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Believe, believe the record true,
Ye all are bought with Jesu's blood:
My Lord, my Love, is crucify'd. 4. Then let us sit beneath his cross,
And gladly catch the healing stream:
And give up all our hearts to him.
Hymn 49. 1. .
I could for ever think and sing;
Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve.
Ask, and he turns your hell to heav'n;
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole.
He clos'd his eyes to shew us God.
That none but God such love can show. 4. 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone
I shed my tears and make my moan;
where'er I move,
I drink, and yet am ever dry;
Hymn 50. P. M.
Your ransom and peace, your surety he is,
Come see if there ever was sorrow like his. 2. For what you have done, his blood must atone;
The Father hath punish’d, for you, his dear Son: The Lord, in the day of his anger, did lay
Your sins on the Lamb, and he bore them away. 3. He answer'd for all, O come at his call,
And low, at his cross, with astonishment fall,
Impassive he suffers, immortal he dies. 4. He dies to atone for sins not his own,
Your debt he hath paid, and your work he hath done: Ye all may receive the peace he did leave,
Who made intercession : “My Father, forgive!', 5. For
and for me he pray'd on the tree; His prayer is accepted, the sinner is free. The sinner am Ion Christ I rely,
And come for the pardon, God cannot deny. 6. My pardon I claim; a sinner I am,
A sinner believing in Jesus's name.
O Father, thou know'st he hath dy'd in my place! 7. His death is my plea, my advocate see,
And hearthe blood speak that hath answer'd for me
Hymn 51. L. M.
E dies, the Friend of sinners dies !
A sudden trembling shakes the ground!
For him who groan'd beneath your load:
A thousand drops of richer blood.
2. Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for man ! But lo! what sudden joys we see;
Jesus, the dead, revives again! The rising God forsakes the tomb :
(In vain the tomb forbids his rise) Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies. 3. Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell,
How high your great deliv'rer reigns;
And led the monster death in chains !
“Born to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask the monster- Where's thy sting?
“And where's thy vict'ry boasting grave ?"
Hymn 52. c. M. 1. PL
LUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretched sinners lay,
Or spark of glim'ring day.
Beheld our helpless grief:
He ran to our relief.
With joyful haste he fled;
And dwelt among the dead.
Their lasting silence break,
The Saviour's praises speak. 5. Angels assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold :
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.
Hymn 53. c. u.
Good-Friday. 1. LAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sov'reign die? Would he devote that sacred head,
For such a worm as I? 2. Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groand upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
And shut his glories in;
For man's the creature's, sin !
While his dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
The debt of love I owe:
"Tis all that I can do.
Hymn 54, P. M. 1. E heavens rejoice in Jesus's grace,
Let earth make a noise, and echo his praise ; Our all loving Saviour hath pacify'd God,
And paid for his favour the price of his blood. 2. Ye mountains and vales, in praises abound,
Ye hills and ye dales, continue the sound :
3. Atonement he made for every one,
The debt he hath paid, the work he hath done ; Shout all the creation, below and above,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus's love.
Who take it unbought, he frees them from thrall;
Hymn 55. L. M.
His bleeding hands, his bleeding feet,
Declare his love divinely great.
His strength decays, his spirit fails :
Proclaim the crimes for which they dy'a :
Thou dy'st for sin, but not thine own. 4. Jesus, and didst thou bleed for me?
O great, O boundless mystery!
head in deep amaze, And silently adore thy grace.
Hymn 56. C. M. 1. EHOLD the loving Son of God
Stretch'd out upon the tree; Behold him shed his precious blood,
And die for you and me. 2. Why is his body rack'd with pains,
And wrung with keenest smart? Why flows the blood out of his veins,
Why torn with grief his heart?