HYMN 365. P. M.

HAIL, thou once-despised Jesus!
Hail, thou Galilean King!
Who didst suffer to release us,
Who didst free salvation bring!
Hail, thou universal Saviour!

Who hast borne our sin and shame,
By whose merits we find favour,
Life is giv'n through thy name!

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Pascal Lamb by God appointed,
All our sins were on thee laid !
By almighty love anointed,

Thou hast full atonement made;
Ev'ry sin is now forgiv❜n,

Through the virtue of thy blood;

Open'd is the gate of heav'n,

Peace is made 'twixt man and God.

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Worship, honour, pow'r and blessing,
Christ is worthy to receive-
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Meet it is for us to give!
Help, ye bright, angelic spirits,

Bring your sweetest, noblest lay's, Help to sing Christ Jesus' merits, Help to chaunt Immanuel's praise.

HYMN 366. C. M.

LORD, how divine thy comforts are! How heav'nly is the place

Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast Of his redeeming grace!

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"Here" (says the kind redeeming Lord, And shews his wounded side) "See here the spring of all your joys, "That open'd when I dy'd."

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He smiles, and cheers my mournful heart, And tells of all his pain;

"All this (he says) I bore for thee," And then he smiles again.

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What shall we pay our heav'nly King,
For grace so vast as this?
He brings our pardon to our eyes,
And seals it with a kiss.

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Let such amazing loves as these
Be sounded all abroad,

Such favours are beyond degrees,
And worthy of a God.

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To him that wash'd us in his blood,
Be everlasting praise,
Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r,
Eternal as his days.

HYMN 367. C. M.

JESUS, knit all our hearts to thee;

And join us all in one :
In our assemblies, ev'ry where,
Be thou our aim alone.

Reign thou, sole monarch of our hearts;

And we, as sinner's lie

Before the feet of thee, our Lord,

To all eternity.

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HYMN 368. P. M.

OLD hoary winter now has ceas'd his raging,

And all his storms and blasts are hush'd in silence; And in return the mild and gentle spring comes Blooming with verdure.

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See how the mild and vernal clouds come floating On the soft æther, charg❜d with copious showers, Balmy and gentle they distil in plenty,

All hearts rejoicing.

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See how the vales and meadows stand arrayed,
Clothed in azure, and bedeck'd with flowers,
Cowslips and daisies with the purple violet,
Blooming with fragrance.

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See all the trees put on their leafy honours, Waving with grandeur, when the gentle zephyrs Floating with sweetness,fanning all their branches With gentle breezes.

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Hark! how the groves resound with cheerful music,
Hark! the sweet songsters on the boughs rejoicing,
Tuning their voices with melodious accents
In sweetest chorus.

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All nature smiles amid the gay creation;
When such bright scenes of beauty now approaches,
The loves and graces in their softest accents
Breathe forth sweet music.

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If such delights from the gay decorations
Of smiling spring and a few op'ning flowers,
Whose short-liv❜d glories soon are gone and blasted,
Their beauty fading:

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Say then, ye ransom'd, and sing forth the grandeur Of spring immortal, when the great Arch-Angel With his shrill trumpet bursts the gloomy mansions Of the redeemed.

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Then the vile body which for many ages
Has slept in silence, turn'd to foul corruption,
Quick as a thought awakes to life eternal,
Sparkling with brightness.

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Then shall the mortal put on the immortal,
Cloth'd in white robes they shall ascend to Jesus,
Where he in triumph on his throne of glory
Bids a sweet welcome.

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Hark! how the grand celestial chorus echoes
Through the wide arch,when all the mighty seraphs
With golden harps in accents so melodious
Shout the Redeemer.

HYMN 369. P. M.

REJOICE evermore, with angels above,
In Jesus's pow'r, in Jesus's love;

With glad exultation your triumph proclaim,
Ascribing salvation to God and the Lamb.

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Thou, Lord, our relief in trouble hast been; Hast sav'd us from grief, hast sav'd us from sin ; The pow'r of thy Spirit can set our hearts free; And we shall inherit all fulness in thee.

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All fulness of peace, all fulness of joy,
And spiritual bliss that never can cloy;
To us it is giv'n in Jesus to know,
A kingdom of heav'n, a heaven below.

HYMN 370. P. M.

COME, O thou universal good!

Balm of the wounded conscience, come

The hungry, dying spirit's food!

The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home;
Haven to take the shipwreck'd in,
My everlasting rest from sin !

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Come, O my comfort and delight!

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My strength, and health, and shield, and sun; My boast, my confidence, and might,

My joy, my glory, and my crown ; My gospel-hope, my calling's prize, My tree of life, my paradise.

THE Lord descended from above

And bow'd the heav'ns most high !
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

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On cherubs and on cherubims,
Full royally he rode :

And on the wings of might winds
Came flying all abroad.

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To God, our Benefactor, bring

The tribute of your praise : Too small for an almighty King; But all that we can raise.

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Glory to thee, bless'd Three in One!
The God whom we adore:

As was, and is, and shall be done,

When time shall be no more.