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He sympathises with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.
Let us make all our sorrows known;
Watts 1709. : W ITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;
His bowels yearn with love.
He knows our feeble frame ;
For He hath felt the same.
Poured out His cries and tears ;
What every member bears.
But raise it to a flame;
Nor scorns the meanest name.
His mercy and His power,
In the distressing hour. 6 He ever lives, to intercede
Before His Father's face ;
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,
To set Thy people free!
The ransom has been paid ;
In glorious robes arrayed.
Our sinful souls to spare :
And find acceptance there.
Our future, great reward ;
To glory in the Lord. 282
L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1762.
Heb. ix. 24.
Our great High-Priest in glory bears ;
He shows Himself to God for me.
My Friend and Advocate appears ;
And Him the Father always hears ;
He hears the blood of sprinkling now.
The answer of His powerful prayer :
His prevalence with God declare ;
4-6s & 2-83. C. WESLEY. 1746. DEJOICE, the Lord is King!.
N Your Lord and King adore !
And triumph evermore :
The God of truth and love ;
He took His seat above ;
He rules o'er earth and heaven;
Are to our Jesus given :
Till all His foes submit,
And fall beneath His feet;
Shall all our sins destroy,
With pure seraphic joy ;
Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
To their eternal home;
C.M. PERRONET. 1785.
Let angels prostrate fall :
And crown Him Lord of all.
Who from His altar call;
And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small,
And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile sinners ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial bali,
And crown Him Lord of all.
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,
And disappoint his children's hope : 6 Shall still the proud Philistine’s noise,
Baffle the sons of unbelief ;
But turn their triumph into grief.
Scatter Thy foes, victorious King :
And all the sons of God shall sing ; 8 Shall magnify the sovereign grace
Of Him that sits upon the throne;
Jehovah, and His conquering Son.
7.6 D. MONTGOMERY. 1822.
His reign on earth begun !
To let the captive free;
And rule in equity.
Upon the fruitful earth,
Spring in His path to birth :
Shall Peace, the herald, go :
From hill to valley flow.