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All honour and blessing,
With angels above;
And infinite love.
TE DE UMO
Or worthily praise
Thou God of all grace!
Before thee we fall,
Thee Father of all.
And water and air,
Subfilt by thy care ;
Thy praises above,
Our tribute of love.
With God the supreme,
And equal with him :
On high dolt thou fit,
And bow at thy feet.
4 How great was thy love!
How wond'rous thy grace !
To save a lost race ;
Of woman was born,
To God might return.
Of judgment appear !
And welcome thee there!
In us shed abroad
The kingdom of GOD!
ESU, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last !
. 2 Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helplefs foul on thee;
Still support and comfort me:
All my help from thee I bring;
With the shadow of thy wing:
3 Thou, O. CHRIST, art all I want;
More than all in thee I find;
Heal the sick, and lead the blind;
I am all unrighteousness!
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my
sin : Let the healing streams abound,
Make, and keep me pure within :
Freely let me take of thee;
Rife to all eternity!
Η Υ Μ Ν
77 CHRIST OUR GREAT MÉLCHISÉDEC. : Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb !
We love to hear of thee;
Nör half so sweet can be !
In mercy to us fpeak!
2 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
While in this world we stay;
When all things elfe decay :
With all his favour'd throng ;
And Christ shall be our fong.
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 'Midit Aaming worlds in these array'd, With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 When from the dust of death I rife,
To claim my mansion in the skies ;
Jesus hath Liv'd, hath dy'd for me.” 3 Bold shall I ftand in that great day;
For who ought to my charge frall lay? Fully thro' these abfolv'd I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 4. Thus ABRAHAM the friend of God,
Thus all the armies bought with blood,
Sinpers, of whom the chief I am.
When ruin'd nature sinks in years ;
The grace of CHRIST is ever new.
Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice, Their beauty this, their glorious dress, JESUS THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS,
HY MN 79
. THE GREATNESS AND COODNESS OF GOD, JE EHOVAH reigns, his throne is high,
His robes are light and majetty: His glory shines with beams fo bright, No mortal can sustain the fight.