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4 let mortals ne'er refuse to take

Th’hosanna on their tongues, Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break Their silence into songs.

C. M. 348.

God reconciled in Christ.
1 DEAREST of all the names above,

My Jesus, and my God,
Who can resist thy heavenly love,

Or trifle with thy blood?
2 'Tis by the merits of thy death

The Father smiles again; 'Tis by thine intercerling breath

The Spirit dwells with men. 9 Till God in human flesh I see,

My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three

Are terrors to my mind.
But if Immanuel's face appear,

My hope, my joy begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear,

His grace removes my sins.
5 While Jews on their own law rely,

And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love th' incarnate mystery, And there I fix my trust.

C. M. 349.

Praise to the Redeemer.
PLUNG!D in a gulf of dark despair

We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,

Or spark of glimmering day.
% With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace

Beheld our helpless grief,
He saw, and (O amazing love!)
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above

With joyful haste he fled, Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,

And dwelt among the dead. He spoil'd the powers of darkness thus,

And brake our iron chains; Jesus has freed our captive souls

From everlasting pains.
5 [In vain the baffled prince of hell

His cursed projects tries,
We that were doom'd his endless slaver

Are rais'd above the skies.]
6 O for this love, let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues

The Saviour's praises speak. 7 Angels, assist our mighty joys,

Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes

His love can ne'er be told.

350. (121.) · P. M.
NOW begin the heav'nly theme,

Sing aloud in Jesus' name!
Ye, who his salvation prove,

T'riumph in redeeming love.
9 Ye, who see the Father's grace

Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to heav'n ye onward move,

'Triumph in redeeming love.
3 Mourning souls! dry up your tears,

Banish all your guilty fears.
See your guilt and care remove,

Cancell'd by redeeming love.
4 Ye, alas! who long have been
Willing slaves of death and sip!


Now from bliss no longer rove;

Stop, and taste redeeming love.
5 Christ subdu'd th' infernal pow'rs;

His tremendous foes, and ours,
From their cursed empire drove,

Mighty in redeeming love.
6 Hither, then, your music bring;

Strike aloud the joyful string.
Mortals! join the host above,
Join to praise redeeming love.

(111.) S. M. The blessechess of gospel times t HO COW beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice!

How sweet ihe tidings are !
“ Zion, behold thy Saviour King;

He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found!
How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heav'nly light! Prophets and kings desir'd it long,

But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm

Thro' all the earth abroad; Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God,

P. M. 352. The pardoning God. Micah vii. 18. 1 GREAT God of wonders! all thy way.

Are matchless, godlike, and divine; But the fair glories of thy grace,

Mort godlike and unrivali'd shine: Who is a pardoning God like thec?

Or who has grace so rich and free! 9 Crimes of such horror to forgire,

Such guilty daring worms to spare, This is thy grand prerogative,

And none shall in the honour share: Who is a pardoning God like thee?

Or who has grace so rich and free! 3 Angels and men resign their claim

To pity, mercy, love, and grace,
These glories crown Jehovah's name

With an incomparable blaze:
Who is a pardoning God like thee?

Or who has grace so rich and free?
4 In wonder lost, with trembling joy,

We take the pardon of our God,
Pardon for crimes of deepest dye;

A pardon seal'd with Jesus' blood:
Who is a pardoning God like thee?

Or who has grace so rich and free! 5 O may this strange, this matchless grace,

This godlike miracle of love,
Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,

And all the angelic choirs above:
Who is a pardoving God like thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?

C. M. 353.

Praise to the Redeemer.
TO our Redeemer's glorious name
Awake the sacred song!

O may his love (immortal flame!)

Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love what mortal thought can reach!

What mortal tongue display!
Imagination's utmost stretch

In wonder. dies away.
S He left his radiant throne on high,

Left the bright realms of bliss,
And came to earth to bleed and die!

Was ever love like this?
Dear Lord, while we adoring pay

Our humble thanks to thee,
May every heart with rapture say,

«i The Saviour died for me.”
6 O may the sweet, the blissful theme,

Fill every heart and tongue:
Till strangers love thy charming name,

And join the sacred song.

354. (343.) C. M.
BRIGHT source of everlasting love:

To thee our souls we raise;
And to thy matchless bounty rear

A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life

With ev'ry cheering ray; Kindly restrains the rising tear,

Or wipes that tear away. s When, sunk in guilt, our race approach'd

The borders of despair;
Thy grace through Jesus' blood proclaim'd

Å free salvation near.
What shall we render, bounteous Lord,

For all the grace we see?
Alas! the goodness worms can yield

Extendeth not to thee.

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