HYMN 149. P. M. 1. AH! see him writhe, and bleed, and die ! 2. Great God! the cov'nant now is seal'd; For thou hast given us thy Son. What gift can ever be denied To those for whom the Saviour died? 3. My soul upon thy word relies, Thy gracious message glad receives; In all thy promises believes. 4. Assist me, Lord, to keep his cross Forgive the authors of my woes; Enraptur'd say, "my Father, Friend; " Confide in thee, and yield my breath, Assur'd that with him I'll ascend To mansions of celestial joy, And pleasures which shall never cloy. 7. Eternal glory, praise, to thee, Who sit'st supreme upon the throne ! For ever given to the Son! In heav'n more worthy thanks shall rise 1. N° HYMN 150. L. M. OW let us raise our cheerful strains, And there they sing his wondrous love. How bright, how lovely, how admir'd! 4. Were universal nature our's, And art with all her boasted store; Nature and art, with all their pow'rs, Would still confess the off'rer poor. 5. Yet, tho' for bounty so divine We ne'er can equal honours raise : And all our tongues proclaim thy praise. 1. BEHOLD the bleeding Lamb of God, By hands of barb'rous sinners seiz❜d, 2. Blest Jesus, whence this streaming blood? And whence this foul disgrace? Whence all these pointed thorns that rend Thy amiable face! 3. "I sanctify myself (he cries) "That thou may'st holy be. "Come, trace my life; come, view my death, "And learn to copy me." 4. Dear Lord, we pant for holiness, And ev'ry sin we mourn: To the bright path of thy commands 5. Not more sincerely would we wish Than here with all our utmost pow'r 1. HYMN 152. s. M. AND shall we still be slaves, And in our fetters lie, When summon'd by a voice divine 2. Did the great Saviour bleed, And shall we trample on his blood, 5. Shall we go on to sin, Because thy grace abounds; That those, for whom thy Son has died, HYMN 153. L. M. 1. NOW be that sacrifice survey'd, Which for our souls the Saviour made, While love to sinners fir'd his heart, And conquer'd all the killing smart. 2. Blest Jesus, while thy grace I sing, What grateful tribute shall I bring, That earth and heav'n and all may see 3. That off'ring, Lord, thy word hath taught; That, if their Master's death can move, To serve, forgive, and love like thee. 1. NOW let my soul with transport rise, And range thro' earth and mount the skies, And what shall mercy hold too good HYMN 155. c. M. HARK! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice 2. "Maintain the fight, my faithful band, 3." I have my days of combat seen, 4. "This throne, this glory shall be your's; "And you the blest reward shall share, 5. Lord! 'tis enough; our souls are fir'd Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell; 6. We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn 1. THE God, who once to Israel spoke 2. He wears no terrors on his brow; That calls us wand'rers back to God. 3. Hark! how from Calvary it sounds, From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds: "Pardon and grace I freely give; Then, sinner, look to me, and live." 4. What other arguments can move IX. RESURRECTION AND GLORY OF CHRIST. HYMN 157. L. M. 1. HE dies, the friend of sinners dies! A solemn darkness veils the skies; |