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? One undivided Trinity
With triumph we proclaim:
Thy universe is full of thee,

And speaks thy glorious Name.
3 Thee, holy Father, we confess;
Thee, holy Son adore;
Thee, Spirit of truth and holiness,
We worship evermore.

4 The incommunicable right,
Almighty God, receive,

Which angel-choirs, and saints in light,
And saints embody'd, give.

5 Three Persons, equally Divine,
We magnify and love;
And both the choirs, ere long, shall join
To sing thy praise above.

6 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord,
(Our heav'nly song shall be,)
Supreme, essential One, ador'd
In co-eternal Three!

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GLORY to God on high,
Eternally ador'd;

Who gave his Son to die,
Our dear redeeming Lord :
The Son he from his bosom gave,
The people of his love to save.

D

P.M.

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Worship, and praise, and pow'r,
Ascribe we to the Lamb;
His finish'd work adore,

And trust his precious name;
Jesus! the name to sinners giv'n;
The name that lifts us up to heav'n.
3 The Holy Ghost we praise,
Who shews th' atoning blood,
Applies the Saviour's grace,
And seals the sons of God :
Spirit of grace and glory too,
Inspire and take the praises due.

4

We with the saints above,

When time and death shall end,
In thy mysterious love

A heav'nly life shall spend ;
Adore the great Jehovah's grace,
And fill eternity with praise.

CHRIST:

HIS PERSON-DIVINE AND HUMAN.

29.

L. M.

1 ERE the blue heav'ns were stretch'd

From everlasting was the Word; [abroad,
With God he was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be ador'd.

2 By his own pow'r were all things made,
By him supported all things stand;
He is the whole creation's Head,
And angels fly at his command.
3 Ere sin was known, or angels fell,
He led the host of morning stars;
(Thy generation who can tell,

Or count the number of thy years?)
4 But, lo! he leaves those heav'nly forms,
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That he may save rebellious worms,
Drest in a nature such as they!

5 Mortals with joy beheld his face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son:
How full of truth! how full of grace!
When thro' the man the Godhead shone!
6 Archangels leave their high abode,
To learn new myst'ries here, and tell
The loves of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel.

30.

1 AWAKE, awake the sacred song
To our incarnate Lord!

Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue,
Adore th' eternal Word!

C. M.

2 That awful Word, that sov'reign Pow'r, By whom the worlds were made, (O happy morn! illustrious hour!) Was once in flesh array'd!

3 Then shone almighty pow'r and love,
In all their glorious forms,
When Jesus left his throne above,
To dwell with sinful worms.

4 To dwell with misery below
The Saviour left the skies,
And sunk to wretchedness and woe,
That worthless man might rise.

5 Adoring angels tun'd their songs,
To hail the joyful day;

With rapture, then, our thankful tongues
Would grateful homage pay.

6 Awake, awake the sacred song
To our incarnate Lord!

Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue
Adore the eternal Word;

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1 HAIL, everlasting Lord, Divine incarnate Word!

Thee let all our pow'rs confess,
Thee our latest breath proclaim:
Help, ye angel choirs, to bless,
Shout the lov'd Immanuel's name.
2 Refulgent from afar,

See the bright Morning-Star;
See the Day-spring from on high,
Late in deepest darkness lie:
Night recedes, the shadows fly,
Flames with day the op'ning sky.

3 Hail, Galilean King!
Thy humble state we sing;
Never shall our triumphs end:
Hail, derided Majesty!

Jesus, hail! the sinner's friend,
Friend of publicans and me.
4 He shines on earth ador'd
The presence of the Lord;
God, the mighty God and true;
God by highest heav'ns confess'd,
Stands display'd to human view,
God supreme, for ever bless'd!
5 Jesus, to thee I bow;

Th' Almighty's fellow thou!
Thou, the Father's only Son,
Pleas'd he ever is in thee:
Just and holy thou alone,
Full, of grace and truth for me.

32.

1 How glorious is thy human frame,

L. M.

Divine Redeemer! true God-man!
No seraph's tongue can reach thy fame,
Yet babes will lisp it as they can.

2 A temple is thine earthly case,

Where Godhead's Triune-Persons dwell! And wisdom, goodness, pow'r and grace, The man with all their fulness fill!

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