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4 By death and hell pursu'd in vain,
To thee the ransom'd seed shall come;
And pass through death triumphant home. 5 The pain of life shall then be o'er,
The anguish and distracting care;
And sin shall never enter there.
The Lord's redeem'd their heads shall raise,
388. Jesus seen of Angels. 1 Tim. iii. 16. (P. M.) 1 O YE immortal throng,
Of angels round the throne,
In human flesh array'd,
And praise to God,
3 Ye in the wilderness
Beheld the tempter spoil'd,
And joy'd to crown
4 Around the bloody tree,
Ye press’d with strong desire,
That wondrous sight to see, vo! The Lord of life expire;
And, could your eyes
In sad surprise.
A willing watch ye keep ;
Then roll'd the stone,
With joy unknown.
shining conqueror rode, Ye haild his rapturous flight, Up to the throne of God;
And wav'd around
7 The warbling notes pursue,
And louder anthems raise;
And thou, my heart,
booldal 389. The Works of Moses and thu
Rev. xv. 3. (C. M.) OW strong thine arm is,
Who would not fear thy Jesus, how sweet thy graces a
Who would not love the La 2 He has done more than Mose
Our Prophet and our King From bonds of hell he freed
And taught our lips to sing 3 In the Red Sea by Moses' ha
Th' Egyptian host was dros But his own blood hides all ou
And guilt no more is found 4 When through the desert Isra
With manna they were fed Our Lord invites us to his fies
And calls it living bread. 5 Moses beheld the promis'd lar
Yet never reach'd the place But Christ shall bring his follo
To see his Father's face. 10oT
6 Then shall our love and joy be full,
And feel a warmer flame,
Of Moses and the Lamb.
90. Christ, the Light of the World. Isa. ix. 2.
Luke ii. 32. (P. M.)
LIGHT of those, whose dreary dwelling
Dissipate the clouds beneath :
In our deepest darkness rise !
Pouring day upon our eyes ! 2 Still we wait for thine appearing,
Life and joy thy beams impart; Chacing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor benighted heart: Come, and manifest the favour,
Thou hast for the ransom'd race; Come, thou dear exalted Saviour !
Come, and bring thy Gospel-grace. 3 Save us, in thy great compassion,
O thou mild pacific Prince ! Give the knowledge of salvation,
Give the pardon of our sins : By thine all-sufficient merit,
Every burden'd soul release; By the teachings of thy Spirit, Guide us into perfect peace.
391. Christ's Condescension and Glorification. .
(C. M.) 10
LORD, our Lord, how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
Let men and babes proclaim.
The moon that rules the night,
Those moving worlds of light; 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
And love his nature so ?
To take a mortal form,
To save a dying worm!
And men would not adore,
His Godhead and his power.
And fish, at his command,
Bring tribute to his hand.
Shone through the fleshly cloud;
And men confess him God.