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Spiritual Melody

Containing near Three Hundred Sacred Hymns. By Benjamin Keach
  
  

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HYMN 29.
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HYMN 29.

[Thou art a Priest, Lord Christ, we know]

Heb. 7. 26. For such an High Priest becometh us.

[The First Part.]

Thou art a Priest, Lord Christ, we know,
The Father did thee call;
And consecrated thee likewise,
'Twas he did thee install.
Into this place and office great
Thy self to glorifie,

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As our High Priest thou didst not seek,
Lord, 'twas not in thine eye:
But hadst a lawful call thereto,
By him who had the right
For to confer Priesthood on thee,
'Twas pleasant in his sight.
God did thee then anoint also
With Oyntment all divine;
And Priestly Robes did put on thee,
Which gloriously do shine.
Thy work it was, and thine alone
To offer Sacrifice;
'T was with thy Blood thou didst attone
for our iniquities.
They daily Offerings did bring,
But none could wrath appease;
But from thy one sweet Offering
God's justice thou dost please
To such degree that he does cry,
He's pacify'd for ever;
And all that do unto thee fly,
They pardon'd are besure.

The Second Part.

It is thy Lips that Knowledge teach;
The Law too we must have
From thy own Mouth, whose words can reach
Our precious Souls to save.

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Thou of Uncleanness art to judge,
The Plague of Leprosie,
When in the Head it does appear,
Thou knowest perfectly.
When sin in the affection's found,
And cursed enmity
Is in the mind, thou dost pronounce
Their plague i'th' Head to lie.
'Tis thou, Lord Christ, whose work [illeg.]
Thy people all to bless;
Which thou dost do by turning them
From sin and wickedness.
Thou blesses them with grace and peace,
These blessings are indeed;
Those who are blessed, Lord by thee,
From Death and Hell are freed.
Thou, as the High Priest did of old,
Enter'd the Holy place;
So thou didst enter Heaven it self,
Fill'd full of precious grace.
And 'twas by blood thou didst go in,
That Blood of thine most dear;
And hast attonement made for sin,
And therefore dost appear
Before the Throne of God most high,
Having redemption gain'd,
Which last will to eternity,
Such blessing hast obtain'd.

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The Third Part.

The Prayers of Saints like a Perfume
Come up to God above;
As being offer'd, Lord, by thee,
Whose Incense he doth love.
They offered the Bodies of Beasts,
VVhich could not satisfie
God's justice, neither could that Blood
Our Conscience purifie.
And therefore thou (and once for all)
Didst offer up thy Blood;
And by that one Offering hast thou
Procur'd our lasting good.
No Priest hast thou for to succeed,
No Offering more for Sin;
For if we needed any else,
Thine had not perfect bin.
Let Romish Errours then be loath'd,
Of a Successor vain;
Let Antichrist with shame be cloath'd,
Who would Christ's glory stain.
Now let us bring true contrite hearts,
That is a Sacrifice
That God through Jesus Christ does love,
And very highly prize:

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And unto him let's offer up
Both Prayer and Praise each day;
And on the Merits of his Blood
Our selves for ever stay.
And also to our High Priest sing
With grace in all our hearts;
Whose precious Blood is that one Spring
Of all good he imparts.