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HYMN 14. Fourth Part. C.M.
Jesus came to save Sinners. (cont.)

  5 He comes the broken heart to bind,
   The bleeding soul to cure;
And with his righteousness and grace
   T' enrich the humble poor.
  6 His gospel trumpets publish loud
   The jub'lee of the Lord;
His people are redeemed now,
   Their heritage restor'd.
  7 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of peace.
   Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heav'n's eternal arches ring
   With thy beloved name.

HYMN 14. Fifth Part. C.M.
God reconciled in Christ.

  1 DEAREST of all the names above,
   My Jesus, and my God,
Who can resist thy heav'nly love,
   Or trifle with thy blood?
  2 'Tis by the merits of thy death
   The Father smiles again;
'Tis by thy interceding breath,
   The Spirit dwells with men.
  3 Till God in human flesh I see,
   My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three
   Are terrors to my mind.
  4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
   My hope, my joy begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear,
   His grace removes my sins.
  5 While Jews on their own law rely,
   And Greeks of wisdom boast;
I love th' Incarnate Mystery,
   And there I fix my trust.

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HYMN 15. First Part. L.M.
He suffered.

  1 O LORD, when faith with fixed eyes
Beholds thy wondrous sacrifice,
Love rises to an ardent flame,
And we all other hope disclaim.
  2 With cold affections who can see
The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree,
The flowing tears, and crimson sweat,
The bleeding hands, and head, and feet!
  3 Jesus, what millions of our race
Have been the triumphs of thy grace!
And millions more to thee shall fly,
And on thy sacrifice rely.
  4 The sorrow, shame and death were thine,
And all the stores of wrath divine!
Ours are the pardon, life and bliss:
What love can be compar'd to this!

HYMN 15. Second Part. L.M.
He was crucified.

  1 STRETCH'D on the cross the Saviour dies,
Hark! his expiring groans arise!
See, from his hands, his feet, his side,
Runs down the sacred crimson tide!
  2 Believers now, behold the man!
The man of grief condemn'd for you,
The Lamb of God for sinners slain,
Weeping to Calvary pursue.
  3 His sacred limbs they pierce, they tear,
With nails they fasten to the wood
His sacred limbs! expos'd and bare,
Or only cover'd with his blood.
  4 See there! his temples crown 'd with thorns,
His bleeding hands extended wide,


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