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41. Christ's Sufferings and Glory.

TRURO.

NOW for a tune of lofty praise

To great Jehovah's equal Son; Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays,

Tell the loud wonders he hath done. Down to this base, this sinful earth

He came, to raise our natures high; He came tatone Almighty wrath,

Jesus the God was born to die.

Deep in the shades of gloomy death

Th' Almighty captive prisoner lay: Th’Almighty captive left the earth,

And rose to everlasting day.

Lift up your eyes ye sons of light,

Up to the throne of shining grace; See what immortal glories sit

Round the sweet beauties of his face.

Amidst a thousand harps and songs,

Jesus our God exalted reigns:
His sacred name fills all their tongues,

And echoes through the heay’nly plains.

42. The First and Second Adam.

EMMANUEL.

ADAM, our father and our head

Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us
dead:

The fiery law speaks all despair,
There's no reprieve nor pardon there.

But, O unutterable grace!

Th'eternal Son takes Adam's place:
Down to the world the Saviour flies,
Suffers our curse, and groans, and dies.

O the compassion of our God,
To pay our debts with heavenly blood!
Our utmost penalties he bore,
Justice itself could ask no more.

We bless the dear incarnate Son,
And sing the glories he hath won:
With loudest notes we join to tell
The wonders he perform'd so well!

Triumph and reign, victorious Lord,
By all thy flaming hosts ador'd;
Take the reward of all thy pains,
And bind the monster sin in chains.

43. The Kingdom of Christ exalted.

Ps. lxii.

HORSLEY.

JESUS
ESUS shall reign where'er the sun
His vast successive course shall run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
"Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
To him shall endless pray'r be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise,
With every evening sacrifice.

People, and realms of every tongue,
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.

Blessings abound where'er he reigns,
The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In him the fallen race can boast

More blessings gain'd than e'er were lost.

Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

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44. Happiness in Christ. EATÒN. OF all the joys we mortals know,

Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest; Love, the best blessing here below,

And nearest image of the blest. Sweet are my thoughts, and soft my cares, ,

When the celestial flame I feel; In all my hopes, and all my fears,

There's something kind and pleasing still. If he withdraws a moment's space,

He leaves a sacred pledge behind; Here in my breast his image stays,

The constant comfort of my mind.
Jesus, my God, yet rather come,

And let me see thy lovely face;
Make thou my heart thy constant home,

The temple of the Prince of peace.

45. Adoring Christ. Ashton. WHAT equal honours shall we bring

To thee, O Lord our God the Lamb; Since all the notes that angels sing,

Are far inferior to thy name. Worthy is he that once was slain,

The Princeof peace, that groan’dand dy'd; Worthy to rise, and live, and reign

At his Almighty Father's side.

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Blessings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore our sins, and curse, and pain;
Let angels sound his sacred name,
And every creature say, Amen.

46. The Resurrection of Christ.

BROMSGROVE.

THE Sun of Righteousness appears,
To set in blood no more;

Adore the scatt'rer of your fears,
Your rising God adore.

The saints, when he resign'd his breath,
Unclos'd their sleeping eyes:

He breaks again the bands of death,
Again the dead arise.

Alone the dreadful race he ran,
Aloné the vine-press trod;
He died and suffer'd as a man,
He rises as a God.

In vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Forbid an early rise

To him who bursts the gates of hell,
And opens paradise.

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