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6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear,
Revives my heart and charms my ear;
Afords a balm for every wound,
Then I with love thy praise resound.
HYMN 331. As 50th Psalm.
God's love to the world in sending Christ for
its Redemption. John iii. 16. CING to the Lord a new melodious song :
Assist the choir, ye tribes of every tongue : Wide as the world his sov'reign mercy reigns ; Wide as the world resound the rapt'rous strains. Ye angels, join the joyful acclamation, And sing the love, that brings to men salvation. 2 His gracious eye beheld in full survey, Where Adam's race in mingled ruin lay; No human aid the danger could avert; No angel's band could soothe the raging smart : In his own breast divine compassion rises, And the grand scheme the host of Heav'n sur
prises. 3 God's only Son, with heav'nly glories bright, His Father's fairest image and delight, Justice and grace the victim have decreed To wear our flesh, and in that flesh to bleed : Prostrate in dust, ye sinners, all adore bim, And tremble, while your hearts rejoice before
him. 4 The wondrous work is done; the Cov’nant
stood, And Christ atones for human guilt with blood : Nail'd to the tree, he bows his sacred head ;
A mangled corpse he sojourns with the dead : Rising, the Gospel sends thro' ev'ry nation ; Sinners, believe, and gain complete salvation.
5 Father of grace, accept our humble praise ;
Oh, let it run through everlasting days i
And thou, blest Saviour, spotless Lamb of God,
Accept the souls dear-ransom'd with thy blood:
And to those songs from all our noble voices,
In which the choir round thy bright throne re-
HYMN 332. Eights and Sevens.
The Resurrection of Christ.
CEE the victorious Jesus come,
Rising triumphant from the tomb,
Th’ Almighty conq’ror quits the pris'n ;
And angels tell the Lord is ris'n.
Angels, angels, angels, angels,
Angels tell the Lord is ris'n.
2 Ye guilty souls that groan and grieve,
Hear the glad tidings, hear and live ;
God's righteous law is satisfy'd,
And justice now is on your side.
Justice, justice, justice, justice,
Justice now is on your side.
3 Your Surety, thus releas’d by God,
Pleads the rich ransom of his blood,
No new demand, no bar remains ;
But mercy now triumphant reigns.
Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy,
Mercy now triumphant reigns.
4 Believers, hail your rising Head,
See Jesus coming from the dead ;
Your resurrection's sure, through his,
To endless life, and boundless bliss.
Endless, endless, endless, endless,
Endless life, and boundless bliss.
HYMN 333., L. M.
The Institution of the Lord's Supper.
Matt. xxvi. 26—29.
TWAS on that night when doom'd to know,
1 The eager rage of ev'ry foe ;
That night in which he was betray'd,
The Saviour of the world took bread:
2 And, after thanks and glory giv'n,
To him that rules in earth and heav'n,
That symbol of his flesh he broke,
And thus to all his foll'wers spoke :
3 “ My broken body thus I give,
For you, for all, take, eat, and live,
And oft the sacred rite renew,
That brings my wondrous love to view."
4 Then in his hands the cup he rais'd,
And God anew he thank'd and prais'd;
While kindness in his bosom glow'd,
And from his lips salvation flow'd.
5 “ My blood I thus pour forth, he cries,
To cleanse the soul, in sin that lies;
In this the covenant is seal'd,
And heav'n's eternal grace reveal’d.
6 “ With love of man this cup is fraught,
Let all partake the sacred draught,
Through latest ages let it pour,
In mem'ry to my dying hour.”
HYMN 334. L. M.
Christ's Dying, Rising, and Reigning,
ITE dies! the Friend of sinners dies !
I Lo, Salem's daughters weep aroumd !
A solemn darkness veils the skies!
A sudden trembling shakes the ground!
2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two,
For him who groan'd beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richer blood !
3 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for men!
But lo! what sudden joys we see!
Jesus the dead revives again!
4 The rising God forsakes the tomb !
Up to his Father's court he flies;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies!
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high our great deliv'rer reigns!
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell,
And led devouring death in chains !
6 Say, “live for ever, wond'rous King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save !"
Then sing, “ () death, where is thy sting?
And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?"
HYMN 335. C. M.
An Invitation to the Gospel Feast.
Luke xiv. 22.
VE wretched, hungry, starving poor,
I Behold a royal feast !
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store,
For ev'ry humble guest.
2 See, Jesus stands with open arms;
He calls, he bids you come ;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;
But see, there yet is room.
3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart;
There love and pity meet;
Nor will he bid the soul depart,
That trembles at his feet. 4 In him, the Father reconcil'd,
Invites your souls to come; The rebel shall be call'd a child,
And kindly welcom'd home. 5 Oh, come, and with his children, taste
The blessings of his love ;
While hope attends the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above. 6 There, with united heart and voice,
Before th' eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
In ecstacies unknown. hany And yet ten thousand thousand more,
Are welcome still to come :
Ye longing souls, the grace adore,
Approach, there yet is room.
HYMN 336. C. M.
Praise to the Redeemer. OH, for a thousand tongues to sing U My dear Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace! 2 My gracious Master and my God, ,
Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears;
'Tis life, and health, and peace