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To which he calls poor worms to go,
To feaft on JESUS's love..

2 Come here, admire Chrift's love to us,
That gives his flesh for food;
And drink to us he doth provide,
By pouring out his blood.

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3 This blood doth life unto the dead,
Health to the fick impart :

This drink revives the fainting foul,
And melts the frozen heart.
4 What folly is't for men to ftarve,
Or feed on hufks like fwine;
When Christ calls to a table spread,
To feaft on food divine!

5 Unto Chrift's table we will go,
There view his love and tears,
With all the fufferings he endur'd
For three and thirty years.

6 In feeding we remember thee
Till thou return again;

We call to mind thy ftripes and wounds,
Thy griefs, thy cries, and pain.
Our Lord was of a woman born,

A manger was his bed;

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He's first a babe, and next a man,

Then on the tree he bled.

8 Th' eternal God became our Lamb,

For us to agonize;

Yea in our ftead, to death he bled,

To be our facrifice.

HYMN V.

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CHRIST's Sufferings for us.

1 OUR God would fuffer in our place, For our fins to atone ;

A world of guilt he underlay,

The wine-prefs trode alone.

2 He would his throne and fervants leave,

And honours great above;

For worms a fervant he would be:
Amazing is that love!

3 Yea, in the room of finful worms
My Lord the law obey'd,

And

And bore its curfes on the tree,"

When he was crucified.

4 Gethsemane will tell how much
He fwate, he bled, and cry'd;
So will mount Calv'ry, and the cross
On which my Saviour dy'd.

5 I view his great foul-agony,

Which caus'd his bloody fweat:
His pierced hands and fide I hug,
I kifs his bleeding feet.

6 I hear my Jefu's melting voice
Saying, "For you I dy'd;
Think on my pains and agonies
When I was crucified :"

7 Of my love then do no more doubt,
Since out of love I dy'd:

Behold my pierced hands and feet,
And view my wounded fide.

8 'Tis open: Look and fee my heart,
It bleeds and beats with love;
It pants to get you freed of fin,
To dwell with me above.

HMYN VI.

CHRIST'S Wounds and Blood.

1 CHRIST's bleeding wounds did once atone
For our guilt on the tree;

And now they plead before the throne,
Us from fin's pow'r to free.

2 Thy wounds ftill in our hearts remain,
Thee bleeding still we view;
Since thou appear'ft above us flain,
Thy death is ever new.

3 Allow me, Lord, to pitch my tent
Befide thy streaming wounds;
There many have got rich fupplies,
There joy and peace abounds.
4 Purfu'd by juftice' flaming fword,
To Jefu's wounds I' come
For fhelter and a hiding-place;
O let me there find room.

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5 Under thy righteoufaefs me hide, In thy wounds make me dwell;

So

So there my foul shall reft fecure,"
From all the pow'rs of hell.

6 Thy wounds are guilty mens refuge,
To them have thoufands fled;
None ever difappointed were,

Their frefs who on them laid.
7 Thy wounds do for our pardon plead,
They rocky hearts melt down:
To heav'n we swim upon thy blood,
And thereby get the crown.

8 No condemnation reach them shall
Who lodge in Jefu's wounds;
They're fate from fears, and in their ears
His name most sweetly founds.

HYMN VII.

The Wonders of GOD's free Love.

■ GREAT God, enthron'd above the sky,
How low a step is this,

For worms like us to give thy life,
To buy eternal blifs!

2 What love is this, that God should die
For thefe his laws that broke!

Himself thould anfwer for our crime
In cafting of his yoke!

3 The love and fuff'rings matchlefs were
Of Christ our bleeding God,

When he was bruised for our fins,

And crush'd beneath our load.

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4 More than his life he lov'd our race;
Yea, heav'n he did forfake,

To fnatch men from the flames of hell,
And them to glory take.

5 Thy love and grace, dear Lamb of God,
Shall be my lafting theme:

I'll ever blefs that victim flain

Without Jerufalem.

6 Thy free grace, Lord, moft wonderful,

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To me it doth excel;

What coft hast thou bestow'd to fave

A brand pluckt out of hell!

With warm affection I will blefs
My great high Priest above,

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Whofe heart is made of tenderness,

And bowels melt with love.

8 O may thy love constrain mens hearts To love and follow thee!

We've heard thy love has melted rocks; Let all fuch wonders fee.

HYMN VIII.

CHRIST's pleading above.

1 UPON mount Zion's distant top
A Lamb by faith we fee:
'Tis Jefus, for we know his voice;
He calls, 66 Come up to me."

2 O Lamb, fee pilgrims trav'ling here,
And our foul-wants fupply;
Keep fpeaking to us by the way,
Till we come up to thee.

3 By faith we have thee bleeding feen,
Rais'd on the cross to die;

By faith we thee now pleading hear,
When lifted up on high.

4 In highest heav'ns the Lamb doth reign; Yet as our Prieft he stands,

And for us pleads his ftripes and wounds, And fhews his bleeding hands.

5 As newly flain, he still presents

His bleeding wounds to God,
Which plead his flock may still hold on,
And keep the heav'nly road.

6 In this great Advocate we trust
Who for our fins was flain;
We on his pow'rful blood depend,
Which cannot plead in vain.
Bleft fouls above, now with the Lamb!
You clofly him attend:

Take courage, for we tread their path,
To them we'll foon afcend.

8 Adieu, vain world, with all thy charms; To our dear Lamb we go,

Who pleads to keep's from fin and harms, From enemies below.

9 Hofanna to king David's Son,

And to king David's Lord;

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HEAVEN begun on Earth.

1 OUR Lamb's God-man, in perfon one,
The great Immannel:

This union ftrange is God's device
To fave our fouls from hell.
Hallelujah, Hallelujab,
Hallelujah, Amen.

2 The Lamb is worthy for to reign,
Both faints and angels cry;

Let heav'n and earth, with all their hofts,
Adore thy majesty.
Hallelujah, &c.

3 With thefe to praife we do prefume,
As ranfom'd by thy blood:

Reign here, and in the world to come,
Thou everlasting God.
Hallelujah, &c.

4 We praise thee, Son of God, whose pow'r
Did bring about our peace;

We praife thee, Son of man, whose blood
Redeem'd our fallen race.

Hallelujah, &c.

5 Incarnate God, our Lord, our Love.
Our Lamb, our Sacrifice!

We'll thee adore, though hell fhould roar,
And worldlings thee defpife.

Hallelujah, &c.

6 Worthy of glory is the Lamb,
Who was at Calv'ry flain:
For he gave up himself to death,
To ranfom fallen men.
Hallelujah, &c

7 Be pow'r and glory ever thine,
Thy name be ftill ador'd;

Let all the creatures thee proclaim
Their everlasting Lord.

Hallelujah, &c.

8 Let ev'ry nation, land and tongue

Thy wondrous love confefs;

Caufe

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