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For, more than all that can be said
Of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Head,
Doth sparkle in our heart's recesses:
The blessed fruits of his distresses
We richly can enjoy by faith,
While meditating on his death.

4 Christ's agony, his death and blood Shall be our joy and consolation, The grace unmerited bestow'd

On us our constant meditation;
Fresh proofs of his fidelity,
And Shepherd-care we daily see;
He will continue still to feed us,
Till he at last will thither lead us,
Where all his glories shall be seen
Without a vail to intervené.

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ONE view, Lord Jesus, of thy passion
Will make the fainting spirit glad;
This yields us solid consolation,
When thy dear blood, so freely shed,
Pervades and heals both soul and body,
When thou dost give to us thy peace;
Ah, then our arms of faith are ready,
Thy cross, O Jesus, to embrace !

2 No drop of blood thou deemd'st too precious,

Toshed for worthless worms like me; O that thy fire of love, dear Jesus,

Inflam'd my heart with love to thee! May thy atoning death and passion, Thy agony and bitter pain, Until my final consummation

Deep in my heart engrav'd remain, 3 O might I live in the enjoyment

Of all my Lord for me hath gain'd! Might this be daily my employment, To muse upon what he sustain'd! may his hands, whereon engraven My poor&worthless name doth stand, Support me, till I in the haven

T. 14.

Of endless joy shall safely land.
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MY life-supplying element
Is Jesus' blood and death:
My soul is eagerly intent

To live therein by faith;
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2 Lord Jesus! who is like to thee! O might by night and day My spirit upon Calvary,

That scene of suff'ring, stay.

3 How that blest moment I regard, When thou didst bow thy head! O had my list'ning ear but heard The groan that left thee dead! 4 How highly favor'd had I been, Had I with John stood by, And beloved Saviour seen my In keenest anguish die!

5 Beholding, with deep reverence, Thy side for me then pierc'd, With what emotion had I thence

Seen blood and water burst!

6 It is as tho' my eyes now view'd This heart-affecting sight, And ev'ry scene depicted stood 'Fore me in clearest light.

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O might thy dying love divine

Become to me more clear, And smile in ev'ry smile of mine,

And flow in ev'ry tear.

8 When I départ, my latest breath

To thee, Lord, shall ascend, As a thank-off'ring for thy death; Thus, blest my race will end.

102.* T. 14.

SEE, world, upon the shameful tree
Thy Maker sinks in death!
Cover'd with stripés and wounds for

Thy Saviour yields his breath. [thee 2 Behold his body stain'd with blood, Out of his tender heart

Deep sighs and groans he sends to God In his excessive smart.

3 Thou Prince of glory knew'st no sin; What caus'd thee then such pain? Thou harmless, undefil'd and clean, What caus'd thee to be slain ?

4 My sins, as num'rous as the sands Upon the ocean's shore,

Have been the cruel, murd'rous hands That wounded thee so sore.

5 What anguish, what tormenting pain 6 Joy for thy torments we receive,

Thy soul did rack and tear!

All this thou freely didst sustain,
But I deserv'd to bear.

6 Thou on thy shoulders took'st the
To ease my burden'd heart: [whole,
Thou bar'st the curse, to bless my soul,
And heal'st me by thy smart

7 Thy wondrous love to evidence Thou wouldst my Surety be:

Thyself wouldst pay my debt immense, Thereby to set me free.

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BEHOLD the Saviour of the world
Imbru'd with sweat and gore,
Expiring on th' accursed cross,

Where he our sorrows bore!
2 Compassion for man's fallen race
Brought down God's only Son,
To veil in flesh his radiant face,

And for their sins atone.

3 Who can to love his name forbear, That of his suff'rings hears,

And finds the ransom of his soul
Was blood as well as tears?

4 When earth and hell's malicious
Encompass'd thee around, [pow'rs
Thy sacred blood, O Son of God,
Stream'd forth from ev'ry wound:
5 Till death's pale ensigns o'er thy

cheeks,

And trembling lips were spread; Till light forsook thy dying eyes, And life thy drooping head.

Life in thy death have found; For the reproaches of thy cross Shall be with glory crown'd.

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WHEN I by faith my Saviour see Expiring on the cross for me, Satan and sin no more can move, For I am fill'd with Jesus' love. 2 His thorns and nails pierce thro' my heart,

In ev'ry groan I bear a part;

I view his wounds with streaming eyes;
But see! he bows his head, and dies!
3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of
God,

Wounded and dead, & bath'd in blood!
Behold his side, and venture near,
The well of endless life is here.
4 Here I forget my cares and pains;
I drink, yet still my thirst remains;
Only the fountain-head above
Can satisfy the thirst of love.

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BEHOLD the loving Son of God
Stretch'd out upon the tree;
Behold him shed his precious blood,
And die for
and me.

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2 Why is his body rack'd with pains,

And wrung with keenest smart? Why flows the blood from all his veins, Why torn with grief his heart? 3 All righteousness did he fulfil, No sin did ever know; He never thought nor acted ill; Why was he wounded so? 4 Alas! I know the reason why: Our num'rous sins he bore; This caus'd his bitter agony,

This wounded him so sore.

5 But hence our confidence begins;
For we may boldly say,

That thus, by bearing all our sins,
He took them all

away.

6 Our God is fully reconcil'd, His justice satisfy'd;

Each sinner may become his child, Since Jesus bled and dy❜d.

2 His flesh is torn with whips and nails;
His strength decays, his spirit fails:
His side is pierc'd, his heart is broke:
Our sins upon himself he took.

3 The thieves expiring on each side
Proclaim the crimes for which they dy'd:
But what, dear Saviour, hast thou done?
Thou dyd'st for sin, but not thine own.
4 Jesus, and didst thou bleed for me?
O great, O boundless mystery!
Ibow my head in deep amaze,
And silently adore thy grace.

108.

T. 582. GO forth in spirit, go

To Calv'ry's holy mount; See there thy Friend between two Suff'ring on thy account. [thieves,

2 Fall at his cross's foot,

And say, "My God and Lord, Here let me dwell, and view those wounds,

Which life for me procur'd.",

3 Fix on that face thine eye;

Why dost thou backward shrink? What a base rebel thou hast been To Christ, thou now dost think.

4 Fear not; for this is he

Who always loves us first,

And with white robes of righteousness Delights to deck the worst.

5 Or art thou at a loss

What thou to him shalt say? Be but sincere, and all thy case Just as it is display.

7 Come then, ye needy sinners, come, 6 His blood thy cause will plead,

If ye accept, he'll give;

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O suffer him to lead Whoever will, may live.

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Thy plaintive cry he'll hear, Look with an eye of pity down, And grant thee all thy pray'r.

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BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind

Nail'd to the shameful tree; How vast the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee!

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hath dy'd;

2 Hark how he groans! while nature Th' incarnate God for me
And earth's strong pillars bend; (shakes, My Lord, my Love is crucify'd!
The temple's vail in sunder breaks,
2 Behold him, all ye that pass by,
The solid marbles rend.

3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid,
"Tis finish'd!" Jesus cries;
Behold he bows his sacred head,
He bows his head, and dies.
4 Salvation thus did he obtain,
O mystery divine!

O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
Was ever love like thine!

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T. 22.

110.
THE cross, the cross, O that's my gain,
Because on that the Lamb was slain;
"Twas there my Lord was crucify'd,
'Twas there my Saviour for me dy'd.
2 The stony heart dissolves in tears,
When to our view the cross appears;
Christ's dying love, when truly felt,
The vilest, hardest heart doth melt.
3 Here will I stay, and gaze a while
Upon the Friend of sinners vile;
Abas'd, I view what I have done
To God's eternal, gracious Son.
4 Here I behold, as in a glass,
God's glory, with unveiled face;
And by beholding, I shall be
Made like to Him who loved me.
5 Here is an ensign on a hill,
Come hither, sinners, look your fill;
To look aside, is pain and loss;
I glory only in the cross.

6 Here doth the Lord of life proclaim
To all the world his saving name;
Repenting souls, in him believe;
Ye wounded, look on him and live.
7 No flaming sword doth guard the place,
Thecross of Christ proclaims free grace:
All pilgrims who would heaven win,
By Jesus' cross must enter in,

111. T. 96.

O Love divine, what hast thou done!
Th' incarnate God hath dy'd for me!
The Father's co-eternal Son

Bore all my sins upon the tree:

The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
Come see, ye worms, your Maker die,
And say, was ever grief like his!
Come feel, with me, his blood apply'd:
My Lord, my Love is crucify'd!
3 Is crucify'd for me and you,

To bring us rebels back to God;
Believe, believe the record true,
Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood:
Pardon for all flows from his side;
My Lord, my Love is crucify'd!
4 Then let us sit beneath his cross,

And gladly catch the healing stream,
All things for him account but loss,

And all give up our hearts to him O may we nothing know beside The Lamb of God as crucify'd.

112. T. 11.

LET me dwell on Golgotha,
Weep and love my life away!
While I see him on the tree
Weep, and bleed, and die, for me!
2 That dear blood, for sinners spilt,
Shows my sin in all its guilt:
Ah! my soul, he bore thy load;
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God.

3 Hark! his dying word: "Forgive,
Father, let the sinner live;
I thy ransom freely pay."
Sinner, wipe thy tears away,

4 While I hear this grace reveal'd,
And obtain my pardon seal'd,
All my soft affections move,
Waken'd by the force of love.
5 Farewell world, thy gold is dross,
Now I see the blood-stain'd cross;
Jesus dy'd to set me free

From the law, and sin, and thee!
6 He hath dearly bought my soul
Lord, accept, and claim the whole!
To thy will I all resign,

Now, no more my own, but thine.

T. 583.

113.
I Kneel in spirit at my Saviour's cross,
Where he in blood expired for his foes:
With deepest rev'rence humbly I adore
Mydying Lord who all my sorrows bore.

Now freely floweth

As Lord and God. :||:
On him, who Jesus knoweth
4 We are redeem'd,
Redeem'd to endless bliss,
Our souls rejoice at this;
2 I, sinful worm, with awe before him With hearts enlarged,
bow,
[view: We see our debt discharged,
While I the deep unfathom'd myst'ry Our ransom paid. :||:
Poor man must highly valu'd be indeed, 5 O sing again,
For whom so great a ransom-price was Sing still in higher strain
paid.
[maintain, Unto the Lamb once slain;
Bring for salvation
Praise, thanks and adoration,
Hallelujah! :||:

3 This blessed truth I firmly will
That my
Creator for my sins was slain:
May this constrain me gladly to obey,
And love the Lord, who took my sins
away.

114.

T. 232.
BEHOLD, my soul, the Lamb of God
Baptiz'dwith tears,and sweat, and blood,
Spent, comfortless, forsaken:
See, how he bows his head and dies,
While to the world the sun denies
His light, and rocks are shaken.
My dear Redeemer, let thy smart
Subdue cold and lifeless heart;
my
Teach me thy dying love to know,
And in return with love to glow:
Thy love divine-My heart incline,
Lord, to be thine,

Till I in death my soul resign.

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T. 14.

116.
THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plung'd beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoic'd to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,

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