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3 The types bore witness to His Name,
Obtain'd their chief design, and ceas'd; The incense and the bleeding lamb,
The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4, Predictions in abundance meet
To join their blessings on His head:
And nations own the promis'd seed.
The types are all withdrawn;
Before the rising dawn.
Nor kid, nor bullock slain;
Would all be burnt in vain.
His mitre and his vest,
The Off'ring and the Priest.
The wonders of His love;
And prays for us above. 5 “FATHER,” he cries, “ forgive their sins,
“For I Myself have died :"
And pleads His wounded side.
W ITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High-Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.
2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean,
For He has felt the same.
3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great REDEEMER stood, While Satan's fiery darts He bore,
And did resist to blood.
4 He in the days of feeble flesh
Pour'd out His cries and tears, And in His measure feels afresh
What ev'ry member bears.
5 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;
Nor scorns the meanest name.
6 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and His pow'r: We shall obtain deliv'ring grace
In the distressing hour.
Lyin. The Priesthood and Blood of Christ. . 1 BLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies : “ Revenge," the blood of Abel cries : But the dear stream, when Christ was slain,
Speaks peace as loud from every vein.: 2 Pardon and peace from GOD on high; .
Behold, He lays His vengeance by;
Become the favourites of the LORD. 3 To Jesus let our praises rise,
Who gave His life a sacrifice;
Christ our Sacrifice.
On Jewish altars slain
Or wash away the stain.
Takes all our sins away;
And richer blood than they.
On that dear head of Thine,
And there confess my sin.
My soul looks back to see .
The burdens Thou didst bear,
And hopes her guilt was there.
Believing we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
And sing His bleeding love.
1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling
Bòrders on the shades of death,
Dissipate the clouds beneath!
In our deepest darkness rise,
Pouring day upon our eyes !
2 Still we wait for Thine appearing,
Life and joy Thy beams impart; Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor benighted heart: Come, and manifest the favour
Thou hast for Thy ransom'd race! Come, thou dear exalted SAVIOUR,
Come, and bring Thy Gospel-grace!
3 Save us in Thy great compassion,
O Thou mild pacific Prince;
Give the pardon of our sins :
Every burden'd soul release ;
Guide us into perfect peace.
ALL hail, redeeming LORD,
Sweet Day-star from on high !
Great source of vital joy!
Shine, lovely Star of day,
Around and in us shine;
Thy light and love divine.
"Through all this desert place:
Of happiness and peace.
Death's vale shall lose it's gloom,
Cheer'd by Thy vital ray, And open to our longing eyes
An everlasting day.