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CHORUS.

Our sorrows and our sins were laid
On thee-alone on thee;
Thy precious blood our ransom paid;
Thine all the glory be.

2 Shall we thy life of grief forget,
Thy fasting and thy prayer;
Thy locks with mountain vapors wet,
To save us from despair?

3 Gethsemane can we forget;
Thy struggling agony-

When night lay dark on Olivet,
And none to watch with thee?

4 Can we the plaited crown forget,
The buffeting and shame;
When hell thy sinking soul beset,
And earth reviled thy name?

5 The nails-the spear-can we forget; The agonizing cry

"My God! my Father! wilt thou let Thy Son forsaken die?"

6 Life's brightest joys we may forget-
Our kindred cease to love;

But He who paid our hopeless debt,
Our constancy shall prove.

Precious Bible.

HYMN 93.

The best of Friends.

ONE there is, above all others friend;

His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end:

They who once his kindness prove,
Find it everlasting love!

2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could, or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died to have us
Reconciled in him to God:

It was boundless love to bleed;
Jesus is a friend indeed.

3 When he lived on earth abased,
"Friend of sinners," was his name;
Now, above all glory raised,
He rejoices in the same:
Still he calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.

4 Oh! for grace our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, at length to love,
We, alas! forget, too often,

What a friend we have above:
When to heaven our souls are brought,
We will love thee as we ought.

Harwich. HYMN 94.

Christ our Surety.

LL that pass by,
A To Jesus draw nigh;

To you it is nothing that Jesus should die?
Our ransom and peace,

Our surety he is;

Come, see if there ever was sorrow like His.

2 The Lord, in the day

Of his anger did lay

Our sins on the Lamb, and he bore them away: He dies to atone

For sins not his own,

The Father afflicted for you his dear Son.

3 For sinners like me,
He died on the tree;

His death is accepted, the sinner is free;
My pardon I claim,
A sinner I am,

A sinner believing in Jesus's name.
4 He purchased the grace
Which now I embrace;

Oh, Father! thou knowest he died in my place: His death is my plea―

My Advocate see

And hear the blood speak that hath answered for

me.

5 With joy we approve,
The plan of his love;

A wonder to all, both below and above!

When time is no more,

We still shall adore

That ocean of love, without bottom or shore.

HYMN 95, 7s.

Messiah.

WHO is this that comes from far

Clad in garments dipp'd in blood?

Strong triumphant traveler,

Is he man or is he God?

2 "I that speak in righteousness, Son of God and man I am;

Mighty to redeem your race, Jesus is your Saviour's name." 3 Wherefore are thy garments red, Dyed as in a crimson sea? They that in a wine vat tread,

Are not stained so much as thee. 4 "I, the Father's favorite Son,

Have the dreadful winepress trod;
Borne the vengeful wrath alone,
All the fiercest wrath of God."

PRAISE.

Bermondsey. HYMN 96. 6,6, 4, 6,6,6,4.

GLORY to God on high!

Let earth and skies reply:

Praise ye his name.

His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore,
Sing aloud, evermore,
Worthy the Lamb.

2 Jesus, our Lord and God,
Bore sin's tremendous load,
Praise ye his name;

Tell what his arm hath done,
What spoils from death he won;
Sing his great name alone;
Worthy the Lamb.

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3 While they around the throne
Cheerfully join in one,
Praising his name;

Those who have felt his blood
Sealing their peace with God,
Sound his dear fame abroad,
Worthy the Lamb.

4 Join, all ye ransom'd race,
Our holy Lord to bless;
Praise ye his name:
In him we will rejoice,
And make a joyful noise,
Shouting with heart and voice,
Worthy the Lamb.

5 What though we change our place, Yet we shall never cease

Praising his name:

To him our songs we bring,
Hail him our gracious King,
And without ceasing sing,
Worthy the Lamb.

6 Then let the hosts above,
In realms of endless love,
Praise his dear name;

To him ascribed be,
Honor and majesty,

Through all eternity:

Worthy the Lamb.

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