1 Now to the Lord that makes us know The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honours paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins, And wash'd us in his richest blood; 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus our atoning priest, To Jesus our superior king, Be everlasting power confess'd, And every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move; Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him once, Then he displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord; nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariots long delay. Hymn 1:62. Christ Jesus, the Lamb of God, worshipped by all the creation, Rev. 5. 11 12 13. 1 Come let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that dy'd," they cry, "To be exalted thus:" "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For he was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one To bless the sacred Name Of him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. Hymn 1:63. Christ's humiliation and exaltation, Rev. 5. 12. 1 What equal honours shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy Name? 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, The Prince of Peace that groan'd and dy'd, Worthy to rise, and live, and reign At his Almighty Father's side. 3 Power and dominion are his due, Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar: Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, Tho' he was charg'd with madness here. 4 All riches are his native right, Yet he sustain'd amazing loss: To him ascribe eternal might, Who left his weakness on the cross. 5 Honour immortal must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn: While glory shines around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn. 6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men: Let angels sound his sacred Name, And every creature say, Amen. Hymn 1:64. Adoption, 1 John 3. 1 &c. Gal. 4. 6. 1 Behold what wondrous grace The Father hath bestow'd On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God! 2 'Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove To rest upon my heart.