HYMN 147. C. M.

HARK! for 'tis God's own Son that calls
To life and liberty;

Transported fall before before his feet,
Who makes the pris'ners free.

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The cruel bonds of sin he breaks,
And breaks old satan's chain;
Smiling he deals those pardons round,
Which free from endless pains.

3

Into the captive heart he pours
His spirit from on high;
We lose the terrors of the slave,
And Abba, Father, cry.

4

Shake off your bonds, and sing his grace ;

The sinner's friend proclaim;

And call on all around to seek
True freedom by his name.

5

Walk on at large, till you attain

Your Father's house above;

There shall you wear immortal crowns, And sing immortal love.

IMMANUEL is God with me,

In our exalted Lamb;

In whom I'm reconcil'd and free,
All praise attend his name.

2

His sonship proves my sin forgiv'n,
Makes my salvation sure,

Prepares for me a seat in heav'n,
And keeps my joy secure.

3

In him accepted; and, as him,
Receiv'd in realms above;
In him I triumph, soar and swim
In everlasting love.

4

All my religion and my life
Art thou, my Lamb, my God;
I'm fix'd, from hence my future strife
Shall be, to praise thy blood.

HYMN 149. P. M.

PART FIRST.

HOLY wonder, heav'nly grace,
Come, inspire our humble lays,
While the Saviour's love we sing,
Whence our hopes and comforts spring.

2

Man, involv'd in guilt and woe,
Touch'd his tender bosom so,
That, when justice death demands,
Forth the great deliv❜rer stands :

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Cries to God, "Thy mercy shew,
Lo! I come thy will to do;
I the sacrifice will be,

Death shall plunge his dart in me.”

4

Though the form of God he bore,
Great in glory, great in pow'r,
See him in our flesh array'd,
Lower than his angels made.

5

He that heav'n itself possess'd,
Now an infant at the breast!
Angels from the world above,
See and sing th' amazing love.

6

Through the shining hours of day,
Toil and danger mark his way;
Lonely mounts, and chilling air,
Witness oft his midnight prayer.

PART SECOND.

7

Now the heav'nly Lover dies!
Darkness veils the mid-day skies!
Angels, round the bloody tree,
Throng and gaze in ecstacy!

8

Pow'rs unseen earth's bosom heave, Rocks and tombs asunder cleave; While the temple's rending veil Tells the priest the awful tale.

9

But, the third day's dawning come,
Lo! the Saviour leaves the tomb !
Re-ascends his native sky,

Where he lives, no more to die.

10

On his cross he builds his throne, Whence he makes his glories known, Sends his spirit down to give

Dying sinners grace to live.

HYMN 150. L. M.

NOW to the Lord a noble song! Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue!

Hosanna to th' eternal Name,
And all his boundless love proclaim.

2

See where it shines in Jesus' face,
The brightest image of his grace :
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.
3

The spacious earth, and spreading flood,
Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God,
And thy rich glories from afar
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star :

4

But in his looks a glory stands,
The noblest labour of thine hands :
The pleasing lustre of his eyes
Outshines the wonders of the skies.

5

Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme;
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name !
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound;
Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground!

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Oh, may I live to reach the place
Where he unveils his lovely face!
Where all his beauties you behold,
And sing his name to harps of gold!

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HYMN 151. L. M.

grace we know, to us it's clear, When Christ, our Saviour, shall appear,

We shall be like him, O what bliss!
For we shall see him as he is.

2

When as he is, we him descry,
In spirit's light and mystery ;

Unnumber'd beauties in him shine,
Beauties of God, and man divine :

3

Beauties of holiness and grace
Adorn our Saviour's lovely face;
Eternal truth and righteousness
Doth he, in purity, possess.

4

When as he is, we him do see,
From ev'ry spot and wrinkle free :
How glorious is the worthy Lamb!
How venerable is his name!

5

But, O what glorious grace is this!
That when we see him as he is,
We see ourselves, and are assur'd
That we are like our dearest Lord.

6

As we his mystic fulness are,
He gives us each a member's share
In all his grace: the favour'd bride
Is with his likeness satisfied.

ALL things deliver'd are

To Jesus as the Son;

Whilst we, in all things, with him share

With him, forever one.

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We were the Father's love;

Us to his Son he gave ;

Where we his life and fulness prove;

And in him glory have.