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And taking up his room,
Dispensing life and grace :
The law by Aaron's priesthood came,

But grace and truth by Jesus' name. 2 My Lord a priest is made,

As sware the mighty God,
To Ifrel and his feed;
Ordain'd to offer blood,
For finners who his mercy feek,

A priel, as was Melchizedek. 3 He once temptations knew,

Of ev'ry fort and kind,
That he might fuccour shew,
To ev'ry tempted mind:
In ev'ry point the Lamb was tried

Like us, and then for us he died. 4 He dies, but lives again,

And by the altar stands ;
There iheis how he was flain,
Op’ning his pierced hands.
Our Priest abides, and pleads the cause

Of us, who have tranfgrefsd his laws. 5

I other Priests disclaim,
And laws, and off'rings too,
Nonę but the bleeding lamb
The mighty work can do :
He shall have all the praise, for he
Hath lov'd, and liv’d, and di'd for me.

High Priest, merciful and faithful.
WITH joy we méditate the giace
Of our High Priest above

CXXXVIII. C.M.. [watts.]

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His heart is made of tenderness,

His bowels melt with love.
2 Touch'd with a fympathy within,

He knows qur feeble frame ;
He knows what fore temptations mean,

For he has felt the same.
3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,

The great Redeemer ftoad,
While Satan's fiery darts he bore,

And did refift so blood.
# He, in the days of feeble flesh,

Pour'd out his cries and tears,
And in his measure feels afresh

What ev'ry member bears.
5 He'll never quench the smoaking flax,

But raise it to a flame :
The bruised reed he never breaks,

Nor fcorns the meanest name.
6 Then let our humble faith address

His mercy and his pow'r,
We shall obtain deliv'ring grace,
In the dilrefling hour."

Seeker and Saviour of the loft.
Jesis thine to fave by grace,
The ruin'd, wand'ring, loft, undone,

Of Adam's guilty race.
2 No height, nor depth of fin,

Of wretchedness, or woe,

Precluded, Lord, thy boundless love,

To helpless man below.
3 Deep as our depths of guile,

Didit thou, O Chrift, descend ;
And lo, che prodigal is found,

Of his almighty friend.
4 Come, grateful finners, come,

The seeker, Saviour, laud ;
Forever bless his gracious name',

And praise the loving God.

Sinner's Friend. ! YE children of my God,

Ye dear, peculiar race, Who're wash'd in Jesus' blood, And fav’d, thro? faith by grace.. Attend and join ta tell his fame,

Whom John the baptist call’d the Lambe 2 From all eternityrer

He lov'd the finner's train
His love, him forc'd to die,
Compellid him to be slain :
For uş, and in our stead, he food,

With all his garments rollid in blood.
3 His heart he set on us
When we were enemies ;
And on the accursed cross,
Amidst his tears and cries,
He pray'd for us, who us'd him fo,
Father, they know not what they do!

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L. M.

He thought upon us, when
The blood ran from his heart;
In all his grief and pain,
In all his chiefelt smart :
Tho' we it caus’d, he all forgave,

And bare it, that lie might us fave.
Ś Still he remains the same,

His foes he loves, and cries, Believe ye in my name, Lift up, ye loft, your eyes ;, Behold me, and you yet shall live, I freely will falvation give. HYMN CXLI. [ADDISON'S PSA. 23.)

Shepherd. 1

THE Lord my paiture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants fupply
And guard me with a watchful eye ;
My noon day walks he shall attend,

And all my midnight hours defend.
Ź When in the foltry glebe I faint,

Or on the thirsty mountains pant,
To fertile vales, and dewy meads,
My weary, wand'ring steps he leads
Where peaceful rivers, soft and flow,

Amid the verdant landscape flow... 3 Tho' in the paths of death I tread,

With gloomy horrors overspread,
My stedfalt lieart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me fill;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me thro' the dreadful thade.

4 Tho'in a bare and rugged way,

Thro' devious Jonely wilds I stray,
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile ;*
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greeps and herbage crown'd,
And streams fhall murmur all around.
HYMN CXLII. s. m. ['Richards. ]

Son of Man.

WAKE my soul, arise,”

Review salvation's plan : Behold all nature's fov'reign Lord

The Son, the Son of Man.
ż What need of further proot,

That God is love supreme?
Here goodness, mercy, justice, grace,

In full resplendence beam. 3. Will Jesus'e'er deny,

This title which he wear's ?'
Sure no ; for 'mid his glorious throne,

The name of Man he bears.
4 Then trust my soul, thy All,

To God, to Man, in one :
And humbly wait the coming day,
Which crowns the perfect Son.


Unchangeable. · HERE shall no trouble or dismay

Reach us, nor want, nor sin, nor shame, For Chrift to day and yesterday, And to eternity's the same.

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