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GLORIES OF CHRIST.
And there he knelt and bowed his head,
And prayed with fervor too.
3 And as he knelt and prayed to God,
The angels hover round,
But could not stay the crimson flood—
It dropped upon the ground.
4 Methinks I heard them whispering say
Almighty, suffering Lord,
Be pleased to teach us how we may
Remove this painful load.
6 Be silent, all ye heavenly host,
Let human bosoms melt;
This is a part of what it costs
To rescue souls from guilt.
6 None but your Sovereign and their God,
For sinners can atone;
Your Maker must sustain the load,
And bear it all alone.

GLORIES OF CHRIST.

58 L. M.
Christ not to be ashamed of.
1 TBSUS, and shall it ever be,
J A mortal man ashamed of thee !
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glory shines through endless days.
2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far,
Let evening blush to own a star;
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