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324 Nothing Jesus did or spoke, Henceforth let me ever slight ; For I love his easy yoke, And find his burden light.

1 HONOUR and happiness unite To make the Christian s name a praise ; How fair the scene, how clear the light, That fill the remnant of his days !

2 A kingly character he bears, No change his priestly office knows ; Unfading is the crown he wears, His joys can never reach a close.

3 Adorn d with glory from on high, Salvation shines upon his face ; His robe is of th ethereal dye, His steps are dignity and grace.

4 Inferior honours he disdains, Nor stoops to take applause from earth : The King of kings himself maintains Th expenses of his heavenly birth.

4 The noblest creature seen below, Ordain d to fill a throne above ; God gives him all he can bestow His kingdom of eternal love !

6 My soul is ravish d at the thought! Methinks from earth I see him rise ! Angels congratulate his lot, And shout him welcome to the skies !

1 I WAS a grov ling creature once, And basely cleaved to earth ; I wanted spirit to renounce The clod that gave me birth.