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Christ the Bread of Life.
BEHOLD the gift of God!

Sinners, adore his name,
Who shed for us his precious blood-

Who bore our curse and shame. 2 Behold the living bread

Which Jesus came to give,
By dying in the sinner's stead,

That you might ever live. 3 The Lord delights to give;

He knows you've nought to buy:
To Jesus haste—this bread receive,
And you shall never die.

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Christ the Sun of Righteousness.
WE lift our hearts to thee,

Thou Day-star from on high ;
The sun itself is but thy shade,

Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 Oh let thy rising beams

Dispel the shades of night,
And let the glories of thy love,

Come like the morning light. 3 How beauteous nature now!

How dark and sad before !
With joy we view the pleasing change,

And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve,

To mourn for errors past;
And live this short revolving day

As if it were our last.

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Christ the Sun of Righteousness.
CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies,

Christ, the true, the only light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,

Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Day-spring from on high, be near;

Day-star, in my heart appear.
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn,

If thy light is hid from me;
Joyless the day's return,

Till thy mercy's beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes,

warm my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine,

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, radiant Sun divine !

Scatter all my unbelief:
More and more thyself display,

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Christ the Light of the World.
LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling

Borders on the shades of death!
Rise on us, thyself revealing,

Rise, and chase the clouds beneath. 2 Thou, of life and light Creator!

In our deepest darkness rise;
Scatter all the night of nature,

Pour the day upon our eyes.
3 Still we wait for thine appearing ;

Life and joy thy beams impart;
Chasing all our fears, and cheering

Every meek and contrite heart.

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4 Save us, in thy great compassion,

Oh thou Prince of peace and love!
Give the knowledge of salvation,

Fix our hearts on things above. 5 By thine all-sufficient merit,

Every burdened soul release;
Every weary, wandering spirit
Guide into thy perfect peace.

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Pearl of great Price.
YE glittering toys of earth, adieu,

A nobler choice be mine;
A real prize attracts my view-

A treasure all divine.
2 Begone, unworthy of my cares,

Ye flattering baits of sense ;
Inestimable worth appears,

The pearl of price immense! 3 Should earth's vain treasures all depart,

Of this dear gift possessed,
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart,

And be forever blest.
4 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires,

Thy love is bliss divine;
Accept the praise that grace inspires,

Since I can call thee mine.

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Christ a Refuge.
JESUS, Saviour of my soul,

Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the raging billows roll,

While the tempest still is high:

All my trust on thee is stayed;

All my help from thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing. 2 Other refuge have I none

Helpless hangs my soul on thee: Leave, oh! leave me not alone!

Still support and comfort me.
Hide me, O my Saviour! hide,

Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh receive my soul at last!

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Christ the Way, Truth, and Life.
THOU art the way—to thee alone

From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,

Must seek him, Lord, by thee.
2 Thou art the TRUTH_thy word alone

True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst inform the mind,

And purify the heart.
3 Thou art the LIFE—the rending tomb

Proclaims thy conquering arm,
And those who put their trust in thee

Nor death, nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the war—the TRUTH—the LIFE;

Grant us that way to know,
That TRUTH to keep—that LIFE to win,

Whose joys eternal flow.
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JESUS, my truth, my way,

My sure, unerring light,

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On thee my feeble soul I stay,

Which thou wilt lead aright. 2 My wisdom, and my guide,

My counsellor thou art;
Oh never let me leave thy side,

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Resurrection of Christ.
ANGELS! roll the rock away!
Death! yield up thy mighty prey!
See !he rises from the tomb,

Rises with immortal bloom.
2 'Tis the Saviour-seraphs, raise

Your triumphant shouts of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound

Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
3 Lift, ye saints—lift up your eyes !

Now to glory see him rise!
Hosts of angels on the road

Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide :

Gracious Conqueror, through them ride, King of glory! mount thy throne,

Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs,

Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; Praise him in the noblest songs, Praise him from ten thousand tongues.

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Christ, the Lamb, enthroned and worshipped. HARK, ten thousand harps and voices

Sound the note of praise aboveJesus reigns, and heaven rejoices;