The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

Sabbatic Year. Lev. xxv. 13, 20, 21. Mat. vi. 25.

1 BLESSED are the eyes that see

The ears are blessed that hear The trumpet of the jubilee;

The great sabbatic year.

2 We plough nor sow no more,
Nor toil for living bread;
For we've a never-failing store,
A table plenteous spread.

3 The servant now is free;
The hateful heavy yoke
(That all might taste true liberty)
From ev'ry neck is broke.

4 Th' inheritance, once sold,
Which the poor bankrupt mourns,
without gold

To the true owner,

Or price, it now returns.

5 O Jesus! ever bless'd,
Thou art our jubilee;

Our restoration and our rest,
Is all, dear Lamb, in thee.

6 Thy name, O bleeding King,
Shall dwell on all our tongues;
And ev'ry heart inspir'd shall sing
Thy praise in all their songs.

Father. Isa. Ixiii. 16. Psa. ciii. 22; cxlv. 9, 10.

1 FATHER of Angels and of men,
Of nature and of grace the Lord,
Be thou in one eternal strain,
By all thy various works ador'd.

2 From heaven to earth, from earth to heaven,
Through worlds above and worlds below,
Thy boundless mercies, freely given,
In tides of bliss for ever flow.

3 Sing, O ye heavens ! burst into praise
Thou earth, and let the anthem roll,
Till rocks and tombs swall hear the lays,
And light and life embrace the whole.

Praise. Ps. cvii. 8. Isa. xxxv. 3-6.

1 0, FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My dear Redeemer's praise!
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace!

2 Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;

"Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life and health and peace.

3 He breaks the power of death and sin,
He sets the prisoners free

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His blood can make the foulest clean,
His blood avail'd for me.

4 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive;

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.

5 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosen'd tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.

Characters of Christ; from the Prophets.

1 "OPENER of the blinded eyes!"

'Mid the night of death arise.
"Binder of the broken heart!”
Balsam to the soul impart.

2 "Giver of the oil of joy!"
Mourning from the earth destroy.
66 Raiser up of Jacob's race!"
Save the world of man, by grace.

3 "Saviour God, and God the just!”
On thine arm shall nations trust.
"Gatherer of the outcasts home!"
In salvation's chariots, come.

4 "Liberal soul, devising good!"
Sinners wash in thy own blood.
"Taker of the veil away!"
Lead us to eternal day.

5 "Man of sorrows, man of grief!"
May thy wounds impart relief.
"Leader, witness, cov'nant God!"
Rule the world with mercy's rod.

6 "Opener of the prison door!”
Captives to thy light restore.
Judge, Lawgiver, King of men!"
Come in glory, come again.

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Preaching of glad tidings. Luke iv. 17, 18, 19. Matt. iv. 23.

1 O CHRIST, what gracious words,

Are ever, ever thine;
Thy voice is music to the soul,
And life and peace divine.

2 Good, everlasting good,
Glad tidings full of joy,
Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth,
And flow without alloy,

3 The broken heart, the poor,
The bruis'd, the deaf, the blind,
The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch,
In thee compassion find.

4 Lord Jesus, speed the day,

The promis'd day of grace,
To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf,
The dead of Adam's race.

4 One song shall then employ
The blessed, blessing whole;
And human nature shout thy name,
The life of every soul.

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Judgment brought forth unto victory. 1 Chron. xvi. 32, 3 .. Matt. xii. 18-21. Psa. viii. 4-6.

1

LO! the man of God appointed,
Judge of quick and judge of dead,

'Mid his father's throne exalted, High in glory lifts his head.

Shout triumphant, sing rejoicing, shout triumphant 'Tis the Son, the Son of man.

2

He's the bringer forth of judgment,
Judgment bas'd on truth divine:

See, before the bar arraigned,
Death and hell their powers resign.

Ransom'd thousands, happy myriads, rising nations
Sound the Almighty Saviour's name.

3

Where is sin, and death, and Satan?
Triumph they? or triumphs God?
Sin, and death, and hell subdued,
Feel the monarch's iron rod.

Whilst the nature, human nature, Christ assumed
Is by him redeem'd and sav'd.

Hallelujah! hallelujah!

4

Glory be to God on high:

Hallelujah! hallelujah!

Worlds below and worlds on high

Shout redemption! cry salvation! praise the Saviour Praise, O praise ye him-Amen.

Christ and the Church. Psa. xlviii. 10. xlvii. 9, c. 4, 5.

1 THE King of saints, how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majesty and grace!
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.

2 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold;