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See the blood in pardons streaming,
Precious balm of blood divine!
For the universal sin,
Made a world of sinners clean;
Jesus did the ransom find, Quench'd his Father's indignation,
Purg'd the guilt of all mankind. 4 Object of their adoration,
Saviour, thee thine angel-train Met with rapturous exclamation,
Welcom'd to thy courts again! Still they shout, and fall before thee,
Thee their great Creator own, Re-install'd in all their glory, Bright on thine eternal throne!
HYMN 294. P. M.
When truth enthrond on Mercy's brow
Where Error reigns in triumph now;
And every nation own their God!
For freedom shall no longer sigh,
And raise the shout of Liberty!
Shall vibrate from each harp of gold.
Where superstition rears her head,
Nor bide where vice her victims led.
The sun ufrighteousness arise !
As Eden smiled shall smile again,
To spread the Saviour's glorious reign.
No sigh shall heave the troubled breast,
No tears disturb the pilgrim's rest. 5 Blest Jesus! haste the glorious day,
When truth, enthron'd on Mercy's brow, Shall bear a universal sway,
Where Error reigns and triumphs now; Till guilt and misery be drivenAnd earth again resembles heaven.
HYMN 295. P. M.
Another of the same.
'ER the realms of Pagan darkness,
On the face of all the earth.
Rise and shine, thy blessings bring;
To thy brightness
Let all kings and nations come. 3 May the heathen, now adoring
Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and, worshiping before Him, Serve i he living God alone ;
Let Lay glory
Fill the earth as floods the sea.
Speak the word; at thy command,
Lord, be with them,
HYMN 296. P. M.
ORD, without thy great salvation, Thou wert offered an oblation,
That the world thy grace might know, While upon the cross suspended
Thou did'st bleed, and groan, and die ;
To thy wounds and arms extended
Let us now for refuge fly. 2 Sın-polluted-hell-deserving,
Suppliants at thy feet we fall, Sin and Sutan we're been serving;
Now, O Lord, on thee we call. Pardon, Lord, a vile offender,
Who has wandered far from thee; Let us now our hearts surrender,
Let us thy s vation see. 3 Now the purple food is flowing ;
Wide the fourtain is, and pure;
To the soul that seeks a cure.
Life he offers through his blood,
May be reconcil'd to God.
Send thy blessings on each head;
O'er our sins thy mantle spread.
And by grace what we must be;
That we may resemble thee. 5 Now display thy mighty glory,
By the wonders of thy grace,
When we see thee face to face.
We shall tune our harps above,
HYMN 297. C. M. D.
For a Sunday School. 1 YHILDREN are God's peculiar care, In humble songs of faith and prayer,
With rev'rence to the skies;
And soon their souls are fed ;
For to each child his name who fears,
He gives the living bread.
And light, and knowledge too;
His goodness to pursue ;
That we like him may be;
That we his face may see. 3 Jesus, from every ill defend,
And guide our erring feet;
That when at school we meet,
To lead us on our way,
To everlasting day.
Our heavenly king to praise,
Give him our better days,
No favour he'll deny;
That we may never die. 5 Then let us all, with heart and voice,
Unite to praise his name;
His glory be our theme.
As children's once before;
To dwell for evermore.
HYMN 298. L. M.
For Children. · of skies
Thou only good, Thou only wises. Our youthful hymns to thee we bring. And hail thee UNIVERSAL KING
? The heavenly choirs around thy throne
Aitone their harps to thee alone;
Nu praises on thy name bestow.
And fill our hearts with prayer and praise ;
In anthems to the children's Friend.
In hallelujah's to the skies,
And every sinful thought remove.
When up to heaven our spirits soar,
HYMN 299. C. M.
His praises let us sing,
Tliat Jesus shall be king
And hosts of agents bring!
üur Saviour shall be king.
But then shall bail him king.
Of death once felt the sting,
And o'er bis saints a king.
And all shall tribute bring-
To heaven, where Christ is king.