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"I bless the Christ of God."

2 His cross dispels each doubt; I bury in His tomb

Each thought of unbelief and fear,

Each lingering shade of gloom.

3 I praise the God of grace;

I trust His truth and might;

He calls me His, I call Him mine,
My God, my Joy, my Light.

4 'Tis He who saveth me,

And freely pardon gives;

I love because He loveth me,

I live because He lives.

5 My life with Him is hid,

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My death has passed away,

My clouds have melted into light, My midnight into day.

Rev. Horatius Bonar (1808

Christ our Righteousness.
I COR. i. 30.

I How heavy is the night

That hangs upon our eyes,

Thy sovereign power, Thy healing grace, And Thine atoning blood.

Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709.

2 Sing of His dying love;
Sing of His rising power;
Sing how He intercedes above
For those whose sins He bore.
3 Sing till we feel our hearts

Ascending with our tongues;
Sing till the love of sin departs,
And grace inspires our songs.
4 Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing;
Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ th' eternal King.
5 Soon shall ye hear Him say,
"Ye blesséd children, come;"
Soon will He call you hence away,
And take His wanderers home.
6 There shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim,
And sweeter voices swell the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
Rev. William Hammond ( -1878), 1745-
Rev. Martin Madan (1726-1790), 1760. First 5 vs

Ab, and alt.