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Hymn.

Christ the Pearl of great Price.

1 YE glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu;

A nobler choice be mine:
A real prize attracts my view,
A treasure all divine.

2 Be gone, unworthy of my cares, Ye specious baits of sense ;Inestimable worth appears,

The Pearl of Price immense!

3 JESUS, to multitudes unknown,
O Name divinely sweet!
JESUS, in Thee, in Thee alone,
Wealth, honour, pleasure, meet.

4 Should both the Indies, at my call,
Their boasted stores resign;
With joy I would renounce them all,
For leave to call Thee mine.

5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart; Of this dear gift possess'd,

I'd clasp it to my joyful heart,
And be for ever bless'd.

6 Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires,
Thy love is bliss divine;

Accept the wish that love inspires,
And bid me call Thee mine.

Hymn.

Christ our Physician.

i DEEP are the wounds which sin has made;
Where shall the sinner find a cure?
In vain, alas! is nature's aid;
The work exceeds all nature's pow'r.

2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns

With fatal strength in ev'ry part;
The dire contagion fills the veins,
And spreads it's poison to the heart,

3 And can no sov'reign balm be found?
And is no kind physician nigh
To ease the pain, and heal the wound,
Ere life and hope for ever fly?

4 There is a great Physician near;
Look up, O fainting soul, and live;
See, in His heav'nly smiles appear
Such ease as nature cannot give!

5 See in the SAVIOUR'S dying blood
Life, health, and bliss, abundant flow!
'Tis only this dear sacred flood

Can ease thy pain, and heal thy woe.

6 Sin throws in vain it's pointed dart;
For here a sov'reign cure is found,
A cordial for the fainting heart,
A balm for every painful wound.,

Hymn.

Christ our Hiding-place.

1 HAIL, Sov'reign Love, that first began
The scheme to rescue fall'n man;
Hail, matchless, free, eternal Grace,
That gave my soul a hiding-place.

2 Against the GOD who rules the sky,
I fought with hands uplifted high;
Despis'd the mention of His grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding-place,

3 'Ere long the Gospel voice I heard,
Where mercy dwells in ev'ry word:
The FATHER led me by His grace
To JESUS as my hiding-place.

4 Should storms of seven-fold thunder roll,
And shake the globe from pole to pole,
No flaming bolt could daunt my face,
For JESUS is my hiding-place.

5 On Him Almighty vengeance fell;
Thus must have sunk a world to hell:
He bare it for His chosen race,
And thus became their hiding-place.

6 A few more rolling suns at most,

Will land me on fair Canaan's coast,
Where I shall sing the song of grace,
And see my glorious hiding-place!

Hymn.

Christ the Resurrection and the Life.

1 "I AM," saith CHRIST our glorious Head, (May we attention give,)

"The RESURRECTION of the dead,
The LIFE of all that live.

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2 By faith in Me, the soul receives
New life, though dead before;
And he that in My Name believes
Shall live, to die no more.”

3 Fulfil Thy promise, gracious LORD,
On us assembled here;

Put forth Thy SPIRIT, with the Word,
And cause the dead to hear.

4 Preserve the power of faith alive
In those who love Thy Name;
For sin and Satan daily strive
To quench the sacred flame.

5 Thy power and mercy first prevail'd,
From death to set us free;

And, often since, our life had fail'd,
If not renew'd by Thee.

6 To Thee we look, to Thee we bow,
To Thee for help we call;

Our LIFE and RESURRECTION Thou,
Our Hope, our Joy, our All,

Hymn.

Christ our Wisdom, Righteousness, Sanctification, and
Redemption.

1 BURIED in shadows of the night,
We lie till CHRIST restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears
Till His atoning blood appears;
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing the LORD our righteousness.

3 Our very frame is mix'd with sin;

His SPIRIT makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from His sufferings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.

4 JESUS beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains;
He sets the prisoners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.

5 Poor helpless worms in Thee possess Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness; Thou art our mighty all, and we

Give our whole selves, O LORD, to Thee,

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