3 Now pardon, life, and joys divine,
In rich abundance flow,

For guilty rebels, dead in sin,
And doom'd to endless wo.

4 The' almighty Former of the skies
Stoop'd to our low abode;

While angels view'd with wond'ring eyes,
And hail'd the' incarnate God.

5 Renew our souls with heavenly strength,
That we may fully prove

The height, and depth, and breadth, and length Of such transcendent love.

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His humiliation.

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ND did the Holy and the Just,-
The Sov'reign of the skies,—

Stoop down to wretchedness and dust,
That guilty man might rise?

2 Yes, the Redeemer left his throne,
His radiant throne on high-
Surprising mercy! love unknown!-
To suffer, bleed, and die.

3 To dwell with mis'ry here below,
The Saviour left the skies,
And sunk to wretchedness and wo,
That worthless man might rise.

4 He took the dying traitor's place,
And suffer'd in his stead;

For sinful man-0 wondrous grace!-
For sinful man he bled.

5 O Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell
In thine atoning blood!

By this are sinners saved from hell,
And rebels brought to God.

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His amazing love.

PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'r ing day.

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of per ce Beheld our helpless grief:

He saw, and (0, amazing love!)

He flew to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste he fled;
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

4 0 for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues,
The Saviour's praises speak.

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys;
Strike all your harps of gold;

But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told.

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Our ransom paid.

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OUR

UR sins on Christ were laid;
He bore the mighty load;

Our ransom-price he fully paid
In groans, and tears, and blood
2 To save a worl 1, he dies;
Sinners, behold the Lamb!
To him lift up your longing eyes
Seek mercy in his name.

3 Pardon and peace abound;
He will your sins forgive;
Salvation in his name is found,-
He bids the sinner live.

4 Jesus, we look to thee;-
Where else can sinners go?
Thy boundless love shall set us free
From wretchedness and wo.

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Love divine.

LOVE divine, what hast thou done!
The' incarnate God hath died for me!
The Father's co-eternal Son,

Bore all my sins upon the tree!
The Son of God for me hath died:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.
2 Behold him, all ye that pass by,-
The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
Come see, ye worms, your Saviour die,
And say, was ever grief like his?
Come, feel with me his blood applied:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified-
3 Is crucified for me and you,

To bring us rebels back to God:
Believe, believe the record true,-

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood:
Pardon for all flows from his side:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.
4 Then let us sit beneath his cross,
And gladly catch the healing stream;
All things for him account but loss,
And give up all our hearts to him.
Of nothing think or speak beside,-
My Lord, my Love, is crucified.

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BEHOL

He died for thee.

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EHOLD the Saviour of mankind
Nail'd to the shameful tree;

How vast the love that him inclined

To bleed and die for thee!

2 Hark! how he groans, while nature shakes,
And earth's strong pillars bend :

The temple's veil in sunder breaks,—
The solid marbles rend.

3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid!

Receive my soul! he cries:

See where he bows his sacred head;

He bows his head, and dies.

4 But soon he 'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine:

O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
Was ever love, like thine?

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The hidings of the Father's face.
ROM Calvary a cry was heard,—

FROM

A bitter and heart-rending cry; My Saviour! every mournful word Bespeaks thy soul's deep agony. 2 A horror of great darkness fell

On thee, thou spotless, holy One! And all the swarming hosts of hell Conspired to tempt God's only Son.

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3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace,These thou couldst bear, nor once repine; But when Jehovah veil'd his face,

Unutterable pangs were thine.

4 Let the dumb world its silence break; Let pealing anthems rend the sky; Awake, my sluggish soul, awake!

He died, that we might never die.

5 Lord! on thy cross I fix mine eye:
If e'er I lose its strong control,
, let that dying, piercing cry,
Melt and reclaim my wand'ring soul.

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The crucifixion.

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ROM whence these direful omens round,

FRO

Which heaven and earth amaze?

And why do earthquakes cleave the ground? Why hides the sun his rays?

2 Well may the earth, astonish'd, shake,
And nature sympathize,-

The sun, as darkest night, be black;
Their Maker, Jesus, dies!

3 Behold, fast streaming from the tree,
His all-atoning blood:

Is this the Infinite? 'tis he,

My Saviour and my God.

4 For me these pangs his soul assail;
For me this death is borne ;

My sins gave sharpness to the nail,
And pointed every thorn.

5 Let sin no more my soul enslave;
Break, Lord, its tyrant chain;

O, save me, whom thou cam'st to save,
Nor bleed nor die in vain.

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Expiring on the cross.
cursed

L. M.

EXTENDED ondast, and sweat, and blood,

See there, the King of glory see!

Sinks and expires the Son of God.

2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done? Who could thy sacred body wound? No guilt thy spotless heart hath known,No guile hath in thy lips been found 3 I, I alone have done the deed; 'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn; My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed,Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn.