Praise for the incarnation and sufferings of Christ. 1 SWEETER sounds than music knows Charm me in Emmanuel's name: All her hopes my spirit owes To his birth, and cross, and shame. 2 When He came, the angels sung, "Glory be to God on high !" Lord! unloose my faltering tongue; Who should louder sing than I? 3 Did the Lord a man become, That He might the law fulfil, Bleed and suffer in my room, And canst thou, my tongue, be still? 4 No; I must my praises bring, Though they worthless are, and weak: For should I refuse to sing,

Sure the very stones would speak.* 5 O my Saviour-Shield and SunShepherd---Brother---Father---Friend--Every precious name in one,I will praise Thee without end.

* Luke xix. 40.

Jesus Christ the true God.

1 My song shall bless the Lord of all;
My praises reach his high abode :
Thee, Saviour! by that name I call,
The Great Supreme, Almighty God.
2 Without beginning, or decline,
Object of faith, and not of sense;
Eternal ages saw Him shine ;-
He shines eternal ages hence.
3 As much, when in the manger laid,
Almighty ruler of the sky,

As when the six-days work He made
Fill'd all the morning stars with joy.
4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears,
Salvation is his dearest claim;

That gracious sound well-pleased He hears, And owns Emmanuel for his name. 5 A cheerful confidence I feel;

My well-placed hopes with joy I see;
My bosom glows with heavenly zeal,
To worship Him who died for me.
6 As Man, He pities my complaint;
His power and mercy are divine;
He will not fail, He cannot faint:
Oh! may He make salvation mine!
HYMN 126.

(L. M. MARTIN'S LANE.)

Man reconciled to God through the blood of Christ. 1 JESUS! whose blood so freely stream'd, To satisfy the law's demand,

By Thee from guilt and wrath redeem'd, Before the Father's face I stand. 2 No part remains of all the curse, For wretches who deserve the whole; Nor arrows, dipt in wrath to pierce The guilty, but returning soul. 3 Peace by such means so dearly bought, What rebel could have hoped to see? Peace by his injured Sovereign wrought, His Sovereign fasten'd to the tree! 4 Now, Lord! thy feeble worm prepare; For strife with earth and hell begins; Confirm and gird me for the war; They hate the soul that hates her sins. 5 Though they in horrid league agree, Though they assault, and much distress, Let them not quench thy love to me, Nor rob me of the Lord my peace.

HYMN 127.

(P. M. PORTSMOUTH.)

The Jewish sacrfuce typical of Christ's atonement

1 ISRAEL, in ancient days,

Not only had a view

Of Sinai in a blaze,

But learn'd the Gospel too:

The types and figures were a glass
In which they saw the Saviour's face.
2 The Paschal Sacrifice,

And blood-besprinkled Door,*
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,
And once applied with power,

* Ex. xii. 13.

Would teach the need of other blood
To reconcile an angry God.

3 The Lamb,* the Dove set forth
His perfect innocence,

Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence:
For he, who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The Scape-goat on his head
The people's trespass bore,
And, to the desert led,

Was to be seen no more:
In him our surety seem'd to stay,
"Behold! I bear your sins away!"
5 Dipt in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free;†
The type, well understood,
Express'd the sinner's plea,
Described a guilty soul enlarged,
And by a Saviour's death discharged,
6 Jesus! I love to trace,

Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in every age,
Oh! grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsafed to me.

HYMN 128.

Lovest thou me? John xxi. 16.

1 HARK! my soul! it is the Lord; 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word:

* Lev. xii. 6. † Lev. xvi. 21. Lev. xiv. 51-5%.

Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee; "Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me? 2 "I deliver'd thee when bound,

"And when wounded heal'd thy wound;
"Found the wandering, set thee right,
"Turn'd thy darkness into light.

4 "Can a woman's tender care
"Cease towards the child she bare?
"Yes; she may forgetful be,
"Yet will I remember thee.*
4" Mine is an unchanging love,
"Higher than the heights above,
"Deeper that the depths beneath,
"Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon,
"When the work of grace is done;
"Partner of my throne shalt be;
"Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?"
6 Lord! it is my chief complaint
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I wonder, and adore:

O for grace to love Thee more!

HYMN 129.

(S. M. BATH.)

Christ a light to them that are in darkness. Luke i. 79.

1 My former hopes are fled;

My terror now begins;

I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.

* Isa. xlix. 15.