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He sympathises with our grief,

And to the sufferer sends relief.
6 With boldness, therefore, at the throne,

Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aid of heavenly power,
To help us in the evil hour.


Watts 1709. : W ITH joy we meditate the grace

Of our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,

His bowels yearn with love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,

He knows our feeble frame ;
He knows what sore temptations mean,

For He hath felt the same.
3 He in the days of feeble flesh

Poured out His cries and tears ;
And, though exalted, feels afresh

What every member bears.
4 He'll never quench the smoking flax,

But raise it to a flame;
The bruised reed He never breaks,

Nor scorns the meanest name.
5 Then let our humble faith address

His mercy and His power,
We shall obtain delivering grace

In the distressing hour. 6 He ever lives, to intercede

Before His Father's face ;
Give Him, my soul, thy cause to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.

CHRIST, our hope, our heart's desire,

Redemption's only spring ; Creator of the world art Thou,

Its Saviour and its King.


2 How vast the mercy and the love

Which laid our sins on Thee,
And led Thee to a cruel death,

To set Thy people free!
3 But now the bonds of death are burst,

The ransom has been paid ;
And Thou art on Thy Father's throne,

In glorious robes arrayed.
4 O may Thy mighty love prevail,

Our sinful souls to spare :
O may we come before Thy throne,

And find acceptance there.
5 O Christ, be Thou our present joy,

Our future, great reward ;
Our only glory may it be

To glory in the Lord. 282

L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1762.

Heb. ix. 24.
TUNTERED the holy place above,
M Covered with meritorious scars,
The tokens of His dying love

Our great High-Priest in glory bears ;
He pleads His passion on the tree,

He shows Himself to God for me.
2 Before the throne my Saviour stands,

My Friend and Advocate appears ;
My name is graven on His hands,

And Him the Father always hears ;
While low at Jesu's cross I bow,

He hears the blood of sprinkling now.
3 This instant now I may receive

The answer of His powerful prayer :
This instant now by Him I live,

His prevalence with God declare ;
And soon my spirit, in His hands,
Shall stand where my Forerunner stands.

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4-6s & 2-83. C. WESLEY. 1746. DEJOICE, the Lord is King!.

N Your Lord and King adore !
Mortals, give thanks and sing,

And triumph evermore :
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The God of truth and love ;
When He had purged our stains,

He took His seat above ;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
His kingdom cannot fail ;

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

Are to our Jesus given :
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
He sits at God's right hand,

Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,

And fall beneath His feet;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
He all His foes shall quell,

Shall all our sins destroy,
And every bosom swell

With pure seraphic joy ;
Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
Rejoice in glorious hope,

Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take His servants up

To their eternal home;
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice ;
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice!

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C.M. PERRONET. 1785.
LL hail the power of Jesu's Name !

Let angels prostrate fall :
Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown Him Lord of all.
2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,

Who from His altar call;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,

And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

A remnant weak and small,
Hail Him, who saves you by His grace,

And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile sinners ne'er forget

The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at His feet,

And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe,

On this terrestrial bali,
To Him all majesty ascribe,

And crown Him Lord of all.
6 O that with yonder sacred throng,

We at His feet may fall; There join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all !


C. WESLEY. 1742. MHE Lord is King, and earth submits,

1 Howe'er impatient, to His sway; Between the Cherubim He sits,

And makes His restless foes obey. 2 All power is to our Jesus given;

O'er earth's rebellious sons He reigns ; He mildly rules the hosts of heaven;

And holds the powers of hell in chains. 3 In vain doth Satan rage his hour,

Beyond his chain he cannot go, Our Jesus shall stir up His power,

And soon avenge us of our foe.


4 Jesus shall His great arm reveal;

Jesus, the woman's conquering Seed, (Though now the Serpent bruise His heel)

Jesus shall bruise the Serpent's head. 5 The enemy his tares hath sown,

But Christ shall shortly root them up,
Shall cast the dire Accuser down,

And disappoint his children's hope : 6 Shall still the proud Philistine’s noise,

Baffle the sons of unbelief ;
Nor long permit them to rejoice,

But turn their triumph into grief.
7 Come, glorious Lord, the rebels spurn;

Scatter Thy foes, victorious King :
And Gath and Askelon shall mourn,

And all the sons of God shall sing ; 8 Shall magnify the sovereign grace

Of Him that sits upon the throne;
And earth and heaven conspire to praise

Jehovah, and His conquering Son.


7.6 D. MONTGOMERY. 1822.
TAIL to the Lord's Anointed-
D Great David's greater Son !
Hail, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun !
He comes to break oppression,

To let the captive free;
To take away transgression,

And rule in equity.
2 He shall come down, like showers

Upon the fruitful earth,
And love, joy, hope, like flowers,

Spring in His path to birth :
Before Him on the mountains

Shall Peace, the herald, go :
And righteousness, in fountains,

From hill to valley flow.

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