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: 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 The fiery law speaks all despair, But, O unutterable grace! Th'eternal Son takes Adam's place: O the compassion of our God, We bless the dear incarnate Son, Triumph and reign, victorious Lord, 43. The Kingdom of Christ exalted. Ps. lxii. HORSLEY. JESUS People, and realms of every tongue, Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 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 E 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. And let me see thy lovely face; 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. Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 46. The Resurrection of Christ. BROMSGROVE. THE Sun of Righteousness appears, Adore the scatt'rer of your fears, The saints, when he resign'd his breath, He breaks again the bands of death, Alone the dreadful race he ran, In vain the stone, the watch, the seal, To him who bursts the gates of hell, |