CCLXXXIX.-6, 6, 8, 6.

1 FROM earth the Saviour's gone,
And stands before our God;
And sprinkled now is all the throne,
With His atoning blood.

2 No fiery vengeance now,

No burning wrath comes down, Where Justice calls for sinners' blood, The Saviour shews His own.

3 Then may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's praises sing;

Jesus, the Priest, receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.

4 We bow before His face,

And sound His glories high; "Hosanna to the God of grace, That brought the guilty nigh."

CCXC.-8, 6.

1 Joy to the world! the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King;

Let every heart prepare Him room,
And all creation sing.

2 Ye saints rejoice; the Saviour reigns! Let praise your tongues employ ; Floods, clap your hands; exult, ye plains, And shout, ye hills, with joy!

3 No more shall sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns o'erspread the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.

4 Joy to the world! the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And all creation sing.

CCXCI.-6, 6, 8, 6.

1 SOON righteousness shall come, And dwell on earth again:

Jesus Jehovah be the King,

And o'er the nations reign.

2 Jesus Himself shall rule,

The world shall hear His word;

By one bless'd name shall He be known,The Universal Lord.

CCXCII.-8s.

1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;

Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord! Eternal truth attends Thy Word;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 'Till suns shall rise and set no more.

CCXCIII.-6, 6, 8, 6.

1 WHO trust unto the Lamb,

Whom we in heaven see,

Are cleans'd by blood from guilt and shame, From condemnation free.

In counsels deep of old,

The sons of God they were ; And all the lambs of Jesu's fold Were blest in Jesus there.

3 This union ne'er shall break,

Though earth's strong columns bow; The strong, the tempted, and the weak, Are one in Jesus now.

4 Then, saints, erect your heads, You're form'd in Christ anew;

And tho' thro' earth destruction spreads, No danger reaches you.

5 Should storms of trouble rise,
Or deadly foes assail;

Your anchor safe on Jesus lies,
Your hope's within the vail.

CCXCIV.-8s.

1 AWAKE, prophetic harp, awake!
Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
We sing the Saviour of our race,
The Lamb, our shield and hiding-place.

2 'Tis He, the Lamb, to Him we fly,
While the dread tempest passes by;
God sees His Well-beloved's face,
And spares us in our hiding-place.

3 Thus, while we dwell in this blest scene,
The Lamb is our unfailing screen;
To Him, though guilty, still we run,
And God still spares us for His Son.

4 While yet we sojourn here below,
Pollutions still our hearts o'erflow;
A fall'n, abject, sentenc'd race,
We deeply need a hiding-place.

5 But pure, immortal, sinless, free,
We, through the Lamb, at length shall be ;
Shall meet the Father face to face,
And need no more a hiding-place.

CCXCV.-10, 10, 11, 11.

1 THOUGH dark be our way, since God is our Guide,

'Tis ours to obey; 'tis His to provide:

Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The Word He hath spoken shall surely prevail.

2 His love in time past forbids us to think He'll leave us at last in trouble to sink: The Lamb in His glory is ever in view,

The pledge and the proof He will help us quite through.

3 And since all we meet must work for our

good,

The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food;