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$ The lamb, the dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,
Should be the soul's defence ;
The people's trespass bore,
Was to be seen no more :
The living bird went free ;
Throughout the sacred page;
The fame in ev'ry age !
faithful be To clearer light, vouchsaf'd to me.
HYMN X. C.M. ESTENNETT.)
Through all the gospel shine !
2 Down from his starry throne on high,
Th’ almighty Saviour comes ;
And feeble flesh affumes.
Upon the cross he pays :
'Midt shouts of loftiest praise.
Thy justice and thy grace:
Praife for the Gospel.
New honors be addrest ;
falvation shines abroad,
And learn his righteousnefs.
With all her diff'rent tongues ;
Prayer for the spread of the Gospel,
And thus thy empire wide extend :
To Gentile, Turk, and stubborn Jew,
Thou king of grace ! falvation shew. 2 Where'er thy sun, or light arise,
I ! In thine own image, Father, God,
That image Christ the Lord display'd; A present twain-yet future one,
Was Adam, male and female made.
On which is bas'd falvation's plan :
Man dwells in God, and God in man. 3.O glorious type of heav'nly grace !.
Creation's hour proclaims the Son
The beguiling of Woman.
3 Here Jesus love is plainly shown in
Yes love more strong than death : 1,
, Adam our head, our father, fell, When Satan in the serpent bid,
Propos'd the fruit that God forbid,
To take poffeffion of the man :
And heavy curses (mote the ground. 3 But Satan found 4 worsę reward ;
Thus faith the vengeance of the Lord, “Let everlasting hatred be
Betwixt the woman's feed and thee. 4 The woman's feed shall be my fon,
He shall destroy what thou hast done,
Thy malice raging at his heel.”
Roll on ; at length his Son appears ;
And sing the young Redemer's birth. . 6 Ly, by the fons of hell he dies ;
But he hpng 'twixt earth and skies,
HYMN XVI. L. M. [BEDDOME.]
The First Promise of God. WHEN by the tempter's wiles betray’d,
Adam our head and parent fell, ; Unknown before, a pleasure spread
Thro' all the mazy deeps of hell. 2 Infernal pow'rs rejoic'd to see
The new-made world destroy'd, undone ;
Pardon and mercy thro? his Son.
Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel;
Thy malice faintly bruise his heela
Affumes a mortal form, and dies ;
And the proud conqueror, conquer'd lięs. 5 Dying, the King of Glory deals
Ruin, to all his num'rous foes :
First and Second Adam.
Adam the offspring of the dust,
Bat just below an angel's place? 2 That thou should'It raise his nature for And make him lord of all below ;