LEIPZIG. L. M. From the Psalmodist. 1. Lord, what a heaven of saving grace, Shines in the beauties of Thy face; And lights our passions to a flame! Lord! how we love Thy charming name! HEMANS. C. H. M. 23 4 1. 9:-23 24 He knelt; the Saviour knelt and prayed, When but His Father's eye ny: The Lord of 1. O sacred Head.now wounded. With grief and shame weigh'd down; { BEHOLD THE LAMB. 10s. T. B. WHITE. From the Modern Harp. 1. Behold the Lamb, O Thou, for sinners slain, {Let it not be in vain that Thou hast died; Thee for my Saviour let me take, fuge make, Thy pierced side, Thy pierced side. * 247. 7s & 6s. 2. O noblest brow and dearest, In other days the world 4, If I, a wretch, should leave Thee, In faith may I receive Thee, When death shall set me free. By thine own wounded heart. 5. Be near when I am dying, *This is a continuation of page 78. 1. THE Saviour, what a noble flame 2. Good-will to men, and zeal for God, 3. With all His sufferings full in view, 'T was love that urged Him on. 4. Lord, we return Thee what we can; 5. And while Thy bleeding glories here Engage our wondering eyes, We learn our lighter cross to bear, 250. C. M. COWPER. 1. BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form 2. To spread the rays of heavenly light, 3. 'Midst keen reproach, and cruel scorn, 4. In the last hour of deep distress, Before His Father's throne, With soul resigned, He bowed, and said, "Thy will, not mine, be done!" 5. Be Christ our pattern and our guide; O, may we tread His holy steps, 251, C. M. ENFIELD. 1. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 2. Hark! how He groans, while nature shakes, 3. "Tis finished! now the ransom's paid, "Receive my soul!" He cries: See how He bows His sacred head! He bows His head and dies! 4. But soon He'll break death's iron-chain, And in full glory shine; O Lamb of God! was ever pain- 9 ternal King most high! Who didst the world redeem; 4 And conquering Death and Hell, receive A dig - ni ty su- - preme. 252. C. M. 2. Thou, through the starry orbs, this day, Didst to Thy throne ascend; Thenceforth to reign in sovereign power, 3. There, seated in Thy majesty, To Thee submissive bow The Heav'n of Heav'ns, the spacious earth, 4. And when Thou shinest on the clouds, May we be saved from vengeance due, 5. Glory to Jesus, who returns Triumphantly to Heaven; 253. C. M. LYRA CATH 1. JESUS, our Lord, ascend Thy throne, And near Thy Father sit: In Zion shall Thy power be known, 2. What wonders shall Thy gospel do! 3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, |