Or songs of morning stars were heard, As pure without alloy : The first born child of grace : Before the Father's face, In thee, and thee alone : The Godhead is unknown. Thou his infinite thought ; HYMN CXXV. c. M. [DODDRIDGE.] Giver of True Liberty. HA ARK! for 'tis God's own Sor that calls To life and liberty ; Transported fall before his feet, Who makes the pris’ners free. And breaks old Satan's chain, free from endless pain. 3 Into the captive heart he pours t And call on all around to seek, True freedom by his name. Your Father's house above ; God with Us * In our exalted Lamb; In whom I'm reconcil'd and free ; All praise attend his name. Makes my salvation sure, And keeps my joy secure. Receiv'd in 'realms above ; In eyerlifting love. Art thou, my Lamb, my God; Grace in Chrifl, before the world began. IT WAS Anilh’d, faith the faithful God, Before the world itself began : 2 Ere Satan dar'd th' eternal King ; Ere Eden saw the morning fun ; Thy perfect will, O God, was done. 3 Before that Adam disobey'd, Himself and all his fons were thine : Those works, thy life, thy death display'd, Confiim eternity's design. Worthy art thou, thrice worthy, Lord ! By angels, and by men, ador'd. Grace triumphant in Jesus. Is thy victorious sword ! At thy commanding word. They pierce the hardest heart : And joy, fucceeds to smart. Ride with majestic sway: And make thy foes obey, When all the chosen race 5 O may my humble soul be found Among that favor'd band ! NOW HYMN CXXIX. L. M. [IFATTS.) Glory and grace in Immanuel. W to the Lord a noble song ! Awake my foul, awake my tongue. Hosanna to th' eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it fhines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace : Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth, and fpreading food, Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God, Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star : The noblest labour of thine hands: Outshines the wonders of the Akies. 5 Grace !'tis a sweet, a charming theme, My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! Ye heav'as, reflect it to the ground ! 6 Oh, may I live to reach the place Where he unveils his lovely face ! HYMN CXXX. L.M. [Peacock.] Image of the Invisible, Now in the face of Jesus, we God's brightest form of glory fee : Beaming with mild and heav'nly rays, He all his Father's grace displays. ż Blest image of th' eternal God, Here his rich glories shine abroad; His pow'r, his truth, and love divine. 3. Of all creation the firf born ; Of all that hear'n's bright courts adorn, Almighty pow'r his throne sustains. By whom the heav'ns and earth were made Thrones, kingdoms, and dominions stand. 5 It pleas'd th' eternal fulness well, In Christ the Lord alone to dwell; HYMN CXXXI. C.M. [watts.] Kingdom of Christ. To our believing eyes! And the old rolling skies. That holy, happy place, |