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The Temple's Veil in funder breaks,
The folid Marbles rend.

'Tis done! the precious Ranfom's paid,
Receive my Soul he cries;

See where he bows his facred Head.
He bows his Head and Dies.

But foon he'll break Death's envious Chain,
And in full Glory shine:
O Lamb of God, was ever Pain !
Was ever Love, like thine.

HYMN

OGOD of all Grace,

XX.

Thy Goodness we praise,

Thy Son thou haft given to Die in our Place.

With Joy we approve,
The defign of thy Love,

'Tis a wonder on Earth, and a wonder above.

Tongue cannot explain

That Love of God Man, Which the Angels defire to look to in vain.

It dazzles our Eyes,

Thoughts cannot arife,

To find out a Caufe, why the Infinite Dies.

Love mov'd him to Die,

And on this we rely,

He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, we cannot

[ tell why.

But

But this we can tell,

He hath lov'd us fo well,

As to lay down his Life to redeem us from Hell.

We all fhould commend
The Love of our Friend,
For ever beginning, what never fhall end.

When Time is no more,

We ftill fhall adore

That Ocean of Love,without Bottom or Shore.

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HERE, Lord, may we admire

The Riches of thy Grace,

'Till thou fhalt call us higher, There to behold thy Face:

Oh Height of Grace!

Oh Depth of Love!
Lord, fit us for

Our Place above.

Who can thy Love exprefs?
Thy Mercy ne'er decays!
What can our Souls do lefs
Than love thee all our Days?
Blefs God, each Soul,
Even unto Death;

And write a Song

For every Breath.

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HRIST our Paffover, for us
Is offer'd up and flain,

Let

Let him be remember'd thus,
By every Soul of Man :

We are bound, above the reft,
His Oblation to proclaim,
Keep we then the folemn Feaft,
And banquet on the Lamb.

Jefus, Mafter of the Feaft,
The Feaft itself thou art,

Now receive the meanest Gueft,

And comfort every Heart:

Give us living Bread to eat,

Manna that from Heaven comes down,

Fill us with Immortal Meat,

And make thy Nature known.

In this barren Wilderness,
Thou haft a Table spread,
Furnish'd out with richeft Grace,
Whate'er our Souls can nced:
Still fuftain us by thy Love,
Still thy Servants ftrength repair,
Till we reach the Courts above,
And feaft forever there.

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Admiring the Love of Christ.

OW fhall I blefs the bleeding Lamb,
Or his amazing kindness fhew,

Give equal Honours to his Name,
Or renders him the Praises due,

Lo! God for Sinners bleeds and dies,
Our Maker is our facrifice.

His

His Love is large, and knows no bound,
Immenfe! Eternal! Infinite !

His Grace o'er all our Sins abound;
Who can declare its depth or height,
Angels above defire to fee,

The Truth of this great Mystery.

O for that World which yet remains,
That Land of reft for Saints above,
There fhall we chaunt in nobler Strains,
The Mysteries of Jefu's Love,

His Love fhall then be all our Song,
While endless Ages pafs along.

DI

HYMN

Ifturb'd and diftrefs'd,
I languifh and pine,

I never fhall reft

Till Jefus is mine,
O grant me Salvation,
Which Grace doth impart,
And give a Senfation

Of God in my Heart.

The Gospel reports,
A total Reprieve,
From Sins of all forts.
For all who believe;
A close application,
Of Chrift's precious Blood,
Procures your Salvation,
And Pardon with God.

XXIV.

Why

Why are ye afraid,
Is not the Lord true?
The Word hath he said,
And wil! he not do?
Be willing to venture,
Your Souls in his Hand,
And foon you will enter
The heavenly Land.

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HAT folid Sweetnefs they poffefs, Who truft in Jefu's Righteousness,

And feel his Precious Blood;

May I, of that bleft Number be,
One Thing I only afk of Thee,
To tafte thy Grace O God.

Jefu, on thee I caft my Care,
To thee, with humble Faith and Pray'r
I utter my Request :

The anguifh of my Spirit fee,

O caft a pitying Eye on me,

Bid me return to reft.

Come quickly for thy Mercies fake,
To Heav'n my weary Spirit take,
Then fhall my Tryals end;
Lord, how I long to fee thy Face!
Eternity's too fhort to praise

My Saviour, and my Friend.

Lord, when wilt thou my Soul receive
In Glory when fhall I arrive,
And thare the Marriage Feaft?

Thy

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