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3 See how he lov'd, who never shrank
See how he lov'd, who died for man;
5 And sball such love not meet return?
Not prompt the conduct move the breast?
8 Yes; our Redeemer we will love,
Or imitate his word ?
2 Who can command the dead to rise,
With a prevailing pow'r ? Who can pour light on sightless eyes,
The sick to health restore ? 3 Whose word can fiends infernal tame,
Or furious winds controul ; Unstop deaf ears, or cure the lame,
Or make the wounded whole? 4 One word from Jesus this performs,
And proves his pow'r divine ; His breath can still the roughest storm
Leviathan confine. 6 Love such as his can ne'er be found,
His grace is rich indeed; Such words as his there's none can souni
Nor do as Jesus did.
SUFFERINGS AND DEATH.
36 e. M. Jesus hastening to Suffer.
Cow PEI i The Saviour, what a noble flame
Was kindled in his breast, When, hast'ning to Jerusalem,
He march'd before the rest !
With all his suff"rings fult in view,
And woes to us unknown, Forth to the task his spirit flew,
'Twas love that urg'd him on,
Lord, we return thee what we can!
Our bearts shall sound abroad, Salvation to the dying man,
And to the rising, God !
And while thy bleeding glories here
Engage our wond'ring eyes,
And hasten to the skies, 1 37 C. M. Christ's agony in the Garden.
Hawais. DARK was the night, and cold the
ground On which the Lord was laid; His sweat, like drops of blood ran down;
In agony he pray'd ! 'Father ! remove this bitter cup,
'If such thy sacred will; 'If not, content to drink it up,
*Tby pleasure I fulfil!
3 Go to the garden, sinner! see
These precious drops that flow!
For thee he lies so low !
4 Then learn of him the cross to bear,
Thy father's will obey;
Awake to watch and pray!
THEN on Sinai's top I see
God descend in majesty,
All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When in ecstacy sublime,
Tabor's glorious height I climb,
3 When on Calvary I rest,
God in flesh made manifest,
4 Here I would for ever stay,
Weep and gaze my soul away;
8.7. Christ our Sacrifice. KELLY.
JESUS drains the cap of sorrows;
See he lies beneath our load :
Was there ever love like this?
2 Jesus is “a man of sorrows,”
Here he claims preeminence,
We, like sheep, had gone astray:
3 Jesus suffers, wondrous victim!
'Tis the son of God that dies :
Darkness now exerts its pow'r: