281. With Joy We Meditate the Grace

C.M.
by I. Watts
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With joy we meditate the grace
 
Of God’s High Priest above;
 
His heart is filled with tenderness,
 
His very name is Love.
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Touched with a sympathy within,
 
He knows our feeble frame:
 
He knows what sorest trials mean,
 
For He has felt the same.
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But spotless, undefiled and pure,
 
The great Redeemer stood,
 
While Satan’s fiery darts He bore,
 
And did resist to blood.
“Ye have not yet resisted unto blood, striving against sin.” (Hebrews 12:4)
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He, in the days of feeble flesh,
 
Poured out His cries and tears,
 
And, though ascended, feels afresh
 
What every member bears.
“Who in the days of his flesh, when he had offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and was heard in that he feared.” (Hebrews 5:7)
“And he fell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me?” (Acts 9:4)
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Then boldly let our faith address
 
The throne of grace and power;
 
We shall obtain delivering grace
 
In every needed hour.
“Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.” (Hebrews 4:16)
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