Present to heal, in me display

The virtue of thy name.

2 Since still thou go'st about to do
Thy needy creatures good,
On me, that I thy praise may show,
Be all thy wonders show'd.

LEPER.

3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call,
Thy miracles repeat;

With pitying eye behold me fall,
A leper at thy feet.

4 Loathsome, and vile, and self-abhorr'd,
I sink beneath my sin;

But if thou wilt, a gracious word

Of thine can make me clean.

DEAF AND DUMB.

5 Thou seest me deaf to thy commands,
Open, O Lord! mine ear;

Bid me stretch out my withered hands,
And lift them up in prayer,

6 Silent, (alas! thou know'st how long)
My voice I cannot raise;

But Ŏ! when thou shalt loose my tongue, The dumb shall sing thy praise.

LAME.

7 Lame at the pool I still am seen, Waiting to find relief;

While many others venture in,

And wash away their grief.

8 O speak my mind, my conscience sound, Thy grace and strength employ,

Light as an hart, my soul shall bound,
The lame shall leap for joy.

H

BLIND.

9 If thou, my God, art passing by,
O! let me find thee near;
Jesus, in mercy hear my cry,
Thou, son of David, hear!
10 See, I am waiting in the way,
For thee the heav'nly light;
Command me to be brought, and say,
"Sinner, receive thy sight."

POSSESSED.

11 Cast out thy foes, and let them still
To thy great name submit;
Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal,
And place me at thy feet.

12 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain,
Thou canst relieve my soul;

Lord, I believe, and not in vain,
For thou wilt make me whole.

CXIII. L. M. WATTS.

Miracles in the life, death, and resurrection of

BE

Christ.

EHOLD, the blind their sight receive
Behold, the dead awake and live!

The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the hart, and bless his name.

2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies; the heavens in mourning stood;
He rises, and appears a God:

Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed no more to die,

4 Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign
Which bear credentials so divine.

HIGH PRIEST.

CXIV. 148th. CENNICK
High Priest.

IA GOOD High Priest is come,

Supplying Aaron's place,

And taking up his room,

Dispensing life and grace:

The law by Aaron's priesthood came,
But grace and truth by Jesus' name.
2 My Lord a priest is made,
As sware the mighty God,
To Israel and his seed,

Ordain'd to offer blood:
For sinners who his mercy seek,
A priest, as was Melchizedek.
3 He once temptations knew,
Of every sort and kind,
That he might succour show,
To ev'ry tempted mind:
In ev'ry point the lamb was try'd
Like us, and then for us he died.
4 He dies, but lives again,

And by the altar stands;
There shows how he was slain,
Op'ning his pierced hands.

Our priest abides, and pleads the cause
of us who have transgress'd his laws.

5 I other priests disclaim,

And laws and offerings too,

None but the bleeding Lamb

The mighty work can do;

He shall have all the praise, for he
Hath lov'd, and liv'd, and died for me.

CXV. L. M. S. STENNETT.

The excellency of the Priesthood of Christ ''MONG all the priests of Jewish race,

Jesus the most illustrious stands :

The radiant beauty of his face
Superior love and awe demands,

2 Not Aaron or Melchizedek

Could claim such high descent as he ;
His nature and his name bespeak
His unexampled pedigree.

3 Descended from th' eternal God,

He bears the name of his own Son;
And, dress'd in human flesh and blood,
He puts his priestly garments on.

4 The mitred crown, the embroider'd vest,
With graceful dignity he wears;
And in full splendor on his breast
The sacred oracle appears.

5 So he presents his sacrifice,

An off'ring most divinely sweet;
While clouds of fragrant incense rise;
And cover o'er the mercy-seat.
The Father with approving smile
Accepts the off'ring of his Son:
New joys the wond'ring angels feel,
And haste to bear the tidings down.
7 The welcome news their lips repeat,
Gives sacred pleasure to my breast;

Henceforth, my soul, thy cause commit
To Christ, thy advocate and priest.
RANSOM.

CXVI. L. M. RIPPON'S SELEC.
The Ransom. Isa. lxi. 2.

1 A year of freedom to declare,

COME," the great Redeemer cries,

"From debts and bondage to discharge, "And Jews and Greeks the grace shall share. 2 "A day of vengeance I proclaim,

"But not on man the storm shall fall, "On me its thunders shall descend, "My strength, my love sustains them all.” 3 Stupendous favour! matchless grace! Jesus has dy'd that we might live; Not worlds below, nor worlds above Could so divine a ransom give.

4 To him who lov'd his chosen race,
And for their lives laid down his own,
Let songs of joyful praise arise,
Sublime, eternal as his throne.

OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.

CXVII. C. M. DODDridge.
Our righteousness. Jer. xxiii. 6.
1 SAVIOUR divine, we know thy name,
And in that name we trust;
Thou art the Lord, our righteousness,
Thou art thine Israel's boast.

2 Guilty we plead before thy throne,
And low in dust we lie

"Till Jesus stretch his gracious arm
To bring the guilty nigh.