e 9 Lord, I address thy heav'nly throne;

Call me a child of thine;

Send down the Spirit of thy Son,
To form my heart divine.

-10 There shed thy choicest love abroad,
And make my comforts strong;

d Then shall I say, My Father, God, With an unwav'ring tongue.

HYMN 144. C. M. Canterbury. York. [b*] The witnessing and sealing Spirit. Rom. viii, 14, 16.” Eph. i, 13, 14.

e 1

WG mourning all their days?

WHY should the children of a king,

o Great Comforter, descend and bring Some tokens of thy grace.

e 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints,
And seal the heirs of heav'n?

When wilt thou banish my complaints,
And show my sins forgiv❜n?

-3 Assure my conscience of her part,
In the Redeemer's blood;

And bear thy witness with my heart,
That I am born of God.

e 4 Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come;
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove,
Will safe convey me home.

HYMN 145. C. M. Sunday. Christmas.

CHRIST and Aaron. Heb. vii, and ix.
JESUS, in thee our eyes behold

1 Ja thousand glories more,

Than the rich gems, and polish'd gold,
The sons of Aaron wore.

e 2 They first their own burat-off'rings bro't,
To purge themselves from sin;

Thy life was pure without a spot,

And all thy nature clean.

-3 [Fresh blood, as constant as the day, Was on their altars spilt;

But thy one off'ring takes away,

For ever, all our guilt.

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4 Their priesthood ran through sev'ral hands, For mortal was their race;

Thy never-changing office stands,
Eternal as thy days.]

e 5 Once in the circuit of a year,
With blood-but not his own,
Aaron within the vail appears,
Before the golden throne.

⚫ 6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood,
Ascends above the skies;

And, in the presence of our God,
Shows his own sacrifice.

o 7 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns,
On Zion's heav'nly hill;

Looks like a lamb that has been slain,
And wears his priesthood still.

-8 He ever lives-to intercede
Before his Father's face:

Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.

HYMN 146. L. M. Oporto. Nantwich. [*] The Excellencies of CHRIST.

1

10 worship at Emmanuel's feet,

Go

See in his face what wonders mect;
Earth is too narow to express
His worth, his glory, or his grace.

2 The whole creation can afford
But some faint shadows of my Lord;
Nature to make his beauties known,
Must mingle colours, not her own.
3 [Is he compar'd to wine or bread?
Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed:
That flesh, that dying blood of thine,
Is bread of life, is heav'nly wine.

4 Is HE a Tree? The world receives
Salvation from his healing leaves:

That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough,
Is David's root and offspring too.

5 Is HE a Rose? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields:
Or if the Lily he assume,

The vallies bless the rich perfume..
6 Is HE a Vine? His heav'nly root
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit

O let a lasting union join

My soul to Christ the living vine.

7 IS HE the Head? Each member lives,
And owns the vital power he gives;
The saints below and saints above,
Join'd by his Spirit and his love.

8 Is HE a Fountain? There I bathe,
And heal the plague of sin and death:
These waters all my soul renew,
And cleanse my spotted garments too.
9 Is HE a Fire? He'll purge my dross:
But the true gold sustains no loss;
Like a refiner shall he sit,

And tread the refuse with his feet.

10 IS HE a Rock? How firm he proves!
The Rock of Ages never moves:
Yet the sweet streams, that from him flow,
Attend us all the desert through.

11 Is HE a Way? He leads to God;
The path is drawn in lines of blood:
There would I walk, with hope and zeal,
Till I arrive at Sion's hill.

12 Is HE a Door? I'll enter in;
Behold the pastures large and green:
A Paradise divinely fair;

None but the sheep have freedom there.
13 Is HE design'd a Corner-Stone,-
For men to build their heav'n upon?.
I'll make him my foundation too;
Nor fear the plots of hell below.
14 Is HE a Temple? I adore
Th' indwelling Majesty and Pow'r:
And still, to his most holy place,
Whene'er I pray, I turn my face.
15 Is HE a Star? He breaks the night,
Piercing the shades with dawning light;
I know his glories from afar;

I know the bright, the Morning-Star.
16 Is HE a Sun? His beams are grace,
His course is joy and righteousness:
Nations rejoice, when he appears,

To chase the clouds, and dry their tears.]

e 17 O let me climb those higher skies, Where storms and darkness never rise! • There he displays his pow'rs abroad, And shines and reigns th' incarnate God. g 18 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heav'n his full resemblance bears; His beauties we can never trace, 'Till we behold him face to face.

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HYMN 147. L. M. Green's. [*]
Names and Titles of CHRIST.

Tiborrow titles for my Lord;

IS from the treasure of his word,

Nor art, nor nature, can supply
Sufficient forms of majesty.

2 Bright Image of the Father's face,
Shining with undiminish'd rays;
Th' eternal God's eternal Son,
The heir and partner of his throne.

2 The King of kings, the Lord most high,
Writes his own name upon his thigh;
He wears a garment dipt in blood,

And breaks the nations with his rod.

4 Where grace can neither melt, nor move, The Lamb resents his injur'd love;

• Awakes his wrath, without delay, And Judah's Lion tears the prey.

5 But when for works of peace he comes, What winning titles he assumes!

Light of the world, and Life of men;
Nor bears those characters in vain.
6 With tender pity in his heart,
He acts the Mediator's part;

A Friend and Brother he appears,
And well fulfils the names he wears.

7 At length the Judge his throne ascends,
Divides the rebels from his friends;

And saints in full fruition prove.

His rich variety of love.]

HYMN 148. P. M. Allerton. [*]
Scriptural Titles of CHRIST.

1 WITH cheerful voice I sing

WThe titles of my Lord;

g 3. The sov'reign King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high,
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh:

His name is call'd
The Word of God;

He rules the earth

With iron rod

4 When promises and grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb resents
The injuries of his love:

u Awakes his wrath

Without delay,

As lions roar,

And tear the prey.

b 5 But, when for works of peace

The great Redeemer comes,
What gentle characters,

What titles he assumes!

Light of the world,

And Life of men!

Nor will he bear

Those names in vain.

0 6 Immense compassion reigns

In our Emmanuel's heart,

When he descends to act

A Mediator's part.

He is a Friend,

And Brother too;

Divinely kind,
Divinely true.

g 7 At length the Lord, the Judge,

His awful throne ascends,

And drives the rebels far

From favourites and friends:

Then shall the saints

Completely prove

The heights and depths

Of all his love.