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3 Never love nor Borrow was
Like that my Jeslis showd;
And crush'd beneath our load!
Now his heavenis birth declare;
1st P. M. 6 lines Sith
Why hangs he then on yonder tree!
If all the world through thee may live,
Thee, by thy painful agony,
Thy cross and passion on the tree,
Thy love, for every sinner free,
May tuste the grace that found out me;
8th P. M. 87, 87, 47. It is finished.
Sounds aloud from Calvary; feel it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky;
It is finish'd Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 It is finish'd! O what pleasure
Do these precious words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Fluw to us from Christ the Lord :
It is finish'd : Saints, the dying words record. 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs;
Join to sing the pleasing theme; All on earth, and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuel's name;
It is finish'd :Glory to the bleeding Lamb. 143
L. M. His dying cry. yris finish'd ! so the Saviour said, "Tis
And meekly bow'd his dying head :
, ; Accomplish'd is the sacrifice,
The great redeeming work is done,
2. 'Tis finish'd! all the debt is paid;
Justice divine is satisfied ;
Christ for a guilty world hath diod.
The living way to beaven is seen;
And all mankind may enter in.
Exacted is the legal pain;
The spotless Lamb of God is slain.
All grace is now to sinners given;
And in thy right I claim my heaven.
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Sare in the death of Christ, my God
I sacrifice them to his blood.
Sorrow and love flow mingled down:
Or thorns compose so rich a crown!
That were e present far too small;
Demands my soul, my life, my all.