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Hymn 63. L. M.
It is finished, John xxix. 30. 1. 'TT IS finish'd-so the Saviour cried,
1 And meekly bow'd his head and died : 'Tis finish'd-yes, the ruce is run,
The battle fought, the victory won.
And all the ancient prophets said,
In thee, the Saviour of mankind.
And Jewish rites no more remain. · 4. 'Tis finish'd—this thy dying groan,
Shall sins of every kind atone: -
By this thy last expiring breath.
And all the powers of darkness spoil'd:
Return and dwell with sinful men. 6. 'Tis finish'd let the joyful sound
Be heard through all the nations round:
Hymn 64. L. M. Redemption by Christ alone. 1. Peter 1, 18. 19. 1. TNSLAV'D by sin, and bound in chains,
L Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway,
We wretched guilty captives lay.
Nor the whole world's collected store
Suffice to purchase our release ;
A thousand worlds were all to poor. 3. Jesus the Lord, the mighty God,!.
An all-sufficient ransom paid:
For vile rebellious traitors shed. 4. Jesus the sacrifice became,
To rescue guilty souls from hell;
Beneath avenging justice fell.
O may our grateful hearts adore
Nor wear its cruel fetters more!
Hymn 65. C. M.
Redemption by Price and Power. 1. JESUS, with all thy saints above,
My tongue would bear her part, Would sound aloud thy saving love,
And sing thy bleeding heart. 2. Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his blood, And quench'd his Father's flaming Sword
In his own vital flood.
From Satan's heavy chains,
Where hell and horror reigns. 4. All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing praise,
Or saints to feel his grace.
Hymn 66. 1. O HRIST, thy holy wounds and passion
U Bloody sweat, cross, death and tomb, Be my daily meditation
Here, as long I live from home : When thou seest a sinful thought Rise within, to make me nought ;
Shew me that my own pollution
Caus’d thy bloody execution.
Hanker after lustful sin,
Quench that spreading hell within.
Draw me to her cursed road,
Not produce a deep compassion
To a thorough resignation ? 4. Lord, in any sore oppression,
Let thy wounds be my relief, When I seek thine intercession,
Add new strength to my belief. 'Tis thy bloody hands and feet, " Where my greatest comforts meet.
This imprinted demonstration
Of thy love be my salvation. 5. All my hope and consolation
Christ is in thy bitter death.
In the hour of expiration,
Lord, receive my dying breath.
By thy glorious resurrection,
Raise me to thy blest perfection. 6. Christ, thy holy wounds and passion,
Bloody sweat, cross, death, and tomb, Be my daily meditation,
Whilst I'm living from my home.
That thy deep humiliation
Hymn 67. Lamb of God, our Saviour ! U Kill'd on the tree of sorrow! Thy meek and low behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow. Thou borist our sin and malice, Took’st up the wrathful chalice. Have mercy upon us, O Jesu! Jesu! 2. O Lamb of God, our Saviour, &c. Have mercy upon us, &c. 3. O Lamb of God, our Saviour, &c. O Grant us thy peace, O Jesu ! O Jesu!
God the Father's darling Son
2. O greatest dread!
God-Man is dead.
Endless life acquired.
And search the cause
Sinner! thine apostacy,
Hath shed his blood
Thus to rescue sinful men
Wast thou e'er made
At whose sight the guilty world
Thou source of grace,
Who can see thee, and not melt
Who weigheth this
That the Lord of life and light
My hope and rest,
That thy blood, cross, death and tomb Prove my diyng savour,