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132 8.7.4. Lewes 63. Painswick 162.
Praise to the Redeemer. 1 MIGHTY God! while angels bless thoe,
May an infant lisp thy name? Lord of men, as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme. Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen. 2 Lord of every land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days! Sounded through the wide creation Be thy just and lawful praise :
Hal. . 3 For the grandeur of thy nature,
Grand beyond a seraph's thought; For created works of power,
Works with skill and kindness wrought: Hal. 4 For thy providence, that governsyn
Thro' thine empire's wide domain; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow: Blessed be thy gentle reign.
Hal. 6 But thy rich, thy free redemption,
Dark through brightness all along: 1 Thought is poor, and poor expression,
Who dare sing that awful song? Hal, 6 Brightness of the Father's glory,
Shall thy praise unutter'd lie?
Sing the Lord who came to die. 7 Did archangels sing thy coming ?
Did the shepherds learn their lays ? Shame would cover me ungrateful,
Should my tongue refuse to praise. Hal. 8 From the highest throne in glory,
To the cross of deepest woe; All to ransom guilty captives :
Flow, my praise, for ever flow. Hal.
9 Go, return, immortal Saviour!
Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;
ROBINSON, 133 C. M. Bath Chapel 26. Jersey 15.
The condescending Grace of Christ, Matt, xx. 28.
How sweet thy gracious name!
On which thy mercy came.
Stood waiting on the wing,
Their great eternal King;
Then, in that flesh, to die.
We doubly, Lord, are thine ;
To thee our death resign. DR. DODDRIDGE. 134 C. M. Tiverton 109. Otford 106.
The Redeemer's Message, Luke iv, 18, 19. 1 HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promis'd long! Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
Exerts his sacred fire ;
His holy breast inspire.
In Satan's bondage held;
The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes, from thickest films of vice 1.1.)
To clear the mental ray;
To pour celestial day.
The bleeding soul to cure;
Trenrich the humble poor.
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
With thy beloved name.
135 (1st P.) L. M. Leeds 19. Rowles 73.
Christ's Transfiguration, Matt, xvii, 4. 1 WHEN at a distance, Lord, wo trace -
The various glories of thy face, What transport pours o'er all our breast,
And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 2 With thee in the obscurest cell
On some bleak mountain would I dwell,
And share their grandeur and their gold, 3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy!
Raptures divine my thoughts employ;
And feel his love, and call him mine. 4 On Tabor, thus his servants view'd
His lustre, when transform'd he stood;
Cried, Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell! 5 Yet still our elevated eyes
To nobler visions long to rise;
6 That mount, how bright! those forms, how fair!
'Tis good to dwell for ever there!
135 (24 P.) 8.8.6. Hinton 266. Chathan 59.
Gethsemane, Matt. xxvi. 86–46.
Unfelt, unknown, to all below
And sweats great drops of blood.
He treads the press alone :
His death it must atone. 3 O Father, hear! this
(The prostrate victim cries)
His people's sacrifice.
Amazement wrapt the sky;
And left the realms on high. 5 Made strong in strength, renew'd from heav'n, Jesus receives the
Nor leaves a dreg behind.
135 (34 P.) LM Pell Street 306. :>??.
The Cross of Christ.
Its sovereign virtues who can tell !
And makes him meet with God to dwell!! 2 Brought near the cross, my soul shall melt,
And How in streams of joy and grief;
And here's full prospect of relief! an 3 The wrath of God by it's appeas'd;
His holy law is magnified ;
And heaven to earth again allied. 4 In virtue of its untold worth
What glories gild the heavenly plains !
Such as surpass e'en Gabriel's strains !". 5 Around this cross the angels crowd,
Intent new wonders to explore ;
We never saw so much before!
Its power subdues death, hell, and sin;
PAUSE. Denbigh 54.
O Christ, wherever sin is known!
And make the nations all thy own! 8 The "travail of thy soul” demand
The recompense of all thy woe;