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Who therefore hath beftow'd
And lo, we lee another Year!
And let our gracious Fruit
HY MN XLV. i SONS of Men, behold from far,
Hail the long-expected Star;
Guides bewilder'd Nature right.
Wars or Pestilence befow;
Ush'ring in the Prince of Peace. 3 Mild he shines on all beneath,
Piercing thro' the Shades of Death ;
Kindling Darkness into Light. 4 Nations all, far off and near,
Hafte to see your God appear;
5 There behold the Day-Spring rife,
Pouring Eye-Sight on your Eyes;
Shining to the pertect Day.
God descends on Earth to reign!
H Y M N XLVI.
I ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed!
and did my Sou'reign die? Would he devote that sacred Head
for such a Worm as I? 2 Was it for Crimes that I had done
he groan'd upon the Tree? Amazing Pity! Grace unknown!
and Love beyond Degree!
and shut his Glories in;
for Man the Creature's Sin.
while his dear Cross appears; Diffolve my Heart in Thankfulness,
and melt mine Eyes to Tears.
5 But Drops of Grief can ne'er repay
the Debr of Love I owe;
HY M N XLVII.
how wou'd I vent my Sighs! Repentance fhould like Rivers flow
from both my streaming Eyes. 2 'Twas for my Sins my deareft Lord
hung on the cursed Tree, And groan'd away a dying Life,
for thee, my Soul, for thee. 3 O how I hate those Lufts of mine,
that crucify'd my God; Those Sins that pierc'd and nail'd his Flesh
fast to the fatal Wood.. 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
my Heart hath fo decreed; Nor will I spare those guilty Things,
that made my Saviour bleed. s Whilft with a melting, broken Heart,
my murder'd Lord I view, I'll raise Revenge against my Sins,
and Nay the Murd'rers too.
HYMN XLVIII. I 'TIS
IS finish'd, the Redeemer said,
And meekly bow'd his dying Head; O wond'rous loving Pain! Come, Sinners, and mark well the Word; There view the Conquest of our Lord,
Complete for helpless Man. 2 Finish'd the Righteousness of Grace; Finish'd the Pain that bought our Peace;
The Sinner's Debt is paid: Accusing Law cancell’d by Blood, The Wrath of an offended God
In sweet Oblivion laid, 3
Who now shall urge a second Claim!
Faith a Release can fhew:
Loose him, and let him go.
Why dost thou yet reply? Where'er thy law Objections tall, · Tis finith's, y answer all,
And tilence ev'ry Cry.
HY MN XLIX. THE Lord is risen! He who came
To suffer Death, and conquer too, Is risen ; let our Songs proclaim
The Praise to Man's Redeemer due : To him whom God in tender Love,
* Always alike to blets inclin'd, Sent to redeem us from above; To fave, to fanctify Mankind.
CHORU WORTHY of all Pow'r and Praise,
HE who did, and rose again; Lamb of GOD, and pain to raise
MÁN, to Life redeemd_AMEN. 2 That Life which Adam ceas’d to live,
When to this World he turn'd his Heart, And to his Children could not give,
The second Adam can inpart. We, on our earthly Parent's Side,
Could but receive a Life of Earth; The Lord from Heav'n, he liy'd, and did, And rose to give us heav'nly Birth.
CHO. c. 3 This mortal Life, this living Death,
Shews that in Adam we all die; In Christ we have immortal Breath, And Life's unperishing Supply: