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Men. We with tranfcendent Glory bright
Have CHRIST himself put on.

v.

Ang. Spirits like him he made us be,
A pure Ethereal Flane:

Men. Join'd to the LORD, one Spirit we
With JESUS are the same.

VI.

Ang. We fee him on his dazzling Throne,
Crowns he to us imparts:

Men. To us the King of Kings comes down
And reigns within our Hearts.

VII.

Ang. Pure as he did at firft create,
We Angels never fell:

Men. He faves us in our loft Eftate,
And rescues Man from Hell.

VIII.

Ang. When others finn'd, we faithful prov❜d,
His Love preferv'd us true;

Men. Yet own that we are more belov'd,
He never dy'd for you.

IX

Ang. Worms of the Earth, to you we own
The nobler Grace is giv'n:

Then praise with us the great Three One
Till we all meet in Heav'n.

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FREE GRACE.

I.

ND can it be, that I fhould gain

An Int'reft in the Saviour's Blood! Dy'd he for me?who caus'd his Pain ! For me?-who him to Death pursu'd.

Amazing

Amazing Love! how can it be

That Thou, my GoD, fhould't die for me? IL

'Tis Myft'ry all! th' Immortal dies! Who can explore his ftrange Design! In vain the first born Seraph tries

To found the Depths of Love Divine; 'Tis Mercy all! let Earth adore; Let Angel Minds enquire no more.

III.

He left his Father's Throne above,
(So free, fo infinite his Grace!)
Empty'd himself of All, but Love,
And bled for Adam's helpless Race;
'Tis Mercy all, immenfe and free!
For, O my Gop, it found out me!
IV.

Long my imprison'd Spirit lay,

Faft bound in Sin and Nature's Night; Thine Eye diffus'd a quick'ning Ray;

I woke; the Dungeon flam'd with Light; My Chains fell off, my Heart was free, I rofe, went forth, and follow'd Thee.

V.

Still the fmall inward Voice I hear,

That whispers all my Sins forgiv'n:

Still th' attoning Blood is near,

That quench'd the Wrath of hoftile Heav'n : I feel the Life his Wounds impart,

I feel my Saviour in my Heart.

VI.

No Condemnation now I dread,

JESUS, and all in him, is mine ; Alive in him, my living Head,

And cloath'd in Righteoufnefs divine, Bold I approach th' eternal Throne,

And claim the Crown, thro' CHRIST, my own. F I N 1 S.

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