121.

A SAVIOUR MADE LIKE UNTO
HIS BRETHREN.

St. James'-Winchester Old-Solomon.

1 In all things like thy brethren thou
Wast made, yet free from sin;
But how unlike to us, O Lord!-
Replies the voice within.

2 O Son of man, thyself hast proved
Our trials and our tears;

C. M.

Life's thankless toil, and scant repose;
Death's agonies and fears.

3 O Son of God, in glory raised,
Thou sittest on thy throne:

Thence, by thy pleadings and thy grace,
Still succouring thine own.

4 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge, To thee, O Christ, be given

To bind upon thy crown, the names
Elect in earth and heaven.

122.

THE SUN OF RIGHTEOUSNESS

(Is. ix. 2-8).

C.M.

St. Lawrence-Halifax, or Abingdon-Crediton.

1 The race that long in darkness pined
Have seen a glorious light;

The people dwell in day, who dwelt
In death's surrounding night.

2 To hail thy rise, thou better Sun!
The gath'ring nations come,
Joyous, as when the reapers bear
The harvest treasures home.

3 For thou our burden hast removed, And quell'd the oppressor's sway, Quick as the slaughter'd squadrons fell In Midian's evil day.

4 To us a Child of hope is born; To us a Son is given;

Him shall the tribes of earth obey,

Him all the hosts of heaven.

5. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored,

The Wonderful, the Counsellor,
The great and mighty Lord.

6 His power increasing still shall spread,
His reign no end shall know;
Justice shall guard his throne above,
And peace abound below.

123.

THE WONDERFUL.

St. Ann's-New London-Harborough.
1 O Jesus, King most wonderful,
Thou Conqueror renown'd;
Thou sweetness most ineffable,
In whom all joys are found;

C. M.

2 When once thou visitest the heart,
Then truth begins to shine,
Then earthly vanities depart,
Then kindles love divine.

3 O Jesus, light of all below,
Thou fount of life and fire,
Surpassing all the joys we know,
All that we can desire;-

4 May every heart confess thy name,
And ever thee adore;

And, seeking thee, itself inflame
To seek thee more and more.

5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless;
Thee may we love alone;

And ever in our lives express
The image of thine own.

124. THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.

L.M.

St. Ambrose Ely-St. Pancras-Winchester.

1 Jesus! thy robe of righteousness My beauty is, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds, in this arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head.

2 When from the dust of death I rise, To claim my mansion in the skies, Even then shall this be all my plea, "Jesus hath lived and died for me."

3 Bold shall I stand in that great day; For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully, by thee, absolved I am,

From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
4 This spotless robe the same appears,
When ruined nature sinks in years;
No age can change its lovely hue,
Its glory is for ever new.

5 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice,
Now bid thy banished ones rejoice:
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness.

125.

THE LAMB OF GOD.
Huntingtower-Jerusalem-Prestwich.

1 Jesus, the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners given;
It scatters all their guilty fear,
And turns their hell to heaven.

2 O that the world might taste and see
The riches of his grace!

The arms of love that compass me
Would all mankind embrace.

3 His only righteousness I show,
His saving truth proclaim:
"Tis all my business here below
To cry-Behold the Lamb!

C. M.

4 Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but speak his name;
Preach him to all, and cry in death-
Behold, behold the Lamb!

126.

EMBLEMS.

Angel's Hymn-St. Ambrose

L.M.

Warrington.

1 Go worship at Immanuel's feet,
See in his face what wonders meet;
Earth is too narrow to express
His worth, his glory, or his grace.
2 The whole creation can afford

But some faint shadows of my Lord;
Nature, to make his beauties known,
Must mingle colours not her own.
3 Is he a temple?

adore

The indwelling majesty and power; And still to this most holy place, Whene'er I pray, I'll turn my face. 4 Is he a star? He breaks the night, Piercing the shades with dawning light; I know his glories from afar,

I know the bright, the morning star. 5 Is he a sun? His beams are grace, His course is joy and righteousness; Nations rejoice when he appears, To chase their clouds and dry their tears.