9 They throng'd his chariot up the skies, And bore him to his throne;

Then swept their golden harps, and shout,

The GLORIOUS WORK IS DONE.

10 My soul the joyful triumph feels,
And thinks the moments long
Ere she her Saviour's glory sees,
And joins the rapturous song.

147 L. M. Portugal 97. Redemption 243.

The exalted Saviour.

1 NOW let us raise our cheerful strains, And join the blissful choir above;

There our exalted Saviour reigns,
And there they sing his wond'rous love.
2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song,
Oh, may we feel the sacred flame;
And every heart, and every tongue,
Adore the Saviour's glorious name!
3 Jesus, who once upon the tree
In agonizing pains expir'd;

Who died for rebels-yes, 'tis he!
How bright! how lovely! how admir'd!'

4 Jesus, who died that we might live,-
Died in the wretched traitor's place;-
Oh, what returns can mortals give
For such immeasurable grace

5 Were universal nature ours,
And art, with all her boasted store;
Nature and art, with all their powers,
Would still confess the offerer poor !

6 Yet, tho' for bounty so divine,
We ne'er can equal honours raise;·
Jesus, may all our hearts be thine,
And all our tongues proclaim thy praise!

STEELE.

148 L. M. Aylie Street 241. Langdon 217. The Humiliation, Exaltation, and Triumphs of Christ, Phil. ii. 8, 9. Col. ii. 15.

1 THE mighty frame of glorious grace,
That brightest monument of praise
That e'er the God of love design'd,
Employs and fills my labouring mind...
2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song,
A burden for an angel's tongue:
When Gabriel sounds these awful things,
He tunes and summons all his strings.
3 Proclaim inimitable love!

Jesus, the Lord of worlds above,
Puts off the beams of bright array
And veils the God in mortal clay.
4. He that distributes crowns and thrones,
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans?
The prince of Life resigns his breath;
The King of Glory bows to death,
5 But see the wonders of his power!
He triumphs in his dying hour;
And, while by Satan's rage he fell,
He dash'd the rising hopes of hell.
6 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd,
And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood:
Then he arose, and reigns above,
And conquers sinners by his love.
7 Who shall fulfil this boundless song?
The theme surmounts an angel's tongue;
How low, how vain are mortal airs,
When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs!

DR. WATTS'S MISCELLANIES.

149 148th. Greenwich New 62. Portsmouth

New 144.

The Kingdom of Christ, Phil. iv. 4.

1 REJOICE! the Lord is King, Your God and King adore;

Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph, evermore :

Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice..
2 Rejoice! the Saviour reigns,~
The God of truth and love;
When he had purg'd our stains,

He took his seat above: Lift up, &c.

3 His kingdom cannot fail,

He rules o'er earth and heaven;

The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus giv'n: Lift up, &c.

4 He all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy, And every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy: Lift up, &c.

5 Rejoice in glorious hope!

Jesus the judge shall come,

And take his servants up

To their eternal home:

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We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice.

150 104th. Hanover 130. Old Hundred and Fourth 148.

The Fulness of Christ, John i. 16. Col. i. 19.

1 A FULNESS resides in Jesus our head, it

And ever abides to answer our needi

The Father's good pleasure has laid up in store A plentiful treasure to give to the poor, 2 Whate'er be our wants, we need not to fear; Our numerous complaints his mercy will hear : His fulness shall yield us abundant supplies; His power shall shield us, when dangers arise. 3 The fountain o'erflows our woes to redress; Still more he bestows, and grace upon grace: His gifts in abundance we daily receive; He has a redundance for all that believe.

4 Whatever distress awaits us below,
Such plentiful grace will Jesus bestow,
As still shall support us, and silence our fear;
For nothing can hurt us while Jesus is near.
5 When troubles attend, or danger or strife,
His love will defend and guard us thro' life:
And when we are fainting, and ready to die,
Whatever is wanting his hand will supply.

151 8s. New Jerusalem 230. Uxbridge 161. The unsearchable Riches of Christ, Eph. iii. 8.

1

HOW

OW shall I my Saviour set forth?
How shall I his beauties declare?

O how shall I speak of his worth,
Or what his chief dignities are?
His angels can never express,

Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,
How rich are his treasures of grace :- 1.
No! This is a myst'ry unknown.

2 In him, all the fulness of God

For ever transcendently shines;
Tho' once like a mortal he stood
To finish his gracious designs:
Tho' once he was nail'd to the cross,
Vile rebels like me to set free,
His glory sustained no loss,-

Eternal his kingdom shall be.

3. His wisdom, his love and his power, Seem'd then with each other to vie, When sinners he stoop'd to restore,15 Poor sinners, condemned to die! He laid all his grandeur aside,

:

And dwelt in a cottage of clay-
Poor sinners he lov'd till he died-
To wash their pollutions away.
4 O sinners, believe and adore,
This Saviour, so rich to redeem!

No creature can ever explore

The treasures of goodness in him:
Come, all ye who see yourselves lost,
And feel yourselves burden'd with sin,
Draw near, while with terror you're toss'd,
Believe, and your peace shall begin.

5 Now, sinners, attend to his call,

Whoso hath an ear let him hear, He promises mercy to all

Who feel their sad wants, far and near: He riches has ever in store,

And treasures that never can waste: Here's pardon, here's grace; yea, and more, Here's glory eternal at last.

152 L. M. Kingsbridge 88. Portugal 97.

1.

The Intercession of Christ, Heb. vif. 25.

HE

E lives! the great Redeemer lives!
(What joy the blest assurance gives!)
And now, before his Father God,
Pleads the full merit of his blood.

2 Repeated crimes awake our fears,
And justice arm'd with frowns appears;
But in the Saviour's lovely face

Sweet mercy smiles, and all is

peace.

3 Hence, then, ye black despairing thoughts!

Above our fears, above our faults,
His powerful intercessions rise;
And guilt recedes, and terror dies.
4 In every dark distressful hour,

When sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.
5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend
On him our humble hopes depend:
Our cause can never, never fail,

For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. STEELE.