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7 Thy fulness, Son of God,
Thus needy maketh thee;
Thy glory, O thou glorious One,
Seeketh its rest in me.

8 It was thy need of me

That brought thee from above; It is my need of thee, O Lord, That draws me to thy love.

141.

ADORATION IN HEAVEN AND EARTH. C. M.
Jackson's-Abridge-Loughton.

1 We sing to thee, thou Son of God,
Fountain of life and grace;

We praise thee, Son of man, whose blood
Redeemed our fallen race.

2 Thee we acknowledge God and Lord,
The Lamb for sinners slain;
Who art by heaven and earth adored,
Worthy o'er both to reign.

3 To thee all angels cry aloud,

Through heaven's extended coasts:Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord

Of glory and of hosts.

4 The cherubim and seraphim

Incessant sing to thee;

The worlds and all the powers therein
Adore thy majesty.

5 The prophets' goodly fellowship, In radiant garments dressed,

Praise thee, thou Son of God, and reap
The fulness of thy rest.

6 The apostles' glorious company

Thy righteous praise proclaim:
The martyred army glorify

Thine everlasting name.

7 Through all the world, thy churches join To call on thee, their Head; Brightness of majesty divine,

Who every power hast made.

8 Among their number, Lord, we love
To sing thy precious blood.

Reign here, and in the worlds above,
Thou Holy Lamb of God!

142.

8.6.8.6.

"THAT EVERY KNEE SHOULD BOW." 8.8.

Haydn's, No. 2-Lexden.

1 Thou art the everlasting Word,

The Father's only Son;

God, manifestly seen and heard,
And Heaven's beloved One.

Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou,
That every knee to thee should bow.
2 In thee, most perfectly expressed,
The Father's glories shine:

Of the full Deity possessed;

Eternally divine,

Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou, That every knee to thee should bow. 3 True image of the Infinite,

Whose essence is concealed;
Brightness of uncreated light;
The heart of God revealed.

Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou,
That every knee to thee should bow.
4 But the high mysteries of thy name
An angel's grasp transcend:
The Father only-glorious claim—
The Son can comprehend.

Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou, That every knee to thee should bow. 5 Yet, loving thee, on whom his love Ineffable doth rest,

Thy glorious worshippers above, As one with thee, are blest. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou, That every knee to thee should bow. 6 Throughout the universe of bliss, The centre thou, and sun,

The eternal theme of praise is this, To Heaven's beloved One:Worthy, O Lamb of God, art thou, That every knee to thee should bow.

143.

CHRIST HIGHLY EXALTED.

C. M.

Warwick-St. Magnus-Halifax or Abingdon.

10 the delights, the heavenly joys,
The glories of the place,

Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams
Of his o'erflowing grace!

2 Sweet majesty and awful love
Sit smiling on his brow;
Whilst all the glorious ranks above
At humble distance bow.

3 Princes to his imperial name

Bend their bright sceptres down;
Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice
To see him wear the crown.

4 Archangels sound his lofty praise
Through every heavenly street,
And lay their highest honours down
Submissive at his feet.

5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his,
That once rude iron tore,

High on a throne of light they stand,
And all the saints adore.

6 His head, the dear majestic head,
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories shine,
And circle it around.

7 This is the Man, the exalted Man,
Whom we unseen adore;

But when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts shall love him more.

144.

JESUS.
Huntingtower-Manchester-Loughton.

1 Jesus, the very thought of thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest.

C.M.

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find,

A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind.

3 O hope of every contrite heart,

O joy of all the meek,

To those who fall, how kind thou art!
How good to those who seek!

4 But what to those who find? ah! this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus what it is,
None but his loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be thou,
As thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus, be thou our glory now,
And through eternity.

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