2 Bright image of the Father’s face,
Shining with undiminish’d rays;
Th’ eternal God’s eternal Son,
The heir, and partner of his throne.]

3 The King of kings, the Lord most high,
Writes his own Name upon his thigh: 
He wears a garment dipt in blood,
And breaks the nations with his rod.

4 Where grace can neither melt nor move
The Lamb resents his injur’d love,
Awakes his wrath without delay,
And Judah’s Lion tears the prey.

5 But when for works of peace he comes,
What winning titles he assumes! 
“Light of the World, and Life of Men;”
Nor bears those characters in vain.

6 With tender pity in his heart
He acts the Mediator’s part;
A friend and brother he appears,
And well fulfils the names he wears.

7 At length the Judge his throne ascends,
Divides the rebels from his friends,
And saints in full fruition prove
His rich variety of love.

Hymn 1:148.  As the 148th Psalm. 
The same.

1 [With cheerful voice I sing
The titles of my Lord,
And borrow all the names
Of honour from his word: 
Nature and art
Can ne’er supply
Sufficient forms
Of majesty.

2 In Jesus we behold
His Father’s glorious face,
Shining for ever bright
With mild and lovely rays: 
Th’ eternal God’s
Eternal Son
Inherits and
Partakes the throne.]

3 The sovereign King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high,
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh: 
His Name is call’d
“The Word of God;”
He rules the earth
With iron rod.

4 Where promises and grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb resents
The injuries of his love;
Awakes his wrath
Without delay,
As lions roar
And tear the prey.

5 But when for works of peace
The great Redeemer comes,
What gentle characters,
What titles he assumes! 
“Light of the world,
“And Life of men”
Nor will he bear
Those names in vain.

6 Immense compassion reigns
In our Immanuel’s heart,
When he descends to act
A Mediator’s part: 
He is a friend
And brother too
Divinely kind,
Divinely true.

7 At length the Lord the Judge
His awful throne ascends,
And drives the rebels far
From favourites and friends: 
Then shall the saints
Completely prove
The heights and depths
Of all his love.

Hymn 1:149. 
The offices of Christ, from several scriptures.

1 Join all the names of love and power
That ever men or angels bore;
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Or set Immanuel’s glory forth.

2 But O what condescending ways
He takes to teach his heavenly grace! 
My eyes with joy and wonder see
What forms of love he bears for me.

3 [The “Angel of the covenant” stands
With his commission in his hands,
Sent from his Father’s milder throne,
To make the great Salvation known.]