2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,

And crown him Lord of all!

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small,
Hail him who saves you by his
And crown him Lord of all!

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4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all!

5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball,

To him all majesty ascribe,

And crown him Lord of all!

6 O, that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all!

"The Song of the Lamb." Rev. xv. 3, 4.

1 AWAKE, and sing the song

Of Moses and the Lamb!

Wake, every heart, and every tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name!

2 Sing of his dying love;
Sing of his rising power:
Sing how he intercedes above
For those whose sins he bore.

3 Sing, till we feel our hearts

Ascending with our tongues;
Sing, till the love of sin departs,
And grace inspires our songs.

4 Sing, on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing!
Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ, th' exalted King.

5 Soon shall we hear him say,

"Ye blesséd children, come!" Soon will he call us hence away To our eternal home.

6 Soon shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim, And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb.

1 BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb Amidst his Father's throne:

Prepare new honors for his name,
And songs before unknown.

2 Let elders worship at his feet,
The church adore around,

With vials full of odors sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.

3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise: Jesus is kind to our complaints,

He loves to hear our praise.

4 Now to the Lamb, that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy remain

Forever on thy head.

5 The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath thy power;
Then shorten these delaying days
And bring the promised hour.

Song of Praise to Christ.

1 O, COULD I speak the matchless worth, O, could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine,

I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel, while he sings,
In notes almost divine.

2 I'd sing the characters he bears,
And all the forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne:

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would, to everlasting days,
Make all his glories known.

3 Well, the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face;

Then, with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,

Triumphant in his grace.

644. C. M. SCOTCH PARAPHRASE.

A Suffering Saviour.

1 THE Saviour comes! no outward
Bespeaks his presence nigh;
No earthly beauties in him shine,
To draw the carnal eye.

2 Fair as a blooming, tender flower
Amidst the desert grows;
So, slighted and despised by man,
The heavenly Saviour rose.

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3 They held him as condemned by heaven, An outcast from his God;

While for their sins he groaned and bled
Beneath his Father's rod.

4 With sinners in the dust he lay,
The rich a grave supplied;
Unspotted was his blameless life,
Unstained by sin he died.

5 His soul rejoicing shall behold
The purchase of his pain;
And every sinner by him saved
Shall bless Messiah's reign.

6 He died to bear the guilt of men,
That sin might be forgiven;
He lives to bless them, and defend,
And plead their cause in heaven...

1 HARK, my soul! it is the Lord;
'Tis thy Saviour; hear his word :
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,----
"Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me ?
2 "I delivered thee when bound,
And, when bleeding, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.

3" Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.

4" Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be;
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?"

5 Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee, and adore,-
O, for grace to love thee more!

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