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GLORIES OF CHRIST
7 For black and vile I know I am,
Yet comely through the blessed Lamb ;
And hope ere long to mount above,
Ever to praise redeeming love.
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The atonement of Christ.
1 TN vain we seek for peace with God
1 By methods of our own;
Jesus, there’s nothing but thy blood,
Can bring us near the throne.
2 The threat’nings of thy broken law
Impress the soul with dread ;
If God the sword of justice draw,
It strikes the Spirit dead.
3 But thine illustrious sacrifice
Hath answered these demands ;
And peace and pardon from the skies
Came down from Jesus’ hands.
4 Here all the ancient types agree,
The altar and the Lamb ;
And prophets in their vision see
Salvation through his name.
5 ’Tis by thy death we live, O Lord,
’Tis on thy cross we rest;
For ever be thy love adored,
Thy name for ever blest.

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Christ the chiefest among ten thousand.
1 LTOW shall I my Saviour set forth ?
n How shall I his beauties declare!
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