2 "Look upward in the dying hour,
And live!"-the prophet cries;
mf But Christ exerts a nobler pow'r,
When faith lifts up her eyes.

3 High on the cross the Savior hung!
High in the heav'ns he reigns!

Here sinners, by th' old serpent stung,
Look and forget their pains.

mp 4 When God's own Son is lifted high,
A dying world revives;

The Jew beholds redemption nigh,
Th' expiring Gentile lives!

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L. M,

WATTS.

Clyde, Timsbury,

;

The Priesthood of Christ.

1 BLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies
"Revenge," the blood of Abel cries:
But the dear stream, when Christ was slain,
Speaks "peace" as loud from ev'ry vein:

2 Pardon and peace from God on high;
Behold, He lays his vengeance by,
And rebels, who deserve his sword,
Become the fav'rites of the Lord.

mf 3 To Jesus let our praises rise,
Who gave his life a sacrifice;
Now He appears before our God,
And for our pardon pleads his blood.

WATTS.

Lathrop, Olmutz.

Crucified to the World by the Cross.

Aff 1 O, SUFF'RER on the cross,
Expiring on the tree,

May I regard all things but loss,
Compar'd with knowing Thee!

2 For sin outpour'd, thy blood
Doth wash away my stain,

Doth cleanse me with its crimson flood,
And make me pure again.

3 Thou didst subdue the grave,

And rise to heav'nly light;

And Thou hast now all pow'r to save
From narrow house of night.

4 O, teach me first to die,

And then from death restore;
Give me a mansion, Lord, on high,
Where all thy name adore!

ALLEN.

L. M. Brentford. Bulfinch Str.

The Example of Christ.

Aff 1 MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord!
I read my duty in thy word,

But in thy life the law shines bright,
It stands in characters of light,

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such def'rence to thy Father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine,
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witness'd the fervor of thy prayer ;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and thy vict'ry too.

4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here!
Then God, the Judge, my name shall own
Amongst the blest before his throne!

WATTS.

Norwich. Hampton.

Christ our Example in Suffering.

1 GO to dark Gethsemane,

Ye, that feel the tempter's power;
Your Redeemer's conflict see,

Watch with Him one bitter hour:
Lo, his sweat and anguish'd sigh!
Learn of Jesus Christ to die?

2 Follow to the judgment-hall;
View the Lord of life arraigned;
O, the wormwood and the gall!
O, the pangs, his soul sustained!
Shun not suff'ring, shame, or loss;
Learn of Him to bear the cross.

3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb;
There, adoring at his feet,
Mark that miracle of time,

God's own sacrifice complete;
"It is finish'd!"-hear the cry:
Learn of Jesus Christ to die!

4 Early hasten to the tomb,

Where they laid his breathless clay;
All is solitude and gloom;

Who hath taken Him away?

Christ is ris'n!-He meets our eyes!
Savior! teach us so to rise!

138.

(ii. 140.) C. M.

MONTGOMERY.

Kendall. Bowdoin Square.

Example of Christ and Saints.

1 THE saints above once here below
Bedew'd their couch with tears:
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.

2 I ask them, whence their vict'ry rose?
They, with united breath,

mf Say, "Jesus conquer'd all our foes;
We triumph by his death!"

3 They mark'd the footsteps, which He trod,
His zeal inspir'd their breast,

And, foll'wing their incarnate God,
They gain'd the promis'd rest.

4 The Lamb we praise with pure delight
For his own pattern given,

While clouds of witnesses in sight
Show the same path to heaven.

WATTS.

Brentford. St. Paul's.

Christ our Righteousness.
1 BURIED in shadows of the night,
We lie, till Christ restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

mp 2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears,
Till his atoning blood appears;

Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing, "The Lord, our righteousness."

3 Jesus beholds, where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in heavy chains;
He sets the pris'ners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.

aff 4 Poor, helpless worms in Thee possess
Grace, wisdom, pow'r, and righteousness;
Thou art our mighty All,—and we

Give our whole selves, O Lord, to Thee!

Effects of the Gospel.

1 CHRIST and his cross is all our theme;
The myst'ries, that we speak,

Are scandal in the Jew's esteem,
And folly to the Greek.

2 But souls, enlighten'd from above,
With joy receive the word;

They see what wisdom, pow'r and love
Shine in their dying Lord.

3 The vital savor of his name
Restores their fainting breath,
But unbelief perverts the same
To guilt, despair, and death.

4 Till God diffuse his grace around,
Like show'rs of heav'nly rain,
In vain Apollos sows the ground
And Paul may plant in vain!

WATTS.

141.

L. M.

Duke Str. Trenton.

Behold the Man! John 19.

1 BEHOLD the Man! How glorious He!
Before his foes He stands unawed,
And, without wrong or blasphemy,
He claims to be the Son of God.

2 Behold the Man! By all condemned,
Assaulted by a host of foes;

His person and his claims contemned,
A man of suff'rings and of woes.

S Behold the Man! So weak He seems,
His awful word inspires no fear;

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But soon must he, who now blasphemes,
Before his judgment-seat appear.

4 Behold the Man! Though scorn'd below,
He bears the greatest name above;
The angels at his footstool bow,
And all his royal claims approve!

142.

S. M.

Gospel Invitations.

MONTGOMERY'S COLL.

Olney. Watchman.

mp 1 THE Spirit's voice doth break In softness,-"Sinner, come;"

The Bride, the Church of Christ, doth speak
To all his children,-"come!"

2 Let him, that heareth, say

To all about him,-"come!"

Ye souls athirst, come, while you may,-
To Christ, the fountain, come!

S Yes, whosoever will,

O, let him freely come;

Come now to Zion's holy hill,
For JESUS bids thee come!

mf 4 Lo! JEsus, thron'd in power,
Declares, "I quickly come!"
Lord, even so! I wait thine hour:
JESUS, my Savior,-come!

EPISC. COLL.

143.

(i. 98.)

S. M.

Boylston. Utica.

Christ our Savior.

1 HOW heavy is the night,

That hangs upon our eyes,

Till Christ with his reviving light
On our dark souls arise?

2 Our guilty spirits dread

To meet the wrath of heaven;
But, in his righteousness arrayed,
We see our sins forgiven.

8 Unholy and impure

Are all our thoughts and ways;
His hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.