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HYMN CIV. L. M.
The exaltation of Chrift. NOW let us raife our cheerful trains, And join the blifsful choir above! There our exalted Saviour reigns, And there they fing his wondrous love."
7 While feraphs tune th' immortal fong,
4 Jefus who di'd that we might live,
Were univerfal nature ours,
6 Yet tho' for bounty, fo divine !
HYMN CV. L. M.
Jefus exalted as a Prince and a Saviour.
'Tis fix'd by God's Almighty hand, And feraphs bow at thy command. 2 Exalted Saviour, we confefs The foy'reign triumphs of thy grace; Where beams of gentle radiance fhine, And temper majefty divine. 3 Wide thy refiftlefs fceptre sway, Till all thine enemies obey: Wide may thy cross its virtue prove, And conquer millions by its love. 4 Mighty to vanquish, and forgive! Thine Ifr'el hall repent and live ; And loud proclaim thy healing breath, Which works their life, who wro't thy death.
HYMN CVI. L. M. [WATTS) M—SS. .3 The Victory of the King of Kings.
BEGIN, my foul, the heav'nly fong,
A burden for an angel's ongue : When Gabriel founds these awful things, He tunes and fummons all his strings.
2 Proclaim inimitable love,
Jefus, the Lord of worlds above,
He that diftributes crowns and thrones,
And while by Satan's rage he fell,
5 Thus were the hofts of death fubdu'd,
6 Who hall fulfil this boundless fong?
HYMN CVII. C. M.
Jefus crowned Lord of all.
2 Crown him ye martyrs of our God, Who from is altar call:
Extol the ftem of Jeffe's rod, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chofen feed of Ifr'els race,
A remnant weak and fmall;
4 Ye Gentile finners, ne'er forget
5 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terreftrial ball;
To him all majefty afcribe,
60 that with yonder facred throng,
HYMN CVIII. C. M.
Advocate, if any man fin..
1 JESUS, before thy throne,
We bow with filial awe,
2 Where, whither fall we fly?
3 Plead thy dear wounds, rich blood,
4 Nor afk we this, thy grace,
5 Hence all the shields of earth,
HYMN CIX. S. M.
Mediator of a better Covenant.
2 The word is giv'n, "I will:"
Ifr'el fhall know the Lord,
And nations, kindreds, people's, tongues,
4 Thy grace, thy mercy, truth,
HYMN CX. C. M. [RICHARDS.]
Mediator of the New Teftament. ALL gracious Lord, we fing thy love A love more strong than death: The teftament divine was feal'd With thy expiring breath.
2 Hail, Mediator, Saviour, hail !
3 By thee, O Chrift, from death redeem'd, Thy blood muft fure prevail;