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8.7., eight lines.
Edina. [FIRST TUNE.]
(By permission of Novello and Company, Limited.) Hail, King of the Jews !-MARK XV. 18.
[AIL, Thou once despised Jesus,
Bearer of our sin and shame;
Life is given through Thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid; By Almighty Love anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made:
Through the virtue of Thy blood;
f 3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide;
6.5., eight lines.
All the heavenly host adore Thee,
Till in glory we appear.
4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing,
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
HERBERT S. OAKELEY.
Princetborpe. [SECOND TUNE.] 6.5., eight lines.
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AVIOUR, blessed Saviour,
All we hope to be,
All we yield to Thee. p 2 Farther, ever farther,
From Thy wounded side, Heedlessly we wandered,
p 3 Nearer, ever nearer,
Wandered far and wide; Till Thou cam'st in mercy, Seeking young and old, Lovingly to bear them,
Saviour, to Thy fold.
That the name of our Lord Jesus Christ may be glorified in you, and ye in
Christ, we draw to Thee, Deep in adoration
Bending low the knee: Thou for our redemption
Cam'st on earth to die; Thou, that we might follow, Hast gone up on high.
p 4 Dark, and ever darker,
Was the wintry past; Now a ray of gladness
O'er our path is cast:
Every day that passeth, Every hour that flies, Tells of love unfeigned, Love that never dies.
A - men.
f 6 Onward, ever onward,
cr 5 Clearer still, and clearer,
Dawns the light from heaven, In our sadness bringing
News of sin forgiven;
Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us,
Journeying on to God; Leaving all behind us,
May we hasten on, Backward never looking, Till the prize is won.