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NEEDHAM. Christ the Light of the World. 1 BEHOLD, the Prince of Peace,

The chosen of the Lord, God's well-beloved Son, fulfils

The sure, prophetic word. 2 No royal pomp adorns

This King of righteousness; Meekness and patience, truth and love,

Compose his princely dress. 3 The Spirit of the Lord,

In rich abundance shed,
On this great prophet gently lights,
And rests upon

his head. 4 Jesus, thou Light of men,

Thy doctrine life imparts;
0, may we feel its quickening power,

To warm and glad our hearts ! 5 Cheered by its beams, our souls

Shall run the heavenly way:
The path which Christ has marked and trod

Will lead to endless day.

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COWPER. The happy Change. 1 HOW blest thy creature is, O God,

When, with a single eye,
He views the lustre of thy word,

The day-spring from on high !

2 Through all the storms that veil the skies,

And frown on earthly things, The Sun of righteousness he eyes,

With healing on his wings.
3 Struck by that light, the human heart,

A barren soil no more,
Sends the sweet smell of grace abroad,

Where serpents lurked before. 4 The soul, a dreary province once

Of Satan's dark domain,
Feels a new empire formed within,

And owns a heavenly reign.
5 The glorious orb, whose golden beams

The fruitful year control, Since first obedient to thy word,

He started from the goal,
6 Has cheered the nations with the joys

His orient rays impart ;
But, Jesus, 'tis thy light alone

Can shine upon the heart.

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MRS. BARBAULD. Christ's Invitations. 1 COME, said Jesus' sacred voice,

Come and make my paths your choice;
I will guide you to your home;

Weary pilgrim, hither come.
2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,

Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste, -
Weary pilgrim, hither haste.

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,

Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye whose swollen and sleepless eyes

Watch to see the morning rise ; 4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,

In remorse for guilt who mourn;
Here repose your heavy care ;

A wounded spirit who can bear? 5 Sinner, come; for here is found

Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

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WATTS. The Invitation of the Gospel. 1 LET every mortal ear attend,

And every heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds

With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,

That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys

To fill an empty mind,
3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared

A soul-reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites

The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,

And pine away, and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst

With springs that never dry.

5 The happy gates of gospel grace

Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,

And drive our wants away.

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1 HARK, my soul ; it is the Lord;

'Tis thy Savior; hear his word:
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, -

“Say, poor sinner, lov'st 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. “Mine is an unchanging love,

Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,

Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 “Thou shalt see my glory soon,

When the work of grace is done;
Partner of

my

throne shalt be; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"

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WATTS. Glory and Grace in Christ. 1 NOW to the Lord a noble song;

Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue;
Hosanna to the eternal name,

And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face,

The brightest image of his grace;
God in the person of his Son

Has all his mightiest works outdone.
3 The spacious earth and spreading flood

Proclaim the wise and powerful God;
And thy rich glories from afar

Sparkle in every rolling star.
4 But in his looks a glory stands,

The noblest labor of thine hands;
The pleasing lustre of his eyes

Outshines the wonders of the skies.
5 Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme;

My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name;
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound;
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground.

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DODDRIDGE. Salvation by Grace. 1 GRACE! 'tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to my ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.

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