“Forgive them, Father, O forgive, They know not that by me they live !" 2 Jesus descended from above,

Our loss of Eden to retrieve;
Great God of universal love,

If all the world through thee may live,
In us a quick’ning spirit be,
And witness thou hast died for me.
3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb,

Thee, by thy painful agony,
Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame,

Thy cross and passion on the tree,
Thy precious death and life, I pray
Take all, take all my sins away.
4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet,

And bathe and wash them with my tears; The story of thy love repeat

In every drooping sinner's ears ;
That all may hear the quick’ning sound ;
Since I, e'en I, have mercy found.
5 O let thy love my heart constrain,

Thy love for every sinner free,
That every fallen son of man

May taste the grace that found out me; That all mankind with me may prove

Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 200 Kilburnp.271.] 11th P.M. 76,76,77,76. GRedeemer an pankind, en

Redeemer of mankind,
Matter of eternal praise

We in thy passion find :
Still our choicest strains we bring,

Still the joyful theme pursue,
Thee, the Friend of sinners, sing,

Whose love is ever new.

2 Endless scenes of wonder rise,

With that mysterious tree,
Crucified before our eyes,

Where we our Maker see:
Jesus, Lord, what hast thou done?

Publish we the death divine,
Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own

Was never love like thine!
3 Never love nor sorrow was

Like that my Jesus show'd;
See him stretch'd on yonder cross,

And crush'd beneath our load!
Now discern the Deity,

Now his heavenly birth declare !
Faith cries out, “'Tis he, 'tis he,

My God that suffers there !"


201 Archdalep. 6.]

C. M. ATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousands through the skies : Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ;

Their motions speak thy skill; And on the wings of every hour

We read thy patience still.
2 Part of thy name divinely stands

On all thy creatures writ,
They show the labour of thy hands,

Or impress of thy feet :

But when we view thy strange design

To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join

In their divinest forms :
3 Here the whole Deity is known,

Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,

The justice or the grace.
Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heavenly plains ;
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choicest strains.
4 O may I bear some humble part

In that immortal song !
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Who sweetly all

agree To save a world of sinners lost,

Eternal glory be. 202 Roberts—p. 158.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s.

HEN Israel out of Egypt came,

And left the proud oppressor's land, Supported by the great I AM,

Safe in the hollow of his hand,
The Lord in Israel reign'd alone,
And Judah was his favourite throne.
2 The sea beheld his power, and fled,

Disparted by the wondrous rod;
Jordan ran backward to its head,

And Sinai felt th' incumbent God : The mountains skipp'd like frighten'd rams, The hills leap'd after them as lambs ! 3 What ail'd thee, O thou trembling sea ?

What horror turn'd the river back?


Was nature's God displeased with thee?

And why should hills or mountains shake? Ye mountains huge, that skipp'd like rams? Ye hills, that leap'd as frighten’d lambs? 4 Earth, tremble on, with all thy sons,

In presence of thy awful Lord,
Whose power inverted nature owns ;

Her only law his sovereign word :
He shakes the centre with his rod,
And heaven bows down to Jacob's God.
5 Creation, varied by his hand,

Th’ omnipotent Jehovah knows;
The sea is turn'd to solid land,

The rock into a fountain flows :
And all things, as they change, proclaim,
The Lord eternally the same.
203 Coronationp. 28.]

C. M.

we praise,

Thee the creation sings : With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas,

And heaven's high palace, rings.
2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky,

How glorious to behold !
Tinged with a blue of heavenly die,

And starr'd with sparkling gold.
3 There thou hast bid the globes of light

Their endless circles run:
There the pale planet rules the night;

The day obeys the sun.
4 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes

On clouds and storms below; Those under regions of the skies

Thy numerous glories show. 5 The noisy winds stand ready there,

Thy orders to obey ;

With sounding wings they sweep the air,

To make thy chariot way. 6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong,

Thy thunder shakes our coast; While the red lightnings wave along

The banners of thy host.
✓ On the thin air, without a prop,

Hang fruitful showers around;
At thy command they sink, and drop

Their fatness on the ground.
8 Lo! here thy wondrous skill arrays

The earth in cheerful green; A thousand herbs thy art

displays, A thousand flowers between. 9 There the rough mountains of the deep

Obey thy strong command;
Thy breath can raise the billows steep,

Or sink them to the sand.
10 Thy glories blaze all nature round,

And strike the wond'ring sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,

With terror and delight. 11 Infinite strength and equal skill

Shine through thy works abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill,

And speak the builder God ! 12 But the mild glories of thy grace

Our softer passions move : Pity divine in Jesus' face,

We see, adore, and love.
204 Majestyp. 49.] C. M.
RAISE ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs

That fill the worlds above;
Praise him who form'd you of his fires,

And feeds you with his love.

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