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Not all that earth and hell can say,
My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King,
Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds,
Should death and hell, and pow'rs unknown,
168. My Soul hath desired thee in the Night.
'TWAS in the night, when troubles came,
I sought thee, but I found thee not,
Thy tender mercy I forgot,
I saw no day-star in the skies,
I said, "When will that Sun arise
With cords of his eternal love,
"Twas thus my soul he drew,
And taught my faithless heart to prove, His oath and promise true.
The path was rugged to my feet,
Yet still I follow'd thee;
My God, I felt thy goodness then,
That thou dost rule the fates of men,
169. The Angel of the Covenant. 9. M.
THOU very paschal Lamb,
Whose blood for us was shed; Through whom we out of Egypt came, Thy ransom'd people lead.
Angel of gospel grace,
Fulfil thy character;
To guard and feed thy chosen race,
In Israel's camp appear.
Throughout the desert way,
Conduct us by thy light;
Be thou a cooling cloud by day,
Our fainting souls sustain,
170. Christ Lord of All. C. M.
ALL hail the power of Jesu's name!
And crown Him Lord of All.
Before his face who tunes their choir,
Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, Who fix'd this floating ball,
Now hail the strength of Israel's might,
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God,
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Hail Him, who saves you by his grace,
Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line,
Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
Let every tribe and every tongue,
ADDRESSES TO CHRIST.
171. For Increase in Grace. C. M.
Increase my faith, each day in grace
Open still more the mystery
Of thy dear bleeding cross;
O how transcendent is that grace,
"Tis then indeed, my gracious Lord,
And through that vail with joy behold Thy tend'rest love to me.
172. Come, Lord Jesus. 8. 7.
COME, thou long-expected Jesus,
173. Longing for Christ. L. M.
COME, thou wounded Lamb of God! Come wash us in thy cleansing blood! Give us to know thy love, then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. Take our poor hearts, and let them be For ever clos'd to all but thee; Seal thou our breasts, and let us wear That pledge of love for ever there. How can it be, thou heav'nly King, That thou should'st man to glory bring,