Monsters-that stain'd those heavenly limbs 3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace! Hence, from my heart, ye sins, be gone, 5 Furnish me, Lord, with heavenly arms 1 HYMN 82. C. M. Mear. [*] ARISE, my soul, my joyful powers, Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 2 He rais'd me from the deeps of sin,― 5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, HYMN 83. C. M. Mear. [*] The Passion and Exaltation of Christ. d 1[THUS saith the Ruler of the skies, Awake, my dreadful sword · Awake, my wrath, and smite the Man, -2 Vengeance receiv'd the dread command, And armed down she flies; e Jesus submits t' his Father's hand, a And bows his head-and dies. o 3 But, oh! the wisdom and the grace, -4 A person so divine was he, That he could give his soul away, o 5 Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high, Let ev'ry nation sing; g And angels sound, with endless joy, The Saviour and the King.] HYMN 84. S. M. Watchman. [*] The Passion and Exaltation of Christ. 1 COME, all harmonious tongues, Your noblest music bring; "Tis Christ, the everlasting God, And Christ, the man, we sing. 2 Tell how he took our flesh, To take away our guilt! p 3 Sing the dear drops of sacred blood, And mountains of Almighty wrath a 5 -6 Down to the shades of death, o Yet he arose to live and reign, -7 There the Redeemer sits, e The Father lays his vengeance by, g 8 And bless his saints' and angels' eyes, HYMN 85. C. M. Canterbury. St. Ann's. [*] e 1 WHY Sufficiency of Pardon. WHY does your face, ye humble souls, What doubts are these that waste your faith, -2 What though your num'rous sins exceed 3 What though your mighty guilt beyond And have its curst foundations laid e 4 See, here an endless ocean flows. Behold a dying Saviour's veins o 5 It rises high, and drowns the hills, o 6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace, And pard'ning blood, that swells above p 1 [ HYMN 86. C. M. China. [b] Freedom from Sin and Misery, in Heaven. που They break our duty, Lord, to thee, And hurry us away. d 2 The waves of trouble, how they rise! How loud the tempests roar! e But death shall land our weary souls, 3 There, to fulfil his sweet commands, o 4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts, -5 For ever his dear, sacred name o And Jesus and salvation be e 1 The close of ev'ry song.] HYMN 87. C. M. Arundel. Bedford. [*] The Divine Glories above our Reason. HOW wondrous great, how glorious brigl.t, Must our Creator be Who dwells amidst the dazzling light -2 Our soaring spirits upward rise, e Fain would we see the blessed Three, And the almighty One. -3 Our reason stretches all its wings, And climbs above the skies; e But still how far beneath thy feet, Our grov'ling reason lies! a 4 Lord, here we bend our humble souls, For the weak pinions of our mind g 5 Thy glories infinitely rise e 6 In humble notes our faith adores o While angels strain their nobler powers, And sweep th' immortal string. 1 HYMN SS. C. M. Doxology. Devizes. [*] SAL Salvation. ALVATION! O the joyful sound! A sovereign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. s 3 Salvation! let the echo fly 1 HYMN 89. C. M. Mear. [*] HOSANNA to our conqu'ring King! The prince of darkness flies: His troops rush headlong down to hell, Like lightning from the skies. e 2 There, bound in chains, the lions roar, And fright the rescu'd sheep; -But heavy bars confine their power o 3 Hosanna to our conqu'ring King! Ten thousand songs and glories wait, s 4 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless fame e 1 The triumphs thou hast won. HYMN 90. C. M. Colchester. [*] HOW Fast in his slavish chains. o 2 But there's a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word; d'Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, 'And trust upon the Lord.' o 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, -I would believe thy promise, Lord; |