As when the six days' work he made That gracious sound well-pleased he hears, 5 A cheerful confidence I feel, 5s, 8s & 5s. P. M. 42. O ETERNAL Word, Jesus Christ, our Lord! Tune 68. While the hosts of heaven adore thee, Songs of love and praise. 2 God and man indeed, Thou becam❜st a man of sorrows, By thy precious blood, Jesus, man and God. 43. THY majesty, how vast it is, And how immense the glory, Tune 172. Which thou, O Jesus, dost possess ; The legions of angels exalt thy great name, Thy glory and might are transcendent; And thousands of thousands thy praises proclaim, Upon thee gladly dependent. 2 The Father's equal, God the Son, Both angels and men view their Maker as man, With joy that is past all expression; Oh happy, unspeakably happy, who can Find in him life and salvation. 3 This mystery every throne and power The angelic choirs for evermore The angels and elders before him fall down, They render glory unceasing. 4 The church on earth in humble strain, She sings, the Lamb for us was slain, For Christ hath redeemed us by his precious Out of every nation and kindred, And made us thereby kings and priests unto To him thanksgiving be rendered. 5 When Christ in majesty shall come, Then shall his enemies, quaking with dread, And live with Jesus for ever. L. M. 44. Tune 22. BEFORE the heavens were stretched abroad, 2 By his own power were all things made; 3 Mortals with joy behold his face, 4 Archangels left their high abode, To learn new mysteries here, and tell JESUS, my Lord, my God, The God supreme thou art; Tune 595. The Lord of hosts, whose precious blood 2 Jehovah is thy name; And through thy blood applied, 3 Soon as the Spirit shows That precious blood of thine, 4 Yea, only he, who feels S. M. Is certain that the Godhead dwells 46. PREPARE a thankful song To the Redeemer's name; Tune 595. His praises should employ each tongue, 2 He laid his glory by, And dreadful pains endured, 3 Upon the cross he died, Our debt of sin to pay; The blood and water from his side 4 And now he pleading stands 5 He sees us willing slaves To sin and Satan's power; But with an outstretched arm he saves, 6 The Holy Ghost he sends, Our stubborn souls to move, To make his enemies his friends, 7 The love of sin departs, 8 The world and Satan rage, But he their power controls; His wisdom, love, and truth engage 9 Though pressed, we need not yield, L. M. 47. Tune 22. COME, worship at Immanuel's feet; 2 He is the head; each member lives, 3 He is the vine; his heavenly root Supplies each branch with life and fruit; Oh may a lasting union join My soul to Christ the living vine. 4 He is the rock; how firm he proves; The rock of ages never moves; But the sweet streams, that from him flow, |