Thus we have endeavoured to prove that Christ is the true Melchisedec, without a type or figure—that he was not Shem, nor his Grandson, nor an earthly King, however pious; but that it was Jesus appearing in the likeness in which he should appear for ever, before the throne, to bless his people in. This fact we have attempted to prove from express passages, from his glorious titles, from the peculiarity of his Order, and the nature of his Work, as a Priest.
For a most judicious handling of this Subject I refer my Readers to Morrison’s Bibliotheca Sacra—to which I am much indebted.
AN HYMN.
KING of Salem, bless my soul!
Make a wounded sinner whole!
King of righteousness and peace,
Let not thy sweet visits cease.Come, refresh this soul of mine
With thy sacred bread and wine;
All thy love to me unfold,
Half of which cannot be told.Hail, Melchisedec divine!
Thou great High Priest shalt be mine;
All my powers before thee fall—
Take not tythe, but take them all.
FINIS.