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2 Was it for crimes that I have done,

He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!

And love beyond degree!
.3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,

And shut his glories in ;
When Christ the mighty Maker died

For man the creature's sin!
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,

While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,

And inelt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repày

The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do..

Hymn 217. P. M.

Let carth make a noise and echo his

praise : Our all-loving Saviour bath pacified God, And paid for his favour the price of his

blood. 2 Ye mountains and vales, in praises abound,

Ye hills and ye dales, continue the sound;
Break forth into singing, ye trees of the wood,

For Jesus is bringing lost sinners to God. 3 Atonement he made for every one, Tbe debt he hath paid, the work be hath

Shout, all the creation, below and above,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus's love,

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4 His mercy hath brought salvation to all, Who take it unbought he frees them from,

thrall; Throughout the believer his glory displays, And perfects for ever the vessels of grace.

AND are we yet




Hymn 218. S. M. 1

And see each other's face? Glory and praise to Jesus give

For his redeeming grace! Preserv'd by power divine,

To feel salvation here, Again in Jesu's praise we join,

And in his sight appear.2 What troubles have we seen!

What conflicts have we past! Fightings without and fears within,

Since we assembled last ! But out of all, the Lord

Hath brought us by his love; And still he doth his help afforch,

Apd hide our life above. 3 Then let us make our boast

Of his redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost,

Till we shall sin no more:
Let us take up the cross,

Till we the crown obtain,
And gladly reckon all things loss,
So we but Jesus gain.

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Hymn 219. P. M.
TOME away to the skies!

My beloved, arise,
And rejoice in the day thou wast born:

On this festival day

Come exulting away,
And with singing to Sion return !
2 We have laid up our love

And treasures above,
Tho' our bodies continue below;

The redeem'd of the Lord,

We remember his word,
And with singing to paradise go.
3 With singing we praise

The original grace,
By our heavenly Father bestow'd :
Our being receive

From his bounty, and live
To the honour and glory of God..

For thy glory we are

Created to share
Both the nature and kingdom divine!

Created again,

That our souls may remaia lu time and eternity thine.

With thanks we arprove

The design of thy love,
Which hath join'd us in Jesus's namc!

So united in heart,

That we never cap part,
Till we meet at the feast of the Lanib.

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6 There, there at his feet,

We shall suddenly meet,
And be parted in body no more!

We shall sing to our Tyres

With heavenly choirs,
And our Saviour in glory adore.
7 Hallelujah we sing

To our Father and King,
And his rapturous praises repeat;

To the Lamb that was slain

Hallelujah again,
Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet.
8 In assurance of hope

We to Jesus Jook up,
Till his banner unfurld in the air

From our graves we shall see,

And cry out“ It is he!”
And fly up to acknowledge him there.

Hymn 220.

P. M.

COME Let us an eie our journey pursue; And press to our permanent place in the skies. of heavenly birth, tho’ wand'ring on earth, This is not our place,

[fess. But strangers and piigrinis ourselves we con2 At Jesus's call we give up our all,

And still we forego,
For Jesus's sake our enjoyments below;

No longiog we find for the country behind;

But onward we move, And still we are seeking a country above. 3 A country of joy, without any alloy;

We thither repair : Our hearts and our treasure already are there. We march hand in hand to Immanuel's land;

No matter what cheer We meet with on earth, for eternity's near! 4 The rougher our way, the shorter our stay;

The tempests that rise Shall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies : The fiercer the blast, the sooner 'tis past,

The troubles that come, Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us homie.

Hymn 221. P. M. 1 COME, let us ascend

My companion and friend, To a taste of the banquet above!

If thy heart be as mine,

If for Jesus it pine,
Come up into the chariot of love.

Who in Jesus confide,

We are bold to outride
The storms of affliction beneath!

With the prophet we soar

To the heavenly shore,
And outfly all the arrows of death.

By faith we are come

To our permanent home,
By hope we the capture improve,


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