HYMN DCCXC. Christ precious to the Believer. 1 Peter ii. 7. DODDRIDGE, 1 JESUS, I love thy charming name; "Tis music to mine ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That, earth and heaven should hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 3 All my capacious powers can wish 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, HYMN DCCXCI. The Gospel first preached at Jerusalem. 66 grace, "To all the sons of Adam's race: 2 "There, where my blood, not fully dry, ་་ 3 "Now let the daring rebels turn, "And o'er their bleeding sovereign mourn; 4 Is this thy voice, all-gracious Lord? To bathe thy wounds with tears of joy ; In one full choir we sing thy name. HYMN DCCXCII. Beholding Transgressions with Grief. DODDRIDGE. 1 ARISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise; 2 See human nature sunk in shame; 3 See the short course of vain delight In flames that no abatement know, 4 My God, I feel the mournful scene; And snatch the firebrands from the flame. 5 But feeble my compassion proves, HYMN DCCXCIII. Christ's Message. Luke iv. 18, 19. DODDRIDGE. 1 HARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes! The Saviour promis'd long! every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. Let 2 On him the Spirit largely pour'd, Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 3 He comes the prisoners to release, The gates of brass before him burst, 4 He comes from thickest films of vice 5 He comes the broken heart to bind, And with the treasures of his grace 6 His silver trumpets publish loud 7 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, HYMN DCCXCIV. The Resurrection of Christ. Luke xxiv. 34. Easter. 1 YES, the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead; And o'er our cruel foes High rais'd his conquering head; The guards around And sunk away. 2 Lo, the angelic bands In full assembly meet, Joyful they come, DODDRIDGE, |