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12 They praise the Lamb who once was
But we can add a higher strain ; [slain,
Not only say,
"He suffer'd thus :"

But, that "He suffer'd all for us."
3 When angels by transgression fell,
Justice consign'd them all to hell;
But mercy form'd a wondrous plan
To save and honor fallen man.

Jesus, who pass'd the angels by,
Assum'd our flesh to bleed and die;
He who redeem'd us by his blood,
As man, still fills the throne of God.
5 Immanuel, our Brother now,

F. Concerning the holy Angels. Is he 'fore whom the angels bow;

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To God let all the human race
Bring adoration, thanks and praise;
He makes his love and wisdom known
By angels who surround his throne.
2 The angels, whom his breath inspires,
His ministers, are flaming fires,
With joy they in his service move,
To bear his vengeance or his love.
3 With gladness they obey his will,
And all his purposes fulfil;
All those who Jesus' children are,
Are special objects of their care.
4 Our God defends us day by day
From many dangers in our way,
By angels, who for ever keep
A watchful eye, when we're asleep.'
5 O Lord, we'll bless thee all our days,
Our souls shall glory in thy grace;
Thy praise shall dwell upon our tongues,
All saints and angels join our songs.
6 We pray thee, let the heav'nly host
Be guardians of our land and coast,
Bid them watch o'er thy flock of grace,
That we may lead a life of peace.

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They join with us to praise his name,
But we the nearest int'rest claim.

6 But, ah, how faint our praises rise!
Sure, 'tis the wonder of the skies,
That we, who share his richest love,
So cold and unconcern'd should prove.
7 O glorious hour, it comes with speed,
When we from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see our God who dy'd for man,
And praise him more than angels can!
T. 70.

THE holy angels,

When they to Christ draw near,
Fall down before him,

Their God, with holy fear,
And with profound humiliation,
Exceeding all our representation.
2 Heirs of salvation,

Redeemed with Christ's blood,
Their ministration

Demands our gratitude;
They'll guard us till we shall assemble,
Where our joint voices shall fill the

T. 249,

THE seraphim of God
Exalt :: their voices loud,

Now let us join our hearts and With joy 'fore him they shout;


And emulate the angels' songs;
For sinners may address their King
In songs that angels cannot sing.

Their holy choirs in heav'nly blaze
Sing constantly with cover'd face,
Holy, Holy is God,-Holy is God,
The Lord of Sabaoth!

2 Thereto the church of Christ,
His flesh :||: and bone confess'd,
Sings, Amen! God be prais'd!
Above and here one voice doth sound:

Praise him who hath for us aton'd!
To God in highest strain!
To the Lamb slain !
All glory be! Amen.

3 When Christ, once crucified,
Returns:||: with his pierc'd side
In glory, to his bride,

And all the world shall quake with fear,
Then will with joy 'fore him appear
The countless ransom'd race,
And sing his praise

In never-ceasing lays.

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THANKS to our Lord for all the [race;


Wherewith his angels guard his chosen Whene'er they ask for his supreme commands, [hands.

He gives them charge to bear us in their 932. T. 166. ANGELS astonish'd view their God As Son of man to sinners giv'n; With awe they saw his streaming blood, Were struck, and silence was in heav'n;

Now they with all the saints in light Worship the Lamb enthron'd above, And praise the length, the breadth, the height,

And depth of God's stupendous love.
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HOLY, holy, holy,
Sings th' angelic choir;
Might we, sinners, truly
Glow with heav'nly fire;
Praising all together
Deeply bow'd in dust,
God, Jehovah, Father,
Son, and Holy Ghost.

XXXVIII. Of our Departure unto the Lord, and the Resurrection of the Body.

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THANK God, towards eternity
Another step is taken,
My heart with longing turns to thee:
Tho' not by thee forsaken,
I long and pant for my release,
When I shall hence depart in peace,
To be with thee for ever.

2 I tell the hours and days and years,
And think them tedious ages,
Until the wish'd-for time appears
Which all my grief assuages;
Meanwhile with haste I forward press,
Till I arrive with thankfulness
At my desired haven.

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T. 151.
FAREWEL henceforth for ever,
All empty worldly joys;
Farewel, for Christ' my Saviour
Alone my thoughts employs:
In heav'n's my conversation,
Where the redeem'd possess
In him complete salvation,

The gift of God's free-grace,
2 Counsel me, dearest Jesus,
According to thy heart;
Heal thou all my diseases,
And ev'ry harm avert:
Be thou my consolation
While here on earth I live,
And at my expiration
Me to thyself receive.
3 May in

heart's recesses
Thy name and cross always
Shine forth, with all their graces,
To yield me joy and peace:
Stand 'fore me in that figure,
Wherein thou bar'st for us
Justice in all its rigour,
Expiring on the cross.
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THE grace enjoy'd by faith
In Jesus' incarnation,
His wounds and bitter death,
Assures us of salvation;
Engageth our whole heart,
Prompts us to sing his praise,
Until we hence depart

To see him face to face.

2 If Jesus should appear Now at this very moment, What think should fear? ye No, we with deep abasement, Yet joyful, would adore


The Lamb who shed his blood, And own him evermore

Our Saviour, Lord and God. 3 Ah, might the time soon come, When thou, our soul's Beloved, Shalt fetch thy children home; Our inmost soul is moved, To think we shall behold

Him whom by faith we know, Chief Shepherd of his fold, In whom we're one, and


4 Hear thou our hearts' desire, Most gracious Lord and Saviour, Let us in peace expire,

And rise to meet thy favor;
And when thou shalt assign
His doom to ev'ry one,
Thy righteousness divine
Shall be our boast alone.

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THE Lord my Portion is,
I know no other bliss,
Here nor eternally,

But that which flows to me
From Jesus' blood and death,
Whereon I trust by faith.

2 Thou know'st, O God, that I,
Were I just now to die,
No Saviour have beside,
But Christ who for me dy'd;
He is my faithful Friend,
Whose mercies never end.

3 I shall, when time is o'er,
Behold for evermore
My Saviour, Lord and God,
Who bought me by his blood,
And view the wounds which he
Received once for me.

4 The time to time is known,
Meanwhile be this alone

My care, that thro' his grace
I so may run my race,
That I in faith may die,
And live eternally.

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LORD, my times are in thy hand,
Be they then at thy command;
Let me live to thee alone,
Then the sting of death is gone.
2 Whither should I, sinner, flee,
Lord, for shelter, but to thee?
Thou hast gone before, in grace,
To prepare a resting-place.
3 Bearing my sin's heavy load,
All thy steps were mark'd with blood,
From the garden to the cross,
Suff'ring to retrieve our loss.

4 By thy bitter agony,
By thy life pour'd out for me,
Oh, let me, a sinner, find

In God a Friend most kind.

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WHETHER the period of this life
Be long or short, we know,

Tis in itself of no great weight,
We're pilgrims here below.

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age and feebleness extreme,

2 Thrice happy they, who in this time Who shall a helpless worm redeem!

In Jesus Christ believe,

And as a living sacrifice

To him their bodies give.* * Rom. xii. 1,

Jesus, my only hope thou art,
Strength of my failing flesh and heart!
O could I catch a smile from thee,
And drop into eternity!

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2 Christ is risen from the dead,

Thou shalt rise too, saith my Saviour; Of what should I be afraid!

I with him shall live for ever. Can the HEAD forsake HIS limb, And not draw me unto him?

3 No, my soul he cannot leave, This, this is my consolation; And my body in the grave

Rests in hope and expectation,
That this mortal flesh shall see

4 Closely by love's sacred bands
I am join'd to him already,
And my faith's outstretched hands
To embrace my Lord are ready;
Death itself shall never part
Mine and my Redeemer's heart.

5 Flesh I bear, and therefore must
Unto dust be once reduced,
This I own, but from the dust

I shall be to life produced,
And, convey'd to endless bliss,
Live where my Redeemer is.
6 In my body, when restor❜d
To the likeness of his body,
I shall see my God, my Lord,
My Beloved in his glory;
In my flesh eternally
My Redeemer I shall see.

7 These mine eyes most certainly Shall behold and know my Saviour, I, no stranger, no, ev'n I,

Him to see shall have the favor:

Grieving, pining in that day
Ever shall be done away.

8 What here sickens, sighs and groans,
Thereo'erdeath shall prove victorious;
Earthly here are sown my bones,
Heav'nly they shall rise, and glorious:
What is natural, sown here,
Shall once spiritual rise there.
9 Let us raise our minds above

This world's lusts, vain, transitory, Cleave to him ev'n here in love,

Whom we hope to see in glory: May our minds tend constantly Where we ever wish to be.

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