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O may I there, though vile as he,
3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Till all the ransomed of our God
4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream,
5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue
HYMN 190. C. M. [bor #]
Riches of the Cross.
1 WITH strange surprise the cross I view, Where Jesus for me died,
And ask myself, If this be true,
2 Give me the victories of that cross,
3 Riches on earth take wings and fly, And earthly honours fade :
I have my treasures placed on high;
4 O had I Gabriel's tongue, to sing
HYMN 191. L. M. [#]
It is finished.
1 "Tis finished! so the Saviour cried,
3 "Tis finished! Aaron now no more
4 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: "Tis finished! let the echo fly Through heaven, and earth, and sea and sky.
RESURRECTION OF CHRIST.
HYMN 192. 7s. M. [#]
1 ANGELS, roll the rock away;
2 Shout, ye seraphs; Gabriel, raise
3 Heaven unfolds her portals wide;
4 Praise him, ye celestial choirs,
HYMN 193. P. M. [#]
1 BEHOLD, the bright morning appears, And Jesus revives from the grave ! His rising removes all our fears,
And proves him almighty to save.
How strong were his tears and his cries! The worth of his blood how divine! How perfect his great sacrifice,
Who rose, though he suffered for sin!
2 The Head that was covered with thorns,—
And life has rewarded his pain;
This is the true Lamb that was slain.
3 Believing we share in his joy,
By faith we partake of his rest; With him we can cheerfully die,
For with him we hope to be blest. 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,
Whose spirit shall guide us safe home; We'll praise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that's to come.
HYMN 194. C. M. [#]
1 THIS day be grateful homage paid,
2 Jesus, the Friend of human kind,
3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain
4 And now his conquering chariot wheels
5 Exalted high at God's right hand, And Lord of all below,
Through him is pardoning love dispensed,
HYMN 195. C. M. [#]
Lord's Day Morning.
1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light
2 O what a night was that, which wrapt
3 This day be grateful homage paid,
4 Ten thousand grateful lips still join