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s Let all attend the Saviour's word:

"Sinners, the gift divine receive:
Attend the message from the Lord,

Lift up your down-cast eyes, and live.
Look upto Christ, and happy be,
In time and to eternity.

222. C. M. Mr. Wesley.
Christ worthy of Praise.
FOR a thousand tongues to sing

My dear Redeemer's praise !
The glories of my God and king,

The triumphs of his grace.
2. Jesus, the name that charms our feara,

That bids our sorrows cease;
Tis music in the sinner's ears,

Tis life, and health, and peace.
3 He breaks the pow'r of cancell'd sin;

He sets the pris'ners free:
His blood can make the foulest clean,

His blood avail'd for me.
4 Look unto him, ye nations, own

Your God, ye fallen race:
Look and be sav'd througb faith alone,

Be justify'd by grace.

2.3. L. M. Steele. The only Saviour. Acts iv. 12. 1 TESUS, the spring of joy divine,

J Whence all our hopes aird comforts flow Jesues, no other name but thine

Can save us from eternal woe. 2 In vain would boasting reason find

The way to happiness and God; Her weak directions leave the mind

Bewilder'd in a dubious road. 3 No other name will heav'n approve",

Thou art the true, die livilig way, Ordain'd by everlasting love,

To the bright realnu of endless day

4 Safe lead us through this world of night,

And bring us to the blissful plains,
The regions of unclouded light,
Where perfect joy for ever reigns.

224. C. M. Dr. Watts. Christ superior to Moses; or, the Works of

Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv. 3.
1 L ow strong thine arm is, mighty God!

n Who wonld not fear thy name!
Jesns, how sweet thy graces are!

Who would not love the Lamb ? 2 He has done more than Moses did,

Our Prophet and our King;
From bonds of hell he freed our souls,

And taught our lips to sing.
$ In the Red Sea, by Moses' hand,

Th' Egyptian host was drown'd;
But his own blood hides all our sins,

And guilt no more is found.
4 When through the desert Israel went,

With manna they were fed;
Our Lord invites us to his flesh,

And calls it living bread.
5 Moses beheld the promis'd land,

Yet never reach'd the place!
But Christ shall bring his followers home

To see his Father's face.
6 Then will our love and joy be full,

And feel a warmer flame:
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.

225. L. M. Dr. Watts. Glory and Grace in the Person of Christ. 1 N OW to the Lord a noble song!

N Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue:
Hosanna to th' eternal name,
And all his boundless love proclaim!
& See where it shines in Jesus' face,

The brightest image of his grace;
God, in the person of his Son.
Has all his mightiest works outdone.

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3 The spacious earth and spreading flood,

Proclaim the wise and powerful God;
And thy rich glories from afar,
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star.
4 But in his looks a glory stands,
The noblest labour of thine hands:

The pleasing lustre of his eyes • Outshines the wonders of the skies. 5 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name! Ye angels, dwell upon the sound;

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground! 6 Oh, may I reach the happy place

Where he unveils his lovely face!
Where all his beauties you behold.
And sing his name to harps of gold !

226. C. M. Dr. Watts.

The Sacrifice of Christ. 1 LOW is our nature spoil'd by sin !

1 Yet nature ne'er hath found The way to make the conscience clean,

Or heal the painful wound.
2 In vain we seek for peace with God,

By methods of our own:
Jesus! there's nothing bnt thy blood

Can bring us near thy throne.
3 The threat'nings of the broken law

Empress our souls with dread:
If God his sword of vengeance draw,

It strikes our spirits dead.
But thy illustrious sacrifice

Hath answer'd these demands;
And peace and pardon from the skies

Come down by Jesus' hands.
5 Here all the ancient types agree,

The altar and the Lamb;
And prophets, in their visions, see

Salvation through his name.
6 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord;

Tis on thy cross we rest :
For ever be thy love ador'd,
Thy name for ever blest.

227. C. M. Dr. Watts. NHERE shall the guilty conscience go

To find a sure relief?

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Can bleeding bulls or goats bestow

A balm to ease my grief ?
Will popish rites and penances

Release niy soul from sin ?
What insufficient things are these

To calm the wrath divine! 3 God, the great God, who rules the skies,

The gracious and the just, Makes his own Son a sacrifice,

And there lies all our trust.
4 O never let my thoughts renounce

The gospel of my God!
Where vilest crimes are cleans'd at once

In Christ's atoning blood.
5 Here rest my faith, and ne'er renove;

Here let repentance rise ;
While I behold his bleeding love,

His dying agonies.
6 With shame and sorrow here I own

How great niy guilt has been;
This is my way t'approach the throne,
And God forgives my sin.

228. L. M. Dr. Watts. Christ our Sacrifice. Psalm xl. 5-10. ITVE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought.

Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my nambers fail. 2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt But thou hast set before our eyes

An all-sufficient sacritice,
: Lo! thy beloved Son appears!

To thy designs he bows bis ears:
Assunnes a body well prepar'c,
And well performs a work so hard.
“ Behold, 'I come," (the Saviour cries,
With love and duty in his eyes).
* I come to bear the heavy load
" Of sins, and do thy will my God
"l'is written in thy great decree,
" "Tis in thy book foretold of me,
· I must fulfil the Saviour's part;
# And lol thy law is in my heart.

6" The spirit shall descend and show
" What thou hast done, and what I do;

The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace, " Thy wisdom, and thy righteousness."

229 S. M. Dr. Watts.

Faith in Christ our Sacrifice.
INOT all the blood of beasts

V On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.
& But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,

Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name,

And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand

On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand,

And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see

The burdens thou didst bear. When hanging on the cursed tree,

Aud sees her guilt was there. 5 Believiug, we rejoice

To see the curse remove; .
We blees the Lamb with eheerful voice,
And sing redeeming love.

230. Mr. Charles Wesley.
Christ the Sinner's Sacrifice.
ALL ye that pass by,

a To Jesus draw nigh, To you is it nothing that Jesus should die?

Our ransom and peace,

Our surety he is,
Come see if there ever was sorrow like his.

The Lord in the day

Of mercy did lay Our sins on the Lamb, and he bore them away

He died to atone

For sins not his own; The Father hath punish'd for us his dear Sou.

Come, lift up your eyes

At Jesus's cries, Behold bow he snffers / how patient he dies !

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