BUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY: We've no abiding city here;
Sad truth, were this to be our home; But let the thought our spirits cheer, We seek a city yet to come. We've no abiding city here;
We seek a city out of sight; Zion its name: the Lord is there: It shines with everlasting light. Zion, Jehovah is her strength; Secure, she smiles at all her foes; And weary travellers at length
Within her sacred walls repose. O sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil are Had I the pinions of a dove,[ bless'd, I'd fly to thee and be at rest. But hush, my soul, nor dare repine; The time my God appoints is best: While here, to do His will be mine; And His, to fix my time of rest.
Amen.
366 GUIDE me, 0 Thou great Je
hovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land; I am weak, but Thou art mighty; Hold me with Thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
WARFARE AND PILGRIMAGE. Raised by the breath of love divine, We urge our way with strength renew'd;
The church of the first- born to join We travel to the mount of God; With joy upon our heads arise, And meet our Captain in the skies.
Ames
Open now the crystal fountain, Whence the healing
stream doth
Let the fire and cloudy pillar[ flow;
Lead me all my journey through: Strong Deliverer,[ shield. Be Thou still my strength and
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of deaths and hell's Destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side: Songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee. Amen.
368 JESU, meek and gentle, Son of God most High; Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's cry. Pardon our offences, Loose our captive chains, Break down every idol Which our soul detains. Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love; Draw us, holy Jesu, To the realms above. Lead us on our journey, Be Thyself the way Through terrestrial darknem To celestial day. Jesu, meek and gentle, Son of God most High; Pitying, loving Saviour. Hear Thy children's cry. Amo
borne,
Freely and graciously forgiven, With songs to Zion we return, Contending for our native heaven; That palace of our glorious King, We find it nearer while we sing. 88
369 Till our rest be won on,
And, although the way be cheerle We will follow calm and fearless: Guide us by Thy hand
To our Fatherland.
If the way be drear,
If the foe be near,
Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a foe To our home we go.
367 LEADER of faithful souls and
Of all that travel to the sky, Come, and with us, e'en us abide, Who would on Thee alone rely; On Thee alone our spirits stay, While held in life's uneven way. Strangers and pilgrims here below, This earth, we know, is not our place;
But hasten through the vale of woe, And, restless to behold Thy face. Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above.
Through Thee, who all our sins hast 370 I AM a stranger here,
Heaven is my home, Only a sojourner,
Heaven is my home. Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand; Heaven is my Fatherland, Heaven is my home
when we seek relief From a long- felt grief,
When oppress'd by new temptations Lord, increase and perfect patiencs Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. Jesu, still lead on,
Till our rest be won:
Heavenly Leader, still direct us Still support, console, protect us Till we safely stand
In our Fatherland. Amen.