clothing divine,
  And makes her all-glorious within;
  Nor angels are clothèd more fine,
  Nor can it be sullied with sin.]

3 Its beauties all centre in Christ,
  For Christ is the substance of it;
  It makes broken hearts to rejoice,
  And insolvent debtors will fit.
  ’Tis wisdom, ’tis strength, and ’tis love,
  ’Tis all that a sinner can need;
  And all that are born from above,
  By Jesus from Moses are freed.

4 This law is the poor pilgrim’s rule;
  With boldness this truth I’ll maintain;
  Thrice happy’s the man, though a fool,
  That in it can look and remain;
  This man shall be blest in his deed,
  For Jesus and he are but one;
  He’ll therefore supply all his need,
  For ever and ever. Amen.