IV. Infinite strength, and equal skill V. But still the wonders of thy grace HYMN CCXXVI. L. M 1. worlds of light, that roll so near The Saviour's throne of shining bliss! O tell how mean your glories are, How faint and few compar'd with his. II. We sing the bright, and morning-star, III. Its cheering beams spread wide abroad, IV. When shall we reach the heavenly place, Where this bright star will brightest shine? II. JESUS, the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. III. He breaks the pow'r of cancell❜d sin, His blood can make the foulest clean; IV. He speaks, and list'ning to his voice, V. Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ: Ye blind, behold your SAVIOUR COME; And leap ye lame for joy. RE EJOICE, the LORD is King, II. Rejoice, the SAVIOUR reigns, Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, III. His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heaven; Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, IV. He all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy; And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy: Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, V. Rejoice in glorious hope, To their eternal home: We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, сч ។ HYMN CCXXIX. L. M. STREC The Dying Saviour. I. TRECH'D on the cross, the Saviour dies, See from his hands, his feet, his side, 11. But life attends the deathful sound, To suffer in the traitor's place, IV. And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed! v. Can I survey this scene of woe, VI. Come dearest Lord, thy grace impart, JESUS thy blood and righteousness, My beauty are, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd. With joy shall I lift up my head. II. When from the dust of death I rise, III. Bold shall I stand in that great day; IV. Thus Abraham, the friend of Gon, Thus all the armies bought with blood, Saviour of sinners thee proclaim; Sinners of whom the chief I am. V. This spotless robe the same appears, VI. O let the dead now hear thy voice, |