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But Jesus for my portion,
And holy joys pursue.

3 Let all the world's gay beauty,

And Satan's slat’ring bait,

With all their pride and grandeur,
Around my soul await;

The far superior beauty
Through faith I see ahead;

And I am bent upon it
This holy way to tread.

Dome, who will travel with me
The way that leads to heaven?
And follow none but Jesus
The way which he hath giv'n;
And take his word for counsel,
His spirit for a guide;
And make a full surrender
Of every thing beside.

4. Come on, my precious brethren, And travel on with me ; We'll seek for heav'nly treasure Until we find the sea of sweet unbounded riches, of life, and love and peace,

Where beauty never withers,
And glory ne'er shall cease.

6 What, though the world reproach us,
And say we're mean and poor,
No matter what we suffer,
If we can reach the shore.
"Twili Inake the glory sweeter,
And raise the praises high’r;
And we shall be completer,
When purified by fire.

HYMN 31,–7s.
The resurrection and ascension.

NGELS' roll the rock away!
Death! o up the mighty prey.
See! he rises from the toint,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
Hallelujah! praise the Lord.

2 "Tis the Saviour! angels raise
Fame's eternal trump of praise:
Let the earth's remotest bound

Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
Hallelujah! praise the Lord.

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4 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs.
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres'
Shout, O earth, in rapturous song,
Let the strains be sweet and strong!
Hallelujah! praise the Lord.

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A LAS! and did my Saviour bleed!
And did my Sovereign die?
would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?


“O the Lamb, the loving Lamb.
The Lamb on Calvary,
The Lamb was slain and lives again,
To intercede for me.” .

2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine And bath'd in its own blood,

While all expos'd to wrath divine,
The glorious sufferer stood.

3 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown!
And love beyond degree.

4 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God, the mighty Maker, died,
For man, the creature's sin.

5 Thus I might hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears,
Disolve my heart in thankfuiness,
And melt mine eyes in tears.

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'Tis midnight—in the garden now,
The suff'ring Saviour prays alone.

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'Tis midnight—and for others' guilt
The man of sorrow weeps in blood,

Yet he that hath in anguish knelt,
Is not forsaken by his God.

4 'Tis midnight— and from ether plains,
Is borne the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's wo.

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WHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain,
The glittering host bestud the sky;
One star alone, of all the train,
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.

* Hark! hark to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem;

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