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On earth by all believers lov'd and Or spends the night in fervent feared,

prayer, Glory to thee. And offers tears and cries. 5. Name for ever sacred, 5. Again, as teacher of mankind For ever precious;

I see my humble Lord:
Let all within us echo Jesus, Jesus, How cheerfully was he inclin'd

For evermore. To preach the saving word.
Cennick.

6. To comfort men was his delight' (74.)

T. 119.

To help them in distress;

He ready was by day and night JESUS' name, : Il:

To pardon, heal, and bless. Source of life and happiness; 7. Oft was he hungry, spent, and In this name true consolation

sad, Mourning sinners may possess ; Here is found complete salvation : And of his own no place he had,

In his own world a guest,
Blessed Jesus, we thy name will
All our days. :11:

His weary head to rest.

(praise 2. God with us, :11:

8. Ah, might my heart a mirror be,

Reflecting Jesus' grace, God appears in human frame;

That all who my behaviour see, In his name rejoice with gladness, Since to save lost man he came;

May some resemblance trace. None need sink in hopeless sadness, 9. Grant me that meek and lowly For Immanuel is now with us,

mind, God with us. : 11:

Thou hast on earth display'd, B. Latrobe. Which in thy holy life I find,

My Pattern, Lord and Head. (76.) 64.

J. Swertner MY God a man, a man indeed, |(77.)

T. 168. An infant weak and poor;

MAN of sorrows and acquainted Born for a sinful race to bleed,

With our griefs, what shall we say ? Salvation to procure !

Never language yet hath painted 2. Who can describe the loveliness, All the woes that on thee lay:

Which was, blest Child, in thee? Had I seen thee cloth'd in weakness, Thy whole deportment heavenly Bearing our reproach and sickness,

And true humility. (grace To attend thee day and night 3. According to the appointed plan, Would have been my heart's delight.

My infant Saviour grew 2. O that to this heavenly stranger In favour both with God and man, I had here my homage paid, In years and stature too.

From his first sigh in the manger, 4. Often oppress'd with human Till he cried, “ 'Tis finished :"

That first sigh had consecrated He to his Father sighs, Me his own, and I had waited

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On him from his infancy From the manger to the cross
In a constant liturgy.

All he did, he did for us :
3. Walking, speaking, in devotion, 3. All our woes he did retrieve,
Far to fields or forests stray'd, He expir'd that we might live ;
I had watch'd his every motion, By his stripes our wounds are heald,
And my Lord my pattern made: By his blood our pardon's seal'd.
More have angels ne'er desired,

4. Lord, conform us to thy death, Than on him, or far retired,

Raise us to new life by faith ; Or at home, awake, asleep,

Through thy resurrection's power, Fix'd their wondering eyes to keep. May we praise thee evermore. 4. Tell me, little flock beloved,

5. Circumcise our sinful hearts; Ye, on whom shone Jesus' face,

Purify our inward parts : What within your souls then moved, Lord, destroy the carnal mind, When ye felt his kind embrace ?

That in thee we peace may find. O disciple, once most blessed,

6. In thy righteousness array'd As a bosom friend caressed,

Let us triumph and be glad; Say, could e'er into thy mind

Let us walk with thee in white, Other objects entrance find ?

Let us see thy face in light, 5. Oft to prayer by night retreated,

W. Hammond. See him from all search withdrawn'; Tearful eyes and sighs repeated (79.) Witness'd still the morning dawn; There, where he made intercession, IMMANUEL'S meritorious tears I had pour'd forth my confession,

Assuage our every pain; (pray’rs, And where for my sins he wept,

His bitter sufferings, cries, and Praying, I the watch had kept.

Our fav’rite theme remain. 6. Should I thus to thee have cleaved 2. When Jesus' suffering life we 'Midst thy poverty and woes,

In every scene we find, (trace, On thee, as my Lord, believed,

That he a man of sorrows was, Or perhaps have join'd thy foes ? Though of unspotted mind. Ah, thy mercy I had spurned ; 3. All they who weeping now go But thyself my heart hast turned ; And bear the precious seed, (forth, Now thou know'st, beneath, above, May in our Saviour's walk on earth Nought compar'd with thee I love. Pattern and comfort read.

4. O 'tis the greatest happiness, (78.)

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T. 11.

When of his peace divine
SEE, my soul, God ever blest We have a feeling, and he says,
In the flesh made manifest;

“Fear not, for thou art mine.” Human nature he assumes, 5. Our thankful tears then testify He, to ransom sinners, comes. That Jesus wept for us, 2. He fulgil'd all righteousness, And we, possessing heavenly joy, Standing in the sinner's place; For him count all things loss.

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T. 79.

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6. Yet tears of grief at times bedew|(82.) 70.

Our cheeks while here we stay ; When we in heav'n his face shall THE wise men from the East ador’d He'll wipe all tears away. (view, The infant Jesus as their Lord,

z. Brought gifts to him their King: (80.)

Jesus, grant us thy light, that we T. 14.

The

way may find, and unto thee O MY dear Saviour, when thy cares, Our hearts, our all, a tribute bring.

Thy toils for me I read, 2. May Jesus Christ, the spotless My eyes run o'er with grateful tears, Lamb,

And I bow down my head. Who to the temple humbly came 2. Thy suffering life I cannot trace, The legal rights to pay.

Or read thy sacred word, Subdue our proud and stubborn will, But I'm o'ercome with thankfulness That we his precepts may fulfil,

To thee, my gracious Lord. Whate'er rebellious nature say. 3. What am I, Lord, that thou so

Ancient Church. much

(83.)

71. Shouldst love and value me ?

T. 14. Vile dust I am, yet thou for such

O SON of God and man, receive Didst bear thy misery.

This humble work of mine ;

J. Cennick. Worth to my meanest labour give, (81.)

By blessing it with thine.

2. Servant of all, to toil for man MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, Thou didst not, Lord, refuse : I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears

Thy majesty did not disdain

To be employ'd for us. Drawn out in living characters.

3. In all I think, or speak, or do, 2. Such was thy truth, and such Let me shew forth thy praise ; thy zeal,

Thy bright example still pursue Such deference to thy Father's will, 'Í'hrough all my future days. Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them 4. By faith thro’outward cares Igo,

From all distraction free; mine. 3. Cold mountains and the mid- My hands alone engag d below, night air

My spirit still with thee. Witness'd the fervour of thy pray'r; 5. When thou, my Saviour, shalt The desert thy temptations knew,

Then gladly may I cry, (appear, Thy conflict and thy victory too.

“ The work thou gavest me while

Is done,—to thee I fly.” (here 4. Be thou my pattern; let me bear More of thy gracious image here;

72. And at thy right hand me confess, Clad in thy robe of righteousness. IN duties and in sufferings too,

Isaac Watts. My Lord I fain would trace ;

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T. 22.

T. 14.

As thou hast done, so would I do,(3. Meekness, humility, and love,

Depending on thy grace. Through all thy conduct shine; 2. Inflam'd with zeal, 'twas thy de- O may my whole deportment prove, To do thy Father's will; (light,

A copy, Lord, of thine. May the same zeal my soul excite,

Beddome. Thy precepts to fulfil,

V. THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF JESUS CHRIST.

73.

(85.)

T. 114. 4. I see my Saviour kneeling,

groaning, weeping; WHAT human mind can trace He prostrates on the ground and the condescension

prays for me, (agony; Of our almighty Maker's love to Yea, trembling wrestleth in an man ?

(scan; And while his sad disciples all are No angel can the hidden mystery sleeping, (are drown'd, Redeeming love is past our compre- His soul in grief, his eyes in tears hension;

(prove His sweat as drops of blood falls to Yet by the Spirit's teaching we can the ground. From Jesus' agony, that God is 5. By all thy grief, thy tears and love.

supplication, .2. Pursue, my soul, the sacred Thy bloody sweat, thy bitter agony, meditation,

(God;

O grant that I may love thee ar

dently; And view the agonizing Lamb of

(consolation; Behold him bow'd beneath the Be thou, dear Lord, my life and ponderous load (salvation ;

Whene'er temptation would my Of all thy sins, to purchase thy I'll pray to thee, and think of

soul beset,

(Olivet. He riseth with a heart-affecting

J. Swertner. look,

(Kedron's brook. And with his followers passeth (86.)

74, 3. My spirit now with solemn, BEHOLD, how in Gethsemane deep devotion

The incarnate God doth sweat for Doth follow Jesus to Gethsemane; Till drops of blood fall down;(thee, There he on my account doth weep

For thee the Lord lies prostrate (potion; there,

(prayer, O'ercome with horror at the bitter Hear his thrice-utter'd mournful Yet to his father's will he is re- Mark every dolorous sigh and groan. sign'd:

(mind. 2. I'm lost in wonder and amaze; Grant me, dear Jesus, thy obedient Here I'll abide, and melt, and gaze;

T. 79.

and pray,

Gr.

man

175.

Tis God's beloved Son.

Might I for thy soul's agony,
How heavy is the weight he bears; When wrestling with death bitterly,
His soul is fill’d with grief and Lord, as thy trophy be displayed.

fears,
Lo, now the bitter cup comes on.

77.
3. Lord, dost thou suffer thus for

T. 581, or 83.
Dost thou endure such misery, (me? EDEN, from each flowery bed,
To give me life and peace ?

Did for

short sweetness Then will I henceforth ne'er forget,

breathe; That thou didst on Mount Olivet Soon, by Satan's counsel led, By prayers and tears gain my re- Man wrought sin, and sin wrought lease.

M. Taylor. But of life the healing tree (death:

Grows in rich Gethsemane. (87.)

T. 96, or 90. 2. Here's my claim, and here alone, OFTEN I call to mind the place None a Saviour more can need; Gethsemane, to which the Lamb, Deeds of righteousness I've none, Who lov'd to be in loneliness,

No, not one good work to plead :
With his disciples often came :

Not a glimpse of hope for me,
Where, out of boundless love to Only in Gethsemane.

Hart,
He wrestled in an agony.

(me,
2. There, overwhelm’d with grief, (91.)

he said:
“My soul is sorrowful to death;" My Redeemer, overwhelm’d with

Went to Olivet for me; (anguish,
And suffering freely in my stead,
He drank the bitter cup of wrath: There he kneels, his heart doth
Now on his knees, then on his

heave and languish

In a bitter agony ; face,

(senses, (and prays.

Fear and horror seize his soul and He weeps, and sweats, and bleeds,

For the hour of darkness now
3. So loved me the eternal God,
That he became the Son of man, Ah, how doth he weep and groan,
And took my sins' prodigious load; For rebellious man to atone.
My soul, admire his gracious plan:
*Thy stripes, thy guilt and curse he? How is Jesus' sacred soul op-

pressed
bore;
Believe, and thankfully adore.

With our sins' prodigious load.
J. Cennick. Tho' an angel comforts the dig-

tressed,
(88.)

T. 99. Weak, and fainting Lamb of God, MOST awful sight! my heart doth Yet, what trembling seizeth him break;

(visage cover, Oh, it can ne'er my mind forsake, Tears, and sweat, and blood his How thou for me hast wept and And in drops fall to the ground, prayed;

While his heart in grief is drown'd.

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