52.-88 7s 4s. Meekness of Christ.

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[New Ar. 95.

GENTLE Jesus, how I love thee!

Words cannot my love express;

Day and night how much I prove thee
Full of mercy, full of grace;
Wretched sinners,

Thou dost take delight to bless.

2 Of thy condescending goodness,
What examples do I find!

'Midst neglect, contempt and rudeness,
Meek and lowly was thy mind;
Gentle Jesus,
Thou wast altogether kind.

3 O how mild and condescending
Are the methods thou dost take!
Low beneath my burden bending,
Bleeding, dying for my sake:
Gentle Jesus,

Now some word of comfort speak.

4 Lo! I venture to approach thee;

Though my sins are great indeed;
If by faith I may but touch thee,
Virtue will from thee proceed;
Gentle Jesus,

Thou alone art all I need.

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Our High-Priest.

[New Ar. 146.

AIL, thou once despised Jesus,

1 HA

Hail, thou bleeding, conq'ring King;

Thou didst suffer to release us;

Thou didst free salvation bring!

Hail, thou agonizing Saviour,

Thou didst bear our sin and shamo,

Through thy merit we find favour;
Life is given through thy name.
2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on thee were laid;
By Almighty love anointed,

Thou hast full atonement made.
All thy people are forgiven,
Through the virtue of thy blood;
Open'd is the gate of heaven,
Man is reconciled to God.

3 Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide,

All the heavenly hosts adore thee,
Seated at thy Father's side:
There for sinners thou art pleading,
There thou dost our place prepare:
Ever for us interceding,

Till in glory we appear.

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Mediatorial Work. [New Ar. 105.

WHAT wisdom, majesty and grace,
Through all the gospel shine;

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

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

3 The mighty debt, the sinner owed,
Upon the cross he pays;

Then through the clouds ascends to God,
'Midst shouts of loftiest praise.

4 There he, our great High Priest, appears,
Before his Father's throne;

Offers his incense with our pray'rs,
And pours salvation down.

5 Great God with rev'rence we adore
Thy justice and thy grace;
And on thy faithfulness and power,
Our firm dependence place.

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Christ's Mission. [New Ar. 108.

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,
No terror clothes his brow,
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.

4 "T was mercy fill'd the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down,
To rebels doom'd to die.

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrows cease:
Bow to the sceptre of his love,
And take the offer'd peace.

6 Lord, we obey thy call,

We lay an humble claim

To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.

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Atonement.

[New Ar. 121.

1 WITHOUT blood is no remission;

Thus the law proclaims from heaven;

Blood must flow-on this condition,
This alone, is sin forgiven:

Yes, a victim must be slain,
Else all hope of life is vain.

2 But the victim-who shall find it?
Such a one as sinners need?

To the altar who shall bind it?
Who shall make the victim bleed?
Questions these of anxious thought,
Till the word of God is brought.

3 God himself provides the Victim-
Jesus is the Lamb of God;

Heaven, and earth, and hell afflict him,
While he bears the sinner's load;
"T is his blood, and that alone,
Can for human guilt atone.

4 Joyful truth! he bore transgression
In his body on the cross ;

Through his blood, there's full remission;

All for him we count but loss:

Jesus for the sinner bleeds,

Nothing more the sinner needs.

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Gethsemane.

[New Ar. 113.

Don which the Lord was laid;

ARK was the night, and cold the ground

His sweat like drops of blood ran down,
In agony he pray'd :—

2 "Father, remove this bitter cup,

If such thy sacred will;

If not, content to drink it up,
Thy pleasure I fulfil!”

3 Go to the garden, sinner; see
Those precious drops that flow:
The heavy load he bore for thee-
For thee he lies so low.

4 Then learn of him the cross to bear,
Thy Father's will obey:

And when temptations press thee near,
Awake to watch and pray.

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1 BE

EHOLD th' amazing sight,
The Saviour lifted high;
Behold the Son of God's delight,
Expire in agony.

2 For whom was broke that heart?
For whom these sorrows borne?
Why did he feel that piercing smart,
And meet that bitter scorn?

3 For love of us he bled,

And all in torture died;

'Twas love that bow'd his fainting head
And op'd his gushing side.

4 I

see,

and I adore,

In sympathy of love;

I feel the strong attractive power
To lift my soul above.

5 Drawn by such cords as these,
Let all the earth combine,
With cheerful ardour to confess
The energy divine.

6 In thee, our hearts unite,

Nor share thy griefs alone,

But from thy cross pursue their flight
To thy triumphant throne.