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C. M.
Flis amazing love.
PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,
Withont one cheering beam of hope,

Or spark of glimn'ring day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of peace

Beheld our helpless grief:
He saw, and (0, amazing love !)

He flew to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above,

With joyful baste he Hed;
Enter'd the grave in mortal Aesh,

And dwelt among the dead.
4 0 for this love let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues,

The Saviour's praises speak.
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys;

Strike all yonr barps of gold;
But when you raise your lighest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

Our ransom paid.
Our sins on Christ were laid ;
Our ransom-price he fully paid

la groans, and tears, and blood.
2 To save a world, he dies;
Sinners, behold the Lamb!
To bin lift up your longing eyes;

Seek mercy in his naine.
3 Pardon and peace abound;

He will your sins forgive;
Salvation in his nanie is found,-

He bids the sinner live,

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4 Jests, we look to thee ;

Where else can sinners gof
Thy boundless love shull set us free
From wretchedness and wo.

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Love divine. 0

LOVE divine, what hast thou done!

The incarnate God hath died for me!
The Father's co-eternal Son,

Bere all my sins upon the tree !
The Son of God for me bath died:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.
2 Behold him, all ye that pass by,-

The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
Come see, ye wornis, your Saviour die,

And any, was ever grief like his !
Cone, feel with me bis blood applied :
My Lord, my Love, is crucified:
8 Is crucified 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 froin his side:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.
4 Then let 18 sit beneath his cross,

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

And give up all our hearts to him:
Of notling think or speak beside,
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.

C. M.
Ile died for thee.
EHOLD the Saviour of mankind

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How vast the love that him inclined

To bleed and die for thee!

2 Hark! how he groans, while nature shakes

And earth's strong pillars bend :
The temple's veil iu sunder breaks,-
· The solid marbles rend.
3 'Tis done! the precious ransom 's paid !

Receive my soul ! he cries :
See where he bows his sacred head;

He bows his head, and dies.
4 But soon he 'll break death's envious chain,
And in full glory shine :
O Lamb of God, was ever pain,

Was ever love, like thine ? 135

L. M. The hidings of the Father's face. FROM Calvary a cry was heard,

A bitter and heart-rending cry; My Saviour! every mournful word

Bespeaks thy soul's deep agony. 2 A horror of great darkness fell

On thee, thou spotless, holy One! And all the swarming hosts of bell

Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace, These thou couldst bear, nor once repine, But when Jehovah veil'd his face,

Unutterable pangs were thine. 4 Let the dumb world its silence break;

Let pealing anthems rend the sky; Awake, my sluggish soul, awake!

He died, that we might never die. 5 Lord! on thy cross I fix mine eye : If e'er I lose its strong control, 0, let that dying, piercing cry: Melt and reclaim my wand'ring soul.

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4 For me the burden to sustain
Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid :
To heal me, thou hast borne the pain;

To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 3 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim,

How pay, the mighty debt I owet Let all I have, and all I am,

Ceaseless, to all, thiy glory show.
6 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs,
O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast,
Til, loosed from flesh and earth, I rise,
And ever in thy bosom rest.

S. M.
The water and the blood.

, is ,
By water and by blood;
Jesus is our at ming Lamb, -

Our sanctifying God.
2 See from his wounded side

The mingled current flow;
The water and the blood upplied

Shall wash us white as snow.
3 The water cannot cleanse,
Before the blood we feel,
To purge the guilt of all our sins,

And our forgiveness seal.
4 But both in Jesus join,

Who speaks our sins forgiven,
And gives the purity divine

That makes us meet for heaven. 139

The fountain gushing from His side. VE that pass by, behold the Man-

The Man of griefs-condemu's for you The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue.

L. M.

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