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Various Offices of Christ. H. M.
I Join all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and power,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Too mean to set my Saviour forth.
2 But < )! what gentle terms,
What condescending ways,
I loth our Redeemer 11-t
To teach his heavenly grace!
Mine eves with joy and wonder see
What forms of love he bears for me.
3 Arraved in mortal flesh,
The Cov nanl-Aiie'el stands,
And holds the promises
And pardons in his hands:
Commissioned from his lather's throne
To make his grace- to mortals known.
4 Great Prophet of my God,
Mv tongue would bless thy name:
Bv thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came,—
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, and peace with Heaven.
mv great High Priest,
1 Jesus, .,
Offered his blood and died:
Mv guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside:
His powerful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
2 Mv .Advocate appears
For my defence on high:
The Father bows his ears.
And lays his thunder by:
Not all that earth or hell can say
Shall turn his heart, his love away.
3 O thou almighty Lord,
My Conq'rer and my King,
Thy sceptre, and thy sword,
Thy reigning grace I sing;
Thine is the power: behold I sit
In willing bonds beneath thy feet.
4 Now let mv soul arise,
And tread the tempter down;
Mv Captain leads me forth
T<> conquest and a crown:
A feeble saint shall win tin- dav,
Though death and hell obstruct the way.