9

In Christ, each promise, with its seal,
We now enjoy and know;
In Christ, the unction now we feel
Upon us plenteous flow.

10

Hence to our God our songs we raise ; Exalting heart and voice :

Nor will we ever cease to praise,
But in his name rejoice.

HYMN 399. P. M.

BEHOLD the servant of the Lord,
Chosen to fulfil his word,

With might and special grace!
Not like the man, whose fleshly mind,
Defil'd and blemish'd all mankind,
Yea ruin'd all his race.

2

But one elect above the rest,
Chosen to be our great High Priest,

To bear our names on high;

To offer up his glorious prize,

His one beloved sacrifice,

Man crown'd with victory.

3

Well might the soul of God rejoice,
And with a loud and heav'nly voice,
Proclaim his only Son;

For here mankind being gather'd home,
And rescu'd from their former doom,
Are with their God made one.

4

Man's spirit, sav'ring strong of earth, Has here a new and heav'nly birth, And fill'd with love divine ;

The Spirit pour'd on Christ declares

Mankind his brethren, friends, and heirs ; Who are with him to shine.

5

What doth the heav'nly vision mean?
What! That we only are made clean,
And all the rest forgot!

Nay, to the Gentiles, Christ brings forth
In judgment all his pow'r and worth,
As their free, happy lot.

6

And thus the bruised reed's not broke, Nor quench'd the flax, its dying smoke ; For Aaron's precious oil,

Pour'd on the head, did straight descend O'er head and garments, to the end That ev'ry part might smile.

7

What though on some it falls unknown, Unconscious of the rich perfume,

Which spreads its odours round ? Yet that the senses don't receive What gladdens such who do believe, Is all the diff'rence found.

HYMN 400. L. M.

JESUS, he is the Vine most true ;
His Father, God, the Husbandman,
Who dress'd him well, for man, for you,
When blood flow'd fast from ev'ry vein.

2

When he became the Branch of sin,
The fruitless Bud of man's offence;
The Father's hand did purge him clean,
And took the evil branch from thence:

3

Since, then, in him no sin remains,
From us all sin is far remov'd:
On him is found no guilty stains i
Guiltless are we in the Belov'd.

4

He also was the Branch that bare
The fruit that was divinely good :
Purg'd by the Father's love and care,
And fertil'd by atoning blood.

5

In him, the Father was well-pleas'd,
In him he truly dress'd the Vine :
Where sin's chastis'd, the law's appeas'd,
And mercy now doth glorious shine.

6

God spake the word, that made us clean ;
The Word was Jesus Christ our Lord :
'Twas spoken to the sons of men ;
Who're holy through that spoken Word.

HYMN 401. S. M.

THE

way of safety's found,

The way of righteousness:

Where Christ with pow'r and glory crown'd,

Did all our griefs redress.

2

Jesus, the living way,

Descended from on high :

To be our path to endless day,
From where the helpless sigh.

3

No unclean thing can tread
The great high-way of truth :
Yet sinners, by the Saviour led,
Find rugged paths made smooth.

O glorious! glorious way,
In thee we cannot err :

In thee no snares our feet betray,
Nor our free steps deter.

5

No lion is there here,

No rav'ning beast of prey;
To strike the traveller with fear,
Who walketh in this way.

6

With everlasting joy,

Come, sons of Zion, come;
Sorrows shall not again annoy
The souls to Christ brought home.
7

In thee our great High Priest,
By suff'ring death made pure ;
In thee we see the way to rest,
And feel our bliss secure.

HYMN 402. C. M.

WHAT joy or honour could we have,

We all unclean and base,
Unless the righteous Lamb of God
Our joy and honour was ?

2

What boasted work, what fairest thing
Of all that's ours we name,
Could we unto the judgment bring
Of him whose eyes are flame ?

3

Who is so rich, so pure, so just,
If scann'd and try'd above,
That his best plea and self-defence
Of any weight could prove ?

Ee

Who, who has ever found a way
Into the holy place,

By any door than one,

Christ's wounds, and his free grace?

5

We know the Shepherd's heart, who left
The ninety-nine behind,

And through the desart anxious went,
His hundredth sheep to find.

6

The righteousness that comes by blood,
Is our life-giving feast,

Still on those wounds our souls would hang,
As infants on the breast.

HYMN 403. L. M.

ONE God there is, which God is ours,
The Source of all the heav'nly pow'rs;
He's One in Three, and Three in One,
The Father, Spirit, and the Son.

2

This God beheld our fallen race,
Straitway his love took Adam's place,
Head of his loved church and train,
To bring them to himself again.

3

Mankind he gathered into one,
And as a vesture put them on ;
Thus to himself, he reconcil'd

Each wand'ring, each rebellious child.

4

The Father, Word, and Spirit shone
In Jesus' face; beloved Son !

Fn him the Godhead's fulness dwelt,
When his blood-shedding purg'd our guilt.