8 Jesus, my great High Priest has died,
I seek no sacrifice beside;

His blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
9 My Advocate appears on high,
My Father lays his thunder by!
Not all that earth or hell can say
Shall turn my Father's heart away.

10 My Lord, my Conqueror, and my King,
Thy sceptre and thy sword I sing;
Thine is the victory, and I sit

A joyful subject at thy feet.

11 Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds,
The captain of salvation leads,
March on, nor fear to win the day,
Though death and hell obstruct the way.

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,
Her feeble scions twine.

2 Quicken'd by thee, and kept alive,
They flourish and bear fruit ;
As branches all their sap derive,
And vigour from the root.

3 They can do nothing without thee,
Their strength is wholly thine;
Wither'd and barren must they be,
If sever'd from the vine.

4 To aid their powers, if thriving found,
Each feels thy purging hand;

The harren twigs in bundles bound,
Ready for burning stand.

5 Upon their leaf, when parch'd with heat,
Refreshing dew shall drop;

The plant which thy right hand hath set
Shall ne'er be rooted up.

6 Each moment water'd by thy care,
And nourish'd by thy grace,

The feeblest branch the fruits shall bear
Of righteousness and peace.

247.

66 'Worthy the Lamb."

1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs,
With angels round the throne !

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

2 Worthy the Lamb that died!" they cry, "To be exalted thus;"

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Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
"For he was slain for us."

3 Jesus is worthy to receive,

Honour and power divine;

And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.

4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas;
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.

5 Let all creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name

Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb!

248.

'He that hath seen me, hath seen the Father.

1 OUR Saviour alone, the Lord let us bless,
Who reigns on his throne, the Prince of our
peace;

Who evermore saves us by shedding his blood;
All hail, holy Jesus, our Lord and our God!

2 We thankfully sing thy glory and praise,
Thou merciful spring of pity and grace;
Thy kindness for ever to men we will tell,
And say our dear Saviour redeems us from hell.

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,
And publish abroad his wonderful name,
The name all-victorious, of Jesus extol,
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.
2 God ruleth on high! Almighty to save,
And still he is nigh, his presence we have;
The great congregation his triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.

3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son;
Immanuel's praises the angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb!
4 Then let us adore and give him his right,
All glory and power, and wisdom and might;
All honour and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never-ceasing, and infinite love.

250. The Holiness of God manifested in the Sacrifice of the Cross.

1 O THOU eternal victim, slain
A sacrifice for guilty man!

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,
Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue,

Thou stand'st the ever-slaughtered Lamb,
Thy Priesthood still remains the same :

Thy years, O God, can never fail,
Thy goodness is unchangeable !

3 O that our faith may never move,
But stand unshaken as thy love,
Sure evidence of things unseen;
Now let it pass the years between,
And view thee bleeding on the tree,
My God, who dies for me, for me!

251.

If David call him Lord, how is he his Son!

1 HOSANNA to the Royal Son
Of David's ancient line!
His nature's two, his person one,
Mysterious and divine!

2 The root of David here we find,
And offspring is the same;
Eternity and time are join'd
In our Immanuel's name!

3 Hail him! the heir of David's throne,
Whom David Lord did call ;
Let Jew and Gentile, join'd in one,
Now own him Lord of all.

4 Bless'd He that comes to wretched men,
With peaceful news from heaven;
Hosannas of the highest strain,

To Christ the Lord be given !

5 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take
Th' hosannas on their tongues,

Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break
Their silence into songs.

252.

Kiss the Son lest he be angry.

1 JEHOVAH speaks, let Israel hear,
Let all the earth rejoice and fear,
While God's eternal Son proclaims
His sovereign honours, and his names :

2 I am the last, and I the first,

The Saviour God, and God the just;
There's none beside pretends to shew
Such justice and salvation too!

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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,
What wrath is like the wrath of the Lamb?

1 NOT to condemn the sons of men,
Did Christ, the Son of God, appear;
No weapons in his hands are seen,
No flaming sword, nor thunder there!
2 Such was the pity of our God,
He loved the race of man so well,
He sent his Son to bear our load
Of sins, and save our souls from hell!
3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word,
Trust in his mighty name and live;
A thousand joys his lips afford,
His hands a thousand blessings give.
4 But vengeance and destruction lies
On rebels who refuse the grace,
Who God's eternal Son despise,
The deepest hell must be their place!