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The world admires her heavenly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne
; Fair stranger, let thine heart forget
The idols of thy native state.
In thee, the fav’rite of his choice;
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies !
Each like a prince in glory reign.
Let every age his praises spread;
Consolation of Israel. Isa. xlix. 13. xl. 1, 2. Luke ii. 25, 26. 1 COME, thou long expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee; Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints thou art; Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart. 2 Born thy people to deliver;
Born a child, and yet a king;
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring: By thine own eternal spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone; By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
S. M. Seeker and Saviour of the Lost. Luke xix. 10. Ezek. xxxiv.
11, 12, 15, 16. 1 JESUS, 'tis thine to seek,
'Tis thine to save by grace, The ruin'd, wand'ring, lost, undone,
Of Adam's guilty race. 2 No height, nor depth of sin,
Of wretchedness, or woe, Precluded, Lord, thy boundless love,
To helpless man below. 3 Deep as our depths of guilt,
Didst thou, O Christ, descend;
Of his Almighty Friend.
The Seeker, Saviour, laud;
And praise the loving God.
25. C. M. Desire of all Nations. Hag. ii. 7. Job xiv. 15. Isa. xxvi. 9. 1 INFINITE excellence is thine,
Thou lovely Prince of grace ;
With never-fading rays.
2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end,
Come bending at thy feet : To Thee their prayers and vows ascend,
In Thee their wishes meet.
3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around ; Sweetly the sacred odour's spread
Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live
On thine exhaustless store : From Thee they all their bliss receive,
And still Thou givest more. 5 Thou art their triumph, and their joy;
They find their all in Thee:
Through all eternity.
26. C. M.
Our lives blessed by Divine Goodness. ( AGAIN the cheerful beams of day,
Shine to salute our eyes;
To him that rules the skies.
2 Our life is ever on the wing,
And death is ever nigh;
We all begin to die.
Thy lasting favours share;
Thou crown'st the rolling year.
4 Thy goodness runs an endless round;
All glory to the Lord :
And be thy name ador’d.
And when our days are o'er,
Till time shall be no more.
1 AGAIN our weekly labours end,
And we the sabbath's call attend :
And learn for ever to be blest.
As grateful incense to the skies;
Which none but they who feel it, know. 3 This holy calm within the breast,
Points us to that eternal rest
The end of cares, the end of pains.
In varied scenes both old and new;
By hope, we future mercies taste.
In holy pleasures, pass away:
Fairer than the sons of men. Psa. xlv. 2; Isxxix. 6.
1 Chron. xvi. 24, 25, 26. 1 ETERNAL Excellence !
Thy worms would fain declare, In the divinest sense,
How Thou art heavenly fair: O, Prince Messiah ! thou art seen The fairest of the sons of men.
2 Jesus, thy beauties shine
Bright, infinitely bright; Both human and divine,
In thee, Lamb, unite! Whate'er in heaven or earth we see As beautiful, are types of thee.
3 The sun, the moon, the stars,
With all the thrones above,
Thy beauty, power, and love :
Most wonderfully form'd :
With holiness adorn'd,
Is to thy blood divine;
Dear Jesus, are to thine: