Here we raise our voices higher,
Shout in the Refiner's fire,
Clap our hands amid the flame,
Glory give to Jesu's Name

WESLEY.

294.

Its Glory. “ All nations shall come and glorify thy name."

Psa. 86. (I. M.)
I NOW to the Lord a noble song,

Awake my soul, awake my tongue,
Hosanna to the eternal name,

And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesu's face,

The brightest image of his grace,
God, in the person of his Son,

Has all his mightiest works outdone.
3 The spacious earth, and spreading flood,

Proclaim the wise and powerful God,
And thy rich glories from afar,

Sparkle in every rolling star.
4 But in his looks a glory stands,

The noblest labor of thine hands,
The pleasing lustre of his eyes,
Outshines the wonders of the skies.

WATTS.

295.

Its Energy. “ Ukto tły name give glory.”—Psa. 115. (C. M.) I LO, to the hills I lift mine eyes,

Thy promis'd aid I claim, Father of mercies, glorify

Thy favorite Jesu's Name.

2 Salvation in that Name is found,

Balın of my grief and care,
A medicine for my every wound,

All-All I want is there.

WESLLY.

296.

Its Triumph. “Rejoicing that they were counted wortlıy to suffer

for his name."-Acts 5. (L. M.) 1 LET the vain world pronounce it shame,

And fling their scandals on thy cause, We come to boast our Saviour's Name,

And make our triumphs in his cross. 2 With joy we tell the scoffing age,

He that was dead has left his tomb,
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till he come.

WATTI 297.

Its Beauty. “ Emmanuel-God with us.”—Matt. 1. (C. M.) 1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear,
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast, 'Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary rest. 3 Dear name! the rock on which I build,

My shield, aud hiding place, My never-failing treasury fill'd With boundless stores of grace.

WESTLAKE's Collon

298.

Its Efficacy. “ Faith in his name hath made this man whole."

Acts 3. (L. M.)
I LORD, what a heaven of saving grace

Shines thro' the beauties of thy face,
And lights our passions to a flame,

Lord, how we love thy charming name. 2 When I can say my God is mine,

When I can feel thy glories shine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,

And all the earth calls good or great.
3 Well, we shall quickly pass the night,

To the fair coasts of perfect light,
Then shall our joyful senses rove
O'er the dear object of our love

WATTS,

299.

Its Consolations. " Father, glorify thy name.”-Jno. 12. (P. M.) I WHAT, though a thousand hosts engage,

A thousand worlds, my soul to shake; I have a shield shall quench their rage,

And drive the alien armies back. Pourtray'd it bears a bleeding Lanıb,

I dare believe in Jezu's Name. 2 Salvation in his name there is,

Salvation from sin, death and hell,
Salvation into glorious bliss,

How great Salvation who can tell ?
But all he hath for mine I claim,
I dare believe in Jesu's Name.

WESLEY

THE BLOOD OF JESUS CHRIST.

300.

Peaceful.
“ The blood of sprinkling."-Heb. 12. (L. M.)
I BLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies,

Revenge, the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear stream, when Christ was slain,

Speaks Peace as loud from every vein. 2 Pardon and Peace from God on hign,

Behold he lays his vengeance by,
And rebels, that deserve his sword,

Become the favorites of the Lord. 3 To Jesus let our praises rise,

Who gave his life a sacrifice;
Now he appears before our God,
And for our pardon pleads his blood.

WA73.

301.

Purifying.
" The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all

sin."-1 Jno. 1. (C. M.) I MY God, my God, to thee I cry,

Thee only would I know,
Thy purifying blood apply,

And wash me white as snow
% Behold for me the victim bleeds,

His wounds are open'd wide,
For me the blood of sprinkling pleado

And apeaks me justify'd.

3 () could I lose myself in theè,

Thy depth of mercy prove,
Thou vast, unfathomable sea

Of unexhausted love!

WESLE :

302.

Pardoning. “ We have redemption through his blood."

Eph. 1. (C. M.)
I SURPRISING grace, and such were we,

By nature and by sin,
Heirs of inmortal misery,

Unholy and unclean.
2 But we are wash'd in Jesu's bloud,

We're pardon'd through his name
Aud the good spirit of our God
Has sanctify'd our frame.

WATTS 303.

Atoning.
“ How much more shall the blood of Christ."

Heb. y. (L. M.)
I THY blood, dear Lord, which thou hast spilt,

Can make this rocky heart to melt,
Thy blood can make me clean within,

Thy blood can pardon all iny sin.
2 'Tis on th' atonement of that blood,

I now approach to thee, my God,
This is my hope, this is my claim,
Jesus has died, and wash'd me clean.
On this rich blood niy faith is found,
And on this hope I fix my ground;
Soun shall I reach the eternal shore,
Where doubts and fears prevail no more.

CENNICK.