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Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, And led the monster death in chains! Say "Live for ever, wondrous King! "Born to redeem and strong to save!" Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting? "And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?"

Hymn 214. С. М.
PLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheering beam of hope,
Or spark of glimm'ring day,
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief:
He saw, and (O amazing love!)
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled;
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
4 O! for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold:
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

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Hymn 215. P. M.

GOD of all grace, thy goodness we

praise;

Thy Son thou hast given to die in our place! With joy we approve the design of thy love; 'Tis a wonder on earth, and a wonder above.

2 Tongue cannot explain the love of God-mar,Which th' angels desire to look into in vain: It dazzles our eyes, thought cannot arise, To find out a cause why the Infinite dies. 3 Or if pity inclin'd him to die for mankind, The ground of his pity what seraph can find! He came from above our curse to remove:

He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, because he

would love.

4 Love mov'd him to die, and on this we rely, He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, we cannot tell

why;

But this we can tell, he hath lov'd us so well, As to lay down his life to redeem us from hell. 5 He hath ransom'd our race: O how shall we

praise,

Or worthily sing thy unspeakable grace! Nothing else will we know, in our journey

below,

But singing thy praise to thy paradise go. 6 Nay, and when we remove to the mansions

above,

Our heaven shall still be to sing of thy love:
When time is no more, we still shall adore
The ocean of love without bottom or shore.
7 Ere long we shall fly to the regions on high,
For Israel's Strength cannot vary or lie;
He soon shall appear, he more than draws near!
Our Jesus is come, and eternity's here!

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Hymn 216. C. М.
LAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in;
When Christ the mighty Maker died
For man the creature's sin!

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.

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Hymn 217. P. M.

IVE TE Heavens rejoice in Jesus's grace,

a noise and echo his

praise: Our all-loving Saviour hath pacified God, And paid for his favour the price of his

blood.

2 Ye mountains and vales, in praises abound, Ye hills and ye dales, continue the sound; Break forth into singing, ye trees of the wood, For Jesus is bringing lost sinners to God. 3 Atonement he made for every one,

The debt he hath paid, the work he hath

done; Shout, all the creation, below and above, Ascribing salvation to Jesus's love.

4 His mercy hath brought salvation to all, Who take it unbought he frees them from thrall;

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Throughout the believer his glory displays, And perfects for ever the vessels of grace.

CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP,

AND SOCIETY MEETING.

Hymn 218. S. M.

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are we yet alive?
And see each other's face?

Glory and praise to Jesus give
For his redeeming grace!
Preserv'd by power divine,
To feel salvation here,
Again in Jesu's praise we join,
And in his sight appear.-
2 What troubles have we seen!
What conflicts have we past!
Fightings without and fears within,
Since we assembled last!

But out of all, the Lord

Hath brought us by his love;
And still he doth his help afford,
And hide our life above.
3 Then let us make our boast
Of his redeeming power,
Which saves us to the uttermost,
Till we shall sin no more:

Let us take up the cross,

Till we the crown obtain,
And gladly reckon all things loss,

So we but Jesus gain.

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Hymn 219. Р. М.

COME to s

(OME away to the skies!

And rejoice in the day thou wast born:

On this festival day

Come exulting away,

And with singing to Sion return!

2 We have laid up our love
And treasures above,
Tho' our bodies continue below;
The redeem'd of the Lord,
We remember his word,

And with singing to paradise go.

3 With singing we praise The original grace,

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By our heavenly Father bestow'd:
Our being receive

From his bounty, and live

To the honour and glory of God..

For thy glory we are

Created to share

Both the nature and kingdom divine!

Created again,
That our souls may remain

In time and eternity thine.

5 With thanks we approve
The design of thy love,
Which hath join'd us in Jesus's name!
So united in heart,

That we never can part,

Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb.