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BAPTISM.
B Is there here a weeping Mary,
Waiting near the Saviour’s tomb,
Heavy laden, sick and weary,
Crying, ‘ O that I could come ! ’
6 Welcome, all ye friends of Jesus,
Welcome in his church below ;
Venture wholly on the Saviour,
Come, and with his people go.
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Christ baptised in Jordan.
1 IN Jordan’s tide the Baptist stands,
' Immersing the repenting jews :
Tha Son of God the rite demands,
Nor dares the holy man refuse.
Jesus descends beneath the wave,
The emblem of his future grave,
2 Wonder, ye heavens ! your Maker lies
In deeps concealed from human view ;
Ye saints, behold him sink and rise,
A fit example thus for you.
The sacred record, while you read,
Calls you to imitate the deed.
3 But lo, from yonder opening skies
What beams of dazzling glory spread
Dove-like th’ Eternal Spirit flies,
And lights on the Redeemer’s head.
Amazed they see the power divine
Around the Saviour’s temples shine.
4 But hark, my soul, hark and adore ;
What sounds are these that roll along ?
Not like loud Sinai’s awful roar,
But soft and sweet as Gabriel’s song:
