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INTERCESSION OF CHRIST.
The glorious Advocate on high,
With precious incense in his hands.
2 He smiles on every humble groan,
He recommends each broken prayer;
Recline thy hope on him alone,
Whose power and love forbid despair,
3 Teach my weak heart, O gracious Lord,
With stronger faith to call thee mine ;
Bid me pronounce the blissful word,
My Father God, with joy divine.
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The triumph of Faith.
1 \ X 7HO shall the Lord’s elect condemn?
VV ’Tis God that justifies their souls,
And mercy, like a mighty stream.
O’er all their sins divinely rolls.
2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?
’Tis Christ that suffered in their stead;
And, the salvation to fulfil,
Behold him rising from the dead.
3 He lives, he lives, and sits above,
For ever interceding there;
Who shall divide us from his love,
Or what should tempt us to despair ?
4 Shall persecution, or distress,
Famine, or sword, or nakedness?
He that hath loved us bears us through,
And makes us more than conqu’rors too
5 Faith hath an overcoming power;
It triumphs in the dying hour;
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope,
Not can we sink with such a prop.
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