FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
 BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 
 
 THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
 
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MAY 26 1936 
 
 PSALMS, HYMNS, AND 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS : 
 
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 SELECTED AND DESIGNED 
 
 FOR THE USE OF 
 
 THE CHURCH UNIVERSAL, 
 
 IN PUBLIC AND PRIVATE DEVOTION. 
 WITH 
 
 AN APPENDIX, 
 
 CONTAINING THE ORIGINAL HYMNS OMITTED IN THE 
 LAST EDITION. 
 
 Whoso offereth praise, glorifieth me. Psalm I. 13. 
 
 Therefore shall the people praise Thee. Psalm xlv. 17. 
 
 Let the people praise Thee, O God,— let all the people praise Thee. O let 
 the nations be glad, and sing for joy, for thou shalt judge the people 
 righteously, and govern the nations upon earth. Psalm Txvii. 3, 4. 
 
 BOSTOjV : 
 PUBLISHED BY MUNROE, FRANCIS, & PARKER, 
 
 NO. 4, CORNHILL. 
 
 1808, 
 
Digitized by the Internet Archive 
 
 in 2012 with funding from 
 
 Calvin College 
 
 http://www.archive.org/details/psalmshymnssp1808iv 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 A new edition of the Collection of Hymns for the usr 
 of the Universal Church being required,by the entire sale 
 of all the co/iies of the former impression^ it may be pro- 
 per to give a short account of the work. 
 
 In the year 1792, " the First Universal Church in 
 Boston, Massachusetts, attendant on the ministry of their 
 respected elder, Mr. John Murray, having taken into 
 consideration the impracticability of adapting James and 
 John Relly's Hymns to all the purposes of social 
 ivor ship ; and conceiving that many valuable additions 
 might be made from the writings of many eminent penmen, 
 of almost every persuasion in the christian world, were 
 pleased to appoint a committee for the revision of Rel- 
 ly's Hymns, and the selection of other composition." In 
 this selection were many excellent hymns, marked origi- 
 nal, written by one of the committee, Mr. Georgk 
 Richards, now minister of the Universal Church at 
 Portsmouth, New- Hampshire . 
 
 In 1802, this first Collection being out of print, and 
 the church conceiving that a more extensive selection was 
 necessary, appointed a committee to select and arrange 
 hymns for a new book ; and a copy-right continuing on 
 the former collection, " they considered it a subject of 
 
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 fiainful regret, that they were not at liberty to insert 
 from it those Hymns marked Original ; they believed them 
 worthy a place in any selection ; but endeavoured to 
 supply their place from sundry authors, who have spoken 
 as well at they were able in the praise of our adorable 
 Saviour." 
 
 Another edition being now wanted, and many persons 
 expressing a wish to have the original hymns added to 
 the collection, we desired permission of the reverend au- 
 thor to insert them, who with the greatest good will freely 
 granted the request ; and wishi?ig to make this book 
 agree in every respect with the last edition, we have prin- 
 ted them as an Appendix, with their titles, isfc. as first 
 written. 
 
 That the work as amended may meet the approbation, 
 and aid the religious exercises of the believers in the uni- 
 versal salvation of all men through the atonement of our 
 Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, is the sincere wish of 
 
 THE PUBLISHERS, 
 
 Boston, May 1, 1808. 
 
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 Select Portions of Scripture, introductory 
 to tue Articles of Faith. 
 
 Psalm cxxxiii. 
 
 1. Behold, how good and how pleasant for brethren 
 to dwell together in unity. 
 
 2. Like the precious ointment upon the head, that 
 ran down upon the beard, Aaron's beard ; that went 
 down to the skirts of his garments : 
 
 3. As the dew of Hermon, that descended upon the 
 mountains of Zion : for there the Lord commanded the 
 blessing, life for evermore. 
 
 Aaron, the Jewish high priest, stands as a type of 
 the High Priest of our profession, Christ Jesus ; 
 who was anointed with the oil of gladness above his 
 fellows, which anointing descended on the people 
 with whom he was to clothe himself, according to 
 Isaiah xlix. 18. As I live, saith the Lord, thou shalt 
 clothe thee with them all, as with an ornament, and bind 
 them as a bride. This anointing of the great High 
 Priest descending on his garment, causes them to 
 smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory 
 palaces, whereby they have made them glad. O the 
 condescension of the expression ! shewing, that he 
 expresses it as agreeable to Him, when his disciples 
 in their conversation and conduct make manifest the 
 favour of his knowledge in every place where they 
 meet together, to which they are under the strongest 
 obligation. 
 
 1st of John, chap. i. ver. 1 to 7. 
 1. That which was from the beginning, which we 
 have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, whici- 
 we have looked upon, and our hands have handled of ti 
 word of life. 
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2 . (For the life was manifested, and we have seem 
 and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life 
 which was with the Father, and was manifested to us.) 
 
 3. That which we have seen and heard, declare we 
 unto you, that ye also may have fellowship, with us : 
 and truly our fellowship, is with the Father, and with his 
 Son Jesus Christ. 
 
 4. And these things write we unto you, that your joy 
 may be full. 
 
 5. This then is the message which we have heard of 
 him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him 
 is no darkness at all. 
 
 6. If we say that we have fellowship with him, and 
 walk in darkness, we lie, and do not the truth : 
 
 7. But if we walk in the light, as He is in the light, 
 we have fellowship one with another ; and the blood of 
 Jesus Christ his Son cleanscth us from all sin. 
 
 Chap. iv. ver. 18, to the end. 
 
 18. There is no fear in love ; but perfect love cast- 
 eth out fear ; because fear hath torment. He that fear- 
 eth is not made perfect in love. 
 
 19. We love him, because he first loved us. 
 
 20. If a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, 
 he is a liar ; for he that loveth not his brother, whom 
 he hath seen, how can he love God, whom he hath not 
 seen ? 
 
 2 1 . And this commandment have we from him, That 
 he who loveth God love ^his brother also. • 
 
ARTICLES OF FAITH, 
 
 AND 
 
 UNITING COMPACT ; 
 
 Adopted by the Members of the Universal Church, 
 in Boston, February, 1791. 
 
 W E, whose names are hereunto subscribed, being 
 sensible of the unchangeable and universal love of God 
 to mankind, exhibited in a Redeemer ; and in humble 
 thankfulness to Him, for disposing our hearts to unite 
 together in the bonds of Christian love and fellowship ; 
 think it our duty, as tending to the good of society in 
 general, and the improvement and edification cf each 
 other in particular, to form ourselves into a Church of 
 Christ, which we conceive, consists of a number of 
 believers, united together in the confession of the faith 
 of the gospel. 
 
 The Articles of our faith having been seriously de- 
 liberated upon, and consented unto, we humbly con- 
 ceive, are expressive of our belief in the lively oracles 
 of God, and fully pointing out to us, our consequent 
 obligations to adorn the doctrine of God our Saviour, 
 in all things. 
 
 The Articles of Faith are as follows : 
 
 WE believe the scriptures of the old and new Tes- 
 taments to contain a revelation of the perfections and 
 t. ill of God, and the rule of faith and practice. 
 
via 
 
 We believe in one God, infinite in all his perfec- 
 tions, and that these perfections are all modifications 
 of adorable, incomprehensible, and unchangeable Love, 
 manifested to us in Christ Jesus. 
 
 We believe that the Spirit of God will in due sea- 
 son so effectually teach all men, that the earth shall be 
 filled with the knowledge of the Lord (whom to know 
 is life eternal) as the waters cover the sea : for it is 
 written they shall be all taught of God. 
 
 We believe in the obligation of the moral precepts 
 of the Scriptures as the rule of life ; and we hold, that 
 the love of God manifested to man in a Redeemer, is 
 the best means of producing a holy, active, and useful 
 life. 
 
 Therefore, receiving, acknowledging, and submit- 
 ting ourselves unto Jesus Christ, as the Head of the 
 Church ; and receiving the Scriptures as our complete 
 and perfect rule ; we conceive it our duty, to meet to- 
 gether on the first clay of the week,for the public worship 
 of God, the breaking of bread, the reading of the Scrip- 
 tures, and the preaching of the gospel of Jesus Christ, 
 which is glad tidings of great joy to all people ; to in- 
 struct our children in the principles of the gospel, by 
 bringingthem up in an acquaintance with the Scriptures, 
 as able to make them wise unto salvation, through faith 
 in Christ Jesus : and as the best means to inspire 
 them with the love of virtue, and to promote in them 
 good manners and habits of industry and sobriety. 
 
 We will endeavour, as much as possible, to avoid 
 going to law, by referring all matters tending thereto, 
 
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 to arbitrators ; to submit to government, and in truth 
 and justice, to pay such taxes, as may be required, for 
 the maintenance of order and good government ; to 
 refrain from, and discountenance all profane swearing, 
 as unbecoming the christian character, and as tending 
 greatly to lessen the frequency of truth in common life. 
 
 And now, commending ourselves, and all mankind, 
 unto the great Head of the Church, depending entirely 
 upon Him, for all that light, wisdom, and direction, 
 which we stand in need of, we pray, That he would be 
 pleased to make additions to the Church of such as 
 shall be saved from the evil that is in the world, by 
 believing the truth as it is in Jesus ; and that, by his 
 grace, he would enable us to walk worthy of our 
 Christian profession in all things. 
 
HYMNS, &c. 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 
 J. HY ways, O Lord, with wise design, 
 Are fram'd upon thy throne above, 
 And ev'ry dark or bending line, 
 Meets in the centre of thy love. 
 
 2 
 With feeble light, and half obscure, 
 Poor mortals thine arrangements view, 
 Not knowing that the least are sure, 
 And the mysterious just and true. 
 
 3 
 Thy flock, thine own peculiar care, 
 Though now they seem to roam uney'd, 
 Are led or driven only where 
 They best and safest may abide. 
 
 4 
 They neither know, nor trace the way ; 
 But, trusting to thy piercing Eye, 
 None of their feet to ruin stray, 
 Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 
 
 5 
 My favor'd soul shall meekly learn 
 To lay her reason at thy throne ; 
 Too weak thy secrets to discern, 
 I'll trust thee for my guide alone. 
 
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 HYMN 2. P. M. 
 
 JN O W begia the heav'nly theme, 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' Name : 
 Ye, who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 
 Ye, who see the Father*s grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 
 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears ; 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancell'd by redeeming love. 
 
 4 
 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves of death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 
 Welcome all, by sin oppress'd, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest : 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 6 
 When his spirit leads us home, 
 When we to his glory come, 
 We shall all the fulness prove, 
 Of our Lord's redeeming love. 
 
 7 
 He subdu'd th' infernal pow'rs, 
 Those tremendous foes of ours, 
 From their cursed empire drove ; 
 Mighty in redeeming love. 
 
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 Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each cheerful string ; 
 Mortals, join the host above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 3. P. M. 
 
 OOME, ye lovers of the Lamb, 
 Praise the great Almighty Name : 
 To your God your songs begin, 
 To the Lamb, your bleeding King, 
 
 2 
 Jesus, thee we honours give ; 
 Live, Almighty Jesus, live ; 
 Thou hast penn'd our songs with blood. 
 Thee we hail, incarnate God. 
 
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 We were laden once with sin, 
 But the Lamb hath made us clean ; 
 We, who once in darkness lay, 
 Now behold eternal day. 
 
 4 
 Strangers once, and far from God, 
 Now brought home by Jesu's blood, 
 Shining in our wedding dress, 
 In the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 5 
 Poor, and low, we once did lie, 
 Full of wants, and sore oppress'd ; 
 Jesus now hath rais'd us high, 
 All our grievances redress'd. 
 
 6 
 Deeply sinking once in hell, 
 Without hope, and without God ; 
 Now our tongues can greatly tell? 
 We are sav'd by Jesu's blood. 
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 Freely we are sav'd by graoe : 
 Heart and hand we this embrace j 
 This, below, fills ev'ry tongue, 
 This, above, is all the song. 
 
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 Praises still to Christ we sing ; 
 Christ, our Prophet, Priest, and King ; 
 Living waters in us flow, 
 Glory is begun below. 
 
 HYMN 4. L. M. 
 
 FROM all that dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise : 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 
 2 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise to set no more. 
 
 HYMN 5. CM. 
 
 FATHER of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endless glory shines I 
 For ever be thy name ador'd 
 
 For these celestial lines. 
 2 
 Here, may the wretched sons of want 
 
 Exhaustless riches find ; 
 Riches, above what earth can grant, 
 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 I 
 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows. 
 
 And yields a free, repast j 
 
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 Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 4 
 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around ; 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 
 Attend the blisful sound. 
 5 
 O may these heav'nly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 
 And still increasing light. 
 6 
 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord 1 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word.) 
 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 HYMN 6. C M. 
 
 HOW precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration giv'n ! 
 Bright as a lamp, its doctrines shine 
 
 To guide our souls to heav'n. 
 2 
 It sweetly cheers our dropping hearts 
 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 3 
 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
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 HYMN 7. P. M. 
 
 1.SRAEL, in ancient days. 
 
 Not only had a view 
 Of Sinai in a blaze, 
 
 But learn'd the gospel too : 
 The types and figures were a glass. 
 Th which they saw the Saviour's face. 
 2 
 The Paschal sacrifice, 
 
 And blood-besprinkled door, 
 Seen with enlighten'd eyes, 
 And once apply'd with pow'r, 
 Would teach the need of other blood 
 To reconcile an angry God, 
 3 
 The lamb, the dove, set forth 
 
 His perfect innocence, 
 Whose blood, of matchless worth,. 
 Should be the soul's defence ; 
 J?or he, who can for sin atone, 
 Must have no failings of his own* 
 4 
 Dipt in his fellow's blood, 
 
 The living bird went free j. 
 The type, well understood, 
 Express'd the sinner's plea ' y 
 Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd, 
 And by a Saviour's death discharg'd. 
 5 
 Jesus, I love to trace, 
 
 Throughout the sacred page, 
 The footsteps of thy grace, 
 The same in ev'ry age ! 
 O grant that I may faithful be 
 To clearer light, vouchsaf'd to me. 
 
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 HYMN 8. P. M, 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 THE Bible is justly esteem'd 
 
 The glory supreme of the land, 
 Which shows how a sinner's redeem'd 
 
 And brought to Jehovah's right hand. 
 "With pleasure we freely confess 
 
 The Bible all books does outshine ; 
 But Jesus, his person and grace, 
 
 Affords it that lustre divine. 
 2 
 In ev'ry firofihetical book, 
 
 Where God his decrees hath unseal'd; 
 With joy we behold as we look, 
 
 The wonderful Saviour reveal'd : 
 His glories project to the eye, 
 
 And prove it was not his design 
 Those glories concealed should lie, 
 
 But there in full majesty shine. 
 3 
 The Jirst gracious jiromise to man 
 
 A blessed prediction appear*, 
 His work is the soul of the plan, 
 
 And gives it the glory it wears. 
 How cheering the truth must have been, 
 
 That Jesus the promised seed, 
 Should triumph o'er satan and sin, 
 
 And hell in captivity lead ! 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
 4 
 The Ancient Levitical Law 
 
 Was prophecy after its kind ; 
 Tn types there the faithful foresaw 
 The Saviour that ransom'd mankind. 
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 The altar, the lamb, and the priest, 
 
 The blood that was sprinkled of olc( ? 
 Had life when the people could taste 
 
 The blessings those shadows foretold, 
 5 
 Review each prophetical so?ig, 
 
 Which shines in prediction's rich train } 
 The sweetest to Jesus belong, 
 
 And point out his sufferings and reign c 
 Sure David his harp never strung 
 
 With more of true sacred delight, 
 Than when of the Saviour he sung, 
 
 And he was reveal'd to his sight. 
 6 
 May Jesus more precious become i 
 
 His word be a lamp to our feet, 
 While we in this wilderness roam, 
 
 Till brought in his presence to meet : 
 Then, then will we gaze on thy face, 
 
 Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King 5 
 Recount all thy wonders of grace ;— 
 
 Thy praises eternally sing. 
 
 HYMN 9k C. M. 
 
 J O our almighty Maker, God, 
 
 New honours be address'd ; 
 His great salvation shines abroad, 
 
 And makes the nations blest. 
 2 
 He spake the word to Abr'am first, 
 
 His truth fulfils his grace ; 
 The Gentiles make his name their trust, 
 
 And learn his righteousness, 
 
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 3 
 
 Let the whole earth his love proclaim 
 With all her different tongues ; 
 
 And spread the honours of his name 
 In melody and songs. 
 
 HYMN 10. C. M. 
 
 .LORD ! ev'ry knee to thee shall bow, 
 
 Whether they stood or fell 
 In heav'n above, or earth below, 
 
 Or in eternal hell. 
 2 
 All shall thy grace or fury prove ; 
 
 Thy kingdom all shall own : 
 Man shall be happy in thy love ; 
 
 Let satan dread thy frown. 
 3 
 Thus ev'ry tongue, constraint by grace, 
 
 Or power, shall confess 
 The Lord with a confused face, 
 
 Or Christ their righteousness. 
 4 
 Herein the Father's glorified, 
 
 That thou art lord of all ; 
 Whilst men's and angels' swelling pride 
 
 Before thy feet shall fall. 
 
 HYMN 11. L. M. 
 
 W HEN, by the tempter's wiles betray'd, 
 Adam our head and parent fell ; 
 Unknown before, a pleasure spread 
 Through all the mazy deeps of hell. 
 
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 2 
 Infernal powers rejoic'd to see 
 The new-made world destroy'd, undone ? 
 But God proclaims his great decree, 
 Pardon and mercy through his son. 
 
 3 
 Serpent accurs'd, thy sentence read,— « 
 Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel ; 
 The woman's seed shall bruise thy head, 
 Thy malice faintly bruise his heel. 
 
 - 4 
 Thus God declares, and Christ descends, 
 Assumes a mortal form and dies ; 
 "Whilst in his death, death's empire ends, 
 And the proud conqueror conquer'd lies. 
 
 HYMN 12. L. M. 
 
 x E humble saints, proclaim abroad 
 The honours of a faithful God ; 
 How just and true are all his ways, 
 How much above your highest praise ! 
 
 2 
 The words his sacred lips declare, 
 Of his own mind the image bear ; 
 What should Him tempt from frailty free, 
 Bless'd in his self-sufficiency ? 
 
 3 
 He will not his great Self deny : 
 A God all truth can never lie : 
 As vvtil might he his being quit, 
 As break his oath, or word forget. 
 
 4 
 Let frighten'd rivers change their course, 
 Or backward hasten to their source ; 
 Swift through the air let rocks be hurl'd, 
 And mountains like the chaff be whirled ; 
 
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 5 
 
 Let sun and stars forget to rise, 
 Or quit their stations in the skies ; 
 Let heav'n and earth both pass away, 
 Eternal Truth shall ne'er decay. 
 
 HYMN 13. P.M. 
 
 SlNG the triumphs of your conqu'ring. 
 
 Head, and crucified King ; 
 His achievements, when he vanquish^ 
 
 All our enemies, we'll sing : 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, 
 Glory, glory, Lord, be thine ! 
 
 2 
 Long he struggled with confused 
 
 Noise, and garments roll'd in blood ; 
 Till destroying sin, and hell, and 
 
 Death, he rescu'd man to God : 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, i?*Cc 
 
 3 
 Most triumphant, greatly glorious, 
 
 He from death anoVhell arose 1 
 In Him all his church victorious, 
 
 Triumph'd o'er her dreadful foes : 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, &c. 
 
 4 
 High ascending, 'midst angelic 
 
 Songs, and sounds of trumpets loud, 
 In eternal triumph leading 
 
 All the captives of his blood : 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, 1&c, 
 
 5 
 Far above the highest heav'n 
 
 Thus he gloriously ascends. 
 
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 Where the honours to him giv'n, 
 Ev'ry thought of man transcends : 
 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, fcfr. 
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 There, exalted, live and reign, whilst 
 We admire thy wounds and blood. 
 
 Till we see thee come again, in 
 All the pomp and pow'r of God : 
 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, 
 
 Glory, glory, Lord, be thine 1 
 
 HYMN 14. L. M. 
 
 AiORD, what was man, when made at first, 
 Adam, the offspring of the dust, 
 That thou should'st set him and his race, 
 But just below an angel's place ? 
 
 2 
 That thou should'st raise his nature so, 
 And make him lord of all below ; 
 Make ev'ry beast and bird submit, 
 And lay the fishes at his feet ? 
 
 3 
 But, O ! what brighter glories wait 
 To crown the second Adam's state ! 
 What honours shall thy Son adorn, 
 Who condescended to be born 1 
 
 4 
 See him below his angels made ; 
 See him in dust among the dead, 
 To save a ruin'd world from sin ; 
 But He shall reign, with pow'r divine. 
 
 5 
 The world to come, redeem'd from all 
 The mis'ries that attend the fall, 
 New made and glorious, shall submit 
 At aur exalted Saviour's feet. 
 
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 HYMN 15. P. M. 
 
 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly solemn sound I 
 Let all the nations know, 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home 
 2 
 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin -atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption, by his blood, 
 
 Through all the lands proclaim ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home j 
 3 
 Ye, who have sold for nought 
 
 The heritage above ; 
 Shall have it back, unbought, 
 The gift of Jesus' love : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 4 
 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 5 
 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of pard'ning grace : 
 Ye happy souls, draw near, 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 The year of jul ilee is come ; 
 Return, ye raribom'd sinners, home. 
 
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 6 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 Has full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits rest, 
 
 Ye mournful souls be glad ! 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 HYMN 16. S. M. 
 
 BlESS'D are the eyes that see,' 
 
 The ears are bless'd that hear 
 The trumpet of the jubilee ; 
 
 The great sabbatic year. 
 2 
 
 We plough, nor sow no more, 
 
 Nor toil for living bread ; 
 For we've a never-failing store, 
 
 A table plenteous spread. 
 3 
 
 The servant now is free ; 
 
 The hateful, heavy yoke 
 (That all might taste true liberty) 
 
 From ev'ry neck is broke. 
 4 
 
 Th' inheritance, once sold, 
 
 Which the poor bankrupt mourns. 
 To the true owner, without gold 
 
 Or price, it now returns. 
 5 
 
 O, Jesus ! ever bless'd, 
 
 Thou art our jubilee ; 
 Our restoration, and our rest, 
 
 Is all, dear Lamb, in thee. 
 6 
 
 Thy name, O bleeding King, 
 
 Shall dwell on ail our tongues -; 
 
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 Ami ev'ry heart inspir'd shall sing 
 
 Thy praise in all their songs. 
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 Worthy the honour'd name 
 
 Of Jesus Christ our Lord ; 
 *Ie's God Almighty, and the lamb, 
 
 Eternally ador'd. 
 
 HYMN 17. L. M. 
 
 WHEN Israel's grieving tribes complain'd, 
 With fiery serpents greatly pain'd, 
 A serpent straight the prophet made 
 Of molten brass, to view display'd. 
 
 2 
 Around the fainting crowds attend, 
 To heav'n their mournful sighs ascend ; 
 They hope, they look, while from the pok 
 Descends a pow'r that makes them whole, 
 
 3 
 But, O, what healing to the heart, 
 Doth our Redeemer's cross impart ! 
 What life, by faith our souls receive ! 
 What pleasures do his sorrows give ! 
 
 4 
 Still may I view the Saviour's cross, 
 And other objects count but loss : 
 Here still be fix'd my feasted eyes, 
 Enraptur'd with his sacrifice. 
 
 HYMN 18. CM, 
 
 O, FOR a thousand tongues, to sing 
 
 My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace I 
 
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 2 
 Jesus, the name that charms our fear&, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 3 Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 3 
 He breaks the pow'r of cancel'd sin, 
 
 He sets the pris'ners free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean, 
 
 His blood avail'd for me. 
 4 
 He speaks, and, list'ning to his voice, 
 
 New life the dead receive ; 
 The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, 
 
 The humble poor believe. 
 5 
 Hear him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb, 
 
 Your loosen'd tongues employ ; 
 Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ; 
 
 And leap, ye lame, for joy. 
 
 HYMN 19. P. M. 
 
 ▼ ▼HAT glories, surrounding my Saviour, I see ! 
 What beauties triumphant, my Jesus, in thee ! 
 What glory or power may with thee compare, 
 Or thy generation what tongue can declare ? 
 ^he heavens are silent and cannot decide, 
 This myst'ry only belongs to the bride. 
 
 2 
 Thou hast, my dear Saviour, in glory and truth . 
 From th* womb of the morning, the dew of thy youth : 
 The morning of love, eternal and bright, 
 With honour bedew'd thee, and nourish'd thee right. 
 When secretly thou wast existing above 
 In God, as the word, and the son of his love 
 
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 Thine offspring, — for number as sands on the shore, 
 Or morning dew-drops, on the earth scatter'd o'er,-— 
 Were then, as thy mystery, fulness, and truth, 
 All gather'd in Thee, as. the dew of thy youth : 
 In Thee, as thy splendour of youth, did we shine ; 
 In beauties of holiness, godlike, divine. 
 
 4 
 And when we had fallen from heaven to earth, 
 And eould not return there, but thro' a new birth ; 
 Our nature, as spoiled in Adam who fell, 
 As sunk in our reason and senses to hell, 
 We then were, in myst'ry, preserved in Thee ; 
 Our earthy though fallen, our heav'nly was free. 
 
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 As the second Adam, then didst Thou appear, 
 The Lord from on high, for to banish our fear ; 
 Thou foundest us sunk in the earthy, lost man, 
 And him Thou assumedst to finish the plan, 
 That plan, where 'twas fix'd that transgression should 
 And all our creation restor'd to thy peace. [cease, 
 
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 This hast Thou effected, by shedding thy blood, 
 Hast brought back our nature in union with God. 
 From the earthy man Thou hast set us all free, 
 Hast brought us to live and to triumph in Thee- 
 'Tis here, we receive our intelligence sure, 
 Of our preservation in Thee always pure. 
 
 HYMN 20. S. M. 
 
 VV ITH bruises Christ was dress'd, 
 And nail'd up to a tree ; 
 The pruning-hook his soul oppress'd 
 That he might fruitful be. 
 
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 2 
 He was not purg'd in vain, 
 But did his strength recruit ; 
 
 And when was finish'd all his pain, 
 There then appear'd his fruit. 
 
 3 
 Distill'd from all his smart 
 The holy unction ran ;. 
 
 This is the wine that cheers the hear£, 
 The heart of God and man. 
 
 4 
 With us he doth abound, 
 As branches, he the stem ; 
 
 From him, our fruitfulness is found. 
 And shall remain in him. 
 
 5 
 Hence shall our joys arise, 
 And ev'ry hour improve— 
 
 Whilst, in his smoking sacrifice, 
 God hears our songs above. 
 
 HYMN 21. P. M. 
 
 LHE victory's won, 
 
 And satan is down ; 
 We now overcome, 
 
 His kingdom disown : 
 The seed of the woman 
 
 Hath bruised his head, 
 Hath made us that new man, 
 
 Which love had decreed. 
 2 
 In Adam we lost 
 
 Our Eden by sin ; 
 But we now, through Christ,. 
 
 Again are brought in : 
 
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 Hie vail it is torn, 
 
 And paradise gain'd : 
 The Father hath sworn ; 
 
 His promise shall stand. 
 3 
 Our nature's releas'd 
 
 From sin, death, and hell ; 
 Jehovah is pleas'd 
 
 With man for to dwell ; 
 A fit habitation, 
 
 In spirit, for God ; 
 A blest, new creation, 
 
 Pronounc'd very good, 
 4 
 We mourn not the hour 
 
 When Adam did fall, 
 When his will and pow'r 
 
 Were forfeited all ; 
 Nor are we now griev'd, 
 
 His glory and crown 
 Could not be reuriev'd 
 
 By works of his own. 
 5 
 It was on this ground, 
 
 The myst'ry of grace 
 Did much more abound, 
 
 When Jesus took place 
 Of man, the offender, 
 
 To die as our sin ; 
 And righteousness render 
 
 Complete, and brought in, 
 6 
 By this was made known 
 
 God's nature as love : 
 This we, in his Son, 
 
 For ever shall prove, 
 
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 By means of transgression 
 
 This grace was reveal'd : 
 This is our confession, 
 
 A truth God has seai'd* 
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 When Adam was pure, 
 
 Yet mutable he : 
 In Jesus more sure, 
 
 Immutable we ; 
 More highly exalted 
 
 In Christ the God-man> 
 Ne'er to be assaulted 
 
 By satan again. 
 
 HYMN 22. L. M. 
 
 JL HE King of saints, how fair his face 3 
 Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! 
 He comes with blessings from above, 
 And wins the nations to his love. 
 
 2 
 At his right hand, our eyes behold 
 The queen array'd in purest gold ; 
 The world admires her heav'nly dress j 
 Her robe of joy and righteousness. 
 
 3 
 He forms her beauties like his own, 
 He calls and seats her near his throne ; 
 Fair stranger, let thine heart forget 
 The idols of thy native state. 
 
 4 
 So shall the King the more rejoice 
 In thee, the faVrite of his choice j 
 Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, 
 For he's thy Maker and thy Lord 
 
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 5 
 
 happy hour, when thau shait rise 
 To his fair palace in the skies ! 
 And all thy sons (a num'rous train) 
 Each like a prince in glory reign. 
 
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 Let endless honours crown his head ; 
 Let ev'ry age his praises spread ; 
 While we with cheerful songs approve 
 The condescension of his love. 
 
 HYMN 23. P. M. 
 
 tyOME, thou long expected Jesus, 
 
 Born to set thy people free ; 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee ; 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints thou art ; 
 Dear desire of ev'ry nation, 
 
 Joy of every longing heart. 
 2 
 Born thy people to deliver ; 
 
 Born a child, and yet a king ; 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring : 
 By thine own eternal spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 HYMN 24. P.M. 
 
 A HE builder, whom true wisdom sways, 
 
 1 irst the foundation deeply lays ; 
 
 Prepar'd against each shock ; 
 
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 Our Builder, sure of Ms own plan, 
 Founded us deeply in the man, 
 
 On God, th* eternal Rock. 
 2 
 Christ is that precious corner-stone, 
 Which all his church is built upon ; 
 
 Nor can it ever fall : 
 The prophets, and apostles too, 
 Other foundation never knew 
 
 Than Jesus, Lord of all. 
 3 
 Christ, in this building, is the door ; 
 And always open to the poor, 
 
 Who would approach their God : 
 Nor, though they're naked, need they fear, 
 For Christ is yea ; boldly draw near, 
 
 And plead redeeming blood. 
 4 
 As windows rang'd, admit the light 
 To chase the horrors of the night, 
 
 Enlight'ning ev'ry part : 
 ^o, in our Saviour's lovely face, 
 The Godhead shines in love and grace, 
 
 To cheer the human heart. 
 5 
 The stone the builders did refuse, 
 Which human wisdom ne'er will choose, 
 
 Is here the head-stone seen ; 
 Brought forth with joy to make all fast ; 
 Christ is the first stone and the last ; 
 
 The church is safe between. 
 6 
 The spacious roof, extended wide, 
 Lock'd in secure on ev'ry side, 
 
 Braves all the storms that fall : 
 Christ is that cov'ring ; suited well, 
 To shelter man from storms of hell ; 
 
 O, Christ ! thou art our all. 
 
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 HYMN 25. C. M. 
 
 INFINITE excellence is thine, 
 Thou lovely Prince of grace ; 
 Thine uncreated beauties shine 
 With never-fading rays. 
 2 
 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 
 
 Come bending at thy feet : 
 To Thee their pray'rs and vows ascend, 
 In Thee their wishes meet. 
 3 
 Thy name, as precious ointment shed, 
 
 Delights the church around ; 
 Sweetly the sacred odour's spread 
 Through all Immanuel's ground. 
 4 
 Millions of happy spirits live 
 
 On thine exhaustless store ; 
 From Thee they all their bliss receive, 
 And still thou givest more. 
 5 
 Thou art their triumph, and their joy ; 
 
 They find their all in Thee : 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 26. L. M. 
 
 -1 HE Father's love to man so free, 
 Made us the fulness of the Son : 
 The Son, he wills that we should be 
 With him, where'er he is, as one. 
 
 2 
 In him a new creation made, 
 No more to fail, but to endure ; 
 
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 Where, we the members, he the Head, 
 One body, we're conceived pure. 
 
 3 
 In him, in his mysteries birth, 
 Born in him as that holy thing 
 Whose praise, as God espous'd to earth; 
 The angel-host with joy did sing. 
 
 4 
 In him together circumcis'd, 
 When all our filthiness of flesh, 
 Which God in holiness despis'd, 
 Was quite put off in righteousnes. 
 
 5 
 In him, in all the works he wrought ; 
 In him, together crucify 'd ; 
 In him, as risen without fault, 
 And in him fully glorify'd. 
 
 6 
 With him, where'er he was, we were, 
 In all conditions still the same ; 
 With him, where'er he is, we are, 
 And as him pure and free from blame. 
 
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 In seeing him, ourselves we see, 
 And all his glory as our own ; 
 Our joy is full, the Son is free, 
 And Jesus wears th' eternal crown. 
 
 HYMN 27. CM. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 W HEN God would manifest his grace 
 
 To man that he might prove 
 The glories of the Father's face, 
 And feel his nature love : 
 
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 2 
 He said, he would not sacrifice. 
 
 As offered by the law ; 
 All human merit would despise, 
 
 His presence thence withdraw. 
 3 
 Then said the Saviour—-" Lo, I come 
 
 To do thy will, my God ;" 
 He brought his sons and daughters home 
 
 By pouring out his blood : 
 4 
 That they with him might enter in 
 
 To all the heaven of love ; 
 His death did make an end of sin, 
 
 The stumbling block remove. 
 
 FART SECOND. 
 
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 Thou, Lord, a body didst prepare, 
 
 Thine own collected seed, 
 For him eternally to wear, 
 And be the living Head. 
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 Obedient in this body, He 
 Thy counsel did fulfil, 
 Did ev'ry member purify, 
 And do thy perfect will. 
 7 
 With Christ in soul and body one. 
 
 We evermore are bless'd : 
 Aspiring to the perfect Son, 
 We enter perfect rest. 
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 Pre-eminence to him is giv'n ! 
 
 Yet in this glorious plan, 
 The Head and members enter'd heav'n, 
 In one exalted man. 
 
HYMN 28. P.M. 
 
 ETERNAL Excellence ! 
 
 Thy worms would feign declare, 
 In the divinest sense, 
 
 How thou art heav'nly fair : 
 O, Prince Messiah ! thou art seen 
 The fairest of the sons of men. 
 
 2 
 Jesus, thy beauties shine 
 
 Bright, infinitely bright $ 
 Both human and divine, 
 In thee, O Lamb, unite ! 
 Whate'er in heav'n or earth we see 
 As beautiful, are types of thee. 
 3 
 The sun, the moon, the stars, 
 With all the thrones above, 
 Thine excellence declare, 
 Thy beauty, pow'r and love : 
 All worlds before thy throne we see, 
 A sea of glass reflecting thee. 
 4 
 Man in his first estate, 
 
 Most wonderfully form'd : 
 With beauty's pow'rs replete, 
 With holiness adorn'd, 
 From ev'ry spot and blemish free, 
 Was but a figure, Lord, of thee. 
 5 
 As blood of goats and lambs, 
 
 Is to thy blood divine ; 
 Or, as their altars' flames, 
 Dear Jesus, are to thine : 
 So Adam's purity appears ; 
 To Thee no more proportion bears. 
 
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 Self interest, Lord, shall fail, 
 
 Man's haughtiness sink low ; 
 Thy beauty, Lord, prevail ; 
 We at thy footstool bow : 
 Thou know'st our hearts, we need no more 
 Give us to worship, love, adore. 
 
 HYMN 29. C. M. 
 
 .I OOR, weak, and worthless though I am, 
 I have a rich Almighty Friend ; 
 Jesus the Saviour is his name, 
 He freely loves, and without end. 
 
 2 
 He ransom'd me from hell with blood, 
 And by his pow'r my foes control'd ; 
 He found me wand'ring far from God,' 
 And brought me to his chosen fold. 
 
 3 
 He cheers my heart, my wants supplies, 
 And says that I shall shortly be 
 Enthron'd with him above the skies ; 
 O ! what a friend is Christ to me. 
 
 HYMN 30. C. M. 
 
 J. HERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, 
 
 Drawn from Immanuers veins ; 
 And sinners plung'd beneath that flood; 
 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 2 
 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 O may I there, though vile as he ? 
 
 Wash all my sins away ! 
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 3 
 Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its pow'r, 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God 
 
 Be sav'd, to sin no more. 
 4 
 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 
 And shall be till I die. 
 5 
 But when this lisping, stamm'ring tongue 
 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy pow'r to save. 
 
 HYMN 31. P.M. 
 
 VJ HOLY Imman'el ! thy mystery divine, 
 From glory to glory, on Zion shall shine, 
 The mystery of God espous'd to a worm, 
 Who neither had merit nor beautiful form ; 
 Yet rais'd to the bosom of God, the Supreme, 
 She sings she is like him, yet does not.blaspheme. 
 
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 O lovely Imman'el ! illustrious thy grace ! 
 The beauties of holiness shine in thy face : 
 Triumphant in bliss, our nature we spy, 
 And we in that nature join'd to the Most High, 
 The image express of the substance of God ; 
 His brightness appearing by water and blood. 
 
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 O sacred Imman'el ! our glory, our joy ! 
 In mut'al embraces, which never shall cloy, 
 The Bridegroom and bride, our Maker and we. 
 Perpetually live, as united in thee ; 
 Consummate salvation, reveal'd in thy blood, 
 In thee we possess, with the fulness of God, 
 
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 O glorious Imman'el ! Jehovah with man ! 
 With us God is present ; (amazing the plan !) 
 Perfection of joy we now understand, 
 Whilst rivers of pleasure flow at his right hand : 
 We stand, when no higher our notes we can raise, 
 In silence expressive, of wonder and praise. 
 
 HYMN 32. L. M. 
 
 &HOUT ! for the blessed Jesus reigns ; 
 Through distant lands his triumphs spread 
 And sinners freed from endless pains, 
 Own him their Saviour and their head. 
 
 2 
 His sons and daughters from afar, 
 Daily at Zion's gate arrive ; 
 Those who were dead in sin before, 
 By sov'reign grace are made alive. 
 
 3 
 Oppressors now beneath his feet, 
 O'ercome by his victorious pow'r : 
 Princes in humble posture wait : 
 And proud blasphemers learn t' adore. 
 
 4 
 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, 
 Nations remote their offerings bring, 
 And, uncenstrain'd, their homage pay 
 To their exalted God and King. 
 
 5 
 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, 
 From all below and all above ; 
 In lofty songs exalt his name, 
 Iu songs as lasting as his love. 
 
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 HYMN 33. L. M. 
 
 J ESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journies run ; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 
 Behold the islands, with their kings, 
 And Europe her best tribute brings ; 
 From north to south the princes meet, 
 To pay their homage at his feet. 
 
 3 
 There Persia, glorious to behold, 
 There India, shines in eastern gold ; 
 And barb'rous nations at his word 
 Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. 
 
 4 
 For him shall endless pray'r be made, 
 And praises throng to crown his head ; 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 
 
 5 
 People and realms of ev'ry tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 6 
 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 
 The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 7 
 Where he displays his healing pow'r, 
 Death and the curse are known no more 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
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 8 
 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honours to their King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the long Amen. 
 
 HYMN 34. P. M. 
 
 A.LL hail, incarnate God ! 
 
 The wond'rous things foretold 
 Of thee in sacred writ, 
 
 With joy our eyes behold : 
 Still does thy arm new trophies wear. 
 And monuments of glory rear. 
 2 
 To thee the hoary head 
 
 Its silver honours pays ; 
 To thee the blooming youth 
 Devotes his brightest days : 
 And ev'ry age their tribute bring, 
 And bow to thee, all conqu'ring King I 
 3 
 O haste, victorious Prince, 
 
 That happy, glorious day, 
 When souls like drops of dew 
 Shall own thy gentle sway ! 
 O may it bless our longing eyes, 
 And bear our shouts beyond the skies ! 
 4 
 All hail, triumphant Lord I 
 
 Eternal be thy reign ; 
 Behold the nations sue 
 
 To wear thy gentle chain : 
 When earth and time are known no more, 
 Thy throne shall stand forever sure. 
 
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 HYMN 35. L. M. 
 
 THOUGH mothers kindi forgetful prove, 
 Of sucklings nourish'd at the breast; 
 Or yearning bowels cease to move 
 To infants when with pain oppress'd : 
 
 2 
 Yet I will ne'er forget my bride, 
 Says Jesus, God of love and truth, 
 Taken, when sleeping, from my side, 
 Then born to bear eternal youth. 
 
 3 
 I'll not forget my word, mine oath, 
 I'll not forget my wounds, my blood ; 
 My friendship makes but one of both, 
 And I am still thy Saviour God. 
 
 4 
 Wrote on my hands thy much lov'd name, 
 My Zion, glorious is thy state ! 
 I see thee always without blame, 
 And his own body none can hate. 
 
 5 
 Thy walls before me always are ; 
 Bounds to thy dwelling I have set ; 
 My Zion's my peculiar care, 
 My Zioh I will ne'er forget. 
 
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 O happy Zion, see and prove, 
 How groundless all thy sorrows are ! 
 Live in thy Husband's nature, love, 
 And that shall cast out all thy fear. 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 
 VV HEN first the God of boundless grace 
 Disclos'd his kind design, 
 
To rescue our apostate race 
 
 From mis'ry, shame, and sin. 
 2 
 Quick through the realms of light and bliss, 
 
 The joyful tidings ran, 
 Each heart exulted at the news, 
 
 That God would dwell with man. 
 3 
 Yet 'midst their joys they paus'd a while. 
 
 And ask'd with strange surprise, 
 u But how can injur'd justice smile, 
 
 Or look with pitying eyes ? 
 4 
 Will the Almighty deign again, 
 
 To visit yonder world ; 
 And hither bring rebellious men, 
 
 Whence rebels once were hurl'd ? 
 5 
 Their tears, and groans, and deep distress, 
 
 Aloud for mercy call : 
 But ah 1 must truth and righteousness 
 
 Victims to mercy fall ?" 
 6 
 So spake the friends of God and man, 
 
 Delighted, yet surpris'd ; 
 Eager to know the wond'rous plan, 
 
 That wisdom had devis'd. 
 7 
 The Son of God attentive heard, 
 
 And quickly thus reply'd — 
 « In me let mercy be rever'd, 
 
 And justice satisfied. 
 8 
 Behold ! my vital blood I pour, 
 
 A sacrifice to God ; 
 Justice divine will now no more 
 
 Demand the sinner's blood." 
 
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 9 
 He spake,— and heaven's high arches rung ; 
 
 Praise, ev'ry tongue employs ; 
 " He dy'd," the friendly angels sung, 
 
 Nor cease their rapt'rous joys. 
 
 HYMN 37. CM. 
 
 J ESUS, commission^ from above, 
 
 Descends to men below, 
 And shews from whence the springs of love 
 
 In endless currents flow. 
 2 
 He, whom the boundless heav'n adores, 
 
 Whom angels long to see ; 
 Quitted with joy those blissful shores, 
 
 Ambassador to me ! 
 3 
 To me, a worm, a sinful clod, 
 
 A rebel and forlorn ; 
 A foe, a traitor to my God, 
 
 And of a traitor born. 
 4 
 To me, who never sought his grace, 
 
 Who mock'd his sacred word ; 
 Who never knew, or lov'd his face, 
 
 And all his will abhorr'd. 
 5 
 To me, who could not even praise, 
 
 When his kind heart I knew ; 
 But sought a thousand devious ways, 
 
 Rather than keep the true. 
 6 
 Yet this redeeming angel came, 
 
 So vile a worm to bless ; 
 He took with gladness all my blame, 
 
 And gave his righteousness. 
 
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 HYMN 38. L. M. 
 
 CxLORY to God, who reigns above, 
 Who dwells in light, whose name is love 
 Ye Saints and Angels, if ye can, 
 Declare the love of God to man. 
 
 2 
 
 O what can more his love commend, 
 His dear, his only Son to send ! 
 That man, condemn'd to die, might live, 
 And God be glorious to forgive. 
 
 3 
 Messiah's come ! — with joy behold 
 The days by prophets long foretold : 
 Judah, thy royal sceptre's broke, 
 And time still proves what Jacob spoke. 
 
 4 
 Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, 
 The time prophetic seals requir'd ; 
 Cut off for sins, but not his own, 
 Thy Prince Messiah did atone. 
 
 5 
 Thy famous temple, Solomon, 
 Is by the latter far outshone : 
 It wanted not thy glitt'ring store, 
 Messiah's presence grac'd it more. 
 
 6 
 We see the prophecies fulfill'd 
 In Jesus that most wond'rous child : 
 His birth, his life, his death combine 
 To prove his character divine. 
 
 7 
 Jesus, thy gospel firmly stands 
 A blessing to these favour'd lands : 
 No infidel shall be our dread, 
 Since thou art risen from the dead. 
 
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 HYMN 39. L. M. 
 
 COULD I of all perfection boast, 
 As pure as that which Adam lost, 
 I'd sacrifice it to thy blood, 
 My Christ, my all, my only good. 
 
 2 
 Were I, as Abram, strong in faith, 
 And boldly steadfast unto death ; 
 I'd bid my faithfulness adieu, 
 And Jesus only faithful view. 
 
 3 
 If I more meek than Moses were, 
 Quite free from anger, strife, or fear ; 
 Yet this I gladly would despise, 
 And Jesus' meekness only prize. 
 
 4 
 Was I as Job submissive still, 
 Patient, resign'd, in ev'ry ill ; 
 Yet all should fade before his cross, 
 Compar'd with him, it is but dross. 
 
 5 
 If I was wise as Solomon, 
 Like him with zeal and ardour shone ; 
 Like him I'd vain and foolish see 
 My wisdom, zeal, yea all but Thee. 
 
 6 
 Had I an angel's purity, 
 Yea, even this I would deny ; 
 Nor good confess in name or thing, 
 But Christ my Lord, my life, my King. 
 
 HYMN 40. L. M. 
 
 As show'rs on meadows newly mown, 
 Jesus shall shed his blessings down ; 
 
Crown 'd with whose life-infusing drops, 
 Earth shall renew her blissful crops. 
 
 2 
 Lands, that beneath a burning sky, 
 Have long been desolate and dry, 
 Th' effusions of his love shall share, 
 And sudden greens and herbage wear. 
 
 3 
 The dews and rains, in all their store, 
 Drenching the pastures o'er and o'er, 
 Are not so copious as that grace 
 Which sanctifies and saves our race. 
 
 4 
 As, in soft silence, vernal show'rs 
 Descend, and cheer the fainting flow'rs ; 
 So, in the secrecy of love, 
 Falls the sweet infl'ence from above. 
 
 5 
 That heavenly influence let me find 
 In holy silence of the mind, 
 While ev'ry grace maintains its bloom, 
 Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 
 
 6 
 Nor let these blessings be confin'd 
 To me, but pour'd on all mankind, 
 Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, 
 And a young Eden bless our eyes. 
 
 HYMN 41. L.M. 
 
 "I 
 
 COME," the great Redeemer cries, 
 " A year of freedom to declare, 
 From debts and bondage to discharge, 
 And Jews and Greeks the grace shall share. 
 
 2 
 A day of vengeance I proclaim, 
 But not on man the storm shall fall ; 
 
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 On Me its thunder shall descend, 
 
 My strength, my love sustain them all." 
 
 3 
 Stupendous favour ! matchless grace I 
 Jesus has died that we might live : 
 Not worlds below, nor worlds above, 
 Could so divine a ransom give. 
 
 4 
 To him, who lov'd our ruin'd race, 
 And for our lives laid down his own, 
 Let songs of joyful praises rise, 
 Sublime, eternal as his throne. 
 
 HYMN 42. C. M. 
 
 MORTALS, behold your dying God ! 
 
 Take refuge in his name : 
 Come, wash your robes white in the blood 
 
 Of Christ, the slaughter'd Lamb. 
 2 
 O ! 'tis eternal life to know 
 
 His Godhead, blood, and fame : 
 The scriptures say, he died for you, 
 
 Then venture on the Lamb. 
 3 
 Now welcome all who come to God, 
 
 In Christ, the Saviour's name ; 
 There's full redemption in his blood ; 
 
 Then do not slight the Lamb. 
 4 
 O, that you God the Saviour knew, 
 
 And that he bore your shame ; 
 Died, rose again, and lives for you, 
 
 Then would you prize the Lamb ! 
 
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 What love, what kindness did he shew ! 
 
 When he from heav'n came, 
 
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 To bear away all sin from you, 
 
 Behold the holy Lamb. 
 6 
 How rich the blood which once did flow, 
 
 To cover us from shame ! 
 We'll bow before thy foot-stool low, 
 
 And hail thee, lovely Lamb. 
 
 7 
 O Christ, our God, our bleeding King ! 
 
 We'll ever sing thy fame ; 
 Here and in Heav'n we'll shout and sing 
 
 Thy glories, worthy Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 43. S. M. 
 
 WHEN God our Father's pleas'd 
 
 For to reveal his Son, 
 Immediately our conscience eas'd 
 
 Becomes his peaceful throne. 
 2 
 
 Consult we then no more 
 
 Our senses, flesh and blood ; 
 But in the day of heav'nly pow'r 
 
 Cornmence the sons of God. 
 3 
 
 Included all in one, 
 
 We now with rapture tell, 
 We're in the Father's only son, 
 
 In whom he's pleased well. 
 4 
 
 This doth our God make known 
 
 To mortal worms below : 
 All other matters we disown, 
 
 This only will we know fc 
 
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 HYMN 44. L. M. 
 
 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd, 
 With joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 
 When, from the dust of death, I rise 
 To claim my mansion in the skies ; 
 E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
 "Jesus hath Iiv'd, hath died for me." 
 
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 Bold shall I stand in that great day ; 
 For who ought to my charge shall lay '? 
 Fully through these absolv'd I am 
 From sin and fear, from guilt and shame 
 
 4 
 Thus Abraham the friend of God, 
 Thus all the armies bought with blood, 
 Saviour of sinners thee proclaim ; 
 Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 
 
 5 
 This spotless robe the same appears 
 When ruin'd nature sinks in years ; 
 No age can change its glorious hue, 
 The grace of Christ is ever new. 
 
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 O let the dead now hear thy voice, 
 Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice 1 
 Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
 Jesus the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 45. S. M. 
 
 Vf HILST we are marching through 
 This land with drought accurs'd, 
 
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 Rivers ut' living waters flow 
 
 In thee, to quench our thirst. 
 2 
 
 This world's a weary land ; 
 
 By sin a desart made : 
 Tis all around a burning strand ; 
 
 Has no refreshing shade. 
 
 But thou'rt our mighty Rock ; 
 
 Thy shadow very great ! 
 Where all thy weary pilgrim flock 
 
 Find a divine retreat. 
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 Though once with sin oppress'd, 
 
 From which no part was free ; 
 Our greivances are now redress'd, 
 
 Dear, glorious man, in thee. 
 5 
 
 In thee we now have found 
 
 Whate'er we lost, and more ; 
 We see thy grace much more abound, 
 
 Than sin had done before. 
 6 
 
 Thy praise be our employ ; 
 
 Thy glories ever shine ; 
 All our salvation, hope and joy, 
 
 Art thou, O man divine ! 
 
 HYMN 46. L. M. 
 
 -I HE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, 
 Exceed our praise, surmount our thought ; 
 Should I attempt the long detail, 
 My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 
 
 2 
 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, 
 Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; 
 
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 But thou hast set before our eyes 
 An all-sufficient sacrifice. 
 
 3 
 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears, 
 To thy designs he bows his ears ; 
 Assumes a body well prepar'd, 
 And well performs a work so hard. 
 
 4 
 " Behold I come ! (the Saviour cries, 
 With love and duty in his eyes) ; 
 I come to bear the heavy load 
 Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 
 
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 'Tis written in thy great decree, 
 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 
 I must fulfil the Saviour's part ; 
 And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 
 
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 I'll magnify thy holy law, 
 And rebels to obedience draw 
 When on my cross I'm lifted high, 
 Or to my crown above the sky. 
 
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 The spirit shall descend and show 
 What thou hast done, and what I do ; 
 The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace, 
 Thy wisdom and thy righteousness." 
 
 HYMN 47. P. M. 
 
 t^ANAAN promis'dis before ; 
 
 Come let us forward go, 
 Not the ocean, nor its roar, 
 
 Nor the Egyptian foe, 
 May obstruct, when God commands ; 
 
 His pow'r on our behalf he shows ; 
 
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 Move we forward to the land, 
 
 Where milk and honey flows. 
 2 
 Pharaoh's hosts, our flesh and sense, 
 
 Press hard upon our rear ; 
 Vainly strive to cause offence, 
 
 Or make the spirit fear : 
 God protects us in his hand, 
 
 Whilst vengeance on his foes he throws 
 Move we forward to the land, 
 
 Where milk and honey flows. 
 3 
 Roaring floods clap hands aloud, 
 
 To drive us back again ; 
 Seas of trials vastly crowd 
 
 T' affright the sons of men : 
 Jesus bids us quiet stand, 
 
 Whilst he his great salvation shows : 
 Move we forward to the land, 
 
 Where milk and honey flows. 
 4 
 Seas divide before our face, 
 
 And stand upon an heap ; 
 Mighty waters, by his grace, 
 
 Shrink from the fearful deep : 
 On we march at his command, 
 
 Nor dread the power of our foes : 
 Move we forward to the land, 
 
 Where milk and honey flows. 
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 Love, which God to us doth shew, 
 
 Strikes the Egyptians dead ; 
 Floods, which give us passage through, 
 
 Return upon their head : 
 Dead we see them on the strand, 
 
 Nor can they further us pursue ; 
 We are in Immanuel's land, 
 
 Where milk and honey flow, 
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 HYMN 48. S. M. 
 
 J. HE Lord on high proclaims 
 
 His Godhead from his throne ; 
 ;c Mercy and justice are the names 
 
 By which I will be known. 
 2 
 
 Ye dying souls, that sit 
 
 In darkness and distress, 
 Look from the borders of the pit 
 
 To my recov'ring grace." 
 3 
 
 Sinners shall hear the sound ; 
 
 Their thankful tongues shall own 
 Our righteousness and strength is found 
 
 In thee, O Lord, alone. 
 4 
 
 In thee shall Israel trust, 
 
 And see their guilt forgiv'n ; 
 God will pronounce the sinners just, 
 
 And take the saints to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 49. S. M. 
 
 O CHRIST ! O love divine ! 
 
 How wonderful art thou ! 
 What heav'nly beauties in thee shine ! 
 
 What mercies from thee flow ! 
 2 
 
 Lo ! thou art all we need, 
 
 To make us truly bless'd ; ! 
 Thy worshippers are all agreed, 
 
 Thou art the sinner's rest. 
 3 
 
 When blows the stormy wind, 
 
 The rage of man or hell, 
 
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 A hiding place in thee we find, 
 
 Shelter'd in peace we dwell. 
 4 
 
 When Satan, sin and law, 
 
 Do fiercely all unite, 
 Most fearfully on us to draw 
 
 A dark, tempestuous wight ; 
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 When thunders roar aloud 
 
 Through the distemper'd sky : 
 Like lightnings from the sulph'rous cloud. 
 
 When dreadful curses fly : 
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 Despairing, guilty fears, 
 
 In fiery tempest rQll, 
 And when the second death appears 
 
 To fright the trembling soul : 
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 By faith in thee made bold, 
 
 We smile when tempests fall ; 
 Thou art the man promis'd of old, 
 
 To cover us from all. 
 
 HYMN 50. C. M. 
 
 %3 ESUS, thou Sun of Righteousness, 
 
 All glorious and divine 
 Thy people with thy presence bless ; 
 
 In their assemblies shine. 
 2 
 Thy healing beams alone can cheer 
 
 Hearts pain'd with inward grief ; 
 The soul oppress'd with guilt and fear 
 
 In thee finds sweet relief. 
 3 
 If thou thy righteousness display 
 
 And make thy merits known, 
 
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 Sinners shall learn thy wond'rous grace. 
 
 And saints thy goodness own. 
 4 
 Our tongues shall thy redeeming love 
 
 With sacred rapture tell ; 
 And loud resound Immanuel's praise. 
 
 Who saves from death and hell. 
 
 HYMN 51. CM. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 W HEN all the virtues of the wood 
 
 Impartially we trace ; 
 The apple tree, as rare and good, 
 
 First claims the highest place : 
 2 
 Beauteous, and rare, it stands admir'd 
 
 Amongst a thousand trees ; 
 Its fragrance, fruit, and shade desir'd, 
 
 "To quicken, feed and please. 
 3 
 Just so, excelling heav'n and earth, 
 
 Is my Beloved seen 
 Amongst the sons of royal birth, 
 
 The sons of Cxod or men : 
 
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 Above them all he stands alone, 
 
 Pre-eminent and rare ; 
 The Father's first begotten Son, 
 
 None may with him compare. 
 5 
 He, as the man of God's right hand, 
 
 Is all perfection seen ; 
 Whilst angels charg'd with folly stand., 
 
 And heaven's declar'd unclean. 
 
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 6 
 When blasted ev'ry tree beside, 
 
 Still he affords a shade ; 
 A safe asylum for his bride, 
 
 Which love eternal made. 
 
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 His fragrant name our hearts shall cheer, 
 
 As ointments poured forth ; 
 More than the names which angels bear, 
 
 Or men of highest worth. 
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 Unsav'ry all the sons we prove, 
 
 Their worth no more can see ; 
 The fragrance of eternal love 
 
 Comes forth, dear Lamb, from thee. 
 
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 Thy fruits, thy wisdom, love, and pow'r, 
 
 Are perfect evermore ; 
 Whilst all beside are green and sour, 
 
 Or rotten at the core. 
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 Live thou, of all the sons admir'd, 
 
 The only just and good ; 
 As stands the apple tree desir'd, 
 
 In the unfruitful wood. 
 
 HYMN 52. P. M. 
 
 W HEN elements and time will fade, 
 (What wisest architects have made) 
 
 Mould'ring to whence it came ; 
 God's building ever shall endure, 
 In all things order'd well and sure, 
 
 Christ always is the same. 
 
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 When we the inside work survey, 
 What grandeur does the whole display I 
 
 How glorious ev'ry part ! 
 Earth's beauties all are far too mean, 
 To point out what's in Jesus seen, 
 
 When he attracts the heart. 
 3 
 Foundation, Christ, and head stone too, 
 The Alpha and Omega thou, 
 
 Of this the house of God : 
 A lively stone, on thee I'm built ; 
 And wash'd from all my dreadful guilt, 
 
 In thine atoning blood. 
 
 HYMN 53. P. M. 
 
 WONDERFUL thy name we call, 
 
 And wonderful thou art ! 
 We in spirit, prostrate fall, 
 
 And hail thy wounded heart I 
 Thou hast us redeem'd to God, 
 
 From ev'ry nation, kindred, tongue ; 
 Thou hast wash'd us in thy blood, 
 
 And taught us the new song. 
 2 
 Jesus only is the Lord, 
 
 He only holy is ; 
 Jesus is by us ador'd, 
 
 He is our perfect bliss ; 
 We in him, and he in us, 
 
 Thro' all his wounds, and death, and blood, 
 In one body on the cross 
 
 Were perfected to God. 
 3 
 Thou, O Christ, in Zion prais'd, 
 
 Whom we our Saviour call, 
 
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 In the Godhead's glory rais'd 
 
 Above the heavens all : 
 Thee we bail, thou Prince of heav'n ! 
 
 'Tis thee we hail, thou faithful heart ! 
 Thou thyself to us hast giv'n ! 
 
 All hail our better part ! 
 4 
 Worthy is the holy Lamb, 
 
 Pre-eminence is giv'n 1 
 Greatly glorious is his name, 
 
 Above the highest heav'n ! 
 Yet he names on us his name, 
 
 And boldly owns the brotherhood ; 
 Calls us brethren without shame, 
 
 And us presents to God. 
 
 HYMN 54. L. M. 
 
 O THOU, in whom the Gentiles trust, 
 Thou only holy, only just ; 
 O tune our souls to praise thy name, 
 Jesus ! unchangeable, the same ! 
 
 2 
 Glory to thee, auspicious Lamb ! 
 Thou holy Lord, thou great I Am ! 
 With all our pow'rs thy grace we bless ; 
 Our joy, our peace, our righteousness ! 
 
 3 
 Live, ever glorious Jesus ! live, 
 Worthy all blessings to receive ! 
 Worthy on high enthron'd to sit, 
 With ev'ry pow'r beneath thy feet ! 
 
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 Blessings forever on the Lamb, 
 Who bore the curse for sinful man ; 
 Let angels sound the secred name, 
 And ev'ry creature say, Amen, 
 
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 HYMN 55. C. M. 
 
 JL O our Redeemer's glorious name, 
 
 Awake the sacred song ! 
 O may his love (immortal flame !) 
 Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 
 2 
 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? 
 
 What mortal tongue display ? 
 Imagination's utmost stretch 
 In wonder dies away. 
 3 
 He left his radiant throne on high ; 
 
 Left the bright realms of bliss, 
 And came to earth to bleed and die !— 
 Was ever love like this ! 
 4 
 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to thee ; 
 May ev'ry heart with rapture say, 
 The Saviour dy'd for me. 
 5 
 O may the sweet, the blissful theme ' 
 
 Fill ev'ry heart and tongue ; 
 Till strangers love thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song. 
 
 HYMN 56. C. M. 
 
 A IS not the law of ten commands 
 On holy Sinai giv'n, 
 Or sent to men by Moses' hands, 
 Can bring us safe to heav'n. 
 2 
 'Tis not the blood which Aaron spilt. 
 Nor smoke of sweetest smell, 
 
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 Can buy a pardon for our guitt, 
 
 Or save our souls from hell. 
 3 
 Aaron the priest resigns his breath, 
 
 At God's immediate will, 
 And in the desart yields to death, 
 
 Upon th' appointed hill. 
 4 
 And thus on Jordan's yonder side 
 
 The tribes of Israel stand, 
 While Moses bow'd his head and dy'd 
 
 Short of the promis'd land. 
 5 
 Israel rejoice, now Joshua* leads, 
 
 He'll bring your tribes to rest ; 
 So far the Saviour's name exceeds 
 
 The ruler and the priest. 
 
 HYMN 57. C. M. 
 
 H.ARK the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promis'd long ! 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, 
 
 And ev'ry voice a song. 
 2 
 On him, the spirit, largely pour'd, 
 
 Exerts its sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love. 
 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 3 
 He comes, the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held ; 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 Joshua, the same with Jesus, and signifies a Saviour. 
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 4 
 He comes, from thickest films of vice, 
 
 To clear the mental ray ; 
 And on the eye oppress'd with night, 
 
 To pour celestial day. 
 5 
 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 And, with the treasures of his grace, 
 
 T'- in rich the humble poor. 
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 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And Heav'n's eternal arches ring 
 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 HYMN 58. C. M, 
 
 A HE true Messiah now appears, 
 
 The types are all withdrawn ; 
 So fly the shadows and' the stars 
 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 2 
 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs< 
 
 Nor kid nor bullock slain ; 
 Incense and spice of costly names 
 
 Would all be burnt in vain. 
 3 
 Aaron miust lay his robes away, 
 
 His mitre and his vest, 
 When God himself comes down to be 
 
 The ofFring and the priest. 
 4 
 He took our mortal flesh to show 
 
 The wonders of his love ; 
 For us he paid his life below. 
 
 And prays for us above* 
 
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 HYMN 59. L. M. 
 
 _T HE lands, that long in darkness lay, 
 Now have beheld a heav'nly light ; 
 Nations, which sat in death's cold shade, 
 Are bless'd with beams divinely bright. 
 
 2 
 The virgin's promis'd son is born ; 
 Behold th' expected child appear : 
 What shall his names or titles be ? 
 The Wonderful, the Counsellor. 
 
 3 
 This infant is the mighty God, 
 Come to be suckled and ador'd ; 
 Th' eternal. Father, Prince of Peace, 
 The son of David, and his Lord. 
 
 4 
 The government of earth and &eas 
 Upon his shoulders shall be laid ; 
 His wide dominion still increase, 
 And honours to his name be paid. 
 
 5 
 Jesus, the holy child, shall sit 
 High on his father David's throne ; 
 Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, 
 And reign to ages yet unknown. 
 
 HYMN 60. L. M. 
 
 -OEHOLD the woman's promis'd seed 1 
 Behold the great Messiah come ! 
 Behold the prophets all agreed 
 To give him the superior room ! 
 
 2 
 Abrah'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old 
 When visions of the Lord he saw : 
 
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 Moses, the man of God, foretold 
 This great Fulfiller of his law. 
 
 3 
 The types bore witness to his name, 
 Obtain'd their chief design and ceas'd j 
 The incense, and the bleeding lamb, 
 The ark, the altar, and the priest. 
 
 4 
 Predictions in abundance meet, 
 To join their blessings on his head ; 
 Jesus, we worship at thy feet, 
 And nations own the promis'd seed. 
 
 HYMN 61. P. M. 
 
 ^URE thy name is Wonderful 
 
 Counsellor, the mighty God, 
 Whom the heavenly hosts adore, 
 
 Praise we through the earth abroad, 
 2 
 Thou the Godhead bearing down 
 
 To the sight of mortal man, 
 Flesh in form, and God in pow'r, 
 
 Suited art to all thy plan. 
 
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 Center'd in thy lovely face, 
 
 Judgment, mercy, both appear ; 
 AH the Father's honour meets, 
 
 All his glory triumphs here. 
 4 
 Thou that Prophet art and King, 
 
 Thou the Priest foretold to rise ; 
 Thou the sacrificer art, 
 
 Thou too art the sacrifice. 
 5 
 Lamb of God, that once was slain, - 
 
 Bleeding on the painful tree*, 
 
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 Risen and ascended high, 
 
 We adore thy majesty. 
 6 
 Wonderful art thou in pow'r, 
 
 Wonderful art thou in love ; 
 Be thou all our theme below, 
 
 Be thou all our heav'n above ! 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 ©EE, O my soul, with wonder see ! 
 
 Avi-ay'd in flesh, thy God, 
 Cloth'd with my whole humanity, 
 
 And deeply drench'd in blood ! 
 2 
 My flesh, my blood, and bone espous'd ; 
 
 (O the amazing plan !) 
 From nature's death and darkness rous'd, 
 
 When God became a man. 
 3 
 My frame, once pure, was marr'd and harmMj 
 
 Between his hands quite spoil'd ; 
 But now a nobler vessel form'd, 
 
 When God became a child. 
 4 
 At Bethl'em was my purer birth, 
 
 The virgin mother mine, 
 His lieav'n married to my earth, 
 
 In Christ the man divine. 
 
 HYMN 63. P. M. 
 
 W HEN God would prove his love 
 
 To all the ruin'd race, 
 Descending from above, 
 
 As full of truth and grace, 
 He join'd our nature to his own. 
 And sav'd us in himself aldhe. 
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 2 
 Tbe work he well perform'd 
 
 In love he came to do ; 
 The pow'rs of hell he storm'd, 
 
 And drove th' infernal crew ; 
 O'er death itself victorious rose, 
 Triumphant over all our foes. 
 
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 Hail, dear almighty King ! 
 
 We praise thee for thy grace ; 
 Thy victories we sing, 
 
 Thou Prince of life and peace ; 
 To thee eternal praise is due, 
 Who by thyself mad'st all things new. 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. 
 
 MORTALS awake, with Angels join, 
 
 And chaunt the solemn lay ; 
 Joy, love and gratitude combine 
 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 2 
 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 
 3 
 Swift through the vast expanse it flies, 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd ; 
 The theme, the song, the joy was great, 
 
 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
 4 
 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 
 And angels flew with ^ager joy 
 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
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 5 
 Hark 1 the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song : 
 Good will and peace are heard throughout 
 
 Th' harmonious, heav'nly throng. 
 6 
 Hail, Prince of Life, for over hail ! 
 
 Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! 
 Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 HYMN 65. CM. 
 
 W HAT condescending grace and love 
 
 Did Christ for us display, 
 Who left the glorious worlds above, 
 
 To dwell in mortal clay ! 
 2 
 He not th' angelic form assum'd, 
 
 Nor the celestial frame : 
 Though angels nobler natures boast, 
 
 And boast a nobler name. 
 3 
 Behold, of Abrah'm's faithful seed 
 
 The great Redeemer born ; 
 See him, in mortal flesh appear, 
 
 Our nature to adorn ! 
 4 
 It well the Saviour's love became, 
 
 A human form to wear, 
 That he might thus our guilt atone, 
 
 And our transgressions bear. 
 5 
 Jesus, our merciful High Priest, 
 
 Inflam'd with love divine, 
 Redeem'd his people with his blood, 
 
 And did his life resign. 
 
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 6 
 Then to the throne of sov'reign grace.. 
 
 Let us with joy draw near, 
 That we may gain a rich supply ; 
 
 For all we want is there. 
 
 HYMN 66. L. M. 
 
 X HE Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim 
 His birth : the nations learn his name ; 
 An unknown star directs the road 
 Of eastern sages to their God. 
 
 2 
 All ye bright armies of the skies, 
 Go, worship where the Saviour lies j 
 Angels and kings before him bow, 
 Those gods on high and gods below. 
 
 3 
 Let idols totter to the ground, 
 And their own worshippers confound ; 
 But Judah shout, but Sion sing, 
 And earth confess her sov'reign King. 
 
 HYMN 67. C. M. 
 
 HOW strange the tidings, how profound ! 
 
 That God a man should be ; 
 In servant's form the Lord was found, 
 
 To make us servants free. 
 2 
 Our Father lov'd us worms so well, 
 
 He put our nature on, 
 And thus became Immanuel, 
 
 The Father and the Son. 
 3 
 He finish'd what his love began, 
 
 For Adam's ruin'd race ; 
 
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 We see the God shine through the man, 
 
 In dear Imman'el's face. 
 4 
 This sacred unity maintains 
 
 Our constant peace with God : 
 Our sins aton'd for by his pains, 
 
 His sorrow, and his blood. 
 
 HYMN 68. C. M. 
 
 iY WAKE, awake the sacred song 
 
 To our incarnate Lord ; 
 Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue 
 
 Adore th' eternal word. 
 2 
 That awful word, that sov'reign pow'r. 
 
 By whom the worlds were made ; 
 (O happy morn ! illustrious hour !) 
 
 Was once in flesh array'd ! 
 3 
 Then shone almighty pow'i*and love 
 
 In all their glorious forms : 
 When Jesus left the throne above 
 
 To dwell with sinful worms. 
 4 
 To dwell with misery below, 
 
 The Saviour left the skies ; 
 And sunk to wretchedness and woe, 
 
 That worthless man might rise. 
 5 
 Adoring angels tun'd their songs 
 
 To hail the joyful day ; 
 With rapture then, let mortal tongues 
 
 Their grateful worship pay. 
 
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 6 
 What glory, Lord, to thee is due 1 
 
 With wonder we adore ; 
 But could we sing as angels do, 
 
 Our highest praise were poor. 
 
 HYMN 69. C. M. 
 
 W hile shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And glory shone around. 
 2 
 ■" Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread 
 
 Had seiz'd their troubled mind ;) 
 Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 3 
 To you, in David's town, this day 
 
 Is born of David's line, 
 A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ! 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 4 | 
 The heav'nly Babe you there shall find, 
 
 To human view display'd, 
 All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, . 
 And in a manger laid." 
 5 
 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a shining throng 
 Of Angels, praising God, who thus 
 Address'd their joyful song : 
 6 
 « All Glory be to God on high, 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men 
 Begin, and never cease." 
 
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 HYMN 70. P. M. 
 
 W E celebrate the praise, to day. 
 Of Godhead manifest in clay, 
 
 And of a woman born ! 
 The promis'd Son to us is giv'n, 
 The glories of indulgent heav'n 
 
 Our nature doth adorn. 
 2 
 Let it be told in distant lands, 
 How softly wrapt in swaddling bands, 
 
 And in a manger laid, 
 Was he, whom we with joy confess, 
 The glorious Lord, our righteousness ! 
 
 Born of the favour'd maid. 
 
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 Long did the saints with ardour sigh 
 To see his day, and thus did cry, 
 
 " Desire of nations come :" 
 More bless 'd are we who see and prove, 
 The fulness of the Father's love 
 
 The state of man assume. 
 4 
 The Lord himself hath giv'n the sign 
 Of richest grace and love divine, 
 
 Promis'd of old to man ; 
 How that a virgin should conceive ; 
 The wond'rous tidings we believe, 
 
 And praise her first born son. 
 
 HYMN 71. P. M. 
 
 -H-ARK ! the herald angels sing 
 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild- 
 God and sinners reconcil'd, 
 
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 "" 2 
 
 Joyful all ye nations rise, 
 
 Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
 
 Nature rise and worship him, 
 
 Who is born at Bethlehem. 
 3 
 
 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, 
 
 Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 
 Late in time behold him come, 
 
 Offspring of the virgin's womb. 
 
 4 
 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see, 
 Hail th' incarnate Deity ! 
 Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, 
 Jesus' our Immanuel here. 
 
 5 
 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace ! 
 Hail the Son of Righteousness ! 
 Light and life around he brings, 
 Ris'n with healing in his wings. 
 
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 Mild he lays his glory by, 
 Born that men no more may die j 
 Born to raise the sons of eartfi ; 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 
 HYMN 72. P. M. 
 
 J-iET all the nations of the earth 
 Sing of the great Redeemer's birth ! 
 
 That once-despised man : 
 O how immense the mystery ! 
 The Father of eternity 
 
 Contracted to a span. 
 2 
 The fallen sons of men he took, 
 As members written in his book, 
 
 And did our state assume. 
 
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 That we with him, from sin set free, 
 Pure, holy, undcfiTd, might be, 
 
 And thus to glory come. 
 3 
 Lo ! then a man was born again, 
 Exempt from Adam's dreadful stain, 
 
 And fully meet for heav'n ; 
 With him the fallen sons of earth 
 Are born of God, this their new birth, 
 
 Which grace to them has giv'n. 
 4 
 With Angel hosts we join to sing 
 The praises of our new born King, 
 
 Our God incarnate bless ; 
 Whose holy, strange, mysterious birth, 
 Brought heav'nly joys to sons of earth, 
 
 With peace and righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 73. P. M. 
 
 A RISE, and hail the happy day ; 
 Cast all low cares of life away, 
 
 And thought of meaner things : 
 This day to cure our deadly woes, 
 The Sun of Righteousness arose, 
 
 With healing in his wings. 
 2 
 If angels, on that happy morn 
 The Saviour of the world was born, 
 
 Pour'd forth their joyful songs ; 
 Much more should we of human race. 
 Adore the wonders of his grace 
 
 To whom that grace belongs. 
 3 
 O then let heav'n and earth rojoice. 
 Let ev'ry creature join his voice, 
 
 To hymn the happy day ; 
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 "W hen satan's empire vanquish'd fell, 
 And all t>»t pow'rs of death and hell 
 Confess'd his sov'reign sway. 
 
 HYMN 74. P. M. 
 
 C^OME. join with angel hosts to cry, 
 Glory to God, to God on high j 
 
 Peace on rebellious earth ; 
 To man good will abounds from heav'n ; 
 The proof of all is richly giv'n 
 
 In Christ's mysterious birth ! 
 2 
 What things are these which angels say ? 
 A Saviour born ! yea, born to day, 
 
 In David's native town : 
 A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
 For so declares the heav'nly word ; 
 
 Hear, wonder, and bow down ! 
 3 
 The wonderful, the holy chBd, 
 The everlasting Father styl'd, 
 
 The mighty God art thou ; 
 The Counsellor, the Prince of peace, 
 Whose glorious kingdom ne'er shall cease, 
 
 Nor wars, nor tumults know. 
 4 
 The cloud on our nativity 
 Dispels in this thy mystery, 
 
 Thou holy, undefil'd : 
 Our sinful nature's born again 
 In this thy birth, without a stain, 
 
 And can no more be spoil'd. 
 
 HYMN 75. P. M. 
 
 O SIGHT of anguish ! view it near- 
 What weeping innocence is here, 
 A manger for his bed I 
 
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 The brutes yield refuge to his woe ; 
 Men, the worse brutes, no pity show, 
 
 Nor give him friendly aid. 
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 Did he, that infant bath'd in tears, 
 Call into form the rolling spheres ? 
 
 Did seraphs wait his nod ? 
 Helpless he calls — but man delays : 
 The moral chaos disobeys, 
 
 This offspring of a God. 
 
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 Say, radiant seraphs thron'd in light, 
 Did love e'er tow'r so high a flight ? 
 
 Or glory sink so low ? 
 This wonder angels scarce declare, 
 Angels the rapture scarce can bear, 
 
 Or equal thanks bestow. 
 4 
 Redemption ! 'tis a boundless theme ; 
 Thou boundless Mind, our hearts inflame 
 
 With ardour from above : 
 Words are but faint — let joy express ; 
 Vain is mere joy — Men, Angels bless 
 
 This prodigy of love. 
 
 HYMN 76. C. M. 
 
 J OY to the world ! the Lord is come ; 
 
 Let earth receive her King : 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, 
 
 And Heav'n and nature sing. 
 
 2 
 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains 
 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
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 3 
 
 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He conies to make his blessings flow 
 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 4 
 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 HYMN 77. P. M. 
 
 &EE, my soul, with wonder see 
 Th' incarnate Deily : 
 Human nature he assumes, 
 He to ransom sinners comes. 
 He was not conceiv'd in sin, 
 He was infinitely clean ; 
 Him no sinful spot disguis'd, 
 Yet, lo ! he was circumcis'd. 
 
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 He fulfilPd all righteousness, 
 Standing in our legal place, 
 From the cradle to the cross, 
 All he did he did for us. 
 He did all our woes retrieve, 
 He expir'd that we might live : 
 By his stripes our wounds are heal'd? 
 By his blood our peace is seal'd. 
 
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 Jesus' pain procures our ease ; 
 Jesus' death is our release ; 
 Jesus' cross obtains our crown ; 
 Jesus' sepulchre our throne, 
 
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 In thy righteousness array'd, 
 Let us triumph and be glad ; 
 Let us walk with thee in white, 
 'Till we see thy face in light. 
 
 HYMN 78. C. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 THIS is the fast that I will choose, 
 
 The burdens to undo ; 
 The bands of wickedness to loose, 
 
 And let the pris'ner go : 
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 Let such, who are oppress'd, be freed ; 
 
 Break ev'ry yoke in twain, 
 Gladly supply the brethren's need, 
 
 And thus allay their pain : 
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 To hungry souls to deal thy bread, 
 
 Nor thrust them from thy door, 
 But in thine house a table spread, 
 
 For all the cast-out poor : 
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 To all the naked cov'ring give, 
 
 Their drooping hearts refresh ; 
 Nor hide thyself, whilst thou dost live 
 
 From those who're thine own flesh. 
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 Attentive to the heav'nly word 
 
 We stand convicted deep, 
 That we ourselves, before the Lord, 
 
 This fast can never keep : 
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 But up we look unto our Head, 
 
 Jesus the fast hath kept ; 
 And us in him through all he did, 
 
 The Father doth accept, 
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 PART SECOND. 
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 Christ kept the fast, which God did choose ; 
 
 Our burdens did undo ; 
 Our bands of wickedness did loose, 
 
 And let us pris'ners go : 
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 From sin's oppression us he freed, 
 
 Brake ev'ry yoke in twain, 
 Gladly supply'd his brethren's need, 
 
 And sav'd us from hell's pain. 
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 To us he deals the living bread, 
 
 Nor thrusts us from his door ; 
 But to his house, and table spread, 
 
 He brings us cast-out poor. 
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 Cloth'd with the labours of his cross, 
 
 He did our hearts refresh ; 
 Nor did lie hide himself from us, 
 
 But calls us his own flesh. 
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 Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail ! 
 
 All hail, thou first and last ! 
 O'er all our foes we shall prevail, 
 
 For thou hast kept the fast. 
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 Complete in thee, our dearest Lord, 
 
 Thy works as ours are known : 
 We now encourag'd by thy word, 
 
 Conclude thy fast's our own. 
 
 HYMN 79. L. M. 
 
 BEHOLD the blind their sight rec 
 Behold, the dead awake and live ! 
 
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 The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame 
 Leap like the hart, and bless his name 1 
 
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 Thus doth th' eternal spirit own 
 And seal the mission of his Son ; 
 The Father vindicates his cause, 
 While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 
 
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 He dies ! the heav'ns in mourning stood ; 
 He rises, and appears to God ! 
 Behold the Lord ascending high, 
 No more to bleed, no more to die. 
 
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 Hence and forever from my heart 
 I bid my doubts and fears depart ; 
 And to those hands my soul resign, 
 Which bear credentials so divine. 
 
 HYMN 80. P.M. 
 
 V E scarlet colour'd sinners come ; 
 Jesus the Lord, invites you home ; 
 
 O whither can you go ? 
 What ! are your crimes of crimson hue ? 
 His promise is for ever true, 
 
 He'll wash you white as snow. 
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 Backsliding souls fill'd with your ways, 
 Whose weeping nights and wretched days 
 
 In bitternesss are spent ! 
 Return to Jesus, he'll reveal 
 His lovely face and sweetly heal 
 
 What you so much lament. 
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 Tried souls ! look up — he says 'tis I — 
 He loves you still, but means to try 
 
 If faith will bear the test ; 
 
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 The Lord has giv'n the chiefest good. 
 He shed for you his precious blood ; 
 
 O trust him for the rest ! 
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 Ye tender souls, draw hither too, 
 Ye grateful, highly favour'd few, 
 
 Who feel the debt you owe ;— 
 Press on, the Lord hath more to give ; 
 By faith upon him daily live, 
 
 And you shall find it so. 
 
 HYMN 81. P. M. 
 
 OONS of men, behold from far, 
 Hail the long expected star ; 
 Jacob's star, that gilds the night, 
 Guides bewilder'd nature right. 
 
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 Fear not hence that there shall flow 
 Wars or pestilence below ; 
 Wars are quell'd and tumults cease, 
 As appears the Prince of Peace. 
 
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 Mild he shines on all beneath, 
 Piercing through the shades of death ; 
 Scatt'ring error's wide-spread night, 
 Kindling darkness into light. 
 
 4 
 Nations all, far off and near, 
 Haste to see your God appear ; 
 Haste, for him your hearts prepare, 
 Meet him manifested there. 
 
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 There behold the day spring rise, 
 Pouring eye sight on your eyes ; 
 God in his own light survey, 
 Shining to the perfect day. 
 
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 Sing, ye morning stars again ; 
 God descends on earth to reign ! 
 Deigns for man his life t' employ, 
 Shout, ye sons of God, for joy. 
 
 HYMN 82. C. M. 
 
 XXARK ! 'tis the Saviour of mankind, 
 
 Speaks to his chosen few ; 
 'Tis he who leads the wand'ring blind, 
 
 In ways they could not know. 
 2 
 'Tis he who says, " Go forth, my friends, 
 
 Proclaim my truth to all ; 
 Inform each soul my grace extends 
 
 As wide as Adam's fall. 
 3 
 Tell sinners of the deepest dye, 
 
 That they might life obtain, 
 I chose the cursed death to die, 
 
 And taste infernal pain ! 
 4 
 What though my ransom'd may refuse, 
 
 The message to receive ; 
 And you, the messengers, abuse, 
 
 Yet still I came to save. 
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 Yea, should the tempter still prevail, 
 
 To blind my people's eyes ; 
 In my great day I'll rend the veil 
 
 From all beneath the skies. 
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 Then ev'ry eye shall see the grace, 
 
 You now in faith declare ; 
 And I myself, from ev'ry face, 
 
 Will wipe off ev'ry tear." 
 
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 HYMN 83. S. M, 
 
 AWAKE, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb j 
 Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 
 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
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 Sing of his dying love ; 
 
 Sing of his rising pow'r ; 
 Sing how he intercedes above, 
 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
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 Sing till we feel our hearts 
 
 Ascending with our tongues j 
 Sing till the love of sin departs, 
 
 And grace inspires our songs. 
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 Sing on your heav'nly way, 
 
 Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ; 
 Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day, 
 
 In Christ th' eternal king. 
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 Soon shall ye hear him say, 
 
 " Ye blessed children come ;" 
 Soon will he call you hence away, 
 
 And take his wand'rers home. 
 
 HYMN 84. C. M, 
 
 o AVIOUR of men, and Lord of love, 
 How sweet thy gracious name ! 
 
 With joy that errand we review, 
 On which thy mercy came. 
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 While all thine own angelic bands 
 Stood waiting on the wing, 
 
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 Charm'd with the honour to obey 
 
 Their great, eternal King. 
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 For us— mean, wretched, sinful men— 
 
 Thou laid'st that glory by ; 
 First in our mortal flesh to serve, 
 
 Then in that flesh to die. 
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 Bought with thy service and thy blood, 
 
 We doubly, Lord, are thine : 
 To thee our lives we would devote, 
 
 To thee our death resign. 
 
 HYMN 85. C. M. 
 
 J ESUS, how glorious is thy grace ! 
 
 How excellent thy name ! 
 Unclouded heaven's in thy face. 
 
 Thou venerable Lamb. 
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 Though thou wast rich in righteousness, 
 
 Divinely pure within ; 
 Yet didst thou feel hell's deep distress, 
 
 When made our curse and sin. 
 
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 Though thou wast infinitely high 
 
 And rich, yet didst thou take 
 The deepest shame and poverty, 
 
 And for the sinner's sake : 
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 That, through thy poverty and loss, 
 
 We might be rich and bless'd ; 
 And, by the labours of thy cross, 
 
 Might gain eternal rest. 
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 Our dearest Lord, we bless thy grace? 
 
 Thy wond'rous love admire ; 
 
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 To see the beauties of thy face. 
 
 May all the world desire. 
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 Live, Jesus, live forevermore ; 
 
 Whilst all the sons of God 
 Thy glorious person shall adore, 
 
 And bless thy grace and blood. 
 
 HYMN 86. L. M. 
 
 oO fair a face bedew'd with tears ! 
 What beauty e'en in grief appears ! 
 He wept, he bled, he died for you ; 
 What more, ye saints, could Jesus do. 
 
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 Enthron'd above, with equal glow 
 His warm affections downward flow ; 
 In our distress he bears a part, 
 And feels a sympathetic smart. 
 
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 Still his compassions are the same, 
 He knows the frailty of our frame ; 
 Our heaviest burdens he sustains, 
 Shares in our sorrows, and our pains. 
 
 HYMN 87. C. M. 
 
 J ESUS, thy beauties I explore ! 
 
 Who am a helpless worm j 
 Adoring now and evermore 
 
 Thy crucified form. 
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 When on thy cross, my dearest Lord. 
 
 What love didst thou display ! 
 Eternal annals shall record 
 
 The great uncommon day. 
 
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 My God ! my God ! was then the cry, 
 
 Why hast thou me forsook ? 
 Nature, replying with a sigh, 
 
 In strong convulsions shook. 
 4 
 More marr'd than any man's thy face, 
 
 Thy judgment's took away ; 
 Nor men, nor angels then could trace 
 
 Thy mystery, thy day. 
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 Though satan once did us enslave, 
 
 Now thou hast bruis'd his head ; 
 And in thyself didst fully save 
 
 Thy lov'd, thy royal seed. 
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 Hence everlasting praise belongs 
 
 To thee, our God and King ; 
 Do thou but influence our song, 
 
 And we will ever sing. 
 
 HYMN 88. L.M. 
 
 JjEAR Lamb ! thy humble state we sing, 
 Thy name, thy wounds and blood we praise ; 
 We own thee, infant God, our King, 
 And to thy throne our hearts we raise. 
 
 2 
 Humbled in poverty and pain, 
 Temptation sore, contempt and scorn, 
 The curse of death for to sustain, 
 Was the eternal Father born. 
 
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 Emptied of all, for tort'ring smart, 
 His honour and his judgment lost : 
 Deep, unknown sorrows fill'd his heart, 
 His soul with fierce temptations toss'd. 
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 By this, the everlasting grace, 
 And boundless love of God appears ; 
 By this, we see the Father's face, 
 Where lost are all our sins and fears. 
 
 HYMN 89. L. M. 
 
 ▼V HAT equal honours shall we bring, 
 To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
 When all the notes, that angels sing, 
 Are far inferior to thy name ? 
 
 2 
 Pow'r and dominion are his due, 
 Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar ; 
 Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 
 Though he was charg'd with madness there. 
 
 3 
 All riches are his native right, 
 Yet he sustain'd amazing loss ; 
 To him ascribe eternal might, 
 Who left his weakness on the cross. 
 
 4 
 Honour immortal must be paid, 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
 While glories shine around his head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
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 Blessings forever on the Lamb, 
 Who bare the curse for wretched men 1 
 Let angels sound his sacred name, 
 And ev'ry creature say, Amen. 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. 
 
 JLlEEP in our hearts let us record 
 The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; 
 
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 Behold the rising billows roll, 
 To overwhelm his holy soul. 
 
 2 
 In long complaints he spends his breath, 
 While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death, 
 And all the sons of malice, join 
 To execute their curs'd design. 
 
 3 
 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love 
 Has made the curse a blessing prove ; 
 Those dreadful surf' rings of thy Son, 
 Aton'd for sins which we had done. 
 
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 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
 The honours of thy law restor'd ; 
 His sorrows made thy justice known, 
 And paid for follies not his own. 
 
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 O, for his sake, our guilt forgive, 
 And let the mourning sinner live ! 
 The Lord will hear us in his name, 
 Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. 
 
 HYMN 91. L. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 LAMB ! my Lord, my God, my King, 
 
 1 could for ever speak of thee ! 
 
 Thy suff 'rings and thy conquests sing, 
 O ! the dear Lamb who died for me. 
 
 2 
 What sufferings didst not thou sustain ! 
 From chains and bonds my soul to free ; 
 What horrors, grief, and unknown pain I 
 O ! the dear Lamb, who felt for me. 
 
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 3 
 At supper with thy family, 
 The pains of wrath caught hold on thee ; 
 Then the important hour drew nigh, 
 That my dear Lamb should die for me. 
 
 4 
 When to the garden he withdrew, 
 How sore amaz'd and griev'd was he, 
 Beyond what mortals ever knew ; 
 O ! that dear Lamb who griev'd for me. 
 
 5 
 Prostrate himself, he humbly lays ; 
 Great ruddy drops of sweat I see 
 Fall from him whilst he weeps and prays-: 
 O that dear Lamb who pray'd for me. 
 
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 They buffeted my Lord and God ; 
 Yea, on thy cheek, O Christ, smote thee., 
 The Judge of Israel, with a rod ; 
 O I that dear Lamb, thus smote for me. 
 
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 Revil'd, and scourg'd, spit on, abus'd, 
 Condemned to the fatal tree, 
 Of all that's vile and base, accus'd ; 
 O ! that dear Lamb, accus'd for me. 
 
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 The cross they on his shoulders lay ; 
 To bear the same the Lamb was free, 
 Until, oppress'd he faints away ; 
 O ! the dear Lamb who faints for me. 
 
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 They nail'd him to the tort'ring wood ; 
 His pierced hands and feet I see ; 
 From every wound fresh streams of blood ; 
 Q ! the dear Lamb, who bled for me. 
 
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 They lift him high upon the cross, 
 Naked in blood, that all might see ; 
 Whilst Angels gaze, and bow, and blush ; 
 
 ! that dear Lamb accurs'd for me. 
 
 HYMN 92. L. M. 
 
 JM Y song shall be of him who died 
 Upon the mount of Calvary « 
 His name, his blood, and nought beside 
 Shall be my theme eternally. 
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 1 view him in his infant form, 
 Poor, helpless, in a manger laid ; 
 To rescue me, a worthless worm, 
 Th* eternal Word my flesh was made. 
 
 3 
 Despis'd and friendless was the Lamb, 
 Abased to a low degree, 
 Refus'd by all with scorn and shame, 
 That he our faithful Friend might be. 
 
 4 
 Mark how he loves his blood bought friends ! 
 When in his greatest agony 
 He pleads for them, he them defends, 
 They're as the apple of his eye. 
 
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 For when the multitude came on 
 To drag him to the painful tree ; 
 " Whom seek ye ?" (said the Holy One) 
 " If me you seek, the children free." 
 
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 When thus accepted, in our stead, 
 Justice the sinner did release, 
 And for the members smote the Head, 
 Chastis'd him for our breach of peace. 
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 HYMN 93. P. M. 
 
 H. AIL, Jesus, perfect God and Man, 
 Sole Author of Salvation's plan ; 
 
 Thou felt'st our misery : 
 Perfect, through sufferings, thou wast made ; 
 The members, perfect as their head, 
 
 With joy, salvation cry. 
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 Obedient to thy blood and death, 
 Obedient to th' inspiring breath, 
 
 Are all our inward pow'rs : 
 Thy body we ; in thee belov'd : 
 Thy sorrows hath our joy improv'd ; 
 
 Eternal life is ours. 
 
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 Barr'd is the way to happiness ; 
 
 The mind kept back from perfect peace, 
 
 Until the Saviour's known : 
 Known as a man, yet God with us, 
 Who bear our mis'ries on the cross, 
 
 And made them all his own. 
 
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 Hence, on the pinions of thy love, 
 I soar from earth to dwell above, 
 
 Where thou hast led the way : 
 Whilst heights of bliss my soul surprise, 
 Thy wounded form still bids me rise 
 
 To brighter, brighter day. 
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 I welcome ev'ry state with thee, 
 Since thou wilt my companion be, 
 
 Through all this field of blood : 
 Thy life preserves my heaven sure, 
 Thou shalt be now and evermore 
 
 My Jesus, and my God. 
 
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 HYMN 94. L. M. 
 
 1 IS finished ! loud the echo sounds, 
 Our ransom price is fully paid ; 
 The Father's pleas'd to see those wounds, 
 Where sin is slain, and vengeance staid. 
 
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 His lifeless body drain'd of blood, 
 Then was fulfill'd the faithful word, 
 Spoken of old by men of God, 
 How nature spoil'd should be restor'd ; 
 
 3 
 'Twas done ! when radiant he arose 
 Triumphant over death and hell ; 
 Then in him rose the darling spouse, 
 With him in all his bliss to dwell. 
 
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 God's royal clothing now are we, 
 And he hath mark'd us with his name, 
 Together with the Son made free, 
 Forever perfect without blame : 
 
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 One life, one joy, with him we have : 
 Whilst in this world's bewilder'd maze, 
 We nothing more desire or crave, 
 Incessantly we Jesus praise. 
 
 HYMN 95. C. M. 
 
 J. HUS saith the Ruler of the skies, 
 " Awake, my dreadful sword ; 
 
 Awake, my wrath, and smite the man, 
 My fellow," saith the Lord. 
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 Vengeance receiv'd the dread command, 
 And, armed, down she flies ; 
 
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 Jesus submits t' his Father's hand, 
 
 And bows his head and dies. 
 3 
 But O the wisdom and the grace 
 
 That join with vengeance now ! 
 He dies to save our guilty race, 
 
 And yet he rises too. 
 4 
 A person so divine was he, 
 
 Who yieldedto be slain, 
 That he could give his soul away, 
 
 And take his life again. 
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 « Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high," 
 
 Let ev'ry nation sing ; 
 And angels sound, with endless joy, 
 
 The Saviour and the King. 
 
 HYMN 06. L. M, 
 
 "WORTHY is Christ, our Paschal Lamb, 
 Who bow'd his head, and bore our shame, 
 On God's eternal throne to reign : 
 For he for us, for us, was slain. 
 
 2 
 For ev'ry people, land, and tongue, 
 He calls his royal, conqu'ring throng ; 
 Let all thy hosts, thy grace confess, 
 And call thee, Lord, our Righteousness. 
 
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 We praise thee, thou whose spirit rests 
 On us thy kings, on us thy priests : 
 Redeem'd to banquet with our God, 
 And bought, and ransom'd by his blood. 
 
 4 
 Let ev'ry spirit now with thee, 
 And all on earth and all on sea, 
 
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 Thy "wisdom bless, and fill thy throne 
 With worship due to thee alone. 
 
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 Be pow'r and riches ever thine ! 
 And strength and majesty divine ! 
 By ev'ry creature reign ador'd, 
 The only, everlasting Lord. 
 
 HYMN 97. S. M. 
 
 W HEN all mankind corrupt, 
 
 Did from their Maker stray, 
 Pursuing each the fatal road, 
 
 That to destruction lay : 
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 With pity most divine, 
 
 From his bright throne above, 
 Did Jesus graciously descend, 
 
 Borne on the wings of love. 
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 Involv'd in guilt he found 
 
 The whole apostate race ; 
 Where sin and guilt did most abound, 
 
 Still more abounds his grace. 
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 While heirs of wrath we stood, 
 
 To death and heli a prey ; 
 To ransom sinners with his blood, 
 
 He gave his life away. 
 
 HYMN 98. P. M. 
 
 J ESUS, and him crucify'd, 
 Is mine, I want no more ; 
 
 In his wounds I'm deep inlaid ; 
 My name there standeth sure ; 
 
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 I am his, and he is mine ; 
 
 My root is in the promis'd land ; 
 I'm a branch of the true vine, 
 
 The plant of God's right hand. 
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 In the Lamb, my fallow ground 
 
 Was plough'd with painful toil, 
 That which did with thorns abound 
 
 Is now a nobler soil : 
 Christ's the soil that's rich and good ; 
 
 In him the lov'd plantation grows ; 
 Water'd by his heav'nly blood, 
 
 Its merit always flows. 
 
 HYMN 99. P. M. 
 
 -M Y dear Master, Jesus Christ, 
 
 For peace to thee I fly ; 
 In the Saviour, I am blest 
 
 To all eternity : 
 Free from care, and sin, and strife, 
 
 I rest in my dear bridegroom's love ! 
 Ever living in that life, 
 
 Which Jesus lives above. 
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 O ! the heights of Jesus' grace, 
 
 Which I so richly view ; 
 Saviour, in thy lov'd embrace, 
 
 Are blessings ever new : 
 Blessings, constant as the day, 
 
 Flow from that wounded heart of thine ; 
 All the force of words can't say 
 
 How glorious, how divine. 
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 Patient he the cross endur'd, 
 
 Did all the shame despise, 
 Well he knew and was assur'd, 
 
 This bloody sacrifice 
 
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 Should his children all complete 
 
 Id spotless truth and purity ; 
 This the joy before him set 
 
 When he engag'd to die. 
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 Here my sin and curse was drown'd, 
 
 Redemption here obtain'd ; 
 Here the peace, once lost, was found, 
 
 And life eternal gain'd : 
 Deuel upon the cross, in him, 
 
 Atonement for my sin I see, 
 Weeping from each lifeless limb 
 
 For enemies, for me. 
 
 HYMN 100. P. M. 
 
 CxLORY unto Jesus be, 
 From the curse he set us free ; 
 All our guilt on him was laid, 
 He the ransom fully paid. 
 
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 All his glorious work is done, 
 God's well pleased in his Son ; 
 For he rais'd him from the dead, 
 And he reigns his church's Head. 
 
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 His redeem'd his praise shout forth, 
 Ever glorying in his worth ; 
 Angels sing around the throne,- 
 " Thou art worthy ! Thou alone !" 
 
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 He will soon return again, 
 And his saints with him shall reign ; 
 In this hope they joyful say, 
 " Come, Lord Jesus— come away." 
 
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 HYMN 101. S. M. 
 
 W HAT grace and love divine, 
 Did Jesus manifest ! 
 Oh ! may the pure celestial flame 
 Inspire his follVers' breast ! 
 
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 Though in the form of God, 
 With glory bright array'd : 
 That glory, which he wore above, 
 For us aside he laid. 
 
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 Himself he humbled low, 
 And took our mortal frame : 
 The Prince of heav'n, the Lord of life, 
 A servant once became. 
 
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 Obedient unto death, 
 Lo ! he the cross sustains ! 
 To free us from almighty wrath, 
 And everlasting pains. 
 
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 Let ev'ry tongue confess 
 Christ the adored Lord ; 
 And join.to sing his wond'rous grace, 
 Ye saints, with sweet accord. 
 
 HYMN 102. L. M. 
 
 oTRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviour dies I 
 Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
 See, from his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 
 
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 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound •; 
 
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 The vital stream, how free it flows, 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 
 
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 To suffer in the traitor's place, 
 To die for man, surprising grace ! 
 Yet pass rebellious angels by — 
 O, why for man, dear Saviour, why ? 
 
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 And did&t thou bleed, for sinners bleed 
 And could the sun behold the deed ? 
 No, he withdrew his sick'ning ray, 
 And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 
 
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 Can I survey this scene of woe, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow ; 
 And yet my heart unmov'd remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain ? 
 
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 Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impart, 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; 
 Till all its pow'rs and passions move 
 In melting grief, and ardent love. 
 
 HYMN 103. L. M. 
 
 JN O more, dear Saviour, will I boast 
 Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause : 
 The world hath all its glories lost, 
 Amid the triumphs of thy cross. 
 
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 In ev'ry feature of thy face, 
 Beauty her fairest charms displays ; 
 Truth, wisdom, majesty and grace 
 Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. 
 
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 Thy wealth, the pow'r of thought transcends, 
 'Tis vast, immense and all divine : 
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 Thine empire, Lord, o'er worlds extends ; 
 The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 
 
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 Yet, (O how marvellous the sight !) 
 I see thee on a cross expire ; 
 Thy Godhead veil'd in sable night ; 
 And angels from the scene retire. 
 
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 But, why from these sad scenes retreat ; 
 Why with your wings your faces hide r 
 He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, 
 As when he bow'd his head and dy'd. 
 
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 The indignation of a God 
 On him avenging justice hurl'd : 
 Beneath the weight he firmly stood. 
 And nobly sav'd a falling world. 
 
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 These triumphs of stupendous grace 
 Surprise, rejoice andanelt my heart ; 
 Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, 
 Nor would I ever thence depart ! 
 
 HYMN 104. L. M. 
 
 JlXE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 
 
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 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
 For him who groan 'd beneath your load ! 
 He shed a thousand drops for you ! 
 A thousand drops of richest blood ! 
 
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 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
 
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 But lo 1 what sudden joys We see ! 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again 1 
 
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 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 
 The tomb in vain forbids his rise ! 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies ! 
 
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 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 How high our Great Deliv'rer reigns ! 
 Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
 And led the monster, death, in chains : 
 
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 Say, " Live for ever, wond'rous King !" 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save ; 
 Then ask the monster — " Where's thy sting ? 
 And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ?" 
 
 HYMN 105. C. M. 
 
 x ONDER — amazing sight ! — I see 
 
 Th' incarnate Son of God 
 Expiring on the accursed tree. 
 And welt'ring in his blood. 
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 Behold, a purple torrent run 
 
 Down from his hands and head ! 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun ; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
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 The trembling earth, the darken'd sky, 
 
 Proclaim the truth aloud ! 
 And with the amaz'd centurion cry, 
 
 "This is the Son of God." 
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 So great, so vast a sacrifice 
 
 May well my hope revive : 
 
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 If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, 
 
 The sinner sure may live. 
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 O, that these cords of love divine, 
 
 Might draw me, Lord, to thee ! 
 Thou hast my heart, it shall be thine—- 
 
 Thine it shall ever be ! 
 
 HYMN 106. P. M. 
 
 1l ES, the Redeemer rose ; 
 
 The Saviour left the dead ; 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 
 High rais'd his conqu'ring head : 
 In wild dismay 
 The guards around 
 Fall to the ground, 
 And sink away. 
 2 
 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 
 In full assembly^ meet, 
 To wait his high commands, 
 - And worship at his feet : 
 Joyful they come, 
 And wing their way 
 From realms of day 
 To Jesus' tomb. 
 3 
 Then back to heav'n they fly, 
 
 The joyful news to bear : 
 Hark ! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air ! 
 Their anthems say, 
 " Jesus who bled 
 Hath left the dead ; 
 He rose to day." 
 
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 Ye mortals, catch the sound, 
 
 Redeem'd by him from hell ; 
 \nd send the echo round 
 The globe on which you dwell : 
 Transported cry, 
 " Jesus who bled 
 Hath left the dead 
 No more to die." 
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 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
 
 Who sav'd us with thy blood ; 
 Wide be thy name ador'd, 
 Thou rising, reigning God ! 
 A\*ith thee we rise, 
 With thee we reign, 
 And empires gain 
 Beyond the skies. 
 
 HYMN 107. L. M. 
 
 I_jET us our hearts and voices raise, 
 To sound the mighty Saviour's praise, 
 And sing, he dy'd and lives again 
 For us, the fallen sons of men. 
 
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 He bare our curse, our debt he paid, 
 When all our woes on him were laid ; 
 Our midnight darkness chas'd away, 
 And rais'd us to eternal day. 
 
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 'Tis finish'd, saith the dying God, 
 For man, cry all his wounds and blood 
 Salvation finish'd was for us, 
 In Jesus, bleeding on the cross. 
 
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 He, fainting, felt death's rude divorce. 
 To put his testament in force ; 
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 Wherein to man he did bequeath 
 The labours of his life and death. 
 
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 Quickly he breaks death's feeble chains, 
 And to his throne ascends again ; 
 There sits adorn 'd with wounds and blood, 
 And calls us wand'rers home to God. 
 
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 Let all the sons of Zion sing 
 Unwearied praise to Christ their King. 
 He is our Saviour, God, and we 
 Will sound his name eternally. 
 
 HYMN 108. C. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 v/UR glorious Lord is rk'n indeed ! 
 
 Death, conquer'd, lost its prize ; 
 The grave surrender'd him with speed, 
 
 When he essay'd to rise. 
 2 
 Up rose the Saviour from the dead ! 
 
 Down all opposers fell : 
 Satan, in chains of triumph, led ; 
 
 Trampling on death and hell. 
 3 
 To banish his disciples' fears, 
 
 He prov'd himself alive, 
 By all his wounds and bloody scars ; 
 
 Then did their hearts revive. 
 
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 With them, will we our Lord adore- ; 
 
 For them and us he dy'd : 
 He lives, he lives, and dies no more 
 
 Hence we are justify'd. 
 
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 Nor is our faith, nor preaching vain ; 
 
 Nop in our sins are wc ; 
 Since Christ, our Head, is ris'n again ; 
 
 And, rising, set us free. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
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 Who shall condemn ? lo, Jesus dy'd, 
 
 Yea, rather, lives for us ; 
 He with himself hath crucify'd 
 
 Our sins upon the cross. 
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 Hail, risen Saviour ! thee we hail. 
 
 Who, by Almighty pow'r, 
 Didst over death and hell prevail ; 
 
 We bless the glorious hour. 
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 High, on thy father David's throne, 
 
 Forever live and reign ; 
 Till, by thine own right hand alone, 
 
 Thine ev'ry foe be slain. 
 
 HYMN 109. CM. 
 
 A HE Sun of Righteousness appears, 
 
 To set in blood no more : 
 Adore the scatt'rer of your fears, 
 
 Your rising God adore ! 
 2 
 The saints, when he resign'd his breath, 
 
 Unclos'd their sleeping eyes : 
 He breaks again the bands of death, 
 
 Again the dead arise ! 
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 Alone the dreadful race he ran, 
 
 Alone the wine -press trod : 
 He dy'd and suffer'd as a man, 
 
 He rises as a God. 
 
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 In vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 
 Forbid an early rise 
 To him, who breaks the gates of hell, 
 
 And opens paradise. 
 
 HYMN 110. P. M. 
 
 ALL is hush'd, the battle's o'er ! 
 Darkness reigns in purple gore j 
 Each intelligence intent 
 Trembling waits the great event. 
 
 All are in suspense 
 
 Here I'll stay, nor wander hence, 
 Till the day spring from on high 
 Speaks, who gain'd the victory. 
 
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 See, a gleam of light appears ! 
 Combats now my hope and fears ; 
 Now the heav'nly glory's come ; 
 
 ! who starts from yonder tomb, 
 Cover'd all with blood, 
 
 Pale and wounded ? 'Tis my God ! 
 'Tis the man, who conqu'ring fell, 
 Dying, vanquish'd death and hell ! 
 
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 Heav'nly laurels crown his head ! 
 Sin, and hell, and death are dead ; 
 The old serpent's head is broke ; 
 Heav'n by violence is took. 
 Hail I thou conqu'ring heart ; 
 Thou my new creation art : 
 Hail ! my flesh, and bone and blood ; 
 Hail 1 myself, redeem'd to God. 
 
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 1 in him, and he in me, 
 Perfect one in mystery ; 
 
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 With him, where, and as he is, 
 
 Fully enter'd into bliss : 
 
 There shall I abide, 
 
 In my nature purify 'd : 
 
 Here I enter perfect rest : 
 
 The Father's praise, his King and Priest. 
 
 HYMN 111. P.M. 
 
 LyHRIST the Lord is ris'n to day, 
 Sons of men and angels say, 
 Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
 Sing, ye Heav'ns, and earth reply. 
 
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 Love's redeeming work is done, 
 Fought the fight, the battle's won : 
 Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er, 
 Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 
 
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 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ hath burst the gates of hell : 
 Death in vain forbids his rise, 
 Christ hath open'd paradise. 
 
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 Lives again our glorious King ; 
 " Where, O death, is now thy sting I" 
 Once he dy'd our souls to save ; 
 " Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ?" 
 
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 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
 Following our exalted Head : 
 Made like him, like him we rise, 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
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 What though once we perish'd all, 
 Partners of our parents' fall ; 
 
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 Second life we now receive, 
 In our heav'nly Adam live. 
 
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 Hail the Lord of earth and heav'n ! 
 Praise to thee by both be giv'n ! 
 Thee, we greet triumphant now, 
 Hail ! the Resurrection — Thou. 
 
 HYMN 112. CM. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 AGAIN the Lord of life and light 
 
 Awakes the kindling ray ; 
 Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
 
 And pours increasing' day. 
 2 
 O what a night was that which wrapp'd 
 
 The heathen world in gloom ! 
 O what a sun which broke this day, 
 
 Triumphant from the tomb ! 
 3 
 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung ; 
 Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, 
 
 And praise on ev'ry tongue. 
 4 
 Ten thousand differing lips shall join 
 
 To hail this welcome morn, 
 Which scatter'd blessings from its wings, 
 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 5 
 Jesus, the Friend of human kind, 
 
 With strong compassion mov'd, 
 Descended, like a pitying God, 
 
 To save the souls he lov'd. 
 
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 The pow'rs of darkness leagu'd in vain 
 
 To bind his soul in death ; 
 He shook their kingdom when he fell, 
 
 With his expiring breath. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
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 Our Saviour's conqu'ring chariot wheels 
 
 Ascend the lofty skies ; 
 While broke, beneath his pow'rful cross, 
 
 Death's iron sceptre lies. 
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 Exalted high at God's right hand, 
 
 And Lord of all below, 
 Through him is pard'ning love dispens'd, 
 
 And boundless blessings flow. 
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 And still for erring, guilty man, 
 
 A brother's pity flows ; 
 And still his bleeding heart is touch'd 
 
 With mem'ry of our woes. 
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 To thee, my Saviour, and n*y King, 
 
 Glad homage let me give ;' 
 And stand prepar'd like thee to die, 
 
 With thee that I may live. 
 
 HYMN 113. L.M. 
 
 J.X Jesus who was crueify'd 
 
 Alone we glory and confide ; 
 
 Let ev'ry tongue with joy confess, 
 
 The Lord our strength and righteousness. 
 
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 For us redemption to obtain, 
 The spotless Lamb of God was slain ; 
 
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 Saints triumph in his glorious name, 
 Who by his death our foes o'ercame. 
 
 3 
 To banish all our griefs and fears, 
 For us the great High Priest appears ; 
 Jesus that suffer'd in our stead, 
 Forever lives our cause to plead. 
 
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 Behold, enthron'd at God's right hand, 
 Our powerful Intercessor stand ! 
 The Father's reconciled face 
 Our joyful souls with rapture trace. 
 
 HYMN 114. CM. 
 
 HOSANNA to the Prince of light, 
 
 That cloth'd himself in clay ; 
 Enter'd the iron gates of death, 
 
 And tore the bars away. 
 2 
 Death is no more the king of dread, 
 
 Since our Immanucl rose ; 
 He took the tyrant's sting away, 
 
 And spoil'd our hellish foes. 
 3 
 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 
 
 To reach his bless'd abode ; 
 Sweet be the accents of your songs 
 
 To our incarnate God. 
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 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings. 
 
 Your sweetest voices raise ; 
 Let heav'n, and all created things, 
 
 Sound our Immanuel's praise. 
 
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 HYMN 115. L.M. 
 
 W HEN I the holy grave survey, 
 Where once my Saviour deign'd to lie ; 
 I see fulfill'd what prophets say, 
 And all the pow'r of death defy. 
 
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 This empty tomb shall now proclaim 
 How weak the bands of conquered death : 
 Sweet pledge, that all who trust his name 
 Shall rise and draw immortal breath ! 
 
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 Our Surety freed, declares -us free, 
 For whose offences he was seiz'd : 
 In his release, our own we see, 
 And shout to view Jehovah pleas'd. 
 
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 Thy risen Lord, my soul behold ! 
 See the rich' diadem he wears ! 
 Thou too shalt bear an harp of gold, 
 To crown thy joy when he appears. 
 
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 Though in the dust I lay my head, 
 Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
 My flesh forever with the dead, 
 Nor lose thy children in the grave. > 
 
 HYMN 116. C. M. 
 
 IjLEST morning, whose young dawning rays 
 
 Beheld our rising God ; 
 That saw him triumph o'er the dust, , 
 
 Ami leave his last abode ! 
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 In the cold prison of a tomb 
 The dear Redeemer lay, 
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 Till the revolving skies had brought 
 
 The third, th' appointed day. 
 3 
 Hell and the grave unite their force 
 
 To hold our God in vain ; 
 The sleeping Conqueror arose 
 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 4 
 To thy great name, almighty Lord, 
 
 These sacred hours we pay, 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 
 The triumph of the day. 
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 Salvation and immortal praise 
 
 To our victorious King ; 
 Let heav'n, and earth, and rocks, and seas, 
 
 With glad hosannas ring. 
 
 HYMN 117. L. M. 
 
 GOD is gone up, our Lord and King ; 
 With shouts of joy and trumpet's sound, 
 To him repeated praises sing 
 And let the cheerful song go round. 
 
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 Your utmost skill in praise be shown 
 For him, who all the world commands ; 
 Who sits upon his righteous throne, 
 And spreads his love to distant lands ! 
 
 3 
 Ascending high, in triumph, thou 
 Hast gifts receiv'd for sinful men, 
 And captive led captivity, 
 That God may dwell on earth again. 
 
 4 
 Ev'n rebels shall partake thy grace- 
 And humble proselytes repair 
 
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 To worship at thy dwelling-place, 
 And all the world pay homage there. 
 
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 For benefits, each day bestow'd, 
 Be daily his great name ador'd ; 
 Who is our Saviour and our God, 
 Of life and death the sov'reign Lord. 
 
 HYMN 118. P. M. 
 
 O'HRIST our Head's gone up on high, 
 
 And we his body are ; 
 All our sorrows we'll lay by, 
 
 And each distracting care. 
 Though we satan's darts may feel, 
 
 Yet he can never strike us dead : 
 He may bruise us on the heel 
 
 But cannot reach our Head. 
 
 HYMN 119. L. M. 
 
 OUR Lord is risen from the dead, 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
 The pow'rs of hell are captive led, 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 
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 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chaunt the solemn lay ; 
 " Lift up your heads ye heav'nly gates ! 
 Ye everlasting doors give way !" 
 
 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 And wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
 He claims those mansions as his right ; 
 Receive the King of glory in ! 
 
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 " Who is the King of glory, who ?" 
 The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew, 
 And Jesus is the Conqu'ror's name. 
 
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 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chaunt the solemn lay, 
 " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ! 
 Ye everlasting doors give way !" 
 
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 " Who is this King of glory, who ?" 
 The Lord of boundless pow'r possess'd;, 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all, forever bless'd ! 
 
 HYMN 120. P. M. 
 
 OLAP your hands, ye people all, 
 Praise the God on whom ye call ; 
 Lift your voice and shout his praise, 
 Triumph in his sov'reign grace. 
 
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 Jesus is gone up on high, 
 Takes his seat above the sky > 
 Shout the angel choirs aloud, 
 Echoing to the trump of God ! 
 
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 Sons of men the triumph join, 
 Praise him with the hosts divine ; ■ 
 Emulate the heavenly pow'rs 
 Their victorious Lord is ours ! 
 
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 Shout the God enthron'd above ! 
 Trumpet forth his conqu'ring love ; 
 Praises to our Jesus sing, 
 Praises to our glorious King ! 
 
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 Pow'r is all to Jesus giv'n, 
 
 Pow'r o'er hell, and earth, and heav'n ; 
 
 Jesus, power to us impart, 
 
 Then we'll praise with all our heart. 
 
 HYMN 121. L. M. 
 
 .LjORD, when thou didst ascend on high, 
 Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky ; 
 Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, 
 Like chariots that attend thy state. 
 
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 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
 More glorious when the Lord was there ; 
 While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, 
 And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 
 
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 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
 When the rebellious powers of hell, 
 That thousand souls had captive made, 
 Were all in chains like captives led. 
 
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 Rais'd byjiis Father to the throne, 
 He sent the promis'd Spirit down 
 With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
 That God might dwell on earth again 
 
 HYMN 122. P. M. 
 
 ixAIL the day that sees him rise, 
 Ravish'd from our wishful eyes ! 
 Christ, a while to mortals given, 
 Reascends his native heaven : 
 There the pompous triumph wait*< 
 Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
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 Wide unfold the radiant scene, 
 Take the King of glory in ! 
 
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 Him, though highest heav'n receives. 
 Still he loves the earth he leaves : 
 Though returning to his throne, 
 Still he calls mankind his own : 
 Still for us he intercedes, 
 Prevalent his death he pleads ; 
 Next himself prepares our place, 
 Harbinger of human race. 
 
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 Master, (may we ever say) 
 Taken from our head to day, 
 See thy faithful servant, see, 
 Ever gazing up to thee ! 
 Grant, though parted from our sight. 
 High above yon azure height, 
 Grant our hearts may thither rise, 
 Foll'wing thee beyond the skies. 
 
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 Ever upward let us move, 
 Wafted on the wings of love ; 
 Looking when our Lord shall come, » 
 Longing, gasping after home ; 
 There we shall with thee remain, 
 Partners of thine endless reign ; 
 There thy face unclouded see, 
 Find our heav'n of heav'n in thee. 
 
 HYMN 123. P.M. 
 
 ANGELS ! roll the rock away ; 
 
 Death ! yield up thy mighty prey : 
 
 See ! he rises from the tomb, 
 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah, 
 
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 Tis the Saviour ! Angels, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. Hallelujah. 
 
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 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, 
 Now to glory see him rise, 
 In long triumph up the sky, 
 Up to waiting worlds on high. Hallelujah. 
 
 4 
 Heaven displays her portals wide, 
 Glorious Jesus, through them ride ; 
 King of glory, mount thy throne, 
 Thy great Father's and thine own. Hallelujah 
 
 5 
 Praise him all ye heav'nly choirs, 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Shout, O earth, in rapturous song i 
 let the strains be sweet and strong. Hallelujah. 
 
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 Ev'ry note with wonder swell, 
 Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell : 
 Where is hell's once dreaded king ? 
 'vVhere, O death, thy mortal sting ? Hallelujah. 
 
 HYMN 124. CM. 
 
 vJ FOR a shout of sacred joy 
 
 To God the Sov'reign King ! 
 Let ev'ry land their tongues employ. 
 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
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 Jesus our God ascends on high ; 
 
 His heav'nly guards around, 
 Attend him rising through the sky, 
 
 Witli trumpet's joyful sound. 
 
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 While angels shout and praise their King, 
 
 Let mortals learn their strains : 
 Let all the earth his honours sing ; 
 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
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 Rehearse his praise with awe profound ; 
 
 Let knowledge lead the song ; 
 Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
 
 Upon a thoughtless tongue. 
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 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 
 
 He lov'd that chosen race ; 
 But now he calls the world his own, 
 
 And heathens taste his grace. 
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 The Gentile nations are the Lord's, 
 
 There Abrah'm's God is known, 
 While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords, 
 
 Submit before his throne. 
 
 HYMN 125. L. M. 
 
 rfOW let us raise our cheerful strains, 
 And join the blissful choir above ! 
 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 And there they sing his wond'rous love. 
 
 2 
 While seraphs tune the immortal song, 
 O may we feel the sacred flame ; 
 And ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 
 Adore the Saviour's glorious name. 
 
 3 
 Jesus, who once upon the tree 
 In agonizing pains expir'd ; 
 Who dy'd for rebels — yes, 'tis he ! 
 How bright ! how lovely I how admir'd ! 
 
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 Jesus, who dy'd that we might live, 
 Dy'd in the wretched traitor's place ;— 
 O what returns can mortals give, 
 For such immeasureable grace ! 
 
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 Were universal nature ours. 
 And art with all her boasted store ; 
 Nature and art with all their pow'rs, 
 Would still confess the off 'rer poor ! 
 
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 Yet though for bounty, so divine ! 
 We ne'er can equal honours raise, 
 Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 
 And all our tongues proclaim thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 126. L.M. 
 
 EXALTED Prince of Life, we own 
 The royal honours of thy throne : 
 'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand, 
 And seraphs bow at thy command. 
 
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 Exalted Saviour, we confess 
 The sov'reign triumphs of thy grace ; 
 Where beams of gentle radiance shin§, 
 And temper majesty divine. 
 
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 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway, 
 Till all thine enemies obey : 
 Wide may thy cross its virtue prove, 
 And conquer millions by its love.. 
 
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 Mighty to vanquish, and forgive ! 
 Thine Israel shall repent and live ; 
 And loud proclaim thy healing breath, 
 Which works their life, who wrought thy death. 
 
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 HYMN 127. CM. 
 
 J ESUS, thou highest, loveliest name 
 
 Of all on earth or heav'n, 
 The bless'd reward of all thy shame. 
 
 By thy great Father giv'n. 
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 Because thou didst thy heav'ns bow, 
 
 Thy people's ancient suit ; 
 Cam'st down in servant's form, so low, 
 
 As loss of all repute. 
 
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 In fashion as that fallen race, 
 
 Whose offspring are but grass, 
 Thou took'st the meanest, servile place 
 
 In all their lowest class : 
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 Becam'st obedient unto death, 
 
 Nor could'st, nor would'st thou flee ^, 
 But humbly didst resign thy breath 
 
 Upon the shameful tree ! 
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 Therefore hath God exalted thee, 
 
 And set thee up on high ; 
 Where thou shalt prais'd and worshipp'd be 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 128. L. M. 
 
 J. HUS the eternal Father spake 
 To Christ the Son : " Ascend and sit 
 At my right hand, till I shall make 
 Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 
 
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 From Zion shall thy word proceed ; 
 Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, 
 
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 Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 
 And bow their wills to thy command. 
 
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 That day shall show thy pow'r is great, 
 When saints shall flock with willing minds. 
 And sinners croud thy temple gate, 
 Where holiness in beauty shines," 
 
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 O blessed pow'r ! O glorious day ! 
 What a large vict'ry shall ensue ! 
 And converts, who thy grace obey, 
 Exceed the drops of morning dew. 
 
 HYMN 129. L. M. 
 
 BEGIN, my soul, the heav'nly song, 
 A burden for an angel's tongue ; 
 When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
 He tunes and summons all his strings. 
 
 2 
 Proclaim inimitable love ! 
 Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
 Puts off the beams of bright array, 
 And veils the God in mortal clay. 
 
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 He that distributes crowns and thrones, 
 Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans : 
 The Prince of Life resigns his breath, 
 The King of Glory bows to death. 
 
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 But see the wonders of his power, 
 He triumphs in his dying hour ; 
 And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
 He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 
 
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 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd. 
 And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood : 
 
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 Then he arose, and reigns above, 
 And conquers sinners by his love. 
 
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 Who shall fulfil this boundless song ? 
 The theme surmounts an angel's tongue 
 How low, how vain are mortal airs, 
 When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs ! 
 
 HYMN 130. C. M. 
 
 NOT unto us, but thee alone, 
 
 Bless'd Lamb, be glory giv'n ! 
 Here shall thy praises be begun, 
 
 And carried on in heav'n. 
 2 
 The host of spirits now with thee 
 
 Eternal anthems sing : 
 To imitate them here, lo ! we 
 
 Our hallelujahs bring. 
 3 
 Had we our tongues like them inspir'd, 
 
 Like theirs our songs should rise ; 
 Like them we never should be tir'd, 
 
 But love the sacrifice, 
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 Till we the veil of flesh lay down, 
 
 Accept our weaker lays ; 
 And, when we reach thy Father's throne. 
 
 We'll give thee nobler praise. 
 
 HYMN 131. C. M. 
 
 A-LL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fail : 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 
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 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 A remnant weak and small ; 
 Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 3 
 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
 The wormwood and the gall ; 
 Go — spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 4 
 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love, 
 
 Who feel your sin and thrall, 
 Now joy with all the hosts above, 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 5 
 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And own him Lord of all. 
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 O, that with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at his feet may fall ! 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And own him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 132. L.M. 
 
 JH.E lives, the great Redeemer lives, 
 (What joy the blest assurance gives !) 
 And now before his Father God, 
 
 Pleads the full merit of his blood. 
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 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears 
 But in the Saviour's lovely face 
 Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 
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 Hence then, ye black despairing thoughts, 
 Above our fears, above our faults, 
 His powerful intercessions rise, 
 And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 
 
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 In ev'ry dark, distressful hour, 
 When sin and satan join their power ; 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
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 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend- 
 On him our humble hopes depend : 
 Our cause can never, never fail, 
 For Jesus pleads and must prevail. 
 
 HYMN 133. P. M. 
 
 OUR shepherd alone, 
 
 The Lord, let us bless ; 
 Who sits on the throne, 
 
 The Prince of our peace, 
 Who evermore saves us 
 
 By shedding his blood ; 
 All hail, holy Jesus, 
 
 Our Lord, and our God. 
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 We daily will sing 
 
 Thy merits and praise. 
 Thou merciful spring 
 
 Of pity and grace : 
 Thy kindness for ever 
 
 To men we will tell, 
 And say our dear Saviour 
 
 Redeems us from hell. 
 
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 Preserve us in love 
 
 While here \vc abide, 
 Nor ever remove, 
 
 Xor cover, nor hide 
 Thy glorious salvation, 
 
 Till joyful we see 
 The beautiful vision 
 
 Completed in Thee ! 
 
 HYMN 134. C. M. 
 
 Ox Zion, his most holy mount, 
 
 God will a feast prepare ; 
 And Israel's sons, and Gentile lands, 
 
 Shall in the banquet share. 
 2 
 Marrow and fatness are the food 
 
 His bounteous hand bestows : 
 Wine on the lees, and well refin'd, 
 
 In rich abundance flows. 
 3 
 See to the vilest of the vile 
 
 A free acceptance giv'n ! 
 See rebels, by adopting grace, 
 
 Sit with the heirs of heav'n ! 
 4 
 The pain'd, the sick, the dying, now 
 
 To ease and health restor'd, 
 With eager appetites partake 
 
 The plenties of the board. 
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 But O what draughts of bliss unknown, 
 
 What dainties shall be giv'n, 
 When, with the myriads round the throne, 
 
 We join the feast of heav'n ! 
 
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 There joys immeasurably high 
 
 Shall overflow the soul, 
 And springs of life, that never dry, 
 
 In thousand channels roll. 
 
 HYMN 135. L.M. 
 
 .LjOUD let the tuneful trumpet sound. 
 And spread the joyful tidings round ; 
 Let ev'ry soul with transport hear, 
 And hail the Lord's accepted year. 
 
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 Ye debtors whom he gives to know, 
 That you ten thousand talents owe, 
 When humble at his feet you fall, 
 Your gracious God forgives them all. 
 
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 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain 
 Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign, 
 To liberty assert your claims 
 And urge the great Redeemer's name, 
 
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 The rich inheritance of heav'n, 
 Your joy, your boast, is freely giv'n ; 
 Fair Salem your arrival waits, 
 With golden streets and pearly gates, 
 
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 Her blest inhabitants no more 
 Bondage and poverty deplore ; 
 No debt, but love immensely great, 
 The joy still rises with the debt. 
 
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 O happy souls, that know the sound ! 
 Celestial light their steps surround, 
 And shew that jubilee begun, 
 Which through eternal years shall run. 
 
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 HYMN 136. P. M. 
 
 COME, though we can truly sing, 
 In our flesh dwells no good thing ; 
 Yet on him who gives us all, 
 We're embolden'd still to call. 
 
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 Blind and foolish once were we, 
 Christ our wisdom now we see ; 
 In this wisdom we confide, 
 By this we are justify'd. 
 
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 Once in breaking God's command, 
 Doom'd to death beneath his hand ; 
 Now we're call'd to own, and bless. 
 Jesus Christ our righteousness. 
 
 4 
 Without purity of heart, 
 Truth divine will say depart ; 
 But this holiness we find 
 In the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 5 
 Many, mighty are our foes ! 
 Human these, angelic those, 
 Where for refuge shall we flee ? 
 Christ our great redemption see I 
 
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 Seraphs, flames of sacred fire, 
 View this myst'ry with desire ; 
 Hark ! the bright enraptur'd throng 
 Catch, and raise the grateful song. 
 
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 O, ye thrones of heav'nly light ! 
 Since you're sav'd from endless night, 
 And since we are rais'd to you, 
 Let us still the song pursue. 
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 HYMN 137. S.M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 JV O W are we sons of God ! 
 
 Nor doth it yet appear 
 What heights of bliss through Jesus' blood 
 
 For us prepared are. 
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 This we already know, 
 
 When Christ, our righteousness, 
 Shall show himself to men below, 
 
 We shall be as he is. 
 
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 Yea in this world are we 
 As Jesus is above ; 
 As him, from sin and satan free, 
 As perfected in love. 
 
 4 
 Invisible are we 
 To this blind world below ; 
 There's none but such who Jesus see, 
 Can us discern or know. 
 
 5 
 All that which doth appear 
 Of us, or can be known, 
 By reason's eye, to mortals here, 
 We utterly disown. 
 
 6 
 We call it dung and dross, 
 The man from whom we cease ; 
 To own it our's is pain and loss, 
 And saps the christian's peace. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
 7 
 
 Jesus alone we own 
 
 km\ nothing know beside ; 
 
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 In him, as free from sin, we're known, 
 
 His pure and holy bride. 
 8 
 
 In him we now confess 
 
 We" are the Lord's delight, 
 His rest, his joy, and righteousness, 
 
 All glorious in his sight. 
 9 
 
 We are as we would be ; 
 
 Nor have we yet to choose ; 
 As Christ the Son, we're ever free, 
 
 Nor can that sonship lose. 
 
 HYMN 138. L. M. 
 
 W HAT blessings in the Lamb abound i 
 To all who know the joyful sound ; 
 Thy countenance, O Lord, shall shine 
 On them with brightness all divine. 
 
 2 
 The grievances which them oppress'd, 
 In Jesus now they see redress'd ; 
 This mercy we thy worms now prove, 
 And bless thy grace, thou God of love. 
 
 3 
 Infinite Wisdom ! all our days 
 Will we admire thy pleasant ways ; 
 Thy paths are peace, we'll run and bless 
 The Lord our life and righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 139. P. M. 
 
 H.AD I ten thousand gifts beside, 
 I'd cleave to Jesus crucify'd, 
 And build on him alone : 
 
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 For no foundation is there giv'n 
 
 On which I'd place my hopes of heav'n. 
 
 But Christ the corner stone. 
 2 
 Possessing Christ, I all possess ; 
 Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness. 
 
 And sanctity complete : 
 Bold in his name I dare draw nigh, 
 Before the Ruler of the sky, 
 
 And all his justice meet. 
 
 HYMN 140. P. M. 
 
 JN OW shall our tongues with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
 
 When on the cross he dy'd ; 
 His spoil we are, he'll not deny, 
 But own us to eternity 
 
 His lov'd, his chosen "bride. 
 2 
 His mystery, his death and blood, 
 Hath reconcil'd us all to God ; 
 
 His glory hides our shame : 
 Whilst Christ is God's beloved son, 
 We live with him for ever one, 
 
 In sonship, grace, and name. 
 3 
 That he might equitably bleed, 
 He took upon him Abraham's seed, 
 
 Then to the altar went ; 
 Whilst in this Lamb to slaughter led, 
 The sinner bare on his own head 
 
 His sin, and punishment. 
 4 
 Nor will he us in trials leave, 
 But still is with us strong to save ; 
 
 Whilst we on earth remain : 
 
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 In him our life, our all, is found ; 
 Than sin, his grace did more abound, 
 Reveal'd when he was slain. 
 
 5 
 How rich the love, dear God, that \vc 
 Should be belov'd, belov'd by thee, 
 
 And sav'd from all our shame : 
 With joy, we'll praise thee till we die, 
 And after death eternally 
 Adore thy balmy name. 
 
 HYMN 141. L.M. 
 
 -CiRE the blue heav'ns were stretch'd abroad, 
 From everlasting was the word : 
 With God he was ; the word was God, 
 And must divinely be ador'd. 
 
 2 
 By his own pow'r were all things made, 
 By him supported all things stand : 
 He is the whole creation's Head, 
 And angels fly at his command. 
 
 3 
 Ere sin was born, or satan fell, 
 He led the host of morning stars 
 Thy generation who can tell, 
 Or count the number of thy years : 
 
 4 
 But lo, he leaves those heav'nly forms ! 
 The Word descends and dwells in clay, 
 That he may hold converse with worms, 
 Dress'd in such feeble flesh as they. 
 
 5 
 Mortals with joy behold his face, 
 Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
 How full of truth ! how full of grace ! 
 When through his eyes the Godhead shone ! 
 
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 6 
 Archangels leave their high abode, 
 To learn new myst'ries here, and tell 
 The love of our descending God, 
 The glories of Immanuel. 
 
 HYMN 142. C. M. 
 
 A. WAKE, our souls, and bless his Name, 
 
 Whose mercies never fail ; 
 Who opens wide a door of hope 
 
 In Achor's gloomy vale. 
 2 
 Behold the portal wide display'd, 
 
 The building strong and fair ; 
 Within are pastures fresh and green, 
 
 And living streams are there. 
 3 
 Enter, my soul, with cheerful haste, 
 
 For Jesus is the door ; 
 Nor fear the serpent's wily arts, 
 
 Nor fear the lion's roar. 
 4 
 O, may thy grace the nations lead, 
 
 And Jews and Gentiles come, 
 All trav'ling through one beauteous gate 
 
 To one eternal home ! 
 
 HYMN 143. C. M. 
 
 XX AIL ! high, exalted, righteous man, 
 
 First of the ways of God ! 
 Whose work of love in thee began, 
 
 As witness'd by thy blood. 
 2 
 Before the sons of God declar'd 
 
 With shouts their solemn joy ; 
 
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 Or songs of morning stars were heard, 
 
 As pure without alloy : 
 3 
 Thy early day proclaimed thee then, 
 
 The first bom child of grace : 
 Great representative of men, 
 
 Before the Father's face. 
 4 
 The Great Invisible we see 
 
 In thee, and thee alone : 
 To men, and angels out of thee, 
 
 The Godhead is unknown. 
 5 
 God's noble works shine in thy face, 
 
 Thou his infinite thought ; 
 Creation, providence, and grace, 
 
 In thee, decreed and wrought. 
 
 HYMN 144. C. M. 
 
 W HAT saving pow'r, what grace divine, 
 
 To Jesus doth belong ! 
 Jesus, the most delightful theme 
 
 Of each believer's song. 
 2 
 'Tis the divine prerogative 
 
 Of him, whom we adore, 
 Pardon and endless life to give, 
 
 To souls condemn'd before. 
 3 
 His miracles, his pow'r prochim ; 
 
 His grace in them expvess'd, 
 Invites the weak and helpless soul 
 
 Beneath his care to rest. 
 4 
 " Be of good cheer," the Saviour cries, 
 
 " Behold thy sins forgiv'n ;" 
 
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 And strait the pardon ratifies,- 
 And seals our peace with heav'n. 
 5 
 
 Sinners with pleasing wonder hear 
 Salvation's joyful sound ! 
 
 While hope and love their breasts inspire, 
 His praises they resound. 
 
 HYMN 145. C. M. 
 
 A IS not of him that weeps and prays 
 The gift of God is free ; 
 'Tis Jesus' prayer, his groans and cries, 
 Which shall accepted be. 
 2 
 'Tis through his death, and off'ring up 
 
 On the accursed wood, 
 That we are privileg'd to sup 
 With him our Lord and God. 
 3 
 'Tis through his resurrection pow'r 
 
 We live the life of faith : 
 In his dear body, we are more 
 Than conqu'rors over death. 
 4 
 When he ascended up on high, 
 
 Lo ! we ascended then j 
 He captive led captivity, 
 Receiving gifts for men. 
 5 
 Yea, for rebellious men he su'd, 
 
 That God with them might dwell ; 
 And when his wounded form he shew'd, 
 The spirit on them fell. 
 
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 6 
 All praise to him, our God, our Friend, 
 
 Who finish'd all for us ; 
 We bless the love, which hath no end, 
 
 Revealed on the cross. 
 
 HYMN 146. C. M, 
 
 ALL fulness in the Lamb we view ; 
 
 To look beside him, loss : 
 He's only holy, just, and true ; 
 All else is clung, and dross. 
 2 
 There dwells in him, as stain'd with blood, 
 
 Jehovah's povv'r and name ; 
 Greatly, from everlasting, God, 
 Yea, when the slaughter'd Lamb. 
 3 
 In him we know the holy bride 
 
 All gather'd into one ; 
 She looks out through his bleeding side, 
 With all her beauties on. 
 4 
 In him we see God's heav'n, our earth, 
 
 In perfect peace agree ; 
 This gives oar one new man, its birth, 
 And sets our nature free. 
 5 
 His purg'd humanity is our's, 
 
 And in it now we prove, 
 A seat above the heav'nly pow'rs, 
 Fix'd in the Father's love. 
 6 
 New heav'n s, new earth, we now possess ', 
 
 Beulah, that blessed field, 
 Where dwells eternal righteousness ; 
 And God's our sun, and shield. 
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 HYMN 147. C. M. 
 
 HARK ! for 'tis God's own Son that calls 
 
 To life and liberty ; 
 Transported fall before before his feet, 
 
 Who makes the pris'ners free. 
 2 
 The cruel bonds of sin he breaks, 
 
 And breaks old satan's chain ; 
 Smiling he deals those pardons round, 
 
 Wuich free from endless pains. 
 3 
 Into the captive heart he pours 
 
 His spirit from on high ; 
 We lose the terrors of the slave, 
 
 And Abba, Father, cry. 
 4 
 Shake off your bonds, and sing his grace ; 
 
 The sinner's friend proclaim ; 
 And call on all around to seek 
 
 True freedom by his name. 
 5 
 Walk on at large, till you attain 
 
 Your Father's house above ; 
 There shall you wear immortal crowns, 
 
 And sing immortal love. 
 
 , HYMN 148. C. M. 
 
 IMMANUEL is God with me, 
 
 In our exalted Lamb ; 
 In whom I'm reconcil'd and free, 
 
 All praise attend his name. 
 2 
 His son ship proves my sin forgiv'n> 
 
 Makes my salvation sure? 
 
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 Prepares for me a seat in heav'n, 
 
 And keeps my joy secure. 
 3 
 In him accepted ; and, as him, 
 
 Receiv'd in realms above ; 
 In him I triumph, soar and swim 
 
 In everlasting love. 
 4 
 All my religion and my life 
 
 Art thou, my Lamb, my God ; 
 I'm fix'd, from hence my future strife 
 
 Shall be, to praise thy blood. 
 
 HYMN 149. P. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 XXOLY wonder, heav'nly grace, 
 Come, inspire our humble lays, 
 While the Saviour's love we sing, 
 Whence our hopes and comforts spring. 
 
 2 
 Man, involv'd in guilt and woe, 
 Touch'd his tender bosom so, 
 That, when justice death demands, 
 Forth the great deliv'rer stands : 
 
 3 
 Cries to God, " Thy mercy shew, 
 Lo ! I come thy will to do ; 
 I the sacrifice will be, 
 Death shall plunge his dart in me." 
 
 4 
 Though the form of God he bore, 
 Great in glory, great in pow'r, 
 See him in our flesh array'd, 
 Lower than his ansrels made, 
 
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 5 
 
 He that heav'n itself possessed, 
 Now an infant at the breast ! 
 Angels from the world above, 
 See and sing th' amazing love. 
 
 6 
 Through the shining hours of day, 
 Toil and danger mark his way ; 
 Lonely mounts, and chilling air, 
 Witness oft his midnight prayer. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
 7 
 Now the heav'nly Lover dies ! 
 Darkness veils the mid -day skies ! 
 Angels, round the bloody tree, 
 Throng and gaze in ecstacy ! 
 
 8 
 Pow'rs unseen earth's bosom heave, 
 Rocks and tombs asunder cleave ; 
 While the temple's rending veil 
 Tells the priest the awful tale. 
 
 9 
 But, the third day's dawning come, 
 Lo ! the Saviour leaves the tomb ! 
 Re-ascends his native sky, 
 Where he lives, no more to die. 
 
 10 
 On his cross he builds his throne, 
 Whence he makes his glories known, 
 Sends his spirit down to give 
 Dying sinners grace to live. 
 
 HYMN 1.50. L. M. 
 
 JN OW to the Lord a noble song ! 
 Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! 
 
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 Hosanna to th' eternal Name, 
 
 And all his boundless love proclaim. 
 
 2 
 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
 The brightest image of his grace : 
 God, in the person of his Son, 
 Has all his mightiest works outdone. 
 
 3 
 The spacious earth, and spreading flood, 
 Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God, 
 And thy rich glories from afar 
 Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star : 
 
 4 , 
 But in his looks a glory stands, 
 The noblest labour of thine hands : 
 The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
 Outshines the wonders of the skies. 
 
 5 
 Grace I 'tis a sweet, a charming theme } 
 My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
 Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; 
 Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground ! 
 
 6 
 Oh, may I live to reach the place 
 Where he unveils his lovely face I 
 Where all his beauties you behold, 
 And sing his name to harps of gold ! 
 
 HYMN 151. L. M. 
 
 JljY grace we know, to us it's clear, 
 When Christ, our Saviour, shall appear, 
 We shall be like him, O what bliss i 
 For we shall see him as he is. 
 
 2 
 When as he is, we him descry, 
 In spirit's light and mystejy ; 
 M2 
 
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 Unnumber'd beauties in him shine, 
 Beauties of God, and man divine : 
 
 3 
 Beauties of holiness and grace 
 Adorn our Saviour's lovely face 5 
 Eternal truth and righteousness 
 Doth he, in purity, possess. 
 
 4 
 When as he is, we him do see, 
 From ev'ry spot and wrinkle free : 
 How glorious is the worthy Lamb ! 
 How venerable is his name ! 
 
 5 
 But, O what glorious grace is this ! 
 That when we see him as he is, 
 We see ourselves, and are assur'd 
 That we are like our dearest Lord. 
 
 6 
 As we his mystic fulness are, 
 He gives us each a member's share 
 In all his grace : the favour'd bride 
 Is with his likeness satisfied. 
 
 HYMN 152. S. M. 
 
 ALL things deliver'd are 
 
 To Jesus as the Son ; 
 Whilst we. in all things, with him share ; 
 
 With him, forever one. 
 2 
 
 We were the Father's love ; 
 
 Us to his Son he gave ; 
 Where we his life and fulness prove, 
 
 And in him glory have. 
 3 
 
 To us he gave all grace 
 
 In Christ, the man divine ; 
 
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 And we in him, before his face. 
 
 In perfect beauty shine. 
 4 
 
 There's none can know the Son, 
 
 Or witness who he is : 
 But he who's with the Father one, 
 
 His love and righteousness ! 
 5 
 
 We in perfection dwell 
 
 Where we the Father see ; 
 As one with him, we now can tell 
 
 The Son's the man that's free. 
 
 HYMN 153. CM. 
 
 A HE man who works not, but believes 
 
 On him who justifies 
 Ungodly souls, in Christ receives 
 
 The life, that never dies. 
 2 
 Our Saviour full atonement made, 
 
 When for our sins he died ; 
 And, when he left death's gloomy shade, 
 - Our persons justified. 
 
 o 
 O 
 
 Who shall condemn ? 'twas Jesus iy'd, 
 
 'Twas Jesus rose again ; 
 He with himself hath justify'd 
 
 The sinful sons of men. 
 4 
 In hope of what in Christ I am, 
 
 Rejoicing, I believe, 
 Against my hopeless guilt >and shame > 
 
 And thus, by faith, I live. 
 
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 HYMN 154. L. M. 
 
 JN OW, in the face of Jesus, we 
 God's brightest form of glory see ; 
 Beaming with mild and heav'nly rays. 
 He all his Father's grace displays. 
 
 2 
 Blest image of th' eternal God, 
 Here his rich glories shine abroad ; 
 With a resplendent lustre shine 
 His pow'r, his truth, and love divine. 
 
 o 
 O 
 
 Of all creation the first born ; 
 Of all that heav'n's bright courts adorn. 
 He as a Prince and Sov'reign reigns, 
 Almighty pow'r his throne sustains. 
 
 4 
 See Jesus our exalted Head, 
 By whom the heav'ns and earth were made 
 Subjected to his high command, 
 Thrones, kingdoms, and dominions stand. 
 
 5 
 It pleas'd th' eternal Fulness well, 
 In Christ the Lord alone to dwell ; 
 From this rich Fountain freely flows 
 Complete relief for all our woes. 
 
 HYMN 155. C. M. 
 
 J-iO I what a glorious sight appears 
 
 To our believing eyes ! 
 The earth and seas are pass'd away, 
 
 And the old rolling skies. 
 2 
 From the third heav'n, where God resides, 
 
 That holy, happy place, 
 
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 The New-Jerusalem comes down, 
 Adorn'd with shining grace. 
 3 
 Attending angels shout for joy, 
 
 And the bright armies sing, 
 n Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
 Of your descending King. 
 4 
 The God of glory down to men 
 
 Removes his blest abode ; 
 Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
 And he, the loving God. 
 5 
 His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 
 
 From ev'ry weeping eye, 
 And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears. 
 And death itself shall die." 
 6 
 How long, dear Saviour, O how long ! 
 
 Shall this bright hour delay ? 
 Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 HYMN 156. P.M. 
 
 REJOICE, the Lord is King ! 
 
 Your God and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 And triumph ever more ! 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 2 
 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love ; 
 When he had purg'd our stains. 
 He took his seat abov. 
 
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 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 3 
 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav*n ; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 Are to our Jesus giv'n : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 4 
 He all his foes shall quell, 
 
 Shall all our sins destroy ; 
 And ev'ry bosom swell 
 With pure seraphic joy : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 
 5 
 Rejoice m glorious hope, 
 
 Jesus the Judge shall come, 
 And take his servants up 
 To their eternal home : 
 We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, 
 The trump of God shall sound, rejoice ! 
 
 HYMN 157. L. M. 
 
 JiEHOLD the sin atoning Lamb 
 With wonder, gratitude and love ! 
 To take away our guilt and shame, 
 See him descending from above. 
 
 2 
 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; 
 He meekly bore the mighty load ; 
 Our ransom price he fully paid 
 In groans, and tears, in sweat, and blood. 
 
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 To save a guilty world lie dies ; 
 Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! 
 To him lift up your longing eyes, 
 And hope for mercy iu his name. 
 
 4 
 Pardon and peace through him abound ; 
 He can the richest blessings give ; 
 Salvation in his name is found, 
 He bids the dying sinner live. 
 
 5 
 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee ; 
 Where else can helpless sinners go "f 
 Thy boundless love shall set me free 
 From all my wretchedness and woe. 
 
 HYMN 158. LM. 
 
 W E now arise, the light is come. 
 The glory of the Lord appears ; 
 No more in darkness may we roam, 
 Expos*d to guilt and many fears. 
 
 2 
 The day spring, glorious from on high, 
 Beams forth in brightness all divine ; 
 Our nightly fears and troubles die, 
 Whilst we in perfect beaucy shine. 
 
 3 
 The Godhead's glory rising bright 
 On us, in Christ, the heav'nly man, 
 Declares us perfect in his sight, 
 W T hilst we admire the gracious plan. 
 
 4 
 Whate'er we lost, we here regain ; 
 The end of all our toil is come ; 
 Nor sin, nor curse, doth here remain : 
 We rest in God, our native home. 
 
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 5 
 There in our nature greatly bless'd, 
 And purg'd from ev'ry ill through blood, 
 Our conscience finds eternal rest, 
 And answers peacefully to God. 
 
 HYMN 159. L. M. 
 
 HOW shall our feeble lips proclaim 
 The honours of the Saviour's name ? 
 Or how the gratitude declare, 
 Our hearts inflam'd to Jesus bear ? 
 
 2 
 To manifest his wond'rous love, 
 Behold he leaves the worlds above I 
 From climes of bliss beyond the sky, 
 Swift he descends, to bleed and die. 
 
 3 
 Lo, he again from death revives ! 
 Jesus the great Redeemer lives ; 
 High seated on his Father's throne, 
 He sheds his choicest blessings down, 
 
 HYMN 160. C. M. 
 
 HOW rich the love I my Lord, my God 
 
 For me, a worm, hat!i dy'd ; 
 For me he shed his living blood j 
 
 I know no God beside. 
 2 
 The source of all my happiness 
 
 Is his eternal name ; 
 Nor is there ought but dung and dross 
 
 Beside my dearest Lamb. 
 3 
 AH things shall perish but the Word, 
 
 He stands forever sure ; 
 
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 Jesus forever is the Lord, 
 
 Let ev'ry pow'r adore. 
 4 
 This Word made flesh, in Bethl'hera seen, 
 
 Incarnate was in me ; 
 In me, and all the sons of men, 
 
 That he our Head might be. 
 5 
 Then up unto our Head we look, 
 
 And bless that glorious grace, 
 Which shews us God's eternal book 
 
 Unseal'd in Jesus' face. 
 
 HYMN 161. P. M. 
 
 W HEN favour'd John beheld 
 
 The visions of the Lord, 
 With admiration fill'd, 
 
 He heard the Father's word 
 Revealing what his purpose was, 
 And what his love should bring to pass. 
 2 
 Thus spake the sovereign Lord, 
 Whilst on his throne he sat, 
 " Hear ye my faithful word ; 
 Behold I will create, 
 And make all things in love anew : 
 Write thou these words, for they are true." 
 3 
 When God had thus declared 
 
 The secret of his will, 
 The man who was prepar'd 
 His counsel to fulfil, 
 Emphatically spake to John, 
 And said, " Behold the work is done : 
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 4 
 For I the Alpha am, 
 
 And the Omega too ; 
 You in this sacred name 
 
 The finish'd work may view : 
 I, the Beginning and the End 
 Of all the joys, which you attend." 
 
 HYMN 162. P. ftfc 
 
 J ESTJ5, Master, in thine hand 
 
 Lead on thy family, 
 Till we all possess the land, 
 
 The promis'd liberty : 
 There, amidst the holy throng, 
 
 We all shall see thy blissful face, 
 Singing one eternal song 
 
 To Christ, the God of grace. 
 2 
 In thy bleeding heart shall we 
 
 All find our bless'd abode ; 
 Each disowning all for thee, 
 
 Thou wounded Lamb of God : 
 There possessing all we want 
 
 In thy rich fulness, holy Lamb, 
 Hence we all are now content 
 
 To bear thy cross and shame. 
 3 
 In thy smitten body, we 
 
 Are pure for ever more ; 
 Happy to eternity, 
 
 We will the Lord adore : 
 We in Christ, our Ark, abide, 
 
 O'er each temptation still we soar ; 
 We disdain the swelling tide, 
 
 And soon shall reach the shore. 
 
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 4 
 
 i arewell all this world below, 
 
 And all that earth calls good, 
 We rejoice no more in you, 
 
 We are rcdeem'd by blood. 
 Now rcdeem'd to God we prove 
 
 A safe asylum from our fears ; 
 All the heights and depths of love, 
 
 In Jesus' blood appears. 
 
 HYMN 163. P. M. 
 
 o AGES of ancient letter'd times, 
 In ev'ry age and different climes, 
 For wisdom fam'd among mankind, 
 Withdraw your thinly scatter'd rays 
 Before the broad, o'crpow'ring blaze 
 Of the supreme, eternal Mind. 
 
 2 
 Mercy's great year, in heav'n enroll'd, 
 By seers succeeding seers foretold, 
 Was now with solemn pomp unseal'd : 
 Light of the world, Messiah came 
 In his almighty Father's name, 
 And immortality reveal'd. 
 
 3 
 Fill'd with his Father's strength, he taught ; 
 The dumb in rapture speak their thought ; 
 The lame man bounding like the roe ; 
 The blind looks up to heav'n ; stern death 
 Resigns his spoil : and from his breath 
 Fierce demons shrink to shades below. 
 
 4 
 O, works of pow'r ! O, works of love ! 
 Ethereal embassage to prove, 
 That ev'ry rising doubt control ; 
 
 st of love and pow'r more strong. 
 
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 Which to the Son of God belong, 
 To heal the mis'ries of the soul. 
 
 5 
 Great Prophet, Saviour ! worthy Thou 
 That ev'ry knee in homage bow ; 
 From ev'ry mouth thy praise should flow 
 All thy commands are mild and just, 
 Thy promise, faithful to our trust, 
 Will pardon, peace, and heav'n bestow. 
 
 HYMN 164. P. M. 
 
 A GOOD High Priest is come. 
 
 Supplying Aaron's place, 
 And taking up his room, 
 Dispensing life and grace : 
 The law by Aarcn's priesthood came. 
 But grace and truth by Jesus' name. 
 2 
 My Lord a Priest is made, 
 
 As sware the mighty God 
 To Israel and his seed ; 
 Ordain'd to offer blood 
 For sinners, who his mercy seek ; 
 A Priest, as was Melchezidek. 
 3 
 He once temptations knew 
 
 Of ev'ry sort and kind, 
 That he might succour shew 
 To ev'ry tempted mind : 
 In ev'ry point, the Lamb was tried 
 Like us, and then for us he died. 
 4 
 He dies, but lives again, 
 
 And by the altar stands ; 
 There shews how he was slain, 
 Op'ning his pierced hands. 
 
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 Our Priest abides, and pleads the cause 
 Of us, who have uar.s^icss'd his laws. 
 5 
 I other priests disclaim, 
 
 And laws, and oflf'iings too ; 
 None but the bleeding Lamb 
 The mighty work, can do : 
 He shall have all the praise, for he 
 Hath lov'd, and liv'd, and dy'd, for me. 
 
 HYMN 165. C. M. 
 
 W ITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 2 
 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean, 
 
 For he has felt the same. 
 
 3 
 But spotless, innocent, and pure, 
 
 The great Redeemer stood, 
 While satan's fiery darts he bore, 
 And did resist to blood. 
 4 
 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Pour'd out his cries and tears, 
 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What ev'ry member bears. 
 5 
 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 
 
 But raise it to a flame ; 
 The bruised reed he never breaks, 
 Nor scorns the meanest name. 
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 6 
 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his pow'r, 
 We shall obtain deliv'ring grace 
 
 In the distressing hour. 
 
 HYMN 166. P.M. 
 
 The 
 
 Father's great decree 
 In Christ is now fulfill'd ; 
 In spirit there we see 
 All things are reconcil'd 
 And made conformable to God, 
 Wash'd from all filth in Jesus' blood, 
 2 
 New heav'ns and earth we spy 
 With hearts of God inspir'd, 
 Which ancient prophecy 
 Foretold, and saints desir'd : 
 That Jesus is this grace, is true, 
 Where old things cease, and all is new 
 3 
 New nature, pure, divine, 
 
 New testament and plan, ■ • 
 New glories on us shine, 
 
 In Christ the heav'nly man ; 
 Our old man he was crucified 
 A.nd lost from us when Jesus died. 
 
 4 
 'Tis done ! We're made anew, 
 
 And our intelligence 
 Receives the record true ; 
 In spirit we commence 
 That perfect man, who did proclaim 
 The First and Last, to be his name. 
 
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 HYMN 167. P. M. 
 
 JM. Y Redeemer, let me be 
 
 Quite happy at thy feet ; 
 Still to know myself and thee, 
 
 Be this my bitter sweet : 
 Look upon my infant state, 
 
 And with a father's yearning bless : 
 Don't thy ransom'd child forget, 
 
 Nor leave me in distress. 
 2 
 I have foolishly abus'd 
 
 My Saviour's bleeding love ; 
 All thy gifts, my God, misus'd, 
 
 When by temptation drove : 
 Justly I deserve to be 
 
 Forsaken by my Lord and God ; 
 Yet shall justice plead for me, 
 
 For whom thou shedd'st thy blood. 
 3 
 Thy bless'd smiles, my gracious Lord, 
 
 Shall cheer my drooping heart ; 
 I'm instructed in thy v>ord 
 
 That thou unchanging art : 
 Draw me to the depth profound 
 
 Of all thy sorrows, blood and sweat. 
 Passing on, through ev'ry wound, 
 
 Unto thy mercy seat : 
 4 
 There, reclining on thy breast, 
 
 Th' eternal Sabbath find ; 
 Proving in thee perfect rest 
 
 To my poor lab'ring mind ! 
 Waiting till the Lord I see, 
 
 And be like him for ever pure ; 
 At the heav'nly jubilee 
 
 This bliss to me is sure. 
 
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 HYMN 168. S. M. 
 
 FROM precept and demand, 
 
 Free from all sin and fear, 
 Our sonship shall in Jesus stand, 
 
 Without our toil or care. 
 2 
 
 None but the Son, so bless'd, 
 
 Can God as Father own ; 
 Until we are the Son confess'd, 
 
 The Father is unknown. 
 3 
 
 O the amazing grace 
 
 We have in Jesus seen ! 
 The glory of the Father's face, 
 
 Without a veil between. 
 4 
 
 Now, perfected in God, 
 
 His richest grace we prove ; 
 The way to which is Jesus' blood, 
 
 The proof supreme of love. 
 
 ; HYMN 169. P. M. 
 
 J. HE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noon day walks he shall attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 2 
 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the thirsty mountains pant, 
 To fertile vales, and dewy meads, 
 My weary, wand'ring steps he leads 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
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 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread, 
 My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
 And guide me through the dreadful shade. 
 
 4 
 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious lonely wilds I stray, 
 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile ; 
 The barren wilderness shall smile, 
 With sudden greens and herbage crown'd. 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 HYMN 170. P. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 *J ESUS, the Father's richest grace, 
 Anointed to behold his face, 
 
 As all the church in one ; 
 The holy promis'd Shiloh, he, 
 In whom the bride should gather'd be, 
 
 As one beloved Son. 
 2 
 Ho> kept us in his Father's name, 
 Through all this world of sin and shame, 
 
 So that there's missing none : 
 Though torn his side, his hands, and feet, 
 His body's still preserv'd complete, 
 
 Without a broken bone. 
 3 
 He kept us in the dreadful hour, 
 The Father's name his love and pow'r 
 
 Preserv'd the souls he gave : 
 
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 His future glory we were giv'n ; 
 Our loss had been his loss of heav'n ; 
 
 But he was strong to save. 
 4 
 The members giv'n unto the Head, 
 One Son, one perfect body made, 
 
 The darling of our God : 
 He gave each member's curse and pride 
 To die the death when Jesus died, 
 
 All to be puig'fi with blood. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 5 
 That Christ might make our nature clean, 
 The Father laid on him our sin, 
 
 Whilst with temptations toss'd ; 
 Most dreadful cries were heard with bL .jd, 
 And in the storm and wrath of God, 
 
 Perdition's son was lost. 
 6 
 Lost from the Father's piercing sight, 
 Deep buried in eternal night, 
 
 Now lies the man of sin ; 
 And lost forever from our view, 
 When we in spirit Jesus know, 
 
 And with him enter in. 
 7 
 Now are the scriptures all fulfill'd 
 In Christ, the virgin's promis'd child ; 
 
 Man sav'd, and sin condemn'd : 
 Brought home to see the Father's face, 
 Where we inherit all his grace, 
 
 And are by him esteem'd. 
 
 HYMN 171. L. M. 
 
 JL1.ERE shall no trouble or dismay 
 Reach us, nor want, nor sin, nor shame, 
 
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 For Christ, to clay, and yesterday, 
 And to eternity's the same. 
 
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 Here consummate in joy and peace, 
 We hail that wounded, bleeding heart, 
 Where, sav'd from sin, we'll never cease 
 To praise the Lamb, our better part. 
 
 3 
 Now all things in one period turn ; 
 Sin dare no more to shew its head ; 
 No more we want, nor sigh, nor mourn, 
 On ev'ry foe, we conqu'ring tread. 
 
 4 
 The end is come, God hath appear'd, 
 Assum'd our flesh, and blood, and bone ; 
 The body, in his love prepar'd, 
 Is that, where Christ and we are one. 
 
 5 
 O death ! where's now thy sting and curse 
 Where's now thy boasted pow'r and might 
 We feel no more the dread remorse, 
 Nor can thy terrors us affright. 
 
 6 
 Glory to our incarnate God ! 
 We're sav'd in him ; the work is done ; 
 He leads us, by the Saviour's blood, 
 Up to the glories of his throne. 
 
 HYMN 172. P.M. 
 
 jl E children of my God, 
 
 Ye dear peculiar race, 
 Who're wash'd in Jesus' blood, 
 
 And sav'd through faith by grace ; — 
 Attend and join to tell his fame, 
 Whom John the Baptist call'd the Lamb. 
 
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 2 
 From all eternity 
 
 He Iov'd the sinner's train ; 
 His love forc'd him to die, 
 Compell'd him to be slain : 
 For us, and in our stead, he stood, 
 With all his garments roll'd in blood. 
 3 
 His heart he set on us 
 
 When we are enemies ; 
 And on th' accursed cross, 
 Amidst his tears and cries, 
 He pray'd for us, who us'd him so, 
 " Father, they know not what they do !" 
 4 
 He thought upon us when 
 
 The blood ran from his heart, 
 In all his grief and pain, 
 In all his chiefest smart : 
 Though we it caus'd, he all forgave, 
 And bare it, that he might us save. 
 5 
 Still he remains the same ; 
 
 His foes he loves, and cries) 
 " Believe ye in my name, 
 Lift up, ye lost, your eyes ; 
 Behold me, and you yet shall live, 
 I freely will salvation give." 
 
 HYMN 173. P. M. 
 
 O THOU, who didst thy glory leave, 
 Apostate sinners to retrieve 
 
 From nature's deadly fall ! 
 Since thou hast bought me with a price, 
 My sins against me ne'er shall rise, 
 
 For thou hast borne them all. 
 
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 2 
 And wast thou punish'd in my stead ? 
 Didst thou without the city bleed 
 
 To expiate my stains ? 
 On earth my God vouchsafed to dwett, 
 And made of infinite avail 
 
 The sufferings of the man. 
 3 
 And wast thou for transgressors giv'n ? 
 And did th' incarnate King of heav'n 
 
 For us, his foes expire ? 
 Amaz'd, O earth, the tidings hear ! 
 He bore, that we might never bear> 
 
 His Father's righteous ire. 
 4 
 Ye saints, the man of sorrows bless, 
 The God, for your unrighteousness 
 
 Deputed to atone : 
 Praise, till with the ransom'd throng 
 Ye sing the never ending song, 
 
 And see him on his throne. 
 
 HYMN 174. S. M. 
 
 JESUS ! the Grace reveal'd, 
 The great Salvation shown, 
 The Sum of love's decrees unseal'd, 
 The plant of great renown. 
 
 2 
 Rais'd by the Father's grace, 
 The Plant of his right hand, 
 To represent, before his face, 
 The souls from ev'ry land. 
 
 3 
 Plant of the Father's care ; 
 On whom his love did shine ; 
 O 
 
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 The branches in him hidden were, 
 
 Till he grew to a vine. 
 4 
 
 TV eternal Husbandman, 
 
 To make his branches pure, 
 In wisdom infinite began 
 
 Our barrenness to cure. 
 5 
 
 He then this vine would dress, 
 
 Whilst love his hand did urge, 
 That ev'ry branch in righteousness 
 
 He in one vine might purge. 
 6 
 
 From each superfluous shoot, 
 
 The buds of man's offence ; 
 This to destroy, he purg'd the root, 
 
 And in it ev'ry branch. 
 
 HYMN 175. CM. 
 
 A H' unutterable Word thou art, 
 
 O Christ, to sons of men ! 
 Jehovah spake thee from his heart. 
 
 And worlds existed then. 
 2 
 He spake thee, then, a law to all 
 
 The glorious hierarchy ; 
 And firm decreed their dreadful fall, 
 
 Who would not worship thee. 
 
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 O 
 
 By thee he rules the worlds above, 
 And all the worlds below ; 
 
 By thee, he doth his grace and love. 
 His wrath and justice, shew. 
 4 
 
 Thou, the exalted throne of grace. 
 The Father's peaceful seat, 
 
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 Where we with joy behold his face, 
 
 And worship at his feet. 
 5 
 In thee now sav'd, no more we fear 
 
 The curse of Adam's fall ; 
 In thee with boldness we draw near 
 
 To God, the Judge of all. 
 
 HYMN 176. S. M, 
 
 X AM, saith Christ, the way : 
 
 Now if we credit him, 
 All other paths must lead astray, 
 
 How fair soe'er they seem. 
 « 2 
 
 I am, saith Christ, the Truth : 
 
 Then all that lack this test, 
 Proceed it from an angel's mouth, 
 
 Is but a lie at best. 
 3 
 
 I am, saith Christ, the Life : 
 
 Let this be seen by faith ; 
 It follows, without further strife, 
 
 That all beside is death. 
 4 
 
 If what those words aver, 
 
 The Holy Ghost apply ; 
 The simplest christian shall not eflr, 
 
 Nor be deceiv'd nor die. 
 
 HYMN 177. P. M. 
 
 GLORY be to God on high ! 
 God, whose glory fills the sky : 
 Peace on earth to man forgiv'n j 
 Man, the well belov'dof heav'n-. 
 
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 2 
 Sov'reign Father, heav'nly King, 
 Thee we now presume to sing ; 
 Glad thine attributes confess. 
 Glorious all, and numberless. 
 
 3 
 Hail, by thy works ador'd ! 
 Hail, the everlasting Lord I 
 Thee with thankful hearts we prove, 
 Lord of pow'r, and God of love. 
 
 4 
 Christ our Lord and God we own ; 
 Christ, the Father's only son, 
 Lamb of God for sinners slain, 
 Saviour of offending man. 
 
 5 
 Pow'rful Advocate with God, 
 Justify us by thy blood ; 
 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
 Hear the world's atonement thou ! 
 
 6 
 Hear ; for thou, O Christ, alone 
 With thy gracious Sire, art one ; 
 One the Holy Ghost with Thee, 
 One supreme, eternal Three. 
 
 HYMN 178. P. M. 
 
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 JL W Eternal speaks : All heav'n attends 
 
 " Who that unhappy race defends, 
 
 While justice aims the blow ? 
 
 See nature tremble at their fates : 
 
 Death with his iron sceptre waits : 
 
 Hell opesjier adamantine gates, 
 
 \nd triumphs at their woe. 
 
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 2 
 Which of the bright celestial throng, 
 With love so warm, and heart so strong. 
 
 Dares languish on a cross ? 
 Who can leave liberty for chains ? 
 Abandon ecstacy for pains ? 
 What angel fortitude sustains 
 
 Th' inestimable loss ?" 
 3 
 He said : And death-like silence reign'd : 
 Deep was their awe : The radiant band 
 
 The mighty task declin'd. 
 At once, heav'n's Prince the silence broke, 
 And ardent, thus the Sire bespoke, 
 " None but thy Son can ward the stroke ; 
 
 Then let the task be mine. 
 4 
 Mine be the feeble infant state ; 
 Mine, in return for love, be hate ; 
 
 A manger be my throne. 
 Pain, when thy glory calls, is bliss ; 
 When man's in danger, torture's peace ; 
 Shame praise ; a paradise th' abyss : 
 
 Then yield thy darling Son." 
 5 
 Th' Almighty Radiance smil'd assent : 
 Loud was the shout that aether rent : 
 
 All heav'n was in amaze. 
 " Go, my lov'd image, said the Sire ; 
 Be born, in anguish to expire." 
 Earth triumph ! Angels strike the lyre 
 
 To everlasting praise. 
 
 HYMN 179. C. 1VL 
 
 r ATHER, how wide thy glory shines \ 
 How higk thy wonders rise 1 
 02 
 
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 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 
 By thousands through the skies. 
 2 
 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill ; 
 And on the wings of ev'ry hour 
 
 We read thy patience still. 
 3 
 Part of thy name divinely stands 
 
 On all thy creatures writ, 
 They shew the labour of thy hands, 
 
 The impress of thy feet. 
 4 
 But when we view thy grand design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where wisdom, pow'r and goodness shine, 
 
 In their most glorious forms ; 
 5 
 Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe ; 
 
 We love, and we adore ; 
 The holy angels never saw 
 
 So much of God before. 
 6 
 O may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 HYMN 180. P.M. 
 
 J-N mine own flesh I see 
 
 My dear Redeemer, God : 
 And in that body, he 
 
 Redeem'd me by his blood : 
 Made one, no more to part again 
 With Mm I ever shall remain. 
 
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 Bone of his bone I am, 
 
 And evermore shall be ; 
 One great immortal name 
 
 Is nam'd on him and me : 
 In him, complete, I now possess 
 The fulness of redeeming grace. 
 
 3 
 When from his pierced side 
 
 Came forth, in bleeding love, 
 His lov'd, his royal bride, 
 
 The life divine to prove ; 
 To her this sacred truth he seal'd, 
 That all her maladies were heal'd. 
 
 4 
 What though I mortal am, 
 
 And shall to dust return : 
 In the prevailing Lamb 
 
 I unto God am born ; 
 In him I live above all fear, 
 Nor sin, nor death, can reach me there. 
 
 HYMN 181. P. M. 
 
 BEHOLD that splendour ! Hear the shout 
 Heav'n opens ! Angels issue out 
 
 And throng the nether sky. 
 What solemn tidings do they bring ? 
 Rapt at th' approach of Israel's King, 
 
 They speak the Monarch nigh. 
 2 
 Why does the King approach our land ? 
 Comes he with thunder in his hand, 
 
 The merit of our crimes ? 
 Shepherds be glad ! He comes with peace, 
 Not wrath but universal grace, 
 
 To bless e'en distant climes. 
 
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 3 
 See heav'n's great heir, woman's son ! 
 Behold a manger is his throne ! 
 
 Nay, see him born to die r 
 Yours is the guilt, but his the pain : 
 His are the sorrows, yours the gain : 
 
 Then let his praise be high. 
 4 
 Come, mighty King ! the grace enhance, 
 (A stable was thy palace once) 
 
 Dwell in these hearts of ours : 
 Teach us to praise the Father's love, 
 Till bless'd, transported, fir'd above, 
 
 We sing with nobler pow'rs. 
 
 HYMN 182. L. M. 
 
 ALL glorious God, what hymns of praise 
 Shall our transported voices raise ; 
 What ardent love and zeal are due, 
 While heav'n stands open to our view ? 
 
 2 
 Once we were fallen, O how low ! 
 Just on the brink of endless woe ; 
 When Jesus, from the realms above, 
 Borne on the wings of boundless love, 
 
 a 
 O 
 
 Scatter'd the shades of death and night, 
 And spread around his heav'nly light ; 
 By him, what wond'rous grace is shewn 
 To souls impov'rish'd and undone ! 
 
 4 
 He shews, beyond these mortal shores, 
 A bright inheritance, as ours ; 
 Where saints in light our coming wait, 
 To share their holy happy state. 
 
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 HYMN 185. P.M. 
 
 O LOVE ! what a secret to mortals thou art ! 
 'Tis God's deep eternity, nature and heart : 
 The witnessing dove confirms this high plan, 
 And likewise his word and his dealings with man. 
 The sorrows of Jesus, his torment and pain, 
 Have left no foundation for doubting again. 
 
 2 
 O love ! how myster'ous and boundless art thou ! 
 Thy date and thy measure unlimited flow : 
 This Jesus reveals, with evidence strong ; 
 It gladdens my heart, and enlivens my song, 
 With praise to my Saviour, my Lord, and my God, 
 Whose love is my glory, as view'd in his blood. 
 
 3 
 O love 1 what a gath'ring of souls hast thou made, 
 All into one fountain, one body, one head, 
 Where they were preserved thy own, thro* the fall, 
 The fulness of Jesus, who fills all in all : 
 Close in her pavilion, the darling, the bride, 
 Lay hid in her husband, till born from his side. 
 
 4 
 O love ! what a bridegroom of honour and trust ! 
 The fulness of heaven hath marry'd my dust ; 
 He humbled himself to cleave to his wife, 
 In all her distress, and her sorrows of life ; 
 With her was he number'd amongst the unclean, 
 Nor yet could he loathe her, nor jar come between. 
 
 5 
 O love ! what a husband thy care did provide ! 
 descending from glory in search of thy bride ; 
 Her substance conceiv'd, thy body was she, 
 Incarnate in her, and she then was in thee ; 
 In Mary, the virgin, the twain was made one, 
 Whence God, our Creator, was born a poor man. 
 
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 HYMN 184. C. M. 
 
 Salvation !...oh, the joyful sound ! 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
 A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 2 
 Bury'd in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise, by grace divine,, 
 
 To see a heav'nly day. 
 3 
 Salvation L.let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around ; 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 HYMN 185. P. M. 
 
 X IS finish'd, the Redeemer said, 
 And meekly bow'd his dying head ■; 
 
 Whilst we this sentence scan, 
 Come, sinners, and observe the word, 
 Behold the conquests of our Lord, 
 
 Complete for helpless man. 
 2 
 Finish'd the righteousness of grace, 
 Finish'd for sinners, pard'ning peace ; 
 
 Their mighty debt is paid : 
 Accusing law cancell'd by blood, 
 And wrath of an offended God, 
 
 In sweet oblivion laid. 
 3 
 Who now shall urge a second claim ? 
 The law no longer can condemn, 
 
 Faith a release can shew ; 
 
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 Justice itself a friend appears, 
 The prison house a whisper hears, 
 
 " Loose him, and let him go." 
 4 
 O unbelief, injurious bar ! 
 Source of tormenting, fruitful fear, 
 
 Why dost thou yet reply ? 
 Where'er thy loud objections fall, 
 a 'Tis finish'd," still may answer all, 
 
 And silence ev'ry cry. 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 
 SALVATION, through our dying God, 
 
 Is finish'd and complete : 
 He paid whate'er his people ow'd, 
 
 And cancell'd all their debt. 
 2 
 Salvation now shall be my stay, 
 
 u A sinner sav'd," I'll cry ; 
 Then gladly quit this mortal clay, 
 
 For better joys on high. 
 
 HYMN 187. L. M. 
 
 JL IS finish'd, so the Saviour cried, 
 And meekly bow'd his head and died. 
 'Tis finish'd-: — yes, the race is run, 
 The battle fought, the vict'ry won. 
 
 2 
 'Tis finish'd — all that heav'n decreed, 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, 
 In me, the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 
 'Tis finish'd— Aaron now no more 
 Must stain his robes with purple gore ; 
 
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 The sacred veil is rent in twain, 
 And Jewish rites yo more remarn. 
 
 4 
 'Tis finish'd — this my dying groan 
 Shall sins of ev'ry kind atone : 
 Millions shall be redeem'd from death, 
 By this my last expiring breath. 
 
 5 
 *Tis finish'd — Heaven is reconcil'd, 
 And all the powers of darkness spoil'd : 
 Peace, love, and happiness again 
 Return, and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 6 
 'Tis finish'd — let the joyful sound 
 Be heard through all the nations round : 
 'Tis finish'd — let the echo fly 
 Through heav'n and hell, through earth and sky. 
 
 HYMN 188. L. M. 
 
 Of Him, who did salvation bring, 
 Lord, may we ever think and sing ! 
 Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive ; 
 Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve. 
 
 2 
 Eternal Lord ! Almighty King ! 
 All heav'n doth with thy triumphs ring •; 
 Thou conquer'st all, beneath, above ; 
 Deviis with force, and men with love. 
 
 3 
 To shame our sins, Christ blush'd in blood. 
 He clos'd his eyes to shew us God ; 
 Let all the world fall down and know, 
 That none but God such love could show. 
 
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 HYMN 189. L. M. 
 
 X IS finish'd, cry'd the Lamb of God ; 
 Then died to set his children free ; 
 Salvation's finish'd, cries his blood ; 
 O ! that dear Lamb, who died for me. 
 
 2 
 Down through the shades of death he goes, 
 His enemies all conquer'd flee ; 
 Triumphant over all his foes ; 
 O ! that dear Lamb did all for me. 
 
 3 
 With warrior's scars, deep wounds and blood, 
 Rais'd from the dead, again I see 
 My everlasting Lord and God, 
 That dearest Lamb, who died for me. 
 
 4 
 O 1 worthy Lamb, I'll thee adore ! 
 Let Adam's offspring all agree 
 To praise the Lamb, who dies no more, 
 But lives to bless both them and me. 
 
 HYMN 190. P. M. 
 
 O, MY distrustful heart ! 
 
 How small thy faith appears ! 
 But greater, Lord, thou art 
 Than all my doubts and fears, 
 Did Jesus once upon me shine ? 
 Then Jesus is forever mine*. 
 2 
 Unchangeable his will, 
 
 Though dark may be my frame ; 
 His loving heart is still 
 Eternally the same : 
 My soul through many changes goes ; 
 His love no variation knows. 
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 3 
 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, 
 
 And perfectly perform 
 The work, thou hast begun 
 In me a sinful worm : 
 Midst all my fears, and sin, and woe. 
 Thy spirit wiil not let me go. 
 4 
 The bowels of thy grace 
 
 At first did freely move : 
 I stiil shall see thy face, 
 And feel that God is love. 
 Myself into thine arms I cast ; 
 IrfOrd, save, O save, my soul at last. 
 
 HYMN 191. S. M. 
 
 W E now with gladness tell, 
 What proof our God hath giv'n, 
 That we with him shall ever dwell 
 Above the highest lieav'n. 
 
 2 
 That our Creator's love 
 Essential is to man, 
 His dealings with us fully prove, 
 Through all the christian plan. 
 
 3 
 Such was his love to us, 
 He freely gave his Son 
 To suffer death upon the cross, 
 And, bleeding, there atone. 
 
 4 
 For us he made him sin, 
 Then pierc'd him to the heart ; 
 This to destroy, the spear went in. 
 For this, he bore the smart. 
 
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 HYMN 192. L. M. 
 
 J_ O sing Immanucl's grace divine, 
 Ye saints, employ your tuneful breath : 
 Delightful is the sacred theme 
 Of Jesus' love, more strong than death. 
 
 2 
 Lo ! whilst we were his enemies, 
 Meet objects of Almighty wrath ; 
 He paid his life a sacrifice, 
 His love to shew, more strong than death. 
 
 3 
 Sinners to save from endless woe, 
 The Father's frown he sunk beneath ; 
 The law's dread penalty he bore, 
 Displaying love, more strong than death. 
 
 4 
 Ye saints, unite with those above, 
 Ev'n in your last expiring breath ; 
 Unite to sing the Saviour's love, 
 More strong, more powerful, than death. 
 
 HYMN 193. L. M. 
 
 A.WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise - f 
 He justly claims a song from me ; 
 His loving kindness, O how free ! 
 
 2 
 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; 
 He sav'd me from my lost estate ; 
 His loving kindness, O how great ! 
 
 3 
 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes. 
 Though earth, and hell, my way oppose, 
 
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 He safely leads my soul along ; 
 His loving kindness, O how strong -! 
 
 4 
 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood ; 
 His loving kindness, O how good I 
 
 5 
 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail ; 
 Oh ! may my last expiring breath. 
 His loving kindness sing, in death. 
 
 6 
 Then let me mount and soar away, 
 To the bright world of endless day ; 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise* 
 His loving kindness, in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 194. C. M. 
 
 WHEN I behold my bleeding God, 
 
 Each mountain seems a plain ; 
 But if I e'er forget his blood, 
 
 The mountains rise again. 
 2 
 What means my inbred sense, so rude. 
 
 To war against my peace ? 
 Or why should reason bold intrude 
 
 Upon a Saviour's grace ? 
 3 
 What though my senses loudly say, 
 
 I have nor faith, nor love ; 
 Nor am I in the living way 
 
 That leads to realms above ? 
 4 
 What if still, to increase my grief, 
 
 It summons lust and pride, 
 
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 Hardness of heart, and unbelief, 
 
 And all my ills beside ? 
 5 
 And, from the whole, would witness this, 
 
 Thou art devoid of grace ; 
 How canst thou hope, in worlds of bliss, 
 
 To see the Saviour's face ? 
 6 
 To this, the witness of my Lord, 
 
 Greater than all in me, 
 Replies in his unerring word, 
 
 The Saviour's grace is free. 
 
 HYMN 195. L. M. 
 
 O GOD, my Sun, thy blissful rays 
 Irradiate, warm, and guide my heart I 
 How dark, how mournful are my days, 
 If thine ealiv'ning beams depart ! 
 
 2 
 Scarce through the shades, a glimpse of day 
 Appears to these desiring eyes ! 
 But shall my drooping spirit say, 
 " The cheerful morn will never rise I" 
 
 3 
 O let me not despairing mourn, 
 Though gloomy darkness spreads the sky ; 
 My glorious Sun will yet return, 
 And night with all its horrors fly. 
 
 4 
 O, for the bright, the joyful day, 
 When hope shall in assurance die 1 
 So tapers lose their feeble ray 
 Beneath the Sun's refulgent eye. 
 
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 HYMN 196. C. M. 
 
 JBLESS'D be the everlasting God, 
 
 The Father of our Lord : 
 Be his aboundinng mercy prais'd, 
 
 His majesty ador'd. 
 2 
 When from the dead he rais'd his son, 
 
 And call' him to4he sky, 
 He gave our souls a lively hope 
 
 That they should never die. 
 3 
 What though our inbred sins require 
 
 Our flesh to see the dust ? 
 Yet as the Lord our saviour rose, 
 
 So all his foll'wers must. 
 4 
 There's an inheritance divine 
 
 Reserv'd against that day ; 
 'Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd, 
 
 And cannot waste away. 
 5 
 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept, 
 
 Till the salvation come : 
 We walk by faith, as strangers here, 
 
 Till Christ shall call us home. 
 
 HYMN 197. L. M. 
 
 W HY sinks my weak, desponding mind 
 Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh ? 
 Can sov'sciin goodness be unkind ? 
 Am I not safe if God be nigh ? 
 
 2 
 He holds all nature in his hand : 
 That gracious hand on which I live. 
 
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 Does life, and time, and death command, 
 And has immortal joys to give. 
 
 3 
 'Tis he supports this fainting frame, 
 On him alone my hopes recline ; 
 The wond'rous glories of his name, 
 How wide they spread ! how bright they shine ! 
 
 4 
 Infinite wisdom ! boundless pow'r ! 
 Unchanging faithfulness and love ! 
 Here let me trust, while I adore, 
 Nor from my refuge e'er remove. 
 
 HYMN 198. S. M. 
 
 Jr AITH ; — 'tis a precious grace, 
 
 Where'er it is bestow'd ! 
 It boasts of a celestial birth, 
 
 And is the gift of God ! 
 2 
 
 Jesus it owns a King, 
 
 An all-anointing Priest ; 
 It claims no merit of its own, 
 
 But looks for all in Christ. 
 
 3 
 
 To him it leads the soul, 
 
 When fill'd with deep distress ; 
 Flies to the fountain of his blood, 
 
 And trusts his righteousness. 
 4 
 
 Since 'tis thy work alone, 
 
 And that, divinely free ; 
 Lord, send the spirit of thy son 
 
 To work this faith in me. 
 
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 HYMN 199. S. M. 
 
 N O W let our voices join 
 
 To form a sacred song ; 
 Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, 
 
 With music pass along. 
 2 
 
 How strait the path appears, 
 
 How open and how fair ! 
 No lurking gins t' entrap our feet ; 
 
 No fierce destroyer there. 
 3 
 
 But flow'rs of paradise 
 
 In rich profusion spring ; 
 The Sun of glory gilds the path, 
 
 And dear companions sing. 
 
 4 
 
 See Salem's golden spires 
 
 In beauteous prospect rise ; 
 And brighter crowns than mortals wear, 
 
 Which sparkle through the skies. 
 5 
 
 All honour to his name, 
 
 Who marks the shining way ; 
 To him, who leads the wand'rers on 
 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 HYMN 200. P. M. 
 
 CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways ! 
 
 2 
 Ye are trav'ling home to God, 
 In the ways the Fathers trod ; 
 
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 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall sec. 
 
 3 
 O, ye banish 'd seed, be glad ! 
 Christ our Advocate is made ! 
 Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 
 Shout, ye little flock and bless'd, 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest : 
 There your seat is now prepar'd, 
 There ycur kingdom and reward. 
 
 5 
 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land : 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son. 
 Bids you, undismay'd, go on. 
 
 6 
 Lord, obediently we go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 
 HYMN 201. C. M. 
 
 %3 ESUS ! I love thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to mine ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 
 That earth and heav'n might hear, 
 2 
 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 
 
 My transport and my trust ; 
 Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, 
 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 3 
 All my capacious pow'rs can wish, 
 
 In thee doth richly meet ; 
 
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 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 
 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 
 
 And shed its fragrance there ; 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 
 I'll speak the honours of thy name 
 
 With my last labouring breath ; 
 And dying, clasp thee in my arms, 
 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 HYiMN 202. C. M. 
 
 JlxAIL, Alpha and Omega, hail ! 
 
 Author of all our faith, 
 The Finisher of all our hopes, 
 
 The Truth, the Life, the Path. 
 2 
 Hail ! First and Last, the Morning Star, 
 
 In whom we live and move ; 
 Increase our little spark of faith, 
 
 And purify our love. 
 3 
 Let that belief, which Jesus taught, 
 
 Be treasur'd in our breast ; 
 The evidence of unseen joys, 
 
 The substance of our rest. 
 4 
 O, let us go from strength to strength, 
 
 From grace to greater grace ; 
 From one degree of faith, to more, 
 
 Till we behold thy face. 
 
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 HYMN 203. P. M. 
 
 A DEBTOR to mercy alone, 
 
 Of covenant Mercy I sing ; 
 Nor fear, with thy righteousness on, 
 
 My person and offerings to bring : 
 The terrors of law and of God, 
 
 With me can have nothing to do ; 
 My Saviour's obedience and blood 
 
 Hide all my transgressions from view. 
 2 
 The work which his goodness began, 
 
 The arm of his strength will complete ; 
 His promise is yea and amen, 
 
 And never was forfeited yet : 
 Things future, nor things that are now, 
 
 Not all things below, nor above, 
 Can make him his purpose forego, 
 
 Qr sever my soul from his love. 
 3 
 My name from the palms of his hands 
 
 Eternity will not erase ; 
 Impress'd on his heart it remains, 
 
 In marks of indelible grace : 
 Yes, I to the end shall endure, 
 
 As sure as the earnest is giv'n ; 
 Mere happy, but not more secure, 
 
 Than glonfy'd spirits in heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 204. S. M. 
 
 V OUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 Down from the willows take ; 
 Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord. 
 Bid ev'ry string awake. 
 
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 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We are not far from home j 
 And nearer to our house above 
 
 We ev'ry moment come. 
 3 
 
 His grace shall to the end 
 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 4 
 
 The time of love will come, 
 
 When we shall clearly see 
 Not only that he shed his blood, 
 
 But each shall say, " For me." 
 5 
 
 Tarry his leisure then, 
 
 Wait the appointed hour ; 
 Wait till the bridegroom of your souls, 
 
 Reveal his love with pow'r. 
 6 
 
 Bless'd is the man, O God, 
 
 That stays himself on thee ; 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 HYMN 205. P. M. 
 
 U.OW glorious the Lamb 
 
 Is seen on his throne ! 
 His labours are o'er, 
 
 His conquests put on j 
 A kingdom is giv'n 
 
 Into the Lamb's hand. 
 In earth and in heav'n, 
 
 Forever to stand. 
 
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 2 
 Ye sinners below 
 
 Then trust in the Lord, 
 Look up to his arm, 
 
 His honour his word : 
 A thirst for his favour, 
 
 His Godhead adore, 
 Look up to your Saviour," 
 
 And joy evermore ! 
 
 HYMN 206. P. M. 
 
 MlGHTY God, while angels bless thee, 
 
 May an infant lisp thy name ? 
 Lord of men, as well as angels, 
 
 Thou art ev'ry creature's, theme. 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen, 
 
 2 
 Lord of ev'ry land and nation, 
 
 Ancient of eternal days ! 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 
 Be thy just and lawful praise. 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hailelujah, Amen = 
 
 3 
 For the grandeur ot thy nature, 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought, 
 For created works of power, 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought, 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 4 
 For thy providence, that governs 
 
 Through thine empire's wide domain ; 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, 
 
 Blessed be thy gentle reign. 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Arnen 
 
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 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
 
 Dark through brightness all along ; 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression, 
 
 Who dare sing that awful song ? 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 6 
 Brightness of the Father's glory, 
 
 Shall thy praise unutter'd lie ? 
 Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! 
 
 Sing the Lord who came to die. 
 Hallelujah, Hallolujah, Hallelujah, Amen, 
 
 HYMN 207. P. M. 
 
 FATHER, behold us here, 
 
 According to thy word ; 
 To worship without fear, 
 Our dear redeeming Lord ; 
 O may thy light and truth now shine. 
 To warm each heart with love divine ! 
 2 
 Drawn, wholly drawn, by thee, 
 
 To Jesus we are come, 
 And by thy teaching we 
 Perceive our work is done : 
 Through which a title we obtain 
 As kings and priests, with thee to reign. 
 
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 O 
 
 We bless thee, God of peace, 
 
 For life and glory giv'n* 
 To us and all the race 
 
 Call'd up from earth to heav'n ; 
 Hasten, great God, the day of love, 
 When ev'ry soul his grace shall prove. 
 
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 HYMN 208. L. M. 
 
 C/OME, worship at Immanucl's feet ; 
 See, in his face, what wonders meet ! 
 Words are too feeble to express 
 His worth, his glory, or his grace. 
 
 2 
 When shall we climb those higher skies, 
 Where storms and tempests never rise 1 
 Where he nnveils his lovely face, 
 And shines and reigns the God of grace ? 
 
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 Nor earth, nor air, nor sun, nor stars, 
 Nor heav'n, his full resemblance bears ; 
 His beauties we can never trace, 
 Till we behold him face to face. 
 
 HYMN 209. L. M. 
 
 .DEAR Shepherd, see thy flock here met, 
 Before thy pierced feet to bow ; 
 To praise thy wounds, thy blood and sweat. 
 Through which eternal love did flow. 
 
 2 
 Thou art with us where'er we meet ; 
 Nor wilt thou leave us, holy L*2i ; 
 We find a calm. ^; cSS "' d retreat" 
 ** en .-u*cii the cov'ring of thy name. 
 
 3 
 Great mercies thou to us hast shewn, 
 Since first we knew that we were thine : 
 Since first thou mark'd us for thine own, 
 With grace and righteousness divine. 
 
 4 
 Seal'd for thine own we surely are j 
 Thy spirit, Lord, our witness is : 
 
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 Nor can we fall from Jesus far, 
 For he is love and tenderness. 
 
 5 
 There's none can pluck us from his hand,, 
 Inclos'd by grace on ev'ry side ; 
 His oath, his promise, firmly stand, 
 We ever shall with him abide ! 
 
 6 
 He never will himself deny ; 
 Nor could he die for man in vain ; 
 How then shall God in wrath destroy 
 The souls, for whom the Lamb was slain ? 
 
 HYMN 210. C. M. 
 
 HOW pow'rful is the glorious word ! 
 
 The unctious word of God 1 
 Which preaches Jesus Christ, our Lord, 
 
 His suff 'rings, death, and blood. 
 
 2 
 How it reveals his mystery, 
 
 Who did our souls redeem ! 
 Explains the sacred unity, 
 
 And shouts us, sav'd in him. 
 
 It shews us ev'ry law command; 
 
 Dear Lamb, fulfill'd in thee : 
 And bids us, fast and fearless stand, 
 
 Where thou hast made us free. 
 
 4 
 Dear, glorious Lamb, we thee adore ; 
 
 We praise thee, for thy word : 
 But for thyself, we praise thee more, 
 
 Q ! holy, holy Lord I 
 
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 HYMN 211. P. M. 
 
 W E the joyful sound have heard. 
 
 And, bearing, have believ'd : 
 What the gospel hath declar'd, 
 
 We, sinners, have receiv'd : 
 Blasted lies the creature's pride, 
 
 And human haughtiness sinks low : 
 Jesus and him crucify'd, 
 
 Is all the bliss we know. 
 
 HYMN 212. P. M* 
 
 HOW charmingly sounds 
 
 The word of the Lord ! 
 Where witness abounds, 
 
 That man is restor'd 
 To God, his possession, 
 
 Dear Jesus, in thee ; 
 From sin and transgression 
 
 Forever set free. 
 2 
 How glorious the name 
 
 Of Jesus, our King ! 
 Thou crucify'd Lamb, 
 
 Thine honours we sing : 
 Our hope and salvation 
 
 To world without end ; 
 Our nearest Relation, 
 
 And faithfullest Friend. 
 
 HYMN 213. L. 3VL 
 
 Jl E sons of men, with joy record 
 The various wonders of the Lord ; 
 And let his pow'r and goodness sound 
 Through all your tribes, the earth around 
 
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 2 
 Let the high heav'ns you?' songs invite, 
 Those spacious fields of brilliant light, 
 Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, 
 And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 
 
 3 
 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd, 
 Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruits and shade 
 Peopled with life of various forms, 
 Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 
 
 4 
 View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
 And think how wide its Maker reigns ; 
 That band remotest nations joins, 
 And on each wave his goodness shines. 
 
 5 
 But, O ! that brighter world above, 
 "Where lives and reigns incarnate love i 
 i God's only Son, in flesh array'd, 
 For man, a bleeding victim made.. 
 
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 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar ; 
 There, in the land of praise, adore ; 
 The theme demands an angel's lay, 
 Demands an everlasting day. 
 
 HYMN 214. P. M. 
 
 GLORY to God on high ! 
 Let earth and skies reply, 
 
 Praise ye his name ! 
 His love and grace adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore ; 
 Sing aloud evermore, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb, 
 
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 2 
 Jesus, our Lord and God, 
 Bore sin's tremendous load ; 
 
 Praise ye his name ! 
 Tell, what his arm hath done, 
 What spoils from death he won ; 
 Sin^; his great name alone ; 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 3 
 While they around the throne 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name ; 
 Those, who have felt his blood 
 Sealing their peace with God, 
 Sound his dear fame abroad, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 4 
 Join, all ye ransom'd race, * 
 Our holy Lord to bless ; 
 
 Praise ye his name ; 
 In him we will rejoice, 
 And make a joyful noise, 
 Shouting with heart and voice, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb ! 
 5 
 What though we change our place ? 
 Yet, we shall never cease 
 
 Praising his name ! 
 To him our songs we bring, 
 Hail him our gracious King, 
 And, without ceasing, sing, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 6 
 Then let the hosts above, 
 in realms of endless love, 
 
 Praise his dear name ! 
 
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 To him ascribed be 
 Honour and majesty. 
 Through all eternity ; 
 Worthy the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 215. C. M. 
 
 t ATHER of mercies ! send thy grace, 
 
 All pow'rful from above, 
 To form, in our obedient souls. 
 The image of thy love. 
 2 
 O, may our sympathizing breasts 
 That gen'rous pleasure know, 
 Kindly to share in other's joy, 
 And weep for other's woe ! 
 3 
 When the most helpless sons of grief 
 
 *In low distress are laid, 
 Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
 And swift our hands to aid. 
 4 
 So Jesus look'd on dying man, 
 
 When thron'd above the skies ; 
 And midst th' embraces of his God, 
 He felt compassion rise. 
 5 
 On wings of love the Saviour flew, 
 
 To raise us from the ground ; 
 And ohed the richest of his blood, 
 A balm f r,T * ev'ry wound. 
 
 HYMN 216. C. M. 
 
 bEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 
 With all-engaging charms ! 
 
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 Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, 
 
 And folds them in his arms I 
 2 
 •' Permit them to approach," he cries, 
 
 " Nor scorn their humble name ; 
 For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
 
 The Lord of angels came." 
 3 
 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands; 
 
 And yield them up to thee ; 
 Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — 
 
 Thine let our offspring be. 
 4 
 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear ; 
 
 Ye children, seek nis face ; 
 And fly with transport to receive 
 
 The blessings of his grace. 
 5' 
 If orphans they are left behind, 
 
 Thy guardian care we trust : 
 That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, 
 
 If weeping o'er their dust. 
 
 HYMN 217. C. M, 
 
 HOW large the promise ! how divine. 
 
 To Abrah'm and his seed ! 
 " I'll be a God to thee and thine, 
 
 SuuDl v ' np * a11 tneir need." 
 2 
 The words of his extensive love 
 
 From age to age endure ; 
 The angel of the cov'nant proves, 
 
 And seals, the blessing sure. 
 3 
 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 
 
 To our great fathers giv'n ; 
 
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 He takes young children to his arms, 
 And calls them heirs of heav'n. 
 4 
 
 Our God, how faithful are his ways ! 
 His love endures the same ; 
 
 Nor from the promise of his grace? 
 Blots out the children's name. 
 
 HYMN 218. P. M. 
 
 C^OME, thou Fount of every blessing. 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ! 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise : 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above : 
 Praise the mount — O, fix me on it ; 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 2 
 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home : 
 lZZ"- sou £ht me » when a stranger 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to save my soul from danger, 
 
 Interpos'd with precious blood. 
 
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 O ! to grace how great a deht^ 
 
 D^lly >* m constraint to be I 
 Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it j 
 
 Prone to leave the God 1 love — 
 Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it ; 
 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
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 HYMN 219. S. M. 
 
 BLESSED be God for all ; 
 For all things here below ; 
 For pain, and ease, and joy, and thrall 
 To my advantage grow. 
 
 2 
 Blessed be God, for shame, 
 For slander, and disgrace ; 
 Welcome reproach, for Jesus' name , 
 Like flint, Lord, set my face. 
 
 3 
 Blessed be God, for loss, 
 For loss of earthly things ; 
 For ev'ry scourge, and ev'ry cross, 
 Still nearer Jesus brings. ' 
 
 4 
 Blessed be God for pain, 
 Which tears my flesh like thorns ; 
 It crucifies my carnal man, 
 To God, my soul returns. 
 
 5 
 Blessed be God, for friends ; 
 Blessed be God, for foes ; 
 Blessed be God, whose gracious ends 
 No finite creature knows. 
 
 6 
 Blessed be God, for life ; 
 Blessed be God, for death ; 
 Blessed be God, for joy, or grief ; 
 I welcome all through faith. 
 
 HYMN 220. L. M. 
 
 W ITH solemn shout, we sing thy praise. 
 Ancient of everlasting days ! 
 Thou daily gather'st home thine own, 
 Who bear thy cross, to wear thy crown 
 
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 2 
 Let all rejoice, and no one grieve,; 
 This day we meet to take our leave 
 Of our dear brother's precious dust, 
 Until the rising of the just. 
 
 3 
 One with the body of the Lamb, 
 Seal'd with Immanuel's new name, 
 A member of his flesh and bone ; 
 By blood redeem'd, to heav'n he's gone. 
 
 4 
 Then mourn not o'er the lifeless clay, 
 Burt wait the resurrection day, 
 When Christ the Saviour shall appear, 
 And he come with him in the air. 
 
 HYMN 221. L. M. 
 
 JMOST precious in our Saviour's sight 
 Are all his saints, unnotic'd death ! 
 He bears them to eternal light 
 When they resign their mortal breath . 
 
 2 
 Precious the soul by him redeem'd, 
 From threat'ning evils snatch J d away : 
 Precious their dust, by him esteem'd, 
 He'll raise it at the latter day. 
 
 3 
 Free from this world's incumber'd cares, 
 From satan's rage, and human spite, 
 From sin's distrcss 3 and gloomy fears ; 
 How precious this in Jesus' sight ! 
 
 4 
 All this and more, our brother proves ; 
 Now he the son of man can see ; 
 He sees, he feels, he joys, he loves I 
 And all from intermission free. 
 
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 HYMN 222. L. M. 
 
 _L HUS we commemorate the day, 
 On which our dearest Lord was slain ; 
 Thus we our pious homage pay, 
 Till he appears on earth again. 
 
 2 
 Come, great Redeemer, open wide 
 The curtains of the parting sky ; 
 On a bright cloud, in triumph ride, 
 And on the wind's swift pinions fly. 
 
 3 
 Come, King of kings, with thy bright train, 
 Cherubs, and Seraphs, heav'niy hosts ; 
 Assume thy right, enlarge thy reign 
 As far as earth extends her coasts. 
 
 4 
 Come, Lord, and, where thy cross once stood, 
 There plant thy banner, fix thy throne ; 
 Subdue the rebels by thy word, 
 And claim the nations for thine own. 
 
 HYMN 223. C. M. 
 
 MORTALS, behold the dying leve 
 
 Of your redeeming King ! 
 JTe, who redemption's wonders prove, 
 
 His mighty praise should sing. 
 * 2 
 
 While you his broken body see, 
 
 And feast on heav'niy bread ; 
 Mark, how he groan'd on Calvary ; 
 
 Behold him, with the dead ! 
 3 
 Sinners ! the cup, o'erflowing, view, 
 
 And taste the cheering wine ; 
 
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 Think, how his side was pierc'd for you, 
 T' appease the wrath divine. 
 4 
 
 Then let his praise be your employ, 
 While life and breath remain ; 
 
 Soon shall we soar to realms of joy, 
 And raise a louder strain. 
 
 HYMN 224. L. M. 
 
 •J ESUS ! when faith, with fixed eyes. 
 Beholds thy wond'rous sacrifice, 
 Love rises to an ardent flame, 
 And we all other hope disclaim. 
 
 2 
 With cold affections who can see 
 The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree. 
 Thy flowing tears, and purple sweat, 
 Thy bleeding hands, and head, and feet ? 
 
 3 
 Look, saints, into his op'ning side, 
 The breach how large, how deep, how wide ! 
 Thence issues forth a double flood, 
 Of cleansing water, pard'ning blood. 
 
 4 
 Hence, O my soul, a balsam flows, 
 To heal thy wounds, and cure thy woes ; 
 Immortal joys come streaming down, 
 Joys, like his grief, immense, unknown. 
 
 5 
 Thus I could sit, and ever sing 
 The suff 'rings of my heav'nly King ; 
 With glowing pleasure spread abroad 
 The myst'ries of a dying Lord. 
 
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 HYMN 225. L. M. 
 
 XN mem'ry of our dying Lord 
 We take the sacred bread and wine, 
 And thankfully his grace record ; 
 How bright his love and mercy shine 1 
 
 2 
 In lively figures here wc see 
 The crucifv'd Redeemer's face, 
 Expiring on the cursed tree. 
 To ransom our apostate race. 
 
 3 
 Sinners to save from endless woes, 
 The wrath divine he sinks beneath ; 
 The law's dread curse he undergoes, 
 At once disarming sin, and death. 
 
 4 
 Here Jesus all his grace displays, 
 And makes his brightest glories known ; 
 To him each saint glad homage pays, 
 And triumphs in his cross alone. 
 
 HYMN 226. L. M. 
 
 CxREAT God ! thy power and wisdom shine 
 In all the works thy hand hath wrought j 
 But mercy, love, and grace divine, 
 Exceed the pow'r of speech, or thought. 
 
 2 
 Thy precious blood, immortal Lamb, 
 Takes from the world its guilt away ; 
 Our sin, and curse, reproach, and shame. 
 Are drown'd in thine own crimson sea. 
 
 3 
 Salvation !— 'tis a welcome sound, 
 To weary souls, by sin oppress'd ; 
 
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 Here, sinners, you may heal y©ur wounds., 
 And sooth your griefs and fears to rest. 
 
 4 
 While in this dark abode we stay, 
 Our feeble voices let us raise ; 
 Then up to glory wing our way, 
 And join th' eternal song of praise. 
 
 HYMN 227. S. M- 
 
 OuR heav'nly Father calls 
 
 And Christ invites us near ; 
 With both, our friendship shall be sweet, 
 
 And our communion dear. 
 2 
 
 God pities all our griefs ; 
 
 He pardons ev'ry day ; 
 Almighty to protect our souls, 
 
 And wise to guide our way. 
 3 
 
 How large his bounties are I 
 
 What various stores of good, 
 Diffus'd from our Redeemer's hand, 
 
 And purchas'd with his blood ! 
 4 
 
 Jesus, our living Head, 
 
 We bless thy faithful care ; 
 Our advocate before the throne, 
 
 And our Forerunner there* 
 
 5 
 Here fix my roving heart ! 
 Here wait my warmest love ! » 
 Till the communion be complete 
 In nobler scenes above. 
 
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 HYMN 228. CM. 
 
 .LjET ev'ry mortal ear attend, 
 
 And ev'ry heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 With an inviting voice. 
 2 
 Rivers of love and mercy here 
 
 In a rich ocean join ; 
 Salvation in abundance flows, 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 3 
 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day ; 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 HYMN 229. P. M. 
 
 -l^ET earth and heav'n agree, 
 
 Angels and men be join'd, 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Saviour of mankind : 
 T J adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 
 2 
 Jesus ! transporting sound ! 
 
 The joy of earth and heav'n ; 
 No other help is found, 
 No other name is giv'n, 
 By which we can salvation have, 
 hut Jesus came the world to save. 
 3 
 Jesus ! harmonious name ! 
 
 It charms the hosts above ; 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 And wonder at his love ; 
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 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 
 'Tis heav'n to see our Jesus' face. 
 4 
 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 ? 
 5 
 O, for a trumpet's voice, 
 
 On all the world to call ; 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 In him who dy'd for all ! 
 For all, my Lord was crucify'd, 
 For all, for all, my Saviour dy'd ! 
 
 HYMN 230. P. M, 
 
 GrRATEFUL notes and numbers bring. 
 While Jehovah's praise we sing ; 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord, 
 .Be thy glorious name ador'd I 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Men on earth, and saints above, 
 Sing the great Redeemer's love ; 
 Lord, thy mercies never fail, 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 
 2 
 While on earth ordain'd to stay, 
 Guide our footsteps in thy way : 
 Till we come to reign with thee, 
 And all thy glorious greatness see I 
 Men on earth, &c. 
 
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 3 
 Then, with angels, we'll again 
 Wake a louder, louder strain : 
 There^ in Joyful songs oi praise, 
 We'll our grateful voices raise. 
 Men on earth, &c. 
 
 HYMN 231. P. M. 
 
 XkAISE the Lord, who reigns above, 
 
 And keeps his court below ; 
 Praise the holy God of love, 
 
 And all his greatness shew ; 
 Praise him for his noble deeds, 
 
 Praise him for his matchless power : 
 Him from whom all good proceeds, 
 
 Let earth and heaven adore. 
 2 
 Publish, spread to all around 
 
 The great Jehovah's name, 
 Let the trumpet's martial sound 
 
 The Lord of hosts proclaim : 
 Praise him ev'ry tuneful string, 
 
 All the reach of heav'nly art, 
 \11 the powers of music bring, 
 
 The music of the heart. 
 3 
 Him, in whom they move and live, 
 
 Let ev'ry creature sing, 
 Glory to their Maker give, 
 
 And homage to their king : 
 Hallow'd be his name beneath, 
 
 As in heaven on earth ador'd, 
 Praise the Lord in every breath ; 
 
 Let all things praise the Lord. 
 
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 HYMN 232. P. M. 
 
 I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, 
 And when my voice is lost in death, 
 
 Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought, and being last. 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 2 
 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On Israel's God ; he made the sky, 
 
 And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
 His truth forever stands secure ! 
 He saves th' oppress'd, he feeds the poor, 
 
 And none shall find his promise vain. 
 3 
 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind ; 
 The Lord supports the fainting mind ; 
 
 He sends the lab'ring conscience peace ; 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 The widow and the fatherless, 
 
 And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 
 4 
 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
 And when my voice is lost in death, 
 
 Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought and being last, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 HYMN 233. L. M. 
 
 iN OW shall our souls with pleasure raisye, 
 To our dear Lord a song of praise : 
 We'll sing his love, his goodness tell, 
 Our Saviour hath done all things well- 
 
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 With pitying eyes he view'd our case, 
 And came to save our ruin'd race ; 
 He conquer'd sin, and death, and hell ; 
 Our Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 He undertook to bear our load, 
 And bring us back again to God ; 
 To fit us with himself to dwell j 
 Christ Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 4 
 He will accomplish his design, 
 And all things in himself combine ; 
 No more shall ever they rebel ; 
 Our Jesus will do all things well. 
 
 5 
 His work, how great ! his plan, how vast 
 But when it all appears at last, 
 It will our highest praise excel ; 
 For Jesus will do all things well. 
 
 6 
 When the creation is restor'd, 
 And God shall be by all ador'd, 
 How loudly will the triumph swell, 
 Our Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
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 Sin, death, and hell, will Christ destroy, 
 And fill the universe with joy ; 
 His love shall then each voice compel 
 To cry " He hath done all things well." 
 
 HYMN 234. P. M. 
 
 JjEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, 
 Let each enraptur'd thought obey, 
 And praise th' Almighty Name ; 
 
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 Lo ! heav'n and earth, and seas and skies, 
 In one melodious concert rise, 
 
 To swell th' inspiring theme. 
 2 
 Thou, heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, 
 Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God ; 
 
 Ye thunders, speak his power ; 
 Lo ! on the lightning's rapid wings, 
 In triumph, rides the King of kings, 
 
 Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 
 3 
 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, 
 To join the thunder of the skies, 
 
 Praise him who bids you roll ; 
 His praise in softer notes declare, 
 Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the soul. 
 4 
 Wake, all ye soaring throng, and sing ; 
 Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, 
 
 Harmonious anthems raise ; 
 To him, who shap'd your finer mould, 
 Who tip'd your glittering wings with gold, 
 
 And tun'd your voice to praise. 
 5 
 Let man, by nobler passions swayM, 
 The feeling heart, the reas'ning head, 
 
 In heav'nly praise employ : 
 Spread the Creator's name around, 
 Till heav'n's wide arch repeat the sound, 
 
 The general burst of joy. 
 
 HYMN 235. P. M. 
 
 _I_jET all the earth their voices raise 
 To sing a lofty song of praise, 
 
 And bless the great Jehovah's name ; 
 
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 1 1 is glory let the heathen know, 
 His wonders to the* nations show, 
 
 And all liis works of grace proclaim. 
 2 
 .Great is the Loivl, his praise be great, 
 Who sits on high enthron'd in state, 
 
 To him alone let piaise be giv'n ; 
 Those gods, the heathen world adore, 
 In vain pretend to sov'reign power, 
 
 He only rules who made the heav'n. 
 
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 He fram'd the globe, he spread the sky. 
 And all the shining worlds on high, 
 
 He reigns complete in glory there ; 
 His beams are majesty and light, 
 His glories how divinely bright ! 
 
 His temple how divinely fair ! 
 4 
 Let heaven be glad, let earth rejoice, 
 Let ocean lift its roaring voice, 
 
 Proclaiming loud Jehovah reigns ; 
 For joy let fertile valleys sing, 
 And tuneful groves their tribute bring, 
 
 To him w.iose power the world sustains. 
 5 
 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, 
 When earth shall own its sov'reign pow'r, 
 
 And barb'rous nations fear his name ; 
 Then shall the universe confess 
 The beauty of his holiness, 
 
 And in his courts his grace proclaim. 
 
 HYMN 236. C. M. 
 
 I^-OME, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne, 
 
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 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 
 « Worthy the Lamb that dy'd," they cry, 
 
 " To be exalted thus ;" 
 " Worthy the Lamb," our hearts reply, 
 
 " For he was slain for us." 
 
 3 
 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and pow'r divkie ; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 
 Be, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 4 
 The whole creation join in one, 
 
 To feless the sacred name 
 Of him that sits upon the throne, 
 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 237. L. M. 
 
 XjLESS'D be thy name, my God and King, 
 Fain would my heart thy praises sing," 
 For all the mercies of the night, 
 And blessings of the morning light. 
 
 2 
 'Tis through thy mercy, Lord, to me, 
 I've liv'd another day to see ; 
 May I this day thy praise proclaim, 
 And give the glory to thy name. 
 
 3 
 Give me this day my daily bread, 
 And while my body's richly fed, 
 O ! may my soul be truly bless'd, 
 And feed on Christ, my righteousness. 
 
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 HYMN 238. P. M. 
 
 AWAY with our sorrow and fear, 
 
 We soon shall recover our home ; 
 The city of saints shall appear, 
 
 The day of eternity come : 
 From earth we shall quickly remove, 
 
 And mount to cur native al 
 The house of our fattier above, 
 
 The palace of angels and God. 
 2 
 Our mourning is all at an end, 
 
 When rais'd by the life-giving word, 
 We see the new city descend, 
 
 Adorn'd as a bride from her Lord ; 
 The city so holy and clean, 
 * No sorrow can breathe in the air ; 
 No gloom of affliction or sin, 
 
 No shadow of evil is there ! 
 3 
 By faith we already beh,pld 
 
 That lovely Jurusalem here ; 
 Her walls are of jasper and gold, 
 
 As crystal her buildings are clear ; 
 Immovably founded in grace, 
 
 She stands, as she ever hath stood, 
 And brightly her Builder displays, 
 
 ^.nd flames with the glory of God. 
 4 
 No need of the sun in that day, 
 
 Which never is follow'd by night, 
 Where Jesus's beauties display 
 
 A pure and a permanent light. 
 The Lamb is their light and their sun, 
 
 And lo 1 by reflection they shine, 
 With Jesus ineffably one, 
 
 And bright in effulgence divine ! 
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 HYMN 239. P. M. 
 
 JLo ! He comes with clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favour'd sinners slain ! 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 
 Swell the triumph of his train : 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Christ appears on earth to reign. 
 2 
 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him 
 
 Rob'd in glorious majesty ; 
 Those, who set at nought, and sold him, 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 3 
 The dear tokens of his passion !' 
 Still his dazzling body bears ; 
 Cause of endless exultation, 
 To his ransom'd worshippers ; 
 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars. 
 4 
 Yea, amen ! let all adore thee 
 
 High on thine eternal throne ; 
 Saviour, take the power and glory, 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own ; 
 
 Jah, Jehovah, 
 Everlasting God come down. 
 
 HYMN 240. P. M. 
 
 JtvISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Tow'rds heav'n, thy native place : 
 
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 Sun, and moon, and stars decay, 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To scats prepared above. 
 2 
 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 Fire ascending seeks the sun, 
 
 Both speed them to their source : 
 So a soul, that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3 
 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 Soon our Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skies : 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be giv'n, 
 All our sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchang'd for heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 241. L. M. 
 
 A HE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord ; 
 In ev'ry star, thy wisdom shines : 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
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 The changing seasons, day and night, 
 Thy pow'r and providence confess : 
 But that bless'd volume brings to light, 
 Thy grace, and truth, and righteousness. 
 
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 The circling sun conveys thy praise 
 Round the whole earth, and never stands 
 So has thy truth its cheering rays, 
 Diffus'd to widely distant lands. 
 
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 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 
 Till through the world thy truth has run 
 Till Christ has all the nations bless'd, 
 That see the light, or feel the sun. 
 
 HYMN 242. CM. 
 
 ©ING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
 
 Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue : 
 His new discover'd grace demands 
 
 A new and noble song. 
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 Say to the nations, Jesus came 
 
 A guilty world to save ; 
 From vice and error to reclaim, 
 
 And rescue from the grave. 
 3 
 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day i 
 
 Joy through the earth be seen ; 
 Let cities shine in bright array, 
 
 And fields in cheerful green. 
 4 
 With pleasure lift your wond'ring eyes, 
 
 Ye islands of the sea : 
 Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, 
 
 Prepare the Saviour's way. 
 5 
 Behold he comes, he comes to bless 
 
 The nations as their God ; 
 To show the world his righteousness, 
 
 And send his truth abroad. 
 
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 HYMN 243. P. M. 
 
 rRAISE to thee, thou great Creator, 
 
 Praise be thine from ev'ry tongue, 
 Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature, 
 
 Join the universal song. 
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 For ten thousand blessings giv'n, 
 
 For the hope of future joy, 
 Sound his praise through earth and heav'n, 
 
 Sound Jehovah's praise on high. 
 
 HYMN 244. P. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 J. WAS ever in Jehovah's heart, 
 That Christ, the Mediator's part 
 
 Should perfectly perform ; 
 Oh love divine ! my soul resounds, 
 Love without bottom, without bounds, 
 
 To ev'ry fallen worm. 
 2 
 Could angels, who surround his throne. 
 For Adam's sinful race atone, 
 
 An angel had come down ; 
 But God design'd that human clay 
 Should human failures all repay, 
 
 And raise them to a throne. 
 3 
 Oh ! glorious work, surpassing all 
 The beauties of this earthly ball, 
 
 Or each revolving sphere ; 
 They speak the great Creator wise : 
 They fill our lucid wond'ring eyes, 
 
 They gloomy regions cheer ! 
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 But what are planets, stars, or sun, 
 To the kind work that God has done 
 
 For spirits who rebel : 
 When planets from their orbits fall. 
 And conflagration seize this ball, 
 
 Secure, with him, they'll dwell. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
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 Christ had a kingdom to redeem : 
 From love, eternal love, the scheme 
 
 Originally came ; 
 The price he paid, his purple gore 
 Did all our fallen race restore ; 
 
 He will his ransom'd claim. 
 6 
 My soul anticipates the hour, 
 When raised by Almighty Pow'r, 
 
 I near the throne shall stand ; 
 There, see my God, with smiling face.. 
 Receive the millions sav'd by grace, 
 
 From my Redeemer's hand : — 
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 Methinks I hear the Saviour say, 
 My work's complete, this happy day 
 
 My soul is satisfied ; 
 Anger, and death, and hell are gone ; 
 Sin, sorrow, pain, no more are known ; 
 
 For this, for this, I died. 
 
 HYMN 245. P. M. 
 
 X E tribes of Adam join, 
 With heav'n, and earth, and seas. 
 
 And offer notes divine 
 , To your Creator's praise ; 
 
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 Ye holy thronp: of angels bright) 
 In realms ol light begin the song. 
 2 
 Thou sun with dazzling rays, 
 
 And moon that rules the night) 
 Shine to your Maker's praise, 
 \\ ith stars of twinkling light. 
 His pow'r declare, ye floods on high, 
 And clouds that fly in empty air. 
 3 
 The shining worlds above 
 
 In beauteous order stand, 
 Or in swift courses move 
 By his supreme command. 
 He spake the word, and all their frame 
 From nothing came to praise the Lord. 
 4 
 Ye mountains near the skies, 
 
 With lofty cedars there, 
 And trees of humbler size, 
 That fruit in plenty bear ; 
 Beasts, wild and tame, birds, flies, and worms. 
 In various forms exalt his name. 
 5 
 Virgins and youth engage 
 
 To sound his praise divine, 
 While infancy and age 
 Their feebler voices join. 
 Wide as he reigns his name be sung, 
 By ev'ry tongue, in endless strains. 
 6 
 Let all the nations fear 
 
 The God that rules above : 
 He brings his people near, 
 
 And makes them taste his love : 
 While earth and sky attempt his praise, 
 His saints shall raise his honours hierh. 
 
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 HYMN 246. P. M, 
 
 HEAVENLY Father^ here we bless thee,, 
 
 All thy goodness we adore ; 
 And with humble songs address thee, 
 
 God of mercy, love, and pow'r ! 
 Thou hast been our great salvation, 
 
 Through the world's deceitful maze ; 
 Through affliction and temptation, 
 
 Thou hast kept us all our days. 
 
 2 
 Having help from thee obtained, 
 
 Here before thee, Lord, we stand ; 
 Foes and fears thou hast restrained, 
 
 By thy gracious, mighty hand ; 
 Ev'ry want hast thou supplied, 
 
 Life and health, and needful food ; 
 Nothing has thy love denied 
 
 Which thou knew'st would do us good. 
 
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 But renewing love and favour 
 
 In us wrought by sovereign grace, 
 Through a dear and precious Saviour, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise : 
 Here our sins are all forgiven ; 
 
 Here our mighty debt is paid ; 
 Here we've peace, and peace with heav'n 
 
 Made with him our living Head. 
 
 HYMN 247. S. M. 
 
 IxRACE ! 'tis a charming sound ! 
 Harmonious to the ear ! 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
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 Grace first contriv'd a way 
 To save rebellious man 
 \nd all the steps that grace display, 
 Which drew the wond'rous plan. 
 
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 Grace first inscrib'd my name 
 In God's eternal book : 
 'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, 
 Who all my sorrows took. 
 
 4 
 Grace led my roving feet 
 To tread the heav'nly road ; 
 And new supplies each hour I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 5 
 Grace taught my soul to pray, 
 And made my eyes o'erflow : 
 'Twas grace which kept me to this day 
 And will not let me go. 
 
 6 
 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 HYMN 248. P. M. 
 
 Jr ROM heav'n the loud, th' angelic song began, 
 
 It shook the skies, and reach'd astonish'd man ; 
 By man re-echo'd, it shall mount again, 
 
 W T hilst fragrant odours fill the blissful plain. 
 2 
 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway, 
 
 In earth or heav'n the Lord of all ; 
 Ye princes, rulers, pow'rs obey, 
 
 And low before his footstool fall. 
 
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 The deed was done ! the Lamb was slain ! 
 
 The groaning earth the burthen bore : 
 He rose, he lives ! he lives to reign, 
 
 Nor time shall shake his endless pow'r. 
 4 
 Riches, and all that decks the great, 
 
 From worlds unnumber'd hither bring ; 
 The tribute pour before his seat, 
 
 And hail the triumphs of our King. 
 5 
 Wisdom and strength are his alone, 
 
 He rais'd the top-stone, shouting grace ; 
 Honour has built his lofty throne, 
 
 And glory shines upon his face. 
 6 
 Higher, still higher, swell the strain ; 
 
 Creation's voice the note prolong ; 
 The Lamb shall ever, ever reign ; 
 
 Let hallelujahs crown the song. 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 HYMN 249. C. M. 
 
 XjEGIN, my tongue, some heav'nly theme, 
 
 And speak some boundless thing, 
 The mighty works, or mightier name, 
 
 Of our eternal King. 
 2 
 Tell of his wond'rous faithfulness, 
 
 And sound his pow'r abroad ; 
 Sing the sweet promise of his grace, 
 
 And the performing God. 
 3 
 Proclaim ' Salvation from the Lord 
 
 < For wretched, dying men ;' 
 
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 His hand has writ the sacred word 
 With an immortal pen. 
 
 4 
 Engrav'd as in eternal brass, 
 
 The mighty promise shines : 
 Nor can the pow'rs of darknes raze 
 
 Those everlasting lines. 
 
 HYMN 250. P. M. 
 
 PART FIRST. 
 
 J EHOVAH reigns ! let ev'ry nation hear, 
 And at his footstool bow, with holy fear ; 
 Let heaven's high arches echo with his name, 
 And the whole peopled earth his praise proclaim ; 
 Wide, and more wide, the homage still extending 
 Through boundless space, and ages never ending. 
 
 2 
 He rules, with wide and absolute command, 
 O'er the wild ocean and the stedfast land : 
 Jehovah reigns, unbounded and alone, 
 And all creation hangs beneath his throne : 
 He reigns alone, let no inferior nature 
 Usurp the honours of the sole Creator. 
 
 3 
 He bade the struggling beams of infant light 
 Shoot through the massy gloom of ancient night, 
 His spirit hush'd the elemental strife, 
 And fed the kindling flame of nature's life, 
 Seasons and months began their long procession, 
 And measur'd o'er the year in bright succession. 
 
 4 
 The sun receives the splendour of his ray, 
 Assumes his station, and creates the day ; 
 And the pale moon reflects her borrow'd light 
 Superior o'er the shadows of the night ; 
 
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 Ten thousand glitt'ring lamps the skies adorning, 
 Numerous as dew drops in a vernal morning. 
 
 5 
 From chaos rising, earth confess'd his pow*r ; 
 Adorn'd with ev'ry plant and ev'ry flow'r ; 
 And issuing from the hollow of his hand " 
 The waters compass and divide the land ; 
 Seas, rivers, all their destin'd channels knowing, 
 And in new forms eternal goodness showing. 
 
 6 
 The new born earth complete in rich array, 
 At length prepares to take her annual way ; 
 And with untarnish'd lustre as she stood, 
 Her Maker bless'd his work, and call'd'it good ; 
 The morning stars with joyful acclamation 
 Exulting sung, and hail'd the new creation. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
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 This wond'rous globe, the creature of a day, 
 Tho' built by God's right hand, must pass away, 
 And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things. 
 The fate of empires, and the pride of kings : 
 Eternal night shall veil their proudest story, 
 And drop the curtain o'er ail hutiian glory. 
 
 8 
 The sun himself, with gath'rlng clouds oppress'd, 
 Shall in his silent, dark pavillion rest ; 
 His golden urn shall break, and useless lie 
 Amidst the common ruins of the sky ; 
 The stars rush headlong in the wild commotion, 
 And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean. 
 
 9 
 But fix'd, O God, for ever stands thy throne ; 
 Jehovah reigns an universe alone ; 
 Th' eternal fire, that feeds each vital flame, 
 For ever was, for ever is the same ; 
 
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 He dwells within his own unfathom'd essence, 
 And fills all space with his unbounded presence. 
 
 10 
 But oh ! we sink the theme we aim to raise, 
 And silence is our least injurious praise. 
 Ceasej cease your songs, the daring flight control; 
 Revere him in the stillness of the soul ; 
 With humblest duty prostrate fall before him, 
 And deep within your inmost hearts adore him 
 
 HYMN 251. P. M. 
 
 SONS of Adam, why despair ? 
 Know your heav'nly Father's care : 
 Though you're fallen, ye shall be 
 Heirs of bliss, eternally. 
 
 2 
 God is love, nor wrath can bear ; 
 Love with wrath shall never share : 
 Chast'ning rods as mercies prove, 
 Guided by a Father's love. 
 
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 Christ, the ransom price hath paid ; 
 He's become his people's Head : 
 He on Calvary's summit dy'd : 
 God, your Father's satisfy'd. 
 
 4 
 Trace his love, and say, if you 
 Can refrain from loving too ; 
 Walk his ways and trust his word ; 
 Peace, and comfort they'll afford. 
 
 HYMN 252. C. M. 
 
 XxE comes 1 Jehovah comes to bles-- 
 The nations as their God : 
 
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 To shew his truth in righteousness* 
 
 And spread his power abroad. 
 2 
 The christian world in darkness lies. 
 
 By falshood over-run ; 
 The moon and stars no longer rise, 
 
 And clouds have veil'd the sun. 
 3 
 But lo ! the mighty God appears, 
 
 On clouds behold him rise ; 
 He comes to dry his Zion's tears, 
 
 And cheer his mourning bride. 
 4 
 Now sacred love with mildest rays 
 
 In Zion's land shall rise ; 
 The heavenly sun divinely blaze, 
 
 And brighten all the skies. 
 5 
 Now truth shall chace the clouds away, 
 
 And falshood reign no more ; 
 But one unclouded, heavenly day 
 
 Shall shine from shore to shore. 
 
 HYMN 253. L. M. 
 
 J. HE morning dawns ; celestial light 
 Dispels the gloomy shades of night ; 
 Truth rears her standard once again, 
 And love, celestial love, shall reign. 
 
 2 
 The heavenly Sun, the Lord our God, 
 Beams his refulgent rays abroad : 
 He comes to bless the ransom'd soul, 
 And spread his truth from pole to pole 
 
 3 
 Now nations barb'rous, rude, and blind, 
 In Jesus shall salvation find : 
 
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 Idols before his name shall fall, 
 And Christ our God be Lord of all. 
 
 4 
 Thus every land and clime shall hear 
 
 The Lord is God, his name revere ; 
 From sin, and death, and darkness rise., 
 
 And join the concert of the skies. 
 
 HYMN 254. S. M. 
 
 JLONG have the infernal band 
 
 In bondage held the mind ; 
 Darkness and lies spread o'er the land,. 
 
 And made the nations blind. 
 2 
 
 The christian world lias lain 
 
 In error, sin, and night ; 
 But heav'n's bright sun appears again. 
 
 And beams celestial light. 
 3 
 
 Now living waters flow, 
 
 To cheer the humble soul ; 
 From sea to sea the rivers go, 
 
 And spread from pole to pole. 
 4 
 
 Now righteousness shall spring, 
 
 And grow on earth again ; 
 Jesus Jehovah be our King, 
 
 And o'er the nations reign. 
 5 
 
 Jesus shall rule alone, 
 
 The world shall hear his word ; 
 By one bless'd name shall he be knowu> 
 
 The universal Lord. 
 
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 HYxMN 255. C. M. 
 
 BEHOLD the God of truth and might, 
 
 Jehovah, Jesus, Lord ; 
 Around him beams celestial light, 
 
 And be our God ador'd ! 
 2 
 The Son of man, and God of heav'n, 
 
 On clouds he makes his way : 
 To him are pow'r and glory giv'n. 
 
 And boundless is his sway. 
 3 
 His holy kingdom is begun, 
 
 And will divinely grow ; 
 Nations and lands, from sun to sun, 
 
 Their God and Saviour know. 
 4 
 People of ev*ry name confess 
 
 Jehovah, Jesus, Lord, 
 Serve him in truth and righteousness. 
 
 And glory in his word. 
 5 
 His kingdom must for ever stand, 
 
 Our God for ever reign : 
 His church, supported by his hand, 
 
 Eternal shall remain. 
 
 HYMN 256. L. M. 
 
 «J ESUS, thou Sun of love divine, 
 Thy rays through boundless nature shine 
 In thee with bright effulgence meet 
 Wisdom and love, and light and heat. 
 
 2 
 Through heaven thy glory is display'd 
 In one bright day without a shade : ; 
 
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 Angels From thee supremely prove 
 The nameless, endless joys of love. 
 
 3 
 With thee they dwell in fervid light, 
 Nor feel nor fear the shades of night ; 
 Thy heavenly beams will never fail, 
 But one eternal day prevail. 
 
 4 
 Be darkness known on earth no more, 
 But truth display'd from shore to shore ; 
 Till men of every land shall see 
 Thy glory, Lord, and worship thee. 
 
 5 
 *Tis done — the Sun of love appears, 
 The shades withdraw, the morning clears \ 
 Now love and truth prevails again, 
 And one eternal day shall reign. 
 
 HYMN 257. CM. 
 
 How shall we praise thy dear-lov'd Name 
 
 Our Saviour and our God ; 
 Fain would we all thy love proclaim, 
 
 And sound thy pow'r abroad. 
 2 
 But ah ! our noblest accents die, 
 
 So weak and mean they prove j 
 In vain our warmest praises try 
 
 To speak thy boundless love. 
 
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 So vast the subject, angels' tongues 
 
 Can never speak its worth ; 
 Not all their soul-enchanting songs 
 
 Can ever set it forth. 
 4 
 Unfathomable are its deeps, 
 
 Its height no angel knows % 
 
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 Open this fountain ever keeps? 
 
 And unto all it flows. 
 5 
 For love is Deity alone, 
 
 'Tis heav'n, and all divine ; 
 It beams refulgent from the throne ; 
 
 And will forever shine. 
 
 HYMN 258. C. M. 
 
 W HEN Jesus shed compassion's tear 
 
 O'er Israel's fallen i ace, 
 t* I will (said he) again appear, 
 
 And with superior grace." 
 2 
 The Jews were faithless, and his word 
 
 They treated with disdain : 
 But faithful is the mighty Lord, 
 
 And, lo ! he comes again. 
 3 
 But not the man of sorrow now, 
 
 He bears the cross no more ; 
 No more sharp thorns disgrace his brow 
 
 But heav'n and earth adore. 
 4 
 The mighty God of all appears, 
 
 The only God is he ; 
 He comes to dry his Zion's tears, 
 
 And set the captive free. 
 
 HYMN 259. C. M. 
 
 'JN OW blessing, honour, glory, praise 
 
 By angel hosts are sung ; 
 The saints below their voices raise, 
 
 And join the heav'nly throng. 
 
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 2 
 Ador'd be he who comes to bless 
 
 The nations with his love ; 
 To shew his truth and righteousness, 
 
 And ev'ry cloud remove. 
 3 
 Blessed be he who comes to reign 
 
 In Zion's happy land : 
 Jerusalem is built again, 
 
 And shall forever stand. 
 4 
 No more this kingdom shall decay, 
 
 No more the temple fall ; 
 Here Jesus reigns with endless sway, 
 
 The King and Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 260. P. M. 
 
 WrIAT blessings below we daily receive ! 
 There's nothing too great for Jesus to give ; 
 Ten thousand rich mercies encircle us round, 
 And we in this desert with goodness are crown'c), 
 
 2 
 Though common our gifts, no less do they prove 
 The Giver is kind and free in his love ; 
 The more they are common, the more may we see 
 How kind to poor sinners Jehovah can be. 
 
 3 
 Our health,strength,and ease, our clothing and food, 
 Jehovah gives these, and all that is good ; 
 The earth teems with plenty our wants to supply, 
 And millions of cattle to feed us must die. 
 
 4 
 For us must the rain in showers descend, 
 The vast orbs of light our footsteps attend ; 
 The sun teams around us in glory by day, 
 The moon and stars nightly direct us our way 
 
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 5 
 
 Nor merely our wants has Jesus supplied, 
 He gives us enough for pleasures beside ; 
 All nature stands ready to render us aid, 
 And all the creation our servant is made. 
 
 6 
 Come, then, O my soul, his goodness confess 
 To Jesus thy praise with rapture express ; 
 For mercies he gives thee send praises above, 
 And let not the angels excel thee in love. 
 
 HYMN 261. L. M. 
 
 AS we advance in wisdom's ways, 
 Thy love demands new songs of praise ; 
 Our pleasures, joys, and hopes increase? 
 And all within is settled peace. 
 
 2 
 Our foes with weaker pow'r assail ; 
 With strength increasing we prevail ; 
 Above our ev'ry tempter ri^e, 
 And press with zeal towards the skies. 
 
 3 
 Look we at death ? 'tis with delight ; 
 A gentle sleep, and short the night ; 
 Angels support the feeble head, 
 Our souls have nothing here to dread. 
 
 4 
 Think we of judgment ? happy day ! 
 Jovful the summons we obey ; 
 It is to meet the God we love, 
 And take our glorious crowns above. 
 
 5 
 Transporting thought ! celestial state i 
 For tkis we live, for this we wait ; 
 And while we take the happy road, 
 Our songs of praise ascend to God, 
 
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 HYMN 262. P. M. 
 
 H.AIL, happy day, the type of rest, 
 When all the faithful shall be bless'd, 
 
 And cease from toil and pain ; 
 So we to-day the emblem prove, 
 Cease from all work, but praise and love, 
 
 And solid pleasure gain. 
 2 
 To-day our mighty Conqueror rose, 
 In triumph o'er his numerous foes, 
 
 And death a captive bound ; 
 So we from ev'ry evil rise, 
 Mount up in thought towards the skies, 
 
 And walk on Zion's ground ! 
 3 
 Begone, ye ev'ry worldly care ; 
 My soul to study, praise, and prayer, 
 
 To-day be wholly giv'n ; 
 I'll humbly wait at Jesus' feet, 
 The saints in solemn worship meet, 
 
 And learn the way to heav'n. 
 4 
 Jesus will kindly condescend 
 To teach my soul, my heart amend, 
 
 And fill me with his love ! 
 That ev'ry sabbath I may know, 
 An antepast of heav'n below, 
 
 The rest of saints above ! 
 
 HYiMN 263. L. M. 
 
 _L HOU God of mercy, loving, kind, 
 To save the fallen race inclin'd ; 
 Mercy and love are thy delight, 
 And all thy ways are just and right. 
 
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 2 
 Can Christ our God a Moloch be, 
 Pleas'd with his creatures' misery ? 
 Dooming nine-tenths of men that fell, 
 To burning flames and endless hell ? 
 
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 A God in wrath and vengeance dress'd, 
 In rage which cannot be express'd ? 
 Decreeing unborn souls to death, 
 Long ere they sinn'd, or drew their breath 
 
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 No, Lord, thy name and nature's love, 
 To all mankind thy bowels move ; 
 Thy saving grace for all is free, 
 And none are doom'd to misery. 
 
 HYMN 264. L. M. 
 
 JaISE, ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 
 Prepare a sweet angelic song ; 
 Surprising mercies must require 
 An angel's lay, a seraph's fire. 
 
 2 
 See what the gracious God of heav'n 
 Hath now to his own Israel giv'n ; 
 No heart can feel, no tongue express, 
 The wonders of his love and grace. 
 
 3 
 In ev'ry age the Lord was kind, 
 And to his church reveal'd his mind ; 
 But we enjoy a wond'rous store 
 Of mercies never known before. 
 
 4 
 The sun of heav'n illumes the soul, 
 Oceans of mercies sweetly roll ; 
 The heav'nly streams of truth and love 
 Flow freely from the Fount above. 
 
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 O happy day ! we live to sec 
 How kind to men our God can be : 
 His greatest mercies stand confess'd. 
 And Zion is divinely bless'd. 
 
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 Thy truth and loving kindness, Lord, 
 We will with holy songs record ; 
 To us are richest favours giv'n, 
 And praises shall return to heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 265. P. M. 
 
 H-OW charming the subject I sing, 
 How grand is the rapturous strain ; 
 Ye angels your eloquence bring, 
 
 With music enliven the plain : 
 In all its enchantments divine, 
 
 The subject you joyfully prove ; 
 And happy the mortals that join 
 With you to taste conjugal love. 
 2 
 Tis holy, seraphic, and pure, 
 
 It flows from the fountain of grace ; 
 The vile, the abandon'd impure, 
 
 With these it can never have place : 
 'Tis only enjoy'd by the mind, 
 
 In whom true religion is found ; 
 Nor here we the happiness find, 
 Without a celestial ground. 
 3 
 Where then is the rapturous pair, 
 
 Who conjugal pleasures possess ? 
 'Tis found with the man and the fair, 
 
 Whose only delight is to bless ; 
 Whose love is so ardent a flame, 
 That nothing can equal its fire i 
 
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 Whose will is in all things^ the same, 
 The same is their ev'ry desire ! 
 
 United by Jesus alone, 
 
 In goodness, in truth, and in heart, 
 And both are so perfectly one, 
 
 Eternity never can part ; 
 Their union has love for its ground, 
 
 The love of the Lord to his bride \ 
 And hence in affection they're bound 
 
 So close, they can never divide. 
 
 HYMN 266. L. M. 
 
 jl E nations round the earth rejoice 
 Before the Lord, your sov'reign King : 
 Serve him with cheerful heart and voice 
 With all your tongues his glory sing. 
 
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 The Lord is God : 'Tis he alone 
 Doth life, and breath, and being give : 
 We are his work, and not our own ; 
 The sheep that on his pastures live. 
 
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 Enter his gates with songs of joy, 
 With praises to his courts repair ; 
 And make it your divine employ, 
 To pay your thanks and honours there 
 
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 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; 
 Great is his grace, his mercy sure : 
 And the whole race of man shall find 
 His truth from age to age endure 
 
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 HYMN 267. S. M. 
 
 ARISE, my soul, arise, 
 
 And with a cheerful voice, 
 In God, the source of all thy joys, 
 
 Thy Saviour God, rejoice. 
 2 
 
 His robes were stain'd in blood, 
 
 When he subdu'd his foes ; 
 And 'twas for us the mighty God 
 
 To conquer hell arose. 
 3 
 
 By his almighty pow'r, 
 
 Against our foes he fought ; 
 And in the great and awful hour, 
 
 Our full salvation wrought. 
 
 HYMN 268. P. M. 
 
 J.N yon bless'd world above, 
 Where angel-hosts reside, 
 The Sun of truth and love 
 Is never known to hide ; 
 Its sacred heat for ever glows, 
 Divinely sweet to all it flows. 
 2 
 Its all-attracting light 
 
 For ever flows the same ; 
 No darkness there or night, 
 No clouds obscure the flame : 
 One endless day will constant shine 
 And ev'ry ray is light divine. 
 8 
 O, could we see this light, 
 
 And feel its heav'nly heat, 
 Joyful we'd take our flight 
 To some celestial seat ; 
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 With angels sit and sing away 
 At Jesus' feet, an endless day. 
 4 
 But stay, my soul, forbear — 
 
 The kingdom is thine own ; 
 But let me first prepare, 
 Then covet to be gone : 
 Stay yet below till fully pure, 
 Then shall I know my heav'n is sure. 
 
 HYMN 269. C. M. 
 
 t^OME, from the stately mansions i}ove, 
 
 The heav'nly landscape see ; 
 Behold the wide extended grove, 
 
 With fruit on ev'ry tree ! 
 2 
 O glorious foliage, lively green, 
 
 In shades of various dye ! 
 Above, below, around, are seen 
 
 A paradise of joy. 
 3 
 Here walks of wond'rous length extend, 
 
 And deep the rural gloom ; 
 The golden fruits in clusters bend, 
 
 With flowers of rich perfume. 
 4 
 From walk to walk the angels rove, 
 
 Or on the banks recline ; 
 In songs of praise, and notes of love, 
 
 With nameless rapture join. 
 5 
 Sweet bow*rs are form'd, and velvet seats. 
 
 By young entwining shoots ; 
 And all the happy, bless'd retreats 
 
 Abound with pleasant fruits. 
 
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 Here beds of flow'rs celestial, spread, 
 The fragrance cheers the mind ; 
 
 And arched bow'rs above the head, 
 In wond'rous beauty join'd. 
 
 HYMN 270. S. M. 
 
 DARKNESS pervades the mind. 
 
 And clouds prevent the light, 
 That few Jehovah Jesus know, 
 
 Or worship him aright. 
 2 
 
 But, Lord, we come to thee, 
 
 And bow before thy throne ; 
 In thy Divine Humanity 
 
 Thou art our God alone. 
 3 
 
 Thine essence none can see, 
 
 That is beyond our sight ; 
 But thy Divine Humanity 
 
 Is seen in heav'nly light. 
 4 
 
 Thou art the only God, 
 
 The only Man art thou ; 
 And only thee our souls adore, 
 
 At thy bless'd feet we bow. 
 5 
 
 In essence thou art one, 
 
 And one in person too ; 
 Though in thine essence, seen by none} 
 
 Thy person we may view. 
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 The human made Divine, 
 
 Our souls with joy adore ; 
 And soon with angels we shall join. 
 
 To praise and love thee more. 
 
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 HYMN ,271. L.M. 
 
 .DEATH, thou art welcome to my arms, 
 Attended with a thousand charms ; 
 From prison then I shall be freed, 
 By pow'r divine, and live indeed. 
 
 2 
 Then let this feeble flesh decay, 
 Joyful the summons I'll obey ; 
 My heav'nly body longs to flee 
 From prison to full liberty. 
 
 3 
 This flesh and blood I want no more, 
 I land upon a purer shore ; 
 Its work is done, and I resign 
 That dust, which is no longer mine. 
 
 4 
 Then will my spirit glorious rise, 
 Matur'd by goodness for the skies ! 
 A form of heav'nly light and love, 
 And well prepar'd to live above ! 
 
 HYMN 272. L. M. 
 
 X O thee, Jehovah, Lord, alone, 
 Who reignest on th' eternal throne ; 
 We send our praises, Lord, to thee, 
 In thy Divine Humanity. 
 
 2 
 While others boast more gods than one, 
 Some two, some three, and others none : 
 Jesus, we worship none but thee, 
 
 In thy Divine Humanity. 
 
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 What other God should we adore ? 
 Thou art our Lord, we want no more ; 
 
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 Thou hast reveal'd thy Deity, 
 In thy Di\ine Humanity. 
 
 4 
 In human form thou art confess'd, 
 With all divine perfections bks.s'd ; 
 And soon we shall our Saviour see 
 In his Divine Humanity. 
 
 5 
 Be all thy name by us ador'd, 
 Jehovah, Jesus, God, or Lord ; 
 For all thy boundless Deity 
 Centers in thy Humanity. 
 
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 We worship thee, und thee alone, 
 As Father, Holy Ghost, and Son ; 
 The one Jehovah God we see 
 In thy Divine Humanity. 
 
 HYMN 273. S. M. 
 
 ▼V HEN I survey this world, 
 With all its beauteous frame, 
 Its great Creator I adore, 
 And celebrate his name. 
 
 2 
 The boundless whole displays 
 The wonders of the Lord : 
 All nature echoes with his praise,. 
 And be his name ador'd. 
 
 3 
 The sun in ev'ry beam 
 Proclaims the God above : 
 Its ardent rays exhibit him, 
 Who rules the worlds in love, 
 
 4 
 The lofty stars by night, 
 The moon with paler glow> 
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 In ev'ry twinkling ray of light. 
 
 Their Maker's honour shew, 
 5 
 
 The universal whole 
 
 Proclaims Jehovah's praise ; 
 And O, that ev'ry living soul 
 
 Would songs of honour raise ! 
 
 6 
 The worlds were made in love, 
 By wisdom all divine ; 
 And while in praise my tongue can move. 
 That praise, O Lord, be thine I 
 
 HYMN 274. S. M. 
 Salvation ! o the thought i 
 
 For sinners doom'd to die, 
 Paid for by Jesus, dearly bought, 
 To raise his foes on high. 
 
 2 
 Salvation, O the song ! 
 Let all the world proclaim, 
 And ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue* 
 Rejoice to hear the name. 
 
 3 
 Salvation, rich and free, 
 Salvation, long and broad, 
 Sabation for such worms as we, 
 'Tis all the work of God. 
 
 4 
 He works to will and do, 
 The Alpha is his name, 
 \nd he the great Omega too, 
 All glory to the Lamt>. 
 
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 HYMN 275. C. M. 
 
 JEHOVAH Jesus is my Lord. 
 
 I trust in him alone ; 
 For ev'ry promise of lus word 
 
 Is stedfast as his throne. 
 2 
 Am I a sinner in his sight, 
 
 And humbled for my guilt ? 
 To save and heal is his delight, 
 
 For me his blood was spilt. 
 3 
 Am I athirst for living wine ? 
 
 The fountain's full and free ; 
 Jesus will give the truth -divine, 
 
 He promis'd it to me. 
 4 
 Am I desiring heav'nly bread 
 
 With an impatient mind ? 
 With this I shall be richly fed,. 
 
 For Jesus Christ is kind. 
 
 HYMN 276. S. M. 
 
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 RE AT God, we give thee praise 
 For all thy wond'rous grace ! 
 Thy kind and condescending ways 
 To our poor fallen race ! 
 
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 Thou hast thy love reveal'd 
 Beyond what prophets knew ; 
 The holy book of truth unseal'd 
 To our astonish'd view. 
 
 3 
 We wander now no more 
 Where sons of darkness lead ; 
 
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 But truth in sacred light explore* 
 
 And wonder while we read. 
 4 
 
 The letter of thy word 
 
 Before we hardly knew ; 
 And in our awful darkness, Lord, 
 
 Deem'd half the word untrue. 
 5 
 
 But now its inward sense 
 
 Is open'd to the mind ; 
 We learn thine heav'nly doctrines thence. 
 
 And living waters find. 
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 Lord, we adore thy name, 
 
 For light and truth divine ! 
 From thee the welcome mercies came, 
 
 And be the glory thine ! 
 
 HYMN 277. L. M. 
 
 WOW we are met from diff'rent parts 
 May heav'nly love inspire our hearts j 
 May all we do be done in love, 
 Like those that meet to praise above. 
 
 2 
 May this a striking emblem be, 
 Of that great meeting all must see : 
 Where heav'nly love tunes ev'ry chord, 
 In loud hosannas to the Lord. 
 
 3 
 Be with us, Jesus, while we stay, 
 And guide us when we praise or pray ; 
 In all we do, may we proclaim 
 The praise and glory of thy name. 
 
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 HYMN 278. S. M. 
 
 xjUT O, what wonders rise 
 
 To our astonish'd view ! 
 The clouds are driven from the skies, 
 
 And all the scene is new. 
 2 
 
 No more a fruitless strife 
 
 For error we maintain ; 
 The word is spirit, truth, and life, 
 
 And human notions vain. 
 3 
 
 The word is all divine, 
 
 Its inmost is the Lord ; 
 His glories through the letter shine, 
 
 And be his name ador'd ! 
 4 
 
 Now Jesus gives to know 
 
 Its true internal sense ; 
 And doth to all his church below 
 
 Its light and truth dispense. 
 5 
 
 None but the Lord can make 
 
 His word to sinners known ; 
 What Jesus gives we thankful take, 
 
 And bow before his throne ! 
 
 HYMN 279. L. M. 
 
 JljOLD is the man. who dares to curse 
 One soul, here on this earthly ball, 
 Since Jesus dy'd and rose for us, 
 In whom God justify'd us all. 
 
 2 
 He that condemns one soul on earth, 
 He doth condemn the Lord's elect j 
 
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 He doth condemn himself to death, 
 And doth the Son of God reject. 
 
 3 
 Since Jesus Christ contains the whole. 
 In whom all nations are as one ; 
 He that condemns a single soul, 
 Condemns Jehovah's righteous Son. 
 
 4 
 The man that doth one soul despise, 
 Rejecteth God, and Christ his Lamb ; 
 The Lord afresh he crucifies, 
 And puts him to an open shame. 
 
 5 
 Christ is our Head, we join to him, 
 In such a perfect unity, 
 That if we harm the smallest limb, 
 We do the whole an injury. 
 
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 With Christ we all were crucify'd, 
 With Jesus Christ we rose again, 
 And in him we are justify'd, 
 And with him we shall live and reign. 
 
 HYMN 280. P. M. 
 
 jE angels that surround the throne, 
 Where your Creator's name is known, 
 
 Through all the realms above, 
 Your greatest skill in praising try, 
 And all your golden harps employ, 
 
 To sing creating love. 
 2 
 But you the children of his love, 
 Who have been call'd to mount above. 
 
 From sin and sorrow too : 
 
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 Let angels to your songs give place, 
 For you can sine; redeeming grace, 
 
 Your song is always new. 
 3 
 And may we not, who still lay here, 
 With joy and triumph lend an ear, 
 
 And humbly try to sing, 
 Though darkly through a glass we see, 
 Each of us cry, " he dy'd for me, 
 
 Adored be my King." 
 4 
 But when we take the sacred book, 
 And at each precious promise look, 
 
 Of universal grace : 
 'Tis here the joyful day we view, 
 When the poor Gentile with the Jew* 
 
 Shall see his Saviour's face. 
 
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 Then may all Adam's fallen race, 
 As fellow-heirs of this same grace, 
 
 And branches of one vine, 
 In one eternal song conspire, 
 To praise the Lamb, our soul's desire, 
 
 When all their brethren join. 
 
 HYMN 281. C. M. 
 
 CjtOD moves in a myster'ous way. 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea. 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 2 
 Deep in unfathomable minds 
 
 Of never failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright design? 
 Vnd works his sovereign will. 
 
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 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take j 
 
 The clouds, you so much dread, 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 
 In blessings on your head. 
 4 
 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 5 
 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding ev'ry hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 
 But sweet will be the flow'r. 
 6 
 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN 282. C. M. 
 
 ONCE more do we enjoy the sign, 
 
 That we are sons of God, 
 Partake the sacred bread and wine> 
 
 The holy flesh and blood. 
 2 
 Now seal'd again by Jesus' love, 
 
 We call the Lord our own ; 
 With strength renew'd mount up above. 
 
 And hasten to our throne. 
 3 
 © happy meeting, heav'nly feast ! 
 
 Where God and sinners meet ! 
 And we (behold) the honour'd guest. 
 
 That sit at Jesus' feet. 
 
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 4 
 But O, the bless'd, transporting thought ! 
 
 Soon we shall rise above ; 
 And to the heav'nly table brought, 
 
 There taste the feast of love. 
 5 
 With angels and bless'd spirits join 
 
 In all that can be giv'n, 
 Of goodness, truth, and love divine, 
 
 In that eternal heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 283. CM. 
 
 X HOU great, all-knowing, present God, 
 
 Where'er I stay or rove, 
 I am surrounded still by thee, 
 
 Encircled with thy love. 
 2- 
 When in the paths of vice I trod, 
 
 Nor fear'd thy holy Name, 
 Thou wast my all-supporting God, 
 
 Thy hand preserved my frame. 
 3 
 Still, Lord, thy hand my life defends ; 
 
 My life I owe to thee ; 
 Thy mercy all my way attends, 
 
 Thy love abounds to me. 
 4 
 Where'er I am, I am thy care ; 
 
 Thy dealings all are love ; 
 \nd thine intention to prepare 
 
 My soul for heav'n above. 
 5 
 My God, my Saviour, guides me still 
 
 In all his righteous ways ; 
 Daily may I perform his will, 
 
 Each moment live his praise 
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 HYMN 284. L. M. 
 
 ▼V HAT wonders hath Jehovah wrought, 
 How great the price by which we're bought ! 
 The all of love and truth divine, 
 In our redemption sweetly join. 
 
 2 
 The beams of love descend, and bring 
 Ten thousand blessings from our King ; 
 While rays of glorious truth and light 
 Unveil his glories to our sight. 
 
 3 
 Thy love exceeds our highest praise, 
 And all the songs that angels raise ; 
 How then shall we attempt to sing 
 The boundless goodness of our King ! 
 
 4 
 Dear Lord, had we ten thousand tongues, 
 And notes beyo»d the angels' songs ; 
 Still we should fail, nor could make known 
 The nameless mercies of thy throne. 
 
 HYMN 285. C. M. 
 
 DEAR Lord, how have thy creatures err'd ! 
 
 How low their thoughts of thee ! 
 Angels, by many, are preferr'd 
 
 To thy Humanity. 
 2 
 Some call thee Prophet, some a Son, 
 
 And others, man alone ; 
 Some give thee honours, others none, 
 
 And some thy Godhead own. 
 3 
 But, if a God allow 'd to be, 
 
 Not thee alone supreme- 
 
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 But partner of the Deity ; 
 
 And thus the dreamers dream. 
 4 
 But thou art God, and God alone, 
 
 In thy Humanity ; 
 Before thee, Lord, no God was known, 
 
 Nor shall be after thee. 
 5 
 Thy human nature is divine, 
 
 Divine is human too ; 
 Here God and man in one combine, 
 
 And not three Gods, nor two. 
 6 
 Thee we adore, eternal Lord, 
 
 In thy Humanity ; 
 Who art the Father, Spirit, Word, 
 
 The only Deity. 
 
 HYMN 286. C. M. 
 
 OUR Jesus is both God and Man, 
 In human form is he ; 
 
 Though finite beings cannot scan 
 His vast infinity. 
 2 
 
 Why should we fear to say or sing, 
 Our God is Man alone,* 
 
 When to the heav'ns the sov'reign King- 
 As God and Man is known. 
 3 
 
 Angels behold him as he is, 
 In human form divine, 
 
 While wisdom, love, and endless bliss, 
 From his bless'd body shine. 
 
 * By man alone, understand that God is the only man, 
 strictly speaking-, as all mankind are men from him, and 
 not in themselves . 
 
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 Jesus to angels thus made known, 
 
 They see the God they love ; 
 In human form he fills the throne, 
 
 And all the heav'ns above. 
 5 
 This is the God our souls adore, 
 
 We glory in his name ; 
 And joyful will, from shore to shore, 
 
 His Deity proclaim. 
 
 HYMN 287. C. M. 
 
 OUR confidence and hope, O Lord, 
 
 Are fix'd on thee alone ; 
 Encourag'd by thy sacred word, 
 
 That thou wilt sinners own. 
 2 
 Here storms and tempests daily low'r, 
 
 And enemies assail ; 
 But thou dear Lord, our Rock and Tow'r, 
 
 Wilt o'er our foes prevail. 
 3 
 Infernal hosts, athirst for blood, 
 
 Against our souls combine ; 
 Our hope is fiiv'ci on thee, our God, 
 
 Thy pow'r is all divine. 
 4 
 We sail o'er rough, tempest'ous waves. 
 
 And long to gain the land ; 
 Jesus is nigh, and ever saves, 
 
 By his almighty hand. 
 5 
 On him in troubles we rely, 
 
 He hears us when we call ; 
 His mercy is for ever nigh, 
 
 He is our all in all. 
 
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 HYMN 288. P. M. 
 
 CALM, my soul, behold thy Saviour ! 
 
 This bless'd thought shall joy impart, 
 Though by all the world forsaken, 
 
 That he bears me on his heart. 
 2 
 What though all the world are preaching, 
 
 " Death shall reign for ever more" ? 
 I'm instructed by his teaching, 
 
 That its reign shall soon be o'er. 
 3 
 What though death, and hell, and ruin, 
 
 Seek my soul ? thy grace I see ; 
 Which shall still go on subduing, 
 
 And bring all things home to thee. 
 4 
 Jesus, for the guilty captive, 
 
 Gave his precious life away ; 
 Nor shall death, and hell, and satan, 
 
 Always hold the Saviour's prey. 
 5 
 But I feel I am a sinner ; 
 
 Can his grace to me extend ? 
 Yes, methinks the gospel whispers, 
 
 u Jesus is the sinner's Friend." 
 6 
 Soon we'll leave this world of sorrow, 
 
 And behold his smiling face ; 
 And with all the ransom'd myriads 
 
 Sing the triumphs of his grace. 
 7 
 Oh ! for such transcendent goodness. 
 
 May each soul in concert rise ; 
 In melodious, grateful anthems, 
 
 Sound his praises to the skies. 
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 HYMN 289. C. M. 
 
 FROM thy bless'd body radiant light 
 
 Beams forth in god-like rays 
 A sun divine to angels' sight 
 
 Who on thy beauty gaze. 
 2 
 They joyful see thee as thou art> 
 
 Thy nameiess glories view : 
 And unto them thou dost impart 
 
 Eternal glory too. 
 3 
 O could we all thy beauty see, 
 
 With an arch-angel's eye ; 
 In thy Divine Humanity, 
 
 How should we long to fly ! 
 4 
 To thee, and thee alone, be praise, 
 
 Below we taste thy love ; 
 And soon thou wilt our spirits raise, 
 
 To see thy face above ! 
 
 HYMN 290. L. M. 
 
 t'OME, ye that love the Lord, rejoice, 
 And praise him with exalted voice ; 
 "We are his care, he will defend 
 From all that earth and hell intend, 
 
 2 
 Our souls he will in safety keep, 
 For he's the Shepherd, we the sheep : 
 Though savage lions roar around, 
 In Jesus is our safety found. 
 
 3 
 Why should we fear the cruel bear ? 
 Of for the serpent's poison care ? 
 
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 Jesus will all their rage subdue, 
 
 And make us more than conqu'rors too 
 
 4 
 Let men and devils do their worst, 
 Still in Jehovah's name we'll trust ; 
 He is our God, and doth engage 
 To save us from their utmost rage. 
 
 5 
 To his own care our souls are giv'n, 
 We shall be sav'd and rise to heav'n ; 
 For we to him are ever nigh, 
 And he'll defend us till we die. 
 
 HYMN 291. L. M. 
 
 olNG to the Lord with cheerful voice, 
 Ye sons of men, rejoice, rejoice ! 
 This is our Saviour's glorious day, 
 Wherein he made hell's troops a prey, 
 
 2 
 To day our Saviour from on high 
 Inviics his own dear children nigh ; 
 Come, worship now before his face, 
 And taste the sweetness of his grace. 
 
 3 
 May nought but grace now fill our tongues, 
 Or be the subject of our songs ; 
 Since ought besides thy name, Most High ? 
 Is emptiness and vanity. 
 
 4 
 May ev'ry thing on earth give place 
 Unto the word of truth and grace ; 
 O King of glory ! enter in, 
 And turn out ev'ry thought unclean. 
 
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 HYMN 292. L. M. 
 
 A ND is this heav'n ! and am I there i 
 How short the road ! how swift the flight 1 
 I am all life, all eye, all ear ; 
 Jesus is here— my soul's delight. 
 
 2 
 Is this the heav'nly Friend who hung 
 In blood and anguish on the tree, 
 Whom Paul proclaim'd, whom David sung, 
 Who dy'd for them, who dy'd for me ? 
 
 3 
 How fair, thou Offspring of my God ! 
 Thou first-born Image of his face ! 
 Thy death procur'd this bless'd abode, 
 Thy vital beams adorn the place. 
 
 4 
 Lo ! he presents me at the throne 
 All spotless ; there the Godhead reigns 
 Sublime and peaceful through the Son : 
 Awake, my voice, in heavenly strains. 
 
 HYMN 293. C. M. 
 
 JljEFORE the rosy dawn of day, 
 
 To thee, my God, I'll sing ; 
 Awake my soft and tuneful lyre, 
 
 Awake each charming string. 
 2 
 Awake, and let thy flowing strains 
 
 Glide through the midnight air, 
 While high amidst the silent orbs 
 
 The silver moon rolls clear : 
 
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 While all the glitt'ring, starry lamps 
 Are lighted in the sky ; 
 
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 And set their Maker's greatness forth 
 
 To thy admiring eye. 
 4 
 Awake my soft and tuneful lyre, 
 
 Awake each charming string ; 
 Before the rosy dawn of day, 
 
 To thee, my God, I'll sing. 
 5 
 Thou, round the heav'nly arch dost draw 
 
 A vast and sable veil ; 
 Which all the beauties of the world 
 
 From mortal eyes conceal. 
 6 
 Again the sky with golden beams, 
 
 Thv skilful bands adorn ; 
 And puiut, with cheerful splendor gay T 
 
 The fair ascending morn. 
 7 
 And as the gloomy night returns, 
 
 Or smiling day renews ; 
 Thy constant goodness still my soul 
 
 With benefit pursues. 
 8 
 For this, Fll midnight vows to thee 
 
 With early incense bring ; 
 And ere the rosy dawn of day, 
 
 Thy lofty praises sing. 
 
 HYMN 294. C. M. 
 
 J EHOVAH lives, and be his name 
 
 By ev'ry heart ador'd ! 
 From age to age he is the same, 
 
 The only God and Lord ! 
 2 
 He is our Rock when troubles rise, 
 
 And storms and tempests low'r ; 
 
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 He rides triumphant in the skies, 
 
 And saves us by his pow'r. 
 3 
 Salvation to the Lord belongs, 
 
 We give Jehovah praise ; 
 Lift up our hearts, and holy songs 
 
 To our DehVrer raise. 
 
 4 
 He saves from danger, death, and hell, 
 
 From fear, distress, and harm ; 
 Makes ev'ry soul in safety dwell, 
 
 For mighty is his arm. 
 
 5 
 Great is the mercy we have found, 
 
 And great shall be our praise ; 
 We'll spread his pow'r and mercy round,. 
 
 And songs of honour raise. 
 
 HYMN 295. C. M. 
 
 IMMORTAL Fountain of my life r 
 
 My last, my noblest end ; 
 Eternal Centre of my soul, 
 
 Where all its motions tend. 
 2 
 Thou object of my dearest love, 
 
 My heav'nly paradise, 
 The spring of all my flowing joys, 
 
 My everlasting bliss. 
 3 
 My God, my hope, my vast reward, 
 
 And ail I would possess ; 
 Still more than these pathetic names 
 
 Afld charming words express. 
 
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 HYMN 296. C. M. 
 
 No\V to our God a song of praise, 
 
 For holy is his name ; 
 Gracious and true are all his ways, 
 
 We will his love proclaim. 
 
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 See from his throne divinely flow 
 
 His heav'nly truth and love ; 
 Now we his great salvation know, 
 
 His richest mercy prove. 
 3 
 He is the Lord our only God, 
 
 He comes to men again ; 
 His truth and love are spread abroad. 
 
 And glorious is his reign. 
 4 
 Jesus, thou hast to us made known 
 
 The doctrines of thy word ; 
 Thou art our Saviour God alone. 
 
 We know no other Lord. 
 5 
 To thee our songs of praise arise, 
 
 Thou wilt accept our lays ; 
 And as to purer states we rise, 
 
 We'll give thee purer praise. 
 
 HYMN 297. C. M. 
 
 X HE gracious Saviour bow'd his head. 
 
 And drew his parting breath : 
 The spotless Victim vanquished sin, 
 
 And dy'd to conquer death. 
 2 
 Three days, so High Behest ordain'd. 
 
 Death triumph'd o'er his prize ; 
 
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 The hour of grace at length arriv'd, 
 Behold the Conqu'ror rise ! 
 3 
 
 As at this glorious time he rose, 
 And wing'd to heav'n his flight, 
 
 For endless ages there to sit 
 Enthron'd in realms of light. 
 
 4 
 Vast was the grace that gave to death 
 
 TV anointed Son of God ; 
 That bid the Saviour feel for us 
 
 The keen, th' avenging rod. 
 
 5 
 With ev'ry grateful thought inspir'd , 
 
 Devoutly let us raise 
 Our humble voice to mercy's throne, 
 
 In never-ceasing praise. 
 6 
 Nor is this all ; our grateful life 
 
 Should speak the thankful mind, , 
 While deeds of never ending good 
 
 Proclaim that God is kind. 
 
 HYMN 298. L. M. 
 
 JL HE joyful happy day appears, 
 Jehovah dries his Zion's tears ! 
 He comes to bless the humble race. 
 And show the wonders of his grace. 
 
 2 
 Great God, my praise shall rise to thee. 
 Thy seeming anger's turn'd from me ; 
 My comforts now thou wilt restore, 
 And weeping Zion weep no more. 
 
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 3 
 Behold our God, the mighty God, 
 Who spread the num'rous worlds abroad, 
 Is our salvation ; we rejoice, 
 And praise his name with cheerful voice. 
 
 4 
 We'll trust in him, nor be afraid, 
 Jehovah is our fortress made ; 
 He is our strength, his arm is strong, 
 And we'll exalt him in our song. 
 
 5 
 Wells of salvation open stand, 
 And living waters biess the land ; 
 And while we draw, with joys divine, 
 Our grateful praises, Lord, are thine. 
 
 HYMN 299. L. M. 
 
 x RAISE ye the Lord, adore his name, 
 Declare his love, his truth proclaim ; 
 Be it to ev'ry nation known, 
 Jesus is God, and God alone. 
 
 2 
 Thine honour and thy name we sing, 
 To thee, great God, our tribute bring ; 
 The wond'rous works that thou hast done 
 Shall soon be known from sun to sun. 
 
 3 
 Now for a shout of sacred joy ! 
 Zion, thy heart and voice employ ! 
 Great is the Lord, he dwells in thee, 
 And great Jehovah's praise must be. 
 
 4 
 Hosanna to thy name, O Lord ! 
 Thy love and goodness we record ; 
 We join the angel hosts above, 
 And praise Jehovah, God of love. 
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 HYMN 300. P. M. 
 
 J3J.Y life's a shade, my days 
 
 Apace to death decline ; 
 My Lord is life, he'll raise 
 My dust again, e'en mine : 
 Sweet truth to me, I shall arise, 
 And with these eyes my Saviour see. 
 2 
 My peaceful grave shall keep 
 
 My bones, till that sweet day 
 I wake from my long sleep, 
 And leave my bed of clay. 
 Sweet truth, &c. 
 3 
 My Lord his angels shall 
 
 Their golden trumpets sound ; 
 At whose most welcome call 
 My grave shall be unbound. 
 Sweet truth, &c. 
 4 
 I said some time with tears, 
 
 " Ah me, I'm loath to die !" 
 Lord, silence thou those faars, 
 My life's with thee on high. 
 Sweet truth, Sec. 
 5 
 What means my trembling heart, 
 
 To be thus shy of death ? 
 My life and I shan't part, 
 Though I resign my breath. 
 Sweet truth, Sec. 
 6 
 Then welcome, harmless death j 
 
 By thee to heav'n I'll go ; 
 My Lord his death shall save 
 Me from the shades below 
 Sweet truth, &c. 
 
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 HYMN 301. C. M. 
 
 JEHOVAH stretch'd the heav'ns abroad, 
 
 The universe he made ; 
 I [e is the true and living God, 
 
 In majesty array 'd. 
 
 2 
 The idol gods must sink and fall, 
 
 Though long by men ador'd ; 
 Jesus is God, and rules o'er all, 
 
 The universal Lord. 
 3 
 All povv'r and glory are his own, 
 
 Give honour to the Lord ; 
 Beauty and strength adorn his throne. 
 
 And holy is his word. 
 4 
 Ye people, to Jehovah give 
 
 All glory, honour, praise : 
 With heart and voices, v/hile we live, 
 
 We'll hallelujahs raise. 
 
 HYMN 302. L. M. 
 
 vOME, Zion's daughter, shout and sing, 
 Israel, thy thankful praises bring, 
 Jerusalem, lift up thy voice, 
 And heav'n and earth in God rejoice. 
 
 2 
 The Lord Jehovah, mighty God, 
 Removes the judgments of his rod ; 
 Casts out our ev'ry hurtful foe, 
 And doth his great salvation shew. 
 
 3 
 The King of Israel, Christ the Lord, 
 Doth in his church his name record ; 
 
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 Her faithful sons shall faint no more, 
 But rise to joy, and God adore. 
 
 4 
 The Lord our God in Zion dwells, 
 Subdues for us the raging hells ; 
 Our God will save, his arm is strong, 
 And his salvation is our song. 
 
 5 
 Jesus in Zion will rejoice, 
 Zion the object of his choice ; 
 O Zion ! richly thou art bless'd, 
 Thy God with thee will ever rest. 
 
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 To God the Lord be praises giv'n, 
 By all on earth, and all in heav'n ; 
 Our souls the joyful chorus join, 
 To give Jehovah praise divine. 
 
 HYMN 303. C. M. 
 
 JUORD, in the morning thou shalt heai 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To thee will I direct my pray'r, 
 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 2 
 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 
 
 To plead for all his saints, 
 Presenting, at his Father's throne, 
 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 3 
 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
 
 In ways of righteousness ! 
 Makeev'ry path of duty straight, 
 
 And plain before my face. 
 
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 HYMN 304. S. M. 
 
 THE Lord our God is high, 
 
 Dominion is his own ; 
 In vain the sons of men may try- 
 To make his glory known. 
 2 
 
 Who can with God compare ? 
 
 Or who is like the Lord ? 
 Not man or highest angel dare 
 
 Oppose his awful word. 
 3 
 
 But we'll adore his name, 
 
 With all the pow'rs we boast ; 
 From heav'n the great Jehovah came 
 
 To seek and save the lost. 
 4 
 
 Come bless the Lord, my soul, 
 
 Ye men and angels join 
 To spread his praise from pole to pole 
 
 For mercy so divine. 
 
 HYMN 305. L. M. 
 
 C'OME sing his praise, all nature rise. 
 Whatever is beneath the skies, 
 Earth, water, air, exalt his name, 
 And all your hosts his praise proclaim 
 
 2 
 Reptiles that on the surface creep, 
 Fossils that in its bosom sleep ; 
 While silent ye or rest, or move, 
 Praise ye the mighty God above. 
 
 Ye seas and rivers, fountains, rills, 
 And whatsoe'er your bosom fills, 
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 Fishes of ev'ry kind, declare 
 
 The God who fix'd your station there. 
 
 4 
 Ye herbs and flow'rs, and meaner weeds, 
 Grass, corn, and grain of different seeds, 
 Give praise to him who makes you grow 
 In all your various forms below. 
 
 HYMN 306. P. M. 
 
 J. HY name we extol, Jehovah our King, 
 For ever in thee we'll triumph and sing ; 
 From morning to ev'ning thy goodness we'll praise. 
 And while we have being thy honour we'll raise. 
 
 2 
 How great is the Lord ! no tongue can make known 
 The infinite God, eternal his throne ; 
 And great be his praises, by all be they giv'n, 
 By men and by angels, on earth and in heav'n. 
 
 3 
 The works of his hand declare his vast might ; 
 His terrible acts are holy and right ; 
 His truth and his justice are seen in his ways, 
 And his mighty wonders demand highest praise. 
 
 4 
 His goodness and truth, how rich do they prove ! 
 No anger he bears, his nature is love ; 
 To all he is tender, and good doth impart : 
 To him will we render the praise of the heart. 
 
 HYMN 307. S. M. 
 
 ALL angels bless'd above, 
 And happy spirits there, 
 Sing of Jehovah's boundless love. 
 His mercy they declare. 
 
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 2 
 
 The kingdom he hath rais'd, 
 
 The holy angels sing ! 
 The glory, pow'r, and love are prais'd, 
 
 Of their Almighty King. 
 3 
 
 To men are now made known 
 
 The glories of the Lord ; 
 And men shall bow before the throne, 
 
 And Jtsus be ador'd. 
 4 
 
 His kingdom now must stand 
 
 Eternal ages sure ; 
 It is the work of Jesus' hand, 
 
 And ever shall endure. 
 5 
 
 Praise ye the holy Lord, 
 
 Who in his church are found ; 
 The honours of your God record, 
 
 While angels aid the sound. 
 
 HYMN 308. C. M 
 
 OUR Jesus is divinely kind, 
 
 The lost he will restore ; 
 He raises up the humble mind, 
 He elevates the poor. 
 2 
 To heav'nly truth and good he leads 
 
 The wretched starving race, 
 The hungry mind he richly feeds, 
 For free is Jesus' grace. 
 4 
 The poor and dying sinners live, 
 
 By Jesus' mercy bless'd ; 
 \nd ev'ry good his hand will give. 
 Till rais'd to endless rest. 
 
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 The Lord's a God of love divine, 
 
 And blessed be his name ; 
 His goodness, truth, and love are mine. 
 
 And I'll exalt his fame. 
 
 HYMN 309. L. M. 
 
 J. HE lofty pillars of the sky> 
 And spacious concave rais'd on high, 
 Spangled with stars, a shining frame, 
 Their great Original proclaim. 
 
 2 
 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, 
 Pours knowledge on his golden ray ; 
 And publishes to ev'ry land 
 The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
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 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wond'rous tale ; 
 And nightly, to the list'ning earth, 
 Repeats the story of her birth j 
 
 4 
 While all the stars, that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 5 
 What though in solemn silence all 
 Move round this dark terrestrial ball ? 
 W 7 hat though no real voice nor sound 
 Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 
 
 6 
 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice ; 
 For ever singing as they shine, 
 " The hand that made us is Divine." 
 
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 HYMN 310. C. M. 
 
 X IS good to praise Jehovah's name. 
 And of his mercy sing ; 
 To speak of his eternal fame, 
 And celebrate our King. 
 
 2 
 Sweet is the work to sing and tell 
 
 The goodness of the Lord ; 
 How we by love are rais'd from hell, 
 
 And by the truth restor'd. 
 
 3 
 'Tis pleasant to exalt our God, 
 
 Who gathers outcasts in, 
 And sends his love and truth abroad 
 
 To heal the plague of sin. 
 4 
 The broken heart of deepest wound 
 
 The Lord in mercy heals ; 
 Makes dying sinners strong and sound? 
 
 And for the wretched feels. 
 5 
 Sing to the Lord, his love declare, 
 
 My voice shall gladly join ; 
 He saves our souls, we are his care. 
 
 His mercy is divine. 
 
 HYMN 311. CM. 
 
 C/OME serve the Lord with love and joy, 
 
 And in his presence sing ; 
 Cheerful your hearts and tongues employ, 
 
 The Lord alone is King. 
 
 2 
 He forms his church by pow'r divine 3 
 The work is all his own ; 
 
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 Let us in holy praises join 
 
 To God the Lord alone. 
 3 
 The holy gates we enter in, 
 
 And in his kingdom stand ; 
 Releas'd from foes, and sav'd from sin. 
 
 By his almighty hand. 
 4 
 Ye sons of Zion, rise and sing, 
 
 Who in his pastures feed ; 
 Give praises to your sov'reign King, 
 
 For he is God indeed. 
 5 
 We are his people, and his sheep, 
 
 Our Shepherd is the Lord ; 
 He will our souls in safety keep, 
 
 And be his name ador'd. 
 
 HYMN 312. S.M, 
 
 J. HE Lord my Shepherd is> 
 
 And ev'ry good will grant ; 
 The heav'ns and all therein are his, 
 
 And I shall never want. 
 2 
 
 In pastures green and fair, 
 
 He makes my spirit rest ; 
 Preserves me safe from ev'ry snare, 
 
 And I'm divinely bless'ct 
 
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 With ev'ry truth and good 
 He doth my spirit fill ; 
 I eat the soul-supporting food, 
 And drink the limpid rill. 
 
 4 
 These living waters flow 
 Where'er my Shepherd leads j 
 
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 The fruitful pastures richly grow, 
 And there my soul he feeds. 
 
 5 
 I'll bless his holy name, 
 And tell how kind and good ; 
 
 My Shepherd's tender care proclaim, 
 And praise my loving God. 
 
 HYMN 313. L. M. 
 
 JERUSALEM, thou church divine, 
 In all your heav'nly beauty shine ; 
 Your brightest robes of glory wear, 
 And for your God and King prepare. 
 
 2 
 Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates. 
 Behold the King of glory waits ; 
 Ye everlasting doors give way, 
 The King of Zion comes to-day. 
 
 3 
 " Who is the King of glory I tell 1" 
 The mighty Lord, who conquer'd hell 
 Strong is his arm, divine his might, 
 'Tis he who put your foes to flight. 
 
 4 
 Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, 
 Behold the King of glory waits ; 
 " Who is the King of glory, say, 
 That comes in grandeur on the way V 
 
 5 
 The Lord of hosts, the mighty God, 
 Who rules his foes with iron rod, 
 'Tis he who your salvation brings, 
 Jesus the Lord, the King of kings. 
 
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 HYMN 314. L. M. 
 
 JljLESS, O my soul, the God of love, 
 Who rules o'er all in heav'n above ; 
 His great and holy name adore, 
 In songs of joy for ever more. 
 
 2 
 'Tis he redeems us from the grave, 
 For none but God hath pow'r to save ; 
 Sins he removes, and sets us free 
 From wounds, and death, and misery. 
 
 3 
 The loving-kindness of the Lord, 
 Our tongues with rapture shall record j 
 Our lives redeem'd by pow'r divine, 
 Those lives be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 4 
 Jesus distributes ev'ry good, 
 And fills our mouths with heav'nly food ; 
 Our strength renew'd, with eagle's wing, 
 We mount to heav'n, and praise our Kin g. 
 
 HYMN 315. S. M. 
 
 VtHILE in this wilderness 
 
 Our God a table spreads, 
 Jesus our Shepherd deigns to bless, 
 
 And richly are we fed. 
 2 
 
 Our enemies behold 
 
 What Jesus doth prepare ; 
 With envy they would rob the fold,. 
 
 But lo ! the Lord is there. 
 3 
 
 The oil of love divine 
 
 Internally is giv'n ; 
 
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 How great the bliss ! come let us join 
 To praise the God of heav'n. 
 
 4 
 Goodness and mercy flow 
 Through all our liappy days ; 
 Vnd as to better worlds we go 
 Our souls shall sing his praise. 
 
 HYMN 316. L. M. 
 
 t^OME in, thou blessed, honour'd Lord, 
 By earth, by heav'n, by all ador'd ; 
 We hail thee welcome ; take thy throne. 
 And in thy Zion reign alone. 
 
 2 
 Our only Lord and God thou art, 
 Reign thou the sov'reign of the heart ! 
 Thou King of glory, ever bless'd, 
 By angels and by men confess'd. 
 
 3 
 Enter thy church, thou Lord divine, 
 And be the kingdom ever thine ! 
 We shout thee welcome to thy seat, 
 And lay our honours at thy feet. 
 
 4 
 O happy church, thy bliss how great ! 
 Thy King, in all his heav'nly state, 
 With thee for ever will reside, 
 Thy Husband he, and thou the bride. 
 
 5 
 Jesus, our grateful Hearts rejoice, 
 Since thou hast made our souls thy choice 
 While here, our songs to thee shall rise, 
 And join the chorus of the skies, 
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 HYMN 317. CM. 
 
 O PRAISE the Lord, ye nations, praise, 
 
 Ye people speak his fame ; 
 All ye, in truth and goodness found, 
 
 Exalt Jehovah's name. 
 2 
 His kindness is for ever free, 
 
 His mercies ever great ; 
 To all of ev'ry name and land, 
 
 Though mean and low their state. 
 3 
 His truth for ever shall endure, 
 
 Adore him for his word ; 
 His laws and promises are sure, 
 
 Praise ye the loving Lord. 
 4 
 My soul exults in Jesus' name, 
 
 I love to hear his voice ; 
 He is my Saviour and my God, 
 
 In him I will rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 318. CM. 
 
 SALVATION is from God alone, 
 
 Ye saints, lift up your voice ; 
 Come bring your offerings to his throne, 
 
 And in your God rejoice. 
 2 
 High wave the banner in the air, 
 
 Invite the nations home ; 
 Bid erring sinners now prepare, 
 
 For Jesus Christ is come. 
 3 
 Boldly we'll own our sov'reign Lord, 
 
 His second advent own j 
 
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 Declare the wonders of kis word, 
 And make his glories known. 
 
 4 
 Jesus is come, behold him reign ! 
 
 Unmov'd by fear or shame, 
 Announce we Jesus come again, 
 
 \nd glory in his name. 
 5 
 Jerusalem, lift up thy voice, 
 
 In songs of honour sing ; 
 In thine own Saviour God rejoice, 
 
 For he alone is King. 
 
 HYxVIN 319. CM. 
 
 X HROUGII all the changing scenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 
 My heart and tongue employ, 
 2 
 Of his deliv'rance I will boast, 
 
 Till all that are distress'd 
 From my example comfort take, 
 
 And charm their griefs to rest. 
 3 
 (), magnify the Lord with me, 
 
 With me exalt his Name I 
 When, in distress, to him I call'd, 
 
 He to my rescue came. 
 4 
 Their drooping hearts were soon refresh'd, 
 
 Who look'd to God for aid ; 
 Desir'd success, in ev'ry face, 
 
 A cheerful air display 'd. 
 
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 HYMN 320. P. M, 
 
 tl ESUS* mercy let us sing, 
 
 He is our eternal King ; 
 
 With our tongues will we make known, 
 
 Mercy is from him alone. 
 
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 Truth and faithfulness are giv'n 
 From the Lord, the God of heav'n ; 
 Mercy ever shall endure, 
 Jesus' truth and love are sure. 
 
 3 
 Now the human is Divine, 
 See what nameless glories shine 
 From the body of our Lord, 
 Be his holy name ador'd. 
 
 4 
 Who with Jesus can compare ? 
 Not the highest angel dare ; 
 Who is like the Lord most high I 
 None on earth, or in the sky. 
 
 5 
 God is greatly to be fear'd, 
 Be his holy name rever'd ; 
 Earth and heav'n your voices raise. 
 Men and angels sing his praise. 
 
 HYMN 321. CM. 
 
 1 HOU art the mighty King of kings, 
 The Lord of lords most high ; 
 
 Israel is safe beneath thy wings, 
 Thy servants shall not die. 
 2 
 
 Through thee we shall the vict'ry gain, 
 Though hosts of hell oppose ; 
 
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 Thou art our God, and thou wilt reign, 
 
 In spite of all thy foes. 
 3 
 We trust not in our bow or sword, 
 
 For weakness is our pow'r ; 
 In thee we trust, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Through ev'ry dangerous hour. 
 4 
 Thou hast already set us free, 
 
 And put our foes to shame ; 
 Beneath thy banner still we'll be, 
 
 Our refuge is thy name. 
 5 
 In thee we boast, thou God of love. 
 
 Thy holy name adore ; 
 \nd as we rise to heav'n above, 
 
 We'll love and praise thee more. 
 
 HYMN 322. P. M. 
 
 txOD is our refuge in distress, 
 
 A present help when dangers press, 
 
 In him undaunted we'll confide ; 
 Though earth were from her centre toss'cl 
 And mountains in the ocean lost, 
 
 Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 
 2 
 A gentle stream with gladness still 
 The city of our Lord shall fill, 
 
 The royal seat of God most high . 
 God dwells in Zion, whose fair tow'rs 
 Shall mock th' assaults of earthly pow'r*. 
 
 While his almighty aid is nigh. 
 3 
 He that has God his guardian made. 
 Shall under his almighty shade 
 
 Secure and undisturb'd abide : 
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 Thus to my soul of him I'll say, 
 u He is my fortress, and my stay, 
 
 My God in whom I will confide. 
 4 
 His tender love, and watchful care, 
 Shall free me from the fowler's snare, 
 
 And from all noisome pestilence ; 
 He over thee his wings shall spread, 
 And cover thine unguarded head ; 
 
 His truth shall be thy strong defence.'* 
 
 HYMN 323. P. M. 
 
 W HY should we complain whatever our state. 
 If little and poor while others are great ? 
 There's nothing can happen whichJesus don't know, 
 For he alone orders our states while below. 
 
 2 
 If trouble should come, and sorrow take place, 
 We'll view them aright as tokens of grace ; 
 At best we are sinners, and crosses are giv'n 
 To teach us our evils, and point us to heav'n. 
 
 3 
 What ! shall we repine when troubles are nigh ? 
 Sink down in despair, or labour to fly 
 From chastisements sent us in mercy for good, 
 A.nd think 'tis unkindness in Jesus our God ? 
 
 4 
 No, Lord of our souls, we'll fret not, nor flee, 
 But gladly resign our spirit to thee ; 
 We'll own with submission how kind are thy ways, 
 And teaus of contrition shall mingle with praise. 
 
 5 
 Enough that we know our souls are thy care, 
 Each conflict and cross we'll thankfully bear : 
 Thy dealings are mercy, and right are thy ways, 
 \nd while we have being we'll sing to thy praise 
 
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 HYMN 324. C. M. 
 
 jl E children of the living God, 
 
 To serve his name prepare ; 
 Come ye with songs to his abode, 
 
 And bow with rev'rence there. 
 2 
 The firmament to him belongs, 
 
 The inmost of the mind ; 
 Exalt the Lord in ali your songs, 
 
 For he is good and kind. 
 3 
 Praise him for all his pow'r and might. 
 
 How excellent his ways ! 
 His ev'ry work is just and right, 
 
 We give Jehovah praise. 
 4 
 With trumpet, psalt'ry, timbrel, praise? 
 
 With cymbal's lofty sound ; 
 All your affections joyful raise, 
 
 In truth and goodness found. 
 5 
 By all within us that has life 
 
 Be Jesus' praise express'd ; 
 And this alone our daily strife, 
 
 To love and praise him best. 
 
 HYMN 325. CM. 
 
 ▼ * E're helpless, feeble, mean, and pool 
 Mere weakness when we're try'd ; 
 The Lord is ours, we want no more, 
 He is our Strength and Guide. 
 2 
 Dragons and serpents will assail, 
 They'll try both art and pow'r ; 
 
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 But Jesus will for us prevail 
 
 In ev'ry trying hour. 
 3 
 Sometimes may darkness too pervade* 
 
 And gloomy be the night ; 
 Jesus will guide us through the shade, 
 
 And bring us forth to light. 
 4 
 Whate'er befal us on the road, 
 
 We need not yield to fear ; 
 The Lord Jehovah is our God, 
 
 And always will be near. 
 5 
 Jerusalem, lift up thy voice, 
 
 In songs of glory sing ; 
 In thine own Saviour God rejoice, 
 
 For he alone is King. 
 
 HYMN 326. P. M. 
 
 J ESUS Christ is ris'n to-day, Hallelujah, 
 Our triumphant holy day, Hal. 
 Who so lately on the cross Hal. 
 Suffer'd to redeem our loss. Hal. 
 
 2 
 Hymns of praises let us sing Hal. 
 Unto Christ our heav'nly King, Hal. 
 Who endur'd the cross and grave, HaL 
 Sinners to redeem and save. Hal. 
 
 3 
 But the pains which he endur'd Hal. 
 Our salvation has procur'd : Hal. 
 Now he reigns above the sky, Hal. 
 Where the angels ever cry, Hallelujah, 
 
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 HYMN 327. C. M. 
 
 AND can we ask a better aid 
 
 Than Jesus, in the load ? 
 Of whom shall we be once afraid, 
 
 Protected by our God ? 
 2 
 Jesus, thou art our skilful Guide, 
 
 In all our way to haav*n ; 
 By thee are all our wants supplied, 
 
 And ev'ry mercy giv'n. 
 3 
 Encourag'd by thy wond'rous grace, 
 
 We run with holy zeal, 
 With ardent feet pursue our race, 
 
 Delighting in thy will. 
 4 
 The living waters constant flow, 
 
 Our thirst to satisfy : 
 Thou givest, all the way we go. 
 
 Of bread a rich supply. 
 5 
 O happy church ! lift up your voice, 
 
 In songs of honour sing : 
 In your own Saviour God rejoice, 
 
 For he alone is King. 
 
 HYMN 328. C. M. 
 
 ^OON will appear a brighter sky, 
 
 As homeward we go on ; 
 All fears and foes before us fly, 
 
 And troubles all be gone. 
 2 
 The prospect opens, grand and new. 
 
 See Salem's walls arise : 
 
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 Soon shall we brighter glories view 
 
 In yonder happy skies. 
 3 
 And shall we meet in heav'n above. 
 
 Before Jehovah's face ? 
 For ever bask in beams of love, 
 
 With all the angel race ? 
 4 
 It shall be so ; let us pursue 
 
 With faithfulness our way ; 
 For nothing more have we to do, 
 
 But love, believe, obey. 
 5 
 O happy church ! lift up your voice, 
 
 In songs of honour sing ; 
 Jn your own Saviour God rejoice, 
 
 For he alone is King. 
 
 HYMN 329, C. M. 
 
 A IS by thy strength the mountains stand,. 
 God of eternal pow'r ! 
 The sea grows calm at thy command, 
 And tempests cease to roar. 
 2 
 The morning light, and ev'ning shade, 
 
 Successive comforts bring ; 
 Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 
 Thy flow'rs adorn the spring. 
 3 
 Seasons and times, and moons and hours,- 
 
 Heav'n, earth, and air, are thine ; 
 When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs, 
 The Author is divine. 
 4 
 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky> 
 Borne by the winds around. 
 
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 With wat'ry treasures well supply 
 The furrows of the ground. 
 
 5 
 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 
 
 And ranks of corn appear ; 
 Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
 
 Thy goodness crowns the year. 
 
 HYMN 330. C. M. 
 
 JESUS, our God of truth and love. 
 
 Who leads us by his hand, 
 Provides us palaces above, 
 
 In his most happy land. 
 2 
 There love divine, that holy flame, 
 
 Will all our powers raise, 
 To celebrate Jehovah's name 
 
 In higher songs of praise. 
 
 3 
 There science will to wisdom rise, 
 
 That wisdom be refin'd ; 
 All heav'n conspire to make us wise. 
 
 And elevate the mind. 
 
 4 
 There love and wisdom fill the soul 
 
 From Jesus ever giv'n ; 
 Rivers of peace and pleasure roll. 
 
 And all the man is heav'n. 
 
 5 
 Ye happy souls, lift up the voice, 
 
 In songs of glory sing ; 
 In your own Saviour God rejoice, 
 
 For he alone is King. 
 
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 HYMN 331. S. M, 
 
 Behold ! the lofty sky 
 
 Declares its Maker, God, 
 And all his starry works on high 
 
 Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 
 2 
 
 The darkness and the light 
 
 Still keep their course the same ; 
 While night to day, and day to night? 
 
 Divinely teach his name." 
 
 In ev'ry different land 
 
 Their gen'ral voice is known : 
 
 They shew the wonders of his hand. 
 And orders of his throne. 
 
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 Ye christian lands, rejoice, 
 Here he reveals his word ; 
 
 We are not left to nature's voice, 
 To bid us know the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 332. S. M. 
 
 BEHOLD, the morning sun 
 Begins his glorious way ; 
 His beams through all the nations run, 
 And life and light convey. 
 
 2 
 
 But where the gospel comes, 
 It spreads diviner light, 
 It calls dead sinners from their tombs? 
 And gives the blind their sight. 
 
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 How perfect is thy word ! 
 And all thy judgments just ; 
 
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 Lor ever sure thy promise, Lord, 
 
 And men securely trust. 
 4 
 
 My gracious God, how plain 
 
 Are thy directions giv'n ! 
 O, may I never read in vain, 
 
 But find the path to heav'n ! 
 
 HYMN 333. L. M. 
 
 SALVATION is for ever nigh, 
 To souls that fear and trust the Lord ; 
 And grace, descending from on high, 
 Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 
 
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 Mercy and truth on earth are met, 
 
 Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n 
 
 By his obedience, so complete, 
 
 Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n. 
 
 3 
 Now truth and honour shall abound, 
 Religion dwell on earth again, 
 And heav'nly influence bless the ground, 
 In our Redeemer's gentler reign. 
 
 4 
 His righteousness is gone before 
 To give us free access to God : 
 Our wand'ring feet shall stray no more. 
 But mark his steps, and keep the road. 
 
 HYMN 334. C. M. 
 
 i>l Y soul, how lovely is the place 
 To which thy God resorts ! 
 
 'Tig heav'n to see his smiling face, 
 Though in his earthly courts. 
 
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 2 
 There the great Monarch of the skies 
 
 His saving pow'r displays ; 
 And light breaks in upon our eyes 
 
 With kind and quick'ning rays. 
 3 
 With his rich gifts, the heav'nly Dove 
 
 Descends and fills the place, 
 While Christ reveals his wond'rous love, 
 
 And sheds abroad his grace. 
 4 
 There, mighty God, thy words declare 
 
 The secrets of thy will ; 
 And still we seek thy mercies there, 
 
 And sing thy praises still. 
 
 HYMN 335. C. M . 
 
 JL<0, what an entertaining view 
 
 Are brethren that agree ! 
 Brethren, whose cheerful hearts pursue 
 
 The path to unity ! 
 2 
 When streams of love from Christ the Spring, 
 
 Descend to ev'ry soul, 
 And heav'nly peace, with balmy wing. 
 
 Shades and bedews the whole : 
 3 
 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet 
 
 On Aaron's rev'rend head, 
 The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, 
 
 And o'er his garments spread. 
 4 
 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews 
 
 That fall on Zion's hill, 
 Where God his mildest glory shews, 
 
 And makes his grace distil. 
 
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 HYMN 336. P. M. 
 
 X HE Lord of glory reigns ; he reigns on high, 
 His robes of state are strength and majesty ; 
 This wide creation rose at his command, 
 Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his hand : 
 Long stood his throne ere he began creation, 
 And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 
 2 
 God is th' eternal King ; thy foes in vain 
 Raise their rebellion to confound thy reign : 
 In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, 
 And roar, and toss their waves against the skies, 
 Foaming at heav'n they rage with wild commotion, 
 But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling ocean, 
 3 
 Ye tempests rage no more ; ye floods be still ; 
 And the mad world obedient to his will : 
 Built on his truth, his church must ever stand ; 
 Firm are his promises, and strong his hand : 
 See his own sons, when they appear before him. 
 Bow at his foot-stool, and with fear adore him. 
 
 HYMN 337. S. M. 
 
 O BLESS the Lord, my soul ! 
 
 Let all within me join, 
 And aid my tongue to bless his name. 
 
 Whose favours are divine. 
 2 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul i 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 
 And without praises die. 
 3 
 
 'Tis he forgives my sins, 
 
 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
 
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 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
 
 And makes thee young again. 
 4 
 
 He crowns thy life with love, 
 
 When ransom'd from the grave ; 
 He that redeem'd my soul from hell 
 
 Hath sov'reign pow'r to save. 
 5 
 
 He fills the poor with good ; 
 
 He gives the suff'rers rest ; 
 The Lord hath judgments for the proud, 
 
 And justice for th' oppress'd. 
 6 
 
 His wond'rous works and ways 
 
 He made by Moses known ; 
 But sent the world his truth and grace 
 
 By his beloved Son. 
 
 HYMN 338. S. M. 
 
 £?EE what a living Stone 
 
 The builders did refuse I 
 Yet God hath built his church thereon, 
 
 In spite of envious Jews. 
 2 
 
 The scribe and angry priest 
 
 Reject thine only Son ; 
 Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, 
 
 As the chief Corner-Stone. 
 3 
 
 The work, O Lord, is thine, 
 
 And wond'rous in our eyes ! 
 This day declares it all divine, 
 
 This day did Jesus rise. 
 4 
 
 This is the glorious day 
 
 That our Redeemer made ; 
 
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 Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, 
 Let all the church be glad ! 
 
 5 
 
 Hosanna to the King 
 Of David's royal blood ; 
 Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring 
 Salvation from your God. 
 
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 We bless thine holy word, 
 Which all this grace displays ; 
 And offer on thine altar, Lord, 
 Our sacrifice of praise. 
 
 HYMN 339. C. M, 
 
 HOSANNA to the royal Son 
 
 Of David's ancient line ; 
 His natures two, his person one. 
 
 Mysterious and divine. 
 2 
 The root of David, here we find, 
 
 And offspring is the same ; 
 Eternity and time are join'd 
 
 In our Immanuel's name. 
 
 3 
 Bless'd he that comes to wretched men 
 
 With peaceful news from heav'n ! 
 Hosannas, of the highest strain, 
 To Christ the Lord be giv'n ! 
 4 
 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take 
 
 Th' hosanna on their tongues, 
 Lest rocks and stones should raise, and break 
 Their silence into songs. 
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 HYMN 340. C. M. 
 
 h\VEET is the merri'ry of thy grace? 
 
 My God, my heav'nly King ; 
 Let age to age thy righteousness 
 In sounds of glory sing. 
 2 
 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines 
 
 His goodness to the skies ; 
 Through the whole earth his bounty shines, 
 And ev'ry want supplies. 
 3 
 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 
 
 On thee for daily food ; 
 Thy iib'ral hand provides their meat, 
 And fills their mouths with good. 
 4 
 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! 
 
 How slow thine anger moves ! 
 But soon he sends his pard'ning word 
 To cheer the souls he loves. 
 5 
 Creatures, with all their endless race, 
 
 Thy pow'r and praise proclaim ; 
 But saints, that taste thy richer grace, 
 Delight to bless thy name. 
 
 HYxMN 341. CM. 
 
 " 1 HESE glorious minds, how bright they shine I 
 
 Whence all their white array ? 
 How came they to the happy seats 
 
 Of everlasting day ?" 
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 From tort'ring pains to endless joys, 
 On fiery wheels they rode, 
 
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 And strangely wash'd their raiment white 
 
 In Jesus' dying blood. 
 3 
 Now they approach a spotless God, 
 
 Ana bow before his throne ; 
 Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
 
 Adore the Holy One. 
 4 
 The unvcil'd glories of his face 
 
 Among his saints reside, 
 While the rich treasure of his grace 
 
 Sees all their wants supply'd. 
 5 
 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls. 
 
 And hunger flee as fast ; 
 The fruit of life's immortal tree 
 
 Shall be their sweet repast. 
 6 
 The Lamb shall lead his heav'nly flock 
 
 Where living fountains rise, 
 And love divine shall wipe away 
 
 The sorrows of their eyes. 
 
 HYMN 342. S. M. 
 
 iTOW beauteous are their feet 
 Who stand on Zion's hill, 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 
 2 
 How charming is their voice, 
 How sweet the tidings are ! 
 •• Zion, behold thy Saviour King ! 
 He reigns and triumphs here." - 
 
 3 
 How happy are our ears, 
 That hear this joyful sound. 
 
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 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 And sought but never found ! 
 
 4 
 How blessed are our eyes, 
 That see this heav'nly light ; 
 
 Prophets and kings desir'd it long, 
 But dy'd without the sight. 
 
 5 
 The watchmen join their voice. 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 And desarts learn the joy. 
 
 6 
 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 Through all the earth abroad ; 
 
 Let ev'ry nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 HYMN 343. L. M. 
 
 J. HE voice of my beloved sounds 
 Over the rocks and rising grounds ; 
 O'er hills of guilt and seas of grief, 
 He leaps, he flies, to my relief. 
 
 2 
 Now through the veil of flesh I see 
 With eyes of love he looks at me : 
 Now in the gospel's clearest glass 
 He shows the beauties of his face. 
 
 3 
 Gently he draws my heart along, 
 Both with his beauties and his tongue ; 
 Rise, saith my Lord, make haste away r 
 No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 
 
 4 
 The Jewish wint'ry state is gone, 
 The mists are fled, the spring comes on. 
 
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 The sacred turtle dove we hear 
 Proclaim the new, the joyful year. 
 
 5 
 TV immortal Vine of heav'nly root 
 Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit ; 
 Lo, we are come to taste the wine ; 
 Our souls rejoice and bless the Vine. 
 
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 And when we hear our Jesus say, 
 u Rise up, my love, make haste away !" 
 Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, 
 And leave all earthly loves behind. 
 
 HYMN 344. L. M. 
 
 -HLOW sweetly along the gay mead 
 The daisies and cowslips are seen ! 
 The flocks, as they carelessly feed, 
 Rejoice in the beautiful green ! 
 
 2 
 The vines that encircle the bowers, 
 The herbage that springs from the sod, 
 Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flowers, 
 All rise to the praise of my God. 
 
 3 
 Shall man, the great master of all, 
 The only insensible prove ? 
 Forbid it, fair gratitude's call, *0. 
 
 Forbid it, devotion and love. 
 
 4 
 The Lord, who such wonders can raise, 
 And still can destroy with a nod, 
 My lips shall incessantly praise, 
 My soul shall rejoice in my God, 
 
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 HYMN 345. C. M. 
 
 jjxY God, mine everlasting hope, 
 
 I live upon thy truth ; 
 Thine hands have held my childhood up, 
 
 And strengthen^ all my youth. 
 2 
 New wonders, Lord, mine eyes have seen 
 
 With each revolving year ; 
 Thou know'st the days that yet remain, 
 
 I trust them to thy care. 
 3 
 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, 
 
 And leave my fainting heart ? 
 Who shall sustain my sinking years, 
 
 If God my strength depart ? 
 4 
 Down to the silent vale of death 
 
 Will be my next remove ; 
 O, may these poor remains of breath 
 
 Declare thy wond'rous love ; 
 5 
 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim 
 
 To the surviving age ; 
 And leave a savour of thy name 
 
 When I shall quit the stage. 
 6 
 By long experience I have known 
 
 Thy sov'reign pow'r to save ; 
 At thy command I venture down 
 
 Securely to the grave. 
 7 
 When I am bury'd in the dust, 
 
 My flesh shall be thy care ; 
 These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, 
 
 To raise them strong and fair. 
 
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 HYMN 346. L. M. 
 
 txO, worship at Immamiel's feet, 
 See in his face what wonders meet ! 
 Earth is too narrow to express 
 His worth, his glory, or his grace. 
 
 2 
 The whole creation can afford 
 But some faint shadows cf my Lord ; 
 Nature, to make his beauties known, 
 Must mingle colours not her own. 
 
 3 
 Is he compar'd to wine or bread ? 
 Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed : 
 That flesh, that dying blood of thine, 
 Is bread of life, is heav'nly wine. 
 
 4 
 Is he a Tree ? the world receives 
 Salvation from his healing leaves ; 
 That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough; 
 Is David's root and offspring too. 
 
 5 
 Is he a Rose ? not Sharon yields 
 Such fragrancy in all her fields : 
 Or if the Lilly he assume, 
 The vallies bless the rich perfume. 
 
 6 
 Is he a Vine ? His heav'nly Root 
 Supplies the boughs with life and fruit : 
 An everlasting union join 
 Each soul to Christ the living Vine ; 
 
 7 
 Is he the Head ? Each member lives 
 Upon the vital power he gives ; 
 The saints below, and saints above. 
 Join'd by his Spirit and his love. 
 
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 8 
 Is he a Star ? He breaks the night, 
 Piercing the shades with dawning light ; 
 I know his glories from afar, 
 I know the bright, the Morning-Star. 
 
 9 
 Is he a Fire ? He'll purge my dross ; 
 But the true gold sustains no loss : 
 lake a refiner shall he sit, 
 And tread the refuse with his feet. 
 
 10 
 Is he a Rock ? How firm he proves ! 
 The Rock of Ages never moves ; 
 Yet, the sweet streams that from him flow 
 Attend us all the desart through. 
 
 11 
 Is he a Way ? He leads to God, 
 The Path is drawn in lines of blood ! 
 There would I walk with hope and zeal. 
 Till I arrive at Sion's hill. 
 
 12 
 Is he a Door ? I'll enter in ; 
 Behold the pastures, large and green ; 
 A paradise divinely fair, 
 And all the sheep have freedom there. 
 
 13 
 Is he a Sun ? His beams are grace, 
 His course is joy and righteousness : 
 Nations rejoice when he appears 
 To chase their clouds, and dry their tears. 
 
 14 
 Is he a Temple ? I adore 
 Th' indwelling Majesty and pow'r ; 
 And still to his most holy place 
 Whene'er I pray, I turn my face. 
 
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 HYMN 347. P. M. 
 
 1 HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb ! 
 
 We love to hear of thee ; 
 No music like thy charming name,, 
 
 Not half so sweet can be ! 
 O may we ever hear thy voice 
 
 In mercy to us speak ! 
 And in our Priest will we rejoice. 
 
 Thou great Melchisedec. 
 2 
 Our Jesus shall be still our theme 
 
 "While in this world we stay ; 
 We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, 
 
 When all things else decay : 
 When we appear in yonder cloud, 
 
 With all his favour'd throng, 
 Then will we sing more sweet and loud. 
 
 And Christ shall be our song. 
 
 HYMN 348. L. M. 
 
 J GIN all the names of love and pow'r 
 That ever men or angels bore, 
 All are too mean to speak his worth, 
 Or set Immanuers glory forth. 
 
 2 
 But O, what condescending ways 
 He takes to teach his heuv'nly grace ; 
 Mine eyes with joy and wonder see 
 What forms of love he bears to me. 
 
 3 
 Great Prophet ! let me bless thy name ; 
 By thee the joyful tidings came 
 Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiv'n, 
 Of hell subdu'd, and peace with heav'n, 
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 I love my Shepherd, he shall keep 
 My wand'ring soul amongst his sheep 5 
 He feeds his flocks, he calls their names, 
 And in his bosom bears the lambs. 
 
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 Jesus, my great Higtv Priest, has dy'd, 
 I seek no sacrifice beside ; 
 His blood did once for all atone, 
 And now it pleads before the throne. 
 
 6 
 My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King. 
 Thy sceptre and thy sword I sing ; 
 Thine is the vict* ry, and I sit 
 A joyful, subject at thy feet. 
 
 HYMN 349. L. M: 
 
 CxRE AT God of heav'n ! it cannot be 
 That good and evil flow from thee ; 
 Thou art eternally the same, 
 And love and mercy are thy name. 
 
 2 
 Thy ways are truth, thy laws are right, 
 Justice and mercy thy delight ; _ 
 To all, thy tender mercies flow, 
 In heav'n above, and earth below. 
 
 3 
 Thou didst in love our race create, 
 Holy and happy was their state ; 
 And when by sin thy creatures fell, 
 Thou didst redeem their souls from hell 
 
 4 
 To all, thy grace is freely giv'n, 
 And thou wilt lead them all to heav'n ; 
 Thy nature's love, thy dealings kind) 
 Nor one for hell was e'er design'di 
 
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 Cod, how kind are all thy Ways ! 
 How free thy love, how rich thy grace 1 
 All needful aid to us is giv'n, 
 
 \nd thou wilt raise our souls to hcav'n 1 
 
 HYMN 350. C. M. 
 
 -N OW shall my inward joys arise, 
 
 And burst into a song ; 
 \1 mighty love inspires my heart, 
 
 And pleasures tune my tongue, 
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 God on his thirsty Zion's hill 
 
 Some mercy-drops has thrown, 
 And solemn oaths have bound his love 
 
 To show'r salvation down. 
 3 
 Why do we then indulge our fears, 
 
 Suspicion and complaints ? 
 Is he a God, and shall his grace 
 
 Grow weary of his saints ? 
 4 
 Can a kind woman e'er forget 
 
 The infant of her womb, 
 And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts. 
 
 Her suckling have no room ? 
 5 
 Yet, saith the Lord, should nature change, 
 
 And mothers monsters prove, 
 Zion still dwells upon the heart 
 
 Of everlasting love. 
 6 
 Deep on the palms of both my hands 
 
 I have engrav'd her name ; 
 My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls, 
 
 And build her broken frame. 
 
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 HYMN 351. L. M. 
 
 NATURE, with all her pow'rs, shall sing 
 God the Creator, and the King : 
 Nor air, nor earth, nor skies nor seas, 
 Deny the tribute of their praise. 
 
 2 
 Begin to make his glories known, 
 Ye seraphs, who sit near his throne ; 
 Tune your harps high, and spread the sound 
 To the creation's utmost bound. 
 
 3 
 All mortal things, of meaner frame, 
 Exert your force, and own his name ; 
 Whilst, with our souls, and with our voice, 
 We sing his honours, and our joys. 
 
 4 
 To him be sacred all we haVe, 
 From the young cradle to the grave ; 
 Our lips shall his loud wonders tell, 
 And ev'ry word — a miracle. 
 
 5 
 This western world, our native land, 
 Lies safe in the Almighty's hand : 
 Our foes of vict'ry dream in vain. 
 And shake the captivating chain. 
 
 6 
 He builds for liberty a throne, 
 And makes it gracious like his own ; 
 Makes our successive rulers kind, 
 And gives our dangers to the wind, 
 
 7 
 Raise monumental praises high 
 To him, that thunders through the sky. - 
 And with an awful nod or frown, 
 Shakes an aspiring tyrant down. 
 
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 8 
 Pillars of lasting brass proclaim 
 The triumphs of th 1 Eternal name y 
 While trembling nations read from far 
 The honours of the God of war. 
 
 9 
 Thus let our flaming zeal employ 
 Our loftiest thoughts, and loudest songs ; 
 Let there be sung with warmest joy 
 llosanna from ten thousand tongues. 
 
 10 
 Vet, mighty God, our feeble frame 
 Attempts in vain to reach thy name ! 
 The strongest notes that angels raise, 
 Faint in the worship and the praise. 
 
 HYMN 352. S. M. 
 
 COME, ye that love the Lord, 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 2 
 
 The sorrows of the mind 
 
 Be banish'd from the place ; 
 Religion never was design'd 
 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 3 
 
 Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 That never knew our God, 
 Eut fav'rites of the heav'nly King 
 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 4 
 
 The God that rules on high, 
 
 And thunders when he please, 
 That rides upon the stormy sky, 
 
 And manages the seas; 
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 5 
 
 This gracious God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our love, 
 He shall send down his heav'nly pow'rs 
 
 To carry us above. 
 6 
 
 There we shall see his face, 
 
 And never, never sin ; 
 There, from the rivers of his grace, 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in. 
 7 
 
 Yes, and before we rise 
 
 To that immortal state, 
 The thoughts of such amazing blis> 
 
 Should constant joys create. 
 8' 
 
 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below, 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 9 
 
 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heav'nly fields, 
 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 10 
 
 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And ev'rv tear be dry ; 
 We're marching through ImmanuePs ground 
 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 HY?IN 353. CM. 
 
 C()ME, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 
 In these sold hearts of ours. 
 
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 2 
 
 Look, how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these trifling toys ; 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go 
 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 3 
 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise, 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 
 And our devotion dies. 
 4 
 Dear Lord I and shall we ever lie 
 
 At this poor dying rate ? 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee. 
 
 And thine to us so great ? 
 5 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love 
 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN 354. C. M. 
 
 1 HERE is a land of pure delight 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 2 
 There everlasting spring abides, 
 And never-with'ring flow'rs ; 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heav'nly land from ours. 
 3 
 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
 
 Stand dress'd in living green : 
 
 So to the Jews, old Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
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 4 
 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, 
 
 Through fear to launch away. 
 5 
 Oh ! could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise — 
 And see the Canaan, which we love, 
 
 With unbeclouded eyes : 
 6 
 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er ; 
 Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood, 
 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 HYMN 355. C. M. 
 
 JHLOSANNA to our conqu'ring King ! 
 
 The Prince of darkness flies, 
 His troops rush headlong down to hell 
 
 Like lightning from the skies. 
 2 
 There, bound in chains, the lions roar, 
 
 And fright the rescu'd sheep ; 
 But heavy bars confine their pow'r 
 
 And malice to the deep. 
 3 
 Hosanna to our conqu'ring King ! 
 
 All hail, incarnate love ! 
 Ten thousand songs and glories wait 
 
 To crown our Head above. 
 4 
 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless fame 
 
 Through the wide world shall run ; 
 And everlasting ages sing 
 
 T^jie triumphs thou hast, won. 
 
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 HYMN 356. S. M. 
 
 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ! 
 Welcome to this reviving breast. 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 2 
 
 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit, and see him here, 
 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 3 
 
 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where my dear God hath been, 
 Js sweeter than ten thousand days 
 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 4 
 
 My willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 HYMN 357. C. M. 
 
 J. I IE promise was divinely free i 
 
 Extensive was the grace ; 
 " I will the God of Abrah'm be, 
 
 And of his num'rous race." 
 2 
 lie said, and with a bloody sea! 
 
 Conrirm'd the words he spoke ; 
 Long did the sons of Abrah'm feel 
 
 The sharp and painful yoke ; 
 3 
 Till God's own Son, descending low, 
 
 Gave his own flesh to bleed ; 
 
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 And Gentiles taste the blessings now, 
 
 From the hard bondage freed. 
 4 
 The God of Abrah'm claims our praise, 
 
 His promises endure ) 
 And Christ the Lord in gentler ways 
 
 Makes the salvation sure. 
 
 HYMN 358. P. M. 
 
 O LOVE, thou bottomless abyss ! 
 
 My sins are swallow'd up in thee ; 
 Cover'd is my unrighteousness, 
 
 From condemnation I am free ; 
 Whilst Jesus' blood, through earth and skies* 
 Mercy ! free, boundless mercy I cries. 
 
 2 
 With faith I plunge me in that sea ; 
 
 Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ! 
 Hither, when hell assaults, 1 flee : 
 
 I look into my Saviour's breast. 
 Away, sad doubts and anxious fear, 
 Mercy is all that's written there. 
 
 3 
 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, 
 
 Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone ; 
 Though joys be wither'd all, and dead, 
 
 Though ev'ry comfort be withdrawn : 
 Steadfast on this my soul relies ! 
 Father, thy mercy never dies ! 
 
 4 
 Fix'd on this ground would I remain. 
 
 Though my heart fail, and flesh decay ; 
 This anchor shall my soul sustain, 
 
 When earth's foundations melt away : 
 Mercy's full pow'r I # then shall prove, 
 Lov'd with an everlasting love. 
 
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 HYMN 359. L. M. 
 
 Jl HIS life's a dream, an empty show ; 
 Bui the blight wo? Id, to which I go, 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 
 When shall I wake and find me there ? 
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 () glorious hour { O bless'd abode ! 
 I shall be near, and like my God ; 
 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 3 
 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 HYMN 360. S. M. 
 
 JlvAISE your triumphant songs 
 To an immortal tune ; 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 
 Sing how eternal love 
 Its chief Beloved chose, 
 And bid him raise our wretched race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 
 His hand no thunder bears, 
 Nor terror clothes his brow ; 
 No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
 To fiercer flames beiow. 
 
 4 
 'Twas mercy fill'd the throrfe. 
 And wrath stood Mler^ bv, 
 
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 When Christ was sent with pardons down 
 
 To rebels doom'd to die. 
 5 
 
 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 
 
 Let hopeless sorrow cease > 
 Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
 
 And take the giv'n peace. 
 6 
 
 Lord, we obey thy call ; 
 
 We lay an humble claim 
 To the salvation thou hast brought. 
 
 And love and praise thy name. 
 
 HYMN 361. P. M. 
 Disciples of Christ, 
 
 Ye friends of the lamb ; 
 Attend, and assist 
 
 In singing his fame : 
 Eternal thanksgiving 
 
 The faithful should pay 
 The living, the living, 
 
 As we do this day. 
 2 
 A body of clay 
 
 He humbly put on, 
 And then took away 
 
 The sin we had done ; 
 And in it endur'd 
 
 The wrath to us due, 
 The curse we incurr'd, 
 
 Our stripes and our vyoe. 
 3 
 Not only he dy'd, 
 
 But also arose ; 
 Laid weakness aside., 
 
 And trod on his foes, 
 
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 Sin, death and the devil 
 
 He triumph'd o'er 
 And every evil 
 
 Dominion and pov/r. 
 4 
 O merciful Lamb, 
 
 Who sitt'st on the throne ! 
 We bow at thy name, 
 
 We count thee alone 
 Deserving our blessing ; 
 
 And blessing we'll give, 
 Without ever ceasing, 
 
 So long as we live. 
 
 HYMN 362. P. M. 
 
 GrREAT high Priest, we view thee stooping 
 
 With our names upon thy breast j 
 In the garden, groaning, drooping 
 
 To the ground with sorrows press'd. 
 2 
 Weeping angels stood confounded, 
 
 To behold their Maker thus ; 
 And can we remain unwounded, 
 
 When we knew 'twas all for us ? 
 3 
 On the cross thy body broken 
 
 Cancels ev'ry penal tie, 
 Tempted souls produce this token 
 
 All demands to satisfy. 
 4 
 All is finish'd, do not doubt it, 
 
 But believe your reigning Lord, 
 Never reason more about it, 
 
 Onlv take him at his wor& 
 
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 Lord, we fain would trust thee solely, 
 
 'Twas for us thy blood was spilt ; 
 Praised Bridegroom, take us wholly, 
 
 Take and make us what thou wilt, 
 6 
 Thou hast borne the bitter sentence 
 
 Past on our devoted race ; 
 True belief and true repentance 
 
 Are thy gifts, thou God of grace. 
 
 HYMN 363. P. M. 
 
 PRECIOUS Bible ! what a treasure 
 
 Does the word of God afford ? 
 All I want for life or pleasure, 
 
 Food and med'cine, shield and sword. 
 Let the world account me poor ; 
 Having this I need no more. 
 
 2 
 Food to which the world's a stranger, 
 
 Here my hungry soul enjoys'; 
 Of excess there is no danger, 
 
 Though it fills, it never cloys. 
 On a dying Christ I feed, 
 Here is meat and drink indeed. 
 
 3 
 When my faith is faint and sickly, 
 
 Or when satan wounds my mind, 
 Cordials to revive it quickly, 
 
 Healing med'cines here 1 find : 
 To the promises I flee, 
 E ach affords a remedy. 
 
 4 
 In the hour of dark temptation, 
 
 Satan cannot make rae yield : 
 
Tor the word of consolation 
 
 Is to me a mighty shield. 
 While the scripture-truths endure. 
 From his pow'r I am secure. 
 
 5 
 Vain his threats to overcome me, 
 
 When I take the Spirit's sword, 
 Then with ease I drive him from me. 
 
 Satan trembles at the word : 
 Tis a sword for conquest made, 
 Keen the edge, and sharp the blade. 
 
 6 
 Shall I envy then the miser 
 
 Doating on his golden store ? 
 Sure I am, or should be, wiser j 
 
 I am rich, 'tis he is poor. 
 Jesus gives me in his word 
 Food and med'cine, shield and sword. 
 
 HYMN 364. C. M. 
 
 OUR God ! how firm his promise stands. 
 
 Ev'n when he hides his face ! 
 He trusts in our Redeemer's hands 
 
 His glory and his grace. 
 2 
 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints, 
 
 Since Christ and we are one ? 
 Our God is faithful to his saints, 
 
 Is faithful to his Son. 
 3 
 Beneath his smiles my heart has liv'd. 
 
 And part of heav'n possess'd ; 
 I'll praise him for his grace receiv'd, 
 
 And trust him for the rest. 
 
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 HYMN 365. P. M. 
 
 JlxAIL, thou once-despised Jesus ! 
 
 Hail, thou Galilean King ! 
 Who didst suffer to release us, 
 
 Who didst free salvation bring ! 
 Hail, thou universal Saviour ! 
 
 Who hast borne our sin and shame, 
 By whose merits we find favour, 
 
 Life is giv'n through thy name I 
 2 
 Pascal Lamb by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins were on thee laid ! 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made ; 
 Ev'ry sin is now forgiv'n, 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
 Open'd is the gate of heav'n, 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 3 
 Worship, honour, pow'r and blessing, 
 
 Christ is worthy to receive — 
 Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
 
 Meet it is for us to give ! 
 Help, ye bright, angelic spirits, 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays, 
 Help to sing Christ Jesus' merits, 
 
 Help to chaunt lmmanuel's praise. 
 
 HYMN 366. C. M, 
 
 IjORD, how divine thy comforts are ! 
 
 How heav'nly is the place 
 Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast 
 
 Of his redeeming grace ! 
 
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 •> Here" (says the kind redeeming Lord, 
 
 And shews his wounded side) 
 " See here the spring of all your joys, 
 
 " That open'd when I dy'd." 
 3 
 He smiles, and cheers my mournful heart, 
 
 And tells of all his pain ; 
 " All this (he says) I bore for thee," 
 
 And then he smiles again. 
 4 
 What stall we pay our heav'nly King, 
 
 For grace so vast as this ? 
 He brings our pardon to our eyes, 
 
 And seals it with a kiss. 
 5 
 Let such amazing loves as these 
 
 Be sounded all abroad, 
 Such favours are beyond degrees, 
 
 And worthy of a God. 
 6 
 To him that wash'd us in his blood, 
 
 Be everlasting praise, 
 Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r, 
 
 Eternal as his days. 
 
 HYMN 367. C. M, 
 
 J ESUS, knit all our hearts to thee ; 
 
 And join us all in one : 
 In our assemblies, ev'ry where, 
 
 Be thou our aim alone. 
 2 
 Reign thou, sole monarch of our hearts ; 
 
 And we, as sinners lie 
 Before the feet of thee, our Lord> 
 
 To all eternity. 
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 HYMN 368. P. M. 
 
 OLD hoary winter now has ceaVd his raging. 
 And all his storms and blasts are hush'd in silence ; 
 And in return the mild and gentle spring comes 
 Blooming with verdure. 
 2 
 See how the mild and vernal clouds come floating 
 On the soft aether, charg'd with copious showers, 
 Balmy and gentle they distil in plenty, 
 All hearts rejoicing. 
 3 
 See how the vales and meadows stand arrayed* 
 Clothed in azure, and bedeck'd with flowers, 
 Cowslips and daisies with the purple violet, 
 Blooming with fragrance. 
 4 
 See all the trees put on their leafy honours, 
 Waving with grandeur, when the gentle zephyrs 
 Floating with sweetness,fanning all their branches 
 With gentle breezes. 
 5 
 Hark ! how the groves resound with cheerful music, 
 Hark ! the sweet songsters on the boughs rejoicing, 
 Tuning their voices with melodious accents 
 In sweetest chorus. 
 6 
 All nature smiles amid the gay creation ; 
 When sue i bright scenes of beauty now approaches, 
 The loves and graces in their softest accents 
 Breathe forth sweet music. 
 7 
 If such delights from the gay decorations 
 Of smiling spring and a few op'ning flowers, 
 Whose short-liv'd glories soon are gone and blasted. 
 Their beauty fading : 
 
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 8 
 Say then, ye ransom'd, and sing forth the grandeur 
 Of spring immortal, when the great Arch-Angel 
 With his shrill trumpet bursts the gloomy mansion? 
 
 Of the redeemed. 
 9 
 Then the vile body which for many ages 
 Has slept in silence, turn'd to foul corruption, 
 Quick as a thought awakes to life eternal, 
 
 Sparkling with brightness. 
 10 
 Then shall the mortal put on the immortal, 
 Cloth'd in white robes they shall ascend to Jesus, 
 Where he in triumph on his throne of glory 
 
 Bids a sweet welcome. 
 | H 
 Hark ! how the grand celestial chorus echoes 
 Through the wide arch, when all the mighty seraphs 
 With golden harps in accents so melodious 
 
 Shout the Redeemer. 
 
 HYMN 369. P. M. 
 
 JlvEJOICE evermore, with angels above, 
 In Jesus's pow'r, in Jesus's love ; 
 With glad exultation your triumph proclaim, 
 Ascribing salvation to God and the Lamb. 
 
 2 
 Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble hast been ; 
 Hast sav'd us from grief, hast sav'd us from sin : 
 The pow'r of thy Spirit can set cur hearts free ; 
 And we shall inherit all fulness in thee. 
 
 O 
 
 All fulness of peace, all fulness of joy, 
 And spiritual bliss that never can cloy ; 
 To us it is giv'n in Jesus to know, 
 A kingdom of heav'n, a heaven below 
 
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 HYMN 370. P. M. 
 
 CvOME, O thou universal good ! 
 
 Balm of the wounded conscience, come i 
 The hungry, dying spirit's food ! 
 
 The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home ; 
 Haven to take the shipwreck'd in, 
 My everlasting rest from sin ! 
 
 2 
 Come, O my comfort and delight ! 
 
 My strength, and health, and shield, and sun 
 My boast, my confidence, and might, 
 
 My joy, my glory, and my crown ; 
 My gospel-hope, my calling's prize, 
 My tree of life, my paradise. 
 
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 HYMN 371. C. M. 
 
 J. HE Lord descended from above 
 
 And bow'd the heav'ns most high I 
 And underneath his feet he cast 
 
 The darkness of the sky. 
 2 
 On cherubs and on cherubims, 
 
 Full royally he rode : 
 And on the wings of might winds 
 
 Came flying all abroad. . 
 3 
 To God, our Benefactor, bring 
 
 The tribute of your praise : 
 Too small for an almighty King ; 
 
 But all that we can raise. 
 4 
 Glory to thee, bless'd Three in One I 
 
 The God whom we adore : 
 As was, and is, and shall be done x 
 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
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 HYMN 372. C. M. 
 
 THE Saviour calls ! let ev'ry ear 
 
 Attend the heav'nly sound ! 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fears ! 
 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 2 
 For ev'ry thirsting, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow ; 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart 
 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 3 
 There spiings of sacred pleasure rise 
 
 To ease your ev'ry pain ; 
 Immortal fountain ! full supplies ! 
 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 4 
 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice ; 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heav'nly joy, 
 
 And can you yet delay ? 
 5 
 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts. 
 
 To tiiee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 HYMN 373. L. M. 
 
 COME, sinners, to the gospel feast, 
 Let ev'ry soul be Jesus' guest ; 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 
 " Have me excus'd 1" why will you say ? 
 From health, and life, and liberty ; 
 
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 From all that is in Jesus giv'n, 
 From pardon, holiness, and heav'n. 
 
 3 
 Come then, ye souls, by sin oppress'^, 
 Ye weary wand'rers after rest, 
 Ye poor and maimed, halt and blind, 
 In Christ an hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 
 See him set forth before your eyes ! 
 Behold the bleeding sacrifice ! 
 His boundless love doth all embrace, 
 We freely now are sav'd by grace. 
 
 5 
 Ye, who believe his record true, 
 Shall sup with him, and he with you ; 
 Come to the feast, you're sav'd from sin, 
 And Jesus waits to take you in. 
 
 HYMN 374. P. M. 
 
 A WAY with our fears ! the glad morning appears 
 
 When an heir of salvation was born ; 
 From Jehovah I came, for his glory I am, 
 
 And to him I with singing return. 
 2 
 Thee, Jesus alone, the Fountain I own 
 
 Of my life and felicity here, 
 And cheerfully sing my Redeemer and King 
 
 Till his sign in the heav'ns appear. 
 3 
 O, the infinite cares, and temptations and snares, 
 
 Thy hand hath conducted me through I 
 O, the blessings bestow'd by a bountiful God, 
 
 And the mercies eternally new ! 
 4 
 What a mercy is this ! what a heav'n of bliss .* 
 
 How unspeakably happy am I ! 
 
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 Gather'd into the fold, with thy people enroll'd, 
 
 With thy people to live and to die. 
 5 
 O the goodness of God, employing a clod 
 
 His tribute of glory to raise ! 
 His standard to bear, and with triumph declare 
 
 His unspeakable riches of grace. 
 6 
 All honour and praise to the Fountain of grace ; 
 
 To the Spirit and Son I return ! 
 The business pursue, he hath made me to do> 
 
 And rejoice that I ever was born. 
 7 
 In a rapture of joy, my life I'll employ 
 
 The God of my life to proclaim ; 
 'Tis worth living for this, to administer bliss 
 
 And salvation in Jesus's name. 
 8 
 My remnant of days I'll spend in his praise 
 
 Who dy'd the whole world to redeem ; 
 Be they many or few, my days are his due, 
 
 And they all are devoted to him. 
 
 HYMN 375. L. M. 
 
 W HILST I celestial themes pursue, 
 How God, my Saviour, lov'd to death ; 
 These notes to me are ever knew, 
 And will be to my latest breath. 
 
 2 
 Almighty Babe ! in Bethl'hem borfy 
 The object of my solemn praise, 
 Treated by infidels with scorn, 
 But life and soul of all my joys. 
 
 3 
 Hail ! everlasting Father, God, 
 Debas'd ; and in a servant's form ♦ 
 
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 Thou conquer'dst by thy wounds and blood, 
 In likeness of a sinful worm. 
 
 4 
 Dear Man of sorrows, thee we hail ; 
 Forsaken, friendless, disesteem'd ; 
 Thy griefs, and blood, and tears prevail, 
 And have our soul from hell redeem'd. 
 
 HYMN 376. P. M, 
 
 FATHER of cur feeble race ! 
 
 Wise, beneficent, and kind ! 
 Spread o'er nature's ample face, 
 
 Flows thy goodness unconfin'd. 
 Musing in the silent grove, 
 
 Or the busy walks of men, 
 Still we trace thy wond'rous love, 
 
 Claiming large returns again. 
 2 
 Lord, what off'ring shall we bring 
 
 At thine altars when we bow ? 
 Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring 
 
 Whence the kind affections flow : 
 Soft compassion's feeling soul, 
 
 By the melting eye express'd : 
 Sympathy, at whole control 
 
 Sorrow leaves the wounded breast : 
 3 
 Willing hands to lead the blind, 
 
 Bind the wound, or feed the poor ? 
 Love, embracing all mankind, 
 
 Charity, with lib'ral store. 
 ^Teach us, O thou heav'nly King, 
 
 Thus to shew our grateful mind. 
 Thus th* accepted off'ring bring, 
 
 Love to thee, and all mankind ! 
 
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 HYMN 377. P. M. 
 
 I OUNG men and maidens raise 
 
 Your tuneful voices high ; 
 Old men and children praise 
 The God that built the sky : 
 Him, Three, in One, aud One in Three. 
 Extol to all eternity. 
 2 
 The universal King 
 
 Let all the world proclaim ; 
 Let every creature sing 
 His attributes and name : 
 Him, Three in One, Sec 
 3 
 In his great name alone, 
 All excellences meet ; 
 Who sits upon the throne, 
 And shall for ever sit : 
 Him, Three in One, &c. 
 4 
 Glory to God belongs ; 
 
 Glory to God be giv'n ; 
 Above the noblest song 
 
 Of all in earth and heav'n : 
 Him, Three in one, 8cc. 
 
 HYMN 378. C. M. 
 
 JESUS, th' eternal Son of God, 
 
 Whom seraphims obey, 
 The bosom of the Father leaves 
 And enters human clay. 
 2 
 Into our sinful world he comes 
 The Messenger of grace. 
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 And on the bloody tree expires 
 
 A Victim in our place. 
 3 
 Transgressors, of the deepest stain. 
 
 In him salvation find ; 
 His blood removes the foulest guilt, 
 
 His spirit heals the mind. 
 4 
 Our Jesus saves from sin and hell, 
 
 His words are true and sure ; 
 And on this Rock we all may rest 
 
 Immoveably secure. 
 5 
 O, let these tidings be receiv'd 
 
 With universal joy ! 
 And let the highest songs of praise 
 
 Our tuneful pow'r employ. 
 6 
 Glory to God ! who gave his Son 
 
 To bear our sin and pain ; 
 Hence peace on earth, and grace to man 
 
 In endless blessings reign. 
 
 HYMN 379. C. M, 
 
 METHINKS I see an heav'nly host 
 
 Of angels on the wing ; 
 Methinks I hear their cheerful notes, 
 
 So joyfully they sing. 
 2 
 *< Let all your fears be banish'd hence , 
 
 Glad tidings I proclaim ; 
 For there's a Saviour born to-day, 
 
 And Jesus is his name. 
 3 
 Lay down your crooks, and quit your flocks 
 
 To Bethlehem repair ; 
 
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 And let your wandering- steps be squnrd 
 By yonder shining star." 
 
 4 
 Then suddenly a heav'nly host 
 
 Around the shepherds throng, 
 Exulting in the threefold God, 
 
 And thus address their song : 
 
 5 
 « To God the Father, Christ the Son, 
 
 And Holy Ghost ador'd ; 
 The first and last, the last and first, 
 
 Eternal praise afford." 
 
 HYMN 380. P. M. 
 
 TRUEST Lover of thy people, 
 
 Nought can turn thy heart from me t 
 In thy death thy poor disciple 
 
 Still obtains true liberty, 
 Thy bless'd word, and kind behaviour, 
 
 Death and torments, wounds and blood 
 Still assure me, O my Saviour, 
 
 That thou art my Lord, my God ! 
 
 2 
 From thee I can never wander 
 
 Fatally, but shall abide 
 In that bleeding Fountain yonder, 
 
 Shelter'd in thy pierced side : 
 There my Jesus freely gives me 
 
 All the glory he's receiv'd ; 
 As he dy'd, so now he lives me ; 
 
 This is heav'n when once believ'd, 
 
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 HYMN 381. P. M. 
 
 AS shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep, 
 Promisc'ously seated, estranged from sleep, 
 An angel from heaven presented to view, 
 And thus he accosted the trembling few : 
 " Dispel all your sorrows, and banish your fears, 
 For Jesus, your Saviour, in Jewry appears. 
 2 
 Though Adam the first in rebellion was found* 
 Forbidden to tarry on hallowed ground ; 
 Yet Adam the second appears to retrieve 
 The loss you sustain'd by the devil and Eve. 
 Then shepherds be tranquil, this instant arise, 
 Go visit your Saviour, and see where he lies. 
 3 
 A token I leave you, whereby you may find 
 This heav'nly Stranger, this Friend to mankind : 
 A manger's his cradle, a stall his abode, 
 The oxen are near him and gaze on your God. 
 Then shepherds be humble, be meek, and lie low, 
 For Jesus your Saviour's abundantly so." 
 4 
 Tliis wonderous story scarce cool'd on the ear 
 When thousands of angels in glory appear ; 
 They join in concert, and this was the theme, 
 " All glory to God and good-will towards men." 
 Then shepherds strike in, join your voicetothe choir 
 : \nd catch a few sparks of celestial fire. 
 5 
 Hosanna ! the angels in ecstacy cry ; 
 Hosanna ! the wondering shepherds reply ; 
 u Salvation, redemption, are center'd in one ! 
 All glory to God for the birth of his Son ; 
 Then shepherds adieu, we commend you to God.. 
 Go visit the Son in his humble abode." 
 
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 To Bethlehem city the shepherds repair'd, 
 For full confirmation of What they hud heard ; 
 They enter'd the stable with aspect so mild, 
 And there they beheld both the mother and child 
 Then make proclamation, divulge it abroad, 
 That gentle and simple may hear of the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 382. P. M. 
 
 J ESUS, thy name we praise ! 
 To thee our songs we raise : 
 
 Hail ! holy Lamb ! 
 Thou hast redeemed us, 
 Greatly esteemed us, 
 Witness thy sacrifice, torment and shame 1 
 2 
 When we were lost in sin, 
 Unholy and unclean, 
 Unmeet for God ! 
 Wond'rous redemption ! 
 Glorious exemption 
 Now and for ever irom hell by thy blood I 
 8 
 Thou wast made man, with all 
 His mis'ries by the fall ; 
 
 Faithful to God ; 
 Greatly enduring 
 All the out-pouring 
 Of infinite punishment, suffering to blood. 
 4 
 Humbling thyself to death, 
 Tqqu didst resign thy breath, 
 
 Tortur'd with pain : 
 God hath declared 
 Man once ensnared 
 Surely should die the death ; this was sin's gain 
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 5 
 Here was our sin destroy'd, 
 Our enemies annoy'd ; 
 
 When Jesus dy'd, 
 Sighing and groaning, 
 Bleeding, atoning. 
 Sin was condemned and slain in his side.. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 
 When the third morn was come. 
 Then Jesus left the tomb ; 
 
 Ceas'd all thy woes ; 
 Bravely victorious, 
 Heav'nly glorious, 
 Openlv triumphing over thy foes. 
 7 
 Lo ! hence our joys begin, 
 We see thee without sin, 
 
 Holy and bright ; 
 Justification, 
 Perfect salvation, 
 Thy resurrection for man brought to light. 
 8 
 'Twas then the Father spake, 
 His awful silence brake, 
 
 " Thou art my Son, 
 Holy for ever, 
 Worthy my favour, 
 Only begotten, come sit on my throne.*' 
 9 
 Hail ! Son of Mary, hail ! 
 Our songs shall never fail 
 
 Whilst grace doth shine j 
 Deep adoration 
 Thy congregation 
 Kver shall pay thee, thou Saviour divine ! 
 
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 HYMN 383. P.M. 
 
 COMFORT ye my, comfort ye my 
 
 People, saith your God ; 
 Comfortably speak ye to her ; 
 
 Shout and cry aloud ! 
 Tell her that her warfare's o'er, 
 Tell her that her vict'ry's sure ; 
 Sin, nor wrath, nor second death, 
 Shall ne'er o'ertake her more. 
 
 2 
 Sin is pardon'd, See. 
 
 God the Word did give ; 
 The most harden 'd, &c. 
 
 Now shall hear and live : 
 She receiv'd, to make her clean, 
 From his hand, for ev'ry sin, 
 Grace and trouble, fully double ; 
 Joy, ye sons of men 1 
 
 3 
 Glorious Jesus, &c. 
 
 Thou art lifted high ; 
 That shall please us, &c. 
 
 To eternity : 
 What these tidings good contain, 
 Thy dear blood and wounds explain*. 
 Never-ending love ! descending 
 By thy smart and pain. 
 
 4 
 All our warfare, Sec. 
 
 Thou'st accomplished well ; 
 Bravely conquer'd, &c. 
 
 Sin, and death, and hell : 
 Thee we hail, thou King of heav'n ! 
 Thou thine all to us hast giv'n ; 
 In thy blood, our Lord and God 5 
 We find our holv leav'n, 
 
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 HYMN 384. P. M. 
 
 JjEAREST Jesus, though unseen, 
 
 My believing heart must lov*e thee i 
 Poor, despised Nazarene, 
 
 A kind and constant Friend I prove thee , 
 Sinking in thy balmy name, 
 O, how I love my dearest Lamb ! 
 
 2 
 Night and day I vent my sighs". 
 
 Languishing to see my Saviour : 
 With warm heart, and wond'ring eyes, 
 
 I'd view my dying God for ever : 
 Here I always would abide ; 
 O, this I choose, and nought beside 1 
 
 3 
 Like the widow'd turtle-dove, 
 
 I, dear, lovely Mnn, adore thee ; 
 Pants my soul quite faint with love> 
 
 Singing, " O my love, restore me 
 To thy presence, sweet and free ; 
 O, how I long to be with thee 1" 
 
 4 
 O'er the hills I see him come ; 
 
 Swift as darts the piercing lightning 
 Scatters all my horrid gloom ; 
 
 All my joys are quick and bright'ning : 
 Welcome, welcome, dearest Lamb j 
 O, how his presence feeds my flame ! 
 
 5 
 Praise shall my glad lips employ, 
 
 Praise shall all my pow'rs enliven j 
 To the Fountain of my Joy, 
 
 Jesus, Prince of earth and heav'n : 
 He is mine, and I am his ; 
 O, he's my glory and my bliss ! 
 
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 HYMN 385. P. M. 
 
 31 Y dearest Lamb, who bear'st my grief, 
 Thy sympathy affords relief 
 
 To thy poor, drooping bride : 
 Thy blood, as wine, shall cheer my heart ; 
 I'll draw mine ease from all thy smart, 
 
 And from thy pierced side. 
 2 
 When thy poor church grows tir'd and faint, 
 And, overburden'd, makes complaint 
 
 Of some tremendous load, 
 That sinks her mind in heaviness, 
 And all her inward pow'rs distress, 
 
 As with an absent God : 
 3 
 Thou say'st, thou hast been tempted sore 
 In ev'ry point like her, and more ; 
 
 Witness the shameful cross : 
 Now touch'd with ev'ry feeling sense 
 Of what can give thy bride offence ; 
 
 Hence she sustains no loss. 
 4 
 If in the dust she fainting sit, 
 Washing her loving Saviour's feet 
 
 \\ it ii her o'erflowing tears ! 
 Thou gently dost her spirit raise, 
 Filling her heart with songs of praise, 
 
 And banishing her fears. 
 5 
 Thou canst not see us weep alone, 
 But sigh for sigh, and groan for groan, 
 
 With us thou bear'st a part ; 
 Whilst pants the soul, with throbbing breast, 
 With equal sympathy oppress'd, 
 
 We feel thy loving heart. 
 
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 HYMN 386. P. M. 
 
 WoND'ROUS voice ! that cries with pow'r, 
 
 All flesh as grass is mean ; 
 All its good is as the fiow'r, 
 
 That fades, and is not seen ; 
 Surely all the people's grass ; 
 
 Nor is their goodliness esteem'd : 
 All their work and righteousness 
 
 Are fading flowers deem'd. 
 2 
 Blows the Spirit of our God, 
 
 All fleshly good is lost ; 
 Speaks with pow'r the Saviour's blood 5 
 
 Man's glory sinks to dust : 
 Fails all flesh before the Lord, 
 
 And, with'ring, dies at his command ; 
 Nought but God's eternal word 
 
 Shall in his presence stand. 
 3 
 Jesus only shall endure, 
 
 And nothing stand beside : 
 He, that Word of God most sure, 
 
 In whom exists his bride : 
 Bless'd in him with perfect peace, 
 
 We cease from all our fleshly good ; 
 He came witnessing this grace 
 
 By water and by blood. 
 4 
 Now is Jesus all in all, 
 
 My soul is satisfy'd ; 
 All my guilt, by Adam's fall, 
 
 Ceas'd when the Saviour dy'd : 
 With him I arose to light, 
 
 And glorious immortality ; 
 In him beauteous to the sight 
 
 Of sacred Deity* 
 
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 O how wond'rous is the grace I 
 
 The Lamb accepted stands ! 
 In him shines the Father's face 
 
 On souls from ev'ry land ; 
 He our Captain, Prince, and Head, 
 
 Foundation of this truth divine ; 
 All Jehovah's fav'rite seed 
 
 Collected in him shine. 
 
 HYMN 387. L. M. 
 
 F ATHER of all ! whose powerful voice 
 Call'd forth this universal frame ; 
 Whose mercies over all rejoice ; 
 Through endless ages still the same. 
 
 2 
 Thou, by thy word, upholdest all ; 
 Thy bounteous love to all is shew'd ; 
 Thou hear'st thine ev'ry creature's call, 
 And fillest every mouth with good. 
 
 3 . 
 In heaven thou reign'st enthron'd in light. 
 Nature's expanse beneath thee spread ; 
 Earth, air and sea before thy sight, 
 And hell's deep gloom, are open laid. 
 
 4 
 Wisdom, and might, and love are thine ; 
 Prostrate before thy face we fall, 
 Confess thine attributes divine, 
 And hail thee sov'reign Lord of all. 
 
 5 
 Thee, sovereign Lord, let all confess, 
 That move on earth, or sea, or sky ; 
 Revere thy power, thy goodness bless, 
 And bow before thy piercing eye. 
 
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 6 
 All ye, who owe to him your breath. 
 In praise your every hour employ ; 
 Jehovah reigns, be glad, O earth ! 
 And shout, ye morning stars, for joy 
 
 HYMN 388. P. M. 
 
 C^HRIST's birth, and circumcision too, 
 His fasting and temptation shew, 
 His agony and bloody sweat, 
 His wounded heart and torments great, 
 His blood, his death, and all, shall prove 
 The fulness of the Godhead-love. 
 
 2 
 'Tis he who groans, and cries aloud, 
 And weeps and sighs, and hangs in blood ; 
 'Tis, as his soul was put to pain, 
 And as he was most sharply slain, 
 That he is worthy to unseal 
 The book of God, and all reveal. 
 
 3 
 Under this form we hear him preach, 
 And, by his wounds, his brethren teach, 
 That God is love, to favour'd man, 
 And was, ere worlds or time began ; 
 His being, name, and nature, love : 
 This calls us up to worlds above. 
 
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 Our nature's curse, our sin and pride, 
 Are all destroy'd, and all beside 
 That renders it unmeet for God ; 
 The Lamb hath purg'd us by his blood : 
 Our happiness he always wills, 
 And in us all his joy fulfils. 
 
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 HYMN 389. P. M. 
 
 NOW doth the truth appear, 
 
 Our dear prophetic Lord, 
 Of what thou didst declare 
 In thine unerring word ; 
 The awful signs, by thee foretold, 
 Of thine approach, we now behold. 
 2 
 Nations are in distress, 
 
 Striving, by force and fraud, 
 Each other to oppress ; 
 
 Yet their own ways applaud : 
 In divers places earthquakes are, 
 Men's hearts are failing them for fear- 
 3 
 The gods of earth their jars 
 
 Occasion fierce debate ; 
 Contests and bloody wars 
 Proclaim their mutual hate ; 
 Whilst mutt'ring rumour now declares, 
 How all the world for war prepares. 
 4 
 Redeemer, thou wilt come 
 
 (Those signs point out thy way) 
 To bring thy children home, 
 We wait the glorious day : 
 Till then we calmly rest in thee, 
 From dread of each ill-boding free. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
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 We praise thee, dearest Lord ; 
 Nor will we hopeless grieve ; 
 Instructed by thy word, 
 Rejoicing, we believe 
 That all things work, through Jesus' blood, 
 Now, and for ever, for our good. 
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 Our clearest Bridegroom lives ! 
 
 And all our need supplies ; 
 Himself orur food he gives, 
 Eat, my belov'd, he cries : 
 His love is our divine repast ; 
 O ! how can then his children fast ? 
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 If thou art ta'en away, 
 
 Lo ! then thy children fast ; 
 But if thou with us stay, 
 We've a continual feast : 
 All other food our souls despise, 
 But thee, our Lamb and Sacrifice. 
 8 
 We'll fast from all but thee ; 
 Thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
 To drink thy blood we're free : 
 On this alone we feed ! 
 Pteas'd with this food, most holy Lamb? 
 We eat and drink, and bless thy name. 
 
 HYMN 390. P. M. 
 
 JL O Jesus lifted up on high, 
 As doves unto their windows fly, 
 
 We speed for life and peace : 
 His blood, how pow'riully it draws ! 
 Now it hath quite remov'd the cause 
 
 Of sorrow and distress. 
 2 
 As members to their head must join, 
 And branches grow in their own vine? 
 
 So are we in the Lamb : 
 Ours all his beauty, life and fruit, 
 On him we grow, our Head and Root, 
 
 And hail the sacred namec 
 
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 HYMN 391. P. M. 
 
 ORY aloud, is the command ; 
 
 Spare not, be bold and free ; 
 Trumpet through a guilty land, 
 
 How they have err'd from me : 
 Till their sinfulness of heart 
 
 And practice is to them declar'dy 
 Jesus only can avert 
 
 The judgment that's prepar'd. 
 2 
 Yet they daily seek my face 
 
 With much profess'd delight ; 
 As a nation rich in grace, 
 
 And righteous in his sight ; 
 Truth and justice they would have, 
 
 Seem pleas'd in their approach to God ; 
 Jesus only can us save 
 
 By his own precious blood. 
 3 
 Wherefore do we fast, say they, 
 
 Yet thou dost not regard ? 
 Wherefore sanctify a day, 
 
 And yet thou hast not heard ? 
 'Cause herein you pleasure find, 
 
 As such who merit future bliss : 
 Jesus only was design'd 
 
 To be our righteousness. 
 4 
 Lo ! ye fast for foul debate, 
 
 With wicked hand to smite j 
 Still retaining strife and hate, 
 
 Nor cease from cruel spite : 
 Ye shall not fast, as on this day,' 
 
 To make your voice be heard on high : 
 Jesus only is the way, 
 
 If you'll to God draw nigh. 
 
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 Have I chose such fasts as these, 
 
 Or ever this allow'd, 
 That your troubles me appease, 
 
 Though like a bull-rush bow'd? 
 Yet wilt thou call this a fast, 
 
 A day accepted of your God ? 
 Jesus is our First and Last, 
 
 The sum of all our good. 
 
 HYMN 392. L. M. 
 
 A S all men once in Adam fell 
 
 From life, from heav'n, to death and hell : 
 
 E'en so are all men now restor'd 
 
 To life, to heav'n, in Christ their Lord. 
 
 2 
 As Adam comprehended all, 
 In his obedience, and his fall : 
 So, in himself, his toil and pain, 
 Christ comprehended all again. 
 
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 In Adam doom'd to punishment 
 For sin, which had not our consent : 
 So Christ, without our choice or aid, 
 AnnulFd our crimes, our debts all paid. 
 
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 The method of redeeming grace, 
 Highest in dignity and place, 
 First claims our wonder, love, and praise,; 
 And joy in Jesus all our days. 
 
 5 
 'Tis free, we neither ran nor fought ; 
 'Tis free, it cost us not a thought : 
 'Tis free, the gift is from above, 
 And worthy of the God of love. 
 
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 Nor is the gift of God confin'd *, 
 'Tis freely giv'n to all mankind : 
 
 As true to who have not bjiiev'd, 
 As such who have the gift receiv'd. 
 
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 In Christ, where grace and peace abound, 
 The balm is equal to the wound : 
 In Christ, salvation's wrought for all, 
 Who were involv'd in Adam's fall. 
 
 HYMN 393. P. M. 
 
 JJEAD to the world, to flesh and sense, 
 The sons of God we now commence, 
 
 And Jesus only know : 
 In him our life is kept secure, 
 In him we're holy, just and pure, 
 
 Unknown to men below. 
 2 
 The hidden way, we now descry, 
 Has ne'er been seen by vulture's eye. 
 
 Nor by the lion trod ; 
 In this we walk devoid of fear, 
 No condemnation dread we here, 
 
 For Jesus is our God. 
 3 
 Though reason would our souls dismay, 
 Tells us we err from day to day, 
 
 And ev'ry hour transgress ; 
 Yet in our high, exalted Head, 
 To sin and all its pow'rs we're dead, 
 
 And he's our righteousness. 
 4 
 In him of whom the prophets told, 
 Ourselves made perfect we behold ; 
 Adorn 'd with ev'ry grace j 
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 We enter here Tmmanuel's land,. 
 And in his purity we stand, 
 
 Before the Father's face. 
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 To him be all our songs and praise. 
 To him let us our voices raise, 
 
 And hail our glorious King : 
 Whose love to us has open'd heav'n, 
 In him salvation's to us giv'n, 
 
 His name we'll ever sing. 
 
 HYMN 394. P. M. 
 
 .A LL hail, eternal Love ! 
 
 Goii's nature and his name, 
 Unchangeable ; we prove 
 
 Thou art always the same ; 
 Thou no beginning had'st, nor we 
 Shall ever know an end of thee. 
 
 2 
 J Twas love which God reveal'd, 
 
 To ease the sinner's pain ; 
 By oath and promise seal'd, 
 
 They should enjoy again ; 
 The peace once lost, which now I prove., 
 Through Jesus* blood, amazing love ! 
 
 3 
 Love, which at first began 
 
 To bless a ruin'd race, 
 In time became a man, 
 
 And prov'd the sinner's peace : 
 Us he espous'd to love, then we 
 From all our miseries were free. 
 
 4 
 Love wounded was for us 
 
 With sharp and bitter pain ? 
 
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 Hung bleeding on the cross. 
 
 Felt death, and rose again ; 
 And left his peace with us in love, 
 Before he went to realms above. 
 
 HYMN 395. P. M. 
 
 OrLOR'OUS Jesus ! glor'ous Jesus ! 
 
 Thy dear name to praise ; 
 This shall please us, this shall please us # 
 
 Greatly, all our days ; 
 O thy beauties, how divine ! 
 
 How they in the gospel shine ! 
 Holy Saviour, live for ever, 
 
 All our songs be thine. 
 
 HYMN 396. P. M. 
 
 JESUS only will we sing, 
 
 His mystery adore ; 
 Thee we praise, our bleeding King, 
 
 Thy wisdom, love, and pow'r ; 
 Thou hast wrought our works for us 9 
 
 In us thou dy'dst and liv'st again ; 
 By the labour of thy cross 
 
 We endless life obtain. 
 2 
 Live, thou mighty Prince of life ! 
 
 Great King of glory, reign ! 
 "iiu m nraise be all our strife, 
 ho for our sins w. s slain. 
 "With himself, from sin and shame, 
 
 Blameless to God he did us raise : 
 Worthy is the holy Lamb 
 
 Of everlasting praise > 
 
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 HYMN 397. P. Ml 
 
 THOU lov'd Sov'reign of my breast, 
 In thy dear myst'ry I am bless'd 
 
 With peace, and joy profound. 
 Now, sav'd from sin and hell, am I 
 In my dear Lamb's Humanity, 
 
 Where all my joys abound. 
 2 
 Here will I hide from ev'ry foe, 
 And thank thee, O my Saviour, too, 
 
 That I should favour'd be 
 To hide me in thy wounded side ; 
 And, what's yet more, to be thy bride, 
 
 And truly one with thee I 
 
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 Here would I live, for ever live, 
 In thee, my Lamb, and still receive 
 
 Thy blessings ever new : 
 I'd turn mine eyes from all to thee, 
 Whilst underneath the bloody tree 
 
 My heart with love o'erflow. 
 4 
 
 1 long to prove the depth profound, 
 The glory of each bleeding wound, 
 
 Not one was made in vain : 
 Nor is there any discord there, 
 Or cause of sorrow, pain, or fear ; 
 
 There, there, my soul, remain, 
 
 HYMN 398. C. M. 
 
 TART FIRST. 
 
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 EE ! O my soul, on Calvary 
 Thy Maker and thy God ! 
 \nd> in him, thine own person see- 
 As coyer'd o'er with blood. 
 
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 Behold him, from his high abode, 
 
 Come down to dwell with men ; 
 Behold him sink beneath the load 
 
 Of all thy guilt and sin. 
 3 
 Nail'd to the cross he tortur'd hangs, 
 
 Oppress'd with grief and smart ; 
 We as his members share his pangs, 
 
 And feel his wounded heart. 
 4 
 Look back to Adam, there behold 
 
 Thyself as lost, undone ; 
 To sin, to hell, to Satan sold, 
 
 And all thy beauty gone. 
 5 
 As thou wast of his body part, 
 
 When he a victim fell ; 
 Ev'n so, in Christ, exempt thou art 
 
 From sin and death, and hell. 
 
 PART SECOND. 
 
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 God's love is free, nor has it bounds, 
 
 Not sin can it control ; 
 But peace on earth it ever sounds, 
 
 And health to ev'ry soul. 
 7 
 Our Jesus is our peaceful earth, 
 
 In whom there dwells good-will 
 Towards mankind, who in his birth 
 
 His body's myst'ry fill. 
 8 
 Jesus, and us, were seen as one ; 
 
 When God the Father spake, 
 And said to him, Thou art my Son, 
 
 In whom I pleasure take. 
 
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 9 
 In Christ, each promise, with its seal, 
 
 We now enjoy and know ; 
 In Christ, the unction now we feel 
 
 Upon us plenteous flow. 
 10 
 Hence to our God our songs we raise ; 
 
 Exalting heart and voice : 
 Nor will we ever cease to praise. 
 
 But in his name rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 399. P. M. 
 
 BEHOLD the servant of the Lord, 
 Chosen to fulfil his word, 
 
 With might and special grace ! 
 Not like the man, whose fleshly mind, 
 DefiTd and blemish'd all mankind, 
 
 Yea ruin'd all his race. 
 2 
 But one elect above the rest, 
 Chosen to be our great High Priestj 
 
 To bear our names on high ; 
 To offer up his glorious prize, 
 His one beloved sacrifice, 
 
 Man crown'd with victory. 
 3 
 Well might the soul of God rejoice, 
 And with a loud and heav'nly voice, 
 
 Proclaim his only Son ; 
 For here mankind being gather'd home, 
 And rescu'd from their former doom, 
 
 Are with their God made one. 
 4 
 Man's spirit, sav'ring strong of earthy 
 Has here a new and heav'nly birth, 
 
 And fiil'd with love divine ; 
 
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 The Spirit pour'd on Christ declares 
 Mankind his brethren, friends, and heirs ; 
 
 Who are with him to shine. 
 5 
 What doth the heav'nly vision mean ? 
 What ! That we only are made clean,] 
 
 And all the rest forgot ! 
 Nay, to the Gentiles, Christ brings forth 
 In judgment all his pow'r and worth, 
 
 As their free, happy lot. 
 6 
 And thus the bruised reed's not broke, 
 Nor quench'd the flax, its dying smoke ; 
 
 For Aaron's precious oil, 
 Pour'd on the head, did straight descend 
 O'er head and garments, to the end 
 
 That ev'ry part might smile. 
 7 
 What though on some it falls unknown? 
 Unconscious of the rich perfume, 
 
 Which spreads its odours round ? 
 Yet that the senses don't receive 
 What gladdens such who do believe, 
 
 Is all the diff'rence found. 
 
 HYMN 400. L. M. 
 
 JESUS, he is the Vine most true ; 
 His Father, God, the Husbandman, 
 Who dress'd him well, for man, for you, 
 When blood flow'd fast from ev'ry vein. 
 
 2 
 When he became the Branch of sin, 
 The fruitless Bud of man's offence ; 
 The Father's hand did purge him clean* 
 And took the evil branch from thence- 
 
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 3 
 
 Since, then, in him no sin remains, 
 From us all sin is far remov'd : 
 On him is found no guilty stains ; 
 Guiltless are we in the Belov'd. 
 
 4 
 He also was the Branch that bare 
 The fruit that was divinely good : 
 Purg'd by the Father's love and cart> 
 And fertil'd by atoning blood. 
 
 5 
 In him, the Father was well-pleas'd, 
 In him he truly dress'd the Vine : 
 Where sin's chastis'd, the law's appeas'd, 
 And mercy now doth glorious shine. 
 
 6 
 God spake the word, that made us clean ; 
 The Word was Jesus Christ our Lord : 
 'Twas spoken to the sons of men ; 
 Who're holy through that spoken Word. 
 
 HYMN 401. S. M. 
 
 X HE way of safety's found, 
 
 The way of righteousness : 
 Where Christ with pow'r and glory crown'd, 
 
 Did all our griefs redress. 
 2 
 
 Jesus, the living way, 
 
 Descended from on high : 
 To be our path to endless day, 
 
 From where the helpless sigh. 
 3 
 
 No unclean thing can tread 
 
 The great high-way of truth : 
 Vet sinners, by the Saviour led, 
 
 Find rugged paths made smooth. 
 
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 O glorious ! glorious way, 
 
 In thee we cannot err : 
 In thee no snares our feet betray, 
 
 Nor our free steps deter. 
 5 
 
 No lion is there here, 
 
 No rav'ning beast of prey ; 
 To strike the traveller with fear, 
 
 Who walketh in this way. 
 6 
 
 With everlasting joy, 
 
 Come, sons of Zion, come ; 
 Sorrows shall not again annoy 
 
 The souls to Christ brought home. 
 7 
 
 In thee our great High Priest, 
 
 By suff'ring death made pure ; 
 In thee we see the way to rest, 
 
 And feel our bliss secure. 
 
 HYMN 402. C. M. 
 
 W HAT joy or honour could we have, 
 
 We all unclean and base, 
 Unless the righteous Lamb of God 
 
 Our joy and honour was ? 
 
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 What boasted work, what fairest thing 
 
 Of all that's ours we name, 
 Could we unto the judgment bring 
 
 Of him whose eyes are flame ? 
 
 Who is so rich, so pure, so just, 
 
 If scann'd and try'd above, 
 That his best plea and self-defence 
 
 Of any weight could prove ? 
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 Who, who has ever found a way 
 
 Into the holy place, 
 By any door than one, 
 
 Christ's wounds, and his free grace ? 
 5 
 We know the Shepherd's heart, who left 
 
 The ninety -nine behind, 
 And through the desart anxious went, 
 
 His hundredth sheep to find. 
 6 
 The righteousness that comes by blood, 
 
 Is our life-giving feast, 
 Still on those wounds our souls would hang, 
 
 As infants on the breast. 
 
 HYMN 403. L. M. 
 
 ONE God there is, which God is ours, 
 The Source of all the heav'nly pow'rs ; 
 He's One in Three, and Three in One, 
 The Father, Spirit, and the Son. 
 
 2 
 This God beheld our fallen race, 
 Straitway his love took Adam's place. 
 Head of his loved church and train, 
 To bring them to himself again. 
 
 3 
 Mankind he gathered into one, 
 And as a vesture put them on ; 
 Thus to himself, he reconcil'd 
 Each wand'ring, each rebellious child 
 
 4 
 The Father, Word, and Spirit shone 
 In Jesus' face ; beloved Son ! 
 fn him the Godhead's fulness dwelt, 
 When his blood-shedding purg'd our guilt. 
 
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 Let all who see, and know the same, 
 Join me in praise to Jesus' name ; 
 To him \vc hallelujah cry, 
 Who did vouchsafe for us to die. 
 
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 Soon shall we meet on Salem's shore, 
 To love, and praise, and part no more j 
 Till then we'll sing, and ever say, 
 The Lamb has took our sins away. 
 
 HYMN 404. C. M. 
 
 WlTH thankfulness I sing the Man ; 
 
 Of blessed Mary born j 
 The Lamb of God for sinners slain, 
 
 The same the Hebrews scorn. 
 2 
 My Friend I sing, who took my place- 
 
 Deliver'd up for me : 
 For me and all the ungodly race, 
 
 As they will some time see. 
 3 
 The Carpenter, the Nazarene, 
 
 Who all my curse endur'd, 
 Who having wash'd away my sin. 
 
 My part in heav'n insur'd. 
 4 
 When he on Calv'ry naked bled, 
 
 He groan'd beneath my pain ! 
 A spectacle to angels made, 
 
 A gazing stock for man. 
 5 
 This of my Lord I can't forget, 
 
 With all beside I'd part ; 
 For O ! his love, death, wounds and sweat 
 
 Are written on my heart. 
 
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 I fain would banish from my mind 
 
 The world and things of sense, 
 And only muse on what I find 
 
 In him, nor move from hence. 
 7 
 Nothing like him so pleasing shines, 
 
 In my admiring eyes ; 
 Love, conqu'ring love, my soul confines 
 
 Him more than all to prize. 
 
 HYMN 405. C. M. 
 
 oEGIN the high, celestial strain, 
 
 My ravish'd soul, and sing 
 A solemn hymn of grateful praise 
 
 To Heaven's Almighty King ; 
 2 
 Ye curling fountains, as you roll 
 
 Your silver waves along, 
 Whisper to all your verdant shores 
 
 The subject of my song. 
 3 
 Retain it long, ye echoing rocks ! 
 
 The sacred sound retain, 
 And from your hollow-winding caves 
 
 Return it oft again. 
 4 
 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings 
 
 To distant climes away ; 
 And round the wide-extended world 
 
 My lofty theme convey. 
 5 
 Take the glad burden of his name, 
 
 Ye clouds, as you arise, 
 Whether to deck the golden morn, 
 
 Or shade the evening skies. 
 
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 Let harmless thunders roll along 
 
 The smooth, etherial plain, 
 And answer, from the crystal vault, 
 
 To ev'ry flying strain. 
 7 
 Long let it warble round the spheres, 
 
 And echo through the sky, 
 Till angels, with immortal skill, 
 
 Improve the harmony. 
 8 
 While I, with sacred rapture fir'd, 
 
 The bless'd Creator sing, 
 And warble consecrated lays 
 
 To Heav'n's Almighty King. 
 
 HYMN 406. P. M. 
 
 JHL ARK ! what distant music melts upon the ear I 
 So sweet the tones, the symphonies so clear ! 
 Some seraph sure has touch'd his golden lyre, 
 And praise resounds through all the heav'nly choir. 
 Ye mortals, catch the soul-commanding sound ; 
 Learn the bless'd theme,and chant the chorus round 
 
 2 
 O could our strains the rapt'rous notes combine, 
 
 Then should our grateful anthems pour along 
 
 The soothing, swelling harmonies of song ; 
 And ev'ry breast would glow with love divine I 
 
 3 
 Mo st gracious God, thy humble suppliants hear } 
 
 Accept the tributary lays we bring : 
 Thy power we own ; thy majesty revere ; 
 
 Thy goodness celebrate ; thy glories sing> 
 And oh ! may all in one grand concert raist 
 To Thee hosannas of unceasing praise, 
 
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 HYMN 407. P. M. 
 
 J ESUS, all hail ! thou risen Saviour, hail ! 
 At thy command the seventh trump shall sound, 
 The sun retire, the moon, the stars turn pale, 
 And heav'n, and earth, and sea, no more be found. 
 
 2 
 Rous'd at thy word, the slumbering nations rise ; 
 The dead, who live not till the trump be blown, 
 Lift up to thee their supplicating eyes, 
 And they who pierc'd thee, weep at mercy's throne. 
 
 3 
 On all their sins the cleansing fountain rolls, 
 Their robes are wash'd in thine all-saving blood y 
 The Fount of life supplies their thirsty souls, 
 And ev'ry nation drinks the living flood. 
 
 4 
 Bath'd in the crimson stream of love divine, 
 With tears of joy in ecstacy they cry ; 
 <* The east, the west, the south, the north, are thine? 
 From everlasting, thine, we shall not die.'' 
 
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 " All souls are mine ; all live to God in me, 
 The first the last, the last the first proclaim ; 
 Jew, Gentile, Greek, Barbarian, bond or free, 
 Are one new man, and bear Immanuers name." 
 
 HYMN 409. L. M. 
 
 A HIS God is the God we adore, 
 Our faithful, unchangeable Friend, 
 Whose love is as great as his pow'r, 
 And neither knows measure nor end. 
 
 2 
 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last, 
 Whose spirit shall guide us safe home j 
 We'll praise him for all that is past, 
 And trust him for al! that's to come- 
 
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 HYMN 410. P. M. 
 
 V E nymphs of Sol y ma 1 begin the song : 
 To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong. 
 The mossy fountains and the sylvan shades, 
 The dreams of Pindus and th' Aonian maids 
 Delight no more. O Thou my voice inspire, 
 Who touch'd Isaiah's hallowed lips with lire ! 
 Rapt into future times the bard begun : 
 A Virgin shall conceive, a Virgin bear a Son ! 
 From Jesse's root behold a Branch arise, 
 Whose sacred flow'r with fragrance fills the skies : 
 Th' ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move, 
 And on its top descend the mystic Dove. 
 Ye heav'ns from high the dewy nectar pour, 
 And in soft silence shed the kindly show'r. 
 The sick and weak the healing plant shall aid, 
 From storms a shelter, and from heat a shade ; 
 All crimes shall cease, and ancient fraud shall fail, 
 Returning justice lift aloft her scale ; 
 Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend, 
 And white-rob'd innocence from heav'n descend. 
 Swift fly the years, and rise the expected morn i 
 Oh spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! 
 See nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, 
 With all the incense of the breathing spring ; 
 See lofty Lebanon his head advance, 
 See nodding forests on the mountains dance, 
 See spicy clouds from lowly Sharon rise, 
 And Carmel's flow'ry top perfumes the skies ! 
 Hark ! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers ; 
 Prepare the way ! a God, a God appears ! 
 A God, a God ! the vocal hills reply, 
 The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. 
 Lo, earth receives him from the bending skies ! 
 Sink down, ye mountains, and, ye vallies, rise ! 
 With heads declin'd, ye cedars, homage pay ; 
 Be smooth, ye rocks j ye rapid floods, give way ! 
 
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 The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold : 
 Hear him, ye deaf ! and all ye blind, behold 1 
 No sigh, no murmur, the wide world shall hear ; 
 From ev'ry face he wipes off ev'ry tear. 
 In adamantine chains shall death be bound, 
 And hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound. 
 No more shall nation against nation rise, 
 Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes. 
 Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise I 
 Exalt thy tow'ry head, and lift thine eyes ! 
 See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display, 
 And break upon thee in a flood of day. 
 No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, 
 Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her silver horn ; 
 But lost, dissolv'd in thy superior rays, 
 One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze 
 O'erflow thy courts : the light himself shall shine 
 Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine ! 
 The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, 
 Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away ; 
 But fix'd his word, his saving power remains : 
 Thy realm forever lasts, thine own Messiah reigns ! 
 
 HYMN 411. P. M. 
 
 HOW great are thy works, thou power divine ! 
 How various thy ways, how sweet they combine ; 
 No angel can measure thine infinite love, 
 Surpassing conception, eternal 'twill prove. 
 
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 Ere chaos was moulded, or planets were fram'd ; 
 Ere earth, sea and rivers, or mortals were nam'd ; 
 Love dwelt in thy bosom, love mov'd thee to bring 
 A race into being, thy praises to sing. 
 
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 In Adam we stood, in Adam we fell ; 
 Were born in corruption, and still in it dwell ; 
 
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 But though \vc arc guilty, unworthy thy care, 
 Thy promise assures us of glory a share. 
 
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 In Adam we died, — in Christ, thy clear Son, 
 Life, pardon and comfort, we claim as our own ; 
 Oh love, how amazing ! Oh mercy, how great ! 
 Redemption through Jesus is wholly complete. 
 
 HYMN 412. P.M. 
 
 V ITAL spark of heav'nly flame, 
 Quit, O quit, this mortal frame ! 
 Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, 
 O the pain, the bliss of dying ! 
 
 Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,, 
 
 And let me languish into life ! 
 2 
 Hark ! they whisper ! Angels say, 
 Sister spirit, come away. 
 What is this absorbs me quite, 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 
 
 Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? 
 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 3 
 The world recedes — it disappears !— 
 Heaven opens to mine eyes ! mine ears 
 With sounds seraphic ring ; 
 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! 
 
 O grave ! where is thy victory ? 
 
 O death ! where is thy sting ? 
 
 HYMN 413. P. M. 
 
 A MARRIAGE HYMN. 
 
 CyELESTIAL Father ! Sire of man, 
 From whom our circling race began, 
 Form'd by thy plastic hand : 
 
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 Low at thy feet we prostrate bow, 
 Receive and bless the ardent vow, 
 
 Made by thy high command. 
 2 
 Give each soft spirit, friend to love, 
 In walks of paradise who rove, 
 
 To bless the happy pair, 
 Propitious let them hither fly, 
 From bowers of bliss in yonder sky. 
 
 And banish pale-ey'd care. 
 
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 Be witness heav'n, and every pow'r, 
 Who deign to mark the hallow'd hour, 
 
 Record the plighted faith ; 
 Soft vigils keep, auspicious bend, 
 On every devious walk attend, 
 
 And strew with flow'rs their path. 
 
 4 
 May smiling pleasures, blooming joys, 
 Fair hope sublim'd, which never cloys, 
 
 Gild every added day ; 
 No dark suspicion rise between, 
 With blighting infl'ence cloud the scene, 
 
 Chasing sweet peace away. 
 
 5 
 May mellowing love with friendship blend; 
 Esteem with lighted torch ascend 
 
 And fan the sacred fire : 
 May young complacency improve, 
 Graft reason on the stock of love, 
 
 And joys serene inspire. 
 6 
 May chastity, with garland crown'd, 
 And honour's sacred charms be found? 
 
 To guard the gentle pair. 
 
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 May love unfeign'd their bosoms shield, 
 And conscious duty, pleasure yield, 
 Truth, spotless and sincere. 
 
 7 
 May sense and temper still preside, 
 Discretion all their actions guide, 
 
 Bright virtue still the base ; 
 Fair candour spread a mutual veil, 
 As human errors shall assail, 
 
 With silent tears erase. 
 8 
 May each domestic joy arise, 
 And home felt blessings may they prize, 
 
 Budding on peace serene. 
 May she each matron grace assume 
 Around connubial life which bloom, 
 
 To gild the opening scene. 
 9 
 May he the lover still confess, 
 Still live to honour, shield and bless 
 
 The fair whom he receives ; 
 For when the ills of life surround, 
 In the torn breast inflict the wound, 
 
 Sweet amity relieves. 
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 When gloomy pangs assault the soul, 
 When evil fills her poison'd bowl, 
 
 And passion swells the breast, 
 Then may soft reason brighter glow, 
 The balm of sapient pity flow, 
 
 And smile the storm to rest. 
 11 
 As they the path of life shall tread, 
 May confidence her banners spread, 
 
 And well taught judgment sway. 
 May friendship's sweetest joys abound. 
 And fair religion still be found, 
 
 To point the better way. 
 
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 HYMN 414. P. M. 
 
 X O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Be praise amidst the heav'nly host, 
 
 And in the church below ; 
 From whom all creatures drew their breath, 
 By whom redemption bless'd the earth, 
 
 From whom all comforts flow ! 
 
 HYMN 415. L. M. 
 
 JT RAISE God, from whom all blessings flow ! 
 Praise him all creatures here below ! 
 Praise him above, ye heav'nly host ! 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 
 
 FUNERAL ANTHEM. 
 
 X HEARD a great voice from Heav'n, saying 
 unto me, Write from henceforth, Blessed are the 
 dead which die in the Lord ! Yea, saith the 
 Spirit, for they rest from their labours ; and their 
 works do follow them. 
 
 EASTER ANTHEM. 
 
 HaLLELUIA ! The Lord is risen indeed ! 
 Halieluia ! Now is Christ risen from the dead, 
 and become the first fruits of them that slept. 
 Halieluia ! And did he rise ? Hear, O ye na- 
 tions ! Hear it, O ye dead ! He rose ! He burst 
 the bars of death, and triumph'd o'er the grave. 
 Then I rose ! Then first humanity triumphant 
 pass'd the crystal ports of light, and seiz'd eter- 
 nal youth. Man, all-immortal, Hail ! Heaven, 
 all lavish of strange gifts to man, thine all the 
 glory ! man's the boundless bliss ! 
 
APPENDIX. 
 
 CONTAINING 
 
 ORIGINAL HYMNS, omitted in the 
 
 LAST EDITION. 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 
 Introductory. Jets xvii. 26. Mai. ii. 10. Rom. V. 18. 
 
 1 A HOUGH various names, O Lord, divide 
 The differing tribes of Adam's race ; 
 
 Yet all to Him, to Thee allied, 
 
 Are sons of wrath, and heirs of grace. 
 
 2 One law of death condemns the whole, 
 The east, the west, the south, the north i 
 And one free gift gives life to all 
 
 The present, future, past of earth. 
 
 3 From one, all nations, kindreds sprung : 
 To one they tend ; that one art Thou ; 
 Then be thy praise in concert sung, 
 
 By all thine offspring, here below. 
 
 HYMN 2. L. M. 
 
 Praise for Creation. Rev. iv. 11. Coloss. i. 16. Rom. xi.36. 
 
 1 WHILST Elders fall before thy throne, 
 The rainbow'd throne whose base is love ; 
 To man, they make thy pleasure known, 
 The cause of life below, above. 
 
 2 Thou, Lord, art worthy, loud they cry, 
 Of glory, honour, pow'r divine : 
 
 For all in earth, and all on high, 
 Were made by thee ; and all are thine : 
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 3 Hence, Angels, Spirits, Elders sing 
 Hosannas, in one choral strain. 
 The Heav'ns they hymn th' Eternal King : 
 And Earth repeats Amen, Amen. 
 
 HYMN 3. L. M. 
 
 The Creation of Adam. Gen. i. 27. v. 2. Ephes, V. 31, 32. 
 
 1 .IN thine own image, Father, God, 
 That image Christ the Lord display 'd ; 
 A present twain — yet future one, 
 Was Adam, male and female made. 
 
 2 Here first the truth divine was shown, 
 On which is bas'd Salvation's plan : 
 Flesh of his flesh, and bone of bone, 
 Man dwells in God, and God in man. 
 
 3 O glorious type of heav'nly grace I 
 Creation's hour proclaims the Son : 
 For us he left his Father's house ; 
 And, in himself, of twain made one, 
 
 HYMN 4. C. M. 
 
 The Beguiling of Woman. 2 Tim. ii. 14. Ephes. v. 23. 
 
 1 oATAN, transform'd in guise of light, 
 
 His snares deceptive spread ; 
 Nor dar'd the son of morn, of night, 
 Attack the woman's head. 
 
 2 The weaker vessel, foil'd by guile, 
 
 Soon fell an easy prey. 
 Adam was Eve's, not Satan's spoil, 
 He gave himself away. 
 
 3 Here Jesus' love is plainly shown ; 
 
 Yes ! love more strong than death : 
 For, not asham'd ©ur guilt to own, 
 The Saviour yields his breath. 
 
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 HYMN 5. L. M. 
 
 Abraham's Rejoicing-. Gen. xxii. 8. John i. 29. viii. 36. 
 
 1 <; ( i OD Will provide," the Patriarch said, 
 And faith gives ev'ry doubt away ; 
 Fearless he climbs Moriah's mound, 
 And sees afar Christ Jesus' day : 
 
 3 Yes 1 God provides, and God accepts 
 His sacrifice, and his alone : 
 No blood of beasts, not Abrah'm's son, 
 Nor ought, save Christ, can e'er atone. 
 
 3 Ten thousand blessings crown the Lamb, 
 The Lamb of God, that once was slain : 
 Behold he lives, he intercedes, 
 And ransom'd nations shout Amen. 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 
 
 Isaac at Peace with Philistia. Gen. xxvi. 30. Isai. xxv. 6, 
 
 1 vxOD hath giv'n to Isaac room : 
 See Philistines friendly come ; 
 Hark ! they hail one common Lord ; 
 One by him, by them ador'd. 
 
 2 Strife, contention, hatred ends ; 
 Met in peace, they dwell as friends ; 
 Mutual oath, confirm'd above, 
 
 Jew and Gentile binds in love. 
 
 3 Lord ! complete this type of thee, 
 Bid all nations bend the knee ; 
 Blessed in th' eternal Son, 
 
 Bring the wancl'rers home, as one. 
 
 4 Give them peace, the peace of God ; 
 Peace in heaven, by Jesus' blood ; 
 Thou the Truth, the Life, the Way, 
 Peace, good-will to all display. 
 
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 HYMN 7. L. M. 
 
 Jacob's Prophecy of Shiloh. Gen. xlix. 10. Psat. lxxxvi. *9, 
 
 5 oHILOH shall come — the Prophet cries, 
 As death illumes his closing eyes ; 
 O'er people, kindreds, tongues he sways i 
 And Judah claims no more, the praise. 
 
 2 Thou long foretold — yet great unknown, 
 Shiloh ! ascend salvation's throne. 
 Gath'rer of nations, come, oh come I 
 Leader ! commander ! guide us home. 
 
 3 Speak but the word, and light shall be ; 
 That light of life which points to thee ; 
 Where all thy works, ador'd I AM i 
 Shall glorify thy glorious name. 
 
 HYMN 8. L. M. 
 
 Joseph comforting his Brethren. Gen\.2Q. JRom.v.lQ. Joh.xiiA7 
 
 1 oMOTE to the heart, by conscious guilt 
 Of wrong intended Joseph's blood, 
 
 His trembling brethren sue for peace, 
 And dread chastisement's iron rod. 
 
 2 Though evil they — yet Joseph good, 
 Comforts, speaks kind, wipes off their tears j 
 And standing as the type of God, 
 Removes each doubt-— and calms all fears. 
 
 3 Thus does the soul of sinful man, 
 Heap indignation, anguish, wrath ; 
 Till heav'n's own purpose in the plan, 
 Gleams mercy round his clouded path. 
 
 4 Lord thou art good — supremely good I 
 No condemnation comes from thee : 
 When enemies redeem' d by blood ; 
 Much more, thy life shall set us free. 
 
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 HYMN 9. P. M. 
 
 Noah ; or the Covenant of the Bow. Gen. ix. 13. Bzei. i. 2S. 
 Rev. x. 1. xi. 15. 
 
 1 JLiET nations who tremble in fear of a flood, 
 Look up to the cloud, see the bow of their God, 
 And resting in peace, on the promise divine, 
 Remember 'twas made, for the ages of time : 
 
 9 Then Jesus, the Saviour, translating the bow, 
 From thence to his head, and descending below, 
 Shall finish the myst'ry that mercy began, 
 Blest fulness of grace and salvation for man. 
 
 3 Hail Alpha, Omega, the first and the last I 
 Thy purposes future, the present, and past, 
 All centre in one— .'trs thy crown on the throne, 
 That the kingdoms of earth, become, Lord, thy own 
 
 4 Oh, Jesus, Imman'el the rainbow display I 
 Thy arch, as the Master, mid mansions of day, 
 Extend from the east, to the night of the west, 
 And closing of time, give thy labourers rest. 
 
 HYMN 10. P. M. 
 
 Praise. Psa. clxv. 2. cl. 6. Heb. xiii. J J 
 
 J JLlVIXG spirits ! flames of fire ! 
 Leaders of the immortal choir, 
 Fill the heav'n of heav'ns above, 
 Full of praise, as full of love. 
 
 2 Ancients ! Elders ! cry aloud, 
 Worthy thou the Saviour God. 
 Thrones, dominions, angels, join ! 
 Glory, glory, Lord, be thine. 
 
 3 Church first born ! first fruits 1 proclaim 
 Honour to Emmanuel's name, 
 
 Nations ! kindreds ! countless tongues ! 
 Offer Christ your noblest songs, 
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4 Holy, holy, holy, cry ; 
 
 Heav'n, and earth, and sea reply. 
 Trump of God ! repeat the strain. 
 God with us ! pronounce Amen. 
 
 HYMN 11. L. M. 
 
 Aaron's Rod. Numb. xvii. 2, 5, 8. Psal. xxiii. 4 
 
 1 oEE, Isr'el's tribes brought near to God ; 
 And ev'ry prince present his rod : 
 Whilst one alone with blossoms blooms, 
 And sheds the almond's rich perfumes. 
 
 2 'Twas his, the type of him divine, 
 Whom thou, O Lord, hast chose as thine ; 
 The man, the priest, the stem, the root, 
 Who bears for us immortal fruit. 
 
 3 Jesus, High Priest of good to come i 
 Thy rod, thy staff, shall guide us home : 
 Through death's dark vale, we'll trust its pow'r, 
 Nor fear a shadow's shaded hour. 
 
 HYMN 12. L. M. 
 
 Cloud and Pillar of Fire. Ex. xl. 38. Numb. ix. 22. Isa. xv. 7 
 
 1 XjONG, as the dark'ning cloud abode, 
 So long did ancient Isr'el rest : 
 
 Nor mov'd they, till the guiding God, 
 In brighter garments stood confest. 
 
 2 Father of spirits ! light of light ! 
 lift up the cloud, and rend the vail : 
 Shine forth in fire amid that night, 
 Whose blackness makes the heart to fair, 
 
 3 'Tis done ! to Christ the pow'r is giv'n : 
 His death — it rent the vail away. 
 
 Our great forerunner enters heav'n, 
 And opes th' eternal gates of day. 
 
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 4 Nor shall those mists that brood o'er time, 
 Forever blind the mental eye ; 
 
 They backward roll, and light sublime, 
 Beams glory from the God on high. 
 
 5 Adoring nations hail his dawn, 
 
 All kingdoms bless the noontide beam, 
 And light unfolding life's full morn, 
 Is vast creation's deathless theme. 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. 
 
 First Fruits. Lev. ii. 12. 1 Cor. xv. 20. Jas. i. 18. Rev. xiv. 4. vii 9 
 
 1 BEHOLD ! the grain of wheat that dies 
 Yet lives in nature's womb ; 
 
 Matur'd by death, to life arise, 
 A type of things to come. 
 
 2 This Isr'el saw in ancient days, 
 When dedicate to heav'n, 
 
 The first ripe sheaf, with songs of praise, 
 To God, their God, was given : 
 
 3 Here dwelt their hopes for time to come, 
 That he who blest that fruit, 
 
 Would bring the future harvest home. 
 A harvest like the root. 
 
 4 Hail ! first begotten from the dead ; 
 The church first born are thine — 
 Thine at thy coming. Then the head. 
 The head of man divine. 
 
 j (Lord of a harvest yet to come) 
 The rest of earth shall reap ; 
 And gath'ring his unnumber'd home, 
 One feast forever keep. 
 
 HYMN 14. C. M. 
 
 Shew Bread. Exod. xxv. 30. ICor. x. 17. John vi, 52. 
 1 HOW rich the types of future grace, 
 Which thro' the law are spread ! 
 
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 Aloud they preach th' eternal Son, 
 The true, the living bread. 
 
 2 From day to day till Jesus came, 
 
 His mystick form was shown ; 
 Where all distinctions lost to view, 
 Of many made but one. 
 
 3 In him, nor Jew nor Gentile's found, 
 
 Christ's body forms one bread, 
 And all the dirf'rent grains of wheat 
 Are one, in Christ the head. 
 
 HYMN 15. P.M. 
 
 Comforter of all that mourn. Is. lxi. 1--3. Jer. xxxi.13. i?euxxi.4= 
 
 1 J ESUS, comforter divine ! 
 Consolations, Lord, are thine ; 
 Mightiest comforts, full of good, 
 Worthy of the living God. 
 
 2 Thou shalt wipe all tears away, 
 Mid the blessed realms of day ; 
 Thou shalt hush each rising sigh ; 
 Sorrow, pain, and death, shall die. 
 
 3 Highest praises wait thy name, 
 Great unchanging, glorious same ; 
 Jesus, comforter divine ! 
 Praises, praises, Lord, be thine. 
 
 HYMN 16. C. M. 
 
 Counsellor. Isa. xi. 2. Zee. vi. 12, 13, 
 
 1 XiAIL, Counsellor of peace, good will ! 
 Glorious for God and man ; 
 
 Thee we adore, on Zion's hill, 
 And bless thy gracious plan. 
 
 2 Faithful and true in ev'ry word, 
 Thy counsel wrote in blood, 
 
 Brings home the banish'd, to the Lord, 
 And makes their peace with God. 
 
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 3 Jesus ! can time, can life repay, 
 
 The mighty debt of love ? 
 
 Ah ! no. — Then sound,ye harps of day, 
 
 And shout his name above. 
 
 HYMN 17. L. M. 
 
 Father, Isa. lxiii. 16. Psa. ciii. 22. cxlv. 9, 10. 
 
 1 Jr ATHER of Angels and of men, 
 Of nature and of grace, the Lord. 
 Be thou in one eternal strain, 
 
 By all thy various works ador'd. 
 
 2 From heav'n to earth, from earth to heav'n, 
 Through worlds above and worlds below, 
 Thy boundless mercies freely giv'n, 
 
 In tides of bliss forever flow. 
 
 3 Sing, O ye heav'ns ! burst into praise 
 Thou earth, and let the anthem roll, 
 Till rocks and tombs shall hear the lays, 
 And light and life embrace the whole. 
 
 HYNN 18. L. M. 
 
 Mighty God. Isai. xl. 10. Lxii. 11. P*a. cxviii. jff, 
 
 1 Jul AIL, mighty, true, and living God, 
 Ancient of everlasting days ; 
 
 Saviour of man, who shedd'st thy blood, 
 O teach us, worthily to praise. 
 
 2 Cloath'd with salvation— clad in zeal — 
 Arm'd with the vengeance of a God ; 
 
 That power, which long had bruis'd the heel. 
 Beneath thy pierced feet was trod : 
 S Spoil'd of his goods — the goods he held 
 In chains of darkness, guile, and fraud ; 
 The nature which by him rebell'd, 
 Now forms thy great, thy just reward. 
 
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 4 Who shall hold back the Saviour's prey ? 
 Or keep the captives of his blood ? 
 Not earth, nor hell. More strong than they, 
 Christ conquers as the mighty God. 
 
 HYMN 19. CM. 
 
 Prince of Peace. Isa. ix. 6. xxvii. 5. Nah. i. 15, 
 
 1 J ESUS, thou Prince, thou King of Peace, 
 
 And King of glory too ; 
 O be thy blessed name ador'd, 
 By Gentile and by Jew. 
 
 2 For Isr'el's tribes — for us, O Lord, 
 
 Eternal peace is made. 
 Our pardon's seal'd — 'tis seal'd with blood. 
 The blood of Christ, our head : 
 
 3 Nor ours alone — the Head of man, 
 
 Of ev'ry man, art thou : 
 For ev.'ry, man 'twas thine to die ; 
 The world to thee shall bow. 
 
 HYMN 20. CM. 
 
 Zeal of the Lord of Hosts. Isa. ix. 7. lxiii. 4,5. 
 
 1 JuE AL of the Lord of hosts ! thy zeal 
 
 Zealous to finish sin, 
 Shall of transgression make an end, 
 And righteousness bring in. 
 
 2 Yes ! righteousness divine, complete, 
 
 The righteousness of God, 
 Imputed to the guilty soul, 
 By faith in Jesus' blood, 
 
 3 And will that God who gave his son, 
 
 Refuse this faith to give ? 
 Sure, no. — It cannot, cannot be— 
 Man shall believe and live. 
 
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 HYMN 21. L.M. 
 
 Achor's Vale, a Door of Hope. Josh. vi. 26. Hos. ii. 15, 1& 
 
 1 JT ROM tribulation's gloomy vale, 
 Where Jesus bow'd, where Jesus bled, 
 The suff'ring, conq'ring Lamb of God, 
 Shall lift on high, his glorious head. 
 
 2 For rebel man, the Saviour died : 
 For man, he burst thevocky tomb ; 
 And opes, by death, a door of hope, 
 That enters on the world to come. 
 
 3 The bow, the sword, the sting of death, 
 Christ Jesus' death has took away ; 
 And Achor's vale, this vale of tears, 
 Now beams with everlasting day. 
 
 HYMN 22. L. M. 
 
 Balaam's Prophecy ; or the Star of Jacob. Numb. xxiv. 17 
 xxiii. 20, 21. Rom. iii. 29. 
 
 1 A HE son of Beor's op'ning eyes, 
 Mid visions of unfolding skies, 
 Beholds the promis'd day afar, 
 The day of Jacob's rising star. 
 
 2 He saw — believ'd the God on high, 
 Nor dar'd that people to defy, 
 
 In whom, as members pure and clean, 
 Iniquity is never seen. 
 
 3 Hath Isr'el righteousness alone ? 
 Are not the Gentiles, Lord, thy own ? 
 What saith the word ? " All souls are mine." 
 Thy words are true ; the world is thine. 
 
 HYMN 23. P. M. 
 
 Characters of Christ ; from the Prophets, 
 
 1 " Op'NER of the blinded eyes !" 
 Mid the ni »ht of death arise. 
 
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 " Binder of the broken heart !•' 
 Balsam to the soul impart. 
 
 2 "Giver of the oil of joy !" 
 Mourning from the earth destroy. 
 " Raiser up of Jacob's race !" 
 Save the world of man, by grace. 
 
 3 " Saviour God, and God the just !" 
 On thine arm shall nations trust. 
 
 " Gath'rer of the outcasts fiome 1" 
 In Salvation's chariots, come. 
 4t " Lib'ral soul, devising good !" 
 Sinners wash in thy own blood. 
 " Taker of the vail away !" 
 Lead us to eternal day. 
 
 5 " Man of sorrows, man of grief !** 
 May thy wounds impart relief. 
 
 " Leader, witness, cov'nant God 1" 
 Rule the world with mercy's rod. 
 
 6 " Op'ner of the prison door !" 
 Captives to thy light restore. 
 "Judge, Lawgiver, King of men !" 
 Come, in glory, come again. 
 
 HYMN 24. L. M. 
 
 David, the Keeper of his Father's Sheep. 1 Sam. xxxiv. So. 
 John x. 10, 28. 
 
 1 As David kept his father's flock, 
 The lion bare one lamb away : 
 
 In wrath he rose, the monster smote ; 
 And his right arm redeem'd the prey. 
 
 2 Jesus, a greater shepherd far, 
 The roaring lion rends in twain ; 
 Plucks from his jaws each captive lamb, 
 And brings them to the fold again. 
 
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 3 One Lord there is — and one the fold ; 
 All nations form this shepherd's sheep : 
 The conqu'ring Lord, the living God, 
 Faithful and true his fold shall keep. 
 
 HYMN 25. P. M. 
 
 Names appropriate to Jesus. Collected from Isaiah. 
 
 1 " HOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord I" 
 By the Seraphim ador'd ; 
 
 May thy fulness fill the earth ; 
 Send salvation boundless forth. 
 
 2 " Stem of Jesse ! branch of God 1" 
 Spread thy glorious self abroad ; 
 North and south, and east and west, 
 Gather thou, in thee, to rest. 
 
 3 " Rock of strength, for man made strong ! 
 Praises, Lord, to thee belong ; 
 
 This foundation cannot fail ; 
 Nor shall hell itself prevail. 
 
 4 " Mighty God, complete to save ! 
 Thine the triumph o'er the grave ; 
 Death to thee resigns the prey ; 
 Thou hast took his pow'r away. 
 
 5 " Rest wherewith the weary rest !" 
 Be thy name, forever blest. 
 
 " Healer of thy people's wound 1" 
 Live, with honour, glory crown'd. 
 
 HYMN 26. L. M. 
 
 Samson's Death. Judg. xvi. 29, 30. 2 Cor. v. 14 
 
 1 STRONGER in death, than erst in life, 
 Samson, the conq'ror, bows his head ; 
 The pillars shake, the house o'erturns ; 
 His enemies, himself, are dead. 
 
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 2 More glorious far is Jesus seen ; 
 For enemies the Saviour dies ; 
 
 Death and the grave, his death subdues ; 
 And man redeem'd, with him shall rise. 
 
 3 Lord, of the living and the dead, 
 
 Who dying conquer'd death's dread pow'r ; 
 We celebrate that awful day, 
 And hail thy resurrection hour. 
 
 HYMN 27. C. M. 
 
 Glad Tidings of great Joy. Luke i. 19. Isa. xl. 9. lii. T. 
 
 1 x H' Almighty spake, and Gabr'el sped 
 Upborne on wings of light ; 
 Jehovah's glory round him spread, 
 Ana chang'd to day, the night. 
 
 2 Swift down to earth th' Archangel flew 
 From God's eternal throne ; 
 
 His shining robe of rainbow hue, 
 The stars, moon, sun outshone. 
 
 3 One note of peace was heard on high ; 
 Glad tidings roll'd around : 
 
 Ten thousand thousand left the sky, 
 To catch Salvation's sound. 
 
 4 Shout, shout for joy— rejoice, O earth : 
 Hail, hail this glorious morn ; 
 Rejoice ! rejoice, in Jesus' birth, 
 
 To day are nations born. 
 
 5 From Zion's hill to worlds above, 
 Re-echo'd back the strain ; 
 
 And golden harps attun'd to love, 
 Thus swept Ephratah's plain. 
 
 6 He comes ! he comes ! the Saviour God- 
 Good will, peace, joy for men, 
 
 Glad tidings shout to all abroad. 
 So be it, Lord — Amen. 
 
HYMN 28. S. M. 
 
 Presentation in the Temple. Lakt ii. 22. Colon, i. 15. 
 
 A.LL hail, thou great First-Born, 
 
 The holy Head of man ! 
 "What floods of grace roll on to view, 
 
 In mercy's glorious plan ! 
 
 Thy fulness mankind are : 
 
 The temple, Lord, art thou : 
 Thy body comprehends the whole 
 
 Of Adam's tribes below. 
 
 In thee, presented pure 
 
 Before the throne of God, 
 All nations there are made anew. 
 
 Of one life-giving blood. 
 
 First-Born of heav'n, of earth, 
 
 Of ev'ry creature, hail ! 
 Born to redeem from death and hell, 
 
 Thy purpose cannot fail. 
 
 The skies may waste in flame ; 
 
 All systems melt away ; 
 The sun himself turn black as night ; 
 
 And earth be lost to day : 
 
 But thou shalt still remain, 
 
 Th' unchanging, Saviour God ; 
 And, as eternal ages roll, 
 
 Thy name shall be ador'd. 
 
 HYMN 29. S. M. 
 
 Baptism in Jordan. Matt. iii. 13—15. Jer. xlix. 19. 
 
 As Jordan rolls his wave 
 Around Christ Jesus' head, 
 Methinks I see the Saviour's grave, 
 And Christ among the dead. 
 
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 2 Shall death confine the Lord ? 
 Or hold the King of men ? 
 
 He bursts the tomb, he quits the grave. 
 And opes the tyrant's den. 
 
 3 All glorious, see him rise 
 Triumphant o'er his foes : 
 
 Against the dwelling of the strong 
 Ariel, Jesus goes. 
 
 4 Hail, Judah's lion, hail ! 
 The vict'ry, Lord, is thine : 
 
 And death subdu'd — and hell itself 
 The prey to thee resign. 
 
 5 O, for a song of praise, 
 Immortal as thy fame : 
 
 But heav'n in solemn silence kneels 
 Before the Almighty Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 30. S. M. 
 
 Temptation in the Wilderness. Mark i. 12, 13. Lv.ke'iv. 1.2 
 
 J _F OR forty mystic days, 
 
 Unknown to man their length, 
 Thy foe, the foe of God with man. 
 Exerted all his strength. 
 
 2 No finite mind can tell, 
 
 The conflicts of those hours : 
 Nor ought but infinite conceive 
 Of Satan's wily pow'rs. 
 
 3 Was it to wreath thy brow 
 
 With vict'ry's bright'ning wreath ? 
 To give thyself a royal crown 
 
 That thus thou fought'st with death ? 
 
 4 No — surely no.— .For man 
 The combat was begun— 
 
 For man 'twas finish'd — 'tis complete—- 
 For man the battle's won. 
 
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 5 Eternal praise await, 
 
 Thy glorious, blessed name ; 
 Thou Cuptain of Salvation's hosts, 
 All suffering, conq'ring Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 31. S. M. 
 
 Preaching of glad Tidings. Luke iv. 17, 1 8, 19. Matt. iv. 23 
 
 \ O Christ, what gracious words, 
 
 Are ever, ever thine ; 
 Thy voice is music to the soul, 
 
 And life and peace divine. 
 2 Good, everlasting good, 
 
 Glad tidings full of joy, 
 Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth, 
 
 And flow without alloy. 
 
 The broken heart, the poor, 
 
 The bruis'd, the deaf, the blind ; 
 The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch) 
 
 In thee compassion find. 
 
 4 Lord Jesus, speed the day, 
 The promis'd day of grace, 
 
 To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf, 
 The dead of Adam's race. 
 
 5 One song shall then employ 
 The blessed, blessing whole ; 
 
 \nd human nature shout thy name, 
 The life of every soul. 
 
 HYMN 32. S. M. 
 
 Miracles of Christ. Mat. iii. 24, 25. xiv. 34—36, Luke iv. 40,41. 
 
 1 «J ESUS, we bless thy pow'r j 
 Thy grace, we honour more ; 
 Such love as thine, it must subdue: 
 To worship, love; adore , 
 
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 2 The blind, the dumb, the deaf 
 A word) a touch relieves ; 
 
 The wither'd arm, at thy command 
 New strength, O Lord, receives. 
 
 3 Lepers, who long had groan 'd 
 Beneath the weight of pain ; 
 
 The palsied limbs — the dying— dead — 
 Are all made whole again. 
 
 4 Legions of hell, obey 
 
 Thy dread, almighty word ; 
 And Jew and Gentile dispossess'd, 
 Give glory to the Lord. 
 
 5 Come, great Physician, come ; 
 In spirit, Christ, display 
 
 Thy healing, cleansing, gracious pow'rs, 
 And take ev'n death away. 
 
 HYMN 33. P. M. 
 
 Transfiguration on Mount Tabor. Matt. xvii. 2. Mark ix. 
 Luke ix. 29. Philip iii. 21. 
 
 1 A.S Jesus stood on Tabor's mound, 
 Celestial glory beam'd around, 
 And cloth'd the man, the God, 
 
 In lucid robes of spotless white ; 
 Whilst splendors of primeval light, 
 Loos'd day's unbounded flood. 
 
 2 More pure than Salmon's fleecy snow, 
 His whit'ning garments radiant flow : 
 How chang'd his mortal form ! 
 Thus breaks the sun all glorious forth, 
 And sev'n fold light revisits earth, 
 
 As dies away the storm. 
 
 3 Behold the man ! what beauties shine I 
 'Tis there the Father beams divine 
 With light, and life, and grace : 
 Those glories which surround the God ? 
 His mighty arm shall pour abroad 
 
 On Adam's naked race, 
 
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 4 Lord, Jesus, come ! From Tabor's mound, 
 Light the whole earth with glory round : 
 Thyself, the life, display : 
 These bodies change to heav'nly forms : 
 
 God ! my soul, my spirit warms : 
 
 1 pant, to see thy day. 
 
 HYMN 34. S. M. 
 
 Advocate, if any Man sin. 1 John ii. 1. Mk. vii. 18, 19, 
 
 1 JESUS, before thy throne, 
 We bow with filial awe, 
 
 And our transgressions humbly own 
 As sins against thy law. 
 
 2 Where, whither shall we fly ? 
 How 'scape from wrath divine ? 
 
 O be our Advocate on high, 
 
 And claim us, Lord, as thine. 
 
 Plead thy dear wounds, rich blood, 
 
 Thy agony, and sweat ; 
 The mighty ransom of the God, 
 
 Who paid the sinner's debt. 
 
 4 Nor ask we this, thy grace, 
 For our vile selves alone ; 
 
 The whole of Adam's guilty race 
 Are, Lord, thy purchas'd own. 
 
 5 Hence all the shields of earth, 
 Shall sound thy name abroad ; 
 
 And shout in loudest strains of praise, 
 The ever saving God. 
 
 HYMN 35. S. M. 
 
 Mediator of a better Covenant. Hcb. vii. 6—13. 
 
 1 1 HY covenant, O Lord, 
 In all things order'd sure. 
 
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 And founded on a stedfast hopey 
 
 Forever shall endure. 
 
 The word is giv'n, " I will :" 
 
 And who shall let thy hand ? 
 The purpose of eternal grace, 
 
 It must establish'd stand. 
 
 Israel shall know the Lord. 
 
 The Gentiles trust in thee. 
 And nations, kindreds, peoples, tongues, 
 
 The great salvation see. 
 
 Thy grace, thy mercy, truth, 
 
 Demand the grateful song ; 
 Let earth begin the blessed theme, 
 
 And heav'n the strain prolong. 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 
 Mediator of the New Testament. Heb. ix. 15—17. 1 Tim. ii 
 5, 6. Heb. ii. 15. 
 
 1 ALL gracious Lord, we sing thy love, 
 
 A love more strong than death : 
 The testament divine was seal'd? 
 With thy expiring breath. 
 
 2 Hail, Mediator, Saviour, hail ! 
 
 We bless the ransom giv'n ; 
 
 For us, for all, was freely paid, 
 
 The richest blood of heav'n. 
 
 3 By thee, O Christ, from death redeemed. 
 
 Thy blood must sure prevail ; 
 Nor death in bondage to the foe, 
 Shall cause our life to fail. 
 
 4 Wake then a song, the noblest song — 
 
 Let heav'n and earth rejoice, 
 The dead shall live — the graves shall hear 
 Salvation in thy voice. 
 
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 HYMN 37. P. M. 
 
 Jesus intheGarden ofGetliscmane. jWaf.xxvi.36-45. Lu.wuACr 
 
 ) J ESUS, bow'd down by mighty woe, 
 Unftdt, unknown, to all below, 
 Except the Son of God ; 
 In agonistic pangs of soul, 
 Drinks deep from wormwood's bitt'rest bowl, 
 And sweats great drops of blood. 
 
 2 See, his disciples slumb'ring round ; 
 Nor pitying friend on earth is found ; 
 He treads the press alone : 
 
 In vain to Heav'n he turns his eyes ; 
 No pardon waits him from the skies ; 
 His death it must atone. 
 
 3 « O Father hear ! this cup remove- 
 Save thou the darling of thy love, 
 (The prostrate victim said) 
 
 Yet not my will but thine be done, 
 Should that extend to count thy son, 
 Amid the sleeping dead." 
 
 4 His earnest prayers, his deep'ning groans, 
 Were heard before angelic thrones : 
 Amazement wrapt the sky. 
 
 " Go strengthen Christ," Jehovah said ; 
 TV astonish'd Seraph bow'd his head, 
 And left the realms on high. 
 
 5 Made strong in strength renew'd from heav'n, 
 Jesus receives the cup as giv'n ; 
 
 Submiss, resign'd in all, 
 He drinks ; — nor leaves a dreg behind ; 
 And bears away from human kind, 
 The wormwood mix'd with gall. 
 
 HYMN 38. L. M. 
 
 The Sword bathed in Heaven. Zee. xiii. 7, 6. John xix.16—18. 
 1 WAKE thou, my sword ! Jehovah said, 
 It woke, obey'd the high command ; 
 
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 And bath'd in blood on Jesus* head, 
 Smote down the Man of God's right hand. 
 
 2 Why leap'd the blade from mercy's she:ith ? 
 Why wrapt for slaughter gleam'd the sword, 
 That kills — and makes alive from death ? 
 What rouz'd the vengeance of the Lord ? 
 
 3 Stern justice drew the weapon forth : 
 Soft mercy aim'd the mortal blow : 
 Then judgment past on all the earth : 
 Now, truth a seal'd release can show. 
 
 4 All hail ! great plan of plans divine ! 
 First counsels of the mighty God ! 
 Before all worlds this one design, 
 Was grav'd on archives, writ in blood. 
 
 5 The heav'ns may perish— earth decay ' r 
 Suns turn to night — and moons wax pale i 
 Th' Almighty love of Calv'ry's dry ; 
 The blood of Christ can never fail. 
 
 6 What he began, ere time begun, 
 Eternity shall but complete ; 
 Nor hell in arms against the Son, 
 The triumphs of the cross defeat. 
 
 HYMN 39. P. M. 
 
 The last Resurrection. Ban. ix. 10, 11. Rev. xx. 11, 12. Tsa 
 xxv. 7, 8. 1 Cor. xv. 52—54. 
 
 1 A HE Ancient of eternal days, 
 Enthron'd in light's celestial blaze, 
 With shouting thousands comes. 
 The archangelick trump is blown, 
 
 A voice is heard from glory's throne. 
 The spirit breathes on ev'ry bone ; 
 And rends the cleaving tombs. 
 
 2 Now comes the end — the end divine—. 
 See death, and hell, their dead resign 
 
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 To Christ who holds the keys. 
 
 The judgment sits — the books unfold— 
 
 The actions of a world they hold ; 
 
 And there Omniscience has enroll'd 
 
 Mysterious, high decrees. 
 ) These books are clos'd. — Then opens wide 
 
 The book of life — His book who died 
 
 For all : — who rose again : 
 
 The writing in Immanuel's blood, 
 
 The signet of the wine press trod, 
 
 Prevails for guilty man, with God : 
 
 A world rewards his pains. 
 4 Salvation to the Lamb on high, 
 
 Salvation is the mighty cry. 
 
 The glorious work is done. 
 
 Tears, sorrow, death, and anguish dire ; 
 
 Like visions of the night retire ; 
 
 And ecstacy awakes the lyre, 
 
 To Father, Spirit, Son I 
 
 HYMN 40. P. M. 
 
 Judgment brought forth unto Victory. 1 Chron. xvi. 32, 33. 
 Matt. xii. 18—21. Est viii. 4— S. 
 
 1 IjO ! the man of God appointed, 
 Judge of quick and judge of dead. 
 Mid his Father's throne exalted, 
 High in glory lifts the head. 
 
 Shout triumphant, sing rejoicing, shout triumphant, 
 'Tis the Son, the Son of Man. 
 
 2 He's the biinger forth of judgment, 
 Judgment bas'd on truth divine : 
 See, before the bar arraigned, 
 Death and hell their pow'rs resign. 
 
 Ransom'd thousands, happy myriads, rising nations, 
 Sound th' Almighty Saviour's name. 
 
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 3 Where is sin, and death, and Satan ? 
 Triumph they ? or triumphs God ? 
 Sin, and death, and hell subdued, 
 P'eei the Monarch's iron rod. 
 
 Whilst the nature, human nature, Christ assumed, 
 Is by him redeem'd and sav'd. 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! 
 Glory be to God Most High : 
 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! 
 Worlds below and worlds on high 
 
 Shout Redemption ! cry Salvation ! praise the Saviour ! 
 Praise, O praise ye Him — Amen. 
 
 HYMN 41. P. M. 
 
 The Sounding of the Seventh Trumpet. J?ev.x.7, 15. Efih.l 8, 
 
 1 JH.AIL ! the last, the mighty Angel, 
 Cloth'd upon with clouds of heav'n, 
 Round his head the rainbow beaming, 
 Peaceful sign of sin forgiv'n. 
 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah • 
 Lo ! he comes ! he comes ! he comes ! 
 
 2 See the heav'ns beneath him bowing ; 
 What the tidings which he brings ? 
 Who's this glorious One descending ? 
 'Tis the King, the King of Kings. 
 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! 
 Welcome ! Welcome ! Saviour God ! 
 
 3 Hear the trumpet ! — Hark, it soundeth I 
 'Tis the trump of God most High. 
 Now the myst'ry is completed : 
 Mighty voices of the sky, 
 
 Shout the kingdoms ! hallelujah 1 shout the kingdoms ! 
 Gather'd home to God in Christ. 
 
 4 Spirits ! Angels ! Elders ! Creatures ! 
 Fall before the Man divine ! 
 
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 Glory, honour, pow'r, and blessing, 
 Riches, strength, and might are thine 
 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah 1 Hallelujah ! 
 Hallelujah ! Lord 1 Amen ! 
 
 HYMN 42. L. M. 
 
 Alpha and Omega. Rev. i. 11, 17. Isa. xli. 4. 
 
 1 -H-AIL, Alpha and Omega, hail ! 
 Thou great beginning, glorious end ! 
 From first to last, from last to first, 
 God, Father, Saviour, Brother, Friend. 
 
 2 No change of will, nor lapse of pow'r, 
 Shall alter or impede thy plan : 
 One grand, consistent, perfect whole 
 Is thine, thou Head of ev'ry man. 
 
 °> Ere morning stars, creation sang, 
 TV eternal purpose was complete ; 
 Nor can the idle whirl of time 
 Thy everlasting Love defeat. 
 
 HYMN 43. L. M. 
 
 Amen. Rev. iii. 14. 1 Cor. i. 20, 
 
 1 FAITHFUL and true, the Man divine 
 On ev'ry promise stamps Amen. 
 
 Nor e'er shall fail a single line, 
 Engrav'd by love's eternal pen. 
 
 2 « Let man be sav'd" — the Father said : 
 " So be it" — Jesus, Jesus cried : 
 
 Nay more, the Saviour bow'd his head ; 
 That man might live, Christ Jesus died. 
 
 3 Amen of God ! Amen of man ! 
 Beginning ! Author ! final End ! 
 High praise await Salvation's plan, 
 There one Amen for all is pen'd, 
 
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 HYMN 44. S. M. 
 
 Baptiser with the Holy Spirit and with Fire^ Matt. iii. 11. 
 Isa. vi. 6, 7. 2 Chron. vii. 3. .4cte ii. 3. 
 
 1 JESUS, in ancient clays, 
 Thine Isr'el saw the flame 
 
 From heav'n descend, to visit earth, 
 And praise thy glorious name. 
 
 2 Give us to join their song, 
 To hail thee, ever good : 
 
 And mid the fire, may we adore, 
 Th' unchanging, gracious God. 
 
 3 Thy fan, shall purge the floor : 
 Thy fire, the chaff destroy : 
 
 And gath'ring of the cleansed wheat. 
 Thy sheaves shall sing for joy. 
 
 HYMN 45. L. M. 
 
 Brother. Prov. xvii. 17. Htb. ii. 17- 
 
 1 X* IRST born of many brethren, Thou 
 That didst expire on Calv'ry's brow, 
 Thine are the triumphs, Thee we hail ! 
 Thy life, thy death, of what avail ! 
 
 2 Fulfil, O Lord, a brother's part ; 
 Bear us for ever on thy heart ; 
 The many sons to glory bring ; 
 And let the world thy praises sing. 
 
 HYMN 46. C. M. 
 
 Grace in Christ, before the World began. Tit. i. 2. Ephes. iii 
 2. 1 Tint. i. 9. 
 
 I *T\VAS finish'd, saith the faithful God, 
 Before the world itself began : 
 The ransom of a Saviour's blood, 
 From everlasting, flow'd for man 
 
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 2 Ere Satan dar'd th' Eternal King , 
 
 Ere Eden saw the morning sun ; 
 Ere Eve had fell the Serpent's sting ; 
 
 Thy perfect will, () God, was done. 
 Before that Adam disobey 'd, 
 
 Himself, and all 1 is sons were thine : 
 Those works, thy life, thy death displayed. 
 
 Confirm eternity's design. 
 4 Jesns from earth's foundation slain ! 
 
 Worthy art thou, thrice worthy, Lord I 
 To ever live, and rule, and reign, 
 
 By angels, and by men, ador'd. 
 
 HYMN 47. S. M. 
 
 Seeker and Saviour of the Lost. Luke xix. 10. Ezek. XXxiv. 
 11, 12, 15, 16. 
 
 1 J ESUS, 'tis thine to seek, 
 'Tis thine to save by grace, 
 
 The ruin'd, wand'ring, lost, undone 5 
 Of Adam's guilty race. 
 
 2 No height, nor depth of sin, 
 Of wretchedness, nor woe, 
 
 Precluded, Lord, thy boundless love, 
 To helpless man below. 
 
 3 Deep as our depths of guile, 
 Didst thou, O Christ, descend ; 
 
 And lo, the prodigal is found, 
 Of his Almighty friend. 
 
 4 Come, grateful sinners, come, 
 The Seeker, Saviour, laud ; 
 
 Forever bless his gracious name ; 
 And praise the loving God. 
 
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 HYMN 48. S. M. 
 
 Son of Man. Matt. xx. 28. Ban. vii. 13, 14 
 
 1 AWAKE my soul, arise, 
 Review salvation's plan : 
 
 Behold all nature's sov'reign Lord, 
 The Son, the Son of Man. 
 
 2 What need of further proof, 
 That God is love supreme ? 
 
 Here goodness, mercy, justice, grace, 
 In full resplendence beam. 
 
 3 Will Jesus e'er deny, 
 This title which he wears ? 
 
 Sure no — for mid his glorious throne, 
 The name of Man he bears. 
 
 4 Then trust my soul, thy All, 
 To God, to Man, in one : 
 
 And humbly wait the coming clay, 
 Which crowns the perfect Son. 
 
 HYMN 49. L. M. 
 
 Praise. Psa. xviii. 46. xxxiv. 1. 
 
 1 WORTHY art thou, the First of Days, 
 Forever live, forever reign ; 
 
 All blessing, glory, pow'r and praise 
 Be thine, from earth's foundation slain. 
 
 2 Ye angels, bow at Jesus' feet, 
 Let elders tune their harps aloud, 
 And bending from the radiant seat, 
 Triumphant spirts shout the God. 
 
 3 Amen, the prime archangel cries, 
 Amen — all heav'n returns Amen ; 
 Worthy is- Christ the earth replies, 
 And worlds repeat the glorious strain. 
 
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 HYMN 50. P. M. 
 
 Praise. Psa. lxxxvi. 12, 13. 2£xod. xv. 2, 3. 
 
 i oHOUT Jehovah strong in battle, 
 
 Count the vict'ries he hath won ; 
 
 Sing the Saviours mighty conquests, 
 
 Praise him, praise him, cry 'tis done : 
 
 He hath finish'd, finish'd, finish'd, he hath finish'cV 
 
 What his love ere worlds begun. 
 2 Give to Jesus pow'r and glory, 
 
 Say, the triumph, Lord, is thine : 
 
 He hath took from sin dominion : 
 
 Death and hell the prey resign : 
 
 Sin subdued, death destroyed, man redeemed, 
 
 These are glorious works divine. 
 Z People, nations, tongues and kindreds 
 
 Hail, all hail the mighty God : 
 
 Praise Jehovah strong in battle : 
 
 Shout the garment roll'd in blood. 
 
 Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, 
 
 High hosannas shout abroad. 
 
 HYMN 51. L. M, 
 
 For a Dedication. 
 
 x ERMIT thy suppliants, gracious Lord 
 Again to bend th' adoring knee ; 
 And lend their grateful hearts, O God I 
 In fervent, solemn prayer, to thee ; 
 2 Send forth thy light, from glory's hill, 
 And cause salvation's sun to shine ; 
 Make known thy truth, from east to \ve£': ? 
 And bid it speed, to earth's last line, 
 Hh2 
 
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 Thyself, the way, reveal to all 
 Of Adam's race, the globe around ; 
 And be thy love, in Jesus Christ, 
 Ador'd, at nature's utmost bound. 
 For nothing less, than light and truth, 
 The reign of sin and death can bound : 
 And life, and love alone, can flood 
 The world, with peace and joy around. 
 Hear thou in heav'n ! and grant these prayers 
 Then all thy churches fill'd with light, 
 And full of truth, and love, and peace, 
 Shall come with songs, to Zion's height. 
 Where light and truth forever shine ; 
 Where life and love eternal reign ; 
 And angels, men, in rapture, cry, 
 So be it, Lord ! amen ! amen ! 
 
 HYAlN 52. P. M. 
 
 For the same. 
 
 ETERNAL God ! Jehovah ! Lord ! 
 By seraphs, angels, saints ador'd ; 
 Who spake th' omnific, sov'reign word, 
 Which roll'd adown the depths of night ; 
 And binding darkness fast in chains, 
 Adorn'd the mount, and cloth'd the plains, 
 Where grandeur dwells, or beauty reigns, 
 In glorious pomp of heav'nly light. 
 Say, did thy word, thou great Sublime ! 
 As breath'd by thee, on new-born time, 
 Produce those wonders all divine, 
 That grow beneath, or flame above ; 
 Where light and life rejoicing roll, 
 In forms of bliss, from pole to pole,. 
 
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 And loud proclaim, to ev'ry soul, 
 That thou art light, and life, and love. 
 Revive thy work, almighty Lord ! 
 From heav'n sound forth th' omnific word ; 
 And man, O God, to thee restor'd, 
 Shall live in love, and walk in light : 
 Tho' now with sin encompass'd round, 
 The pilgrim roams the void profound 
 Of mental death, with terrors crown'd, 
 And awful shades of sev'n fold night. 
 'Tis clone ! 'tis done ! thy voice is heard ! 
 Thy Jesus comes, th' omnific word ; 
 And lives and reigns, almighty Lord ! 
 Thy dying dead revive again ; 
 The sick, the blind, the deaf, the dumb, 
 The leper cries, thy word is come ; 
 And heav'n and earth, with trumpet tongue- 
 \nd angel hosts, pronounce Amen ! 
 
TABLE of the FIRST LINES of the HYMNS. 
 
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 debtor to mercy alone 179 
 
 Again the Lord of life and light J06 
 
 A good High Priest is come 14$ 
 
 All angels bless'd above 258 
 
 All fulness in the Lamb we view 133 
 
 All-glorious God, what hymns of praise 164 
 
 All hail, eternal love 330 
 All hail, incarnate God 41 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name 120 
 
 All is hush'd, the battle's o'er 104 
 
 All things deliver'd are 138 
 
 And can we ask a better aid 273 
 
 And is this heav'n, and am I there 248 
 
 Angels, roll the rock away 114 
 Arise, and hail the happy day 73 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise 229 
 
 As all men once in Adam fell 328 
 
 As shepherds in Jewry 516 
 As showers on meadows newly mowa 46 
 
 As we advance in wisdom's ways 224 
 Awake and sing the song 82 
 
 Awake, awake the sacred song 69 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays 171 
 
 Awake, our souls, and bless his name 130 
 
 Away with our fears 3 10 
 
 Away with our sorrow and fear 205 
 
 Before the rosy dawn of day 248 
 
 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme 214 
 
 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 201 
 
 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song 119 
 
 Begin the high, celestial strain 340 
 
 Behold the blind their sight receive 78 
 
 Behold the God of truth and might 220 
 
 Behold the lofty skjr 276 
 
 Behold the morning sun 276 
 
 Behold the servant of the Lord 334 
 
 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb 142 
 
 Behold that splendour, hear the shout 163 
 
 Behold the woman's promis'd seed 63 
 
 Bless'd are the eyes that see 24 
 
 Bless : 'd be God for all 191 
 
 Bless'd be the everlasting God 174 
 
 Bless'd be thy name, my God and King 204 
 
 Bless'd morning, whose young dawning rays 109 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the God of love 264 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 22 
 
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 Bold is the man who dares to curse 237 
 
 But O what wonders rise 237 
 
 B\ grace we know, to us it's clear 137 
 
 Calm, my soul, behold thy Saviour 245 
 
 in promis'd is before 52 
 
 Celestial Father, Sire of man 345 
 
 Children of the heavenly King- 176 
 
 Christ our Head's gone up on high 111 
 
 Christ's birth, and circumcision too 324 
 
 Christ the Lord is ris'n to-day 105 
 
 Clap your hands, ye people all 112 
 
 Come, from the stately mansions rove 230 
 
 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 294 
 
 Come in, thou blessed, honour'd Lord 265 
 
 Come, join with angel hosts to cry 74 
 
 Gome, let us join our cheerful songs 203 
 
 Come, O thou universal good 308 
 
 Come, sing h ; s praise, all nature rise 257 
 
 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast 309 
 
 Come, serve the Lord with love and joy 261 
 
 G . thou long-expected Jesus 31 
 
 Come, though we can truly sing 125 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing 190 
 
 C< me, worship at Immanuel's feet 183 
 
 Come, ye lovers of the Lamb 13 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord 293 
 
 Come, ye that love the L>rd, rejoice 246 
 
 Come, Zion's daughter, shout and sing 255 
 
 Comfort ye my, comfort ye my 319 
 
 Could I of all perfection boast 46 
 
 Crj loud is the command 327 
 
 Darkness pervades the mind 231 
 
 Dead to the world, to flesh and sense 329 
 
 Deares*- Jesus, though unseen 320 
 
 Dear Lamb, thy humbled state we sing 85 
 
 Dear Lord, how have thy creatures err'd 242 
 
 Dear Shepherd, see thy flock here met 183 
 
 Death, thou art welcome to my arms 232 
 
 Deep in our hearts let us record 86 
 
 Disciples of Christ 300* 
 
 Eternal Excellence 36 
 
 Ere the blue heav'ns were stretch'd abroad 129 
 
 Exalted Prince of Life, we own 117 
 
 Fai i h ; — 'tis a precious grace 175 
 
 Father, behold us here 182 
 
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 Pather, how wide thy glory shines 161 
 
 Father of all, whose powerful voice 323 
 
 Father of mercies, send thy grace 188 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 14, 
 
 Father of our feeble race 312 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 14 
 
 From heaven the loud, the angelic song began 213 
 
 From precept and demand 152 
 
 From thy bless'd body, radiant light 246 
 
 Glory to God, who reigns above 45 
 
 Glory be to God on high 159 
 
 Glory to God on high 186 
 
 Glory unto Jesus be 95 
 
 Glorious Jesus, glorious Jesus 331 
 
 God is gone up, our Lord and King 110 
 
 God is our Refuge in distress 269 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way 239 
 
 Go, worship at Immanuel's feet 287 
 
 Grace, 'tis a charming sound 212 
 
 Grateful notes and numbers bring 198 
 
 Great God of heaven, it cannot be 290 
 
 Great God, thy pow'r and wisdom shine 195 
 
 Great God, we give thee praise 235 
 
 Great High Priest, we view thee stooping 301 
 
 Had I ten thousand gifts beside 127 
 
 Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail 178 
 
 Hail, happy day, the type of rest 225 
 
 Hail, high, exalted, righteous Man 130 
 
 Hail Jesus, perfect God and Man 90 
 
 Hail the day that sees him rise 113 
 
 Hail, thou once-despised Jesus 304 
 
 Hark, for 'tis God's own Son that calls 134 
 
 Hark, the herald angels sing- 71 
 
 Hark, 'tis the Saviour of mankind 81 
 
 Hark, what distant music melts upon the ear 341 
 
 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes 61 
 
 Heavenly Father, here we bless thee 212 
 
 He comes, Jehovah comes to bless 217 
 
 He dies, the Friend of sinners dies 98 
 
 He lives, the great Redeemer lives 121 
 
 Here shall no trouble or dismay 154 
 
 Holy wonder, heavenly grace 135 
 
 Hosanna to our cont[u'ring King 296- 
 
 Hosanna to the Prince of light 108 
 
 Hosanna to the royal Son *" 2S1 
 
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 How beauteous are their feet 28S 
 
 How charming the subject I sing 227 
 
 How charmingly sounds 185 
 
 How glorious the L;imb 180 
 
 How great are thy works, thou Power Divine 344 
 
 H>\v large the promise, how divine 189 
 
 How powerful is the glorious word 184? 
 
 How precious is the book divine 15 
 
 How rich the love, my Lord, my God 144 
 
 How shall we praise thy deur-lov'd name 221 
 
 How shall our feeble lips proclaim 144 
 
 How strange the tidings, how profound 68 
 
 How sweetly along- the gay mead 285 
 
 I am, saith Christ, the Way 159 
 
 I come, the great Redeemer cries 47 
 
 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath 200 
 
 Imnu.nucl is God with me 134 
 
 Immortal Fountain of my life 250 
 
 Infinite excellence is thine 33 
 
 In Jesus who was crucified 107 
 
 In memory of our dying Lord 195 
 
 In mine own flesh I see 162 
 
 In yon blest world above 229 
 
 Israel in ancient days 16 
 
 Jehovah Jesus is my Lord 235 
 
 Jehovah lives, and be his name M9 
 
 Jehovah reigns, let every nation hear 215 
 
 Jehovah stretch'd the heavens abroad 255 
 
 Jerusalem, thou church divine 263 
 
 Jesus all hail, thou linen Saviour hall 342 
 
 Jesus, and him crucified 93 
 
 Jesus Christ is risen to-day 272 
 
 Jesus, commission'd from above 44 
 
 Jesus, he is the Vine most true 335 
 
 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace 83 
 
 Jesus, I love thy charming- name 177 
 
 Jesus, knit all our hearts to thee 305 
 
 Jesus, Master, in thine hand 146 
 
 Jesus' mercy let us sing ' 268 
 
 Jesus only will we sing 331 
 
 Jesus, our God of truth and love 275 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 40 
 
 Jesus, th' eternal Son of God 313 
 
 Jesus, the Father's richest grace 15S 
 
 Jesus, the Grace reveal'd 157 
 
 Jesus, thou highest, loveliest name 118 
 
 Jesus, thou Sun of love divine 220 
 
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 Jesus, thou Sun of rigbteousn ss 55 
 
 Jesus, thy beauties I explore 84 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 50 
 
 Jesus, thy name we praise 317 
 
 Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes 194 
 
 Join all the names of love and power 289 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is come 75 
 
 Let all the earth their voices raise 202 
 
 Let all the nations of the earth ' 72 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree 197 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend 197 
 
 Let us our hearts and voices raise 101 
 
 Lo, he comes with clouds descending 206 
 
 Long have the infernal band 219 
 
 Lord, every knee to thee shall bow 19 
 
 Lord, how divine thy comforts are 304 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 256 
 
 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 113 
 
 Lord, what was man, when made at first 22 
 
 Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound 124 
 
 Lo, what a glorious sight appears 140 
 
 Lo, what an entertaining view 278 
 
 Me thinks I see an heavenly host 314 
 
 Mighty God, while angels bless thee 181 
 
 Mortals awake, with angels join 66 
 
 Mortals behold the dying love 193 
 
 Mortals, behold your dying God 48 
 
 Most precious in our Saviour's sight 192 
 
 My God, mine everlasting hope 286 
 
 My dearest Lamb, who bear'st my grief 321 
 
 My dear Master, Jesus Christ 94 
 
 My life's a shade, my days 254 
 
 My Redeemer, let me be 151 
 
 My song shall be of him who died 89 
 
 My soul, how lovely is the place 277 
 
 Nature with all her pow'rs shall sing 292 
 
 No more, dear Saviour, will I boast 97 
 
 No sigh, no murmur, the wide world shall hear 344 
 
 Not unto us, but thee alone 120 
 
 Now are we sons of God 126 
 
 Now begin the heav'nly theme 12 
 
 Now blessing, honour, glory, praise 222 
 
 Now doth the truth appear 325 
 
 N'»w in the face of Jesus, we 140 
 
 Now let our voiced join 176 
 
 Now let us raise our cheerful strain* 116 
 
Now shall our souls with pleasure raise 200 
 
 Now shall our tongues with rapture tell 128 
 
 Now shall my inward joys arise 2 ( Jl 
 
 Now to our God a song of praise -51 
 
 Now to the Lord a noble song 136 
 
 Now we are met, from difPrent parts 236 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul 279 
 
 O Christ, O love divine 54 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring- 168 
 
 O for a shout of sacred joy 115 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 25 
 
 O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays 173 
 
 O holy Immanuel, thy myst'ry divine 38 
 
 O Lamb, my Lord, my God, my King 87 
 
 Old hoary winter now has ceas'd his raging 306 
 
 O love, what a secret to mortals thou art 165 
 
 O love, thou bottomless abyss 298 
 
 O, my distrustful heart 169 
 
 Once more do we enjoy the sign 240 
 
 One God there is, which God is ours 338 
 
 On Zion his most holy mount 123 
 
 O praise the Lord, ye nations praise 266 
 
 O sight of anguish, view it near 74- 
 
 O thou lov'd sov'reign of my breast 332 
 
 O thou in whom the Gentiles trusc 59 
 
 O thou who didst thy glory leave 156 
 
 Our confidence and hope, O Lord 244 
 
 Our God, how firm his promise stands 303 
 
 Our glorious Lord is ris'n indeed 102 
 
 Our heav'nly Father calls 196 
 
 Our Jesus is both God and man 243 
 
 Our Jesus is divinely kind 259 
 
 Our Lord is ris'n from the dead 111 
 
 Our Shepherd alone 122 
 
 Poor, weak and worthless though I am 37 
 
 Praise God from whom all blessings flow 348 
 
 Praise the Lord, who reigns above 199 
 
 Praise to thee, thou great Creator 209 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, adore his name 253 
 
 Precious Bible, what a treasure 302 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs 299 
 
 Rejoice evermore, with angels above 307 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King 141 
 
 Rise, every heart and every tongue 226 
 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 206 
 
 Sages of ancient letter'd times 147 
 
 Salvation is for ever nigh 277 
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 in is from God alone 266 
 
 Solvation, O the joyful sound 166 
 
 Salvation, O the thought 234 
 
 Salvation through our dying- God 167 
 
 Saviour of men, and Lord of love 82 
 
 Sec Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 188 
 
 See, my soul, with wonder see 76 
 
 See, O my soul, on Calvary 332 
 
 See, O my soul, with wonder see 65 
 
 See what a living stone 280 
 
 Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns 39 
 
 Sing ti:e triumphs of your conqu'ring 21 
 
 Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice 247 
 
 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 208 
 
 So fair a face bedew'd with tears 84 
 
 Sons of Adam, why despair 217 
 
 Sons of men, behold from far 80 
 
 Soon will appear a brighter sky 273 
 
 Streteh'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 96 
 
 Sure thy name is Wonderful 64 
 
 Sweet is the memory of thy grace 282 
 
 The bible is justly esteem'd 17 
 
 The builder, whom true wisdom sways 31 
 
 Th' Eternal speaks : all heav'n attends 160 
 
 The Father's great decree 150 
 
 The Father's love to man so free 33 
 
 The gracious Saviour bow'd his head 251 
 
 The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord 207 
 
 The joyful, happy day appears 252 
 
 The King of saints, how fair his face 30 
 
 The lands that long in darkness lay 63 
 
 The lofty pillars of the sky 260 
 
 The Lord descended from above 308 
 
 The Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim 68 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 152 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is 262 
 
 The Lord our God is high 257 
 
 The Lord of glory reigns, lie reigns on high 279 
 
 The Lord on high proclaims 54 
 
 The man who works not, bat believes 139 
 
 The morning dawns ; celestial light 218 
 
 The promise was divinely free 297 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 295 
 
 There is a fountain fill'd with blood 37 
 
 Saviour calls, let ev'ry ear 309 
 
 lorious minds how bright thej shine 282 
 
387 
 
 = Vast 
 The Sun of righteousness appears 
 
 The true Messiah now appears 62 
 
 IV unutterable Word thou art 158 
 
 lory's won 28 
 
 The voice of my beloved sounds 284 
 
 The way of safety's found 336 
 
 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 51 
 
 This God is the God we adore 343 
 
 This is the fast that 1 will choose 7j 
 
 This life's a dream, an empty show 29q 
 
 Thou art the mighty King of kings 26s 
 
 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 28g 
 
 Thou God of mercy, loving, kind 225 
 
 Though mothers kind, forgetful prove 42 
 
 Thou great, all-knowing, present God 24i 
 
 Through all the changing scenes of life 267 
 
 Thus saith the Ruler of the skies 9l 
 
 Thus the Eternal Father spake 118 
 
 Thus we commemorate the day 193 
 
 Toy name we extol, Jehovah our King 258 
 
 Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design ll 
 
 Tis by tin strength the mountains stand 274 
 
 'Tis finish'd, cry'd the Lamb of God I69 
 
 'Tis finish'd, loud the echo sounds 9l 
 
 'Tis finisflr, so the Saviour cry'd I67 
 
 'Tis finish'd, the Redeemer said 166 
 
 ' Tis good to praise Jehovah's name 26l 
 
 'Tis not of him that weeps and prays 132 
 
 'lis not the law often commands 60 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 348 
 
 To Josus, lifted up on high 326 
 
 To our Almighty Maker, God 18 
 
 To our Redeemer's glorious name 60 
 
 To sing Immanuel's grace divine 171 
 
 To thee, Jehovah Lord alone 232 
 
 Truest Lover of thy people 315 
 
 'Twas ever in Jehovah's heart 209 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame 345 
 
 We celebrate the praise to-day 71 
 
 Welcome, sweet dav of rest 297 
 
 We now arise, the light is come 143 
 
 We now with gladness tell 170 
 
 We're helpless, feeble, mean and poor 271 
 
 We the joyful sound have heard * 185 
 
 What blessings below we daily receive 223 
 
 What blessings in the Lamb abound 127 
 
388 
 
 = Fage 
 
 What* condescending 1 grace and love 67 
 
 What equal honours shall we bring 86 
 
 What glories surrounding my Saviour I see 26 
 
 What grace and love divine 96 
 
 What joy or honour could we have 337 
 
 What saving pow'r, what grace divine 131 
 
 What wonders hath Jehovah wrought 242 
 
 When all mankind corrupt 93 
 
 When all the virtues of the wood 56 
 
 When by the tempter's wiles betray'd 19 
 
 When elements and time will fade 57 
 
 When favour'd John beheld 145 
 
 When first the God of boundless grace 42 
 
 When God our Father's pleas'd 49 
 
 When God would manifest his grace 34 
 
 When God would prove his love 65 
 
 When I behold my bleeding God 172 
 
 When Israel's grieving tribes complain'd 25 
 
 When I survey this world 233 
 
 When I the holy grave survey 109 
 
 When Jesus shed compassion's tear 222 
 
 While in this wilderness 264 
 
 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night 70 
 Whilst I celestial themes pursue ^, 311 
 
 Whilst we are marching through 50 
 
 Why sinks my weak, desponding mind 174 
 
 Why should we complain whatever our state 270 
 
 With bruises Christ was dress'd 27 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace 149 
 
 With solemn shout we sing thy praise 191 
 
 With thankfulness 1 sing the Man 339 
 
 Wonderful, thy name we call 58 
 
 Wond'rous voice that cries with pow'r 322 
 
 Worthy is Christ, our Paschal Lamb 92 
 
 Ye angels that surround the throne 2S8 
 
 Ye children of my God 155 
 
 Ye children of the living God 271 
 
 Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad 20 
 
 Ye mortals wake your tuneful powers 342 
 
 Ye nations round the earth rejoice 228 
 
 Ye scarlet-colour'd sinners come 79 
 
 Ye sons of men, with joy record 185 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose 100 
 
 Ye tribes of Adam join 210 
 
 Yonder, amazing sight, I see 99 
 
 Young men and maidens raise 313 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints 179