Sinners (hall learn thy wondrous grace,

And saints thy goodness own.
4 Our tongues fhäll thy redeeming love

With facred rapture tell ;
And loud resound Immanuel's praise,
Who saves from death and hell.

HYMN LX.

C. M. [RICHARDS.]

1

Zeal of the Lord of Hosts.
ZEAL of the Lord of Hofts! thy zeal,

,
Shall of tranfgreflions make an end,

And righteousness bring in.
2 Yes! righteousness divine, complete,

The righteousness of God,
Imputed to the guilty soul,

By faith in Jesus' blood.
3 And will that God who gave his fon,

Refuse this faith to give?
Sure, no. It cannot, cannot be ;
Man shall believe and live.

HYMN LXI. C. M. [WATTS.]

Aaron, and the true Melchizedek.
JESUS, in thee our eyes behold

A thousand glories more,
Thap sparkled in the gems and gold
The fons of Aaron wore.
2 They first their own burnt-off'rings brought

To purge themselves from fin

Thy life was pure without a spot,

And all thy nature clean.
3. Once in the circuit of a year,

With blood, but not his own,
Aaron within the veil appears,

Before the golden throne.
4 But Chrift by his own pow'rful blood,

Ascends above the skies,
And in the presence of our God,

Shews his own sacrifice.
5 Jesus the king of glory reigns,

On Zion's heav'nly hill,
Looks like a lamb that once was slain,

And wears his priesthood fill. 6 He ever lives to intercede

Before his father's face :
Give him, my soul thy cause to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.
HYMN LXII. L. M. [RICHARDS.]

Achor's vale, a door of hope.
FROM tribulation’s gloomy vale,

Where Jefus bow'd, where Jesus bled,
The suff'ring, conq’ring Lamb of God,

Shall lift on high, his glorious head. 2 For rebel man, the Saviour died :

For man, he burst the rocky tomb ;
And opes, by death, a door of hope,

That enters on the world to come.
3 The bow, the sword, the King of death,

Christ Jesus' death has took away ;

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And Achor's vale, this vale of tears,
Now beams with everlasting day.

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HYMN LXIII. P. M. [RICHARDS.] )

Characters of Chrif : From the Prophets. I "OPNER of the blinded eyes!"

'Mid the night of death arise. « Birder of the broken heart!". Balsam to the soul impart. “Giver of the oil of joy !" Mourning from the earth destroy. “ Raiser up of Jacob's race !"

Save the world of man, by grace.
3 “ Saviour God, and God the just !!!,

On thine arm shall nations trust.
“ Gath'rer of the outcasts home !!!,

In Salvation's chariots, come. 4.“ Lib'ral foul, devising good !”.

Sinners wash in thy own blood.
« Taker of the vail away !”.

Lead us to eternal day.
5 « Man of sorrows, man of grief!"

May thy wounds impart relief.
“ Leader, witness, cov’nant God !!!,

Rule the world with mercy's rod. 6" Op’ner of the prison door!” Captives to thy light restore.

Judge, lawgiver, king of men !"?
Come, in glory, come again.

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HYMN LXIV C. M. [DODDRIDGE.]

Office of Christ. HA

ARK the glad found! the Saviour comes

The Saviour promis'd long! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne,

And ev'ry voice a song.
2 On him, the spirit, largely pour’d,

Exerts its sacred fire ;
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,

His holy breast inspire.
3 He comes, the pris'ners to release,

In Satan's bondage held ;
The gates of brass before him burst,

The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes, from thickest films of vice,

To clear the mental ray ;
And on the eye opprest with night,
To
pour

celeitial day.
5
He

comas, the broken heart to bind, Tlie bleeding foul to cure ; And, with the treasures of his grace,

T" inrich the humble poor. 6 Our glad Hofannas, Prince of Peace,

hy welcome shall proclaim ; And Heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name.

HYMN LXV. C.M. [wa17s.]

Substance of the Levitical Priesthood.
THE
'HÉ true Meffiah now appears,
The types are all withdrawn ;

So fly the shadows and the fars,

Before the rising dawn.
2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs,

Nor kid nor bullock lain :
Incense and spice of costly names

Would all be burnt in vain.
3 Aaron must lay his robes away,

His mitre and his velt,
When God himself comes down to be

The off'ring, and the priest.
4 He took our mortal flesh, to show

The wonders of his love ;
For us he paid his life below,

And prays for us above.
5 Father, he cries, forgive their kins,

For I myfelf have di'd ;
And then he shows his open’d veins,
And pleads his wounded fide.

HYMN LXVI. L.M. [WATTS.]
The Typer and Prophecies fulfilled in Chrif.
BEHOLD the woman's promis?d feed !

Behold the great Melliah come !
Behold the prophets all agreed

To give him the superior room! 2 Abram the faint, rejoic'd of old,

When visions of the Lord he saw ;
Moses, the man of God, foretold

This great fulfiller of his law.
3
The types

bore witness to his name, Obtain'd their chief design and ceas’d ;