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A merciful and faithful High Priest.
Heb. 2:17.
Come, let us join in songs of praise
To our ascended Priest;
He entered heaven with all our names
Engraven on his breast.
2 On earth he washed our guilt away
By his atoning blood;
Now he appears before the throne,
And pleads our cause with God.
3 What though while here we oft must feel
Temptation’s keenest dart;
Our tender High Priest feels it too,
And will appease the smart.
4 Clothed with our nature still, he knows
The weakness of our frame,
And how to shield us from the foes
Which he himself o’ercame.
5 Nor time nor distance e’er shall quench
The fervor of his love;
For us he died in kindness here,
For us he lives above.
6 O may we ne’er forget his grace,
Nor blush to wear his name!
Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,
Our lips his praise proclaim!