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4Thy Love that o'ercame
Our Sorrow and Shame,
And ransom'd our Race,
And sent Thee to GOD to prepare us a Place;
Follow after, it cries,
To your Place in the Skies,
By Immanuel led,
Follow after, and suffer, and reign with your Head.
Hymn XI.
1COME ye that seek the Lord,
Him that was crucified,
Come listen to the Gospel-Word,
And feel it now applied:
To every Soul of Man
The joyful News we shew,
Jesus for every Sinner slain,
Is ris'n again for you.
2The Lord is ris'n indeed,
And did to us appear,
He hath been seen, our Living Head,
By many a Peter here:
We, who so oft denied
Our Master and our GOD,
Have thrust our Hand into his Side,
And felt the Streaming Blood.
3Rais'd from the Dead we are
The Members with their Lord,
And boldly in his Name declare
The Soul reviving Word;
Salvation we proclaim
Which every Soul may find,
Pardon and Peace in Jesus' Name,
And Life for all Mankind.
4O might they all receive
The bleeding Prince of Peace!
Sinners, the glad Report believe
Of Jesus' Witnesses;
