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3 In burning sands, and thirsty ground,
He like a river shall be found;
The weary traveller rests his head.
HYMN 184. L. M. [#]
Jacob's Star. 1 BEHOLD the long-expected Light !
'Tis Jacob's Star, and Jesse's Root; The sun itself is not so bright,
Nor bears a tree such heavenly fruit. 2 With spreading glories, lo, he comes,
And gloomy darkness flies apace :
With beams of mercy in his face.
The righteous Judge shall bear the sway, Shall set our race from bondage free,
And take all guilt and wo away. 4 Roll on, thou glorious Star of light,
Display thy matchless grace abroad,
DEATH OF CHRIST.
HYMN 185 L. M. 
Death of Christ. 1 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies !
Lo, Salem's daughters weep around, A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree;
The Lord of glory dies for men ; But, lo, what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead, revives again! 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and say,
How high your great Deliverer reigns ; Sing how he rose to endless day,
And led the tyrant Death in chains : 4 Say, Live forever, glorious King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save ! Then ask the monster, Where's thy sting,
And, Where's thy victory, boasting grave?
HYMN 186. C. M. 
Sufferings and Death of Christ.
And did my Jesus die ?
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
And love beyond degree !
And shut his glories in,
To save a world from sin.
While his dear cross appears,
And melt my eyes in tears.
The debt of love I owe ;
'Tis all that I can do,
HYMN 187. C. M. 
Christ's Death and Exaltation. 1 Ye humble souls, who seek the Lord, Chase all your
The place where Jesus lay. 2 His life for us he freely gave,
Such wonders love can do :
Which throbbed and bled for you. 3 A moment give your hearts to grief,
And mourn your Saviour slain ;
Then dry your tears, and tune your songs,
The Saviour lives again! 4 With cheerful hope may every saint
The vale of death survey : Then rise with his ascending Lord
To realms of endless day.
HYMN 188. L. M. [#or b]
Where Jesus bled.
1 FROM tribulation's gloomy vale,
Where Jesus bowed, where Jesus bled, The suffering, conquering Lamb of God
Shall lift on high his glorious head. 2 For rebel man the Saviour died ;
For man he burst the rocky tomb,
That enters on the world to come.
Christ Jesus' death has turned away;
Now beams with everlasting day.
HYMN 189. C. M. 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins,
Lose all their guilty stains.
That fountain in his day:
O may I there, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.
Shall never lose its power,
Be saved, to sin no more.
Thy flowing wounds supply,
And shall be till I die. 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
I'll sing thy power to save.
HYMN 190. C. M. [b or #]
Riches of the Cross. 1 With strange-surprise the cross I view,
Where Jesus for me died,
What can I want beside ?
My soul shall ask no more ;
And this my heavenly store.
And earthly honours fade :
The cross my honour made.