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3 Perish each thought of human pride; Let God alone be magnified:

His glory let the heavens resound, Borne from the earth's remotest bound. 4 Saints, who His full salvation know, Saints, who but taste it here below, With angel voices join to raise The chorus of eternal praise.

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100 Christ, that died... maketh in

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tercession for us.-Rom. 8, 34.

LORY be to God on high,

GLO

God whose glory fills the sky;
Peace on earth to man forgiven,
Man, the well-beloved of heaven.
2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King,
Thee Thy grateful children sing;
Glad, Thine attributes confess,
Glorious all, and numberless.
3 Hail, by all Thy works adored!
Hail, the everlasting Lord!

Thee with thankful hearts we prove
God of power, and God of love.

4 Christ, our Lord and God we own,
Christ, the Father's only Son,
Lamb of God for sinners slain,
Saviour of offending men.
5 Powerful Advocate with God,
Justify us by Thy blood;
Jesus, in Thy name we pray,
Take, O take our sins away!
6 Glory be to Christ on high,
Praise redeeming majesty;
Light and Love come down from
heaven,

Peace on earth and man forgiven.

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101 In this was manifested the love of

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God.-1 John 4, 9.

FATHER, Why wonders rise! ATHER, how wide Thy glory shines;

Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousands through the skies.

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power,

Their motions speak Thy skill, And on the wings of every hour We read Thy patience still.

3 But when we view Thy strange design To save our rebel race,

Our souls adore with awe divine
Thy justice, and Thy grace.

4 When sinners break the Father's laws, The dying Son atones;

Oh, the dear wonders of His cross,
The mystery of His groans!
5 Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains;
Bright angels learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.
60 may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.

C.M.

102 What is man that Thou visitest

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him?-Ps 8, 4.

LORD our God, how wondrous great

Is Thine exalted name!

The glories of Thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

2 When I behold Thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That Thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love his nature so!

4 That Thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,

Made lower than His angels are,
To save a dying worm!

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5 Let Him be crowned with majesty,
Who bowed His head to death;
And be His honours sounded high
By all things that have breath.

6 Jesus our Lord! how wondrous great Is Thine exalted name!

The glories of Thy heavenly state,
Let the whole earth proclaim.

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God is light.-1 John 1, 5. TERNAL Light! Eternal Light! How pure the soul must be, (sight, When, placed within Thy searching It shrinks not, but, with calm delight, Can live and look on Thee.

2 The spirits that surround Thy throne
May bear the burning bliss,
But that is surely theirs alone,

Since they have never, never known
A fallen world like this.

3 Oh, how shall I, whose native sphere
Is dark, whose mind is dim,
Before the Ineffable appear,
And on my naked spirit bear
The uncreated beam?

4 There is a way for man to rise
To that sublime abode,

An offering and a sacrifice,
A Holy Spirit's energies,
An Advocate with God.

5 These, these prepare us for the sight
Of Majesty above;

The sons of ignorance and night
Can dwell in the Eternal Light,
Through the Eternal Love!

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104 How much owest thou unto my

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Lord.-Luke 16, 5.

LORD, when we creation scan,

See what Thou hast done for man, Then our grateful hearts agree,

What a debt we owe to Thee.

2 Every note that cheers the vale,
Every sweet that scents the gale,
Every blooming flower we see,
Tells the joy we owe to Thee.

3 Every breath that heaves the breast,
Every sound by voice exprest,
Every thought the mind sets free,
Tells the life we owe to Thee.

4 But when we Redemption view,
Gaze on all Thy love could do,
Lord, our grateful hearts agree,
How much more we owe to Thee.

5 When we think what we have been,
Sunk in sorrow, lost in sin,

Now from sin and sorrow free, Our own selves we owe to Thee. 6 When we hear our Master say, "Death is vanquished, come away, Heaven awaits you," we must see, Lord, how much we owe to Thee!

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105 Thy sins are forgiven.-Luke 7, 43. SALVATION: O melodious sound

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To wretched, dying men!

Salvation, that from God proceeds,
And leads to God again!

2 And may a weak, degenerate soul,
Sinful and dark as mine,
Presume to raise a trembling eye
To blessings so divine?

3 The lustre of so bright a bliss
My feeble heart o'erbears;
And unbelief almost perverts
The promise into tears.

4 My Saviour God, no voice but Thine
These dying hopes can raise;
Speak Thy salvation to my soul,
And turn its tears to praise.

5 My Saviour God! this broken voice
Transported shall proclaim,
And call on all the angelic harps
To sound so sweet a name.

C.M.

106 so great salvation.-Heb. 2, 3.

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ALVATION! O the joyful sound!
Tis pleasure to our ears;

A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heavenly day.

3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

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Who is a God like unto Thee, that pardoneth iniquity?-Micah 7, 18.

GREAT God of wonders! all Thy ways
Are worthy of Thyself, divine!
But the fair glories of Thy grace
Most godlike and unrivalled shine.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
2 Such dire offences to forgive,
Such guilty daring worms to spare;
This is Thy grand prerogative,
And in the honour none shall share.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
3 In wonder lost, with trembling joy,
We take the pardon of our God,-
Pardon for sins of deepest dye,-
A pardon sealed with Jesus' blood.
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
4 O may this strange, this wondrous grace
This matchless miracle of love,

Fill the wide earth with grateful praise,
And all the angelic choirs above!
Who is a pardoning God like Thee?
Or who has grace so rich and free?
C.M.

108 His mercy is everlasting.-Ps. 100, 5.

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THY

HY ceaseless, unexhausted love,
Unmerited and free,

Delights our evil to remove,

And help our misery.

2 Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear;

That saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare.

3 Thy goodness and Thy truth to me, To every soul, abound;

A vast, unfathomable sea,

Where all our thoughts are drowned,

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