But a brighter Sun is looking on, more earnest is his eye,

For thunder-clouds must veil him soon, and darken all the sky:

O'er Zion still he bends, as loath his presence to

remove,

And o'er her walls there lingers yet the sunshine of his love.

2 'Tis Jesus! with an anguished heart, a parting glance he throws,

For mercy's day she has sinned away for a night of dreadful woes:

'Would thou hadst known,' he said, while down his face rolled many a tear,

'My words of peace in this thy day-but now thy end is near.

Alas for thee, Jerusalem! How cold thy heart to me!

How often in these arms of love would I have gathered thee!

My sheltering wing had been your shield, my love your happy lot,

I would it had been thus with thee; I would, but ye would not.'

3 He wept alone, and men passed on-the men whose woes he bore,

They saw the Man of Sorrows weep, they had seen him weep before;

They asked not who those tears were for, they asked not whence they flowed:

Those tears were for rebellious man, their source the heart of God.

They fell upon this desert earth like drops from heaven on high,

Struck from an ocean-tide of love that fills

eternity.

With love and tenderness divine those crystal cells o'erflow:

"Tis God that weeps, through human eyes, for human guilt and woe!

4 That hour has fled, those tears are told, the agony is passed:

The Lord has wept, the Lord has bled, but he has not loved his last.

From heaven his eye is downward bent, still ranging to and fro,

Where'er, in this wild wilderness, there roams a child of woe;

Nor his alone, the Three in One that looked through Jesus' eye,

Could still the harps of angel bands to hear the suppliant sigh;

And when the rebel chooses wrath, God wails his hapless lot,

Deep breathing from his heart of love, 'I would, but ye would not.'

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John Guthrie. 1846.

76,76,77,77.

"We are come to the blood of sprinkling."

1 BLOOD of sprinkling, healing tide,
Life and peace bestowing;
From its fount in Jesus' side,
Full and ever flowing:

Like the stream in Horeb, struck
From the cleft and living rock,
On it flows, and flows for me,
Ever near and ever free.

2 Heart of Jesus, pierced for me,
Pledge of sins forgiven,

Mirrored in thy fount I see

All the smiles of Heaven.

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Hence, when sin has stung my soul,
Flows the balm that makes it whole,
Life to God, and death to sin,
Peace without and peace within.

3 Every rival I dethrone,
Every tie dissever;

Lamb of God, reign thou alone
In my heart for ever;
Wash it clean from every stain,
Cool its fever, soothe its pain,
Chase its gloom and clear its way,
Onward to the perfect day.

1 HARK, my soul, it is the Lord;
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee:
'Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ?

2 'I delivered thee when bound,
And, when bleeding, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.

3'Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.

4 Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.

77,77.

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5 Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?'

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore:
O for grace to love thee more.

William Cowper. 1779.

1010,1010.

"He loved me, and gave himself for me."

1 'HE lovéd me, and gave himself for me;'
Amazing love, amazing sacrifice :

I'll take my harp down from the willow tree,
And bid its notes in praise of Jesus rise.

2 'He loved me, and gave himself for me;'
And what a rebel against him I was;
Like those that nailed him to the cruel tree
I hated him, alas, without a cause.

3 'He loved me, and gave himself for me,'
And made atonement to the broken law,
And wrought a righteousness on Calvary
Which God has tried, and found without a flaw.

4 'He loved me, and gave himself for me,'
And surely I myself to him will give;
None, Jesus, will I ever love like thee,
And to thy glory only will I live.

5 O when I stand 'mid yonder shining throng,
And on fair Canaan's coast my Saviour see,
I'll add this chorus to my swelling song,-
'He loved me, and gave himself for me.'

Fergus Ferguson. 1850.

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"He sent redemption to his people."

1 Now begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;
Ye who Jesus' kindness prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Ye who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Cancelled by redeeming love.

4 Ye, alas, who long have been
Willing slaves of death and sin,
Now from bliss no longer rove;
Stop and taste redeeming love.
5 Welcome, all by sin oppressed,
Welcome to his sacred rest;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.

6 Hither then your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string;
Mortals, join the hosts above,
Join to praise redeeming love.

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Martin Madan's Collection. 1763.

"The love of Christ which passeth knowledge."

1 0 Love Divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find my willing heart
All taken up by thee?

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