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3 The lamb, the dove, fet forth
His perfect innocence,

Whose blood of matchlefs worth,
Should be the foul's defence;
For he who can for fin atone,
Must have no failings of his own,

4 The scape goat on his head,
The people's trefpafs bore,
And to the defert led,

Was to be feen no more:
In him our furety feem'd to say,
"Behold I bear your fins away.'
5 Dipt in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free ;
The type well understood,
Exprefs'd the finner's plea ;
Defcrib'd a guilty foul enlarg'd,
And by a Saviour's death difcharg'd.

6 Jefus, I love to trace

Throughout the facred page;
The footsteps of thy grace,

The fame in ev'ry age!

O grant that I

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The glorious Gofpel of the blessed God. 7HAT wifdom, majefty and grace, Through all the gospel shine!

'Tis God that speaks, and we confefs The doctrine most divine.

2 Down from his starry throne on high,
Th' almighty Saviour comes;
Lays his bright robes of glory by,
And feeble flesh affumes.


The mighty debt that finners ow'd,
Upon the cross he pays :

Then thro' the clouds afcends to God,
'Midft fhouts of loftiest praife.

4 Great God, with rev'rence we adore
Thy juftice and thy grace:

And on thy faithfulness and pow'r
Our firm dependance place.

Praife for the Gospel.
To our almighty maker God,

New honors be addreft;

His great falvation fhines abroad,
And makes the nations bleft.

He fpake the word to Abram first,
His truth fulfils his grace;

The Gentiles make his name their trust,
And learn his righteousness.

3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim,
With all her diff'rent tongues ;

And spread the honors of his name
In melody and fongs.


Prayer for the fpread of the Gospel.
diftant lands thy gospel fend,


And thus thy empire wide extend

To Gentile, Turk, and ftubborn Jew, Thou king of grace! falvation fhew. 2 Where'er thy fun, or light arise,

Thy name, O God! immortalize :
May nations yet unborn, confefs,
Thy wisdom, pow'r, and righteousness.




The creation of Adam...

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N thine own image, Father, God,
That image Chrift the Lord difplay'd;
A prefent twain-yet future one,
Was Adam, male and female made.

2 Here first the truth divine was shown,
On which is bas'd falvation's plan:
Flesh of his flesh, and bone of bone,
Man dwells in God, and God in man.
30 glorious type of heav'nly grace!
Creation's hour proclaims the Son :
For us he left the father's house:
And in himself, of twain, made one.




The beguiling of Woman.

ATAN transform'd in guise of light,
His fnares deceptive spread :

Nor dar'd the fon of morn, of night,
Attack the woman's head.

2 The weaker veffel foil'd by guile,
Soon fell an easy prey:

Adam was Eve's, not Satan's fpoil,
He gave himself away.

3 Here Jesus' love is plainly fhown;
Yes love more strong than death:
For not afham'd our guilt to own,
The Saviour yields his breath.


HYMN XV. C. M. [WATTS.] Man's Fall and Recovery. ECEIV'D by fubtle fnares of hell," Adam our head, our father, fell, When Satan in the ferpent hid, Propos'd the fruit that God forbid,

2 'Death was the threat'ning; death began To take poffeffion of the man :

His unborn race receiv'd the wound, And heavy curfes fmote the ground. 3 But Satan found a worfe reward; Thus faith the vengeance of the Lord, “Let everlasting hatred be

Betwixt the woman's feed and thee.

4 The woman's feed fhall be my son,
He fhall defroy what thou haft done;
Shail break thy head, and only feel
Thy malice raging at his heel."

5 "He fpake and bid four thousand years
Roll on at length his Son appears;
Angels with joy defcend to earth,
And fing the young Redemer's birth.
6 Lo, by the fons of hell he dies;
But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies,
He gave their prince a fatal blow,
And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below.

The First Promife of God.

WHEN by the tempter's wiles betray'd,
Adam our head and parent fell;

Unknown before, a pleasure spread
Thro' all the mazy deeps of hell.

Infernal pow'rs rejoic'd to fee

The new-made world deftroy'd, undone ;
But God proclaims his great decree,
Pardon and mercy thro' his Son.

3 Serpent accurs'd, thy fentence read,
Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel
The woman's feed fhall bruife thy head,
Thy malice faintly bruife his heel.

4 Thus God declares, and Chrift defcends,
Affumes a mortal form, and dies;
Whilft in his death, death's empire ends,
And the proud conqueror, conquer'd lies.
5 Dying, the King of Glory deals

Ruin, to all his num'rous foes:
His power the prince of darkness feels,
And finks opprefs'd beneath his woes.

HYMN XVII. L. M. [WATTS Pfalm 8:]


Firft and Second Adam.

ORD, what was man, when made at first,
Adam the offspring of the duft,

That thou fhould't fet him and his race,
But just below an angel's place?

2 That thou should't raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;

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