61. The Lamb and his Virgin company. C. M.
ON Zion's sacred mount I saw
The Lamb, for sinners slain;
His church, redeem'd from endless woe,
Compos'd his glorious train.
This virgin throng, belov'd of God,
All stood around him there,
With garments, wash'd in his own blood,
Divinely bright and fair.
I strove this blood-bought host to count,
Thus to my sight reveal'd;
And found, at last, their full amount,
'Twas all that God had seal'd,
They sung a song, for ever new;
And none could learn the same,
But ransoin'd slaves, and sinners who
From tribulation came.
They hymn'd the Great, the Dread I AM,
Whose sacred name they wore,
With endless honours to the Lamb,
Till time shall be no more,
Blameless, before his throne they stand;
They make a joyful noise;
A call'd, a faithful, chosen band,
And vent their swelling joys,
Thus shall their bliss coeval run,
With vast eternity;
Or till the sacred Three in One,
At once shall cease to be,
62. Jesus, the Believer's Surety, having made Peace by the Blood of his Cross. 7. CHRIST, exalted, is our song,
Hymn'd by all the blood-bought throng;
To his throne our shouts shall rise;
God with us by sacred ties.
Shout, believer, to thy God,
He hath once the wine-press trod;
Peace procur'd by blood divine,
Cancell'd all thy sins, and mine.
Here thy bleeding wounds are heal'd,
Sin condemn'd, and pardon seal'd;
Grace her empire still maintains;
Christ without a rival reigns.
Through corruption, felt within,
Darkness, deadness, guilt, and sin;
Still to Jesus turn thine eyes,
Israel's hope and sacrifice.
In thy Surety, thou art free,
His dear hands were pierc'd for thee;
With his spotless vesture on,
Holy as the Holy One.
Oh! the heights, the depths of grace,
Shining with meridian blaze;
Here the sacred records shew,
Sinners black, but comely too.
Saints dejected, cease to mourn,
Faith shall soon to vision turn;
Ye the kingdom shall obtain,
And with Christ exalted reign.
63. Christ entering the Holy of Holies by kis Blood. 148.
BEHOLD the holy place,
With Aaron entering in,
To make for Israel's race
A sacrifice for sin;
In him the type
Of Jesus see,
Who trod the holy
Place for thee.
Without a victim slain,
As constant as the day,
None could remission gain,
No sins were done
Herein the gospel
Mystery see,
That Christ should set
The guilty free.
Jesus, thy blood I need;
This fountain, rich and free,
Shall wash my hands and head,
Yea, every part of me;
Defil'd without,
Defil'd within,
Wash thou my duties
As my sin.
Ere on the bloody tree
The sinner's debts he paid,
Slain in the great degree,
He stood the cov'nant head;
Till that divine
Illustrious day,
When sin by him
Was put away.
While he expiring hung,
The blood-bought throng on high, His finish'd work they sung, Redemption now brought nigh; They went to heav'n
To rest with God
Upon the credit
Of his blood.
His sacrifice to God
Hath pleas'd the Father well;
The odours of his blood
Afford a fragrant smell;
Perfum'd with this,
His saints shall rise
To realms of bliss,
Beyond the skies.
64. Christ exalted.
CHILDREN of light, assist my song,
Come swell the sacred tone;
A sweeter note the blood-bought throng
Ne'er sung before the throne.
"Tis to the Lamb, for ever dear,
By God, made sin to be,
Whose sacred side receiv'd the spear,
Whose hands were pierc'd for me.
On love like this, reflect my soul,
Here's heights and depths to view;
And lengths that stretch from pole to pole,
The gospel mystry through.
He pass'd the rebel angels by,
Creatures of nobler pow'rs;
While rebel worms are rais'd on high,
This sinful flesh of ours.
The sins of all the ransom'd race,
That's found throughout the world,
By this one act of sov'reign grace,
Were in oblivion hurl'd.
When thine elect on Zion meet,
We'll lift thy name on high,
And ev'ry act of grace repeat,
And shout with holy joy.
65. The Atonement. 8.7.
HAIL, thou once despised Jesus?
Hail, thou Galilean King,
Who didst suffer to release us,
Who didst free salvation bring.
Hail, thou precious, precious Saviour,
Who hast borne our sin and shame,
By whose merit we find favour;
Life is given through thy name.
Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins were on thee laid;
By almighty love anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made.
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