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Lost, undone by our transgressions,
Worse than stript of all possessions,

Debtors without hope to pay.
8 Death our portion ; slaves in spirit;
He redeem'd us, by His merit,

To a glorious liberty.
Dearly first His goodness bought us,
Truth and love then sweetly taught us,

Truth and love have made us free.

9 Glory be to Him who gave us-
Freely gave his Son to save us ;

Glory to the Son who came:
Honour, blessing, adoration,
Ever, from the whole creation,

Be to God, and to the Lamb.

122 Is. LIII. 5._" He was wounded for our

transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities.

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1 I LAY my sins on Jesus,

The spotless Lamb of God;
He bears them all, and frees us

From the accursed load.
I bring my guilt to Jesus,

To wash my crimson stains
White in His blood most precious,

Till not a spot remains.

2 I lay my wants on Jesus ;

All fulness dwells in Him.
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.

I lay my griefs on Jesus,

My burdens and my cares;
He from them

all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.

3 I rest my soul on Jesus,

This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces,

I on His breast recline.
I love the name of Jesus,

Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes,

His name abroad is poured.

4 I long to be like Jesus

Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,

The Father's holy child :
I long to be with Jesus,

Amid the Heavenly throng,
To sing, with saints, His praises,
To learn the angels' song.

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123 1s. LIII. 5. — “With His stripes we

healed."

1 O GRACE divine! the Saviour shed

His life-blood on the cursed tree,
Bowed on the cross His blessed head,

And died to make His brethren free.

2 Thro' suffering there, beneath His feet

He trod the fierce avenger down :
There power itself and weakness meet-

Emblem of each, yon thorny crown.

3 Fruit of the curse, the tangled thorn

Showed that He bore its deadly sting;
The crown, 'mid Israel's cruel scorn,
Mark'd Him as earth's anointed King.

4 0 blessed hour! when all the earth

Its rightful Heir shall yet receive;
When every tongue shall own His worth,

And all creation cease to grieve.
5 Thou, dearest Saviour! Thou alone

Can'st give thy weary people rest;
And, Lord, till Thou art on the throne,

This groaning earth can ne'er be blest.

124 Is. Liv. 5.—“ Thy Maker is thy Husband.”

1 WHAT earthly thing can thee annoy?

HE made the earth to be:
The waters cannot thee destroy,

T:y Husband made the sea.

2 Fear'st thou the flaming element

Will hurt, with burning ire ?
Or that the scorching heat torment?--

Thy Husband made the fire.
3 No hurtful vapours shall destroy

While He is pleased to spare;
Thou shalt thy vital breath enjoy,-

Thy Husband made the air.
4 The sun that guides the golden day,

The moon that rules the night,
The starry frame, the milky way,

Thy Husband made for light.

5 The grazing herd, the beasts of prey,

The creatures, great and small,
For thy behoof their tribute pay,

Thy Husband made them all.

125 Is. Lx. 8.—“ The Gentiles shall come to thy

light."

1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,

Look, my soul, be still and gaze;
All the promises do travail
With a glorious day of grace.

Blessed jubilee!
Let thy glorious morning dawn.

2 Let the Indian,

let the Negro,
Let the rude Barbarian see
That divine and glorious conquest,
Once obtain'd on Calvary;

Let the Gospel
Loud resound from pole to pole.

3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,

Grant them, Lord, the glorious light;
And, from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night,

And redemption,
Freely purchasd, win the day.

4 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel,

Win and conquer, never cease ;
May thy lasting wide dominions
Multiply and still increase;

Sway Thy sceptre,
Saviour, all the world around.

126 Is. lx. 3.—The Gentiles shall come to thy

light, and kings to the brightness of thy rising.

10 ZION, when thy Saviour came,

In grace and love to thee,
No beauty in thy royal Lord

Thy faithless eye could see.

2 Yet, onward in His path of grace

The holy Suff'rer went,
To feel at last that love on thee
Had all in vain been spent.

3 Yet not in vain-o'er Israel's land

The glory yet will shine;
And He, thy once rejected King,

For ever shall be thine.

4 Then thou, beneath the peaceful reign

Of Jesus and His bride,
Shalt sound his grace and glory forth

To all the earth beside.

5 The nations to thy glorious light,

O Zion! yet shall throng;
And all the listening islands wait,

To catch the joyful song.
6 The name of Jesus yet shall ring

Through earth and heaven above :
And all His ransom'd people know

The Sabbath of His love.

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