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$ Behold the wonders of His power,
CHRIST triumphs in His dying hour!
And overcame the pow'rs of hell.
And sią atop’d, by Jesus blood:
Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies!
Upon a cross of love, and dies ! 2 Did ever pity stoop so low,
Dress'd in divinity and blood ?
And, sing to their incarnate God. s There glory shines in every face ;
There friendship shines in ev'ry eye;
That led us homeward to the sky,
Shall our melodious voices rove:
The wonders of His dying love., 5 O LORD, for bounty so divine
We ne'er can equal" honors raise !
And all our tongues.proclaim-Thy praise !
RISE, my soul; with wonder see
What love divine for thee hath done! Behold, thy sorrows, sin, and grief,
Are laid on God's Eternal Son.
2 See! from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow.and love flow mingling down; Did e'er such love, such sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so bright a crown!
3 My soul, survey the wond'rous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
And pour contempt on all thy pride.
4 Forbid it LORD, that I should boast,'
Save in the cross of Christ my God; All the vain things that please me most,
I'd sacrifice them to His blood.
5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Demands my soul, my life my all.
, and Jesus dies ;
WAKE, O " ;
sword a He 'bows His head beneath the stroke, To free our soưls from Satan's yoke,
2 What mingled dignity and grace
Appear'd in our REDEEMER's face,
3 Our nature with His own He joins,
And thus fulfils His grand designs;
4 How great the price MESSIẢH paid,
When He His soul an off'ring made
5 See grace and justice both combine! :.
United now, how bright, they shine!
Shiloh come, is not received.
Comes too meekly to be known.
2 Like a-tender plant that's growing Vi bere no water's friendly flowing,
No kind rains.refresh the ground: Dropping, dying we shall view Him, See no charm to dra v us to Him,
Thene no beauty will be foundi 3 Lo! Messiah umrespecferl, :. Man of griefs, respised, rejected;
Wounits His form disfiguring, Marr'd His visage more tliani any, For He bears the sins of niany. 1
All our sorrows carrying.
4 No deceit His mouth bath spoken, Blameless. He no law had broken;
Yet was number'd with the worst; For, because the LORD would grieve Him, We, who saw it, did believe Him For His own offences curst.
5 But while him our thoughts accused He for us alone was bruised,
Stricken, smitten for our guilt : With His stripes our wounds are cured, By His pains our peace assured,
Purchas'd with the blood He spilt.
6 Love amazing, so to mind us, Shepherd come from heaven to find us,
Wand'ring sheep all gone astray ! Lost, undone by our transgressions ! Worse than stript of all possessions,
Debtors without hope to pay. nó.
7 Fear our portion, slaves in spirit,
To a glorious liberty:
Truth and love have made us free.
8 Blessed be the pow'r who gave us,
Bless'd the Son, who freely came:
Be to God, and to the Lam-B