Hymn CLXXXV. Common Metre. The Intercession of Christ

Now let our humble faith behold Our great high priest above, And celebrate his constant care And sympathetic love.

Exalted to his father's throne, With matchless honours crown'd; And Lord of all th' angelic host Who wait, the throne around;

The names of all the saints he bears, Engraven on his heart; Nor shall the meanest saint complain That he hath lost his part.

Those characters shall firm remain Our everlasting trust; When gems, and monuments and crowns Are moulder'd into dust.