Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

3 Baptize the nations; far and nigh, The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify,

Till ev'ry kindred call him Lord. 4 God from eternity hath will'd

All flesh shall his salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfill'd,

The Savior's suff'rings crown'd through thee.

805*

1

FATHER of heav'n, whose love profound

A ransom for our souls has found,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy pard'ning love extend.
2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy saving grace extend.
3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath,
The soul is rais'd from sin and death,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy quick'ning pow'r extend.
4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son!
Eternal Godhead, Three in One!
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.

806*

1

GLORY

Praise to the Trinity.

LORY to God the Father's name,
Who, from our sinful race,

Hath chosen myriads to proclaim
The honors of his grace.

C. M.

THE ANGELS.,

2 Glory to God the Son be paid,
Who dwelt in humble clay,
And, to redeem us from the dead,
Gave his own life away.

3 Glory to God the Spirit give,
From whose almighty power
Our souls their heav'nly birth derive,
And bless the happy hour.

4 Glory to God, that reigns above,
The holy Three in One,

Who, by the wonders of his love,
Has made his nature known.

807*

1

Worship of the Trinity.

FATHER, in whom we live,

we are and move,

All glory, pow'r and praise, receive,
For thy creating love.

20 thou incarnate Word,

Let all thy ransom'd race

Unite in thanks, with one accord,

For thy redeeming grace.

3 Spirit of holiness,

Let all thy saints adore
Thy sacred gifts, and join to bless
Thy heart-renewing pow'r.

4 The grace on man bestow'd,

Ye heav'nly choirs, proclaim,
And cry "Salvation to our God!
Salvation to the Lamb!"

503

S. M.

808+

1

B

THE ANGELS.

Sympathy of angels.

EYOND the glitt'ring, starry skies
Far as th' eternal hills,

C. M.

There, in the boundless worlds of light,
Our dear Redeemer dwells.

2 Legions of angels round his throne
In countless armies shine;

And swell his praise with golden harps
Attun'd to songs divine.

3 "Hail, glorious Prince of peace!" they cry, "Whose unexampled love

Mov'd thee to quit these glorious realms,
And royalties above."

4 Through all his travels here below
They did his steps attend,

Oft wond'ring how, or where, at last,
The mystic scene would end.

5 They saw his heart transfix'd with wounds, And view'd the crimson gore;

They saw him break the bars of death,
Which none e'er broke before. -

6 They brought his chariot from above,
To bear him to his throne;

Clapp'd their triumphant wings, and cried,"The glorious work is done!"

809*

1 THR

Angelic praise.

HE Lord, the sov'reign King,
Hath fix'd his throne on high;

O'er all the heav'nly world he rules,
And all beneath the sky.

2 Ye angels! great in might,

And swift to do his will,

Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear,
Whose pleasure ye fulfil.

3 Let the bright hosts who wait

S. M.

The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing.

4 While all his wondrous works,

Through his vast kingdom, show
Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul!
Shalt sing his graces too.

810*

1

GRE

REAT God! to what a glorious height Hast thou advanc'd the Lord, thy Son! Angels, in all their robes of light,

Are made the servants of his throne.

2 Before his feet their armies wait.

And swift as flames of fire they move,
To manage his affairs of state,

In works of vengeance, or of love.
3 Now they are sent to guide our feet,
Up to the gates of thine abode,
Through all the dangers that we meet,
In trav❜ling o'er the heav'nly road.

4 Lord! when we leave this mortal ground,
And thou shalt bid us rise and come,-
Send thy beloved angels down

Safe to conduct our spirits home.

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THE GOSPEL CALL.

The year of jubilee.

1 FAIR shines the morning star!

The silver trumpets sound

Their notes re-echoing far,

While dawns the day around!

Joy to the slave!-the slave is free!
It is the year of Jubilee.

2 Pris'ners of hope!-in gloom

And silence left to die,

With Christ's unfolding tomb
Your portals open fly;-

P. M.

Rise with the Lord!-He sets you free :-
It is the year of Jubilee.

3 Ye, who have sold for naught
The land your fathers won,
Behold how God has wrought
Redemption through his Son!
Your heritage again is free,
It is the year of Jubilee.

W

4 Ye who yourselves have sold
For debts to justice due,
Ransom'd, but not with gold,
Christ gave himself for you;
His precious blood has made you free,
It is the year of Jubilee.

5 Captives of sin and shame,
O'er earth and ocean, hear
An angel's voice proclaim
The Lord's accepted year;-
Let Jacob rise, be Israel free,
It is the year of Jubilee.

For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a fountain;

For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression,

His blood flows most freely in streams of sal

vation.

Chorus.

Hallelujah to the Lamb! he hath purchas'd our pardon,

We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded! O! flee to the

Savior;

He calls you in mercy,-'tis infinite favor; Your sins are increasing,-escape to the mountain,—

His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain.

3 0 Jesus! ride onward, triumphantly glorious, O'er sin, death and hell, thou art more than victorious;

Thy name is the theme of the great congregation,

While angels and saints raise the shout of salvation.