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The World crucified to us by the Cross.

1 HOW great the wonders of that cross,
Where our Redeemer bled and died!
Its noblest life our spirit draws

From his deep wounds and pierced side.
2 It cost him death to save our lives;
To buy our souls, it cost his own:
And all the heavenly joys he gives
Were bought with agonies unknown.
3 Let sin's delights be all forgot,

And earth grow less in our esteem:
The love of Christ fill every thought,
And faith and hope be fixed on him!"
4 I would forever speak his name,

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In sounds to mortal ears unknown;
With angels join to praise the Lamb,
And worship at his Father's throne.

1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

3 See from his head-his hands-his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing-so divine,

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Demands my soul-my life-my all.

Faith contemplating Christ's Sufferings.
1 NOW let our faith grow strong, and rise,
And view our Lord in all his love;
Look back to hear his dying cries,
Then mount, and see his throne above.

mp 2 See where he languished on the cross!
Beneath our sins he groaned and died:-
See where he sits to plead our cause,
By his almighty Father's side!

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3 How shall we, pardoned rebels, show
How much we love our Saviour God?
Lord! here we'd banish every foe-
We hate the sins which cost thy blood.

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C. M.

Mear. Irish.

1 PREPARE us, Lord! to view thy cross,
Who all our griefs hast borne;

To look on thee, whom we have pierced-
To look on thee, and mourn.

2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice,
And, as thy cross we see,

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Let each exclaim, in faith and hope-
"The Saviour died for me!"

Hosanna to the Son of David.

11 1 WHAT are those soul-reviving strains,
Which echo thus from Salem's plains?
What anthems loud, and louder still,
So sweetly sound from Zion's hill ?
2 Lo! 'tis an infant chorus sings,
Hosanna to the King of kings:

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The Saviour comes!-and babes proclaim
Salvation, sent in Jesus' name.

3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise,
For we will join this song of praise;
Still Israel's children forward press
To hail the Lord their righteousness.
4 Messiah's name shall joy impart
Alike to Jew and Gentile heart:
He bled for us-he bled for you,
And we will sing hosanna too.
5 Proclaim hosannas loud and clear
See David's Son and Lord appear!
All praise on earth to him be given,
And glory shout through highest heaven!

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Christ the Redeemer and Judge.

1 NOW to the Lord, who makes us know
The wonders of his dying love,

Be humble honors paid below,

And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he, who cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his precious blood; "Tis he, who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our eternal King, Be everlasting power confessed; Let every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move; Though with our sins we pierced him once, Now he displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord-nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long delay.

L. M.

Danvers. Bath.

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The Church rejoicing in her King.
1 JESUS, thou everlasting King,
Accept the tribute which we bring ;
Accept the well-deserved renown,
And wear our praises as thy crown.
2 Let every act of worship be
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee;
Like that blest hour, when from above
We first received thy pledge of love.

3 The gladness of that happy day,
Our hearts would wish it long to stay
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor comforts sink-nor love grow cold.

4 Let every moment, as it flies,
Increase thy praise-improve our joys,
Till we are raised to sing thy name,
And taste the supper of the Lamb.

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S. M.

Utica. Hudson.

1 NOT with our mortal eyes
Have we beheld the Lord;
Yet we rejoice to hear his name,
And love him in his word.

2 On earth we want the sight
Of our Redeemer's face;

Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight
To dwell upon thy grace.

3 And when we feel thy love,
Diviner joys arise;

On wings of faith we soar above
To mansions in the skies.

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The Spirit enlightening and renewing.

1 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace; Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father, and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thine heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger and our refuge too. 3 Thy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin; Our wild, imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice; Thy cheering words awake our joys; Thy words allay the stormy windP And calm the surges of the mind.

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The indwelling Influences of the Spirit.

1 "TIS God the Spirit leads

In paths before unknown;

The work to be performed is ours,
The strength is all his own.

2 Supported by his grace,

We still pursue our way;
And hope at last to reach the prize,
Secure in endless day.

3 "Tis he that works to will,

'Tis he that works to do;

His is the power by which we act,
His be the glory too.

Teachings of the Spirit.

Medway. Bath.

1 COME, blessed Spirit, source of light, Whose power and grace are unconfined, Dispel the gloomy shades of night,

The thicker darkness of the mind.
2 To mine illumined eyes display

The glorious truth thy words reveal;
Cause me to run the heavenly way,
Make me delight to do thy will.
3 Thine inward teachings make me know
The mysteries of redeeming love,
The vanity of things below,

And excellence of things above.

4 While through this dubious maze I stray, Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad; Oh show the dangers of the way,

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And guide my feeble steps to God.

C. M.

Lutzen. Stephens.

Regeneration by the Holy Spirit.·

1 NOT all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has given,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heaven.

2 The sovereign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of

grace;
Born in the image of his Son,
A new, peculiar race.

3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind,
Blows on the sons of flesh,

New-models all the carnal mind,
And forms the man afresh.

4 Our quickened souls awake and rise
From their long sleep of death;
On heavenly things we fix our eyes,
And praise employs our breath.

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C. M. St. Martin's. Stamford.
1 LET songs of praises fill the sky!
Behold th' ascended Lord
Sends down his Spirit from on high,
And thus fulfils his word.