8 Jesus, my great High Priest has died, His blood did once for all atone, 10 My Lord, my Conqueror, and my King, A joyful subject at thy feet. 11 Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds, 246. The Presence of Christ with his Church. 1 THOU, Lord, art every where the same, Thy Church's living Vine; Upon whose all-supporting stem, 2 Quicken'd by thee, and kept alive, 3 They can do nothing without thee, 4 To aid their powers, if thriving found, The harren twigs in bundles bound, 5 Upon their leaf, when parch'd with heat, The plant which thy right hand hath set 6 Each moment water'd by thy care, The feeblest branch the fruits shall bear 247. 66 'Worthy the Lamb." 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs, Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 2 Worthy the Lamb that died!" they cry, "To be exalted thus;" 66 Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 3 Jesus is worthy to receive, Honour and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 5 Let all creation join in one, Of him that sits upon the throne, 248. 'He that hath seen me, hath seen the Father. 1 OUR Saviour alone, the Lord let us bless, Who evermore saves us by shedding his blood; 2 We thankfully sing thy glory and praise, 3 Preserve us in love while here we abide, O never remove thy presence, nor hide Thy glorious salvation, 'till each of us see, With joy, the blest vision completed in thee! 4 By angels in heaven, of every degree, And saints upon earth, all praise be address'd, To God in three persons, one God ever blest, As it hath been, is now, and always shall be. That all should honour the Son even as they honour the Father 1 YE servants of God, your master proclaim, 3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, 250. The Holiness of God manifested in the Sacrifice of the Cross. 1 O THOU eternal victim, slain By the eternal Spirit made An offering in the sinner's stead; Our everlasting Priest art thou, And plead'st thy death for sinners now 2 Thy offering still continues new, Thou stand'st the ever-slaughtered Lamb, Thy years, O God, can never fail, 3 O that our faith may never move, 251. If David call him Lord, how is he his Son! 1 HOSANNA to the Royal Son 2 The root of David here we find, 3 Hail him! the heir of David's throne, 4 Bless'd He that comes to wretched men, To Christ the Lord be given ! 5 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break 252. Kiss the Son lest he be angry. 1 JEHOVAH speaks, let Israel hear, 2 I am the last, and I the first, The Saviour God, and God the just; ; 3 Ye that in shades of darkness dwell, Just on the verge of death and hell Look up to me from distant lands, Light, life, and heaven, are in my hands. 4 I, by my holy name have sworn, Nor shall the word in vain return; To me shall all things bend the knee, And every tongue shall swear to me! 5 In me alone, shall men confess, Lies all their strength and righteousness; But such as dare despise my name, I'll clothe them with eternal shame! 6 In me, the Lord, shall all the seed Of Israel from their sins be freed; And by their shining graces prove Their interest in my pard'ning love. Mercy despised calls for the heavier vengeance, 1 NOT to condemn the sons of men, |