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The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name! 2. Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
He rises, and appears a God:
No more, to bleed, no more to die; 4. Hence and forever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
Hymn 42. L. M. The Humiliation, Exaltation, and Triumphs of Christ.
Phil. ü. 8, 9, Col. ü: 158 1. THE mighty frame of glorious grace,
T That brightest monument of praise . That e'er the God of Love design'd,
Employs and fills my lab'ring mind. %. Begin, my soul, the heav'nly song,
A burden for an Angel's tongue;
Jesus the Lord of worlds above,
And veils the God in mortal clay..
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans;
The King of Glory bows to death. 55. But see the wonders of his power,
He triumphs in his dying hour,
And, while by Satan's rage he fell,
He dash'd the rising hopes of hell.
And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood :
And conquers sinners by his love.
The theme surmounts an Angel's tongue ;
Hymn 43. C.M.
The Messiah's coming and kingdom. 1. TOY to the world; the Lord is come;
J Let earth receive her king;
And heav'n and nature sing.
Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy.
Nor thorns infest the ground;
Far as the curse is found.
And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
Hymn 44. s. M.
Christ's kingdom and majesty. 1. THE God, Jehovah reigns,
Let all the nations fear;
And saints be humbled there..
2. Jesus the Saviour' reigns,
Let earth adore its Lord;
And swift fulfil his word. :
His honours are divine;
For there his glories shine.
How terrible his praise!
In all his works of grace.
Hymn 45. 1. M. , i The glory of Christ, and power of his gosttet. 1. N OW be my heart inspir’d to sing
The glories of my Saviour King)
His form! how bright his beauties are ! 2. O'er all the sons of human race,
He shines with a superior grace,
And blessings all his state compose.
In majesty and glory ride
With truth and meekness at thy side. 4. Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart ;
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
6. God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
Hymn 46. P. M.
Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
All are too mean
My Saviour forth.
He bears for me.
He like an angel stands,
To mortals known.
The joyful news ?
3. THE PASSION OF CHRIST.
Hymn 47. c. M.
D Nail'd to the shameful tree;
To bleed and die for thee! 2. Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes,
And earth's strong pillars bend!
· The solid marbles rend.
He bows his head, and dies! 4. But soon he'll break death's envious chain, . And in full glory shine; O Lamb of God! was ever pain,
Was ever love like thine!
Hymn 48. P. M.
[From the German:]
Jesus my Lord hath dy'd for me!
Bore all my sins upon the tree;
The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
And say, was ever grief like his!
To bring us rebels back to God: