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By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne.

70. The Transfiguration of Christ. M att. xvii. 4.


TTTHEN at this distance, Lord, we trace
*» The various glories of thy face,
What transport pours o'er all our breast,
And charms our cares and woes to rest!

With thee, in the obscurest cell,
On some bleak mountain would I dwell;
Rather than pompous courts behold,
And share their grandeur and their gold.

Away, ye dreams of mortal joy!
Raptures divine my thoughts employ;
I see the King of glory shine,
And feel his love, and call him mine.

On Tabor thus his servants view'd
His lustre; when transform'd he stood;
And bidding earthly scenes farewell,
Cry'd, " Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell."

Yet still our elevated eyes,
To nobler visions long to rise;
That grand assembly would we join,
Where all thy saints around thee shine.

That mount how bright! those forms how fair
Tis good to dwell for ever there:
Come, death, dear envoy of my God,
And bear me to that blest abode.

0 t y. Miracles in the Life, Death, and Resurrect

of Christ. (L. M.)

1 T> EHOLD, the blind their sight receive!
-D Behold, the dead awake and live!
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name.

2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own,
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.

3 He dies! the heav'ns in mourning stood;
He rises, and appears a God:

Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die!

4 Hence and for ever from my heart,
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign,
Which bear credentials so divine.


,JoO. The Messiah's Coming and Kingdom. (C. i

1 T 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 plai
Repeat the sounding joy.

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes 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.

51. Christ's Kingdom and Majesty. (S. M.)

1 TTHE God Jehovah reigns,
-■- Let all the nations fear;
Let sinners tremble at his throne,
And saints be humble there.

* Jesus the Saviour reigns,
Let earth adore its Lord;
Bright cherubs his attendants stand,
Swift to fulfil his word.

3 In Zion is his throne,
His honours are divine;
His church shall make his wonders known,
For there his glories shine.

P How holy is his name!
How terrible his praise!
Justice, and truth, and judgment join,
In all his works of grace.

82. Christ's Kingdom and Priesthood. (C. M.)

1 TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne,
** And near the Father sit;
In Zion shall thy power be known,
And make thy foes submit.

2 What wonders shall thy gospel do!

Thy converts shall surpass
The num'rous drops of morning dew,
And own thy sov'reign grace.

3 God hath pronounc'd a firm decree,

Nor changes what he swore;
"Eternal shall thy priesthood be,
"When Aaron is no more.

4 " Melchisedek, that wond'rous priest,

"That king of high degree;
"That holy man who Abr'am blest,
"Was but a type of thee."

5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives,

To plead for us above;
Jesus our King for ever gives
The blessings of his love.

6 God shall exalt his glorious head,

And his high throne maintain;
Shall strike the powers and princes dead,
Who dare oppose his reign.

\>8t3. A Vision of the Kingdom of Christ am Men. Bav. xxi. 1—4. (C. M.)

1 T O, what a glorious sight appears,
J-^ To our believing eyes!
The earth and sea are pass'd away,
And the old rolling skies.

From the third heav'n where God resides.
That holy, happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down,
Adorn'd with shining grace.

3 Attending angels shout for joy,

And the bright armies sing, "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 every 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.

84. The Personal Glories and Government of Christ. (C.M.)

1 T'ljj speak the honours of my King,
A His form divinely fair;

None of the sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.

2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace

Upon thy lips is shed;
Thy God, with blessings infinite,
Hath crown'd thy sacred head.

3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince,

Ride with majestic sway;
Thy terrors shall strike through thy foes,
And make the world obey.

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