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XX. To Jefus Christ.

Thou in whom the gentiles truft,

Ο Thou only holy, only just ;

Affift us to adore thy name,
Jefus, unchangeably the fame.

2 If angels, while to thee they fing,
Wrap up their faces in their wing;
How fhall we, finful duft, draw nigh,
Thy great and awful majesty!

3 Glory to thee, O fpotlefs Lamb!
Thou holy Lord, thou great I AM!
With all our powers; thy name we bless,
Our joy, our peace, our righteousness !

4 Live ever glorious Jefus ! live,
Worthy all bleffings to receive;
Worthy on high, enthron'd to fit,
With ev'ry power beneath thy feet!

5 Bleffings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the curfe for finful man;
Let angels found his facred name,
And every creature say, A ME N...

XXI. The fame.

NOME let us all unite to praise,
The Saviour of mankind;

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Our thankful hearts in folemn lays,
Be with our voices join'd.

2 But how fhall duft his worth declare,
When angels try in vain ;

Their faces veil when they appear,
Before the fon of man.

3 Silent O Lord! we would not be,"
By love we are constrain'd,

To offer our best thanks to thee,
Our Saviour and our friend!

4 Tho' feeble are our beft effays,
Thy love will not defpife;

Our grateful fongs of humble praise,
Our well-meant facrifice.

5 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness fhew,
And spread abroad thy fame;
Let ev'ry heart with praife o'erflow,
And blefs thy facred name.

6. Worship and honour, thanks and love,
Be to our Jefus given !
By men below-by hofts above,

By all in earth and heaven!

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ALVATION! O the joyful found!
What pleasure to our ears!

A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound,

A cordial for our fears.

2 Salvation

2 Salvation! let the eccho fly,
The fpacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky,
Confpire to raise the found.

3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb!
To thee the praise belongs;
Salvation fhall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.

XXIII. Striving to praise Christ.

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ET us the fheep, by Jesus nam'd,
Our tender fhepherd bless;

Let us, whom Jefus hath redeem'd,
Shew forth our thankfulness.

2 Not unto us, to thee alone,
Be praise and glory giv'n;
Here fhall thy praises be begun,
And carry'd on in heav'n.

3 The happy fpirits now with thee,
Eternal anthems fing!
To imitate them here, lo! we
Our hallelujah's bring.

4 Had we our tongues like them infpir'd,
Like theirs, our fongs fhould rise ;
Like them, we never fhould be tir'd,
But love the facrifice.

5 Till we this veil of flesh lay down,
Accept our weaker lays ;

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And when O Lord! we reach thy throne,
We'll join in nobler lays.

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XXIV.

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Confidence.

ITH all my pow'rs of heart and tongue,
I'll praise my maker in my fong;
Angels fhall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.

2- I'll fing thy truth and mercy Lord:
I'll fing the wonders of thy word:
Not all thy works and names below,
So much thy pow'r, and glory fhew...

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To God I cry'd when troubles rofe ;
He heard me, and subdu'd my foes;
He did my rifing fears controul,
And ftrength diffus'd thro' all my foul.

Amidst a thousand fnäres I ftand,
Upheld, and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting foul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.

XXV. Joy in Christ.

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Y dear Redeemer, dying Lord,
I love to hear of thee;

Thy name doth grace and life afford,

To finful fouls like me.

2 Thy precious name fo warms my heart, And fets my foul on flame;

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I wou'd not Lord, from thee depart,
But always love thy name.

3 I live, because my Saviour dy'd,
Above the pow'r of fin ;:
Hereby I'm freely justify'd,.
Because he rofe again.

4 Chrift lives in me, and I in him,
The happy life of faith;
E'er long he will deftroy my fin,
And quite abolish death.

XXVI. Living by Faith.

'N Sure my foul's anchor may remain ;.

WOW I have found the ground wherein,

The wounds of Jefus for my fin,

The Lamb of God, for finners flain ;;
On him alone, my foul shall stay,
When heav'n and earth shall pass away.

2 Father! thy everlasting grace,
Our scanty thought surpasses far;
Thy heart ftill melts with tenderness,
Thy arms of love still open are,
The worft of finners to receive,
That mercy they may tafte and live.

3 O love thou bottomless abyfs!
My fins are swallow'd up in thee;
Cover'd is my unrighteousness,
My foul from.condemnation free,

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