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VI. The Offices of CHRIST

1 Join all the Names of Love and Pow'r
That ever Men or Angels bore,
All are too mean to speak his Worth,
Or set Immanuel's Glory forth.
But O what condescending Ways
He takes to teach his heav'nly Grace!
My Eyes with Joy and Wonder see
What Forms of Love he bears for me.

2 The Angel of the Cov'nant stands
With his Commission in his Hands,
Sent from his Father's milder Throne
To make the great Salavation known.
Great Prophet, let me bless thy Name;
By thee the joyful Tidings came,
Of Wrath appeas'd, of Sins forgiv'n,
Of Hell subdu'd, and peace with Heav'n.

3 My bright Example, and my Guide,
I would be walking near thy Side;
O let me never run astray,
Nor follow the forbidden Way!
I love my Shepherd, he shall keep
My wand'ring Soul among his Sheep;
He feeds his Flock, he calls their Names,
And in his Bosom bears the Lambs.

4 My Surety undertakes the Cause,
Answ'ring his Father's broken laws;
Behold my Soul at Freedom set,
My Surety paid the dreadful Debt.
Jesus my Great High Priest has dy'd,
I seek no Sacrifice beside;
Thy Blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the Throne.

5 My Advocate appears on high,
The Father lays his Thunder by;
Not all that Earth or Hell can say
Shall turn my Father's Heart away.
My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King.
Thy Scepter and thy Sword I sing;
Thine is the Vict'ry, and I sit
A joyful Subject at thy Feet.

6 Aspire, my Soul, to glorious Deeds,
The Captain of Salvation leads;
March on, nor fear to win the Day,
Tho' Death and Hell obstruct the Way.
Should Death and Hell, and Pow'rs unknown,
Put all their Forms of Mischief on,
I shall be safe; for Christ displays
Salvation in more Sov'reign Ways.

Text Information
First Line: Join all the Names of Love and Pow'r
Title: The Offices of CHRIST
Language: English
Publication Date: 1758
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