e 9 Lord, I address thy heav'nly throne; Call me a child of thine; Send down the Spirit of thy Son, -10 There shed thy choicest love abroad, 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, When wilt thou banish my complaints, -3 Assure my conscience of her part, And bear thy witness with my heart, e 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, HYMN 145. C. M. Sunday. Christmas. CHRIST and Aaron. Heb. vii, and ix. 1 Ja thousand glories more, Than the rich gems, and polish'd gold, e 2 They first their own burat-off'rings bro't, 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. [*] 4 Their priesthood ran through sev'ral hands, For mortal was their race; Thy never-changing office stands, e 5 Once in the circuit of a year, ⚫ 6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood, And, in the presence of our God, o 7 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns, Looks like a lamb that has been slain, -8 He ever lives-to intercede Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead, 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; 2 The whole creation can afford 4 Is HE a Tree? The world receives That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough, 5 Is HE a Rose? Not Sharon yields The vallies bless the rich perfume.. O let a lasting union join My soul to Christ the living vine. 7 IS HE the Head? Each member lives, 8 Is HE a Fountain? There I bathe, And tread the refuse with his feet. 10 IS HE a Rock? How firm he proves! 11 Is HE a Way? He leads to God; 12 Is HE a Door? I'll enter in; None but the sheep have freedom there. I know the bright, the Morning-Star. 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. 1 HYMN 147. L. M. Green's. [*] Tiborrow titles for my Lord; IS from the treasure of his word, Nor art, nor nature, can supply 2 Bright Image of the Father's face, 2 The King of kings, the Lord most high, 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; A Friend and Brother he appears, 7 At length the Judge his throne ascends, And saints in full fruition prove. His rich variety of love.] HYMN 148. P. M. Allerton. [*] 1 WITH cheerful voice I sing WThe titles of my Lord; g 3. The sov'reign King of kings, His name is call'd He rules the earth With iron rod 4 When promises and grace 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 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, 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. |