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The Divinity and Humanity of

'RE the blue heavens were stretched abroad,
From everlasting was the Word;
With God he was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be adored.

2 By his own power were all things made,
By him supported all things stand;
He is the whole creation's head,
And angels fly at his command.

3 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms,
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That he may converse hold with worms,
Dressed in such feeble flesh as they.
4 Mortals, with joy beheld his face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son;
How full of truth, how full of grace,
When through his eyes the Godhead shone!
5 Archangels leave their high abode,

To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The love of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel.

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Christ's Mission attested.

EHOLD, the blind their sight receive!
Behold, the dead awake and live!
The dumb speak wonders! and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name!

2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies!-the heavens in mourning stood!
He rises and appears a God!

Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die.
4 Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign,
Which bear credentials so divine.

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Healing Mercy.

JESUS, and didst thou condescend,
When vailed in human clay,

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To heal the sick, the lame, the blin
And drive disease away?

2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry,
And give the blind to see ?-
Jesus, thou Son of David, hear—
Have mercy, too, on me.

3 And didst thou pity mortal wo,
And sight and health restore?
Then pity, Lord, and save my soul,
Which needs thy mercy more.
4 Didst thou regard thy servant's cry,
When sinking in the wave?

I perish, Lord,-oh save my soul,
For thou alone canst save.

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Repentance at the Cross.

LAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head,
For such a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature's sin.

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

5 But floods of tears can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;

Here, Lord, I give myself away'Tis all that I can do.

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Redemption Finished.

HARK! the voice of love and mercy

Sounds aloud from Calvary!

See! it rends the rocks asunder

Shakes the earth-and vails the sky!
"It is finished!"-

Hear the dying Saviour cry.

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"It is finished!"-oh, what pleasure
Do these precious words afford!
Heavenly blessings, without measure,
Flow to us through Christ the Lord.
"It is finished!"

Saints, the dying words record.
3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ;
Join to sing the pleasing theme:
All in earth and all in heaven,
Join to praise Immanuel's name:
Hallelujah!

Glory to the bleeding Lamb.

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98 Christ's Humiliation and Exaltation. Isa. liii. 6, &c. S. M.

1 LIKE sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God;

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Each wand'ring in a different way,
But all the downward road.

How dreadful was the hour,
When God our wand'rings laid,
And did at once his vengeance pour,
Upon the Shepherd's head!

3 How glorious was the grace,

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When Christ sustained the stroke! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock.

His honor and his breath

Were taken both away;

Joined with the wicked in his death,
And made as vile as they.

But God shall raise his head

O'er all the sons of men,

And make him see a numerous seed
To recompense his pain.

"I'll give him," saith the Lord,
"A portion with the strong:

He shall possess a large reward,
And hold his honors long."

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Ye who feel the tempter's power:

Your Redeemer's conflict see;
Watch with him one bitter hour:

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Turn not from his griefs away; Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment-hall,

View the Lord of life arraigned: Oh the wormwood and the gall!

Oh the pangs his soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of Christ to bear the cross. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb : There, adoring at his feet, Mark that miracle of timeGod's own sacrifice complete: 66 It is finished," hear him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb,

Where they laid his breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom;

Who hath taken him away?

Christ is risen!-he seeks the skies;
Saviour, teach us so to rise.

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A Look from the Cross.

SAW One hanging on a tree,

I in agony and blood,

Who fixed his languid eyes on me,
As near the cross I stood.

2 Sure never, till my latest breath,
Can I forget that look ;

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It seemed to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.

3 My conscience felt and owned the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;

I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And helped to nail him there.

4 A second look he gave, which said-
"I freely all forgive;

This blood is for thy ransom paid,
I die that thou mayst live."

5 Thus, while his death my sin displays,

In all its blackest hue,

Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too.

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BURIED in shadows of the night,

We lie till Christ restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears,
Till his atoning blood appears;
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing, "The Lord our Righteousness."
3 Our very frame is mixed with sin,
His Spirit makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from his sufferings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.
4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains;
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.
5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess
Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness;
Thou art our mighty All, and we

Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. Watts.

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Salvation by Grace. Tit. iii. 3-7.

1 LORD, we confess our numerous faults,
How great our guilt has been;
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were sin.

2 But, O my soul, for ever praise,
For ever love his name,

Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
Of folly, sin, and shame.

3 'Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done;
But we are saved by sovereign grace,
Abounding through his Son.

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin;

'Tis by the water and the blood Our souls are washed from sin.

5 'Tis through the purchase of His death Who hung upon the tree,

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