Our ever-present Guide. ESUS, the Lord of glory, died,
And now he reigns supreme, to guide His people to the sky.
2 Weak though we are, he still is near, To lead, console, defend;
In all our sorrow, all our fear,
Our all-sufficient Friend.
3 From His high throne in bliss, he deigns Our every prayer to heed;
Bears with our folly, soothes our pains, Supplies our every need.
4 And from his love's exhaustless spring, Joys like a river come,
To make the desert bloom and sing, O'er which we travel home.
5 O Jesus, there is none like thee, Our Saviour and our Lord;
Through earth and heaven exalted be, Beloved, obey'd, adored.
Our great High Priest.
SEE where our great High Pries Before the Lord appears,
And on his loving breast
The tribes of Israel bears: Never without his people seen, The Head of all believing men, 2 With him, the Corner-stone, The living stones conjoin; Christ and his Church are one,- One body and one vine;
For us he uses all his powers, And all he has, or is, is ours.
3 The path of Christ our Head The members all pursue,
By his good Spirit led
To act and suffer too:
Like him, the toil, the cross, sustain, Till, glorious all, like him we reign.
1st P. M. 6 lines 88.
His everlasting Priesthood. THOU eternal Victim, slain A sacrifice for guilty man, By the eternal Spirit made An off'ring in the sinner's stead,- Our everlasting Priest art thou, Pleading thy death for sinners now. 2 Thy off'ring still continues new; Thy vesture keeps its crimson bue; Thou art the ever-slaughter'd Lamb, Thy priesthood still remains the same; Thy years, O Lord, can never fail; Thy goodness is unchangeable. 30 that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as thy love: Sure evidence of things unseen, Passing the years that intervene, Now let it view upon the tree The Lord, who bleeds and dies for me.
Intercourse between earth and heaven.
EDEEMER of mankind!
REW on the Name rely,
A constant intercourse we find Open'd 'twixt earth and sky. 2 Mercy, and grace, and peace, Descend through thee alone; And thou dost all our services Present before the throne.
3 On us the Father's love Is for thy sake bestow'd; Thou art our Advocate above, Thou art our way to God.
4 Our way to God we trace; And, through thy Name forgiven,
From step to step, from grace to grace, By thee ascend to heaven.
Fulness and sufficiency of the Atonement. JESUS, thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress: 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay! Fully absolved through these I am,- From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came,- Who died for me, e'en me to' atone,- Now for my Lord and God I own. 4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood,- Which, at the mercy-seat of God, Forever doth for sinners plead, For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 5 Lord, I believe were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made.
LL hail the power of Jesus' namel Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all,
2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ranson'd from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all.
3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all.
4 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all.
50 that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all.
The Redeemer on his throne. ANTHRONED is Jesus now, Upon his heavenly seat; The kingly crown is on his brow, The saints are at his feet.
2 In shining white they stand,- A great and countless throng; A palmy sceptre in each hand, On every lip a song.
3 They sing the Lamb of God, Once slain on earth for them;
The Lamb, through whose atoning blood Each wears his diadem.
4 Thy grace, O Holy Ghost,
Thy blessed help supply,
That we may join that radiant host, Triumphant in the sky.
Praises to our Prophet, Priest, and King,
IN all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew,
Or angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak his worth,- Too mean to set the Saviour forth.
2 Great Prophet of our God, Our tongues shall bless thy Name; By thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came,- The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 3 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has shed his blood and died; The guilty conscience needs No sacrifice beside: His precious blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. 4 0 thou almighty Lord, Our Conqueror and King, Thy sceptre and thy sword, Thy reigning grace, we sing:
Thine is the power; behold we sit In willing bonds beneath thy feet.
9th P. M. 87, 87, 87, 87.
Our Paschal Lamb.
HAIL thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame! By thy merits we find favour; Life is given through thy name.
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