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BEHOLD THE LAMB. 10s.
T, B. WHITE. From the Modern Harp.
Behold the Lamb, O Thou, for sinners slain, 1
PP24 fuge make, Thy pierced side, Thy pierc - ed side.
* 217. 7s & Os.
248. 8s, 7s & 1s.
2. Behold the Lamb! 2. O noblest brow and dearest,
Archangels-fold your wings-
Seraphs-hush all the strings
Of million lyres:
The Victim, veil'd on earth, in loveHow art Thou pale with anguish,
All heaven admires!
3. Behold the Lamb!
Drop down, ye glorious skies3. What language shall I borrow,
He dies-lo dies--Ile dies-
For man onco lost!
Yet lo! He lives-He lives-He lives Thy pity without end!
And to his church Himself He gives O make me Thine for ever,
4. Behold the Lamb! Lord, let me never, never,
All hail- Eternal Word l-
Thou universal Lord
Purge out our leaven: 4, If I, a wretch, should leave Thce,
Clothe us with godliness and good, () Jesus, leave not me;
Feed us with Thy celestial food-
Manna from heaven!
5. Behold the Lamb!
Saints, wrapt in blissful restRelease me then from anguish,
Souls-waiting to be blest
Oh! Lord-how long! [fears By thine own wounded heart.
Thou church on earth, o'erwhelm'd with 5. Be near when I am dying,
Still in this vale of woe and tears, 0, show Thy cross to me!
Swell the full song. And for my succor flying,
6. Behold the Lamb! Come, Lord, to set me free.
Worthy is He alone,
To sit upon the throne
Of God above!
One with the Ancient of all days-
One with the Paraclete in praise-
All light--all lovo! BRYDGES. * Tlis is a continuation of a c 79.
3. 'Midst keen reproach, and cruel scorn,
Patient and meek He stood;
He labored for their good.
Before Ilis Father's throne,
** Thy will, not mine, be done!"
His image may we bear;
His joy and glory share!
2. Good-will to men, and zeal for God,
His every thought engross;
He pants to reach the cross.
And woes to us unknown,
'T was love that urged Him on.
Our hearts shall sound abroad,
And to the rising God! 5. And while Thy bleeding glories here
Engage our wondering eyes,
251. C. M.
1. Benoid tho Saviour of mankind
Nailed to the shameful tree!
To bleed and die for me.
2. Hark! how He groans, while nature shakes,
And earth's strong pillars bend!
The solid marbles rend.
250. C. M.
Appears each grace divine;
With mildest radiance shine. 2. To spread the rays of heavenly light,
To give the mourner joy,
Was IIis divine employ.
3. 'Tis finished! now the ransom's paid,
Receive my soul!" He cries:
He bows His head and dies!
4. But soon He'll break death's iron-chain,
And in full glory shine ;
Was ever love like Thine ?
ter - nal King most high! Who didst the world re - deem;
4. Jesus, our Priest, forever lives,
To plead for us abore; Jesus, our King, forever gives
The blessings of His lore.
5. God will exalt Ilis glorious head,
Ilis lofty throne maintain,
Who dare opposo His reign.
2. Thou, through the starry orbs, this day,
Didst to Thy throne ascend; Thenceforth to reign in sovereign power,
And glory without end.
To Thce submissive bow
The depths of Hell below.
With Thy angelic train.
And our lost crowns regain, 5. Glory to Jesus, who returns
Triumphantly to Ileaven;
And Holy Ghost, be given.
251. C. M. 1. Why is thy face so lit with smiles,
Mother of Jesus! why?
So fixed upon the sky?
2. His rising form on Olivet
A summer's shadow cast!
Droop'd as the shadow pass'd. 3. And as Ile roso with all His train
Of righteous souls around,
Like dew into the ground.
253. C. M. 1. Jests, our Lord, ascend Thy throne,
And near Thy Father sit:
And mako Thy foes submit. 2. What wonders shall Thy gospel do!
Thy converts shall surpass
And own Thy sovereign grace. 3. God hath pronounced a firm decree,
Nor changes what he swore;“ Eternal shall Thy priesthood be, When Aaron is no more.”'
4. Down stoop'd a silver cloud from heaven,
The Eternal Spirit's car,
Like somo receding star.
5. The silver cloud hath sail'd away,
The skies are blue and free;
LENOX. H. M.
41. Yes, the Re-deem -er rose; The Sa-viour left the dead; And o'er our hell - ish
255. H. M. 1. Yes, the Redeemer rose;
The Saviour left the dead;
High raised His conquering head.
In full assembly meet,
And worship at His feet;
The joyful news to bear:
Hark! as they soar on high,
What music fills the air!
Redeemed by Him from hell;
The globe on which you dwell;
Who sav'st us with Thy blood!
Thou, rising, reigning God.