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HYMN 116, 8s and 7s, Peculiar.
Christ, the Lamb, enthroned and worshiped.

HARK!-ten thousand harps and voices

Sound the note of praise above,
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ;-
Jesus reigns, the God of love:
See! he sits on yonder throne;
Jesus rules the world alone.

2 Jesus! hail! whose glory brightens
All above, and gives it worth;
Lord of life! thy smile enlightens,

Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth:
When we think of love like thine,
Lord! we own it love divine.

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Thine an everlasting crown;

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Nothing, from thy love, shall sever

Those whom thou hast made thine own;Happy objects of thy grace,

Destined to behold thy face.

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Bring-Oh! bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away;
Then, with golden harps, we 'll sing,-
Glory, glory to our King."

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HYMN 117, 8s and 7s.

Praise to God, the Saviour.

IGHTY God! while angels bless thee,
May a mortal lisp thy name?

Lord of men, as well as angels!

Thou art every creature's theme:

Lord of every land and nation!
Ancient of eternal days!

Sounded through the wide creation,
Be thy just and lawful praise.

2 For the grandeur of thy nature,

Grand, beyond a seraph's thought;—

For the wonders of creation,

Works with skill and kindness wrought

For thy providence, that governs

Through thine empire's wide domain,

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Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ;——
Blessed be thy gentle reign.

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Bright, though veiled in darkness long;-
Thought is poor, and poor expression ;
Who can sing that wondrous song?
Brightness of the Father's glory!
Shall thy praise unuttered lie?
Break, my tongue! such guilty silence,
Sing the Lord who came to die :-

4 From the highest throne of glory,
To the cross of deepest woe,
Came to ransom guilty captives !-
Flow, my praise! for ever flow:
Re-ascend, immortal Saviour!

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Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;
Thence return and reign for ever;-
Be the kingdom all thine own!

HYMN 118, S. M.

Moses and Christ.

HE law by Moses came;

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But peace and truth and love

Were brought by Christ, a nobler name,
Descending from above.

2 Amidst the house of God,

Their different works were done;
Moses a faithful servant stood,

But Christ a faithful Son.

3 Then, to his new commands,
Be strict obedience paid;
O'er all his Father's house he stands,
The sovereign and the head.

4 The man, who durst despise
The law that Moses brought,-
Behold! how terribly he dies
For his presumptuous fault.

5 But sorer vengeance falls

On that rebellious race,

Who hate to hear when Jesus calls,
Ard dare resist his grace.

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HYMN 119, C. M.

Various Success of the Gospel.

HRIST and his cross is all our theme;
The mysteries that we speak

Are scandal in the Jews' esteem,
And folly to the Greek.

2 But souls, enlightened from above,
With joy receive the word;

They see what wisdom, power, and love,
Shine in their dying Lord.

3 The vital savor of his name

Restores their fainting breath;
But unbelief perverts the same
To guilt, despair, and death.
4 Till God diffuse his graces down,
Like showers of heavenly rain,
In vain Apollos sows the ground,
And Paul may plant in vain.

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Borders on the shades of death!
Come, and, by thy love revealing,
Dissipate the clouds beneath:
The new heaven and earth's Creator,
In our deepest darkness rise,—
Scattering all the night of nature,
Pouring eye-sight on 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 thy favor
To the ransomed, helpless race;
Come, thou glorious God and Saviour!
Come, and bring the gospel grace.

3 Save us, in thy great compassion,
O thou mild, pacific Prince!
Give the knowledge of salvation,
Give the pardon of our sins;
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Every burdened soul release;

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Every weary, wardering spirit,
Guide into thy perfect peace.

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HYMN 121, H. M.

Christ, our King.

EJOICE! the Lord is King!-
Your God and King adore ;
Mortals! give thanks, and sing,
And triumph evermore:

Lift up the heart,-lift up the voice,-
Rejoice aloud, ye saints! rejoice.

2 His kingdom cannot fail;

He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given:

Lift up the heart,-lift up the voice,--
Rejoice aloud, ye saints! rejoice,

3 He all his foes shall quell,

Shall all our sins destroy,

And every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy :

Lift up the heart,-lift up the voice,-
Rejoice aloud, ye saints! rejoice.

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Jesus, the judge, shall come,

And take his servants up

To their eternal home:

We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound,—Rejoice.

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God, the Son, equal with the Father.

1 BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God!

Our spirits bow before thy seat;
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful feet.

2 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright,
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who, among the sons of light,
Pretends comparison with thee?

3 Yet one there is, of human frame,-
Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood,--

Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God.

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Their essence is for ever one,

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Though they are known by different names,
The Father God, and God the Son.

5 Then let the name of Christ, our king,
With equal honors be adored;

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His praise let every angel sing,

And all the nations own him-Lord.

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HYMN 123, 12s.

The Voice of free Grace.

IE voice of free grace cries-"Escape to the
mountain !"

For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened a fountain;
For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression,
His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation.

CHORUS.

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Thy name is the theme of the great congregation, While angels and saints raise the shout of salvation. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore; With harps in our hands, we 'll praise him the more; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, And sing of salvation for ever and ever!

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HYMN 124, C. M.

Christ precious.

dol 1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds

a believer's ear!

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

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