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He left his starry crown,
And laid his robes aside;
On wings of love came down,

And wept, and bled, and died:
What he endured, O who can tell!

To save our souls from death and hell. 3 From the dark



The mansions of the dead;
And thence his mighty foes

In glorious triumph led:
Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,

And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 4 From thence he'll quickly come

His chariot will not stay-
And bear our spirits home

To realms of endless day:
There shall we see his lovely face,

And triumph in his pard'ning grace. 5 Jesus, we ne'er can pay

The debt we owe thy love:
Yet tell us how we may

Our gratitude approve:
Our hearts, our all, to thee we give:
Thine may we die, thine may we live.


[s. B. 67.]

P. M.

GLORY to God on high!
Let heaven and earth reply,



his name!
Angels his love adore,
Who all our sorrows bore;
And saints cry evermore,

Worthy the Lamb! 2 All they around the throne, Cheerfully join in one,

Praising his name:

We who have felt his blood,
Sealing our peace with God,
Sound we his fame abroad:

Worthy the Lamb! 3 Join all the ransom'd

Our Lord and God to bless:

Praise ye his name!
In him may all rejoice,
Making a cheerful noise;
And shout with heart and voice,

Worthy the Lamb! 4 Though we must change our place, Yet shall we never cease

Praising his name:
To him we'll tribute bring;
Hail him our gracious King;
And, without ceasing, sing,

Worthy the Lamb!

[s. B. 162.]

Now with one consent we sing
Glory to our God and King:
All our hearts and voices raise,

To proclaim the Saviour's praise. 2 While in him we live and move,

He defends us by his love;
Wandering through the desert land,

He upholds us by his hand.
3 He, in every time and place,

Manifests his guardian grace;
Every day and every hour,

Shields us by his constant power. 4 While we see each other's face,

Gladly we unite to bless
Him that leads us by his love,
To his blissful throne above.

5 May we walk with God below,

In his likeness daily grow,
Till our joyful spirits rise
To behold him in the skies.


C. M.

To thee, my Saviour and my Lord,

A lofty song I'll raise; While love inspires my glowing heart,

And forms my lips to praise. 2 Worthy for ever is the Lamb

That bore our sins away:
But 0, what tribute can we give?

What equal honours pay? 3 Millions of saints thy grace proclaim,

In nobler strains above;
But not an angel's tongue can tell

The wonders of thy love. 4 Bless'd seraphs sing thy matchless love,

And shout thy high renown; Archangels, at thy sacred feet;

Lay their bright glories down. 5 Reign, mighty Prince! for ever reign,

Till death himself be dead; And let eternal


Their blessings on thy head.
6 Thus will I sing, till nature fails;

Till sense and language die;
And then resume the pleasing theme

In happier worlds on high.




6 lines 8.

CREATOR Spirit! by whose aid
The world's foundations first were laid;
Come, visit every pious mind;
Come, pour thy joys upon mankind:
From sin and sorrow set us free,

And make us temples worthy thee.
2 Thou strength of his almighty hand,

Whose pow'r does heav'n and earth command;
Thrice holy fount! thrice holy fire!
Our hearts with holy love inspire:
Come, and thy sacred unction bring,

Tosanctify us while we sing.
3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high,

Rich in thy seven-fold energy;
Give us thyself, that we may see
The Father and the Son by Thee:
Make us eternal truths receive,

And practise all that we believe. 4 Immortal honour, endless fame,

Attend the Almighty Father's name!
Let God the Son be glorified,
Who for lost man's redemption died;
And equal adoration be,
Eternal Spirit! paid to Thee!




[L. B. 238.] S. M. FATHER, in whom we live,

In whom we are and move,
The glory, power, and praise receive

Of thy creating love:
Let all the angel-throng

Give thanks to God on high,
While earth repeats the joyful song,

And echoes through the sky. 2 Incarnate Deity,

Let all the ransom'd race
Render in thanks their lives to thee,

For thy redeeming grace:

to sinner's show'd, Ye heavenly choirs proclaim; And cry, Salvation to our God!

Salvation to the Lamb ! 3 Spirit of Holiness,

Let all thy saints adore
Thy sacred energy, and bless

Thy heart-renewing power;
Not angel-tongues can tell

Thy love's ecstatic height,
The glorious joy unspeakable,

The beatific sight.
4 Eternal triune Lord,

Let all the hosts above,
Let all the sons of men record,

And dwell upon thy love:
When heaven and earth are fled

Before thy glorious face,
Sing, all the saints thy love has made,

Thy everlasting praise !

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