Th' eternal God's eternal Son
Inherits and partakes the throne.
The sovereign King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high,
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh;
His name is called The Word of God;
He rules the earth with iron rod.
Where promises and grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb resents
The inj'ries of his love;
Awakes his wrath without delay,
As lions roar and tear the prey.
But when for works of peace
The great Redeemer comes,
What gentle characters,
What titles he assumes!
Light of the world, and Life of men:
Nor will he bear those names in vain.
Immense compassion reigns
In our Immanuel's heart,
When he descends to act
A Mediator's part.
He is a Friend, and Brother, too;
Divinely kind, divinely true.
At length the Lord, the Judge,
His awful throne ascends,
And drives the rebels far
From favorites and friends:
Then shall the saints completely prove
The heights and depths of all his love.
165 Universal Praise to the Redeemer.
1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2" Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
"To be exalted thus :"
"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For he was slain for us. 99
S Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of him who sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
The Mediation of Christ.
RAISE your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds
Celestial grace has done.
2 Sing how Eternal Love
Its Chief Beloved chose,
And bade him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.
3 His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow;
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.
4 'Twas mercy filled the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down
To rebels doomed to die.
5 Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease;
Bow to the sceptre of his love,
And take the offered peace.
6 Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay a humble claim
To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.
Praise to the Redeemer.
H for a thousand tongues to sing
My dear Redeemer's praise;
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace.
2 My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
And spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of thy name.
3 Jesus-the name that calms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
'Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the sinner's heavy chain;
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood removes the guilty stain-
His blood availed for me.
5 Believe-and ye his grace shall know,
Shall feel your sins forgiven,
Anticipate your heaven below,
And own that love is heaven.
Pardon and Peace. Matt. ix. 2.
MY Saviour, let me hear thy voice
Pronounce the word of peace,
And all my warmest powers shall join
To celebrate thy grace.
2 With gentle smiles call me thy child,
And speak my sins forgiven;
The accents mild shall charm my ear
Like the sweet harps of heaven.
3 Cheerful, where'er thy hand shall lead,
The darkest path I'll tread;
Cheerful I'll quit these mortal shores,
And mingle with the dead.
4 When dreadful guilt is done away,
No other fears we know;
That hand which scatters pardons down
Shall crowns of life bestow.
HE Saviour-oh, what endless charms
Dwell in the blissful sound!
Its influence every fear disarms,
And spreads sweet peace around.
2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine
In rich effusion flow,
For guilty rebels lost in sin,
And doomed to endless wo.
3 Th' almighty Former of the skies
Stooped to our vile abode ;
While angels viewed with wondering eyes,
And hailed the incarnate God!
4 Oh the rich depths of love divine,
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine,
I cannot wish for more.
5 On thee alone my hope relies;
Beneath thy cross I fall;
My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice,
My Saviour, and my All.
HE mighty frame of glorious grace,
That brightest monument of praise
That e'er the God of love designed,
Employs and fills my laboring mind.
2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song,
A burden for an angel's tongue :
When Gabriel sounds these awful things,
He tunes and summons all his strings.
3 Proclaim inimitable love;
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above,
Puts off the beams of bright array,
And vails the God in mortal clay.
4 He that distributes crowns and thrones
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans!
The Prince of life resigns his breath,
The King of glory bows to death!
5 But see the wonders of his power,
He triumphs in his dying hour;
And while by Satan's rage he fell,
He dashed the rising hopes of hell.
6 Thus were the hosts of death subdued,
And sin was drowned in Jesus' blood;
Then he arose, and reigns above,
And conquers sinners by his love.
God Reconciled in Christ.
EAREST of all the names above,
My Jesus and my God-
Who can resist thy heavenly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?
2 'Tis by the merits of thy death
The Father smiles again;
'Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men.
3 Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three
Are terrors to my mind.
4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear,
His grace removes my sins.
5 While Jews on their own law rely,
And Greeks of wisdom boast,
I love th' incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.
Invocation of the Holy Spirit.
1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys; Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
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