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Though rais'd to a superior throne,
Nor shall the meanest christian say,
Those characters shall fair abide,
Our everlasting trust,
When gems, and monuments, and crowns,
So, gracious Saviour, on my breast,
A sacred ornament and guard,
Christ a merciful High Priest.
Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.
But spotless, innocent, and pure,
He, in the days of feeble flesh,
He'll never quench the smoking flax,
The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.
Then let our humble faith address
Christ the River and Rock of his Church.
HE who on earth as man was known,
Now seated on the eternal throne,
The God of glory reigns.
While harps unnumber'd sound his praise
His saints on earth admire his ways,
This land, through which his pilgrims go,
But streams of grace from him o'erflow,
When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,
To this Almighty Rock they run,
How glorious he! how happy they
Whose love secures them all the way,
"Unto you therefore which believe, he is pre
1 JESUS, I love thy charming name; "Tis music to my ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud,
That earth and heaven should hear.
Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
All my capacious powers can wish,
Nor to mine eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4. Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
I'll speak the honours of thy name
With my last labouring breath;
LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove
Amid the wonders of thy love,
The sight revives my drooping heart,
And bids invading fears depart.
Guilty and weak to thee I fly,
On thy atoning blood rely,
And on thy righteousness depend,
My Lord, my Saviour, and my Friend.
Be all my heart, be all my days,
"Without holiness no man shail see the Lord."
A mansion in the courts above,
But none shall reach the blissful place,
Who talk of free and sovereign grace,
Consecration of the heart to Christ.
1 O THOU, who camest from above,
And trembling to its source return,
Jesus, confirm my heart's desire
Ready for all thy perfect will,
The christian change.
I LET worldly minds the world pursue,
Once I admir'd its trifles too,
Its pleasures now no longer please,
Far from my heart be joys like these,
As by the light of opening day
The stars are all conceal'd;
Creatures no more divide my choice,
His name, and love, and gracious voice
Have fix'd my roving heart.
For spirituality of mind.
1 O! FROM the world's vile slavery, Almighty Saviour, set me free;
And as my treasure is above,
Be there my thoughts, be there my love.