Give us an ever living faith

To gaze beyond the things we see ; And in the mystery of Thy death

Draw us and all men unto Thee!

Amen.

85.

7's.

JESU, who didst set us free
From sin's curse and tyranny;
By Thy death Thou life dost give,
Life to all who Thee receive.

While each solemn function high
Of that woeful mystery

On the cross Thou deign'st to bear,
Saviour! with most loving care;

"Finishing" the rite of rites!
Finishing" the last of fights!
"Finishing" life's toilsome race!
"Finishing" the work of grace!

While death's hour is hastening on,
While life's strength is all but gone,
While the end Thou'rt bent to meet,
While the task is just complete ;

In a word the sum is said-
Thou dost cry, ""Tis finished!"
Yea, the Lord is crucified!

Yea, for us the Lamb hath died!

Now His precious Blood is shed!
Now our souls are ransomed !
Now is Satan's power braved;
Christ hath died, and man is saved.

Christ, by cruel hands betrayed,
Christ, for us a captive made,
Christ, upon the bitter tree,

Slain for man, all praise to Thee!

86.

Amen.

6-5.

GLORY be to Jesus,

Who, in bitter pains,

Poured for me the life-blood
From His sacred veins.

Grace and life eternal

In that Blood I find;
Blest be his compassion,
Infinitely kind.

Blest through endless ages

Be the precious stream,
Which from endless torments
Did the world redeem.

Abel's blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies,

But the Blood of Jesus

For our pardon cries.

Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
Terror-struck departs.

Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Angel-hosts rejoicing
Make their glad reply.

Lift then ye

your

voices

Swell the mighty flood;

Louder still and louder

Praise the precious blood. Amen.

LAMB OF GOD, whose dying Love
Now Thy saints recall to mind,

Hear us, bless us, from above,
Let us all Thy mercy find.

Let Thy blood to us applied
Every sinner's pardon seal;
All in Thee be sanctified,
Every soul Thy comfort feel.

By Thine agony of pain,

By Thy precious blood we pray, Cleanse our hearts from every stain, Take our load of guilt away.

Burst our bonds and set us free,
Bid our fears and sorrows cease,
O remember Calvary,

Saviour, bid us go in peace! Amen.

"IT is finish'd!"-shall we raise

Songs of sorrow or of praise,
Mourn to see the Saviour die,
Or proclaim His victory?

If of Calvary we tell,

How can songs of triumph swell ?
If of man redeemed from woe,
How shall notes of mourning flow?

Ours the guilt which pierced his side,
Ours the sin for which He died,
But the blood which flowed that day
Washed our sin and guilt away.

Lamb of God! Thy death hath given
Pardon, peace, and hope of heaven :
"It is finished!" let us raise

Songs of thankfulness and praise. Amen.

89.

Go to dark Gethsemane,

7's.

Ye that feel the tempter's power;

There your Saviour's conflict see;
Watch with Him one bitter hour ;
Turn not from His griefs away;
Learn of Him to watch and pray.

See Him in the judgment-hall,
Bound, and beaten, and arraign'd;
Sad, forsaken, mock'd by all,
Yet by heav'nly love sustain'd;
Ye that suffer shame, or loss,
Learn of Christ to bear the cross.

Follow on to Calvary,

There the blessed Jesus view

Dying on th' accursed tree,

Made a sacrifice for you;

"It is finish'd," hear Him cry ;

Learn of Jesus Christ to die.

Amen.

90.

6-6-6-4, 8-8-4.

BEHOLD the Lamb of God!

O Thou for sinners slain,

Let it not be in vain

That Thou hast died:

Thee for my Saviour let me take,
My only refuge let me make
Thy pierced side.

Behold the Lamb of God!

Into the sacred flood