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Jesus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praise.

4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,
Hast set the prisoners free,

Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with thee.

5 Now to the Lamb that once was slain,
Be endless blessings paid:
Salvation, glory, joy, remain
Forever on his head.

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C. M.

Nottingham. Medford.

HE, who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,

Now, seated on th' eternal throne,
The God of glory reigns.

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide
With an unerring skill;

And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey his sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise,
In yonder world above;

His saints on earth admire his ways,
And glory in his love.

4 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head;
To this almighty rock they run,
And find a pleasing shade.

5 How glorious he-how happy they,
In such a glorious friend!

Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.

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L. M.

Alfreton. Uxbridge.

Christ the Lord of Angels.

GREAT God, to what a glorious height
Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son!
Angels, in all their robes of light,

Are made the servants of his throne.
2 Before his feet their armies wait,
And swift as flames of fire they move,

To manage his affairs of state,

In works of vengeance, or of love. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet Up to the gates of thine abode,

Through all the dangers that we meet,
In travelling o'er the heavenly road.
4 Lord! when we leave this mortal ground,
And thou shalt bid us rise and come,
Send thy beloved angels down

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Safe to conduct our spirits home.

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Christ exalted to be a Prince and a Saviour.
EXALTED Prince of Life! we own
The royal honors of thy throne:
"Tis fixed by God's almighty hand,
And seraphs bow at thy command.
2 Exalted Saviour! we confess
The sovereign triumphs of thy grace;
Wide may thy cross thy virtues prove,
And conquer millions by thy love.

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C. M. Devizes. Cambridge.

Christ crowned as Lord of All.

ALL hail, the great Immanuel's name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown him Lord of all.

2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call;

Praise him who shed for you his blood,
And crown him Lord of all.

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.

4 Ye gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

5 Let every kindred-every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,

And crown him Lord of all.

6 On that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall;

And join the everlasting song,

And crown him Lord of all.

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LOOK! ye saints-the sight is glorious;
See the man of sorrows now,
From the fight returned victorious;
Every knee to him shall bow:

Crown him!-Crown him!-
Crowns become the victor's brow.

2 Hark! those bursts of acclamation-
Hark! those loud, triumphant chords—
Jesus takes the highest station:
Oh, what joy the sight affords !
Crown him!-Crown him!
King of kings, and Lord of lords!

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68 & 4s. Italian Hymn. America. Christ's final Triumph.

LET us awake our joys,

Strike up with cheerful voice,
Each creature sing-
Angels, begin the song,
Mortals, the strain prolong,
In accents sweet and strong,
"Jesus is King."

2 Proclaim abroad his name,
Tell of his matchless fame:
What wonders done!

Shout through hell's dark profound
Let all the earth resound,

Till heaven's high arch rebound,
"Victory is won."

3 He vanquished sin and hell,
And our last foe will quell;
Mourners, rejoice!

His dying love adore

Praise him, now raised in power,
Praise him forevermore,

With joyful voice.

4 All hail the glorious day,
When through the heavenly way

Lo, he shall come!

While they who pierced him wail

His promise shall not fail;

<Saints, see your King prevail:Great Saviour, come.

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Pity and Condescension of Christ.

THE Saviour! oh, what endless charms
Dwell in that blissful sound!

Its influence every fear disarms,
And spreads delight around.

2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine
In rich effusion flow,

For guilty rebels, lost in sin,

And doomed to endless wo.

3 Th' almighty Former of the skies,
Stoops to our vile abode;

While angels view with wondering eyes,
And hail th' incarnate God.

4 How rich the depths of love divine!
Of bliss, a boundless store!

Aff Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine-
I cannot wish for more!

5 On thee alone my hope relies;
Beneath thy cross I fall;

My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,
My Saviour, and my all!

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C. M.

Covington. Baldwin.

BEHOLD what pity touched the heart
Of God's eternal Son;

Descending from the heavenly court,

He left his Father's throne.

2 His living power, and dying love,
Redeemed unhappy man,

And raised the ruins of our race
To life and God again.

3 To thee, O Lord, our noblest powers

We joyfully resign:

Blest Jesus, take us for thy own,

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For we are doubly thine.

L.M.

Brewer. Montgomery.

Safe trusting in Christ.

LET everlasting glories crown

Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord;
Thy hands have brought salvation down,
And writ the blessings in thy word.
2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon;

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L. M.

With deep despair-the spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Christ alone.
3 How well thy blessed truths agree!
How wise and holy thy commands !
Thy promises-how firm they be!
How firm our hope, our comfort stands!
Medway. Hague.
JESUS, no other name but thine,
Is given by everlasting love,
To lead our souls to joys divine;
No other name will God approve.
2 Here let my constant feet abide,
Nor from the heavenly way depart!
Let thy good Spirit be my guide,

Direct my steps-and rule my heart.
3 In thee, my great almighty Friend,
My safety dwells-and peace divine }
On thee alone my hopes depend,
For life, eternal life is thine.

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78. Pleyel's Hymn. Edyfield. Redeeming Love.

NOW begin the heavenly theme,
Sing of mercy's healing stream:
Ye, who Jesus' kindness prove,
Sing of his redeeming love.
2 Welcome all, by sin oppressed,
Welcome all to Jesus' rest.
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.

3 He subdued th' infernal powers,
His inveterate foes, and ours:
These he from their empire drove,
Mighty in redeeming love.

4 Hither, then, your tribute bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string:
Saints below, and saints above,
Join to praise redeeming love.

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8s & 73.

Sicilian Hymn. Messina

SAVIOUR, source of every blessing,
Tune my heart to grateful lays;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for ceaseless songs of praise.

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