2 Exalted Saviour, we confess
The sovereign triumphs of thy grace; Where beams of gentle radiance shine, And temper majesty divine.
3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway, Till all thine enemies obey:
Wide may thy cross its virtue prove, And conquer millions by its love.
4 Mighty to vanquish, and forgive! Thine Israel shall repent and live; And loud proclaim thy healing breath, Which works their life who wrought thy death.
1 ETERNAL God, we bless thy name, The same thy power, thy grace the same; The tokens of thy friendly care, Open and close and crown the year.
2 Supported by thy guardian hand, Amidst ten thousand deaths we stand; And see, when we survey thy ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise.
3 Thus far thy arm hath led us on,
Thus far we make thy mercy known; And whilst we tread this desart land, New mercies shall new songs demand.
4 Our grateful voice, on Jordan's shore, Shall raise one sacred pillar more; Then bear, in thy bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love.
The Triumphs of the Exalted. Psa. cx. 1-4. 1 THUS the eternal Father spake To Christ the Son; "Ascend and sit At my right hand, till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet.
2 From Zion shall thy word proceed; Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand," Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day shall show thy power is great, When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed power! O glorious day! What a large victory shall ensue! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew.
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The condescension of God.
1 ETERNAL Power, almighty God, Who can approach thy throne? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel-eyes unknown.
2 Before the radiance of thine eye The heavens no longer shine, And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine.
3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below,
To this vile world thy notice bend, These seats of sin and woe?
4 But oh! to shew thy smiling face, To bring thy glories near- Amazing and transporting grace, To dwell with mortals here!
5 How strange! how awful, is thy love! With trembling we adore: Not all th' exalted minds above, Its wonders can explore.
6 While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays,
Great God, permit our humble songs To rise and mean thy praise.
Praise. 1 Chron. xvi. 31. Neh. ix. 5, 6.
1 NOT unto us, but Thee alone, Bless'd Lamb, be glory given! Here shall thy praises be begun, And carried on in heaven.
2 The host of spirits now with thee Eternal anthems sing; To imitate them here, lo! we Our hallelujahs bring.
3 Had we our tongues like them inspir'd, Like theirs our songs should rise; Like them we never should be tir'd, But love the sacrifice.
4 Till we the veil of flesh lay down, Accept our weaker lays;
And, when we reach thy Father's throne, We'll give thee nobler praise.
Jesus crowned Lord of all. Isa. xi. 10. Heb. ii. 14. Rom.
1 ALL hail, the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall Go-spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all.
4 Babes, men, and sires, who know his love; Who feel your sin and thrall,
Now joy with all hosts above,
And crown him Lord of all.
5 Let every kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all.
60, that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
Christ ever liveth to make Intercession. Heb.vii.25. Rom.viii.27,
1 HE 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 Here 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.
Praise. 2 Sam. xxi. 47. 1 Chron. xvi. 34.
OUR shepherd alone the Lord, let us bless ; Who sits on the throne, the Prince of our peace, Who evermore saves us by shedding his blood; All hail, holy Jesus, our Lord and our God!
We daily will sing thy merits and praise, Thou merciful spring of pity and grace: Thy kindness for ever to men we will tell, And say our dear Saviour redeems us from hell.
Preserve us in love while here we abide, Nor ever remove, nor cover, nor hide Thy glorious salvation, till joyful we see The beautiful vision completed in Thee!
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