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To bear away all sin from you,
Behold the holy Lamb.

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How rich the blood which once did flow,
To cover us from shame!

We'll bow before thy foot-stool low,
And hail thee, lovely Lamb.

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O Christ, our God, our bleeding King! We'll ever sing thy fame ;

Here and in Heav'n we'll shout and sing Thy glories, worthy Lamb.

HYMN 43. S. M.

WHEN God our Father's pleas'd

For to reveal his Son, Immediately our conscience eas'd Becomes his peaceful throne.

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Consult we then no more
Our senses, flesh and blood;
But in the day of heav'nly pow'r
Commence the sons of God.

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Included all in one,

We now with rapture tell, We're in the Father's only son, In whom he's pleased well.

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This doth our God make known

To mortal worms below :

All other matters we disown,
This only will we know.

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HYMN 44. L. M.

JESUS, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd,
With joy shall I lift up my head.

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When, from the dust of death, I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies ;
E'en-then shall this be all my plea,
"Jesus hath liv'd, hath died for me."

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Bold shall I stand in that great day;
For who ought to my charge shall lay
Fully through these absolv'd I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

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Thus Abraham the friend of God,
Thus all the armies bought with blood,
Saviour of sinners thee proclaim;
Sinners, of whom the chief I am.

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This spotless robe the same appears
When ruin'd nature sinks in years;
No age can change its glorious hue,
The grace of Christ is ever new.

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O let the dead now hear thy voice, Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice! Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus the Lord our righteousness.

HYMN 45. S. M.

WHILST we are marching through
This land with drought accurs'd,

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Rivers of living waters flow

In thee, to quench our thirst.

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This world's a weary land;
By sin a desart made :
'Tis all around a burning strand;
Has no refreshing shade.

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But thouʼrt our mighty Rock;
Thy shadow very great !
Where all thy weary pilgrim flock
Find a divine retreat.

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Though once with sin oppress'd, From which no part was free ; Our greivances are now redress'd, Dear, glorious man, in thee.

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In thee we now have found
Whate'er we lost, and more;

We see thy grace much more abound,
Than sin had done before.

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Thy praise be our employ ;
Thy glories ever shine;

All our salvation, hope and joy,
Art thou, O man divine !

HYMN 46. L. M.

THE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought,
Exceed our praise, surmount our thought;
Should I attempt the long detail,

My speech would faint, my numbers fail.

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No blood of beasts on altars spilt,

Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ;

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But thou hast set before our eyes
An all-sufficient sacrifice.

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Lo! thine eternal Son appears,
To thy designs he bows his ears;
Assumes a body well prepar'd,
And well performs a work so hard.

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"Behold I come! (the Saviour cries,
With love and duty in his eyes);
I come to bear the heavy load
Of sins, and do thy will, my God.

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'Tis written in thy great decree, 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, I must fulfil the Saviour's part; And lo! thy law is in my heart.

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I'll magnify thy holy law,
And rebels to obedience draw
When on my cross I'm lifted high,
Or to my crown above the sky.

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The spirit shall descend and show
What thou hast done, and what I do ;

The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace,

Thy wisdom and thy righteousness."

HYMN 47. P.M.

CANAAN promis'd is before;

Come let us forward go,

Not the ocean, nor its roar,
Nor the Egyptian foe,

May obstruct, when God commands;
His pow'r on our behalf he shows :

Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.

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Pharaoh's hosts, our flesh and sense,
Press hard upon our rear;
Vainly strive to cause offence,
Or make the spirit fear :
God protects us in his hand,

Whilst vengeance on his foes he throws : Move we forward to the land,

Where milk and honey flows.

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Roaring floods clap hands aloud,
To drive us back again;
Seas of trials vastly crowd

T'affright the sons of men :

Jesus bids us quiet stand,

Whilst he his great salvation shows :
Move we forward to the land,

Where milk and honey flows.
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Seas divide before our face,
And stand upon an heap ;
Mighty waters, by his grace,

Shrink from the fearful deep :
On we march at his command,
Nor dread the power of our foes :
Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.

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Love, which God to us doth shew,
Strikes the Egyptians dead;
Floods, which give us passage through,
Return upon their head :

Dead we see them on the strand,

Nor can they further us pursue ;

We are in Immanuel's land,
Where milk and honey flow,

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