3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyss,
That drew me from those treacherous seas,
And bid me seek superior bliss.
4 Now to the shining realms above
I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes;
O for the pinions of a dove
To bear me to the upper skies.
5 There from the bosom of my God
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;
There would I fix my last abode,
And drown the sorrows of my soul.
Hymn 2:12.
Christ is the substance of the Levitical priesthood.
1 The true Messiah now appears,
The types are all withdrawn;
So fly the shadows and the stars
Before the rising dawn.
2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs,
Nor kid, nor bullock slain,
Incense and spice of costly names
Would all be burnt in vain.
3 Aaron must lay his robes away;
His mitre and his vest,
When God himself comes down to be
The offering and the priest.
4 He took our mortal flesh to show
The wonders of his love;
For us he paid his life below,
And prays for us above.
5 "Father, (he cries) forgive their sins,
"For I myself have dy'd,"
And then he shews his open'd veins,
And pleads his wounded side.
Hymn 2:13. The creation, preservation, dissolution, and restoration of this world.