g b And borrow all the names Of honour from his word; Nature and art Can ne'er supply 2 In Jesus we behold Sufficient forms Of majesty. His Father's glorious face, With mild and lovely rays: -Th' eternal God's g Eternal Son Inherits and Partakes the throne. 3 The sov'reign King of kings, His name is call'd He rules the eartli 4 When promises and grace Awakes his wrath Without delay, As lions roar, And tear the prey. 5 But, when for works of peace • What titles he assumes! Light of the world, And Life of men! Nor will he bear Those names in vain 6 Immense compassion reigns A Mediator's part. He is a Friend, And Brother too; Divinely true. 7 At length the Lord, the Judge, And drives the rebels far From favourites and friends: Then shall the saints Completely prove The heights and depths Of all his love. 1 HYMN 149. L. M. Leeds. [*] "OIN all the names of love and pow'r, J That ever man or angels bore: All are too mean to speak his worth, Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiv'n, Nor follow the forbidden way. 6 I love my SHEPHERD, he shall keep, 8 Jesus, my great HIGH PRIEST, has dy'd, His blood did once for all atone, And now it pleads, before the throne. 10 My LORD, my CONQU'ROR, and my KING; Thy sceptre, and thy sword I sing; Thine is the vict'ry, and I sit A joyful subject at thy feet. 11 Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds, 12 Should death, and hell, and pow'rs unknown, 1 HYMN 150. P. M. Bethesda. [*] Scriptural Characters of Christ. OIN all the glorious names Jof wisdom, love, and pow'r, That ever mortals knew, Too mean to set e All are too mean, To speak his worth; d My Saviour forth. 2 But O what gentle terms, -Mine eyes, with joy What forms of love And wonder, see He bears for me. 3 (Array'd in mortal flesh, o Commission'd from His Father's throne; To make his grace To mortals known.) 4 (Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless thy name; Of our salvation came: o The joyful news Of sins forgiv'n, Of hell subdu'd, And peace with heav'n.; 5 (Be thou my Counsellor, O let my feet Nor rove nor seek 6 (I love my Shepherd's voice; b He feeds his flock, P His bosom bears (To this dear Surety's hand His Father's broken laws: Behold my soul At freedom set! My Surety paid 8 (Jesus, my great High Priest, • His pow'rful blood e And now it pleads Before the throne.) 9 (My Advocate appears • Not all that hell g Or sin can say, Shall turn his heart, 10 (My dear Almighty Lord, Thine is the pow'r ; In willing bonds, a Behold I sit, u น g Beneath thy feet.) 11 (Now let my soul arise, -A feeble saint Shall win the day; o Tho' death and hell 12 Should all the hosts of death, Of rage and mischief on; I shall be safe For Christ displays Superior pow'r, END OF THE FIRST BOOK. 1 N A Song of Praise to God. ATURE, with all her pow'rs, shall sing, Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas, 2 (Begin to make his glories known, 3 (All mortal things of meaner frame, 4 (To him be sacred all we have, 5 [These western shores, our native land, |