LXXXVI. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Christ's Intercession typified by Aaron's Breast plate. Exodus xxviii. 29. 1 NOW OW let our cheerful eyes survey And celebrate his constant care, 2 Though rais'd to a superior throne, Nor shall the meanest christian say 4 Those characters slrall fair abide, When gems, and monuments, and crowns 5 So gracious Saviour, on my breast, AN OBJECT OF PRAISE. SA AVIOUR of men, and Lord of love, 2 While all thy own angelic bands, Charm'd with the honor to obey 3 For us, mean, wretched, sinful men, First in our mortal flesh to serve, 4 Bought with thy service and thy blood, To thee our lives we would devote LXXXVIII. NOW The exalted Saviour. OW let us raise our cheerful strains, And join the blissful choir above; There our exalted Saviour reigns, And there they sing his wondrous love. 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree How bright! how lovely! how admir'd! 5. Were universal nature ours, And art with all her boasted støre ; Nature and art with all their powers, Would still confess the offering poor! 6 Yet though for bounty so divine, Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, CHARACTERS AND REPRESENTATIONS OF CHRIST. LXXXIX. L. M. Doddridge. Noah preserved in the Ark, and the Believer in Christ. 1 Pet. iii. 20, 21. 1 THE 'HE deluge at th' Almighty's call, In what impetuous streams it fell! Swallow'd the mountains in its rage, And swept a guilty world to hell. 2 In vain the tallest sons of pride Fled from the close-pursuing wave! Of millions in the last despair, 4 Yet Noah, humble happy saint, And sang the grace that steer'd him thro'. 5 So I may sing, in Jesus safe, While storms of vengeance round me fall, Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd, Beyond this trembling earthly ball. 6 My soul in Christ securely waits, Nor can she leave that safe retreat; Till the wide flood, which buries earth, Shall waft her to a heavenly seat. 7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen; There not a wave of trouble rolls; But the bright rainbow round the throne ADVOCATE. XC, L. M. RIPPON'S SELEC WHERE is my God? does he retire Beyond the reach of humble sighs? But reaches thy all-gracious ear. 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye, With precious incense in his hands. 4 He sweetens ev'ry humble groan, He recommends each broken pray'r; Whose pow'r and love forbid despair. BRAZEN SERPENT. XCI L. M. RIPPON'S SELEC. A serpent straight the prophet made 2 Around the fainting crowds attend, 5 Jesus the Saviour! balmy name! Thy worth my tongue would now proclaim; By thy atonement set me free, My life my hope is all from thee. •D BREAD OF LIFE. XCII. L. M. FAWCETT. Bread of Life Jokn vi. 35, 48. EPRAVED minds on ashes feed, Nor love, nor seek for heav'nly bread; They choose the husks which swine do eat, Or meanly crave the serpent's meat. 2 Jesus, thou art the living bread, 3 Without this bread, I starve and die; |