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S. M.

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;

O, 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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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!

CowPER.

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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7s M.

Christ's Invitations.

MRS. BARBauld.

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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C. M.

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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COWPER.

"Lovest thou Me"? John xxi. 16.

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.

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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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1 GRACE! 'tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to my ear;

DODDRIDGE.

Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

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