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CXXV. THE SAME.

Hymn 23.

[Come, let us who to Christ are join'd]

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Philippians iii. 13.

Come, let us who to Christ are join'd,
Forgetting still the things behind,
This only thing persist to do,
Our calling's glorious prize pursue.
Our works, and gifts, and graces past,
All, all behind our back be cast,
This, only this remember'd be,
Jesus hath died for us,—for me.
He died, that we to Him might live,
Might all His righteousness receive,
Fulness of love, and health, and power;
He died, that we might sin no more.

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He shed His blood to wash us clean
From all unrighteousness, and sin,
To save from all iniquity;
Jesus hath died for us,—for me.
He died that we might be made whole,
Holy in body, spirit, soul;
Might do His will like those above,
Renew'd in all the life of love.
Lay the foundation then no more,
Reach forth unto the things before,
On to the prize undaunted press,
And seize the crown of righteousness.
We shall the end of faith attain,
The uttermost salvation gain.
(Our calling's hope, our calling's prize,
The tree of life in paradise.)
Shall taste the manna of His grace,
And pure in heart behold His face,
Our Jesus shall Himself impart,
And cleanse, and fill the sinless heart.
His nature to our souls make known,
And write the name in the white stone,
We all shall all His fulness prove,
And find the pearl of perfect love.