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Thy never-changing office stands,
Eternal, as thy days.]

e 5 Once in the circuit of a year,
With blood-but not his own,
Aaron within the vail appears,
Before the golden throne.

0 6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood,
Ascends above the skies;
And, in the presence of our God,
Shows his own sacrifice.

o 7 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns
On Zion's heavenly hill;

Looks like a lamb that has been slain,
And wears his priesthood still.
-8 He ever lives-to intercede
Before his Father's face;

Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.

HYMN 146. L. M. Oporto. Nantwich. [*]

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The Excellencies of Christ.

O worship at Emmanuel's feet, See in his face what wonders meet; Earth is too narrow to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 The whole creation can afford But some faint shadows of my Lord; Nature, to make his beauties known, Must mingle colours, not her own. 3 [Is HE compar'd to wine or bread? Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed: That flesh, that dying blood of thine, Is bread of life, is heavenly wine. 4 Is HE a Tree? The world receives Salvation from his healing leaves:

That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough,
Is David's root and offspring too.

5 Is HE a Rose? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields:
Or if the Lily he assume,

The valleys bless the rich perfume.
6 Is HE a Vine? His heavenly root
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit;

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Oh let a lasting union join

My soul to Christ, the living vine.
7 Is HE the Head? Each member lives,
And owns the vital power he gives ;
The saints below and saints above,
Join'd by his Spirit and his love.
8 Is HE a Fountain? There I bathe,
And heal the plague of sin and death:
These waters all my soul renew,
And cleanse my spotted garments too.
9 Is HE a Fire? He'll purge my days;
But the true gold sustains no loss;
Like a refiner shall he sit,

And tread the refuse with his feet.

10 Is HE a Rock? How firm he proves! The Rock of Ages never moves:

Yet the sweet streams, that from him flow,
Attend us all the desert through.

11 Is HE a Way? He leads to God;
The path is drawn in lines of blood:
There would I walk with hope and zeal,
Till I arrive at Sion's hill.

12 Is HE a Door? I'll enter in;
Behold the pastures large and green:
A Paradise divinely fair;

None but the sheep have freedom there.
13 Is HE design'd a Corner-Stone,-
For men to build their heaven upon?
I'll make him my foundation too;
Nor fear the plots of hell below.
14 Is HE a Temple? I adore
Th' indwelling Majesty and Power:
And still, to his most holy place,
Whene'er I pray, I turn my face.

15 Is HE a Star? He breaks the night,
Piercing the shades with dawning light:
I know his glories from afar;

I know the bright, the Morning-Star.
16 Is HE a Sun? His beams are grace;
His course is joy and righteousness:
Nations rejoice, when he appears,

To chase the clouds, and dry their tears.]

e 17 Oh, let me climb those higher skies, Where storms and darkness never rise! o There he displays his powers abroad, And shines and reigns, th' incarnate God. g 18 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven his full resemblance bears; His beauties we can never trace, 'Till we behold him face to face.

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HYMN 147. L. M. Green's. [*]
Names and Titles of Christ.
IS from the treasure of his word,
I borrow titles for my Lord;
Nor art, nor nature, can supply
Sufficient forms of majesty.

2 Bright Image of the Father's face,
Shining with undiminish'd rays;
Th' eternal God's eternal Son,
The heir and partner of his throne.

3 The King of kings, the Lord most high,
Writes his own name upon his thigh;
He wears a garment dipp'd in blood,
And breaks the nations with his rod.
4 Where grace can neither melt, nor move,
The Lamb resents his injur'd love,
Awakes his wrath, without delay-
And Judah's Lion tears the prey.

5 But when for works of peace he comes,
What winning titles he assumes!
Light of the world, and Life of men;
Nor bears those characters in vain..

6 With tender pity in his heart,
He acts the Mediator's part;
A Friend and Brother he appears,
And well fulfils the names he wears.

7 At length the Judge his throne ascends,
Divides the rebels from his friends;

And saints, in full fruition, prove

His rich variety of love.]

HYMN 148. P. M. Allerton. [*]

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Scriptural Titles of Christ.

ITH cheerful voice I sing
The titles of my Lord;

And borrow all the names

Of honour from his word;

Nature and art

Can ne'er supply

Sufficient forms
Of majesty.

e 2 In Jesus we behold
His Father's glorious face,
Shining for ever bright,
With mild and lovely rays:

-Th' eternal God's Inherits and
Eternal Son

g 3

1

Partakes the throne.

The sovereign King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high,—
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh:

His name is call'd
The Word of God;

-4

He rules the earth
With iron rod.

When promises and grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb resents
The injuries of his love:

u Awakes his wrath As lions roar,

Without delay,

And tear the prey.

b 5 But, when for works of peace The great Redeemer comes, What gentle characters,

What titles he assumes!

Light of the World, Nor will he bear

And Life of men!

0 6

Those names in vain.

Immense compassion reigns

In our Emmanuel's heart,
When he descends to act

A Mediator's part.

He is a Friend,

Divinely kind,

And Brother too; Divinely true.

8 7 At length the Lord, the Judge,

His awful throne ascends,

And drives the rebels far

From favourites and friends:

Then shall the saints | The heights and depths

HYMN 149. L. M. Leeds. [*]

JOIN

Offices of Christ.

1[TOIN all the names of love and power,
That ever men or angels bore;
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Or set Emmanuel's glory forth.
2 But oh, what condescending ways
He takes, to teach his heavenly grace!
My eyes, with joy and wonder, see
What forms of love he bears to me.
3 The Angel of the Cov'nant stands,
With his commission in his hands,
Sent from his Father's milder throne,
To make the great salvation known.
4 Great Prophet! let me bless thy name;
By thee the joyful tidings came,
Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdu'd, and peace with heaven.
5 My bright Example, and my Guide,
I would be walking near thy side;
O let me never run astray,
Nor follow the forbidden way.

6 I love my Shepherd, he will keep
My wand'ring soul amongst his sheep;
He feeds his flocks, he calls their names,
And in his bosom bears the lambs.
7 My Surety undertakes my cause,
Answering his Father's broken laws:
Behold my soul at freedom set!
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.

8 Jesus, my great High Priest, has dy'd,
I seek no sacrifice beside;

His blood did once for all atone,

And now it pleads, before the throne.
9 My Advocate appears on high;
The Father lays his thunder by:
Not all that earth, or hell, can say
Shall turn my Father's heart away.
10 My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King,
Thy sceptre, and thy sword I sing;
Thine is the vict'ry, and I sit,
A joyful subject, at thy feet.

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