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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412669" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn 149</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The offices of Christ. From several scriptures.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Join all the names of love and power<br>That ever men or angels bore,<br>All are too mean to speak his worth,<br>Or set lmmannel's glory forth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But O what condescending ways<br>He takes to teach his heav'nly grace<br>My eyes with joy and wonder see<br>What forms of love he bears for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[The Angel of the cov'nant stands<br>With his commission in his hands,<br>Sent from his Father's milder throne,<br>To make the great salvation known.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Great Prophet! let me bless thy name;<br>By thee the joyful tidings came<br>Of wrath appeased, of sins forgiv'n,<br>Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[My bright Example and my Guide,<br>I would be walking near thy side;<br>O let me never run astray,<br>Nor follow the forbidden way!]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[I love my Shepherd, he shall keep<br>My wand'ring soul among his sheep;<br>He feeds his flock, he calls their names,<br>And in his bosom bears the lambs.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[My Surety undertakes my cause,<br>Answering his Father's broken laws:<br>Behold my soul at freedom set,<br>My Surety paid the dreadful debt.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Jesus, my great High Priest, has died;<br>I seek no sacrifice beside;<br>His blood did once for all atone,<br>And now it pleads before the throne.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[My Advocate appears on high,<br>The Father lays his thunder by;<br>Not all that earth or hell can say<br>Shall turn my Father's heart away.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[My Lord, my Conqueror, and my King!<br>Thy sceptre and thy sword I sing;<br>Thine is the vict'ry, and I sit<br>A joyful subject at thy feet.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds,<br>The Captain of salvation leads;<br>March on, nor fear to win the day,<br>Though death and hell obstruct the way.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Should death, and hell, and powers unknown,<br>Put all their forms of mischief on,<br>I shall be safe; for Christ displays<br>Salvation in more sovereign ways.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q>
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Join all the names of love and power
That ever men or angels bore,
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Or set lmmannel's glory forth.

But O what condescending ways
He takes to teach his heav'nly g..."></div>
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