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5 And lo! the Son of God is slain

To be this Mediator crown'd;
In him, my soul, be cleans'd from stain,
In him thy righteousness be found.


55. C. M. Steele.
Jesus the Saviour of Sinners.
THE Saviour! O what boundless charms

THESa vioune blistal bound!

Its influence every fear disarms,

And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine,

In rich effusion flow,
For guilty rebels lost in sin,

And doom'd to endless woe.
3 In our first parents' crime we feel,

Our blood, our vital breath,
Deep ting'd with all the seeds of ill,

Sad heirs to sin and death.
4 Wrapt in the gloom of sad despair,

We helpless, hopeless lay;
But sovereign mercy found us there,

And smild our fears away.
5 O the rich depths of love divine!

Of bliss, a boundless store;
Dear Saviour, bid me call thee mine,
And I desire no more.

56. C. M. Steele.
We love him because he first loved us.
ESUS! in thy transporting name

Jesus, the angels' sweetest theme,

The wonder of the skies!

2 Didst thou forsake thy radiant throne

And boundless realms of bliss,
For man to suffer, bleed and groan?

Was ever love like this!
3 Through the deep horrors of thy pain,

Thy love triumphant smild; Earthtrembled at the dreadful scene,

And heaven was reconcil'd.
4 Is there a heart that will not bend

To thy divine control ?
Descend, O sovereign love, descend,

And melt the stubborn soul.
5 O may our willing powers confess

Thy sweet, thy gentle sway;
Glad captives of resistless grace,
Thy pleasing rule obey.

57. L. M. Fawcett.
Christ a Bridegroom and Husband.

His life my wretched soul to save;
Resolv’d to make his mercy known,

He kindly claims me for his own. 2 Rebellious, I against him strove,

Till melted and constrain'd by love;
With sin and self I freely part,

The heavenly bridegroom wins my heart. 3 My guilt and wretchedness he knows,

Yet takes and owns me for his spouse;
My debts he pays and sets me free,

And makes his riches o'er to me. 4 My filthy rags are laid aside,

He clothes me as becomes his bride,
Himself bestows my wedding-dress,

The robe of perfect righteousness. 5 Lost in astonishment I see,

Jesus, thy boundless love to me;
With angels I thy grace adore,
And long to love and praise thee more.

6 Since thou wilt take me for thy bride,

Keep me, O Saviour, near thy side;
I fain would give thee all my heart,
Nor ever from my lord depart.

58. C. M. Newton.
Thy name is as ointment poured forth. Cant. i. 3
TOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away fus fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast, 'Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary rest. 3 Dear name! the rock on which I build,

My shield and hiding place; My never-failing treasury, fillid

With boundless stores of grace.
4 Jesus! my shepherd, husband, friend,

My prophet, priest, and king;
My Lord, my life, my way, my end,

Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of

And cold my warmest thought; But when I see thee as thou art,

I'll praise thee as I ought. 6 Till then I would thy love proclaim

With every fleeting breath; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death.

59. C. M. Doddridge.

Jesus precious. 1 Peter ii. 7. CESUS, I love thy charming name, Fain would I sound it out so loud

That earth and heaven might hear.

my heart,

JESis music to my ear;

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul,

My transport and my trust ;
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,

And gold is sordid dust.
3 All my capacious powers can wish,

In thee doth richly meet;
Nor to my eyes is light so dear,

Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,

And shed its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,

The cordial of its care.
5 I'll speak the honours of thy name

With my last lab’ring breath;
And dying, clasp thee in my arms,
The antidote of death.

60. C. M. Relief Hymns.

Christ the Prophet of the Church. GREAT Prophet of the ransom'd church, For stores of wisdom let us search

Thy word, the sacred mine. 2 Jesus, great oracle of truth,

O may we learn of thee!
Receive true wisdom from thy mouth,

And live from error free.
3 One great event, by thee foretold,

Teach us to keep in view ;-
Thy coming '—when we shall behold,

And show thy glory too.
4 Till then let all thy people here,

Walk with increasing light ;
And when thy glory shall appear,
Welcome the joyful sight.

61. C. M. Relief Hymns.
Wisdomn's Royal Bounty.

Instruction's warning voice,

And who celestial wisdom makes

His early, only choice!
2 For she has treasures greater far

Than east or west unfold;
And her rewards more precious are

Than all their stores of gold.
3 In her right hand she holds to view

A length of happy days;
Riches, with splendid honours join'd,

Are what her left displays. .
4 She guides the young with innocence

In pleasure's path to tread;
A crown of glory she bestows

Upon the hoary head.
5 According as her labours rise,

So her rewards increase;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.

62. L. M. Dobell's Selection.
True Wisdom. Prov. iii. 13, 18.


The blessing of God's chosen race, The wisdom coming from above,

The faith that sweetly works by love. 2 Happy is he who thus can say,

“The Lord, the Saviour, died for me;" The gift unspeakable obtains;

And heavenly understanding gains. 3 Her ways are ways of pleasantness,

And all her flowery paths are peace;
Wisdom to silver we prefer,

And gold is dross compar'd to her. 4 He finds, who wisdom apprehends,

A life begun that never ends; The tree of life divine she is, Set in the midst of Paradise.

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