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5 And now that thou dost reign on high,
And thence Thy waiting people bless, No ray of glory from the sky Doth shine upon our wilderness; But we believe Thy faithful word, And trust in our redeeming Lord. 144 He humbled himself and became
obedient unto death.-Phil. 2. 8. 1
THOU, who didst stoop below
To drain the cup of woe, And wear the form of frail mortality,
Thy blessed labours done,
Thy crown of victory won, Hast passed from earth,--passed to Thy
home on high. 2 It was no path of flowers,
Through this dark world of ours, Beloved of the Father, Thou didst tread :
And shall we in dismay,
Shrink from the narrow way, When clouds and darkness are around it
spread? 3 O Thou, who art our Life,
Be with us through the strife; Thine own meek head by rudest storms
To see a Father's love, (cloud. Beam, like a bow of promise, through the 4 E'en through the awful gloom,
Which hovers o'er the tomb, That light of love our guiding star shall
Our spirits shall not dread
The shadowy way to tread, Friend, Guardian, Saviour, which doth
lead to Thee.
C.M. 145 He stedfastly set His face to go to
Jerusalem. --Luke 9, 51. 1
Was kindled in His breast,
He marched before the rest!
His every thought engross;
He pants to reach the cross.
[be; 3 With all His sufferings full in view,
And woes to us unknown, Forth to the task His spirit flew;
'Twas love that urged Him on. 4 Lord, while Thy matchless sorrows here,
Engage our wondering eyes ; Teach us our lighter cross to bear
And hasten to the skies.
Far as the eternal hills,
Our dear Redeemer dwells.
In countless armies shine;
They offer songs divine. 3 “Tail, Prince!”they cry,“for ever hail!
Whose unexampled love
realms, And royalties above." 4 And whilst Hestooped on earth to dwell.
And suffer rude disdain;
And waited in His train.
They did His steps attend;
The scene of love would end.
And darkness veiled the sky,
The Lord of glory die! 7 They saw Him burst the gates of death,
And quell the tyrant's power;
They hailed the blessed hour. 8 They thronged His chariot up theskies,
And bore Him to His throne; (cried, Then swept their golden harps, and *The glorious ivork is done!"
147 Having made peace through the
blood -1, 20. 1
To spread her Maker's praise
abroad; And every labour of His hands
Shows something worthy of a God.
His brightest of glory shines;
With precious blood, in crimson lines. 3 Here His whole Name appears com
Where God the Saviour loved and died !
In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
C.M. 148 Christ suffered, the just for the
unjust. - 1 Pet. 3, 18.
Stoop down to wretchedness and dust
That sinners lost might rise ? 2 Yes, the Redeemer left His throne,
His radiant throne on high, Surprising mercy! love unknown!
To suffer, bleed, and die.
3 He took the dying traitor's place,
And suffered in his stead; For man, O miracle of grace!
For man the Saviour bled !
To love so full, so free:
Its saving power to me?
For favours so divine ?
And make it only Thine.
C.M. 149 The Lord hath lạid on Him the,
iniquity of us all.-Isa. 53, 6. 1 THE
Saviour comes; no outward pomp Bespeaks His presence nigh, No earthly beauty shines in Him
To draw the carnal eye.
Behold a Man of woe !
Through all His life below.
And ours the woes He bore ;
With bitter anguish tore.
From sin's polluting stain;
Revived our souls again.
In ruin's fatal road :
He bore the mighty load,
That sin might be forgiven ;
And plead their cause in Heaven. 7 0 God the Son, who lowly came
Lost sinners to restore,
Ad glory evermore.
. C.M. 150 He hath made Him to be sin for us,
who knew no sin.-2 Cor. 5, 21. ? A ?
And did my Sovereign die?
For such a wretch as I?
He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
For man, His creature's, sin.
While His dear cross appears:
And melt my eyes to tears.
The debt of love I owe;
Tis all that I can do.
C.M. 151 He said, it is finished.-John 10,
. 1 I
SING my Saviour's wondrous death;
He conquered when He fell :
And shook the gates of hell.
The dreadful work is done : Hence shall His sovereign throne
For glory and renown,
Sits our victorious Lord;
The vengeance or reward. L.