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Or songs of morning stars were heard,

As pure without alloy :
3 Thy early day proclaim'd thee then,

The first born child of grace :
Great representative of men,

Before the Father's face,
4 The great invisible we see,

In thee, and thee alone :
To men, and angels out of thee,

The Godhead is unknown.
s God's noblę works shine in thy face,

Thou his infinite thought ;
Creation, providence, and grace,
In thee, decreed and wrought.


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.
2 The cruel bonds of fin he breaks,

And breaks old Satan's chain,
Smiling he deals those pardons round,

free from endless pain. 3

Into the captive heart he pours
His spirit from on high ;
We lose the terrors of the flave,
And Abba Father, cry.
Shake off your bonds, and sing his grace ;
The finner's friend proclaim ;

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And call on all around to seek,

True freedom by his name.
5 Walk on at large, 'uill you attain

Your Father's house above ;
There shall you wear immortal crowns,
And sing immortal love.

God with Us
EMMANUEL is God with me,

* In our exalted Lamb; In whom I'm reconcil'd and free ;

All praise attend his name.
2 His sonship proves my sin forgiv'n,

Makes my salvation sure,
Prepares for me a feat in heav'n,

And keeps my joy secure.
3 In him accepted ; and as him,

Receiv'd in 'realms above ;
In him I triumph, foar, and swim

In eyerlifting love.
4 All my religion, and my life,

Art thou, my Lamb, my God;
I'm fix'd ; from hence'my future strife
Shall bę, to prajle thy blood,

Grace in Chrifl, before the world began. IT WAS Anilh’d, faith the faithful God,

Before the world itself began :
The ransom of a Saviour's blood,
From everlasting, flow'd for man.

2 Ere Satan dar'd th' eternal King ;

Ere Eden saw the morning fun ;
Ere Eve had felt the ferpent's sting :

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.
4 Jesus from earth's foundation slain !

Worthy art thou, thrice worthy, Lord !
To ever live, and rule, and reign,

By angels, and by men, ador'd.

Grace triumphant in Jesus.
TAIL ! mighty Jefus, how divine

Is thy victorious sword !
The stoutelt rebel must refign

At thy commanding word.
2 Deep are the wounds thy arrows give ;

They pierce the hardest heart :
Thy (miles of grace, the flain revive,

And joy, fucceeds to smart.
3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigt.,

Ride with majestic sway:
Go forth, sweet' Prince, triumphantly,

And make thy foes obey,
4 And, when thy vict'ries are complete ;

When all the chosen race
Shall round the throne of glory mesta
To fing thy conq'ring grace :

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5 O may my humble soul be found

Among that favor'd band !
And I, with them, thy praise will sound
Throughout Immanuel's land.



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 :
God, in the person of his Son,

Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth, and fpreading food,

Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God,
And thy rich glories from afar

Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star :
4 But in his looks a glory stands,

The noblest labour of thine hands:
The pleasing lustre of his eyes

Outshines the wonders of the Akies. 5 Grace !'tis a sweet, a charming theme,

My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name !
Ye angels, dwell upon the found;

Ye heav'as, reflect it to the ground ! 6 Oh, may I live to reach the place

Where he unveils his lovely face !
Where all his beauties you behold,
And sing his name, to harps of gold!

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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;
With a resplendarit lustre shine

His pow'r, his truth, and love divine. 3. Of all creation the firf born ;

Of all that hear'n's bright courts adorn,
He as a prince, and fov'reign reigns,

Almighty pow'r his throne sustains.
À See Jesus our exalted head,

By whom the heav'ns and earth were made
Subjected to his high command,

Thrones, kingdoms, and dominions stand. 5 It pleas'd th' eternal fulness well,

In Christ the Lord alone to dwell;
From this rich fountain freely flows
Complete relief for all our woes.

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HYMN CXXXI. C.M. [watts.]

Kingdom of Christ.
Îo, what a glorious fight appears

To our believing eyes!
The earth, and seas are pafs'& away,

And the old rolling skies.
2 Trom the third heav'n, where God resides,

That holy, happy place,

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