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4. O may his glories stand confess'd,

From north to south, from east to west


his gospel run,
Wide as the circuit of the sun.
5. When shall that radiant scene arise,

When, fix'd on high, in purer skies,
Christ all his lustre shall display
On all his saints through endless day!

HYMN 110. L. M. 1. THOU, Lord, by mortal eyes unseen,

And by thy offspring here unknown, To manifest thyself to men,

Hast set thine image in thy Son. 2. As the bright sun's meridian blaze

O’erwhelms and pains our feeble sight, But cheers us with his softer rays;

When shining with reflected light; 3. So in thy Son, thy pow'r divine,

Thy wisdom, justice, truth and love,
With mild and pleasing lustre shine,

Reflected from thy throne above. 4. Though Jews, who granted not his claim,

Contemptuous turnd away their face; Yet those, who trusted in his name,

Beheld in him thy truth and grace. 5. O thou ! at whose almighty word

Fair light at first from darkness shone, Teach us to know our glorious Lord,

And trace the Father in the Son. 6. While we thine image, here display'd,

With love and admiration view;
Form us in likeness to our head,
That we may bear thy image too.

HYMN 111. s. M.
TOW beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill !
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
· And words of peace reveal.


2. How charming is their voice!

How sweet the tidings are! “ Zion, behold thy Saviour King;

“He reigns and triumphs here.” 3. How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found ! 4. How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heav'nly light ! Prophets and kings desir'd it long,

But died without the sight. 5. The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ : Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy. 6. The Lord makes bare his arm

Thro' all the earth abroad; Let ey'rý nation now behold Their Saviour and their God,

HYMN 112 s. M. 1. BEHOLD, the Prince of peace!

The chosen of the Lord, God's well-beloved Son, fulfils

The sure proplietie word. 2. No royal pomp adorns

This King of righteousness: Meekness and patience, truth and love,

Compose his princely dress. 3. Jesus, thou light of men!

Thy doctrine life imparts,
O may we feel its quick’ning pow'r

To warm and glad our hearts ! 4. Cheer'd by its beams, our souls

Shall run the heav’nly way.
The path which Christ unwiaried trod,
Will lead to endless day.

HYMN 113 L. M.
NOW to the Lord a noble song!

Awake my soul, awakt my tongue,

Hosannah to th' eternal name,

And all his boundless love proclaim. 2. See where it shines

Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace! God, in the person of his Son,

Has all his noblest works outdone. 3. The spacious earth and spreading flood

Proclaim the wise and pow'rful God;
And thy rich glories, from afar,

Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star. 4. But in thy Son a glory shines,

Drawn out in far superior lines;
The lustre of redeeming grace

Outshines the beams of nature's face. 5. Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme;

My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name.
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound !

Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground ! 6. O may I reach that happy place,

Where he unveils his lovely face !
Where all his saints from death restor'd,
Shall be forever with the Lord,

HYMN 114. P. M,
1. JOIN all the glorious names

Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
All are too mean

To speak his worth ;
Too mean to set

My Saviour forth.
2. But ( what gentle terms,

What condescending ways,
Doth our Redeemer use,
To teach his heav'nly grace!
Mine eyes with joy

And wonder see,
What forms of love

He bears for me.

3. Array'd in mortal flesh,

He like an angel stands,
And holds the promises
And pardons in his hands;
Commission'd from

His Father's throne,
To make his grace

To mortals known. 4. Great Prophet of my God!

My tongue would bless thy name.
By thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came :
The joyful news

Of sin forgivin,
Of hell subdu’d,

And peace with heav'n,

HYMN 115, P. M. 1. WITH ecstacy of joy

Extol his glorious name,
Who rear'd the spacious earth,
And rais'd our mortal frame.
He built the church,

Who spread the sky :
Shout and exalt

His honours high. 2. See the foundation laid

By pow'r and love divine;
Jesus, his first born Son,
How bright his glories shine!
Low he descends,

In dust he lies,
That from his tomb

A church might riso, 3. But he for ever lives,

Nor for himself alone;
Each saint new life derives
From him, the living stone.
His influence spreads

Through ev'ry soul,
And in one house

Unites the whole

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4. To him with joy we move;

In him cemented stand ;
The living temple grows,
And owns the founder's hand.
That structure, Lord,

Still higher raise,
Louder to sound

Its builder's praise.

HYMN 116. P. M.
1. WE sing the wise, the gracious plan,

Which God devis'd, ere time began :
At length disclos'd in all its light;
We bless the wondrous birth of love,
Which beams around us from above,

With graee so free and hope so bright.
2. Here has the wise eternal mind
In Christ, their common head, conjoin'd

Gentiles and Jews, and earth and heav'n. Through him, from the great Father's throne, Rivers

of bliss come rolling down, ; And endless peace and life are giv’n. 3. No more the awful cherubs guard The tree of life with flaming sword,

To drive afar man's trembling race. At Salem's pearly gates they stand, And smiling wait, a friendly band,

To welcome strangers to the place. 4. While we expect that glorious sight, Love shall our hearts with theirs unite,

And ardent hope our bosoms raise.
From earth's low cottages of clay,
To those resplendent realms of day,
We'll try to send the sounding praise

HYMN 117. c. M.
1. SALVATION, O the joyful sound !

"Tis music to our ears;
A sov’reign balm for ev'ry wound,

A cordial for our fears.
2. Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell's dark door we lay:

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