Our Faith adores thy bleeding Love,
And trufts for Life in one that dy'd,
We hope for heav'nly Crowns above,
From a Redeemer Crucify'd.

With Joy we tell the fcoffing Age,
He that was Dead has left his Tomb,
He Lives above their utmoft rage,
And we are waiting till he come.

MY

HY M N XL.

After Sacrament,

Y Soul praise the Lord,
Speak good of his Name,

For ever ador'd

Be Jefus, the Lamb,

Whofe Sorrow and Paffion
Do fully retrieve,

From Death and Damnation,
All those that believe,

How fweet is this taftè,.
Of Jefu's rich Grace,,
Much sweeter a Feast,

In Heav'n he displays:
Where ftrong Confolation,
And Joy fhall extend,
Unto a duration

That never shall end

Our God infinite

In Wisdom and Power,

Let Angels unite,

With Men to adore;

Extoll

Extolling the Saviour,
Who Sinners redeems,
For ever and ever,
In feraphick Strains.

W

HAT Creatures befide,
Are favour'd like us,

Forgiven, fupplied,

And banquetted thus; By God our good Father, Who gave us his Son, And fent him to gather His Children in one. Salvation's of God,

Th'effect of Free Grace,

Upon us beftow'd,

Before the World was:
God from everlasting
Be bleft; and again,
Bleft to everlafting,
Amen and Amen.

HYMN

TO our eternal God,

The Father and the Son,

And Spirit all Divine,

Three Myfteries in One:
Salvation, Power,

And Praise be giv❜n,
By all on Earth,
And all in Heaven.

XLII.

FINI S.

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INDEX

TO THE

Sacramental HYMNS.

Α

T thy Command our deareft Lord

BEhold a Mystery

Bleffed Jefus, fpotlefs Lamb
Behold the Saviour of Mankind

COME

OME let us lift our Voices high
Chrift our Paffover for us
Come, O my Soul, and Sing*

Ifturb'd and diftrefs'd

GLORY to our God be given

H

OW fweet and awful is the place
How condescending and how kind
Here, Lord may we admire
How fhall I bless the bleeding Lamb
He dies, the heavenly Lover dies

INfinite Grace! Almighty Charms

OIN every Tongue to fing

Jefus drinks the bitter Cup
Jefu, let thy pitying Eye

ET all our Tongues be one

Lord, how Divine thy Comforts are

Lamb of God, whofe bleeding Love
Lord, we adore thy bounteous Hand

MY Soul Praise the Lord

NOW let our Pains be all forgot

UR deareft Jefus, full of Grace
O how good our gracious God is
O Love divine, what haft thou done
O God of all Grace

O come, thou wounded Lamb of God
Our agonizing Saviour

Sinners, view the doleful Garden,
Sinners, view him lifted high

TO-day we're bidden to a Feast

Thankful for our every Bleffing

The God of the Skies

The doleful Night before his Death
To our Eternal God

WE Sing the amazing Deeds

What folid sweetness they poffefs

What Creatures befide

YE Sinners, while thofe Symbols dear
Ye Prifoners of Hope

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