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4 Then will he own my worthless name
Before his Father's face,
Appoint my soul a place. 183
C. M. Nottingham. Stamford. 1 DEAR Lord, and will thy pardoning love,
Embrace a wretch so vile ?
And bless me with thy smile ?
And suffered all my shame?
To own thy precious name?
Nor of thy cause on earth-
Oh guide me all my days,
C. M. Corinth. Canterbury. 184
The Ingratitude of rejecting Christ.
To visit sinful worms?
In all her winning forms ?
Must mercy plead in vain ?
His charming voice unheard ?
Remain forever barred ?
Thy mighty power display:
Can melt my sin away. 185
Medway. 1 OH stubborn hearts, that could withstand
The efforts of a Saviour's hand!
Oh gracious Saviour, who would'st bleed,
When words and tears could not succeed! 2 Dear Lord, in me thy power exert,
Subdue my proud, unfeeling heart,
88 & 78.
Rejoicing before thc Cross.
Which before the cross I spend ;
From the sinner's dying Friend.
Low before his cross to lie;
Beaming in his gracious eye.
With my tears his feet I'll bathe ;
Life deriving from his death.
Still to my Redeemer go;
Nottingham. Patmos. 187
The Gospel a Savor of Life or Death.
The mysteries that we speak
And folly to the Greek.
With joy receive the word ;
Shine in their dying Lord.
Restores their fainting breath ;
To guilt-despair-and death.
Like showers of heavenly rain,
And Paul may plant in vain.
Bath. Uxbridge 188
The World crucified to us by the Cross.
Where our Redeemer bled and died'!
Fron his deep wounds and pierced side. 2 It cost him death to save our lives;
To buy our souls, it cost his own :
Were bought with agonies unknown.
And earth grow less in our esteem:
And faith and hope be fixed on him!
In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
And worship at his Father's throne.
On which the Prince of glory died,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
I sacrifice them to his blood.
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
That were a present far too small;
Demands my soul--my life my all.
Bath. Ralstop. 190
Faith contemplating Christ's Sufferings.
And view our Lord in all his love;
Then mount, and see his throne above.
mp 2 See where he languished on the cross!
Beneath our sins he groaned and died:-
By his almighty Father's side!
How much we love our Saviour God?
We hate the sins which cost thy blood. 191
Mear. Irish 1 PREPARE us, Lord! to view thy cross,
Who all our griefs hast borne ;
To look on thee, and mourn.
And, as thy cross we see,
Lowell. Effingham. 192
Hosanna to the Son of David.
Which echo thus froin Salem's plains ?
So sweetly sound from Zion's hill ?
Hosanna to the King of kings:
Salvation, sent in Jesus' name.
For we will join this song of praise ;
To hail the Lord their righteousness.
Alike to Jew and Gentile heart:
And we will sing hosanna too.
See David's Son and Lord appear!
L. M. Alfreton. Duke Street 193
Christ the Redeemer and Judge. 1 NOW to the Lord, who makes us know The wonders of his dying love,
Be humble honors paid below,
And strains of nobler praise above.
And washed us in his precious blood ;
And brings us rebels near to God.
To Jesus, our eternal King,
Let every tongue his glory sing.
And every eye shall see hiin move; Thouglı with our sins we pierced him once,
Now he displays his pardoning love.
While we rejoice to see the day:
Danvers. Bath. 194
The Church rejoicing in her King.
Accept the tribute which we bring;
And wear our praises as thy crown.
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee;
We first received thy pledge of love.
Our hearts would wish it long to stay
Nor comforts sink-nor love grow cold.
Increase thy praise-improve our joys,
And taste the supper of the Lamb. 195
Utica. Hudson. 1 NOT with our mortal eyes
Have we beheld the Lord;
And love him in his word.