CHRIST.

HIS PERSON AND CHARACTER.

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RE the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad,
From everlasting was the Word;

With God He was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be adored.

2 By His own power were all things made;
By Him supported all things stand:
He is the whole creation's Head,
And angels fly at His command.

3 But lo! He leaves those heavenly forms,
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That He may converse hold with worms,
Drest in such feeble flesh as they.

4 Mortals with joy beheld His face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son;
How full of truth! how full of grace!
When through His form the Godhead shone.

5 Archangels leave their high abode,
To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The love of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel.

104 (347).

HOSANNA to the royal Son

Of David's ancient line,

His natures two, His person one,
Mysterious and divine.

2 The root of David, here we find,
And offspring is the same;

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Eternity and time are join'd
In our Immanuel's name.

3 Blest He that comes to wretched men
With peaceful news from heaven;
Hosannas of the highest strain

To Christ the Lord be given.

4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take
Th' hosanna on their tongues,

Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break
Their silence into songs.

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E who on earth as man was known,

Hawa bore our sins and pains,

Now seated on th' eternal throne,
The God of glory reigns.

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide
With an unerring skill,

And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey His sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumber'd sound His praise In yonder world above,

His saints on earth admire His ways
And glory in His love.

4 This land, through which His pilgrims go, Is desolate and dry;

But streams of grace from Him o'erflow,
Their thirst to satisfy.

5 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,

To this almighty Rock they run,
And find a pleasing shade.

6 How glorious He! how happy they
In such a glorious Friend!

Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.

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HOU art the way; to Thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, through Thee.

2 Thou art the truth; Thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;

Thou only canst instruct the mind,
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the life; the rending tomb
Proclaims Thy conqu'ring arm;
And those who put their trust in Thee,
Nor death nor hell shall harm.

4 Thou art the way, the truth, the life;
Grant us to know that way,

That truth to keep, that life to win,
Which leads to endless day.

107.

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'VE found the pearl of greatest price;

I'My heart doth sing for joy;

And sing I must, for Christ is mine-
Christ shall my song employ.

2 Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King: My Prophet full of light;

My great High Priest before the throne;
My King of heavenly might.

3 For He indeed is Lord of lords,
And He the King of kings;
He is the Sun of Righteousness,
With healing in His wings.

4 Christ is my Peace: He died for me,
For me He gave His blood;
And, as my wondrous sacrifice,
Offered Himself to God.

5 Christ Jesus is my All in All,
My comfort and my love;
My life below, and He shall be
My joy and crown above.

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NE there is above all others

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Friend;

His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end.

2 Which of all our friends, to save us,

Could or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died to have us
Reconciled in Him to God.

3 When He lived on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was His name;
Now, above all glory raised,

He rejoices in the same.

4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We, alas! forget too often

What a Friend we have above.

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WITH joy we meditate the grace
our High Priest above:

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His heart is made of tenderness
It melts with pitying love.

2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For He hath felt the same.

3 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Pour'd out His cries and tears;
And, in His measure, feels afresh
What every member bears.

4 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;

The bruised reed He never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.

5 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and His power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.

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HIS MISSION.

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TOY to the world! the Lord has come!

J Let earth receive her King:

Let ev'ry heart.prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ;