2 Worthy is He who once was slain, The Prince of peace, who groaned and died, Worthy to rise, and live, and reign

At His Almighty Father's side.

3 Power and dominion are His due
Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar;
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too,

Though He was charged with madness here.
4 All riches are His native right,
Yet He sustained amazing loss;
To Him ascribe eternal might,
Who left His weakness on the cross.
5 Honour immortal must be paid,
Instead of scandal and of scorn;
While glory shines around His head,
And a bright crown without a thorn.
G Blessings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the curse for wretched men:
Let angels sound His sacred name,
every creature say, Amen.

And

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I am the Resurrection, and the Life.-John 11. 25.

1 LORY to Him who tasted death, That we might life receive;

If we in Him have stedfast faith,
Though we were dead we live!
2 Glory to Him who won the strife,
And is gone up on high;

The Resurrection and the Life-
In whom we never die.

3 Glory from us who think Him long,
And for His coming wait;

And glory, from yon heavenly throng,
Within the pearly gate.

4 When wilt Thou be at once adored
By one church, in one home?
Hasten the time; delay not, Lord:
Lord Jesus, quickly come.

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Him hath God exalted with His right hand.
-Acts 5. 31.

1 WE sing to Thee, Thou Son of God,

Fountain of life and grace ;

We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood
Redeemed our fallen race.

2 Thee we acknowledge God and Lord,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Who art by heaven and earth adored,
Worthy o'er both to reign.

3 To Thee all angels cry aloud,
Through heaven's extended coasts;
Hail, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord

Of glory and of hosts!

4 The prophets' goodly fellowship,
In radiant garments drest,

Praise Thee, Thou Son of God, and reap
The fulness of Thy rest.

5 The apostles' glorious company

Thy righteous praise proclaim:
The martyred army glorify

Thine everlasting name.

6 Throughout the world, Thy churches join. To call on Thee their Head, Brightness of Majesty Divine,

Who every power hast made.

7 Among their number, Lord, we love
To sing Thy precious blood:

Reign here, and in the worlds above,
Thou holy Lamb of God!

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In due time Christ died for the ungodly.-Rom. 5. 6.

PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair

We wretched sinners lay,

Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;

He saw, and O amazing love!
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste He fled;
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

4 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus,
And brake our iron chains:
Jesus hath freed our captive souls
From everlasting pains.

5 Oh! for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

6 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;

But, when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

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Thine anger is turned away, and Thou comfortedst
me.-Isa. 12. 1.

1 I WILL praise Thee every day!
Now Thine anger's turned away,
Comfortable thoughts arise
From the bleeding sacrifice.

2 Here, in the fair gospel-field,
Wells of free salvation yield

Streams of life, a plenteous store, And my soul shall thirst no more. 3 Jesus is become at length,

My salvation and my strength;
And His praises shall prolong,
While I live, my pleasant song.
4 Praise ye then His glorious name;
Publish His exalted fame:
Still His worth your praise exceeds;
Excellent are all His deeds.

5 Raise again the joyful sound,
Let the nations roll it round!
Zion shout, for this is He,
God the Saviour dwells in thee.

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I will yet praise Thee more and more.-Ps. 71. 14,

Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin Thy praise,

Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of Thy grace!

2 Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;

And since I knew Thy grace at first,
I speak Thy glories more.

3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;

And march with courage in Thy strength,
To see my Father God.

4 When I am filled with sore distress
For some surprising sin,

I'll plead Thy perfect righteousness,
And mention none but Thine.

5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King!

My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall Thy salvation sing.

6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers;
With this delightful song

I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.

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Unto you therefore which believe He is precious. -1 Pet. 2. 7.

ESUS,the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest.

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find,

A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind.

3 O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek,

To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!

4 And those who find Thee find a bliss
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.
5 Jesus! our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus! be Thou our glory now,
And through eternity.

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He is altogether lovely.-Song Sol. 5. 16.

INFINITE excellence is Thine,
Thou lovely Prince of grace!
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.