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Searcher of hearts! To Thee
Our helplessness is known;
Be then to those who seek Thy face
Thy free forgiveness shown.

Our sins have numerous been,
We own it, LORD, with shame;
Yet spare and heal the broken hearts, -

Spare for Thy glorious name.

Thus, to Thy contrite ones
Thy mercy shall be shown;

We ask it, Blessed ONE in THREE,
We ask it, THREE in ONE.

On the Gospel for the day. MATT. xxvii. (C. M.)

1 BEHOLD the SAVIOUR of mankind
Nail'd to the fatal tree!

How vast the love that HIM inclin'd
To bleed and die for me!

2 Hark, how He groans! all nature shakes,
Night shrouds the firmament;
The temple's veil asunder breaks,
The solid rocks are rent.

3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid: "Receive my soul," He cries.

See, where He bows His sacred head!
He bows his head and dies.

4 But soon He'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine;

O Lamb of God! was ever pain,

Was ever love like thine?

22. SUNDAY BEFORE EASTER.

First Lesson for the Evening's service. - EXOD. x. (L. M.)

1 WH

HEN darkness once, by God's command,
Envelop'd haughty Egypt's land,
Throughout that long and fearful night
In Israel's dwellings all was light.

2 So to the righteous light shall rise,
Though clouds and tempests wrap the skies,
And faith triumphant mock the gloom,
That gathers round the silent tomb.

3 Then grant us, LORD, while here we rove,
Thy will to know, Thy ways to love,
To prove the riches of Thy grace,
And share the brightness of Thy face.
4 Till, guided thus in all our way,
And cheer'd by Thy celestial ray,
We reach at last that heavenly height
Where all is peace, and joy, and light.

23. FOR GOOD FRIDAY.

"It is finished!"- JOHN xix. 30. (P. M.)
1 HARK! The voice of love and mercy
Sounds aloud from Calvary!
See! It rends the rocks asunder,

Shakes the earth, and veils the sky!
"It is finish'd!"

Hear the dying SAVIOUR Cry.

2 Finish'd, all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law;

-Finish'd now is man's redemption; Death and hell no more shall awe. 1 "It is finish'd!"

Saints from hence your comfort draw.

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs!
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All on earth, and all in heav'n,
Join to praise IMMANUEL's name!
Hallelujah!

Join to praise IMMANUEL'S name.

24. Messiah the Lamb of God. — JOHN i. 29. (S. M.)

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BEHOLD the LAMB of GOD,

Who takes our sins away!
See and adore His heav'nly love,
And praise Him day by day.

Be every valley high,

Be every mountain low;

The proud must stoop, the humble soul

Shall His salvation know.

The heathen realms abroad

Shall join in sweet accord;

And all the sons of men shall see
The glory of the LORD.

Behold the day-spring rise,

Ye that in darkness dwell!

He marks the path which leads to peace,
He bursts the gates of hell.

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25. Christ, the Shepherd of souls.
ISAI. liii..6. 1 PET. ii. 24, 25. (C. M.)

10 GOD! we praise Thy wondrous love,
We bless our SAVIOUR'S name;
Who, man's salvation to procure,
Despis'd reproach and shame.

2 Through sorrow and through death he pass'd, Thy pleasure to fulfil;

He magnified Thy holy law,
And finish'd all Thy will.

3 All we, ungrateful to Thy love,
Like sheep had gone astray;
From virtue's happy path we turn'd,
And chose the sinner's way.

4 But by our SHEPHERD now brought back,
And with His favour blest,
We're taught the safe, the happy road,
That leads to joy and rest.

5 To God, the everlasting King,
Be endless praises given !

Who sent His Son on earth to die,
And make our peace with heaven.

VIII. THE RESURRECTION OF JESUS

CHRIST.

26. FOR EASTER DAY.

Christ's triumph over death and the grave.

1 CHRIST the LORD is risen to-day!
Our triumphant holiday
Who endur'd the cross and grave,
Sinners to redeem and save.

2 Hymns of praises let us sing
Unto CHRIST our heav'nly King;
For the pains which He endur'd,
Our salvation have procur'd.

Ha!.

Ha!.

Hal.

Ha!.

3 Lo! He rises, Mighty King!

Hal.

Where, O death! is now thy sting?

Hal.

Lo! He claims His native sky,
Grave! where is thy victory?

Hal.

Hal.

4 CHRIST the LORD is risen to-day!

Hal.

Our triumphant holiday:

Hal.

Loud the song of triumph raise,

Hal.

Sing your great REDEEMER's praise.

Hal.

27. Christ's Victory over the grave. (L. M.) 1 HE dies! the Friend of sinners dies! Lo! Salem's daughters weep around: A solemn darkness veils the skies; A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Come, sinners! trace in sad review His grief, who bow'd beneath your gave His anguish'd life for you, Pour'd forth in streams of richest blood.

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3 Yet, see! the LORD forsakes the tomb; In vain His foes forbid His rise:

Angelic legions guard Him home,

And shout Him welcome to the skies.

4 Cease, cease your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great Deliv'rer reigns:
Sing, how He spoil'd the hosts of hell,
And led the captive Death in chains.

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