Gb 3745 Mr. H. Read, Stalisfield, Faversham. H. Read Wingfield HYMNS A COLLECTION OF HYMNS FOR THE USE OF THE PEOPLE CALLED BIBLE CHRISTIANS. " Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your hearts to the Lord." LONDON: EPH. V. 19. BIBLE CHRISTIAN BOOK- ROOM, 26 PATERNOSTER ROW, E.C. 1889. Gb 3745 21480 TATA [ Entered at Stationers' Hall according to Act of Parliament.] Univ.- Bibl. Giessen PREFACE. ONE Hymn Book has hitherto been chiefly used for con. gregational worship in the Bible Christian Denomination. It was improved and enlarged in 1838, and again slightly altered in 1862, and at that time, as in 1838, greater changes would have been made with a view of making the collection more useful," if the editions then in circulation would not have been thus rendered" comparatively useless." 66 It is sufficient proof of the excellence of the compilation that, notwithstanding the growth of the Connexion, the spread of education, and the changed and changing conditions of society during this period, no deep and widespread desire for a new book was expressed until quite lately. In some respects the collection was doubtless one of exceptional merit. The missionary enthusiasm of the young Church found appropriate expression in a good selection of hymns in a section under the suggestive heading of" Missionary Exertion," which in turn kept alive and spread the missionary spirit. But the omission of some hymns, such as" Jesus shall reign where'er the sun," from this section, and compositions of equal excellence in other sections, is simply unaccountable. The great defect of the book was its slight recognition in fact of the sentiment so tersely expressed by the Psalmist in the words aptly quoted in the Preface," It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High." It is believed that the most wayward critic will not seriously urge that this is a fault of the present book. The aim of the Compilers has been to produce a book that will be found pre- eminently useful in the" Service of Song in the House of the Lord." Their hope and belief is that all the hymns in this Selection, except in the case of the very few hymns inserted for particular purposes, will be considered vi PREFACE. suitable for public worship. To this end hymns from all available sources," Ancient" as well as" Modern," have been freely chosen. The true hymnist, whether Roman Catholic, Anglican, Puritan, Methodist, Moravian, or Unitarian, becomes oblivious of his own particular views, and he thus wins the honour of enriching the Psalmody of the Universal Church, which is becoming more and more eclectic in its tastes and catholic in its sympathies. This Selection would have been much more limited if the opinions and wishes of persons of the highest and most cultivated taste" had been chiefly studied, but the object has been " to form a collection which shall best satisfy the present requirements of our Church." vehicle for the expression of rigorous and exact theological A hymn is not the best views, but it is often the means of conserving the highest truths in all their divine beauty and completeness. The reader who remembers under whose auspices this book is issued, will not expect to find therein any theological novelties and subtleties, but what he has a right to expect he will find, viz., fidelity to New Testament teaching, and due prominence given to the cardinal doctrines of our holy Christianity. Some of the most important sections are fuller and more complete than in any other book with which the Compilers are acquainted, and to these sections no further reference need be made. But it has been thought that the opening by the" Bible Christians" of a mission to the heathen, demanded that the Missionary Section should be made, rich as it was before, richer and fuller; that the claims of the children, constituting, as they do, so large a part of our congregations, must be at least partially recognised; that ample provision should be made for what in many of our churches is fast becoming a usage, viz., the monthly celebration of the Lord's Supper; also for revival and evangelistic meetings, as the community originated in a revival and has been nourished and strengthened by revivals throughout its history; and that, considering the attitude the Denomination has always occupied on the question, a Temperance Section should be included, even though it might be regarded as a novelty, and in some quarters viewed with disfavour. Fortunately, it has also been found possible to introduce quite a number of suitable hymns for Harvest Thanksgiving services, the holding of which is now so general. The mission of Methodism, to" spread Scriptural holiness through the land," receives an incidental but strong confirmation in the fact that while some of Charles Wesley's PREFACE. vii hymns on other subjects have been superseded, there are none after the lapse of a century to be even compared with Most of the his on the" Sanctification of believers." hymns ascribed to C. or J. Wesley are doubtless the compositions of the Rev. Charles Wesley, but the opinion of the compilers of the collection of hymns now in use in Wesleyan- Methodist congregations has been accepted, viz., that it cannot be determined to which of the two brothers, John or Charles Wesley, hymns which first appeared in collections for which they were jointly responsible should be ascribed. The instances are very few in which the Compilers have either adopted changes made by others, or introduced themselves changes from the original text. Occasionally, a correct taste or the exigency of metre has rendered it necessary. But usually when extensive alterations appeared to be necessary the hymn has been discarded, and the omission of other hymns has been determined by the fact that altered conditions and circumstances have impaired their usefulness or acceptability. It is hoped that the arrangement of the book will prove to be easy and satisfactory. The subjects follow each other consecutively, and the[ hymns in each section have been arranged alphabetically. The Table of Contents has been supplemented by another Table and an Index for Various Seasons and Occasions. The" Bristol Tune Book" may be conveniently used with this Hymn Book. Without in any way limiting choirs and congregations to the exclusive use of that book, or even in the choice of tunes when that book is used, the number of a suitable tune is printed inside parenthetical marks in connection with the number of the hymn except in a very few cases- an arrangement which it is believed will be found generally very useful, and of immense advantage in many instances. It only remains to acknowledge, which is done with the utmost heartiness, the great kindness of Authors of copyright hymns, or their representatives, in readily consenting to the use of the said hymns, in most instances without any pecuniary consideration whatever. To some of them the Compilers are under the deepest obligations. The names of the Authors are appended to their hymns, and it is therefore unnecessary to repeat them here. Thanks are also due to the following publishers: Messrs. Burns& Oates, for hymns by the Rev. F. W. Faber; Messrs. Chatto & Windus, for Dr. G. Macdonald's hymn, No. 831; Mr. viii PREFACE. Hayes and Messrs. Masters& Co., for Dr. Neale's hymns; Messrs. Morgan& Scott, for certain copyright hymns from" Sacred Songs and Solos;" Messrs. T. Nelson & Sons, for hymns by H. L. L.( Hymns from the Land of Luther), and some of the hymns by Rev. J. D. Burns; Messrs. Oliphant, Anderson& Ferrier, for Rev. R. M. M'Cheyne's hymn, No. 343; and the Religious Tract Society, for Miss Charlotte Elliott's hymns. The right of reprinting the hymns of Miss Adelaide A. Procter, of Miss Catherine Winkworth, of some of the hymns of Mrs. Alexander, Dr. Horatius Bonar, and Miss F. R. Havergal, has been acquired from Messrs. Bell& Sons, Messrs. Longmans& Co., Messrs. Masters& Co., and Messrs. James Nisbet& Co. respectively. As the omission of some hymns will be noted, it is necessary to state that the proprietors of" Hymns, Ancient and Modern" refused to allow the use of any of their copyright hymns. If permission has not been obtained in any instance it has been through inadvertence, and it is hoped that this explanation will be kindly regarded as sufficient. Friendly criticism will doubtless find it easy, after all the pains the Compilers have taken, to point out blots and imperfections in their work, but as it has been to them a " labour of love," and even a" means of grace," they heartily commend it to the attention of the pious and intelligent in the Churches for whose use it is particularly intended, and to the blessing of Him Whose glory has been sought that He may make it the channel of instruction and comfort to multitudes, and instrumental in extending His kingdom in the world." 26 PATERNOSTER ROW, LONDON, E.C. January 1, 1889. TABLE OF CONTENTS. I. THE TRIUNE GOD. II. GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY:1. His Existence, Perfections, and Praise. 2. His Wisdom and Goodness in Creation and Providence 3. His Grace in Redemption III. OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST:1. His Godhead and Praise 2. His Names and Titles 3. His Incarnation and Birth 4. His Life and Example 5. His Sympathy and Love. 6. His Vicarious Sufferings and Death 7. His Resurrection and Ascension 8. His Intercession and Reign 9. His Second Coming and Judgment IV. THE HOLY SPIRIT: HIS PERSON AND WORK V. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES VI. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS VII. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE:1. Repentance and Faith 2. Pardon and Regeneration 3. Sanctification and Growth 4. Consecration and Service. 5. Declension and Recovery . . . . HYMNS 1-15 16-27 28-45 46-58 59-83 84-103 104-117 118-128 129-134 135-162 163-177 178-193 194-205 206-233 234-246 247-268 269-303 304-317 318-344 345-371 372-382 X TABLE OF CONTENTS. VII. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE( continued.):6. Watchfulness and Prayer 7. Communion with God 8. Joy and Triumph 9. Suffering and Conflict 10. Trust and Courage 11. Guidance and Protection. 12. Patience and Resignation 13. Hopes and Anticipations.. 14. Death and the Glory of Heaven VIII. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST:1. Its Unity and Fellowship 2. Its Security and Blessedness 3. Reception of Members 4. Its Ministers 5. Special Intercession. IX. CHRISTIAN ORDINANCES AND INSTITUTIONS:1. The Lord's Day and Worship:( 1.) General Hymns ( 2.) Select Psalms. ( 3.) Prayer and Class- Meetings 2. Baptism:( 1.) Of Infants ( 2.) Of Adults 3. The Lord's Supper X. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS XI. SPECIAL OCCASIONS:1. Marriage 2. Burial of the Dead 3. Laying of Memorial or Foundation Stones of . Chapels 4. Opening of a Place of Worship 5. Laying the Foundation Stone of a Schoolroom 6. Opening of a New Schoolroom 7. Opening of an Organ 8. Hospital Sunday 9. General Charities and Almsgiving 10. Flower Services 11. For those at Sea HYMNS 383-393 394-410 411-420 421-432 433-449 450-468 469-492 493-515 516-551 552-561 562-566 567-569 570-577 578-583 584-624 625-706 707-726 727-730 731-732 733-756 757-782 783-785 786-790 791-794 795-807 808 809-810 811 812-815 826-821 822-824 825-827 TABLE OF CONTENTS. XII. TIMES AND SEASONS:1. Morning. 2. Evening. 3. Spring 4. Summer. 5. Autumn and Harvest 6. Winter 7. The Old and New Year. XIII. THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE XIV. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. XV. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES XVI. TEMPERANCE. XVII. NATIONAL HYMNS:1. The Throne 2. Prayer and Humiliation 3. Thanksgiving. XVIII. BENEDICTIONS AND DOXOLOGIES xi HYMNS 828-833 834-845 846-847 848 849-858 859 860-875 876-888 889-917 918-971 972-981 982-983 984-992 993-996 997-1004 SUPPLEMENTARY TABLE OF CONTENTS. I. THE TRIUNE GOD, 309, 781, 799, 838, 944 II. GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY:1. His Existence, Perfections, and Praise, 15, 477, 666, 669, 677, 679, 680, 696, 700, 703, 704-6 2. His Wisdom and Goodness in Creation and Providence, 453-5, 628, 630-2, 642, 643 3. His Grace in Redemption, 32, 74, 678, 679 III. OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST:1. His Godhead and Praise, 55, 128, 181, 182, 184, 185, 186, 191, 510, 624, 910 2. His Names and Titles, 189, 193, 278, 282, 292, 294, 313, 903, 951 3. His Incarnation and Birth, 253, 659, 672, 906, 917 * * * * * * 5. His Sympathy and Love, 70, 71, 98, 102, 331, 359, 927 6. His Vicarious Sufferings and Death, 54, 55, 78, 128, 167, 169, 202, 286, 305, 904, 913, 965 7. His Resurrection and Ascension, 126, 193, 294, 344, 621, 639 8. His Intercession and Reign, 61, 64, 167, 191, 306 9. His Second Coming and Judgment, 665 IV. THE HOLY SPIRIT: HIS PERSON AND WORK, 590, 922 V. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES, 585, 594, 911 VI. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS, 357, 918-21, 924, 956, 966, 967, 971 VII. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE:1. Repentance and Faith, 373, 650, 651, 742 2. Pardon and Regeneration, 145, 151, 153, 277, 283, 301, 353, 482, 487, 677, 678, 938 SUPPLEMENTARY TABLE OF CONTENTS. xiii VII. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE( continued):* * 4. Consecration and Service, 83, 268, 383, 446, 777, 935; 950, 953, 973, 5. Declension and Recovery, 925 6. Watchfulness and Prayer, 204, 378, 717, 720 7. Communion with God, 17, 70, 322, 334, 374, 507, 645 8. Joy and Triumph, 45, 50, 515, 537, 950 9. Suffering and Conflict, 37, 119, 132, 293, 463 10. Trust and Courage, 30, 368, 427, 430, 456, 469, 472, 473, 476, 477, 480, 483, 495, 642 11. Guidance and Protection, 39, 479, 490, 496, 500, 512, 627, 647, 667, 689, 928, 929 12. Patience and Resignation, 420, 425 VIII. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST:* 13. Hopes and Anticipations, 422 14. Death and the Glory of Heaven, 511, 666, 786-90, 916 * 1. Its Unity and Fellowship, 501, 512, 694 2. Its Security and Blessedness, 438 3. Reception of Members, 354, 369, 448, 467, 557, 738, 742 Its Ministers, 767 4. * * * * * IX. CHRISTIAN ORDINANCES AND INSTITUTIONS:1. The Lord's Day and Worship:( 1.) General Hymns, 1-15, 16-27, 29-36, 38-41, 43-45, 46-55, 57, 58, 59-83, 85-89, 92-7, 101-3, 129, 144, 147, 149, 151, 153, 157-9, 162, 167, 172, 175, 181-3, 185-8, 190-3, 198, 201, 206, 208-14, 216-23, 224-6, 228, 229, 231, 243, 253, 277, 292, 294, 296, 302, 307, 309, 329, 331, 348, 358, 364, 373, 398, 400, 403-6, 412, 413, 417, 418, 419, 434, 436, 451, 458, 463-5, 471-4; 477, 492, 496, 497-503, 508-11, 526, 534, 562, 566, 578-80, 713-8, 721, 746, 758, 802, 871, 881, 944 ( 2.) Select Psalms, 242, 562 ( 3.) Prayer and Class Meetings, 28, 39, 119, 121, 122, 132-4, 189, 193, 198, 206, 208, 211, 214, 215, 221, 228, 233, 243, 247, 270, 272, 277, 281, 282-4, 289, 291, 292, 294, 295, 304, 307, 315, 322, 329, 333, 334, 335, 336, 337, 347, 348, 352, 357, 360, 362, 365, 366, 369, 373, 377, 378, 383-93, 394, 397, 399, 401-3, 406, 408-10, 412, 415-8, 422, 424, 435, 436, 445, 451, 453, 459, 460, 463, 471, 476, 477, 480-8, 492, 496, 513, 515, 526, 537, 552, 558, 559, 564, 578-83, 586, 592, 593, 596, 597, 599, 602, 611, 634-7, 645, 646, 647, 674, 677, 678, 685, 692, 740, 749, 888, 922, 927, 928, 930, 936, 940, 944, 952, 955, 957 * * * * * 3. The Lord's Supper, 91, 140, 143, 145, 146, 148, 151-4, 158, 159, 161, 394, 931, 933, 941 xiv SUPPLEMENTARY TABLE OF CONTENTS. X. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS, 59, 60, 76, 110, 112, 116, 178, 185, 564, 607, 656-9, 686, 920, 963, 964, 969 XI. SPECIAL OCCASIONS:* * * * 2. Burial of the Dead, 493, 517, 523, 524, 525, 527, 531, 538, 542, 547, 666 * * 4. Opening of a Place of Worship, 224, 228, 593, 597, 600-3, 608, 640, 661-4, 693 * * * 10. Flower Services, 33, 34, 43, 66, 486, 680, 858, 894 11. For those at Sea, 277, 423, 682 XII. TIMES AND SEASONS:1. Morning, 349 2. Evening, 588, 614, 615, 620, 905 * * * * * * 5. Autumn and Harvest, 654, 655, 680, 696, 699, 701, 777, 819 * * * * 7. The Old and New Year, 451, 493, 520, 851, 966, 968, 971 XVII. NATIONAL HYMNS:* * XIII. THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE, 39, 66, 349, 417, 455, 486, 501, 514, 534, 661, 685, 832, 834-7, 841-5, 892, 905 XIV. CHILDREN'S SERVICES, 236, 462, 610, 962 XV. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES, 17, 52, 53, 56, 68, 70, 85, 92, 99, 135, 136, 144, 151, 153, 208, 214, 221, 224, 228, 232, 239, 247-68, 269-303, 304, 306, 313, 314, 332-4, 353, 354, 357, 368, 369, 371, 372-82, 415, 441, 505, 506, 578-82, 590, 595, 650, 651, 865, 977 * * 2. Prayer and Humiliation, 981 3. Thanksgiving, 978 * * * * The following Index will facilitate the finding of Hymns suitable for various Seasons and Occasions. CHURCH MEETINGS, 145, 159, 191, 365, 370, 408, 468, 496, 552-61, 693 COVENANT SERVICE, 348, 354, 369, 468, 864 IN PLACE OF CHANTS OR BEFORE READING HOLY SCRIPTURE, 2, 5-7, 10, 14, 15, 17, 21, 24, 25, 26, 27, 33, 35, 38, 41, 45, 46, 49, 51, 55-8, 59-64, 66, 68-71, 74-6, 79, 83, 86, 91, 92, 95, 96, 99-101, 110, 116, 129, 133, 134, 135, 142-4, 149, 151, 157, 165, 175, 176, 181, 182, 184, 185, 191, 206, 207, 208, 211, 215, 217, 221, 222, 228, 229, 231, 234-8, 240, 242, 244, 245, 247, 250, 255, 256, 268, 277, 278, 281-4, 292-4, 306, 307, 309, 313, 323, 329, 331-4, 336, 348, 353-5, 360, 365, 366, 368, 369, 371, 385, 386, 394, 399, 403, 408, 412, 413, 415-20, 421, 423, 427, 438, 439, 441, 446, 448, 451, 453, 459, 463, 467, 468, 474, 477, 481, 484, 485, 487, 493, 496, 499, 500, 502, 505, 506, 508, 510, 512, 523, 534, 540, 561, 562, 564, 566, 590, 592, 594, 600, 606, 608, 623, 634, 636, 637, 645, 647, 661, 663, 664, 669, 671, 672, 679, 680, 696, 700-6, 746, 762, 766, 780, 781, 829, 833, 854, 871, 881, 919, 922, 932, 933, 935, 944, 950, 951, 952, 957, 962-5, 977 LECTURES AND MUTUAL IMPROVEMENT SOCIETIES, 674, 680, 703 984, 985 LOVEFEASTS, 369, 406, 415, 552-4, 646, 707 MINISTERS, Death of, 533, 539 27 29 PRIVATE DEVOTION, 37, 45, 50, 86, 102, 118, 142, 215, 246, 283, 313, 341, 365, 377, 392, 394-9, 402, 403, 409, 418, 432, 435, 449, 455, 457, 459, 476, 478, 479, 481, 484, 487, 491, 499, 506, 509, 634-7, 645, 697, 720, 831, 833, 879, 887, 888, 927 Meetings of, 88, 89, 118, 145, 159, 244, 350, 351, 358, 362, 366, 368-70, 463, 571, 574, 583, 690, 708 Ordination of, 207, 351, 358, 447, 570, 572, 574, 575, 767, 777 PUBLIC WORSHIP: Opening Hymn for Lord's Day Morning, 5, 584, 587, 589, 591, 598, 604, 606, 613, 617, 618, 619, 621, 668, 704, 718, 721, 828-33 Closing Hymn for Lord's Day Evening, 586, 588, 605, 609, 614, 615, 620, 834-40, 842-5 Close of, 616, 997-9 "" 33 99 " 1 SPECIAL SEASONS:Christmas, 78, 104, 105, 108-17, 123, 906 Epiphany, 106, 107, 765 Palm Sunday, 150 Good Friday, 128, 135-41, 143, 151-3, 155, 157, 158, 169 Easter, 164, 168, 171, 172, 173, 174, 639 Ascension, 170 Whitsuntide, 206, 208-13, 217-27, 230, 232 TEACHERS' MEETINGS, 88, 89, 351, 355, 362, 366, 369, 446, 571, 574: 777 THE" TE DEUM LAUDAMUS" INDEX OF AUTHORS INDEX OF TRANSLATORS INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS INDEX OF FIRST LINES PAGE 804 805-811 811 812-816 817-832 1 HYMNS. 2 I. THE TRIUNE GOD. C. M.( 363.) A Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright; 2 To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above, And one thrice- holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. 3 Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky; 4 Whose glory to this earth extends, When God Himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. 5 By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah on His shining seat, Our Maker and our King. 6 But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain; The Father of celestial powers, The Friend of earth- born man! A 2 THE TRIUNE GOD. 7 Ye seraphs nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransomed worms, look down For heaven's superior praise; 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us His crown resigned; That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind! 2 C. Wesley. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 132.) COME, Thou almighty King, Help us Thy name to sing, Help us to praise: Father all- glorious, OHT O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of days. How 2 Come, Thou Incarnate Word, Gird on Thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend: Come, and Thy people bless, And give Thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, bIn this glad hour: for Thou Who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power! 4 To the great One in Three, Eternal praises be Hence evermore: His sovereign majesty, May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. bnA Whitfield's Leaflet. 3 4 THE TRIUNE GOD. C. M.( 47.) HA AIL! holy, holy, holy Lord! Whom One in Three we know: By all Thy heavenly host adored, By all Thy Church below. 2 One undivided Trinity With triumph we proclaim; Thy universe is full of Thee, And speaks Thy glorious name. 3 Thee, Holy Father, we confess, Thee, Holy Son, adore, Thee, Spirit of truth and holiness, We worship evermore. 4 The incommunicable right, Almighty God! receive, Which angel- choirs, and saints in light, And saints embodied give. 5 Three Persons equally divine We magnify and love; And both the choirs ere long shall join To sing Thy praise above. 6 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord, ( Our heavenly song shall be) Supreme, essential One, adored In co- eternal Three! C. Wesley. 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 205.) OLY Father! we address TheeSon; Holy Son of God, we bless Thee, Boundless grace hath made us one; Holy Spirit, aid our songs, This glad work to Thee belongs. 2 Wondrous was Thy love, O Father! Wondrous Thine, O Son of God! 3 4 THE TRIUNE GOD. Vast the love that bruised and wounded, Vast the love that bore the rod; Holy Spirit, still reveal How these stripes alone can heal. 3 Gracious Father! Thy good pleasure Is to love us as Thy Son, Meting out the self- same measure Since Thou seest us as one. Blessèd Jesus! loved are we, As the Father loveth Thee. 5 4 Hallelujah! we are hasting To our Father's house above; By the way our souls are tasting Rich and everlasting love; In Jehovah is our boast, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Mary Bowly. 11.12.12.10.( 255.) HOLY OLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty! God in Three Persons, Blessèd Trinity! 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside othie! Thee, Perfect in power, in love and purity. THE TRIUNE GOD. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name in earth and sky and sea; Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty! God in Three Persons, Blessèd Trinity. R. Heber. 6 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174.) Hod of hosts, Eternal King, TOLY, Lord, By the heavens and earth adored, Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the Blessèd Trinity. 2 Since by Thee were all things made, And in Thee do all things live, H Be to Thee all honour paid, Praise to Thee let all things give, Singing everlastingly To the Blessèd Trinity. 3 Cherubim and seraphim Veil their faces with their wings; Eyes of angels are too dim To behold the King of kings, While they sing eternally To the Blessèd Trinity. 4 Thee, apostles, prophets, Thee, Thee, the noble martyr band Praise with solemn jubilee; Thee, the Church in every land, Singing everlastingly, Praise the Blessèd Trinity. 5 5 To the Father; and the Son, Who for us did deign to die; And to God the Holy One, Who the Church doth sanctify; Sing we with glad jubilee, Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee. 8 6 THE TRIUNE GOD. 6 Hallelujah! Lord, to TheeFather, Son, and Holy Ghost; Godhead One, and Persons ThreeJoin us with the heavenly host, Singing everlastingly To the Blessèd Trinity. C. Wordsworth. 7 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 180 or 517.) Lord HOLY, holy, holy; When heaven and earth Out of darkness, at Thy word, Issued into glorious birth, All Thy works before Thee stood, And Thine eye beheld them good; While they sang, with one accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord! 2 Holy, holy, holy! Thee, One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit, we, Dust and ashes, would adore: Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by Thee redeemed Sing we here, with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord! 3 Holy, holy, holy! All H A Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, When the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King, Then shall saints and seraphim, Harps and voices, swell one hymn, Round the Throne with full accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord! J. Montgomery. 8 ( 180.) 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God the Father, and the Word, God the Comforter, receive Blessings more than we can give! Mixed with those beyond the sky, Chanters to the Lord most high, We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing Thy eternal praise.nod W 2 One, inexplicably Three, THE TRIUNE GOD. 9 Three, in simplest Unity, God, incline Thy gracious ear, shirik Us, Thy lisping creatures, hear! O Thee while man, the earth- born, sings, Angels shrink within their wings, Prostrate seraphim above Breathe unutterable love. 3 Happy they who never rest, vd ell With Thy heavenly presence blest! They the heights of glory see, Sound the depths of Deity! Fain with them our souls would vie, Sink as low, and mount as high; Fall o'erwhelmed with love, or soar, Shout, or silently adore! Imate C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 512.) B HOLY, holy, holy Lord! Self- existent Deity! By the hosts of heaven adored, Teach us how to worship Thee. Only uncreated mind, Wonders in Thy nature meet, Perfect unity combined With society complete. 2 All perfection dwells in Thee, Now to us obscurely known; Three in One, and One in Three, Great Jehovah, God alone. Be our all, O Lord Divine! Father, Saviour, vital Breath! Body, spirit, soul, be Thine, Now, and at, and after death. bu A dre 7 01 S 8 THE TRIUNE GOD. 3 Glorious Thou in holiness, bazil Father, didst Thy rights maintain; Truth and grace at once express When Thine only Son was slain. Here was deepest wisdom seen; Here the richest stores of grace; Mildest love, and vengeance keen; O how bright their mingled rays! 4 Fearful Thou in praises, too, Loving Saviour, slaughtered Lamb! We with joy and reverence view All Thy glory, all Thy shame. Be Thy death the death of sin; Be Thy life the sinner's plea; Save me, teach me, rule withinProphet, Priest, and King to me! 5 Wonder- working Spirit! Thine Is the mighty grace we sing; ra Set on us Thy seal Divine, too tat Safely to Thy kingdom bring: Mortify each sinful deed, Daily strengthen every grace; Lead us, urge us on with speed, And let glory crown the race! J. Ryland. 10 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) NFINITE God, to Thee we INF hearts in solemn songs of praise: By all Thy works on earth adored," We worship Thee, the common Lord; The everlasting Father own, And bow our souls before Thy throne. 2 Thee all the choir of angels sings, The Lord of hosts, the King of kings; Cherubs proclaim Thy praise aloud, And seraphs shout the Triune God; And" Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Thy glory fills both earth and sky!" THE TRIUNE GOD. 3 God of the patriarchal race, The ancient seers record Thy praise, The goodly apostolic band In highest joy and glory stand; And all the saints and prophets join T extol Thy majesty divine. 4 Head of the martyrs' noble host, Of Thee they justly make their boast; The Church, to earth's remotest bounds, Her heavenly Founder's praise resounds; And strives, with those around the throne, To hymn the mystic Three in One. 5 Father of endless majesty, All might and love they render Thee; Thy true and only Son adore, The same in dignity and power; And God the Holy Ghost declare, The saints' eternal Comforter. C. or J. Wesley. 11 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 159.) TEHOVAH! O Jehovah! To Thee the hallelujah Is due from every world. Thou art the great Creator Of all that live and move, And in Thy Holy nature There reigns eternal love. 9 2 Redeemer! O Redeemer! Thou ever blessèd Son! Thou art the great Revealer Of all that Love has done. We bless Thee for Thy mission Into this world of woe; We thrill at that compassion Which Thou to earth dost show. IO 12 THE TRIUNE GOD. 3 O Holy, Holy Spirit! Thou Spirit of our Lord, Who in the ages later Gave man the living Word. A light and life Thou bringest, bab Drawn from the fount of good, T And with our souls Thou strivest To bring us back to God. 4 We praise Thee, O we praise Thee, Thou Spirit, Son, and Sire! Though here in sin and misery We have a feeble lyre. We hail those holy ages OT Beyond the mortal shore, Where perfect praise engagesim IA The good for evermore. D. Thomas. C. M.( 368.) MOST TOST ancient of all mysteries! T Before Thy throne we lie! Have mercy now, most merciful, Most holy Trinity! 2 When heaven and earth were yet unmade, When time was yet unknown, Thou in Thy bliss and majesty Didst live and love alone! 3 How wonderful creation is! The work that Thou didst bless: And, oh! what then must Thou be like, Eternal loveliness! 4 O listen then, Most Pitiful, To Thy poor creature's heart; It blesses Thee that Thou art God, That Thou art what Thou art! 5 Most ancient of all mysteries! Still at Thy throne we lie; Have mercy now, Most Merciful, Most Holy Trinity! F. W. Faber. 13 14 THE TRIUNE GOD. 27 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) NEE, O see! what love the Father our race, How He bends with sweet compassion Over us His beaming face! See how He His best and dearest For the very worst hath given, His own Son for us poor sinners; See, O see! the love of Heaven! 2 See, O see! what love the Saviour Also hath on us bestowed, How He bled for us and suffered, How He bare the heavy load! On the cross, and in the garden, Oh! how sore was His distress! Is not this a love that passeth Aught that tongue can e'er express? 3 See, O see! what love is shown us Also by the Holy Ghost! How He strives with us poor sinners, Even when we sin the most! Teaching, comforting, correcting, Where He sees it needful is! O, what heart would not be thankful For a threefold love like this? C. J. P. Spitta, tr. by R. Massie. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 450.) TE give immortal praise love, II For all our comforts here And better hopes above; He sent His own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done. To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought us with His blood From everlasting woe; 12 3 THE TRIUNE GOD. To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give," Whose new- creating power Makes the dead sinner live: His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. H Almighty God, to Thee 4 Be endless honours done, The undivided Three, 15 And now He lives, and now He reigns, SI And sees the fruit of all His pains. CH And the mysterious One: Where reason fails with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores. I. Watts. L. M.( 81.) E praise, we worship Thee, O God; All nations bow before Thy throne, And Thee th' eternal Father own. 2 Loud hallelujahs to Thy name, Angels and seraphim proclaim; The heavens and all the powers on high With rapture constantly do cry ,3" O holy, holy, holy Lord, Thou God of Hosts, by all adored! Earth and the heavens are full of Thee, Thy light, Thy power, Thy majesty." 4 Apostles join the glorious throng, And swell the loud immortal song; Prophets, enraptured, hear the sound, And spread the hallelujah round. 5 Victorious martyrs join their praise, And shout th' omnipotence of grace; While all Thy Church, through all the earth, Acknowledge and extol Thy worth. HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 6 Triune Jehovah! God most high! Father, we praise Thy majesty: The Son, the Spirit, we adore: One Godhead, blest for evermore. Ambrose, tr. by P. Gell. II. GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. I. HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 16 8.6.8.6.8.6.( 190.) BEYOND, beyond that boundless sea, Above that dome of sky, rige Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high; Yet dear the awful thought to me, That Thou, my God, art nigh: 2 Art nigh, and yet my labouring mind Feels after Thee in vain, Thee in these works of power to find, Or to Thy seat attain; Thy messenger, the stormy wind; Thy path, the trackless main: 3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim: They thunder forth Thy praise, 13 The glorious honour of Thy name, The wonders of Thy ways: But Thou art not in tempest- flame, Nor in day's glorious blaze. 4 We hear Thy voice when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air; The waves obey Thy dread control; Yet still Thou art not there. Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere? 14 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 5 Oh! not in circling depth or height, But in the conscious breast; and Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There doth His Spirit rest. O. come, Thou Presence Infinite! And make Thy creature blest. 17 J. Conder. 8.6.8.8.6.( 196 or 545.) E How pure the soul must be, INTERNAL Light! Eternal Light 100 When, placed within Thy searching sight It shrinks not, but, with calm delight, al Can live, and look on Thee! 2 The spirits that surround Thy throne. May bear the burning bliss; But that is surely theirs alone, Since they have never, never known A fallen world like this. 3 Oh! how shall I, whose native sphere Is dark, whose mind is dim, Before th' Ineffable appear, And on my naked spirit bear That uncreated beam? 4 There is a way for man to rise To that sublime abode: An offering and a sacrifice, A Holy Spirit's energies, An Advocate with God ,T 5 These, these prepare us for the sight Of holiness above: The sons of ignorance and night May dwell in the Eternal Light, Through the Eternal Love! T. Binney. HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 15 18 L. M.( 72 or 88.) TERNAL Power! whose high abode the a God: Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings, And ranks of shining throngs around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too; From sin and dust to Thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High! 4 Earth from afar has heard Thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp Thy name; But oh, the glories of Thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heaven, and men below; Be short our tunes, our words be few; A sacred reverence checks our songs, S And praise sits silent on our tongues. I. Watts. 19 C. M.( 47 or 42.) TAIL! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Of Thee we make our joyful boast, Our songs we make of Thee. 2 Thou neither canst be felt nor seen; Thou art a Spirit pure; Thou from eternity hast been, And always shalt endure. 2 3 Present alike in every place, Thy Godhead we adore; Beyond the bounds of time and space, Thou dwell'st for evermore. 16 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 4 In wisdom infinite Thou art, Thine eye doth all things see; And every thought of every heart Is fully known to Thee. 5 Whate'er Thou wilt, in earth below Thou dost, in heaven above: But chiefly we rejoice to know Th' almighty God of love. 6 Thou lov'st whate'er Thy hands have made, Thy goodness we rehearse, In shining characters displayed Throughout our universe. 7 Mercy, with love and endless grace, O'er all Thy works doth reign; But mostly thou delight'st to bless Thy favourite creature, man. 8 Wherefore, let every creature give To Thee the praise designed, But, chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, The hearts of all mankind. C. Wesley. 20 D. L. M.( 242.) Unchanging and unchanged art Thou; And while Thy creatures wax and wane, l In Thee there is no ebb or flow. Systems may rise and fade away, And nature weaken in her frame, Within Thyself there's no decay, For evermore" Thou art the same." 2 Nor would we have Thee change, O Lord, For kinder never couldst Thou be, Thy love is one great golden cord Binding the universe to Thee. Ere earth was made or time began, Or Christ of human flesh became, Thy love went forth on guilty man, For evermore" Thou art the same." 10 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 17 3 There's naught on earth that does not change: All things are shifting on the stream. Whatever comes within our range Seems just as fleeting as a dream. There is no rest but in Thy Word, No settled hope but in Thy Name; Root Thou our souls in Thee, O Lord, For" Thou art" evermore" the same." D. Thomas. 21 L. M.( 4 3.) Lo ORD of all being, throned afar, Thy glory flames from sun and star; Centre and soul of every sphere, Yet to each loving heart how near. 2 Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day; Star of our hope, Thy softening light Cheers the long watches of the night. 3 Our midnight is Thy smile withdrawn; Our noontide is Thy gracious dawn; Our rainbow arch, Thy mercy's sign; All, save the clouds of sin, are Thine. 4 Lord of all life, below, above, Whose light is truth, Whose warmth is love, Before Thy ever- blazing throne We ask no lustre of our own, 5 Grant us Thy truth to make us free, And kindly hearts that burn for Thee, Till all Thy living altars claim One holy light, one heavenly flame. 22 O. W. Holmes. 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 165 or 491.) МЕЕТ EET and right it is to sing, In every time and place, Glory to our heavenly King, The God of truth and grace; B 18 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. Join we then with sweet accord, All in one thanksgiving join; Holy, holy, holy Lord, Eternal praise be Thine! 2 Thee the first- born sons of light, In choral symphonies, Praise by day, day without night, And never, never cease: Angels and archangels all Praise the mystic Three in One, Sing, and pause, and gaze, and fall, O'erwhelmed before Thy throne. 3 Vying with that happy choir, Who chant Thy praise above, We on eagles' wings aspire, The wings of faith and love; Thee they sing with glory crowned, We extol the slaughtered Lamb; Lower if our voices sound, Our subject is the same. 4 Father, God, Thy love we praise, Which gave Thy Son to die; Jesus, full of truth and grace, Alike we glorify; rul Spirit, Comforter divine, 23 Praise by all to Thee be given; Till we in full chorus join, And earth is turned to heaven. C. Wesley. C. M.( 50 or 379.) Y God! how wonderful Thou art, How beautiful Thy mercy- seat, In depths of burning light! 2 How dread are Thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord! By prostrate spirits, day and night, Incessantly adored! HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 19 HW& 3 How beautiful, how beautiful, The sight of Thee must be; Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, And awful purity! 4 O how I fear Thee, living God! With deepest, tenderest fears; And worship Thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears. as 5 Yet may I love Thee, too, O Lord, Almighty as Thou art; For Thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. A 6 No earthly father loves like Thee, No mother half so mild Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done, With me Thy sinful child. 7 Father of Jesus, love's Reward! What rapture will it be, Prostrate before Thy throne to lie, And gaze, and gaze on Thee! 24 F. W. Faber. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) ROUND OUND the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple, and repeated Each to each th' alternate hymn:--" Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fulness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!" 2 Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels' cry, Holy, Holy, Holy," singing, " Lord of Hosts, the Lord most High. Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fulness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!" 66 20 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 3 With His seraph- train before Him, With His holy Church below, Thus conspire we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow::" Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fulness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!" 25 Su 2 3 4 THE 6.6.8.4.6.6.8.4.( 144.) THE God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above, Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love: Jehovah, Great I AM, I By earth and heaven confest; bow and bless the sacred name, For ever blest. R. Mant. The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command, From earth I rise, and seek the joys At His right hand: I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power, And Him my only portion make, My Shield and Tower. The God of Abraham praise, Whose all- sufficient grace Shall guide me all my happy days, In all my ways: He calls a worm His friend! He calls Himself my God! And He shall save me to the end, Through Jesu's blood. He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend; I shall on eagles' wings up- borne, To heaven ascend: HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 21 I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace For evermore! 5 6 Before the great Three- One His saints exulting stand, And tell the wonders He hath done, Through all the land: ba 8 The listening spheres attend, And swell the growing fame, And sing, in songs which never end, The wondrous Name! The God who reigns on high The great archangels sing, And" Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Almighty King! Who was, and is, the same, And evermore shall be! Jehovah! Father! Great I AM! We worship Thee!" 7 Before the Saviour's face The ransomed nations bow; O'erwhelmed at His almighty grace, For ever new: He shows His prints of love; They kindle to a flame, And sound, through all the worlds above, The slaughtered Lamb. A The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high; " Hail! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!" They ever cry: Hail! Abraham's God and mine! I join the heavenly lays; All might and majesty are Thine, And endless praise. T. Olivers. 22 26 2 3 4 HIS EXISTENCE, PERFECTIONS, AND PRAISE. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) THE Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high; The garments He assumes Are light and majesty; His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. The thunders of His hand Keep the wide world in awe; His wrath and justice stand To guard His holy law: And where His love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. Through all His mighty works Amazing wisdom shines, Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their dark designs: Strong is His arm, and shall fulfil His great decrees and sovereign will. And will this sovereign King Of glory condescend? And will He write His name, My Father and my Friend? I love His name, I love His word; Join all my powers to praise the Lord. I. Watts. 27 C. M.( 22 or 368.) THOUSANDS of thousands stand around Thy throne, O God most high! Ten thousand times ten thousand sound Thy praise- but who am I? 2 Thy brightness unto them appears, Whilst I Thy footsteps trace; A sound of God comes to my ears, But they behold Thy Face. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 3 How great a being, Lord, is Thine, Which doth all beings keep! Thy knowledge is the only line To sound so vast a deep. 4 Thy arm of might, most mighty King, Both rocks and hearts doth break: My God, Thou canst do everything But what should show Thee weak. 5 Most pure and holy are Thine eyes, Most holy is Thy Name; Thy saints, and laws, and penalties Thy holiness proclaim. 6 Great is Thy truth, and shall prevail To unbelievers' shame; Thy truth and years do never fail, Thou ever art the same. J. Mason. II. HIS WISDOM AND GOODNESS IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 28 7.7.7.7.( 119.) AY by day the manna fell; Still by constant mercy fed, Give me, Lord, my daily bread. 2 Day by day, the promise reads: Daily strength for daily needs; Cast foreboding fears away; Take the manna of to- day. 3 Lord, my times are in Thy hand; All my sanguine hopes have planned To Thy wisdom I resign, And would make Thy purpose mine. 23 4 Thou my daily task shalt givė: Day by day to Thee I live: 24 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. So shall added years fulfil, Not mine own- my Father's will. 5 Fond ambition, whisper not; Happy is my humble lot. Anxious, busy cares, away! I'm provided for to- day. 6 Oh! to live exempt from care By the energy of prayer; Strong in faith, with mind subdued, Yet elate with gratitude. J. Conder. 29 C. M.( 52 or 377.) ETERNAL Wisdom! Thee we praise, Thee, the creation sings; With Thy great name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky! How glorious to behold! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. 3 There Thou hast bid the globes of light 89 Their endless circles run; There the pale planet rules the night; The day obeys the sun. 4 If down I turn my wondering eyes On clouds and storms below, Those under regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. 5 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wondering sight, Through skies and seas and solid ground, With terror and delight. 6 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through Thy works abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the Builder God. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 7 But the mild glories of Thy grace Our softer passions move; Pity divine in Jesu's face We see, adore, and love. 1. Watts. 30 C. M.( 42 or 53.) YOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never- failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs, And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain. 25 W. Cowper. 31 L. M.( 81 or 80.) GOD YOD of my life, Whose gracious power Through varied depths my soul hath led, Or turned aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head; 26 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 2 In all my ways Thy hand I own, Thy ruling Providence I see: Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to Thee. 3 Oft hath the sea confessed Thy power, And given me back at Thy command; S It could not, Lord, my life devour, Safe in the hollow of Thine hand. 4 Oft from the margin of the grave Thou, Lord, hast lifted up my head, Sudden, I found Thee near to save; The fever owned Thy touch, and fled. 5 Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast? Secure within Thine arms to lie. And safe beneath Thy wings to rest. 6 I have no skill the snare to shun, But Thou, O Christ, my wisdom art! ever into ruin run, I But Thou art greater than my heart. 7 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known; Bring me, where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving Thee alone. 8 Enlarge my heart to make Thee room; Enter, and in me ever stay, The crooked then shall straight become, The darkness shall be lost in day. C. or J. Wesley. 32 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.( 168 or 489.) Go NOOD Thou art, and good Thou dost, Thy mercies reach to all, Chiefly those who on Thee trust, And for Thy mercy call; New they every morning are; As fathers when their children cry, Univ.- Bibl. Giessen 2 3 4 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. Us Thou dost in pity spare, And all our wants supply. Mercy o'er Thy works presides; Thy providence displayed Still preserves, and still provides For all Thy hands have made; Keeps with most distinguished care The man who on Thy love depends; Watches every numbered hair, And all his steps attends. and an Who can sound the depths unknown Of Thy redeeming grace? Grace that gave Thine only Son 2957111 To save a ruined race! Millions of transgressors poor Thou hast for Jesu's sake forgiven, Made them of Thy favour sure, 33 And snatched from hell to heaven. Millions more Thou ready art To save, and to forgive; Every soul and every heart de Of man Thou wouldst receive: Jed Father, now accept of mine, Which now, through Christ, I offer Thee; Tell me now, in love divine, That Thou hast pardoned me! 27 C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 417 or 113.) HE TEAVEN and earth, and sea and air, Still their Maker's praise declare; Thou, my soul, as loudly sing, To thy God thy praises bring. 2 See the sun his power awakes, As through clouds his glory breaks; See the moon and stars of light Praising God in stillest night. 28 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 3 See how God this rolling globe Swathes with beauty like a robe; Forests, fields, and living things, Each its Maker's glory sings. 4 Through the air Thy praises meet Birds are singing clear and sweet; Fire, and storm, and wind, Thy will As Thy ministers fulfil. 5 Ocean waves Thy glory tell, At Thy touch they sink and swell; From the well- spring to the sea, Rivers murmur, Lord, of Thee. 6 Ah! my God, what wonders lie Hid in Thine infinity! Stamp upon my inmost heart What I am, and what Thou art. 34 -J. Neander, tr. by J. D. Burns. C. M.( 52 or 34.) SING th' almighty power of God That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at His command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord That filled the earth with food; He formed the creatures with His word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye; If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky! 5 There's not a plant or flower below, But makes Thy glories known: CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 29 And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 28 By order from Thy throne. 6 Creatures, as numerous as they be, Are subject to Thy care; There's not a place where we can flee But God is present there. 7 His hand is my perpetual guard; He guides me with His eye: Why should I then forget the Lord, Who is for ever nigh? 35 I. Watts. 617 C. M.( 50 or 357-) L' IFT up to God the voice of praise, Whose breath our souls inspired; Loud and more loud the anthem raise, With grateful ardour fired. 2 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose tender care sustains Our feeble frame, encompassed round With death's unnumbered pains. 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose goodness, passing thought, Loads every minute as it flies With benefits unsought. 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise, From Whom salvation flows; Who sent His Son our souls to save From everlasting woes. 5 Lift up to God the voice of praise, For hope's transporting ray, That lights through darkest shades of death To realms of endless day. R. Wardlaw. 30 36 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 558.) Bal MOUNTAI TOUNTAINS, by the darkness hidden, Are as real as in the day; Be, then, unbelief forbidden In a dreary hour to say, " God hath left us; Oh! why hath He gone away?" 2 When He folds the clouds about Him, Firm within it stands His throne; Wherefore should His children doubt Him ,Those to whom His love is known? God is with us, We are never left alone. 3 Travellers at night, by fleeing, Cannot run into the day; God can lead the blind and seeing, On Him wait and for Him stay; Be not fearful, They who cannot sing can pray. 4 Oh! the bright, the vast creation Can be terrible and stern; From its stroke be no salvation, Though on every side we turn: Lord of nature, Then to Thee our spirits yearn. 5 Calm and blest is our composure, When the secret is possest, That our God, in full disclosure, Hath to us His heart exprest: Thou, O Saviour, Hast been given to make us blest. 6 Time and space, O Lord, that show Thee Oft in power veiling good, Are too vast for us to know Thee As our trembling spirits would: But in Jesus, yes, in Jesus, Father! Thou art understood. T. T. Lynch. 37 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 8.4.8.4.8.4.( 522.) Y God, I thank Thee, Who hast made MY The earth so bright, So full of splendour and of joy, Beauty and light; So many glorious things are here, Noble and right. 2 I thank Thee too, that Thou hast made Joy to abound; So many gentle thoughts and deeds Circling us round, That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found. 3 I thank Thee more that all our joy Is touched with pain; That shadows fall on brightest hours; That thorns remain: So that earth's bliss may be our guide, And not our chain.elt 4 I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept The best in store; We have enough, yet not too much, 08 To long for more: A yearning for a deeper peace Not known before. 5 I thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls, Though amply blest, Can never find, although they seek, A perfect rest; Nor ever shall, until they lean On Jesus' breast. 38 31 A. A. Procter. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 507.) 0 GIVE thanks to Him Who made Morning light and evening shade; Source and Giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food; 32 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. Quickener of our wearied powers; Guard of our unconscious hours. 2 O give thanks to Nature's King, Who made every breathing thing; His, our warm and sentient frame, His, the mind's immortal flame. O how close the ties that bind Spirits to the Eternal Mind! 3 O give thanks with heart and lip, For we are His workmanship; And all creatures are His care: Not a bird that cleaves the air Falls unnoticed; but who can Speak the Father's love to man! 4 O give thanks to Him Who came In a mortal, suffering frame- d Temple of the DeityCame for rebel man to die; In the path Himself hath trod, Leading back His saints to God. 39 J. Conder. C. M.( 22 or 32.) O GOD of Bethel, by Whose hand Thy are Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led! 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before Thy throne of grace; God of our fathers! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 O spread Thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 5 Such blessings from Thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore; And Thou shalt be our chosen God And portion evermore. P. Doddridge. 40 L. M.( 91.) THE Lord is King; lift up thy voice, ye From world to world the joy shall ring, The Lord Omnipotent is King. 2 The Lord is King; who then shall dare Resist His will, distrust His care, Or murmur at His wise decrees, Or doubt His royal promises. 3 The Lord is King; Child of the dust, The Judge of all the earth is just: Holy and true are all His ways; Let every creature speak His praise. 4 He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains; Your God is King, your Father reigns: And He is at the Father's side, The Man of Love, the Crucified. 5 Come, make your wants, your burdens known: He will present them at the Throne; And angel- bands are waiting there, His messages of love to bear. 6 Oh, when His wisdom can mistake, His might decay, His love forsake, Then may His children cease to sing, The Lord Omnipotent is King! 33 J. Conder. C 34 41 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. C. M.( 47 or 374.) THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 2 The works of God, above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found. 3 The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker's love, Wherewith encompassed, great and small In peace and order move. 4 One name, above all glorious names With its ten thousand tongues, The everlasting sea proclaims, Echoing angelic songs. 5 The raging fire, the roaring wind, Thy boundless power display: But in the gentler breeze we find Thy Spirit's viewless way. 6 Two worlds are ours:' tis only sin Forbids us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky. 7 Thou who hast given me eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee, And read Thee everywhere. J. Keble. 42 L. M.( 72.) THEY come, God's messengers of love, They come from realms of peace above, From homes of never- fading light, From heavenly mansions ever bright. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 2 They come to watch around us here, To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear; They come to beed us on our way; God willeth them with us to stay. 3 But chiefly at its journey's end ' Tis theirs the spirit to befriend, And whisper to the faithful heart, " O Christian soul, in peace depart." 66 4 Blest Jesus, Thou Whose groans and tears Have sanctified frail nature's fears, When to the earth in sorrow weighed, Thou didst not scorn Thine angels' aid. 5 An angel- guard to us supply, When on the bed of death we lie; And in Thine own Almighty Arms O shield us in the last alarms. 6 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, From all above, and all below, Let joyful praise unceasing flow. 43 R. Campbell. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 605.) THOU THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see! Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee: Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine. 2 When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze 35 Through golden vistas into heaven: Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine. 3 When night with wings of starry gloom O'ershadows all the earth and skies, 36 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. Like some dark beauteous bird whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes; That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are Thine. 4 When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh, And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye ,Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine. T. Moore. 44 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 479.) E cannot find Thee out, Lord, All Nature and Thy full Word, Reveal Thee but in part. The drops that swell the ocean, The sands that girt the shore, To measure Thy duration, Their numbers have no power. 2 Thy nature is the mystery In which all thoughts are lost; Archangels wonder at Thee Through heaven's unnumbered host; Unbounded is Thine essence, All space is full of Thee, And' tis Thy blessed presence That suns immensity. 3 Thy works, O God, are wondrous, So vast and yet so small, Worlds in bright skies beyond us, And atoms on this ball. In all there is a meaning Beyond the reach of sage, Something inside the seeming Which mortals cannot gauge. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 4 Thy providence is vast, Lord, Controlling good and ill; ' Tis Thine own almighty Word Works out Thy sov'reign Will. All good proceedeth from Thee, As sunbeams from the sun; All evils fall before Thee, Thy will through all is done. 5 Darkness enfolds Thy footway, Thy path is in the sea; Strive we may through endless day In vain to follow Thee. But though we cannot trace Thee, We know Thy ways are love; We'll trust until we meet Thee In sunny worlds above. In D. Thomas. 45 C. M.( 377.) WMy rising soul surveys, THEN all Thy mercies, O my God, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From Whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 37 4 Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, It gently cleared my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be feared than they. 5 When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou With health renewed my face, And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, Revived my soul with grace. 38 6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a thankful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 7 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue, And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 8 Through all eternity to Thee A joyful song I'll raise; But oh! eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise. J. Addison. III. HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 46 C. M.( 56.) BEGIN, my soul, some heavenly theme; Awake, my voice, and sing The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness, And sound His power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of His grace, And the performing God. 3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, For wretched, dying men: His hand hath writ the sacred word With an immortal pen. 4 Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines; Nor can the powers of darkness rase Those everlasting lines. 5 His every word of grace is strong As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 6 Now shall my fainting heart rejoice To know Thy favour sure: I trust the all- creating voice, And faith desires no more. 47 I. Watts. C. M.( 50 or 24.) FA ATHER, how wide Thy glory shines, How high Thy wonders rise! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power, Their motions speak Thy skill; And on the wings of every hour, We read Thy patience still. 3 Part of Thy name divinely stands On all Thy creatures writ; They show the labour of Thy hands, Or impress of Thy feet. 4 But when we view Thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms; 5 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. 6 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains! Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 70 may I bear some humble part In that immortal song! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 39 I. Watts. 40 48 HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. L. M.( 97 or 100.) FATHER, Whose everlasting love Whose grace to all did freely move, And sent Him down the world to save; 2 Help us Thy mercy to extol, Immense, unfathomed, unconfined; To praise the Lamb Who died for all, The general Saviour of mankind. 3 Thy undistinguishing regard Was cast on Adam's fallen race; For all Thou hast in Christ prepared Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. 4 The world He suffered to redeem; For all He hath th' atonement made; For those that will not come to Him The ransom of His life was paid. 5 Why then, Thou universal Love, Should any of Thy grace despair? To all, to all, Thy heart doth move, But straitened in ourselves we are. 6 Arise, O God, maintain Thy cause! The fulness of the Gentiles call; Lift up the standard of Thy cross, And all shall own Thou diedst for all. C. or J. Wesley. 49 7.7.7.7.( 108.) YLORY be to God on high, J God Whose glory fills the sky; Peace on earth to man forgiven, Man, the well- beloved of heaven. 2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King, Thee we now presume to sing; Glad, thine attributes confess, Glorious all, and numberless. O HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 3 Hail, by all Thy works adored! Hail, the everlasting Lord! Thee with thankful hearts we prove God of power, and God of love. 4 Christ our Lord and God we own, Christ, the Father's only Son, Lamb of God for sinners slain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world's atonement, Thou! Jesus, in Thy name we pray, Take, oh take, our sins away! 6 Powerful advocate with God Justify us by Thy blood; Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world's atonement, Thou! 7 Hear, for Thou, O Christ, alone Art with God the Father one, One the Holy Ghost with Thee, One supreme, eternal Three. C. or J. Wesley. 50 L. M.( 69.) YOD of my life, through all my days, 41 My song shall wake with opening light, And cheer the dark and silent night. praise; 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 4 But oh! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to earth no more, 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 42 5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo through the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round the throne. 51 6 The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul shall live: A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity. 2 3 HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 4 With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! 5 P. Doddridge. S. M( 352.) RACE,' tis a charming sound, ear; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. Grace taught my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. Grace taught my soul to pray, And made my eyes o'erflow; And when I sought, to me did say, In peace, poor sinner, go! Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well eserv the praise. 08 P. Doddridge. 52 HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) CREAT God of wonders! all Thy ways GR Are matchless, God- like, and divine; But the fair glories of Thy grace More God- like and unrivalled shine: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 2 Such deep transgressions to forgive, Such guilty, daring worms to spare; This is Thy grand prerogative, And none shall in the honour share: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 3 Angels and men, resign your claim, To pity, mercy, love, and grace; These glories crown Jehovah's name With an incomparable blaze: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 4 In wonder lost, with trembling joy We take the pardon of our God; Pardon for crimes of deepest dye; A pardon bought with Jesus' blood: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? 43 5 Oh, may this strange, this matchless grace, This God- like miracle of love, Fill the wide earth with grateful praise, And all the angelic choirs above: Who is a pardoning God like Thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? S. Davies. 53 C. M.( 42 or 376.) INFINITE, unexhausted Love! Jesus and Love are one! If still to me Thy bowels move, They are restrained to none. 44 Sa 2 What shall I do my God to love? My loving God to praise? The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth of sovereign grace? HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 3 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfined: From age to age it never ends; It reaches all mankind. 4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity; So wide, it never passed by one, Or it had passed by me. 5 My trespass was grown up to heaven; But far above the skies, ber In Christ abundantly forgiven, I see Thy mercies rise. 6 The depth of all- redeeming love What angel- tongue can tell? O may I to the utmost prove The gift unspeakable! 7 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take Possession of Thine own; My longing heart vouchsafe to make Thine everlasting throne! 8 Assert Thy claim, maintain Thy right, Come quickly from above, And sink me to perfection's height, The depth of humble love. C. or J. Wesley. 54 L. M.( 61.) LOVE of God, how strong and true! Eternal and yet ever new; Uncomprehended and unbought, Beyond all knowledge and all thought. 0 2 O love of God, how deep and great! Far deeper than man's deepest hate: HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. Self- fed, self- kindled, like the light Changeless, eternal, infinite. 3 O heavenly love, how precious still, In days of weariness and ill! In nights of pain and helplessness, To heal, to comfort, and to bless. 4 O wide- embracing, wondrous love! We read thee in the sky above; We read thee in the earth below, In seas that swell and streams that flow. 5 We read thee best in Him Who came To bear for us the cross of shame; Sent by the Father from on high, Our life to live, our death to die. 6 We read thy power to bless and save E'en in the darkness of the grave; Still more in resurrection light We read the fulness of thy might. 70 love of God! our shield and stay Through all the perils of our way; Eternal love, in thee we rest, For ever safe, for ever blest! 55 H. Bonar. C. M.( 376.) DRAISE to the Holiest in the height, And in the depth be praise; In all His words most wonderful, Most sure in all His ways! 2 Oh, loving wisdom of our God! When all was sin and shame, A second Adam to the fight And to the rescue came. 3 Oh, wisest love! that flesh and blood, Which did in Adam fail, Should strive afresh against their foe, Should strive and should prevail! Univ.- Bibl. Giessen 45 46 4 And that a higher gift than grace Should flesh and blood refine, God's presence, and His very Self, And essence all- divine! HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 5 Oh, generous love! that He, Who smote In man for man the foe, The double agony in man For man should undergo; 6 And in the garden secretly, And on the Cross on high, Should teach His brethren and inspire To suffer and to die! J. H. Newman. C. M.( 28 or 360, without chorus.) ALVATION! O the joyful sound! 56 A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears! Glory, honour, praise, and power, Be unto the Lamb for ever: Jesus Christ is our Redeemer. Hallelujah! hallelujah! Hallelujah! praise the Lord! 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay; But we arise, by grace Divine, To see a heavenly day. Glory, honour,& c. 3 Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound! Glory, honour,& c. 4 Salvation! O Thou bleeding Lamb, To Thee the praise belongs; 57 HIS GRACE IN REDEMPTION. 58 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. Glory, honour,& c. I. Watts. C. M.( 368 or 56.) THY THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear; That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. 3 Thy goodness and Thy truth to me, To every soul, abound: A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drowned. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. 5 Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are, A rock that cannot move! A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 47 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the truth of God remains, d The goodness must endure. C. Wesley. C. M.( 55.) THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess, Thy goodness we adore: A spring, whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore. 48 2 Sun, moon, and stars, Thy love attest, In every cheerful ray: Love draws the curtains of the night, And love restores the day. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 3 Thy bounty every season crowns, With all the bliss it yields; With joyful clusters bend the vines, With harvests wave the fields. 4 But chiefly Thy compassions, Lord, Are in the Gospel seen: There, like the sun, Thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. 5 Thy Son, Thy noblest, choicest gift, Was from Thy bosom sent To bear from off a sinking world Its load of punishment. 6 Ours is the life, the glory ours, And His the death and shame; Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy, Are published in His name. 59 T. Gibbons. III. OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. I. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. C. M.( 37 or 373.) ALL hail the power of Jesus' name! fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all. 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, Who from His altar call; Extol the Stem of Jesse's Rod, And crown Him Lord of all. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 60 3 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the Fall, Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty_ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall, Join in the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 438.) T the name of Jesus AT Every knee shall bow, Every tongue confess Him King of glory now. ' Tis the Father's pleasure We should call Him Lord, Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word:2 Mighty and mysterious In the highest height, God from everlasting, Very Light of light. In the Father's bosom, With the Spirit blest, Love, in love Eternal, E. Perronet. Rest, in perfect rest. 3 At His voice creation Sprang at once to sight, All the angel faces, All the hosts of light; 49 D 50 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. Thrones and dominations, Stars upon their way, All the heavenly orders In their great array. 4 Humbled for a season, To receive a Name From the lips of sinners Unto whom He came. Faithfully He bore it Spotless to the last, Brought it back victorious, When from death He passed. 5 Bore it up triumphant With its human light, Through all ranks of creatures, To the central height; To the Throne of Godhead, To the Father's breast, Filled it with the glory Of that perfect rest. 6[ In your hearts enthrone Him; There let Him subdue All that is not holy, All that is not true: Crown Him as your Captain In temptation's hour, Let His will enfold you In its light and power.] 7 Brothers, this Lord Jesus Shall return again, With His Father's glory, With His angel- train; For all wreaths of empire Meet upon His brow, And our hearts confess Him King of glory now. Caroline M. Noel, 61 S. M.( 19 or 345.) Of Moses and the Lamb, Wake every heart and every tongue bold To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of His dying love; Sing of His rising power; Sing how He intercedes above For those whose sins He bore. Sing, till we feel our hearts Ascending with our tongues; Sing, till the love of sin departs, And grace inspires our songs. Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners, sing; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, th' eternal King. Soon shall ye hear Him say, Ye blessèd children, come; Soon will He call you hence away, And take His wanderers home. There shall each raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim: And sing in sweeter notes the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 3 4 5 6 62 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. Variation from William Hammond, by Martin Madan. C. M.( 46 or 55.) BEHOLD DEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, Amidst His Father's throne. Prepare new honours for His Name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at His feet, The Church adore around, With vials full of odours sweet, And harps of sweetest sound. 51 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 52 3 Now to the Lamb that once was slain Be endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy remain For ever on Thy head. 9745 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast set the prisoners free: Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with Thee. 5 The worlds of nature and of grace Are put beneath Thy power; Then shorten these delaying days, And bring the promised hour. 63 I. Watts. C. M.( 29 or 30.) COME NOME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the Throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2" Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus!" " Worthy the Lamb!" our lips reply, " For He was slain for us.' 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine; 10 And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever Thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise. 5 The whole Creation join in one, To bless the sacred Name Of Him that sits upon the Throne, And to adore the Lamb. I. Watts. 64 N 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. S. M.( 12.) ROWN Him with many crowns, Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own: Awake, my soul, and sing Of Him Who died for thee, And hail Him as thy matchless King Through all eternity. Crown Him the Virgin's son, The God Incarnate born, Whose arm those crimson trophies won Which now His brow adorn: Fruit of the mystic Rose, True branch of Jesse's stem; The Root whence mercy ever flows, The Babe of Bethlehem. Crown Him the Lord of love; Behold His hands and side, Those wounds yet visible above In beauty glorified: 53 No angel in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his wondering eye At mysteries so bright. Crown Him the Lord of peace, Whose power a sceptre sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, And all be prayer and praise: His reign shall know no end, And round His piercèd feet, Fair flowers of paradise extend Their fragrance ever sweet. Crown Him the Lord of heaven, One with the Father known, And the blest Spirit through Him given From yonder Triune throne: 54 10 65 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou hast died for me: Thy praise and glory shall not fail Throughout eternity. M. Bridges. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) ERE RE God had built the mountains, Or raised the fruitful hills; Before He filled the fountains That feed the running rills; In ME, from everlasting, The wonderful I AM Found pleasures never wasting; And Wisdom is My name. 2 When, like a tent to dwell in, He spread the skies abroad, And swathed about the swelling Of ocean's mighty flood; He wrought by weight and measure; And I was with Him then: Myself the Father's pleasure, And Mine, the sons of men. 3 Thus Wisdom's words discover Thy glory and Thy grace, Thou everlasting Lover Of our unworthy race: Thy gracious eye surveyed us, Ere stars were seen above; In wisdom Thou hast made us, And died for us in love. De 4 And couldst Thou be delighted With creatures such as we ,Who, when we saw Thee, slighted And nailed Thee to a tree? Unfathomable wonder, And mystery divine! The voice that speaks in thunder Says,-Sinner, I am thine! W. Cowper. 66 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 172.) OR the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies, 301 Christ, our God, to Thee we raise, This our sacrifice of praise! 2 For the wonder of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light, Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise! 3 For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above, Pleasures pure and undefiled, Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise! 4 For each perfect gift of Thine To our race so freely given, Graces human and Divine, Flowers of earth and buds of heaven, Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise! 5 For Thy Church that evermore Lifteth holy hands above, Offering up on every shore Her pure sacrifice of love, Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise! 67 F. S. Pierpont. L. M.( 68.) 10, worship at Immanuel's feet; 88 Earth is too narrow to express His worth, His glory, or His grace! 55 meet; HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 56 2 The whole creation can afford But some faint shadows of my Lord; Nature, to make His beauties known, Must mingle colours not her own. CHING TOOT 101 3 Oh! let me climb those higher skies Where storms and darkness never rise! There He displays His powers abroad, And shines and reigns, th' incarnate God. 4 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven His full resemblance bears: His beauties we can never trace, Till we behold Him face to face. 68 I. Watts. C. M.( 38 or 22.) ESUS, I love Thy charming name; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust; Jewels, to Thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In Thee most richly meet; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Oh, may Thy grace still cheer my heart, And shed its fragrance there;The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of Thy Name With my last labouring breath; When speechless clasp me in Thy arms, My joy in life and death. P. Doddridge. 69 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. C. M.( 357 or 374.) ESUS, these eyes have never seen T The veil of sense hangs dark between Thy blessèd face and mine. 2 I see Thee not, I hear Thee not, Yet art Thou oft with me; And earth has ne'er so dear a spot, As where I meet with Thee. 70 3 Like some bright dream, that comes unsought, When slumbers o'er me roll, Thine image ever fills my thought, And charms my ravished soul. 4 Yea, though I have not seen, and still Must rest in faith alone, I love Thee, dearest Lord, and will, Unseen but not unknown. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, And still this throbbing heart; The rending veil shall Thee reveal, All- glorious as Thou art. Ray Palmer. C. M.( 25 or 50.) JEST ESUS, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, O Saviour of mankind! 57 30 hope of every contrite heart! O joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek! 58 4 But what to those who find? Ah, thisNor tongue nor pen can show: The love of Jesus- what it is None but His loved ones know. 5 O Jesus, Light of all below! Thou Fount of life and fire! Surpassing all the joys we know, And all we can desire! HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 6 Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our crown wilt be; Jesus, be Thou our glory now, And through eternity. 71 Bernard, tr. by E. Caswall. C. M.( 31 or 24.) SECOND PART. JESUS, King most wonderful! Thou Conqueror renowned! Thou Sweetness most ineffable! In Whom all joys are found! 2 When once Thou visitest the heart, Then truth begins to shine, Then earthly vanities depart, Then wakens love divine. 3 Jesus! Thy mercies are untold Through each returning day; Thy love exceeds a thousandfold Whatever we can say. 4 May every heart confess Thy name, And ever Thee adore; And, seeking Thee, itself inflame To seek Thee more and more. 5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless, Thee may we love alone, And ever in our lives express The image of Thine own. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 6 Grant me, while here on earth I stay, Thy love to feel and know; And when from hence I pass away, To me Thy glory show. 72 Bernard, tr. by E. Caswall. L. M.( 69 or 100.) ESUS, Thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress; Midst flaming worlds in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 Bold shall I stand in Thy great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully absolved through these I am, From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, Which at the mercy- seat of God For ever doth for sinners plead, For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 4 Lord, I believe, were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made. 59 5 When from the dust of death I rise, To claim my mansion in the skies, E'en then this shall be all my plea, Jesus hath lived, hath died, for me. 6 Jesus, be endless praise to Thee, Whose boundless mercy hath for me, For me, and all Thy hands have made, An everlasting ransom paid. 70 let the dead now hear Thy voice, Now bid Thy banished ones rejoice, Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness! Zinzendorf, tr. by J. Wesley. 60 73 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569 or 57c.) AMB of God! our souls adore Thee LA While upon Thy face we gaze; There the Father's love and glory Shine in all their brightest rays; Thine almighty power and wisdom, All creation's works proclaim; Heaven and earth, alike, confess Thee, As the ever great" I AM." 2 Lamb of God! Thy Father's bosom by Fou Ever was Thy dwelling- place; His delight, in Him rejoicing, One with Him in power and grace. O what wondrous love and mercy! Thou didst lay Thy glory by, And for us didst come from heaven As the Lamb of God to die. 3 Lamb of God! when we behold Thee Lowly in the manger laid; Wandering, as a homeless stranger, In the world Thy hands had made; When we see Thee in the garden, In Thine agony of blood, At Thy grace we are confoundedHoly, spotless Lamb of God! 4 When we see Thee as the victim, Bound to the accursèd tree, For our guilt and folly stricken, All our judgment borne by Thee, Lord, we own, with hearts adoring, Thou hast loved us unto blood; Glory, glory everlasting, Be to Thee, Thou Lamb of God! J. G. Deck. 74 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 8.7.8.7.8.7.( 564.) M₁ IGHTY God, while angels bless Thee, May a mortal sing Thy name? Lord of men, as well as angels, Thou art every creature's theme. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! 2[ Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days, Sounded through the wide creation Be Thy just and lawful praise. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen!] 3 For the grandeur of Thy natureGrand beyond a seraph's thought; For created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! 4 For Thy providence that governs Through Thine empire's wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow; Blessèd be Thy gentle reign. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! 61 5 But Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Dark through brightness all along, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who dare sing that awful song? Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! 6[ Brightness of the Father's glory? Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence, Sing the Lord Who came to die. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen!] 62 7 From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives ,Flow, my praise, for ever flow. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 8 Re- ascend, immortal Saviour, Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne, Thence return and reign for ever, Be the kingdom all Thine own. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Amen! R. Robinson. 75 L. M.( 80.) NOW, raise; in a song of grateful praise, With all Thy saints I'll join to tell, My Jesus hath done all things well. 2 My soul, with joy His power confess; His wisdom all His works express; But, oh, His love, what tongue can tell? My Jesus hath done all things well. 3 How great, and how divinely free, Has been the love that found out me! Which plucked me from the jaws of hell: My Jesus hath done all things well. 4 And since my soul hath known His love, What mercies hath He made me prove! Mercies which do all praise excel: My Jesus hath done all things well. 5 Soon shall I pass the vale of death, And in His arms shall lose my breath; Yet then my happy soul shall tell, My Jesus hath done all things well. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 76 6 And when to that bright world I rise, And join the anthems in the skies, Above the rest this note shall swell, My Jesus hath done all things well. S. Medley. C. M.( 56 or 57.) FOR 0 a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, od W To spread through all the earth abroad The honours of Thy name. 3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; ' Tis music in the sinner's ears, ' Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, He sets the prisoner free; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive, The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, The humble poor believe. 6 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. 63 7 Look unto Him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace. 8 See all your sins on Jesus laid: The Lamb of God was slain, 64 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. 9 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven. C. or J. Wesley. 77 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 241 or 610.) ar O Who would not give his heart to Thee? Who would not love Thee with his might! O Jesus, Lover of mankind, Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to Thee unite? 2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays; Before th' insufferable blaze Angels with both wings veil their eyes; Yet free as air Thy bounty streams H On all Thy works; Thy mercy's beams Diffusive as Thy sun's arise. 3 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure still Thou sweetly orderest all that is: And yet Thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with Thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 4 Fountain of good! all blessing flows From Thee; no want Thy fulness knows; What but Thyself canst Thou desire? Yes; self- sufficient as Thou art, fo Thou dost desire my worthless heart; This, only this, dost Thou require. 5 O God, of good th' unfathomed sea! Who would not give his heart to Thee? Who would not love Thee with his might! HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. O Jesus, Lover of mankind, Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to Thee unite? Scheffler, tr. by J. Wesley. 78 L. M.( 393.) 0 LOVE, how deep! how broad! how high! It fills the heart with ecstasy, That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form for mortal's sake. 2 He sent no angel to our race Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame Himself, and to this lost world came. 3 For us He was baptized, and bore His holy fast, and hungered sore; For us temptations sharp He knew; For us the tempter overthrew. 4 For us He prayed, for us He taught, For us His daily works He wrought; By words, and signs, and actions, thus Still seeking not Himself but us. 5 For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed, He bore the shameful cross and death; For us at length gave up His breath. 65 6 For us He rose from death again, For us He went on high to reign, For us He sent His Spirit here To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 7 To Him Whose boundless love has won Salvation for us through His Son, To God the Father, glory be Both now and through eternity. From the Latin, tr. by J. M. Neale. E 66 79 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474 or 477.) SAVIOUR, precious Saviour, 0 O Name of might and favour, All other names above: di wa We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing; We praise Thee, and confess Thee Our holy Lord and King! 2 O Bringer of Salvation, Who wondrously hast wrought, Thyself the revelation Of love beyond our thought: We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing; We praise Thee, and confess Thee Our gracious Lord and King! 3 In Thee all fulness dwelleth, All grace and power Divine; The glory that excelleth, O Son of God, is Thine: We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing; We praise Thee, and confess Thee Our glorious Lord and King! 4 O grant the consummation Of this our song above, In endless adoration, And everlasting love: Then shall we praise and bless Thee, Where perfect praises ring, And evermore confess Thee Our Saviour and our King! F. R. Havergal. 80 81 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.( Peculiar, 244) THIS God is Our faithful, unchangeable Friend; Whose love is as great as His power, And knows neither measure nor end. ' Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home; We'll praise Him for all that is past, And trust Him for all that's to come. J. Hart. 8.6.8.6.8.8.( 195.) THOU art the Everlasting Word, The Father's only Son; God, manifestly seen and heard, And Heaven's belovèd One. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. In Thee, most perfectly expressed, The Father's glories shine: Of the full Deity possessed, Eternally divine. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. 3 True Image of the Infinite, Whose Essence is concealed; Brightness of Uncreated Light; The heart of God revealed. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. 67 4 But the high mysteries of Thy name An angel's grasp transcend: The Father only- glorious claimThe Son can comprehend. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. 68 HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 5 Yet loving Thee, on whom His love 08 Ineffable doth rest, Thy glorious worshippers above, As one with Thee, are blest. Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. 6 Throughout the universe of bliss, The centre Thou, and sun; Th' eternal theme of praise is this, To Heaven's belovèd One:Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou, That every knee to Thee should bow. J. Conder. 82 L. M.( 99.) THAT equal honour shall we bring WHAT To Thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to Thy name? 2 Worthy is He that once was slain, The Prince of Peace that groaned and died Worthy to rise and live and reign At His Almighty Father's side. 3 Power and dominion are His due Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar; Wisdom belongs to Jesus, too, Though He was charged with madness her 4 All riches are His native right, Yet He sustained amazing loss; To Him ascribe eternal might, Who left His weakness on the cross. 5 Honour immortal must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn; While glory shines around His head, And a bright crown without a thorn. HIS GODHEAD AND PRAISE. 83 6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men; Let angels sound His sacred name, And every creature say, Amen. 5.5.5.5.6.5.6.5.( 121.) YE servants of God, Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name: The name all- victorious Of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. 69 2 The waves of the sea Have lift up their voice, Sore troubled that we In Jesus rejoice; The floods they are roaring, But Jesus is here; While we are adoring, He always is near. 3 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save; And still He is nigh, His presence we have; The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus our King. 4" Salvation to God Who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, And honour the Son; Our Jesus's praises The angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. I. Watts. 70 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 84 5 Then let us adore, Pan And give Him His right, All glory and power, All wisdom and might, All honour and blessing, With angels above, And thanks never- ceasing, And infinite love. C. or J. Wesley. II. HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 7.7.7.7.( 109.) HRIST, of all my hopes the ground! Still in Thee may I be found, Still for Thee my powers employ. 2 Let Thy love my heart inflame, Keep Thy fear before my sight, Be Thy praise my highest aim, Be Thy smile my chief delight! 3 When affliction clouds my sky, And the wintry tempests blow, Let Thy mercy- beaming eye Sweetly cheer the night of woe. 4 When new triumphs of Thy name Swell the raptured songs above, May I feel a kindred flame, Full of zeal, and full of love! 5 Life's best joy, to see Thy praise Fly on wings of gospel light, Leading on millennial days, Scattering all the shades of night! 6 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, Freely from Thy fulness give; Till I close my earthly race, May I prove it" Christ to live!" HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 7 When, with wasting sickness worn, Sinking to the grave I lie, Or, by sudden anguish torn, Startled nature dreads to die; 8 Jesus, my redeeming Lord, Be Thou then in mercy near! Let Thy smile of love afford Full relief from all my fear. 9 Firmly trusting in Thy blood, Nothing shall my heart confound; Safely shall I pass the flood, Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 10 When I touch the blessèd shore, Back the closing waves shall roll; Death's dark stream shall never more Part from Thee my ravished soul. 11 Thus, O thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky; Having known it" Christ to live," Let me find it" gain to die!" R. Wardlaw. 85 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174.) YOD the Father's only Son, Yet with Him in glory One, One in wisdom, one in might, Absolute and Infinite: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Thou art Lord and God to me. 2 Preacher of eternal peace, Christ, anointed to release ,, Setting wide the dungeon door Unto sinners chained before: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Prophet sent from God to me. 3 Low in sad Gethsemane, High on dreadful Calvary, 71 72 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. In the garden, on the cross, Making good our utter loss: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Priest and Sacrifice for me. 4 Ruler of Thy ransomed race, And Protector by Thy grace, Leader in the way we wend, And Rewarder at the end: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Christ, the King of kings to me. 86 UT of 5 Light revealed through clouds of pain That the blind might see again; Love, content in death to lie, That the dead might never die: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Light, and Love, and Life to me. 6 All that I am fain to know, While I watch and wait below; All that I would find above, All of everlasting love: Jesus! I believe in Thee, Thou art all in all to me. S. J. Stone. C. M.( 368.) HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a ear! fond It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear! 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; ' Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name! the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding- place, My never- failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend; My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 87 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But, when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 6 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy name Refresh my soul in death. J. Newton. C. M.( 28 or 36.) IMMORTAL Love, for ever full, For ever shared, for ever whole, A never- ebbing sea! 2 Our outward lips confess the Name All other names above; Love only knoweth whence it came, And comprehendeth love. 3 We may not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down: In vain we search the lowest deeps, For Him no depths can drown. 4 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is He; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. 73 5 The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. 6 Through Him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame, 74 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 88 The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His name. 70 Lord and Master of us all, Whate'er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine. J. G. Whittier. avec. M.( 375.) C. SECOND PART. LORD and Master of us all! Whate'er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine. 2 Thou judgest us: Thy purity Doth all our lusts condemn; The love that draws us nearer Thee Is hot with wrath to them. 3 Our thoughts lie open to Thy sight; And, naked to Thy glance, Our secret sins are in the light Of Thy pure countenance 4 Yet, weak and blinded though we be, Thou dost our service own; We bring our varying gifts to Thee, And Thou rejectest none. 5 To Thee our full humanity, Its joys and pains belong; The wrong of man to man on Thee Inflicts a deeper wrong. 6 Deep strike Thy roots, O heavenly Vine, Within our earthly sod, Most human and yet most divine, The flower of man and God. J. G. Whittier. C. M.( 32.) THIRD PART. E faintly hear, we dimly see, we pray; But, dim or clear, we own in Thee The Light, the Truth, the Way! 2 Apart from Thee all gain is loss, All labour vainly done; The solemn shadow of Thy Cross Is better than the sun. 3 Alone, O Love ineffable! 89 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. Thy saving Name is given; To turn aside from Thee is hell, To walk with Thee is heaven! 4 Our Friend, our Brother, and our Lord, What may Thy service be? Nor name, nor form, nor ritual word, But simply following Thee. 90 5 Thy litanies, sweet offices Of love and gratitude; Thy sacramental liturgies The joy of doing good. 6 The heart must ring Thy Christmas bells, Thy inward altars raise, Its faith and hopes Thy canticles, And its obedience praise! J. G. Whittier. 75 L. M.( 83 or 91.) JESUS, my All, to Heaven is gone, He that I placed my hopes upon; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till Him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go; for all the paths are peace. 76 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned, because I found it not; 98 At length I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul, I am the Way." HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 4 Lo! glad I come: and thou, blest Lamb! Shalt take me to Thee, as I am: Nothing but sin I Thee can give, Nothing but love shall I receive. 5 Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found: I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say" Behold the way to God!" J. Cennick. 91 7.6.7.6.7.7.( 470.) JESUS, Sun and Shield art Thou, Sun and for ever! Never canst Thou cease to shine, Cease to guard us, never! Cheer our steps as on we go, Come between us and the foe. 2 Jesus, Bread and Wine art Thou, Wine and Bread for ever! Never canst Thou cease to feed Or refresh us, never! Feed us still on bread divine, Drink we still this heavenly wine! 3 Jesus, Love and Life art Thou, Life and Love for ever! Ne'er to quicken shalt Thou cease, Or to love us never. All of life and love we need Is in Thee, in Thee indeed. 4 Jesus, Peace and Joy art Thou, Joy and peace for ever! Joy that fades not, changes not, Peace that leaves us never. HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 92 Joy and peace we have in Thee, Now and through eternity. 5 Jesus, Song and Strength art Thou, Strength and Song for ever! Strength that never can decay, Song that ceaseth never. Still to us this strength and song Through eternal days prolong. C. M.( 29 or 31.) JESUS! the name high over all, In or or sky, Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly. 2 Jesus! the name to sinners dear, The name to sinners given; It scatters all their guilty fear, It turns their hell to heaven. 3 Jesus! the prisoner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head; Power into strengthless souls it speaks, And life into the dead. H. Bonar. 40 that the world might taste and see The riches of His grace! The arms of love that compass me Would all mankind embrace. 5 His only righteousness I show, His saving truth proclaim, ' Tis all my business here below To cry," Behold the Lamb!" 77 6 Happy, if with my latest breath may but gasp His name; Preach Him to all, and cry in death, " Behold, behold the Lamb!" C. Wesley. 78 93 2 3 4 5 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore; All are too mean to speak His worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 139 or 453.) TOIN all the glorious names power, 6 But oh! what gentle terms, What condescending ways, Doth our Redeemer use, To teach His heavenly grace! Mine eyes with joy and wonder see What forms of love He bears for me! Arrayed in mortal flesh, He like an Angel stands, And holds the promises And pardons in His hands; Commissioned from His Father's throne To make His grace to mortals known. Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless Thy name; By Thee the joyful news Of our salvation came; The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside: His powerful Blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. My dear Almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy sceptre and Thy sword, Thy reigning grace, I sing: HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 94 Thine is the power: behold I sit In willing bonds before Thy feet! Now let my soul arise, 7 And tread the Tempter down; My Captain leads me forth To conquest and a crown: A feeble saint shall win the day, Though death and hell obstruct the way. I. Watts. 79 de 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 572.) L IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Come, and by Thy love's revealing Dissipate the clouds beneath: The new heaven and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise, Scattering all the night of nature, Pouring day upon our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing; Life and joy Thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor, benighted heart: Come, and manifest the favour God hath for our ransomed race; Come, Thou universal Saviour, Come, and bring the Gospel grace. 3 Save us in Thy great compassion, O Thou mild, pacific Prince; Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pardon of our sins: By Thy all- restoring merit Every burdened soul release; Every weary, wandering spirit, Guide into Thy perfect peace. C. Wesley. 80 95 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 472 or 479.) JESUS, ever present, O O Shepherd, ever kind, Thy very name is music To ear, and heart, and mind. It woke my wondering childhood To muse on things above; It drew my harder manhood With cords of mighty love. 2 How oft to sure destruction My feet had gone astray, Wert Thou not, patient Shepherd, The Guardian of my way. How oft in darkness fallen, And wounded sore by sin, Thy hand has gently raised me, And healing balm poured in. 30 Shepherd good, I follow Wherever Thou wilt lead; No matter where the pasture With Thee at hand to feed. Thy voice, in life so mighty, In death shall make me bold: O bring my ransomed spirit To Thine eternal fold. L. Tuttiett. 96 8.7.8.7.8.8.( 578 or 720.) To God's dear children given; A solace in their weariness, A foretaste of their heaven: To every mourning, anxious breast, It whispers everlasting rest. 2 No name has such a power as this To heal the broken- hearted, HIS NAMES AND TITLES. And point the soul to realms of bliss O'er earthly hopes departed; To fill us with adoring love, To fit us for the joys above. 3 No name like this can soothe our fears, When sin or Satan rages; The fount of life through endless years, Which human grief assuages: A fountain ever full and free, Which flowed and flows from Calvary. 4 No name like this can raise the weak, By guilt and woe dejected; Or turn the prodigals to seek Their Father, long neglected: It bids their dark misgivings cease, And points them to a home of peace. 5 Jesus! I love Thy charming name, All other names transcending; My only, all- sufficient claim, 97 To glory never ending; My passport to those realms above, Where all extol Thy boundless love. J. Graham. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) From twilight dawn to perfect day, Shine Thou before the shadows fall That lead our wandering feet astray; At morn and eve Thy radiance pour, That youth may love, and age adore. 81 80 20 Way! through Whom our souls draw near To yon eternal home of Where perfect love shall cast out fear, peace, And earth's vain toil and wandering cease; In strength or weakness may we see Our heavenward path, O Lord, through Thee. F 82 30 Truth! before Whose shrine we bow, Thou priceless pearl for all who seek, To Thee our earliest strength we vow, HIS NAMES AND TITLES. Thy love will bless the pure and meek; When dreams or mists beguile our sight, Turn Thou our darkness into light. 4 O Life! the well that ever flows To slake the thirst of those that faint, Thy power to bless, what seraph knows? Thy joy supreme, what words can paint? In earth's last hour of fleeting breath Be Thou our Conqueror over death. 5 O Light! O Way! O Truth! O Life! O Jesus, born mankind to save! Give Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife, Shed Thou Thy calm on stormiest wave; Be Thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lord of the living and the dead! E. H. Plumptre. 98 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 554.) NE there is, above all others, His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once His kindness prove Find it everlasting love. 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed their blood! But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in Him to God: This was boundless love indeed; Jesus is a Friend in need. 3 When He lived on earth abasèd Friend of sinners was His Name; Now above all glories raised, He rejoices in the same; HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 99 Still He calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends. 4 Oh! for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above; But when home our souls are brought, We shall love Thee as we ought. J. Newton. C. M.( 40.) THE THERE is a name I love to hear, I love to speak its worth; It sounds like music in mine ear, The sweetest name on earth. 2 It tells me of a Saviour's love, Who died to set me free; It tells me of His precious blood, The sinner's perfect plea. HT 3 It tells me of a Father's smile Beaming upon His child; It cheers me through this" little while," Through desert, waste, and wild. 4 It tells me what my Father hath In store for every day, And though I tread a darksome path, Yields sunshine all the way. 5 It tells of One Whose loving heart Can feel my deepest woe, Who in my sorrow bears a part That none can bear below. 83 6 It bids my trembling soul rejoice, It dries each rising tear, It tells me in a' still small voice"To trust and never fear. 84 7 Jesus! the name I love so well, The name I love to hear! No saint on earth its worth can tell, No heart conceive how dear. HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 8 This name shall shed its fragrance still Along this thorny road, Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill That leads me up to God. 9 And there, with all the blood- bought throng, From sin and sorrow free, I'll sing the new eternal song Of Jesus' love to me. F. Whitfield. 100 C. M.( 357.) THOU THOU art the Way- by Thee alone From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 10 2 Thou art the Truth!-Thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life!-the rending tomb Proclaims Thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in Thee, Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life! Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. G. W. Doane. 101 C. M.( 360.) THOU great Redeemer, dying Lamb, No music's like Thy charming- name, Nor half so sweet can be. HIS NAMES AND TITLES. 20 may we ever hear Thy voice In mercy to us speak; And in our Priest will we rejoice, Thou great Melchisedec. 102 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, While in this world we stay; We'll sing our Saviour's lovely name, When all things else decay. T nechtd.cred 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all His favoured throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be our song. J. Cennick. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604.) HOU hidden source of calm repose, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am, if Thou art mine; And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name. 2 Thy mighty name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above; Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love; To me, with Thy dear name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 3 Jesu, my all in all Thou art; My rest in toil, my ease in pain, The medicine of my broken heart, In war my peace, in loss my gain, My smile beneath the tyrant's frown, In shame my glory and my crown: 801 4 In want my plentiful supply, 85 In weakness my almighty power, 86 HIS NAMES AND TITLES. In bonds my perfect liberty, My light in Satan's darkest hour, In grief my joy unspeakable, My life in death, my heaven, my all. C. Wesley. 103 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8. THRICE- HOLY Name!-that sweeter sounds run, And tells of more than human love, And more than human power, in one; First o'er the manger- cradle heard, Heard since through all the choirs on high;O Child of Mary, Son of God, Eternal, hear Thy children's cry! While at Thy blessèd Name we bow, Lord Jesus, be amongst us now! 2 Within our earth- dimmed souls call up The vision of Thy human years; The Mount of the transfigured form; The Garden of the bitter tears; The Cross upreared in darkening skies; The thorn- wreathed Head; the bleeding Side; And whisper in the heart," For you, For you I left the heavens, and died." While at the blessèd Name we bow, Lord Jesus, be amongst us now! 3 Ah! with faith's surest, inmost eye The riven rock- hewn bed we see, Untreasured of its heavenly guest, Triumphant over Death in Thee! And oh! when Thou, our Saviour Judge, Again shall come in glory here, With love upon Thy children look, And bid us read our pardon clear! While at the blessèd Name we bow, Lord Jesus, be amongst us now! F. T. Palgrave. HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. III. HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 104 D. C. M.( 532.) A THOUSAND years have come and gone, And near a thousand Since happier light from heaven shone Than ever shone before; And in the hearts of old and young A joy most joyful stirred, That sent such news from tongue to tongue As ears had never heard. 2 Then angels on their starry way Felt bliss unfelt before, For news that men should be as they To darkened earth they bore; So toiling men and spirits bright A first communion had, And in meek mercy's rising light Were each exceeding glad. 3 And we are glad, and we will sing, As in the days of yore; Come all, and hearts made ready bring To welcome back once more The day when first on wintry earth A summer change began, And, dawning in a lowly birth, Uprose the Light of man. 87 4 For trouble such as men must bear From childhood to fourscore, He shared with us, that we might share His joy for evermore; And twice a thousand years of grief, Of conflict and of sin, May tell how large the harvest- sheaf His patient love shall win. T. T. Lynch. 88 105 HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 8.7.8.7.4.7.( 561.) NGELS, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang Creation's story, JOT Now proclaim Messiah's birth. Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new- born King. 2 Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing; Yonder shines the infant light: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new- born King. 3 Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great desire of nations, Ye have seen His natal star: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new- born King. 4 Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long with hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new- born King. J. Montgomery. 106 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 172 or 174.) AS of Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious God, may we Evermore be led to Thee. 2 As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger bed; HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek Thy mercy- seat. 3 As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure, and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. 4 Holy Jesus! every day Keep us in the narrow way; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 107 801 5 In the heavenly country bright Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun, which goes not down: There for ever may we sing Hallelujahs to our King. SHY W. C. Dix. 89 11.10.11.10.( 252.) BRIGHT RIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on His cradle the dew- drops are shining, Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore Him in slumber reclining ,Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 90 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would His favour secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine olexio aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! R. Heber. 108 10.10.10.10.10.10.( 250.) YHRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy morn Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's son. 2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice:" Be hold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth To you and all the nations upon earth; This day hath God fulfilled His promised word, This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord. 3 He spake and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with Hallelujahs rang; God's highest glory was their anthem still, " Peace upon earth, and unto men goodwill." HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 4 0 may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross; Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 5 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song; He that was born upon this joyful day, Around us all His glory shall display; Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to Heaven's almighty King. J. Byrom. 109 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 166 or 491.) GLORY be to God on high, And peace on earth descend! God comes down, He bows the sky, And shows Himself our friend: God th' invisible appears! 91 God, the blest, the great I AM, Sojourns in this vale of tears, And Jesus is His name. 2 Him the angels all adored, Their Maker and their King; Tidings of their humbled Lord They now to mortals bring. Emptied of His majesty, Of His dazzling glories shorn, Being's source begins to be, And God Himself is born! 3 See th' eternal Son of God A mortal Son of man; Dwelling in an earthly clod, Whom heaven cannot contain! 90 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would His favour secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! R. Heber. 108 CHRIST 10.10.10.10.10.10.( 250.) HRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy morn Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's son. 2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice:" Be hold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth To you and all the nations upon earth; This day hath God fulfilled His promised word, This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord. : 3 He spake and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with Hallelujahs rang God's highest glory was their anthem still, " Peace upon earth, and unto men goodwill." HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 4 O may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross; Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 91 5 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song; He that was born upon this joyful day, Around us all His glory shall display; Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to Heaven's almighty King. J. Byrom. 109 GLO 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 166 or 491.) LORY be to God on high, And peace on earth descend! God comes down, He bows the sky, And shows Himself our friend: God th' invisible appears! God, the blest, the great I AM, Sojourns in this vale of tears, And Jesus is His name. 2 Him the angels all adored, Their Maker and their King; Tidings of their humbled Lord They now to mortals bring. Emptied of His majesty, Of His dazzling glories shorn, Being's source begins to be, And God Himself is born! 3 See th' eternal Son of God A mortal Son of man; Dwelling in an earthly clod, Whom heaven cannot contain! 92 but 100 HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 110 Stand amazed, ye heavens, at this! See the Lord of earth and skies; Humbled to the dust He is, And in a manger lies. solid 4 We, the sons of men, rejoice, The Prince of Peace proclaim; With heaven's host lift up our voice, And shout Immanuel's name: Knees and hearts to Him we bow; Of our flesh and of our bone, Jesus is our brother now, And God is all our own. C. Wesley. C. M.( 377.) HARK, ARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes The Saviour promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song! 2 On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts its sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes, the prisoners to release In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before Him burst The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace T enrich the humble poor. 111 HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy belovèd name. P. Doddridge. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 178.) HA ARK! the herald- angels sing ," Glory to the new- born King, Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim ,Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hark! the herald- angels sing, Glory to the new- born King! 2 Christ, by highest Heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a Virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail! th' Incarnate Deity! Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel. He to O Hark! the herald- angels sing, Glory to the new- born King! 93 3 Hail, the heaven- born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild, He lays His glory by; Born, that man no more may die; Born, to raise the sons of earth; Born, to give them second birth. Hark! the herald- angels sing, Glory to the new- born King! 1 94 112 2 HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 4 Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home; Rise, the woman's conquering Seed, Bruise in us the serpent's head! Now display Thy saving power, Ruined nature now restore; Now in mystic union join Thine to ours, and ours to Thine! Hark! the herald- angels sing, Glory to the new- born King! C. Wesley. C. M.( 369 or 60.) IT came upon the midnight clear, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold: Peace to the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all- gracious King:" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. 3 Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled, And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world; 4 Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever, o'er its Babel- sounds, The blessèd angels sing. 1 5 Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long; Beneath the angel- strain have rolled Two thousand years of wrong; 6 And men, at war with men, hear not The love- song which they bring: Oh, hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing! HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 7 And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way, With painful steps and slow; 8 Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: Oh, rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing! 9 For lo! the days are hastening on, By prophet- bards foretold, When with the ever- circling years Comes round the age of gold; 113 10 When Peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendours fling, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. E. H. Sears. C. M.( 57.) TORTALS, awake! with angels join, Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolled; The theme, the song, the joy was new; ' Twas more than heaven could hold. 95 4 Down, through the portals of the sky, Th' impetuous torrent ran, And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 96 HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 5 Hark! the celestial armies shout, And glory leads the song: Goodwill and peace are heard throughout Th harmonious heavenly throng. 6 With joy the chorus we repeat ,Glory to God on high! Goodwill and peace are now completeJesus was born to die. 7 Hail, Prince of Life! for ever hail, Redeemer, Brother, Friend! Though earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. S. Medley. 114 Irregular.( 257.) H come, all ye faithful, Oh come ye, oh come ye, to Bethlehem! Born upon earth, Behold the King of Angels! Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord 2 He, God of God, And Light of Light begotten, Comes to the world as a maiden's child; He, Very God, Begotten, not created: Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord 3 Sing, Choir of angels; Raise your hymn of triumph; Sing ye that stand around the Throne on high Glory to God, All glory in the highest! Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 4 Thou, Who didst deign To be born for us this morning, Glory to Thee, O Jesu Lord! Word of the Eternal Father, eh bak Now incarnate! Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord! From the Latin, tr. by J. Ellerton. 115 L.M.( 69.) THE Lord is come! On Syrian soil The child of poverty and toil; The Man of Sorrows, born to know Each varying shade of human woe: 2 His joy, His glory to fulfil, In earth and heaven, His Father's will; On lonely mount, by festive board, On bitter cross, despised, adored. 3 The Lord is come! Dull hearts to wake, He speaks, as never man yet spake, The truth which makes His servants free The royal law of liberty. 4 Though earth and heaven shall pass away His living words our spirits stay, And from His treasures new and old, Th' eternal mysteries unfold. 5 The Lord is come! In Him we trace The fulness of God's truth and grace; Throughout those words and acts Divine Gleams of the eternal splendour shine; 97 6 And from His inmost spirit flow, As from a height of sunlit snow, The rivers of perennial life, To heal and sweeten nature's strife. G HIS INCARNATION AND BIRTH. 98 7 The Lord is come! In every heart Where truth and mercy claim a part; In every land where right is might, And deeds of darkness shun the light; 8 In every church where faith and love Lift earthward thoughts to things above; In every holy, happy home, We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast come! A. P. Stanley. 116 C. M.( 366.) THE THE race that long in darkness pined Have seen a glorious Light; The people dwell in day, who dwelt In death's surrounding night. 2 To hail Thy rise, Thou better Sun, The gathering nations come, Joyous as when the reapers bear The harvest- treasures home. 3 To us a Child of Hope is born, To us a Son is given; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven. 4 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored, The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. 5 His power increasing still shall spread, His reign no end shall know: Justice shall guard His throne above, And Peace abound below. J. Morrison. C. M.( 58 or 533-) 117 WHII THILE shepherds watched their flocks night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 2" Fear not," said he( for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind), " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3" To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, Who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: 4" The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." :5 Thus spake the Seraph; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Addressed their joyful song:6" All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace: Good- will henceforth, from Heaven to men, Begin and never cease!" Tate and Brady. IV. HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. L. M.( 90.) HOW TOW shall I follow Him I serve? How shall I copy Him I love? Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve, Which lead me to His seat above? 118 99 2 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn ,Are these the consecrated road? 3' Twas thus He suffered, though a Son, Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all, Until the perfect work was done, And drunk, the bitter cup of gall. IOO HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 4 Lord, should my path through suffering lie, Forbid it I should e'er repine; Still let me turn to Calvary, Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine. 50 let me think how Thou didst leave Untasted every pure delight, To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, The toilsome day, the homeless night: 6 To faint, to grieve, to die for me! Thou camest not Thyself to please: And, dear as earthly comforts be, Shall I not love Thee more than these? 7 Yes! I would count them all but loss, To gain the notice of Thine eye: Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, But Thou canst give the victory. J. Conder. 119 C. M.( 39.) L ORD, as to Thy dear cross we flee, And plead to be forgiven, So let Thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for Heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear; Like Thee, to do our Father's will, Our brethren's griefs to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine, And kindness in our bosoms dwell, As free and true as Thine. 4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, Father! Thy will be done! HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, Or brethren faithless prove, Then, like Thine own, be all our aim ani To conquer them by love. 6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, O may we lead the pilgrim's life, And follow Thee to Heaven! 120 C. M.( 55 or 48.) L ORD, Thou in all things like wast made To us, yet free from sin; Then how unlike to us, O Lord, Replies the voice within. 2 Our faith is weak;-0 Light of light! Clear Thou our clouded view; That, Son of Man, and Son of God, We give Thee honour due. J. H. Gurney. 3 0 Son of Man! Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears; Life's thankless toil, and scant repose, Death's agonies and fears. 121 IOI 4 O Son of God! in glory raised, Thou sittest on Thy Throne; Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succouring Thine own. 5 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge! To Thee, O Christ, be given To bind upon Thy crown the names Most blest in earth and heaven. J. Anstice. L. M.( 401 or 63.) Y dear Redeemer and my Lord, But in Thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. Univ.- Bibl. Giessen 102 HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such deference to Thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervour of Thy prayer: The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Amongst the followers of the Lamb. 1. Watts. 122 D. L. M.( 613 or 612.) MASTER, it is good to be 0 High on the mountain here with Thee, Here, in an ampler, purer air, Above the stir of toil and care; Of hearts distract with doubt and grief, Believing in their unbelief, Calling Thy servants all in vain To ease them of their bitter pain. 2 0 Master, it is good to be With Thee and with Thy faithful three Here, where the Apostle's heart of rock Is nerved against temptation's shock: Here, where the Son of Thunder learns The thought that breathes, and word that burns; Here, where on eagles' wings we move With Him Whose last best creed is Love. 30 Master, it is good to be Entranced, enwrapt alone with Thee; And watch Thy glistering raiment glow Whiter than Hermon's whitest snow; HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. The human lineaments that shine Irradiant with a light divine, Till we too change from grace to grace, Gazing on that transfigured face. ASK 4 0 Master, it is good to be Here on the Holy Mount with Thee; When darkling in the depths of night, When dazzled with excess of light, We bow before the heavenly Voice That bids bewildered souls rejoice, Though love wax cold and faith be dim, " This is My Son! oh, hear ye Him!" A. P. Stanley. 123 C. M.( 378.) O H! mean may seem this house of clay, Our feet may mourn this thorny way, Yet here Immanuel trod. 2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear; This watch the Lord did keep; These burdens sore the Lord did bear, These tears the Lord did weep. 3 Our very frailty brings us near Unto the Lord of Heaven; To every grief, to every tear Such glory strange is given. 103 4 But not this fleshly robe alone Shall link us, Lord, to Thee; Not only in the tear and groan Shall the dear kindred be;5 We shall be reckoned for Thine own Because Thy heaven we share, Because we sing around Thy throne And Thy bright raiment wear. 104 HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 60 mighty grace, our life to live, To make our earth divine! O mighty grace, Thy heaven to give, And lift our life to Thine. T. H. Gill. 124 0 D. C. M.( 533 or 539.) WHERE is He that trod the sea? O where is He that spake ,And demons from their victims flee, The dead their slumbers break? The palsied rise in freedom strong, The dumb men talk and sing, And from blind eyes, benighted long, Bright beams of morning spring. 20 where is He that trod the sea? O where is He that spake ,And piercing words of liberty, The deaf ears open shake? And mildest words arrest the haste Of fever's deadly fire, And strong ones heal the weak who waste Their life in sad desire. 3 O where is He that trod the sea? " Tis only He can save; To thousands hungering wearily, A wondrous meal He gave: Full soon, celestially fed, Their rustic fare they take; " Twas springtide when He blest the bread, And harvest when He- brake. 4 O where is He that trod the sea? My soul! the Lord is here: Let all thy fears be hushed in thee; To leap, to look, to hear Be thine: thy needs He'll satisfy: Art thou diseased or dumb? Or dost thou in thine hunger cry? " I come," saith Christ," I come." T. T. Lynch. 125 0 HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. D. L. M.( 612.) WHO like Thee, so calm, so bright, Lord Jesus Christ, Thou Light of light! O who like Thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe! O who like Thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men before; So meek, so lowly, yet so high, So glorious in humility! 2 Through all Thy lifelong weary years, A Man of sorrows and of tears, The cross, where all our sins were laid, Upon Thy bending shoulders weighed; And death, that sets the prisoner free, Was pang and scoff and scorn to Thee; Yet love through all Thy suff'ring glowed, And mercy with Thy life- blood flowed. 30 wondrous Lord, our souls would be Still more and more conformed to Thee; Would lose the pride, the taint of sin, That burns these fevered brains within, And learn of Thee, the lowly One, And like Thee, all our journey run, Above the world, and all its mirth, Yet weeping still with weeping earth. 105 4 Be with us as we onward go; Illumine all our way of woe; And grant us ever on the road To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God: That when Thou shalt appear, arrayed In light, to judge the quick and dead, We may to life immortal soar Through Thee Who livest evermore. A. C. Coxe. 106 126 HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 603.) E saw Thee not when Thou didst come sin Nor e'er beheld Thy cottage home In that despisèd Nazareth; But we believe Thy footsteps trod Its streets and plains, Thou Son of God. 2 We did not see Thee lifted high Amid that wild and savage crew, Nor heard Thy meek, imploring cry, " Forgive, they know not what they do;" Yet we believe the deed was done, Which shook the earth and veiled the sun. 3 We stood not by the empty tomb Where late Thy sacred body lay, Nor sat within that upper room, Nor met Thee in the open way; But we believe that angels said, " Why seek the living with the dead?" 4 We did not mark the chosen few, 66 When Thou didst through the clouds ascend First lift to heaven their wondering view, Then to the earth all prostrate bend; Yet we believe that mortal eyes Beheld that journey to the skies. 5 And now that Thou dost reign on high, And thence Thy waiting people bless, No ray of glory from the sky Doth shine upon our wilderness; But we believe Thy faithful word, And trust in our redeeming Lord. 127 J. H. Gurney. C. M.( 366.) WHAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around Thy steps below; What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. HIS LIFE AND EXAMPLE. 2 For ever on Thy burdened heart A weight of sorrows hung; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped Thy silent tongue. 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove, Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. 4 O give us hearts to love like Thee, Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for other's sins, than all The wrongs that we receive. 128 5 One with Thyself, may every eye In us, Thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee. Sir E. Denny. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 576.) THO is this, so weak and helpless, Rudely in a stable sheltered, Coldly in a manger laid? " Tis the Lord of all creation, Who this wondrous path hath trod; He is God from everlasting, And to everlasting God. 107 2 Who is this- a Man of sorrows Walking sadly life's hard way, Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping Over sin and Satan's sway? ' Tis our God, our glorious Saviour, Who above the starry sky Now for us a place prepareth, Where no tear can dim the eye. 3 Who is this- behold Him shedding Drops of Blood upon the ground? 108 HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. Who is this- despised, rejected, Mocked, insulted, beaten, bound? " Tis our God, Who gifts and graces On His Church now poureth down; Who shall smite in holy vengeance All His foes beneath His throne. 4 Who is this that hangeth dying, While the rude world scoffs and scorns, Numbered with the malefactors, Torn with nails, and crowned with thorns! " Tis the God who ever liveth ' Mid the shining ones on high, In the glorious golden city Reigning everlastingly! W. W. How. 20 V. HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. L. M.( 85 or 402.) WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, A And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me; His loving- kindness is so free! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all, And saved me from my lost estate; His loving- kindness is so great! 3 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; And though I oft have Him forgot, His loving- kindness changes not! 129 4 So, when I pass death's gloomy vale, And all the powers of nature fail, O may my last expiring breath His loving- kindness sing in death! 5 Then shall I mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day; Then shall I sing with sweet surprise His loving- kindness in the skies. HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. 6 Then with the golden harps I'll join, And with their anthems mingle mine; And loudly sound, on every chord, The loving- kindness of the Lord. S. Medley. 130 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 583.) LOVE Divine, how sweet Thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by Thee? 0 I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming Love, The love of Christ to me! 2 Stronger His love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable: The first- born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see, They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God: O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine: This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part! 4 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master's feet! Be this my happy choice: My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice! 109 5 O that with humbled Peter I Could weep, believe, and thrice reply My faithfulness to prove, " Thou know'st( for all to Thee is known), Thou know'st, O Lord, and Thou alone, Thou know'st that Thee I love!" IIO HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. 6 O that I could with favoured John Recline my weary head upon The great Redeemer's breast! From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in Thee My everlasting rest. C. Wesley. 131 C. M.( 360.) MYSTERY of Love Divine, 0 That thought and thanks o'erpowers! Lord Jesus! was our portion Thine, And is Thy portion ours? 2 Emmanuel! didst Thou take our place To set us in Thine own? Didst Thou our low estate embrace To lift us to Thy throne? 3 Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed, God's perfect will express, That we, the unfaithful ones, might plead Thy perfect faithfulness? 4 On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom In that drear garden rise? Are ours the brightness and the bloom Of Thine own Paradise? 5 For Thee the Father's hidden face? For Thee the bitter cry? For us the Father's endless grace, The song of victory? 6 Our load of sin and misery Didst Thou the Sinless bear? Thy spotless robe of purity Do we the sinners wear? 7 Lord Jesus! is it even so? Have we been lovèd thus? What love can we on Thee bestow Who hast exchanged with us? 132 HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. 8 Thou, Who our very place didst take, Dwell in our very heart! Thou, Who Thy portion ours dost make, Thyself- Thyself impart. T.H. Gill. C. M.( 371.) THERE'S not a grief, however light, Too light for sympathy! There's not a care, however slight, Too slight to bring to Thee! 2 Thou Who hast trod the thorny road Wilt share each small distress; For He Who bore the greater load Will not refuse the less. 3 There's not a secret sigh we breathe, But meets the ear divine; And every cross grows light beneath The shadow, Lord, of Thine. 133 4 Life's woes without,-sin's strife within, The heart would overflow; But for that love which died for sin ,That love which wept with woe. 5 All human sympathy but cheers, When it is learned from Thee. Alas for grief- but for those tears Which fell at Bethany! Mrs. Jane Crewdson. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7( 572.) THAT a Friend we have in Jesus, to III What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer! Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bearAll because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer! IT2 HIS SYMPATHY AND LOVE. 2 Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged; T Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a Friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weaknessTake it to the Lord in prayer. 3 Are we weak and heavy- laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our Refuge,-- Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?Take it to the Lord in prayer; In His arms He'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there. Anon. 134 C. M.( 375 or 379.) ITH joy we meditate the grace His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood, While Satan's fiery darts He bore, Resisting unto blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out His cries and tears; And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. 5 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame; The bruisèd reed He never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 6 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. I. Watts. VI. HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 135 C. M.( 368.) ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed? And did my Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Saviour, died For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away; " Tis all that I can do. 136 I. Watts. 5.5.11.5.5.11.( 125.) To Jesus draw nigh: To you is it nothing that Jesus should die? Your ransom and peace, LL 113 Your surety He is: Come, see if there ever was sorrow like His. H 114 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. He dies to atone For sins not His own; Your debt He hath paid, and your work He hath done. 2 3 4 Ye all may receive The peace He did leave, Who made intercession," My Father, forgive!" For you and for me He prayed on the tree: The prayer is accepted, the sinner is free. That sinner am I, Who on Jesus rely, And come for the pardon God cannot deny. My pardon I claim; For a sinner I am, A sinner believing in Jesus's name. He purchased the grace Which now I embrace: O Father, Thou know'st He hath died in my place. His death is my plea; My Advocate see, And hear the blood speak that hath answered for me. My ransom He was When He bled on the cross; And by losing His life He hath carried my cause. C. Wesley. 137 C. M.( 51.) DEHOLD the Saviour of mankind How vast the love that Him inclined To bleed and die for thee! 2 Hark! how He groans, while nature shakes And earth's strong pillars bend; The temple's veil in sunder breaks; The solid marbles rend. HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 115 3' Tis done! the precious ransom's paid, " Receive my soul!" He cries; See where He bows His sacred head! He bows His head, and dies! 4 But soon He'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine: O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love, like Thine? S. Wesley, Sen. 138 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 509 or 510.) BOUND upon th' accursèd tree, Faint and bleeding, Who is He? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb, By the flesh, with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierced, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death- dewed brow, Son of Man!' tis Thou,' tis Thou! 2 Bound upon th' accursèd tree, Dread and awful, Who is He? By the sun at noonday pale, Shivering rocks, and rending veil, Earth that trembles at His doom, By the saints who burst their tomb, By Eden, promised ere He died To the felon at His side, Lord! our suppliant knees we bow, Son of God!' tis Thou,' tis Thou! 3 Bound upon th' accursèd tree, Sad and dying, Who is He? By the last and bitter cry, The ghost given up in agony; By the lifeless Body laid In the chamber of the dead; 116 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. By the mourners, come to weep Where the bones of Jesus sleep; Crucified! we know Thee now; Son of Man!' tis Thou,' tis Thou! 4 Bound upon th' accursèd tree, Dread and awful, Who is He? By the prayer for them that slew, " Lord! they know not what they do!" By the spoiled and empty grave, By the souls He died to save, By the conquest He hath won, By the saints before His throne, By the rainbow round His brow, Son of God!' tis Thou,' tis Thou! H. H. Milman. 139 10.4.10.4.10.10. ELI, Eli, lama sabachthani" words are these! Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Grief's mysteries! O Christ, forsaken in Thy time of need, Thy hour of deepest agony we plead! 2" Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Deep echoed woe! " Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Oh, who can know, Or who the depth of anguish can divine, That broken heart, that thrilling cry of Thine! 3" Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Oh, bleeding Lamb! " Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Redeemed I am! Thy wounded soul, from light and joy shut in Is bearing there the bitter curse of sin. 4" Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"My soul is free! HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 117 " Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani"Love's victory! Forsaken Thou, that I might never cry, " Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani!" A. Midlane. 140 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 503 or 505.) to dark Gte that feel the tempter's power; Your Redeemer's conflict see; Watch with Him one bitter hour: Turn not from His griefs away; Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment- hall; View the Lord of life arraigned. O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss: Learn of Him to bear the cross. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; CAI There, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time ,God's own sacrifice complete. " It is finished!" hear Him cry: Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay, All is solitude and gloom:Who hath taken Him away? Christ is risen;-He meets our eyes. Saviour, teach us so to rise. J. Montgomery. 141 HARK 8.7.8.7.4.7.( 557 or 562.) TARK! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary; See, it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky: " It is finished," Hear the dying Saviour cry. 118 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 2" It is finished." O what pleasure Do the wondrous words afford! Heavenly blessings without measure Flow to us from Christ the Lord: " It is finished," Saints the dying words record. 3 Finished all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law, Finished all that God had promised! Death and hell no more shall awe. " It is finished," Saints from hence your comfort draw. 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs; Join to sing the pleasing theme. All on earth, and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuel's name: Hallelujah! 142 Glory to the bleeding Lamb! J. Evans. 6.6.6.6.6.6.( 745.) I GAVE My life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might'st ransomed be, And quickened from the dead. I gave My life for thee; What hast thou given for Me? 2 I spent long years for thee In weariness and woe, That an eternity Of joy thou mightest know. I spent long years for thee: Hast thou spent one for Me? 3 My Father's home of light, My rainbow- circled throne, I left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. I left it all for thee; Hast thou left aught for Me? HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 143 4 I suffered much for thee, More than thy tongue can tell Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell. I suffered much for thee; What canst thou bear for Me? 5 And I have brought to thee, Down from My home above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love. Great gifts I brought to thee; What hast thou brought to Me? 6 Oh, let thy life be given, Thy years for Me be spent; World- fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent. I gave Myself for thee; Give thou thyself to Me. F. R. Havergal. 8.7.8.7.( 204.) IN the Cross of Christ I glory; Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the Cross forsake me: Lo! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way: From the Cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified; Peace is there, that knows no measure, Joys, that through all time abide. 119 120 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 5 In the Cross of Christ I glory; Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. Sir J. Bowring. 144 3 4 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 141.) ET earth and heaven agree, LE Angels and men be joined, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind; To adore th' all- atoning Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesu's name. 5 Jesus, transporting sound! The joy of earth and heaven; No other help is found, No other name is given, By which we can salvation have; But Jesus came the world to save. Jesus, harmonious name! It charms the hosts above; They evermore proclaim And wonder at His love; ' Tis all their happiness to gaze, " Tis heaven to see our Jesu's face. His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free; " Tis music in his ears, ' Tis life and victory; New songs do now his lips employ, And dances his glad heart for joy.. Stung by the scorpion sin, My poor expiring soul The balmy sound drinks in, And is at once made whole: See there my Lord upon the tree! I hear, I feel, He died for me. HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 121 6 7 145 O unexampled love! O all- redeeming grace! How swiftly didst Thou move To save a fallen race! What shall I do to make it known What Thou for all mankind hast done? O for a trumpet voice, On all the world to call! To bid their hearts rejoice In Him Who died for all; For all my Lord was crucified, For all, for all my Saviour died! C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 109.) EVER further than Thy Cross; Never higher than Thy feet; Here earth's precious things seem dross, Here earth's bitter things grow sweet. 2 Gazing thus, our sin we see, Learn Thy love while gazing thusSin, which laid the Cross on Thee, Love, which bore the Cross for us. 3 Here we learn to serve and give, And, rejoicing, self deny; Here we gather love to live, Here we gather faith to die. 4 Symbols of our liberty And our service here unite; Captives by Thy Cross set free, Soldiers of Thy Cross, we fight. 5 Pressing onwards as we can, Still to this our hearts must tendWhere our earliest hopes began, There our last aspirings end, 122 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 6 Till amid the Hosts of light We in Thee redeemed, complete, Through Thy Cross made pure and white, Cast our crowns before Thy feet. Mrs. Charles. 146 2 3 5 S. M.( 5 or 19.) NOT all the blood of beasts, altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away; A Sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. My faith would lay her hand On that dear Head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens Thou didst bear When hanging on th' accursèd tree, And hopes her guilt was there. Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing His bleeding love. I. Watts. 147 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 158 or 474.) 0 SACRED Head, once wounded, With grief and shame bowed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown. O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss till now was Thine! HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. Yes, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 Thy sinless soul's oppression Was all for sinners' gain: Mine, mine, was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Saviour: " Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favour, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. Lord of my life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 4 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine for ever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love for Thee. 5 Be near me when I'm dying; O show Thy cross to me; And to my succour flying, Come, Lord, to set me free: These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move; For he who dies believing, Dies safely through Thy love. Bernard of Clairvaux; P. Gerhardt, tr. by J. W. Alexander. 123 124 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 148 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) 0 THOU eternal Victim, slain A sacrifice for guilty man, By the eternal Spirit made An offering in the sinner's stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, And plead'st Thy death for sinners now. 2 Thy offering still continues new; Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue; Thou stand'st the ever- slaughtered Lamb; Thy priesthood still remains the same; Thy years, O God, can never fail; Thy goodness is unchangeable. 30 that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as Thy love! Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view Thee bleeding on the tree, My God, who dies for me, for me! C. or J. Wesley. 149 C. M.( 40.) PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and oh! amazing love! He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste He fled; Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh! for this love, let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 125 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys; Strike all your harps of gold! But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. I. Watts. 150 L. M.( 61, 390, or 394.) DIDE on! ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry! O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road, With palms and scattered garments strewed. 2 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! O Christ! Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive Death and conquered Sin. 3 Ride on! ride on in majesty! The wingèd squadrons of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching Sacrifice. 4 Ride on! ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on His sapphire Throne Expects His own anointed Son. 5 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain! Then take, O God! Thy power, and reign! H. H. Milman. 151 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 176 or 504.) R Let me hide myself in Thee! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 126 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 2 Not the labours of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless, look to Thee for grace: Foul, I to the Fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyes shall close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment- throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. A. M. Toplady. 152 8.7.8.7.( 204.) WEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Truly blessèd is this station, Low before His Cross to lie; While I see Divine compassion Beaming in His gracious eye. 3 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze; Love I much? I've much forgiven, I'm a miracle of grace. 4 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears His feet I'll bathe; Constant still, in faith abiding, Life deriving from His death. HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 127 5 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go; Prove His wounds each day more healing, And Himself most deeply know. J. Allen. 153 C. M.( 38 or 35.) THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb! Thy precious Blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save; When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood- bought free reward, A golden harp for me: 7' Tis strung, and tuned for endless years, And formed by power divine, To sound in God the Father's ears No other Name but Thine. W. Cowper. 128 154 2 3 HIS VICARICUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. shed, Through Whom we out of Egypt came, Thy ransomed people lead. Angel of gospel grace, Fulfil Thy character: To guard and feed the chosen race, In Israel's camp appear. Throughout the desert way Conduct us by Thy light; Be Thou a cooling cloud by day, A cheering fire by night. Our fainting souls sustain With blessings from above; And ever on Thy people rain The manna of Thy love. S. M.( 5.) THOU very Paschal Lamb, C. or J. Wesley. THRO 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174 or 506.) THRONED upon the awful Tree, King of grief, I watch with thee; Darkness veils Thine anguished face, None its lines of woe can trace, None can tell what pangs unknown Hold Thee silent and alone. 155 2 Silent through those three dread hours, Wrestling with the evil powers; Left alone with human sin, Gloom around Thee and within, Till the appointed time is nigh, Till the Lamb of God may die. 66 3 Hark that cry that peals aloud Upward through the whelming cloud! Thou, the Father's only Son, Thou, His own Anointed One, Thou dost ask Him- can it be?Why hast Thou forsaken Me?" HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 4 Lord, should fear and anguish roll Darkly o'er my sinful soul, Thou, Who once was thus bereft That Thine own might ne'er be left, Teach me by that bitter cry In the gloom to know Thee nigh. J. Ellerton. 156 L. M.( 392.) TIS midnight; and on Olive's brow ' Tis midnight; in the garden now The suffering Saviour prays alone. 2' Tis midnight; and from all removed, The Saviour wrestles lone with fears; E'en that disciple whom He loved Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 3' Tis midnight; and for others' guilt The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood; Yet He, Who hath in anguish knelt, Is not forsaken by His God. 129 4' Tis midnight; and from ether plains Is borne the song that angels know; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. W. B. Tappan. 157 L. M.( 61.) WE sing the praise of Him Who died, upon cross; The sinner's Hope let men deride: For this we count the world but loss. 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see In shining letters, God is Love; He bears our sins upon the tree, He brings us mercy from above. I 130 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 3 The Cross! it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup; 4 It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner's refuge here below, The angels' theme in heaven above. T. Kelly. 158 L. M.( 90.) WH THEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to His blood. 3 See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an off'ring far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all! I. Watts. 159 7.7.7.7.( 409.) W weak THEN my love to Christ grows When for deeper faith I seek, Then in thought I go to thee, Garden of Gethsemane! HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 2 There I walk amid the shades, While the lingering twilight fades, See that suffering, Friendless One, Weeping, praying there alone. 3 When my love for man grows weak, When for stronger faith I seek, Hill of Calvary! I go To thy scenes of fear and woe; 4 There behold His agony, Suffered on the bitter Tree; See His anguish, see His faith, Love triumphant still in death. 5 Then to life I turn again, Learning all the worth of pain, Learning all the might that lies In a full self- sacrifice. 6 Sing we then to God above Praise eternal as His love; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 160 J. R. Wreford, S. Longfellow, and C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 115.) THEN on Sinai's top I see God descend in majesty To proclaim His holy law All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When, in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too transporting light, Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 3 When on Calvary I rest, God in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 131 132 161 HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 4 Here I would forever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away: Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary. 567 J. Montgomery. C. M.( 22 or 23.) WWhom angels dimly see, WITH glorious clouds encompassed round, Will the Unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me? 2 Will He forsake His throne above, Himself to worms impart? Answer, Thou Man of grief and love, And speak it to my heart! 3 In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design; What meant th' suffering Son of man, The streaming blood divine? 4 Didst Thou not in our flesh appear; And live and die below, That I may now perceive Thee near, And my Redeemer know? 5 Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, The wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigured face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confest, Stand forth a slaughtered Lamb; And wrap me in Thy crimson vest, And tell me all Thy name. 7 Jehovah in Thy person show, Jehovah crucified! And then the pardoning God I know, And feel the blood applied; HIS VICARIOUS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 8 I view the Lamb in His own light, Whom angels dimly see, And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. C. Wesley. 162 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) WOW TOULD Jesus have the sinner die? Why hangs He then on yonder tree? What means that strange expiring cry? ( Sinners, He prays for you and me), " Forgive them, Father, O forgive, They know not that by Me they live!" 2 Adam descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve: Great God of universal love, If all the world in Thee may live, In us a quickening spirit be, And witness Thou hast died for me! 3 Thou loving, all- atoning Lamb, Thee by Thy painful agony, Thy bloody sweat, Thy grief and shame, Thy cross and passion on the tree, Thy precious death and life- I pray, Take all, take all my sins away! 133 40 let me kiss Thy bleeding feet, And bathe and wash them with my tears! The story of Thy love repeat In every drooping sinner's ears, That all may hear the quickening sound, Since I, even I, have mercy found. 50 let Thy love my heart constrain! Thy love for every sinner free, That every fallen soul of man May taste the grace that found out me; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sovereign everlasting love. C. or J. Wesley. 134 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. VII. HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 163 D. C. M.( 533.) AWAKE, glad soul! awake, awake! Thy Go to His grave, and with Thee take Both tuneful heart and song; Where life is waking all around, Where love's sweet voices sing, The first bright blossom may be found Of an eternal spring. 2 The shade and gloom of life are fled This resurrection day; Henceforth in Christ are no more dead, The grave hath no more prey: he In Christ we live, in Christ we sleep, In Christ we wake and rise; And the sad tears death makes us weep, He wipes from all our eyes. And every bird and every tree, And every opening flower, Proclaim His glorious victory, His resurrection power; The folds are glad, the fields rejoice With vernal verdure spread, The little hills lift up their voice And shout that death is dead. 4 Then wake, glad heart! awake, awake! And seek Thy risen Lord, Joy in His resurrection take, And comfort in His word: And let Thy life through all its ways One long thanksgiving be, Its theme of joy, its song of praise, " Christ died and rose for me." J. S. B. Monsell. 164 66 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 135 7.4.7.4.7.4.7.4.( 154) CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to- day," Hallelujah! Sons of men and angels say! Hallelujah! Raise your joys and triumphs high: Hallelujah! Sing, ye heavens; thou earth, reply, Hallelujah! 2 Love's redeeming work is done; Fought the fight, the battle won: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Lo! the Sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo! He sets in blood no more! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Hallelujah! Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Hallelujah! Death in vain forbids His rise; Christ hath opened Paradise, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 4 Lives again our glorious King! Where, O Death, is now thy sting? Once He died our souls to save; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Where's thy victory, boasting Grave? Hallelujah! 5 Soar we now, where Christ hath led, Hallelujah! Following our exalted Head; Hallelujah! 136 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. Made like Him, like Him we rise: Hallelujah! Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. Hallelujah! 6 King of glory! Soul of bliss! de Everlasting life is this, 165 2 Thee to know, Thy power Thus to sing, and thus to love. ed 3 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! to prove, 4 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! C. Wesley. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 141.) With a triumphant noise; The clarions of the sky Proclaim th' angelic joys! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. God in the flesh below, For us He reigns above: Let all the nations know Our Jesu's conquering love! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. All power to our great Lord Is by the Father given; By angel- hosts adored, He reigns supreme in heaven: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. High on His holy seat, He bears the righteous sway; His foes beneath His feet Shall ink and die away: 5 6 166 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. His foes and ours are one, Satan, the world, and sin; But He shall tread them down, And bring His kingdom in: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. Till all the earth, renewed In righteousness divine, With all the hosts of God In one great chorus join: Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 417.) HALL TAIL the day that sees Him rise To His throne above the skies! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Re- ascends His native Heaven. 2 Circled round with angel- powers, Their triumphant Lord, and ours, Conqueror over death and sin; " Take the King of glory in!" 3 Him though highest heaven receives, Still He loves the earth He leaves; Though returning to His throne, Still He calls mankind His own. 4 See, He lifts His hands above! See, He shows the prints of love! Hark, His gracious lips bestow Blessings on His church below! 137 5 Still for us His death He pleads; Prevalent He intercedes; Near Himself prepares our place, Harbinger of human race. 138 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 6 Master( will we ever say), Taken from our head to- day; See Thy faithful servants, see, Ever gazing up to Thee! 7 Grant, though parted from our sight, High above yon azure height, Grant our hearts may thither rise, Following Thee beyond the skies. 8 There we shall with Thee remain, Partners of Thy endless reign; There Thy face unclouded see, Find our heaven of heavens in Thee. C. Wesley. 167 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 572 or 575.) TAIL, Thou once despisèd Jesus? Thou didst suffer to release us, Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour! Bearer of our sin and shame, By Thy merits we find favour; Life is given through Thy name! 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins were on Thee laid; By Almighty love anointed, Thou hast full Atonement made: All Thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of Thy blood: Opened is the gate of Heaven, Peace is made' twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father's side: There for sinners Thou art pleading, There Thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding Till in glory we appear. HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 168 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, a Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. J. Bakewell. HALL 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) ALLELUJAH, Hallelujah! Hearts to heaven and voices raise; Sing to God a hymn of gladness, gol Sing to God a hymn of praise! He who on the Cross a victim For the world's salvation bled, Jesus Christ, the King of Glory, Now is risen from the dead. 2 Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, On this holy Easter morn: Christ has triumphed, and we conquer By His mighty enterprise, 139 We with Him to life eternal By His resurrection rise. 3 Christ is risen, Christ the first- fruits Of the holy harvest- field, Which will all its full abundance At His second coming yield; Then the golden ears of harvest Will their heads before Him wave, Ripened by His glorious sunshine, From the furrows of the grave. 4 Christ is risen; we are risen; Shed upon us heavenly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory From the brightness of Thy face, 140 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. That we, Lord, with hearts in heaven, Here on earth may fruitful be, And by angel- hands be gathered, And be ever safe with Thee. 5 Hallelujah, Hallelujah! Glory be to God on high; Hallelujah to the Saviour, Who has gained the victory! Hallelujah to the Spirit, Fount of love and sanctity! Hallelujah, Hallelujah, To the Triune Majesty! 169 C. Wordsworth. D. L. M.( 242.) E dies, the Friend of sinners dies: weep A solemn darkness veils the skies; A sudden trembling shakes the ground. Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For Him Who groaned beneath your load; He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree; The Lord of glory dies for men. But, lo! what sudden joys we see, Jesus, the dead, revives again. The rising God forsakes the tomb; The tomb in vain forbids His rise! Cherubic legions guard Him home, And shout Him welcome to the skies. 3 Dry up your tears, ye saints, and tell How high your great Deliverer reigns: Sing, how He spoiled the hosts of hell, And led the tyrant Death in chains. Say, Live for ever, wondrous King, Born to redeem, and strong to save; Then ask of Death,-Oh, where's thy sting? And where's thy victory, boasting Grave? I. Watts. 170 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 141 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 512.) E is gone- a cloud of light sight: Gone beyond the highest height Of mortal gaze or angels' flight; Through the veils of time and space, Passed into the Holiest Place; All the toil, the sorrow done, All the battle fought and won. 2 He is gone- towards their goal World and Church must onward roll: Far behind we leave the past, Forwards are our glances cast: Still His words before us range Through the ages as they change: Wheresoe'er the Truth shall lead, He will give whate'er we need. 3 He is gone- but we once more Shall behold Him as before, In the heaven of heavens the same, As on earth He went and came. In the many mansions there, Place for us He will prepare: In that world, unseen, unknown, He and we may yet be one. 4 He is gone- but not in vain Wait we till He comes again; He is risen, He is not here, Far above this earthly sphere; Evermore in heart and mind, Where our peace in Him we find, To our own eternal Friend, Thitherward let us ascend. A. P. Stanley. 142 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 171 7.4.7.4.7.4.7.4.( 155.) JESU ESUS CHRIST is risen to- day, Hallelujah! Our triumphant holy day, Hallelujah! Who did once, upon the cross, Hallelujah! Suffer to redeem our loss; Hallelujah! 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing, Unto Christ our heavenly King, Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 3 But the pain which He endured, Our salvation has procured: Now above the sky He's King, Where the angels ever sing, 4 Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Anon.( Last stanza by C. Wesley.) 172 7.8.7.8.4.( 520.) ESUS lives! no longer now J terrors, appal us; HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. Jesus lives! by this we know Thou, O grave, canst not enthral us. Hallelujah! 2 Jesus lives! henceforth is death But the gate of life immortal; This shall calm our trembling breath, When we pass its gloomy portal. Hallelujah! 4 3 Jesus lives! for us He died; Then, alone to Jesus living, Pure in heart may we abide, Glory to our Saviour giving. Hallelujah! well Naught from us His love shall sever; Life, nor death, nor powers of hell Tear us from His keeping ever. Hallelujah! 5 Jesus lives! to Him the throne Over all the world is given; May we go where He is gone, Rest and reign with Him in heaven. Hallelujah! C. F. Gellert, tr. by F. E. Cox. 173 THE 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 162.) THE day of Resurrection, Earth, tell it out abroad: The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God! From death to life eternal, From this world to the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over, With hymns of victory. 143 144 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, T That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection- light; And, listening to His accents, May hear, so calm and plain, His own" All hail!" and, hearing, May raise the victor- strain. 3 Now let the heavens be joyful, Let earth her song begin; Let the round world keep triumph, And all that is therein; Invisible and visible, Their notes let all things blend, For Christ the Lord hath risen, Our joy that hath no end. John Damascene, tr. by J. M. Neale. 174 2 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) The Paviour leaves the grave; 3 T THE happy His glorious work is done, Almighty now to save. Captivity is captive led, Since Jesus liveth that was dead. Who to our charge shall lay Iniquity and guilt? All sin is done away, Since His rich blood was spilt. Captivity is captive led, Since Jesus liveth that was dead. Christ hath the ransom paid; The glorious work is done; On Him our help is laid; The victory is won. Captivity is captive led, Since Jesus liveth that was dead. 175 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. 145 4 Hail the triumphant Lord! The resurrection Thou! We bless Thy sacred Word; Before Thy Throne we bow. Captivity is captive led, Since Jesus liveth that was dead. T. Haweis. 2 D. C. M.( 532.) THE HE Lord of Sabbath let us praise In concert with the blest, Who, joyful, in harmonious lays, Employ an endless rest: Thus, Lord, while we remember Thee, We blest and pious grow; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below. 2 On this glad day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed, By God, th' Eternal Word, than when This universe was made: He rises, who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme: ' Twas great to speak the world from nought; ' Twas greater to redeem! S. Wesley, jun. 176 D. S. M.( 460.) To mansions in the skies, And round Thy throne unceasingly The songs of praise arise. But we are lingering here, With sin and care oppressed; Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, And lead us to our rest. Thou art gone up on high! But Thou didst first come down, HT K 146 HIS RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION. Through earth's most bitter agony To pass unto Thy crown; And girt with griefs and fears Our onward course must be, But only let that path of tears Lead us at last to Thee. Thou art gone up on high! But Thou shalt come again, With all the bright ones of the sky Attendant in Thy train. Oh, by Thy saving power, So make us live and die, That we may stand in that dread hour, At Thy right hand on high! 271 Mrs. E. Toke. 3 177 Y away; And bow with rapture down to see The place where Jesus lay. C. M.( 30.) E humble souls, that seek the Lord, dill 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought; Such wonders love can do: Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbbed and bled for you. 3 But raise your eyes and tune your songs, The Saviour lives again: Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqueror could detain. Op 4 High o'er th' angelic band He rears His once dishonoured head; And through unnumbered years He reigns, Who dwelt among the dead. 5 With joy like His shall every saint His vacant tomb survey; Then rise with his ascending Lord To realms of endless day. P. Doddridge. HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. VIII. HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 178 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.( 244.) LL glory to God And peace upon earth be restored! 147 O Jesu, exalted on high, Appear our omnipotent Lord! Who, meanly in Bethlehem born, eri Didst stoop to redeem a lost race, Once more to Thy creatures return, And reign in Thy kingdom of grace. 2 When Thou in our flesh didst appear, All nature acknowledged Thy birth; Arose the acceptable year, And heaven was opened on earth: Receiving its Lord from above, The world was united to bless The Giver of concord and love, The Prince and the Author of Peace. 30 wouldst Thou again be made known! Again in Thy Spirit descend, And set up in each of Thine own A kingdom that never shall end. Thou only art able to bless, And make the glad nations obey, And bid the dire enmity cease, And bow the whole world to Thy sway 4 Come then to Thy servants again, Who long Thy appearing to know, Thy quiet and peaceable reign In mercy establish below; All sorrow before Thee shall fly, And anger and hatred be o'er, And envy and malice shall die, And discord afflict us no more. 5 No horrid alarum of war Shall break our eternal repose, 148 No sound of the trumpet is there, Where Jesus' Spirit o'erflows; Appeased by the charms of Thy grace, I We all shall in amity join, And kindly each other embrace, And love with a passion like Thine. no bailazo C. Wesley. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 213 or 569.) W NOME, Thou long- expected Jesus, 179 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in Thee. WS Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth Thou art; Dear Desire of every nation, A Joy of every longing heart. ivios!! 2 Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, T Born to reign in us for ever, 917 Now Thy gracious kingdom bring: By Thine own eternal Spirit in Rule in all our hearts alone; By Thine all- sufficient merit A Raise us to Thy glorious throne. C. or J. Wesley. 180 viigure oub 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) od bak IT INTERED the holy place above, ENTE Covered with meritorious scars, The tokens of His dying love Our great High- priest in glory bears: He pleads His passion on the tree, He shows Himself to God for me. 2 Before the throne my Saviour stands, My Friend and Advocate appears; My name is graven on His hands, And Him the Father always hears; HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. While low at Jesu's cross I bow, He hears the blood of sprinkling now. 3 This instant now I may received The answer of His powerful prayer: This instant now by Him I live, His prevalence with God declare; And soon my spirit, in His hands, Shall stand where my Forerunner stands. C. Wesley. 181 281 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 132.) LORY to God on high! U Let praises fill the sky; Praise ye His Name: Angels His Name adore, arrot. Who all our sorrows bore; 2 And saints cry evermore, Worthy the Lamb! 2 All they around the throne Cheerfully join in one, Praising His Name; We who have felt His blood Sealing our peace with God, Spread His dear fame abroad; Worthy the Lamb! 3[ To Him our hearts we raise, None else shall have our praise; Praise ye His Name: Him our exalted Lord, By us below adored, We praise with one accord, Worthy the Lamb!] 149 4 Join all the human race, Our Lord and God to bless, Praise ye His Name: In Him we will rejoice, Making a cheerful noise, 150 182 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. And say with heart and voice, Worthy the Lamb! 5 Though we must change our place, Our souls shall never cease Praising His Name; 3 To Him we'll tribute bring, H Laud Him our gracious King, huh And, without ceasing, sing, Worthy the Lamb! J. Allen. 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 205.) TARK! ten thousand harps and voices Jesus reigns, and Heaven rejoices; Jesus reigns, the God of love. See He sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Well may angels, bright and glorious, Sing the praises of the Lamb; While on earth, He proved victorious; Now He bears a matchless Name. Well may angels sing of Him: W Heaven supplies no richer theme. ome, ye saints, unite your praises With the angels round His throne; Soon, we hope our Lord will raise us To the place where He is gone. Meet it is that we should sing, Glory, glory to our King. mill 4 Sing how Jesus came from heaven, How He bore the cross below, How all power to Him is given, How He reigns in glory now. ' Tis a great and endless theme; Oh,' tis sweet to sing of Him! 5 Jesus! hail, Whose glory brightens All above and gives it worth; 2 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms Thy saints on earth. When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it Love Divine. T. Kelly. 183 3 D. S. M.( 146.) ESUS, the Conqueror, reigns, In glorious strength arrayed, His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad. Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesu's mighty love, Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, To Him Who rules above. Extol His kingly power; Kiss the exalted Son, Who died, and lives to die no more, High on His Father's throne: Our Advocate with God, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the earth abroad The victory of His cross. The world cannot withstand Its ancient Conqueror, 151 The world must sink beneath the hand Which arms us for the war; This is the victory! Before our faith they fall; Jesus hath died for you and me: Believe, and conquer all! C. Wesley. 184 8.7.8.7.4.7.( 557.) LOOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious: See the of now, From the fight returned victorious: Every knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him, crown Him! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 152 2 Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him: dhe Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him, crown Him! Crown the Saviour, King of kings. 3 Sinners in derision crowned Him, HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. Mocking thus the Saviour's claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him, crown Him! Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 4 Hark! those bursts of acclamation; Hark! those loud triumphant chords; Jesus takes the highest station: O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him, crown Him! King of kings, and Lord of lords! 185 2 T. Kelly. 6.6.8.6.6.8.( 147.) MY heart and voice I raise, To spread Messiah's praise; Messiah's praise let all repeat; The universal Lord, By Whose Almighty word Creation rose in form complete. A servant's form He wore, And in His body bore Our dreadful curse on Calvary: He like a victim stood, And poured His sacred blood, To set the guilty captives free. 3 But soon the Victor rose Triumphant o'er His foes, And led the vanquished host in chains: 4 5 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. He threw their empire down, His foes compelled to own, O'er all the great Messiah reigns. With mercy's mildest grace, He governs all our race, In wisdom, righteousness, and love: Who to Messiah fly Shall find redemption nigh, And all His great salvation prove. T81 Hail, Saviour, Prince of Peace! Thy kingdom shall increase, Till all the world Thy glory see; And righteousness abound, As the great deep profound, And fill the earth with purity! 186 6.6.8.6.6.8.( 147.) SECOND PART. JERUSA shall I call thee mine? And to thy holy hill attain, Where weary pilgrims rest, And in thy glories blest, With God Messiah ever reign? B. Rhodes. 153 2 There saints and angels join[ 8] In fellowship divine, And rapture swells the solemn lay: While all with one accord Adore their glorious Lord, And shout His praise in endless day. 3 May I but find the grace To fill a humble place In that inheritance above; My tuneful voice I'll raise In songs of loudest praise, To spread Thy fame, Redeeming Love. 154 4 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. Reign, true Messiah, reign! Thy kingdom shall remain When stars and sun no more shall shine; Mysterious Deity, Who ne'er began to be, To sound Thy endless praise be mine! B. Rhodes. 187 9.6.9.6.9.6.9.6.( 245.) H, show me not my Saviour dying, Nor in the tomb, a Captive lying, For He has left the dead. Then bid me not that form extended For my Redeemer own, Who, to the highest heavens ascended, In glory fills the throne. BI 2 Weep not for Him at Calvary's station! Weep only for thy sins; View where He lay with exultation; ' Tis there our hope begins. Yet stay not there, thy sorrow feeding Amid the scenes He trod; Look up and see Him interceding At the right hand of God. 3[ Still in the shameful Cross I glory, Where His dear blood was spilt; For there the great Propitiatory ba Abolished all my guilt. stal Yet what,' mid conflict and temptation, Shall strength and succour give? He lives, the Captain of Salvation; Therefore His servants live.] 4 By death, He death's dark king defeated, And overcame the grave; Rising, the triumph He completed, He lives, He reigns to save. of HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 155 Heaven's happy myriads bow before Him: He comes, the Judge of men; These eyes shall see Him and adore Him: Lord Jesus! own me then. 188 en Ino C. M.( 54 or 52.) mol A 0 THE delights, the heavenly joys, The glories of the place ing Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams Of His o'erflowing grace. 2 Sweet majesty and awful love Sit smiling on His brow, And all the glorious ranks above At humble distance bow. J. Conder. 3 Princes to His imperial Name Bend their bright sceptres down, Dominions, thrones, and powers rejoice To see Him wear the crown. ma 4 Archangels sound His lofty praise Through every heavenly street, And lay their highest honours down Submissive at His feet. 189 5 His head, the dear majestic head, oel That cruel thorns did wound, See what immortal glories shine, And circle it around. 6 This is the Man, th' exalted man, Whom we unseen adore; But when our eyes behold His face, Our hearts shall love Him more. I. Watts. 8.8.8.6.( 229.) 0 THOU, the contrite sinner's Friend, Who, loving, lov'st them to the end, On this alone my hopes depend, That Thou wilt plead for me. 156 2 When, weary in the Christian race, Far off appears_my resting- place, And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace, Then, Saviour, plead for me. HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 3 When I have erred and gone astray Afar from Thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimmering, guiding ray, Still, Saviour, plead for me. 4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold, Then with Thy pitying arms enfold, And plead, O plead, for me! 5 And when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with anguish, guilt, and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me. 6 When the full light of heavenly day Reveals my sins in dread array, Say, Thou hast washed them all away; O say, Thou plead'st for me! Miss C. Elliot. 190 2 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138 or 455.) EJOICE, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love; When He had purged our stains, He took His seat above: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 3 4 HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 6 His kingdom cannot fail; He rules o'er earth and Heaven; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. He sits at God's right hand, Till all His foes submit, And bow to His command ,. And fall beneath His feet: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 5 He all His foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy; And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take His servants up E To their eternal home: We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice! C. Wesley. A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 157 ser lim oll 191 C. M.( 50.) THE Head that once was crowned with thorns, 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is His, is His by right, The King of kings and Lord of lords, And Heaven's eternal Light. 158 3 The joy of all who dwell above, Ha The joy of all below, To whom He manifests His love And grants His Name to know. HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 4 To them the Cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy the joy of Heaven. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with Him above, Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of His love. 6 The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him: His people's hope, His people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. Y T. Kelly. 192 L. M.( 85 or 97.) THE Lord is King, and earth submits, to His sway, Between the cherubim He sits, And makes His restless foes obey. to our 2 All power is to our Jesus given, O'er earth's rebellious sons He reigns; He mildly rules the hosts of Heaven, And holds the powers of hell in chains. 3 In vain doth Satan rage his hour, Beyond his chain he cannot go; Our Jesus shall stir up His power, And soon avenge us of our foe. 4 Jesus shall His great arm reveal; Jesus, the woman's conquering Seed, ( Though now the Serpent bruise His heel) Jesus shall bruise the Serpent's head. HIS INTERCESSION AND REIGN. 193 5 The enemy his tares hath sown, But Christ shall shortly root them up, Shall cast the dire accuser down, And disappoint his children's hope; 6 Shall magnify the sovereign grace Of Him that sits upon the throne; And earth and heaven conspire to praise Jehovah, and His conquering Son. C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 99 or 385.) THERE high the heavenly Temple stands, A great High Priest our nature wears; The Guardian of mankind appears. 2 He Who for men their Surety stood, And poured on earth His precious Blood, Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan, The Saviour and the Friend of man. 3 Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a Brother's eye; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. 4 Our Fellow- sufferer yet retains A fellow- feeling of our pains; And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries. 5 In every pang that rends the heart, The Man of Sorrows had a part; He sympathises with our grief, And to the sufferer sends relief. 159 6 With boldness, therefore, at the Throne, Let us make all our sorrows known, And ask the aid of Heavenly power, To help us in the evil hour. M. Bruce. Univ.- Bibl. Giessen 160 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 2002 IX. HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 11.12 / 94 C. M.( 53.) Y faith we find the place above, Beneath the shade of dying love, ul And in the clefts remain. 2 Jesus, to Thy dear wounds we flee, We sink into Thy side; Assured that all who trust in Thee bus Shall evermore abide. hard br ser 3 Then let the thundering trumpet sound, The latest lightnings glare, The mountains melt, the solid ground Dissolve as liquid air. 4 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reigns, When Nature is destroyed, And no created thing remains Throughout the flaming void. 195 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 566.) Phoed all 5 Thy power omnipotent assume, Thy brightest majesty! ad And when Thou dost in glory come, My Lord, remember me! C. Wesley. YHRIST is coming, let creation Bid her groans and travail cease: Let the glorious proclamation Hope restore, and faith increase. Christ is coming! Come, Thou blessed Prince of Peace! 30 to lie 2 Earth can now but tell the story Of Thy bitter Cross and pain, HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 161 She shall yet behold Thy glory, When Thou comest back to reign. Christ is coming! lah Let each heart repeat the strain! 3 Though once cradled in a manger, Oft no pillow but the sod; Here an alien and a stranger, Mocked of men, and bruised of God. All creation Yet shall own Thy kingly rod. 4 Long Thine exiles have been pining, Far from rest, and home, and Thee; But in heavenly vesture shining, They shall soon Thy glory see. Christ is coming! Haste the joyous jubilee! 5 With that" blessèd hope" before us, Let no harp remain unstrung, Let the mighty Advent chorus Onward roll from tongue to tongue. Christ is coming! 196 Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come! J. R. Macduff. 8.8.8.( 227.) DAY AY of wrath, O day of mourning, See the Crucified returning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On Whose sentence all dependeth. 3 Wondrous sound the Trumpet flingeth, Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth, All before the Throne it bringeth. 308 4 Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. L 162 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 5 Lo! the Book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded, Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, podl Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding? When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of Pity, then befriend us. 9 Think, kind Jesus, my salvation Caused Thy wondrous Incarnation: Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary, Thou hast sought me, On the Cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution, Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning: Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest! 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing; Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favoured sheep, O place me, Nor among the goats abase me, But to Thy right hand upraise me! 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with Thy saints surrounded! HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 163 17 Low I kneel with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition: Help me in my last condition! 18 Ah! that day of tears and mourning! earth Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all- pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. 197 Adapted from the Latin. GE 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.( 217.) G YREAT God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! I see the Judge of men appear, On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before: Prepare, my soul, to meet Him! 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding. No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing, For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing: Earth's day of grace is past and gone; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. 4 Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! I see the Judge of men appear, On clouds of glory seated! 164 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. Low at His cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Him. W. B. Collyer( First stanza Anon. from B. Ringwald). 198 8.7.8.7.8.7.( 208 or 210.) the Came with peace from realms on high; Jesus came for man's redemption, Lowly came on earth to die; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Came in deep humility. 2 Jesus comes again in mercy, When our hearts are bowed with care; Jesus comes again in answer To an earnest, heartfelt prayer; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Comes to save us from despair. 3 Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing, Bringing news of sins forgiven; Jesus comes in sounds of gladness, Leading souls redeemed to heaven: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Now the gate of death is riven. 4 Jesus comes in joy and sorrow, Shares alike our hopes and fears; Jesus comes, whate'er befalls us, Glads our hearts, and dries our tears; Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Cheering e'en our failing years. 5 Jesus comes on clouds triumphant, When the heavens shall pass away; Jesus comes again in glory:Let us then our homage pay. Hallelujah! ever singing, Till the dawn of endless day. G. Thring. HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 165 199 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 565.) Lo! He comes, with clouds descending, Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumphs of His train: Hallelujah! God appears, on earth to reign! 2 Every eye shall now behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought and sold Him, Pierced, and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of His passion Still His dazzling body bears; Cause of endless exultation To His ransomed worshippers; With what rapture Gaze we on those glorious scars! 4 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear! All His saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Hallelujah! See the day of God appear! 5 Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee, High on Thy eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own; Jah, Jehovah, Everlasting God, come down! 200 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604 or 608.) C. Wesley. 0 QUICKLY come, dread Judge of all; For, awful though Thine advent be, All shadows from the truth will fall, And falsehood die, in sight of Thee: 166 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. O quickly come for doubt and fear eer Like clouds dissolve when Thou art near. 2 O quickly come, great King of all; Reign all around us, and within; Let sin no more our souls enthral, Let pain and sorrow die with sin: O quickly come: for Thou alone D Canst make Thy scattered people one. 30 quickly come, true Life of all; For death is mighty all around; On every home his shadows fall, On every heart his mark is found: O quickly come: for grief and pain Can never cloud Thy glorious reign. 40 quickly come, true Light of all; For gloomy night broods o'er our way; And weakly souls begin to fall With weary watching for the day: O quickly come: for round Thy throne No eye is blind, no night is known. L. Tuttiett. 201 7.6.8.6.7.6.8.6.( 728.) TEN thousand times ten thousand, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light: ' Tis finished! all is finished, Their fight with death and sin; Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. 2 What rush of hallelujahs Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made! OOS HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 167 O joy, for all its former woes A thousandfold repaid! 3 Oh, then, what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore! What knitting severed friendships up Where partings are no more! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle 800 That brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. 4 Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power, and reign: Appear, Desire of nations! Thine exiles long for home; Show in the heavens Thy promised sign, Thou Prince and Saviour, come! H. Alford. 202 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.( 218.) THE Lord of Might from Sinai's brow And Israel lay on earth below, Outstretched in fear and wonder: Beneath His feet was pitchy night, And at His left hand and His right The rocks were rent asunder. 2 The Lord of Love on Calvary, A meek and suffering stranger, Upraised to heaven His languid eye In nature's hour of danger; For us He bore the weight of woe, For us He gave His blood to flow, And met His Father's anger. 3 The Lord of Love, the Lord of Might, The King of all created, 168 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. Shall back return to claim His right On clouds of glory seated; With trumpet- sound and angel- song, And hallelujahs loud and long, O'er death and hell defeated. 203 R. Heber. 8.7.8.8.7.7.7.7.7. THOU art coming, O my Saviour! In Thy beauty all- resplendent, In Thy glory all- transcendent; Well may we rejoice and sing! Coming in the op'ning east, Herald brightness slowly swells! Coming! O my glorious Priest, Hear we not Thy golden bells? 2 Thou art coming, Thou art coming! We shall meet Thee on Thy way, We shall see Thee, we shall know Thee, We shall bless Thee, we shall show Thee All our hearts could never say! What an anthem that will be, Ringing out our love to Thee, Pouring out our rapture sweet At Thine own all- glorious feet! 3 Thou art coming! we are waiting With a hope that cannot fail; Asking not the day or hour, Resting on Thy word of power, A Anchored safe within the veil. Time appointed may be long, But the vision must be sure: Certainty shall make us strong, Joyful patience can endure! 40 the joy to see Thee reigning, T Thee, my own belovèd Lord! HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. 204 Indone 3 4 Every tongue Thy name confessing, Worship, honour, glory, blessing, Brought to Thee with glad accord! Thee, my Master and my Friend, Vindicated and enthroned; Unto earth's remotest end Glorified, adored, and owned! OS F. R. Havergal. D. S. M.( 461.) THOU Judge of quick and dead, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear; Our cautioned souls prepare For that tremendous Day, And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray. 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from Heaven come down. Th' immortal Son of man, To judge the human race, With all Thy Father's dazzling train, With all Thy glorious grace. 169 To damp our earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fears, For ever let th' Archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears; The solemn midnight cry, " Ye Dead, the Judge is come! Arise, and meet Him in the sky, And meet your instant doom!" O may we thus be found, Obedient to His word, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord! 170 HIS SECOND COMING AND JUDGMENT. O may we thus ensure A lot among the blest: And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest! 205 C. Wesley. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 450 or 453.) arise, YE With all the dead' awake! OS VE virgin Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take: Upstarting at the midnight cry, " Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh!" He comes, He comes to call The nations to His bar, And raise to glory all Who fit for glory are; Made ready for your full reward, Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 3 5 Go, meet Him in the sky, Your everlasting Friend; Your Head to glorify, With all His saints ascend; Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace To see, without a veil, His face! 4 Ye that have here received The unction from above, And in His Spirit lived, Obedient to His love, Jesus shall claim you for His bride: Rejoice with all the sanctified! The everlasting doors Shall soon the saints receive, Above yon angel powers In glorious joy to live; Far from a world of grief and sin, With God eternally shut in. 6 THE HOLY SPIRIT. Then let us wait to hear The trumpet's welcome sound; To see our Lord appear, Watching let us be found: When Jesus doth the heavens bow, Be found- as, Lord, Thou find'st us now! C. Wesley. TOS IV. THE HOLY SPIRIT: HIS PERSON AND WORK. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 441.) COME, Holy Ghost, in love, on us 206 Thine own bright ray! Divinely good Thou art; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart: O come to- day! 2 Come, tenderest Friend and best, Our most delightful Guest, With soothing power: Rest, which the weary know, Shade,' mid the noontide glow, Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us this hour! 3 Come, Light serene and still, Our inmost bosoms fill, 171 Dwell in each breast; We know no dawn but Thine, Send forth Thy beams divine, On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest! 172 207 4 Come, all the faithful bless: Let all who Christ confess His praise employ; Give virtue's rich reward, Victorious death accord, And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy! THE HOLY SPIRIT: 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 607.) NOME, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire; Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost Thy sevenfold gifts impart. Thy blessèd unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love. Robert II. of France, tr. by Ray Palmer. 208 2 2 Enable with perpetual light The dulness of our blinded sight. Anoint and cheer our soilèd face With the abundance of Thy grace; Keep far our foes; give peace at home; Where Thou art Guide, no ill can come. 3 Teach us to know the Father, Son, And Thee of Both, to be but One, That, through the ages all along, Thy praise may be our endless song; Praise to Thy eternal merit, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit! aos From the Latin, tr. by J. Cosin. S. M.( 12.) CLe Thy bright beams arise, NOME, Dispel all sorrow from our minds, All darkness from our eyes. Cheer our desponding hearts, Thou heavenly Paraclete; 3 4 5 HIS PERSON AND WORK. Give us to lie, with humble hope, At our Redeemer's feet. Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove; And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never- dying love. Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The secret love of God. ' Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life through every part, And new- create the whole. 6 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts; Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know and praise and love The Father, Son, and Thee! J. Hart. 209 L.M.( 63.) COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, My sinful maladies remove; Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Guide, O'er every thought and step preside. 2 The light of truth to me display; That I may know and choose my way; Plant holy fear within mine heart, That I from God may ne'er depart. 3 Conduct me safe, conduct me far From every sin and hurtful snare; Lead me to God, my final Rest, In His enjoyment to be blest. 173 4 Lead me to Christ, the Living Way, Nor let me from His pastures stray: Lead me to Heaven, the seat of bliss, Where pleasure in perfection is. 174 5 Lead me to holiness, the road That I must take to dwell with God; Lead to Thy Word, that rules must give, And sure directions how to live. THE HOLY SPIRIT: 6 Thus I, conducted stil by Thee, Of God a child beloved shall be, Here to His family pertain, Hereafter with Him ever reign. 210 L. M.( 399.) NOME, O Creator Spirit blest! up S. Browne. rest; Come, with Thy grace and heavenly aid, To fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 2 Great Paraclete; to Thee we cry: O highest gift of God most high! O fount of life! O fire of love! And sweet anointing from above! 3 The sacred sevenfold grace is Thine, COS Dread Finger of the hand Divine! The promise of the Father Thou! Who dost the tongue with power endow. 4 Our senses touch with light and fire; Our hearts with charity inspire; And, with endurance from on high, The weakness of our flesh supply. 5 Far back our enemy repel, And let Thy peace within us dwell; So may we, having Thee for guide, Turn from each hurtful thing aside. 60 may Thy grace on us bestow The Father and the Son to know, And evermore to hold confest Thyself of each the Spirit blest. From the Latin, tr. by E. Caswall. 4 211 HIS PERSON AND WORK. 7.7.7.5.( 170.) NOME to our poor nature's night, With Thy blessèd inward light, Holy Ghost, the Infinite, Comforter Divine. 2 We are sinful- cleanse us, Lord: Sick and faint- Thy strength afford: Lost- until by Thee restored, Comforter Divine. 3 Orphans are our souls and poor; Give us, from Thy heavenly store, Faith, love, joy, for evermore, Comforter Divine. 4 Like the dew Thy peace distil; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine. 5 Gentle, awful, holy Guest, Make Thy temple in each breast, There Thy presence be confessed, Comforter Divine. 6 With us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine. 7 In us" Abba, Father," cry, Earnest of the bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter Divine. 8 Search for us the depths of God; Upwards, by the starry road, Bear us to Thy high abode, Comforter Divine. G. Rawson. 175 176 212 THE HOLY SPIRIT: 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604.) CREA REATOR Spirit, by Whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every humble mind; Come, pour Thy joys on human kind; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make Thy temples worthy Thee. 2 0 Source of uncreated heat, The Father's promised Paraclete, Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. 3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high Rich in Thy sevenfold energy; Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe; Give us Thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by Thee. 4 Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend th' Almighty Father's name: The Saviour- Son be glorified, Who for lost man's redemption died; And equal adoration be, Eternal Comforter, to Thee. 213 From the Latin, par. by J. Dryden C. M.( 57.) ENTH NTHRONED on high, Almighty Lord, Thy Holy Ghost send down; Fulfil in us Thy faithful word, And all Thy mercies crown. 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire Their wondrous powers impart; Grant, Saviour, what we more desire, Thy Spirit in our heart. 177 3 Spirit of life, and light, and love! O Thy heavenly influence give; Quicken our souls, born from above, That we in Christ may live. HIS PERSON AND WORK. ais 4 To our benighted minds reveal The glories of His grace; And bring us where no clouds conceal The brightness of His face. 5 His love within us shed abroad, Life's ever- springing well; Till God in us, and we in God, In love eternal dwell. T. Haweis. 214 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) E TERNAL Spirit! Source of light! Enlivening, consecrating fire! Descend, and with celestial heat Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire: Our souls refine, our dross consume; Come, condescending Spirit, come! 2 In our cold breasts, O strike a spark Of the pure flame which seraphs feel; Nor let us wander in the dark, Or lie benumbed and lifeless still: Come, vivifying Spirit, come, And make our souls Thy constant home! 3 Whatever guilt and madness dare, We would not quench the heavenly fire; Our hearts as fuel we prepare, Though in the flame we should expire; Our breasts expand to make Thee room; Come, purifying Spirit, come! DRA 4 Let pure devotion's fervour rise; Let every pious passion glow: M THE HOLY SPIRIT: 178 O let the raptures of the skies this Kindle in our cold hearts below! Come, condescending Spirit, come, And make our hearts Thy constant home! S. Davies. 215 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 503.) RACIOUS Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would gracious be, And with words that help and heal Would Thy life in mine reveal; And with actions bold and meek Would for Christ my Saviour speak. 2 Truthful Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would truthful be, And with wisdom kind and clear Let Thy life in mine appear, And with actions brotherly Speak my Lord's sincerity. OBSC 3 Tender Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would tender be; Shut my heart up like a flower At temptation's darksome hour. Open it, when shines the sun, al And His love by fragrance own. 4 Mighty Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would mighty be, Mighty so as to prevail Where unaided man must fail, Ever, by a mighty hope, Pressing on and bearing up. 5 Holy Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would holy be; Separate from sin, I would Choose and cherish all things good, And whatever I can be Give to Him, Who gave me Thee! T. T. Lynch 216 HIS PERSON AND WORK. 7.7.7.5.( 169.) GE RACIOUS Spirit, Holy Ghost, Taught by Thee, we covet most Of Thy gifts at Pentecost, Holy, heavenly Love. 2 Faith, that mountains could remove, Tongues of earth or heaven above, Knowledge- all things- empty prove, Without heavenly Love. 3 Though I as a martyr bleed, Give my goods the poor to feed, All is vain- if Love I need; Therefore, give me Love. 4 Love is kind, and suffers long; Love is meek, and thinks no wrong; Love than death itself more strong: Therefore, give us Love. 5 Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day; Love will ever with us stay: Therefore, give us Love. 6 Faith will vanish into sight; Hope be emptied in delight; Love in heaven will shine more bright, Therefore, give us Love. 7 Faith and Hope and Love we see Joining hand in hand agree; But the greatest of the three, And the best, is Love. 8 From the overshadowing Of Thy gold and silver wing, Shed on us, who to Thee sing, Holy, heavenly Love. 179 C. Wordsworth. 180 217 THE HOLY SPIRIT: GR 7.7.7.7.( 115.) RANTED is the Saviour's prayer, Sent the gracious Comforter; Promise of our parting Lord, Jesus now to heaven restored; 2 Christ, Who now gone up on high Captive leads captivity; While His foes from Him receive Grace, that God with man may live. 3 God, the everlasting God, Makes with mortals His abode; Whom the heavens cannot contain, He vouchsafes to dwell in man. ais 4 Never will He thence depart, Inmate of an humble heart; Carrying on His work within, vol Striving till He casts out sin. 5 There He helps our feeble moans, Deepens our imperfect groans, Intercedes in silence there, and Sighs th' unutterable prayer. 6 Come, divine and peaceful Guest, Enter our devoted breast; 218 Life divine in us renew, ad egoll Thou the Gift, and Giver too! C. or J. Wesley. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 717.) EAR us, Thou that broodedst Waking all creation From its primal sleep;& Holy Spirit, breathing ori Breath of life divine, Breathe into our spirits, Blending them with Thine. boda HIS PERSON AND WORK. Light and Life Immortal! Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise. 2 When the sun ariseth In a cloudless sky, May we feel Thy Presence, Holy Spirit, nigh; Shed Thy radiance o'er us, Keep it cloudless still, Through the day before us, Perfecting Thy will. Light and Life Immortal!& c. 3 When the fight is fiercestIn the noontide heat, Bear us, Holy Spirit, To our Saviour's feet, There to find a refuge Till our work is done, There to fight the battle Till the battle's won. eis Light and Life Immortal!& c. 4 If the day be falling Sadly as it goes, Slowly in its sadness Sinking to its close, May Thy love in mercy Kindling, ere it die, Cast a ray of glory O'er our evening sky. Light and Life Immortal!& c. 5 Morning, noon, and evening, Whensoe'er it be, Grant us, Gracious Spirit, Quickening life in Thee; Life, that gives us, living, Life of heavenly love; 181 nady 182 THE HOLY SPIRIT: Life, that brings us, dying, Life from heaven above. Life and Light Immortal! Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise. G. Thring. 219 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8. TOLY Ghost, dispel our sadness, Come, Thou Source of sweetest gladness, Breathe Thy life, and spread Thy light! Loving Spirit, God of Peace! Great Distributor of grace! Rest upon this congregation, Hear, Ò hear our supplication! 2 From that height which knows no measure As a gracious shower descend, Bringing down the richest treasure Men can wish, or God can send! O Thou Glory, shining down From the Father and the Son, Grant us Thy illumination! Rest upon this congregation! 3 Manifest Thy love for ever; Fence us in on every side; In distress be our Reliever, Guard and teach, support and guide! Let Thy kind effectual grace Turn our feet from evil ways; Show Thyself our new Creator, And conform us to Thy Nature! 4 Be our Friend on each occasion, God! omnipotent to save! When we die, be our salvation, When we're buried, be our grave! HIS PERSON AND WORK. And, when from the grave we rise, Take us up above the skies, Seat us with Thy saints in glory, There for ever to adore Thee! P. Gerhardt, tr. by J. G. Jacobi; var. by A. M. Toplady. 220 vi 7.7.7.( 494.) How from highest heaven appear, TOLY Ghost!! Shed Thy gracious radiance here. 2 Come to them who suffer dearth, With Thy gifts of priceless worth, Lighten all who dwell on earth! 3 Thou the heart's most precious guest, Thou of comforters the best, Give to us, the o'erladen, rest. 4 Come! in Thee our toil is sweet, Shelter from the noon- day heat, From whom sorrow flieth fleet. 5 Blessed Sun of Grace! o'er all Faithful hearts who on Thee call Let Thy light and solace fall. 6 What without Thy aid is wrought, Skilful deed or wisest thought, God will count but vain and nought. 7 Cleanse us, Lord, from sinful stain, O'er the parchèd heart, oh rain! Heal the wounded from its pain. 183 8 Bend the stubborn will to Thine, Melt the cold with fire divine, Erring hearts aright incline. 9 Grant us, Lord, who cry to Thee, Steadfast in the faith to be, Give Thy gifts of charity. 184 10 May we live in holiness, And in death find happiness, T And abide with Thee in bliss! Robert II. of France, tr. by Miss C. Winkworth. 221 THE HOLY SPIRIT: 7.7.7.7.( 114.) HOLY TOLY Ghost, with light Divine, OSS Shine upon this heart of mine; Chase the shades of night away, Turn the darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost, with power Divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; Long has sin without control Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost, with joy Divine, Cheer this saddened heart of mine; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 4 Holy Spirit, all Divine, Dwell within this heart of mine; Cast down every idol throne; Reign supreme, and reign alone! 222 IT A. Reed. 7.7.7.7.( 416.) TOLY Spirit, Truth Divine! of mine; Word of God, and inward Light, Wake my spirit, clear my sight. 2 Holy Spirit, Love Divine! Glow within this heart of mine; Kindle every high desire; Perish self in Thy pure fire! 3 Holy Spirit, Power Divine! Fill and nerve this will of mine; By Thee may I strongly live, Bravely bear, and nobly strive! 4 Holy Spirit, Right Divine! King, within my conscience reign; Be my Lord, and shall be Firmly bound, for ever free. tool HIS PERSON AND WORK. 5 Holy Spirit, Peace Divine! Still this restless heart of mine; Agg Speak to calm this tossing sea, Stayed in Thy tranquillity. 6 Holy Spirit, Joy Divine! Gladden Thou this heart of mine; In the desert ways I'll sing, Spring, O Well, for ever spring! 223 S. Longfellow. L. M.( 72.) JESU ESUS, we on the word depend, Spoken by Thee while present here, " The Father in My name shall send The Holy Ghost, the Comforter." 2 That promise made to Adam's race, Now, Lord, in us, even us, fulfil; And give the Spirit of Thy grace, To teach us all Thy perfect will. 185 3 That heavenly Teacher of mankind, That Guide infallible impart, To bring Thy sayings to our mind, And write them on our faithful heart. 4 He only can the words apply Through which we endless life possess; And deal to each his legacy, His Lord's unutterable peace. 5 That peace of God, that peace of Thine, O might He now to us bring in, And fill our souls with power divine, And make an end of fear and sin; 186 6 The length and breadth of love reveal, The height and depth of Deity; And all the sons of glory seal, 224 2 3 And change, and make us all like Thee! C. or J. Wesley. S. M.( 9.) Fidt Ilma In this accepted hour, As on the day of Pentecost, Descend in all Thy power! We meet with one accord In our appointed place, And wait the promise of our Lord, The Spirit of all grace. 5 THE HOLY SPIRIT: 4 The young, the old, inspire T With wisdom from above, 6 Like mighty rushing wind Upon the waves beneath, Move with one impulse every mind, One soul, one feeling breathe; And give us hearts and tongues of fire To pray, and praise, and love. Spirit of Light, explore And chase our gloom away, With lustre shining more and more Unto the perfect day. Spirit of Truth, be Thou In life and death our Guide! O Spirit of Adoption, nowiun off 1 May we be sanctified! J. Montgomery. 225 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 492.) M¹ IGHTY Quickener, Spirit Blest, Who to life didst wake me! Wilt Thou not become my Guest, For Thy dwelling take me, HIS PERSON AND WORK. Strong and sweet in me abide, To all Truth become my guide, And for spirits glorified Meet companion make me? 2 Lord! along this earthly way Thou Thy pilgrim greetest; To Thy thankful child each day ha Thou Thy love repeatest; Thou dost bid me weep no more, Thou dost teach this song to soar, Thou dost all the sweetness pour When my life is sweetest. 226 3 Here while yet my race I run, Thou wilt never leave me: Of my Shield and of my Sun What can e'er bereave me? There with all the heirs of grace, Shall not I behold Thy face? To the bliss of Thine embrace Wilt Thou not receive me? T. H. Gill. 8.6.8.4.( 189 or 526.) UR blest Redeemer, ere He breathed A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, With us to dwell. 2 He came in semblance of a dove, With sheltering wings outspread, The holy balm of peace and love On each to shed, 3 He came in tongues of living fire, To teach, convince, subdue; All- powerful as the wind He cameAs viewless too. 187 4 He came sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing Guest, 188 THE HOLY SPIRIT: While He can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 5 And His that gentle voice we hear, Soft as the breath of even, That checks each fault, that calms each fear, And speaks of Heaven. 6 And every virtue we possess, And every conquest won, And every thought of holiness, Are His alone. 7 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see; O make our hearts Thy dwelling- place, And meet for Thee. 8 Now praise the Father, praise the Son, Blest Spirit, praise to Thee, All praise to God, the Three in One, The One in Three. H. Auber. 227 L. M.( 84.) UR Jesus is gone up on high, It now comes streaming from the sky, The Spirit comes, and sinners live. 2 To every one whom God shall call The promise is securely made; To you far off; He calls you all; Believe the word which Christ hath said; 3" The Holy Ghost, if I depart, The Comforter shall surely come, Shall make the contrite sinner's heart His loved, His everlasting home." 4 Lord, we believe to us and ours The apostolic promise given; We wait the Pentecostal powers, The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven. HIS PERSON AND WORK. 5 Ah! leave us not to mourn below, a Or long for Thy return to pine; la Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow, mo And fix in us the Guest Divine. 6 Assembled here with one accord, Calmly we wait the promised grace, The purchase of our dying Lord: hot Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 7 If every one that asks may find, 20 If still Thou dost on sinners fall, Come as a mighty rushing wind; Great grace be now upon us all. ess 228 8 Behold, to Thee our souls aspire, And languish Thy descent to meet; Kindle in each the living fire, And fix in every heart Thy seat. 12 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 374 or 371.) odiva bita/ PIRIT Divine, attend our prayers, : Descend with all Thy gracious powers, O come- Great Spirit- come! 189 2 Come as the light- to us reveal Our emptiness and woe; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire- and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew- and sweetly bless This consecrated hour: May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power. #d ES 5 Come as the dove- and spread Thy wings, The wings of peaceful Love; 190 THE HOLY SPIRIT: And let Thy Church on earth become Blest as the Church above. 6 Come as the wind- with rushing sound And Pentecostal grace; That all of woman born may see The glory of Thy face. 7 Spirit Divine! attend our prayers, Make a lost world Thy home; Descend with all Thy gracious powers, O come- Great Spirit- come! A. Reed. 229 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) PIRIT of truth, essential SP Who didst Thy ancient saints inspire, Shed in their hearts Thy love abroad, And touch their hallowed lips with fire; Our God from all eternity, World without end we worship Thee! 832 2 Still we believe, almighty Lord, Whose presence fills both earth and heaven, The meaning of the written word Is by Thy inspiration given; Thou only dost Thyself explain The secret mind of God to man. 3 Come, then, divine Interpreter, The scriptures to our hearts apply; And, taught by Thee, we God revere, Him in Three Persons magnify; In each the Triune God adore, Who was, and is for evermore. 230 C. Wesley. C. M.( 375.) QPIRIT of truth, on this Thy day To Thee for help we cry, To guide us through the dreary way Of dark mortality. HIS PERSON AND WORK. 2 We ask not, Lord, Thy cloven flame, Or tongues of various tone; But long Thy praises to proclaim With fervour in our own. 3 We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more: Enough for us to trace Thy will In Scripture's sacred lore. 4 We neither have nor seek the power Ill demons to control; But Thou in dark temptation's hour Shalt chase them from the soul. 5 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share; Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, And bless Thee in our prayer. 6 When tongues shall cease, and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay With faith, with hope, with love. R. Heber. 231 8.8.6.( 736.) Thee, T For all Thy grace and power benign, Sing we Hallelujah! 2 To Thee, Whose faithful voice doth win The wandering from the ways of sin, Sing we Hallelujah! 191 3 To Thee, Whose faithful power doth heal, Enlighten, sanctify, and seal, Sing we Hallelujah! 4 To Thee, Whose faithful truth is shown By every promise made our own, Sing we Hallelujah! 5 To Thee, our Teacher, and our Friend, Our faithful Leader to the end, Sing we Hallelujah! 192 THE HOLY SPIRIT: HIS PERSON AND WORK. 6 To Thee, by Jesus Christ sent down, E Of all His gifts the sum and crown, Sing we Hallelujah! 7 To Thee, Who art with God the Son And God the Father ever one, 100 Sing we Hallelujah! 232 F. R. Havergal. C. M.( 357 or 40.) THEN God of old came down from heaven, He came: Before His feet the clouds were riven, Half darkness and half flame. 2[ Around the trembling mountain's base The prostrate people lay; A day of wrath, and not of grace; A dim and dreadful day.] 3 But, when He came the second time, He came in power and love; Hot 60 Softer than gale at morning prime, Hovered His holy Dove. 4 The fires, that rushed on Sinai down In sudden torrents dread, Now gently light, a glorious crown 1 On every sainted head. 5 And, as on Israel's awe- struck ear The voice exceeding loud, iebusy The trump, that angels quake to hear, Thrilled from the deep dark cloud; 6 So, when the Spirit of our God Came down, His flock to find, A voice from heaven was heard abroad, A rushing, mighty wind. 7 It fills the Church of God, it fills The sinful world around; Only in stubborn hearts and wills No place for it is found. a 193 8 Come, Lord! come, Wisdom, Love, and Power; Open our ears to hear! Let us not miss th' accepted hour; Save, Lord, by love or fear! 233 THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. C. M.( 58.) WHY should the children of a King J. Keble. Great Comforter, descend and bring Some tokens of Thy grace. 2 Dost Thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal them heirs of heaven? When wilt Thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In the Redeemer's blood; And bear Thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 234 4 Thou art the earnest of His love, The pledge of joys to come; And Thy soft wings, celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home! 1. Watts. V. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 172.) OES the Lord of glory speak And may souls so frail and weak All His gracious dealings know? Does the blessèd Bible bring Tidings from our heavenly King? N 194 2 O with what intense desire Should we search that sacred book! Here our zeal should never tire; Here we should delight to look For the rules by mercy given, To conduct our souls to heaven. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 235 3 Shall not he that humbly seeks All the light of truth discern? Do we not, when Jesus speaks, Feel our hearts within us burn? For His soul- reviving voice Bids the mourner now rejoice. 4 Lord, Thy teaching grace impart, That we may not read in vain; Write Thy precepts on our heart, Make Thy truths and doctrines plain: Let the message of Thy love Guide us to Thy rest above. W. H. Bathurst. C. M.( 29.) ATHER of mercies, in Thy word For ever be Thy name adored For these celestial lines. SES 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 88 And yields a free repast; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 5 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight! And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light! THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be Thou for ever near; Teach me to love Thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 236 HOLY 7.7.7.7.( 114.) TOLY Bible, Book Divine, T Precious treasure, thou art mine; Mine, to tell me whence I came; Mine, to teach me what I am; 2 Mine, to chide me when I rove; Mine, to show a Saviour's love; Mine art thou, to guide my feet; Mine, to judge, condemn, acquit; 3 Mine, to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless; Mine, to show by living faith Man can triumph over death; 237 A. Steele. 4 Mine, to tell of joys to come, Light and life beyond the tomb; Holy Bible, Book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine! J. Burton, Sen. 195 C. M.( 46.) HOW precious is the Book Divine, Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears; Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 196 3 It shows to man his wandering ways, And where his feet have trod; And brings to view the matchless grace Of a forgiving God. 4 When once it penetrates the mind, It conquers every sin; en Th' enlightened soul begins to find The path of peace divine. 5 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. J. Fawcett. 238 L. M.( 401.) I LOVE the sacred Book of God, No other can its place supply; It points me to the saints' abode, It gives me wings, and bids me fly. 2 Sweet Book! in thee my eyes discern The image of my absent Lord; From thine illumined page I learn The joys His presence will afford. 3 In thee I read my title clear To mansions never to decay; My Lord! O when will He appear, And bear His prisoner far away! 4 Then shall I need thy light no more, For nothing shall be then concealed; When I have reached the heavenly shore, The Lord Himself will stand revealed. 5 When' midst the throng celestial placed The bright Original I see, From which thy sacred page was traced, Sweet Book! I've no more need of thee. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 197 6 But while on earth, thou shalt supply AS His place, and tell me of His love; I'll read with faith's discerning eye, And get a taste of joys above. 7 I know His spirit breathes in thee, To animate His people here; May thy sweet truths prove life to me, Till in His presence I appear! T. Kelly. 239 C. M.( 378.) ADEN with guilt, and full of fears, And not a glimpse of hope appears, But in Thy written word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all my grief assuage; Here I behold my Saviour's face Almost in every page. 3 This is the field where hidden lies The pearl of price unknown; That merchant is divinely wise Who makes the pearl his own. 4 Here consecrated water flows To quench my thirst of sin; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, Nor danger dwells therein. 5 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail; My guide to everlasting life Through all this gloomy vale. 60 may Thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to Thy right hand. I. Watts. 198 240 c. M.( 361.) ne sigle sull 0 TAMP of our feet, whereby we trace stray: Stream, from the fount of heavenly grace; Brook, by the traveller's way: THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed; True manna from on high; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky: 3 Pillar of fire, through watches dark, ES Or radiant cloud by day: When waves would whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay: 4 Word of the ever living God, Will of His glorious Son, Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won! 5 Yet to unfold thy hidden worth, Thy mysteries reveal, That Spirit which first gave thee forth, Thy volume must unseal. 6 And we, if we aright would learn The wisdom it imparts, Must to its heavenly teaching turn, With simple, childlike hearts. 241 L B. Barton. L. M.( 72) ET everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord; Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in Thy word. 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon; With long despair the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 3 How well Thy blessed truths agree! How wise and holy Thy commands! Thy promises, how firm they be! How firm our hope and comfort stands! 4 Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith with treacherous art, I'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the Gospel to my heart. 1. Watts. 242 C. M.( 57.) LORD, I have made Thy word my choice, There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the histories of Thy love, And keep Thy laws in sight; While through the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3' Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 199 4 The best relief that mourners have; It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. 243 L. M.( 79.) O will In wondrous modes to I. Watts. saints of old, By dream, by oracle, or seer: Wilt Thou not still Thy people hear? 2 What though no answering voice is heard; Thine oracles, the written word, Counsel and guidance still impart, Responsive to the upright heart. 200 THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. 3 What though no more by dreams is shown That future things to God are known; Enough the promises reveal: Wisdom and love the rest conceal. 4 Faith asks no signal from the skies, To show that prayers accepted rise; Our Priest is in the holy place, And answers from the throne of grace. 5 No need of prophets to inquire: The Sun is risen; the stars retire; The Comforter is come, and sheds His holy unction on our heads. 6 Lord, with this grace our hearts inspire: Answer our sacrifice by fire; And by Thy mighty acts declare, Thou art the God who heareth prayer. J. Conder. 244 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) 0 WORD of God incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky; We praise Thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. 2 The Church from her dear Master Received the gift divine, And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven- drawn picture Of Thee, the living Word. 3 It floateth like a banner, Before God's host unfurled; THE SACRED SCRIPTURES. It shineth like a beacon Above the darkling world; It is the chart and compass, That o'er life's surging sea, ' Mid mists, and rocks, and quicksands, Still guides, O Christ, to Thee. 4 O make Thy Church, dear Saviour, A lamp of burnished gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old: O teach Thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see Thee face to face. 245 W. W. How. C. M.( 369.) THE Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight: Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun; It gives a light to every age; It gives, but borrows none. ars 3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise; They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, For such a bright display 201 As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. W. Cowper. 202 246 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 239.) THEN quiet in my house I sit, Thy book be my companion still, My joy Thy sayings to repeat, Talk o'er the records of Thy will, And search the oracles divine, Till every heart- felt word be mine. 20 may the gracious words divine Subject of all my converse be! So will the Lord His follower join, And walk and talk Himself with me; So shall my heart His presence prove, And burn with everlasting love. 3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, O may the reconciling word Sweetly compose my weary breast! While, on the bosom of my Lord, I sink in blissful dreams away, And visions of eternal day. 4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise, Thee may I publish all day long; And let Thy precious word of grace Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue; Fill all my life with purest love, And join me to the Church above. C. Wesley. VI. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 247 8.5.8.3.( 729 or 525.) ART thou weary, art thou languid, Art " Come to Me," saith One," and coming, Be at rest." THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? " In His feet and hands are wound- prints, And His side." 3 Is there diadem, as Monarch, That His brow adorns? " Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns." 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? " Many a sorrow, many a labour, Many a tear." 5 If I still hold closely Him, What hath He at last? " Sorrow vanquished, labour ended, Jordan passed." 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? " Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away." 203 SA 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? " Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer,' Yes.'" Stephen the Sabaite, tr. by J. M. Neale. 2 But will He prove a Friend indeed? He will the very Friend you need! The Man of Nazareth,' tis He, With garments dyed at Calvary. 248 L.M.( 396.) BEHOLD 1 a Stranger's at the door! He gently knocks, has knocked before, Has waited long, is waiting still; You treat no other friend so ill. 204 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 3 O lovely attitude! He stands With melting heart, and laden hands! O matchless kindness! and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes. 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out His enemy and thine, That hateful, hell- born monster, Sin, And let the Heavenly Stranger in. 5 Admit Him, ere His anger burn; His feet, departed, ne'er return! Admit Him; or the hour's at hand When at His door denied you'll stand. 6 Yet know,( nor of the terms complain,) If Jesus comes, He comes to reign; To reign, and with no partial sway; Thoughts must be slain, that disobey. 7 Sovereign of souls! Thou Prince of Peace, O may Thy gentle reign increase! Throw wide the door, each willing mind! And be His empire all mankind! J. Grigg. 249 L. M.( 63.) NOME, sinners, to the Gospel feast, Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call, SAS The invitation is to all: Come, all the world; come, sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, Ye restless wanderers after rest, Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 Ye vagrant souls, on you I call; ( O that my voice could reach you all!) THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 205 Ye all may now be justified, Ye all may live, for Christ hath died. 5 My message as from God receive, Ye all may come to Christ, and live; O let His love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer Him to die in vain! 6 His love is mighty to compel; His conquering love consent to feel, Yield to His love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more. 7 See Him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding Sacrifice! His offered benefits embrace, And freely now be saved by grace. 8 This is the time; no more delay! This is the acceptable day; Come in this moment, at His call, And live for Him who died for all. C. or J. Wesley. 250 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) NOME unto Me, ye weary, And I will give you rest." O blessèd voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts opprest! It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace, and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love that cannot cease. 66 2" Come unto Me, ye wanderers, And I will give you light." O loving voice of Jesus, Which comes to cheer the night; Our hearts were filled with sadness, And we had lost our way, But He has brought us gladness, And songs the break of day. 206 3" Come unto Me, ye fainting, And I will give you life." O peaceful voice of Jesus, 4 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 251 Which comes to end our strife; The foe is stern and eager, The fight is fierce and long; But Thou hast made us mighty, And stronger than the strong. And whosoever cometh, I will not cast him out." O patient voice of Jesus, Which drives away our doubt; Which calls us, very sinners, Unworthy though we be Of love so free and boundless, To come, dear Lord, to Thee. W. C. Dix. 66 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 208.) COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, joined with power: He is able, He is willing; doubt no more. 2 Come, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh ,Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him: This He gives you; ' Tis the Spirit's rising beam. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Bruised and broken by the fall! If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all: Not the righteous, add Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 Agonising in the garden, Lo! your Saviour prostrate lies; On the blood- stained tree behold Him; Hear Him cry before He dies" It is finished!" Sinners, will not this suffice? 6 Lo! the Incarnate God, ascended, Pleads the merits of His blood: Venture on Him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude: None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. T 7 Saints and angels, joined in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with His name: Hallelujah! Sinners here may sing the same. J. Hart. 252 L. M.( 84.) HO! every one that thirsts, draw nigh! Mercy and free salvation buy; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find My grace is free for all. 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise! For you in healing streams it rolls; 207 208 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye labouring, burdened, sin- sick souls. 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have and are behind, Frankly the gift of God receive, Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 5 I bid you all My goodness prove, My promises for all are free, Come, taste the manna of My love, And let your souls delight in Me. 6 Your willing ear and heart incline, My words believingly receive; Quickened your souls by faith divine An everlasting life shall live. C. or J. Wesley. 253 8.8.8.8.8.8.6.8. IIFT up your heads, ye mighty gates, The King of kings is drawing near, The Saviour of the world is here; Life and salvation doth He bring, Wherefore rejoice, and gladly sing Praise, O my God, to Thee, Creator, wise is Thy decree! sas 2 The Lord is just, a helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side, His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress, The end of all our woe He brings; Wherefore the earth is glad, and sings Praise, O my God, to Thee! O Saviour, great Thy deeds shall be! 3 Oh, blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the ruler is confest! Oh, happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King in triumph comes! THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. The cloudless Sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss; Praise, O my God, to Thee! Comforter, for Thy comfort free! 209 4 Fling wide the portals of your heart, Make it a temple set apart From earthly use for Heaven's employ, Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy; So shall your Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin. Praise, O my God, be Thine, For word, and deed, and grace divine. 5 Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal, Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won! Eternal praise and fame, Be offered, Saviour, to Thy Name! G. Weissel, tr. by C. Winkworth. 254 10.10.11.11.( 122.) 0 ALL that pass by, to Jesus draw near, He utters a cry, ye sinners, give ear! From hell to retrieve you He spreads out His hands; Now, now to receive you, He graciously stands. 2 If any man thirst, and happy would be, The vilest and worst may come unto Me, May drink of My Spirit, excepted is none, Lay claim to My merit, and take for his own. 3 Whoever receives the life- giving word, In Jesus believes, his God and his Lord, In him a pure river of life shall arise, Shall in the believer spring up to the skies. 0 210 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 4 My God and my Lord! Thy call I obey, My soul on Thy word of promise I stay, Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, Athirst for salvation, salvation by grace. 5 Oh, hasten the hour! send down from above The Spirit of power, of health, and of love, Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace, Of wisdom and prayer, of joy and of praise. 6 The Spirit of faith, of faith in Thy blood, Which saves us from wrath, and brings us to God, Removes the huge mountain of indwelling sin, And opens a fountain that washes us clean. C. or J. Wesley. 255 12.11.12.11.( 639.) 0H, H, come to the merciful Saviour Who calls you, Oh, come to the Lord Who forgives and forgets; Though dark be the fortune on earth that befalls you, There's a bright home above where the sun never sets. 2 Oh, come then to Jesus, Whose arms are extended To fold His dear children in closest embrace; Oh, come, for your exile will shortly be ended, And Jesus will show you. His beautiful Face. 3 Yes, come to the Saviour, Whose mercy grows brighter The longer you look at the depth of His love: And fear not!' tis Jesus! and life's cares grow lighter As you think of the home and the glory above. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. love 4 Oh, come then to Jesus, and say how you Him, And vow at His feet you will keep in His grace; For one tear that's shed by a sinner can move Him, 256 And your sins will drop off in His tender embrace. 5 Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story Of suffering and sorrow, of guilt and of shame; For the pardon of sin is the crown of His glory, And the joy of the Lord to be true to His Name. F. W. Faber. 211 0 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 479.) JESUS, Thou art standing Outside the fast- closed door, In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er. Shame on us, Christian brothers, His name and sign who bear; Oh, shame, thrice shame, upon us, To keep Him standing there! 20 Jesus, Thou art knocking; And lo! that Hand is scarred, And thorns Thy brow encircle, And tears Thy face have marred. O love that passeth knowledge So patiently to wait! O sin that hath no equal So fast to bar the gate! 30 Jesus, Thou art pleading In accents meek and low" I died for you, My children, And will ye treat Me so?" 212 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door: Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us nevermore. 257 C. M.( 361.) H what amazing words of grace Suited to every sinner's case Who hears the joyful sound. W. W. How. 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love abounds, A deep, celestial spring. 3 This spring with living water flows, And heavenly joy imparts; Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, And drink with thankful hearts. 4 Whoever will,-O gracious word, May of this stream partake; Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake. 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace: Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. S. Medley. 258 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) EE, sinners, in the Gospel glass, The Friend and Saviour of mankind! Not one of all the apostate race But may in Him salvation find! His thoughts, and words, and actions prove, His life and death,-that God is love! 2 Behold the Lamb of God, Who bears The sins of all the world away! THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. A servant's form He meekly wears, He sojourns in a house of clay; His glory is no longer seen, But God with God is man with men. 3 See where the God incarnate stands, 66 And calls His wandering creatures home, He all day long spreads out His hands, Come, weary souls, to Jesus come! Ye all may hide you in My breast, Believe, and I will give you rest. 213 4" Ah! do not of My goodness doubt; My saving grace for all is free; I will in no wise cast him out That comes a sinner unto Me; I can to none Myself deny, Why, sinners, will ye perish, why?" C. or J. Wesley. 259 L.M.( 384 or 399.) INNERS, obey the Gospel- word, Be wise to know your gracious day; All things are ready, come away! 2 Ready the Father is to own 009 And kiss His late- returning son; Ready your loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you His bleeding hands. 3 Ready the Spirit of His love Just now the stony to remove, T' apply, and witness with the blood, And wash and seal the sons of God. 4 Ready for you the angels wait, To triumph in your blest estate; Tuning their harps, they long to praise The wonders of redeeming grace. 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Are ready, with their shining host: 214 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. All heaven is ready to resound, " The dead's alive! the lost is found!" 6 Come then, ye sinners, to your Lord, In Christ to paradise restored; His proffered benefits embrace, ofer The plenitude of Gospel grace: 7 A pardon written with His blood, The favour and the peace of God; The seeing eye, the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence; 8 The godly grief, the pleasing smart, The meltings of a broken heart, The tears that tell your sins forgiven, The sighs that waft your souls to heaven; 9 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, Th' unutterable tenderness, The genuine meek humility, The wonder," Why such love to me?" 10 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace, The sight that veils the seraph's face; The speechless awe that dares not move, And all the silent heaven of love. C. Wesley. 260 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 180.) CINNERS, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why; God, Who did your being give, Made you with Himself to live: He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of His own hands, Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross His love, and die? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you why; God, Who did your souls retrieve, Died Himself, that ye might live: THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 215 Will you let Him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again? Home A Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will you slight His grace, and die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, the Spirit, asks you why; He Who all your lives hath strove, Wooed you to embrace His love: AA Will you not His grace receive? Will you still refuse to live? Why, ye long- sought sinners, why Will ye grieve your God, and die? 4 Can you doubt that God is love, Since to all His heart doth move? as you not His bret Will you not His oath believe? #breid See! the suffering God appears! Jesus weeps! believe His tears! Mingled with His blood, they cry, Why will you resolve to die? 2619 C. M.( 357.) C. or J. Wesley. THE King of heaven His table spreads Not Paradise with all its joysania Could such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dy ng men, And endless life are given; Through the rich blood that Jesus shed, To raise the soul to heaven. 3 Ye hungry poor, that long have strayed Come from the hedges and highways, And grace shall find you room. 4 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here: 216. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 5 Yet are His house and heart so large, That millions more may come: Nor could the wide assembled world, O'erfill the spacious room. 6 All things are ready; come away, Nor weak excuses frame; Crowd to your places at the feast, And bless the Founder's name. P. Doddridge. 262 10.10.11.11.( 122.) THY faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find, so loving and Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race, The vilest offender may turn and find grace. 2 The mercy I feel to others I show, I set to my seal that Jesus is true; Ye all may find favour who come at His call, O come to my Saviour, His grace is for all! hasiga oling 3 To save what was lost, from heaven He came; Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus's name, He offers you pardon; He bids you be free; " If sin be your burden, O come unto Me!" 40 let me commend my Saviour to you, The publican's Friend and Advocate too, For you He is pleading His merits and death, With God interceding for sinners beneath. 5 Then let us submit His grace to receive, Fall down at His feet and gladly believe: We all are forgiven for Jesus's sake: Our title to heaven His merits we take. C. or J. Wesley. 263 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 8.7.8.7.( 204.) AS there ever kindest shepherd so As the Saviour Who would have us Come and gather round His feet? 2 It is God: His love looks mighty, But is mightier than it seems: ' Tis our Father: and His fondness Goes far out beyond our dreams. 3 There's a wideness in God's mercy, Like the wideness of the sea: There's a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty.it 4 For the love of God is broader Than the measures of man's mind, And the Heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. 5 But we make His love too narrow By false limits of our own; And we magnify His strictness With a zeal He will not own. 6 There is plentiful redemption In the Blood that has been shed: There is joy for all its members In the sorrows of the Head. das 7 If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word, And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord. 264 217 F. W. Faber. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 176.) that wander wide From the central point of bliss, Turn to Jesus crucified, Fly to those dear wounds of His: Sink into the purple flood; Rise into the life of God! 218 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 2 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown; By His pain He gives you ease, Life by His expiring groan: Rise exalted by His fall; Find in Christ your all in all. 30 believe the record true, God to you His Son hath given, Ye may now be happy too; Find on earth the life of heaven: Live the life of heaven above, All the life of glorious love. 4 This the universal bliss, Bliss for every soul designed, God's original promise this, God's great gift to all mankind: Blest in Christ this moment be, Blest to all eternity! C. or J. Wesley. 265 Əs 7.7.7.7.( 412.) TELCOME, welcome! sinner, hear! Hang not back through shame or fear; Doubt not, nor distrust the call; Mercy is proclaimed to all. 2 Welcome to the offered peace; Welcome, prisoner, to release: Burst thy bonds; be saved; be free: Rise and come- He calleth thee. 3 Welcome, weeping penitent! Grace hath made thy heart relent; POS Welcome, long estrangèd child! God in Christ is reconciled. 4 Welcome to the cleansing fount Springing from the sacred mount; Welcome to the feast Divine, Bread of life, and living wine. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 5 All ye weary and distressed, Welcome to relief and rest: h All is ready; hear the call; There is ample room for all. 6 None can come that shall not find Mercy called whom Grace inclined; Tu Nor shall any willing heart Hear the bitter word- Depart! 70 the virtue of that price, That redeeming sacrifice! Come, ye bought, but not with gold, Welcome to the sacred fold!. J. Conder. 219 bu A noit 10.10.11.11.( 122.) 266 YE VE neighbours, and friends Of Jesus draw near; His love condescends, By titles so dear, c To call and invite you His triumph to prove, And freely delight you In Jesus's love." 2 The Shepherd who died His sheep to redeem, On every side Are gathered to Him, The weary and burdened, The reprobate race, And wait to be pardoned, Through Jesus's grace. 3 The blind are restored, Through Jesus's name, They see their dear Lord, And follow the Lamb; The halt they are walking, And running their race; The dumb they are talking Of Jesus's grace. 4 The deaf hear His voice, And, comforting word, It bids them rejoice In Jesus their Lord, " Thy sins are forgiven, Accepted thou art;" They listen, and heaven Springs up in their heart. 220 THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 5 The lepers from all Their spots are made clean; The dead, by His call, Are raised from their sin; In Jesu's compassion The sick find a cure; And Gospel salvation Is preached to the poor. 6 To us and to them Is published the word; Then let us proclaim Our life- giving Lord, Who now is reviving His work in our days, And mightily striving To save us by grace. 70 Jesus! ride on, Till all are subdued; Thy mercy make known, And sprinkle Thy blood; Display Thy salvation, And teach the new song To every nation, And people, and tongue. C. Wesley. 267 10.10.11.11.( 121.) E thirsty for God, To Jesus give ear, Y to draw near; His kind invitation Ye sinners embrace, Accepting salvation, Salvation by grace. 2 Sent down from above, Who governs the skies, In vehement love To sinners He cries, Drink into My Spirit, Who happy would be, And all things inherit By coming to Me. 30 Saviour of all, Thy word we believe! And come at Thy call, Thy grace to receive; The blessing is given Wherever Thou art, The earnest of heaven Is love in the heart. 4 To us at Thy feet The Comforter give, Who gasp to admit Thy Spirit, and live; The weakest believers Acknowledge for Thine, And fill us with rivers Of water divine. C. Wesley. THE GOSPEL AND ITS INVITATIONS. 221 268 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174.) VE who hear the blessèd call Y Bride: Hear the Master's word to all, Your commission and your guide" And let him that heareth say, Come!" to all yet far away. 2" Come!" alike to age and youth, Tell them of our Friend above, Of His beauty and His truth, Preciousness and grace and love. Tell them what you know is true, Tell them what He is to you. 3" Come!" to those who do not care For the Saviour's precious death, Having not a thought to spare For the gracious words He saith. Ere the shadows gather deep, Rouse them from their fatal sleep. 4" Come!" to those who, while they hear, Linger, hardly knowing why; Tell them that the Lord is near, Tell them Jesus passes by. Call them now; oh! do not wait, Lest to- morrow be too late. 5 Lord! to Thy command we bow, Touch our lips with altar- fire; Let Thy Spirit kindle now Faith and zeal and strong desire; So that henceforth we may be Fellow- workers, Lord, with Thee! F. R. Havergal. 222 269 2 3 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. Burdened, and sick, and faint? To whom should I my troubles show, And pour out my complaint? My Saviour bids me come, Ah! why do I delay? He calls the weary sinner home, And yet from Him I stay! What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part, Which will not let my Saviour take Possession of my heart? 5 VII. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. I. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. S. M.( 16.) 4 Jesus, the hindrance show, Which I have feared to see; Yet let me now consent to know What keeps me out of Thee: Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying power display; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. I now believe in Thee Compassion reigns alone; According to my faith to me, O let it, Lord, be done! 270 6 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 35.) PPROACH, my soul, the mercy- seat Where Jesus answers prayer, Then humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without, and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my shield and hiding- place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died. 50 wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name!, J. Newton. 271 8.8.8.6.( 595 or 229.) DRAWN to the Cross which Thou hast With healing gifts for souls distressed, I find in Thee my Life, my Rest, Christ crucified, I come. 223 2 Stained with the sins which I have wrought, In word, and deed, and secret thought, For pardon which Thy blood hath bought, Christ crucified, I come. 3 Weary of selfishness and pride, False pleasures gone, vain hopes denied, Deep in Thy wounds my shame to hide, Christ crucified, I come. 4 Thou knowest all my griefs and fears, Thy grace abused, my misspent years, Yet now to Thee, for cleansing tears, Christ crucified, I come. 224 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 5 I would not, if I could, conceal The ills which Thou alone canst heal, So to the Cross, where sinners kneel, Christ crucified, I come. 6 Wash me, and take away each stain, Let nothing of my sin remain, For cleansing, though it be through pain, Christ crucified, I come. 7 To be what Thou wouldst have me be, Accepted, sanctified in Thee, Through what Thy grace shall work in me, Christ crucified, I come. G. S. Irons. 272 C. M.( 55 or 368.) FATHER, I stretch my hands to Thee, No other help I know; If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go? 2 What did Thy only Son endure, Before I drew my breath: What pain, what labour, to secure My soul from endless death! 30 Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy power! And all my wants Thou wouldst relieve In this accepted hour. 4 Author of faith, to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes: O let me now receive that gift! My soul without it dies. 5 Surely Thou canst not let me die; O speak, and I shall live! For here I will unwearied lie, Till Thou Thy Spirit give. 2 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 6 How would my fainting soul rejoice, Could I but see Thy face! Now let me hear Thy quickening voice, And taste Thy pardoning grace! Anon. 273 3 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.( 168.) GOD of my salvation, hear, me to Simply do I now draw near, Thy blessing to receive: Full of sin, alas! I am, But to Thy wounds for refuge flee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Standing now as newly slain, To Thee I lift mine eye! Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy grace is always nigh: Now, as yesterday, the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can Thy grace procure, Empty send me not away, For I, Thou know'st, am poor: Dust and ashes is my name, My all is sin and misery; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. No good word, or work, or thought, Bring I to gain Thy grace; Pardon I accept unbought, Thy proffer I embrace. Coming, as at first I came, To take, and not bestow on Thee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 225 P 226 5 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 274 Saviour, from Thy wounded side I never will depart; Here will I my spirit hide When I am pure in heart; Till my place above I claim, This only shall be all my plea, ETS Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 83.) TEAR, gracious God! a sinner's cry, else to My hope, my only hope's in Thee; O God, be merciful to me! 2 To Thee I come, a sinner poor, And wait for mercy at Thy door; Indeed, I've nowhere else to flee: O God, be merciful to me! UE 3 To Thee I come, a sinner weak, And scarce know how to pray or speak; From fear and weakness set me free: O God, be merciful to me! 4 To Thee I come, a sinner vile, Upon me, Lord, vouchsafe to smile! Mercy alone I make my plea: O God, be merciful to me! 5 To Thee I come, a sinner great, And well Thou knowest all my state; Yet full forgiveness is with Thee: O God, be merciful to me! 6 To Thee I come, a sinner lost, Nor have I aught wherein to trust; But where Thou art, Lord, I would be; O God, be merciful to me! S. Medley. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 275 ola C. M.( 30.) TOW sad our state by nature is! it And Satan binds our captive souls Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word ," Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord!" 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief; 2 I would believe Thy promise, Lord, O help my unbelief! 4 To the dear fountain of Thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my guilty soul ma From crimes of deepest dye. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On Thy kind arms I fall; Be Thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. I. Watts. 276 227 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.( 485.) ESUS, let Thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep! False to Thee, like Peter, I Would fain, like Peter, weep: Let me be by grace restored, On me be all long- suffering shown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through Thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart: 228 3 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. Give what I have long implored, S A portion of Thy grief unknown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die: Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from Thy gracious eye: Speak the reconciling word, And let Thy mercy melt me down; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. Look, as when Thy languid eye Was closed, that we might live; " Father"( at the point to die My Saviour gasped)," forgive!" Surely, with that dying word, He turns, and looks, and cries,"" Tis done!" O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break'st my heart of stone! O. Wesley. 277 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 513.) ESUS, Lover of my soul, ars While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high: Hide me, O my Saviour! hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me: All my trust on Thee is stayed; All my help from Thee I bring; REPENTANCE AND FAITH. Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want! More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness: False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 278 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within: Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee: Spring Thou up within my heart; Rise to all eternity. 6.5.6.5.( 130.) JESUS, meek and gentle, Son most Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's cry. 2 Pardon our offences, Loose our captive chains, Break down every idol Which our soul detains. C. or J. Wesley. 3 Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love, Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. 4 Lead us on our journey, Be Thyself the Way 229 230 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 279 Through earth's passing darkness To Heaven's endless day.. 5 Jesus, meek and gentle, Son of God most High, Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's cry. Jest G. R. Prynne. D. L. M.( 613.) TESUS, my Advocate above, My Friend before the throne of love, If now for me prevails Thy prayer, If now I find Thee pleading there, If Thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray; Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to Thine. 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill, And groan my nature's weight to feel, To feel the clouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul, 8TS The darkness of my carnal mind, My will perverse, my passions blind, Scattered o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from God. 3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain! My earnest suit present, and gain; My fulness of corruption show, The knowledge of myself bestow; A deeper displacence at sin, A sharper sense of hell within, A stronger struggling to get free, A keener appetite for Thee. 4 O sovereign Love, to Thee I cry, Give me Thyself, or else I die! Save me from death, from hell set free, Death, hell, are but the want of Thee. Quickened by Thy imparted flame, Saved, when possessed of Thee, I am; My life, my only heaven Thou art, O might I feel Thee in my heart! 280 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. b L. M.( 399.) ESUS, the sinner's Friend, to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee, Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Open Thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity, and heal my sin- sick soul, ' Tis Thou alone canst make me whole; Fall'n, till in me Thine image shine, And lost I am, till Thou art mine. 3 The mansion for Thyself prepare, Dispose my heart by entering there, ' Tis this alone can make me clean, ' Tis this alone can cast out sin. 4 At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for Thee; Here then to Thee I all resign, Thine is the work, and only Thine. 281 C. or J. Wesley. 231 deut 5 What shall I say Thy grace to move? Lord, I am sin, but Thou art love: I give up every plea beside, Lord, I am lost, but Thou hast died! C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.8.6.( 262 or 596.) JUST UST as I am, without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot; To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come! REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 232 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fighting and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come! I 5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come! 6 Just as I am( Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down), Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come! Hey Oheis 282 7.7.7.5.( 170.) Coqai( E 7 Just as I am, of that free love, andar The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, Here for a season, then above, O Lamb of God, I come! G C. Elliott. Of mankind the Life and Light Maker, Teacher, Infinite! Jesus, hear and save! 189 2 Mighty Monarch! Saviour mild! Humbled to a mortal child! Captive, beaten, bound, reviled; bal Jesus, hear and save! 3 Throned above celestial things, Borne aloft on angels' wings, Lord of lords, and King of kings, Jesus, hear and save! REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 233 89 4 Who shall yet return from high, 188 Robed in might and majesty, Hear us! help us when we cry! Jesus, hear and save! R. Heber, 283 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 442.) TY faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray, G Take all my guilt away; O may I from this day Be wholly Thine! MY 2 May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire: As Thou hast died for me, Oh may my love to Thee, Pure, warm, and changeless be A living fire! 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. una 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour, then in love, Fear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransomed soul! Jul Ray Palmer. 234 284 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 8.4.8.4.8.8.8.( 523.) Y Saviour,' mid life's varied scene, Be Thou my stay; Guide me, through each perplexing path, To perfect day; In weakness and in sin I stand, Still faith can clasp Thy mighty hand, 88S And follow at Thy dear command. MY 2 My Saviour, I have nought to bring Worthy of Thee; A broken heart Thou wilt not spurn, Accept of me: I need Thy righteousness divine, I plead Thy promises as mine, I perish if I am not Thine. 3 My Saviour, wilt Thou turn away From such a cry? My Refuge, wilt Thou me forget, And must I die? Faith trembles; but her glance of light Has pierced through regions dark as night, And entered into realms of light. 4 My Saviour,' mid heaven's glorious throng, I see Thee there, Pleading with all Thy matchless love And tender care: Not for the angel forms around, But for lost souls in fetters bound, That they may hear salvation's sound. 5 My Saviour, thus I find my rest Alone with Thee; Beneath Thy wing I have no fear Of what may be. Strengthened with Thy all- glorious might, I shall be conqueror in the fight, o Then give to Thee my crown of light. Mrs. E. A. Godwin. 285 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. L. M.( 69.) Y sufferings all to Thee are known, in every point like Regard my grief, regard Thine own, Jesus, remember Calvary! 2 O call to mind Thy earnest prayers, Thy agony, and sweat of blood, Thy strong and bitter cries and tears, Thy mortal groan," My God! My God!" 3 For whom didst Thou the cross endure? Who nailed Thy body to the tree? Did not Thy death my life procure? O let Thy pity answer me! 4 Art Thou not touched with human woe? Hath pity left the Son of Man? Dost Thou not all my sorrows know, And claim a share in all my pain? 235 5 Have I not heard, have I not known, That Thou, the everlasting Lord, Whom heaven and earth their Maker own, Art always faithful to Thy word? 6 Thou wilt not break a bruisèd reed, Or quench the smallest spark of grace, Till through the soul Thy power is spread, Thy all- victorious righteousness. 7 The day of small and feeble things I know Thou never wilt despise; I know, with healing in His wings, The Sun of Righteousness shall rise. C. or J. Wesley. 286 S. M.( 12.) NOT what these hands have done Can save this guilty soul; Not what this toiling flesh has borne Can make my Spirit whole. 236 2 3 4 5 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. Not what I feel or do 289 Can give me peace with God; Not all my prayers, and sighs, and tears, Can bear my awful load. 2 Thy work alone, O Christ, Can ease this weight of sin; Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, Can give me peace within. Thy love to me, O God, Not mine, O Lord, to Thee, Can rid me of this dark unrest, And set my spirit free. 287 Thy grace alone, O God, To me can pardon speak; Thy power alone, O Son of God, Can this sore bondage break. 6 I bless the Christ of God; I rest on love divine; And with unfaltering lip and heart, I call this Saviour mine. H. Bonar. il Jou hitt FT 151 0 D. S. M.( 459.) MY offended God, 0 If now at last I see That I have trampled on Thy blood, And done despite to Thee, If I begin to wake Out of my deadly sleep, Into Thy arms of mercy take, And there for ever keep. Thy death hath bought the power S For every sinful soul, That all may know their gracious hour And be by faith made whole: Thou hast for sinners died, That all might come to God; 3 237 The covenant Thou hast ratified, 089 And sealed it with Thy blood. He that believes in Thee, And doth till death endure, He shall be saved eternally; The covenant is sure: The mountains shall give place, Thy covenant cannot move, The covenant of Thy general grace, Thy all- redeeming love. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 288 C. or J. Wesley. C.M.( 46.) 0 THAT I could my Lord receive, Who did the world redeem, Who gave His life, that I might live A life concealed in Him! 2 O that I could the blessing prove, My heart's extreme desire, Live happy in my Saviour's love, And in His arms expire! 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, That, kept by mercy's power, I may from every evil cease, And never grieve Thee more! 4 Now if Thy gracious will it be, Even now my sins remove, And set my soul at liberty By Thy victorious love. 5 In answer to ten thousand prayers, Thou pardoning God descend: Number me with salvation's heirs, My sins and troubles end. 6 Nothing I ask or want beside, Of all in earth or heaven, But let me feel Thy blood applied, And live and die forgiven. C. Wesley. 238 289 C. M.( 360.) 0 THAT Thou wouldst the heavens rend, In majesty come down! Stretch out Thine arm omnipotent, And seize me for Thine own! 2 Descend, and let Thy lightning burn The stubble of Thy foe; REPENTANCE AND FAITH My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn, And make the mountains flow. 3 Who, who shall in Thy presence stand, And match Omnipotence, Ungrasp the hold of Thy right hand, Or pluck the sinner thence? 889 4 Sworn to destroy, let earth assail; Nearer to save Thou art, Stronger than all the powers of hell, And greater than my heart. 5 Lo! to the hills I lift mine eye, vid Thy promised aid I claim; bA Father of mercies, glorify Thy favourite Jesu's name. 6 Salvation in that name is found, Balm of my grief and care; A medicine for my every wound, All, all I want is there! 290 0 C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 220.) Help us to look on Thee and mourn, On Thee Whom we have slain; Have pierced a thousand thousand times, And by reiterated crimes Renewed Thy mortal pain. 2 O give us eyes of faith to see The Man transfixed on Calvary, To know Thee, Who Thou art, REPENTANCE AND FAITH. The One Eternal God and True; And let the sight affect, subdue, And break my stubborn heart. 3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine, Reveal the charity Divine, That suffered in my stead, That made Thy soul a sacrifice, hub And quenched in death those flaming eyes, And bowed that sacred head. The veil of unbelief remove: And by Thy manifested love, And by Thy sprinkled blood, Destroy the love of sin in me, And get Thyself the victory, And bring me back to God. 5 Now by Thy dying love constrain My soul to love its God again, Its God to glorify: And, lo! I come Thy cross to share, Echo Thy sacrificial prayer, And with my Saviour die! 291 C. Wesley. C. M.( 29.) 0 THOU, Whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh, Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 239 2 See, low before Thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn; Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? Hast Thou not said, Return? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from Thy feet? 0 let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat! 240 4 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 5 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine! And let Thy healing voice impart sa A taste of joys divine! 6 Thy presence only can bestow Delights which never cloy: Be this my solace here below, And my eternal joy. 292 Da A. Steele. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 181.) SAVIC AVIOUR, when in dust to Thee Low we bow the adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; Oh! by all Thy pains and woe Suffered once by man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany. 2 By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy ways of sore distress In the savage wilderness; By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power: Turn, O turn a favouring eye, Hear our solemn litany. 3 By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold: REPENTANCE AND FAITH. From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany. 4 By Thine hour of dire despair; By Thine agony of prayer; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful Sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany. 5 By Thy deep expiring groan; By the sad sepulchral stone; By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God; Oh! from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, re- ascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany! 293 Sir R. Grant. 4.6.4.6.4.6.4.6.( 420.) Lord, SHOW pitare frail and faint; We fade away, O list to our complaint! We fade away Like flowers in the sun; We just begin, And then our work is done. 2 Show pity, Lord, Our souls are sore distressed; As troubled seas, Our natures have no rest; As troubled seas That surging beat the shore, We throb and heave, Ever and evermore. 241 es 242 3 Show pity, Lord, Our grief is in our sin; We would be cleansed; Oh, make us pure within! We would be cleansed, For this we cry to Thee, Thy word of love Can make the conscience free. 4 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 294 Show pity, Lord, Inspire our hearts with love; That holy love Which draws the soul above; That holy love Which makes us one with Thee, And with Thy saints, Through all eternity. D. Thomas 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174.) NON of God, to Thee I cry: Of Thy dwelling here on earth, By Thy pure and holy birth, Lord, Thy presence let me see; Manifest Thyself to me. 2 Lamb of God, to Thee I cry: By Thy bitter agony, By Thy pangs, to us unknown, By Thy Spirit's parting groan, Lord, Thy presence let me see; Manifest Thyself to me. 3 Prince of Life, to Thee I cry: By Thy glorious majesty: By Thy triumph o'er the grave, Meek to suffer, strong to save, Lord, Thy presence let me see; Manifest Thyself to me. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 4 Lord of glory, God most high, Man exalted to the sky, With Thy love my bosom fill, Prompt me to perform Thy will; Then Thy glory I shall see; Thou wilt bring me home to Thee. R. Mant. 295/ don 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 581.) STILL, Lord, I languish for Thy grace; Reveal the beauties of Thy face, The middle wall remove; Appear, and banish my complaint; Come, and supply my only want, Fill all my soul with love. 2 O conquer this rebellious will! Willing Thou art and ready still, Thy help is always nigh; 243 The hardness from my heart remove, And give me, Lord, O give me love, Or at Thy feet I die! 3 To Thee I lift my mournful eye: Why am I thus?-O tell me why I cannot love my God! The hindrance must be all in me; It cannot in my Saviour be, Witness that streaming blood! 4 It cost Thy blood my heart to win, To buy me from the power of sin, And make me love again; Come then, my Lord, Thy right assert, Take to Thyself my ransomed heart, Nor bleed, nor die in vain. C. Wesley. 296 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 221.) THEE, Jesus, Thee, the sinner's Friend, I on Renew the glorious strife; 244 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. Divinely confident and bold, to froit With faith's strong arm on Thee lay holdThee, my eternal life 2 Thy heart, I know, Thy tender heart Doth in my sorrows feel its part, And at my tears relent: My powerful sighs Thou canst not bear, Nor stand the violence of my prayer, My prayer omnipotent. O 3 Give me the grace, the love I claim; Thy Spirit now demands Thy name; Thou know'st the Spirit's will; He helps my soul's infirmity, And strongly intercedes for me With groans unspeakable. 4 Prisoner of hope, to Thee I turn, And, calmly confident, I mourn, ON milliy And pray, and weep for Thee; Tell me Thy love, Thy secret tell, Thy mystic name in me reveal, Reveal Thyself in me. OLT 5 Descend, pass by me, and proclaim, O Lord of hosts, Thy glorious name! The Lord, the gracious Lord, Long- suffering, merciful, and kind; The God who always bears in mind His everlasting word. 6 Plenteous He is in truth and grace; He wills that all the fallen race Should turn, repent, and live; His pardoning grace for all is free; Transgression, sin, iniquity, He freely does forgive. 089 7 Mercy He doth for thousands keep:|] He goes and seeks the one lost sheep, And brings His wanderer home: REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 245 And every soul that sheep might be: Come, then, my Lord, and gather me, his My Jesus, quickly come. C. or J. Wesley. 297 10.10.10.10.( 249 or Chant 262.) WEAR TEARY of earth, and laden with my sin, I look at heaven, and long to enter in; But there no evil thing may find a home; And yet I hear a voice that bids me come! 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that throne appear? Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me bak near. 3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, Evil is ever with me day by day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, " Repent ,, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, And His the blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the Throne. 5' Twas He who found me on the deathly wild, And made me heir of heaven, the Father's child; And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give. 60 great Absolver! grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, That in the Father's courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness. 7 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord: Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 246 Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown, Mine the life won, through Thine the life laid down. 8 Nought can I bring, my Lord, for all I owe, Yet let my full heart what it can bestow; Like Mary's gift, let my devotion prove, Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love. S. J. Stone. 298 L.M.( 398.) Te THEN at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend, 09 Think of the sinner's dying Friend, And for His sake receive my prayer. 2 0 think not of my shame and guilt, My thousand stains of deepest dye; Think of the blood which Jesus spilt, And let that blood my pardon buy. 3 Think, Lord, how I am still Thy own, The trembling creature of Thy hand; Think how my heart to sin is prone, And what temptations round me stand. 4 O think upon Thy holy word, And every plighted promise there; How prayer should evermore be heard, od And how Thy glory is to spare. 5 O think not of my doubts and fears, My strivings with Thy grace Divine: Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, And let His merits stand for mine. 6 Thine eye, thine ear, they are not dull; Thine arm can never shortened be; Behold me here; my heart is full; Behold, and spare, and succour me! H. F. Lyte. 299 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 2 A poor blind child I wander here, If haply I may feel Thee near: O dark dark! dark! I still must say, Amid the blaze of Gospel day. L. M.( 402.) THEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be, That I shall find my all in Thee, The fulness of Thy promise prove, The seal of Thine eternal love? 3 Thee, only Thee, I fain would find, And cast the world and flesh behind; Thou, only Thou, to me be given, Of all Thou hast in earth or heaven. 4 Ah! wherefore did I ever doubt! Thou wilt in no wise cast me out, A helpless soul that comes to Thee, With only sin and misery. 5 Lord, I am sick, my sickness cure; I want, do Thou enrich the poor; Under Thy mighty hand I stoop, O lift the abject sinner up! 2 6 Lord, I am blind, be Thou my sight; Lord, I am weak, be Thou my might; A helper of the helpless be, And let me find my all in Thee! 300 C. or J. Wesley. 108 S. M.( 5.) THEN shall Thy love constrain, 247 When shall my soul return again To her eternal rest? Ah! what avails my strife, My wandering to and fro? Thou hast the words of endless life: Ah! whither should I go? 248 3 4 5 Thy condescending grace To me did freely move; It calls me still to seek Thy face, And stoops to ask my love. Lord, at Thy feet I fall! I groan to be set free: I fain would now obey the call, And give up all for Thee. 6 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. To rescue me from woe, dr Thou didst with all things part; Didst lead a suffering life below, To gain my worthless heart. 7 My worthless heart to gain, The God of all that breathe Was found in fashion as a man, And died a cursèd death. 8 And can I yet delay My little all to give? To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive? Nay, but I yield, I yield! I can hold out no more, I sink, by dying love compelled, And own Thee conqueror. 301 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 47.) 008 THEN, wounded sore, the stricken soul Lies bleeding and unbound, One only hand, a piercèd hand, Can salve the sinner's wound. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, And tears of anguish flow, One only heart, a broken heart, Can feel the sinner's woe. REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 3 When penitence has wept in vain Over some foul dark spot, One only stream, a stream of blood, Can wash away the blot. 4' Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, His hand that brings relief, His heart that's touched with all our joys, And feeleth for our grief. 5 Lift up Thy bleeding hand, O Lord! Unseal that cleansing tide; We have no shelter from our sin, But in Thy wounded side. 302 249 Mrs. C. F. Alexander. L. M.( 90.) THEREWITH, O God, shall I draw near, How in Thy purer eyes appear? What shall I bring to gain Thy grace? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high? Will multiplied oblations please? Thousands of rams His favour buy, Or slaughtered hecatombs appease? 808 3 Can these avert the wrath of God? Can these wash out my guilty stain? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, Alas! they all must flow in vain. 4[ Whoe'er to Thee themselves approve, Must take the path Thy word' hath showed: Justice pursue, and mercy love, And humbly walk by faith with God. 5 But though my life henceforth be Thine, Present for past can ne'er atone; Though I to Thee the whole resign, I only give Thee back Thine own.] REPENTANCE AND FAΙΤΗ. 250 6 What have I, then, wherein to trust?$ I nothing have, I nothing am; Excluded is my every boast, no ent My glory swallowed up in shame. 7 Guilty I stand before Thy face, On me I feel Thy wrath abide; ' Tis just the sentence should take place; " Tis just- but oh! Thy Son hath died! 8 Jesus, the Lamb of God, hath bled, He bore our sins upon the tree; Beneath our curse He bowed His head; ' Tis finished! He hath died for me! 9 See where before the throne He stands, And pours the all- prevailing prayer; Points to His side, and lifts His hands, And shows that I am graven there. 10 He ever lives for me to pray; He prays that I with Him may reign: Amen to what my Lord doth say! Jesus, Thou canst not pray in vain. C. or J. Wesley. 303 L. M.( 82 or 97.) WITH broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry; Thy pardoning grace is rich and free, O God, be merciful to me! W ETOVI 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt oppressed, Christ and His cross my only plea, O God, be merciful to me! 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see, O God, be merciful to me! 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone; PARDON AND REGENERATION. To Calvary alone I flee, O God, be merciful to me! 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me! 304 II. PARDON AND REGENERATION. C. M.( 379.) AL LL that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all mine own; All that I am I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. C. Elven. 2 The evil of my former state yur anod Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice, Is Thine, and only Thine. 3 The darkness of my former night, The bondage- all was mine; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty is Thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe; Then, in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live. 251 5 All that I am, e'en here on earth, All that I hope to be, When Jesus comes and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord, to Thee. H. Bonar. 305 AND 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) ND can it be, that I should gain An interest in the Saviour's blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain? For me, who Him to death pursued? 252 PARDON AND REGENERATION. Amazing love! how can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me! 2' Tis mystery all! The Immortal dies! Who can explore His strange design? In vain the first- born seraph tries To sound the depths of Love Divine! ' Tis mercy all! let earth adore, Let angel- minds inquire no more. 3 He left His Father's throne above, ( So free, so infinite His grace!) Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race: ' Tis mercy all! immense and free, For oh, my God, it found out me! 4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature's night; Thine eye diffused a quickening ray, I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. 5 No condemnation now I dread, Jesus, and all in Him, is mine! Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th' eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ, my own. C. or J. Wesley. 306 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) A RISE, my soul, arise, Shake off thy The bleeding Sacrifice guilty fears; 408 He ever lives above, For me to intercede, 808 In my behalf appears; Before the throne my Surety stands; My name is written on His hands. 2 3 4 5 PARDON AND REGENERATION. 66 His all- redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead; His blood atones for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. Five bleeding wounds He bears, Received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me: Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, " Nor let that ransomed sinner die!" The Father hears Him pray, His dear Anointed One; He cannot turn away The presence of His Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, 80 And tells me I am born of God. My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear, He owns me for His child, I can no longer fear, With confidence I now draw nigh, And, Father, Abba, Father, cry! 253 C. or J. Wesley. 307 L. M.( 68.) UTHOR of faith, Word, A Whose Spirit breathes the active flame: Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, To- day as yesterday the same; 2 To Thee our humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable; Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfil. 3 By faith we know Thee strong to save; ( Save us, a present Saviour Thou!) Whate'er we hope, by faith we have, Future and past subsisting now. 254 4 To him that in Thy name believes Eternal life with Thee is given; Into himself he all receives, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, With strong, commanding evidence, Their heavenly origin display. 6 Faith lends its realising light, The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; The Invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye. C. or J. Wesley. PARDON AND REGENERATION. 308 hoold S. M.( 5.) 2 DEHOLD, what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, ВЕНЕ To call them sons of God. 3 4 ' Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown; but The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 5 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down Thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 PARDON AND REGENERATION: 309 We would no longer lie kat s Like slaves beneath the throne; My faith shall" Abba, Father," cry, And Thou the kindred own. I. Watts. formali C. M.( 363.) NOME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Bring back the heavenly blessing, lost By all mankind and me. 2 Thy favour and Thy nature too, To me, to all restore; Forgive, and after God renew, And keep us evermore. 3 Eternal Sun of Righteousness, Display Thy beams divine, vo And cause the glories of Thy face Upon my heart to shine. 255 4 Light in Thy light oh may I see, Thy grace and mercy prove, Revived, and cheered, and blessed by Thee, The God of pardoning love! 5 Lift up Thy countenance serene, And let Thy happy child Behold, without a cloud between, The Godhead reconciled. 6 That all- comprising peace bestow On me, through grace forgiven; The joys of holiness below, And then the joys of heaven. 310 C. Wesley. 118 C. M.( 32.) FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, My Saviour, and my Head, I trust in Thee, Whose powerful word Hath raised Him from the dead. 256 2 Thou know'st for my offence He died, And rose again for me, Fully and freely justified, That I might live to Thee. PARDON AND REGENERATION. 3 Eternal life to all mankind Thou hast in Jesus given; And all who seek, in Him shall find The happiness of heaven. 4 In hope, against all human hope, Self- desperate, I believe; Thy quickening word shall raise me up, Thou shalt Thy Spirit give. 908 5 The thing surpasses all my thought, But faithful is my Lord; Through unbelief I stagger not, For God hath spoke the word. 6 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to that alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries, It shall be done! 7 To Thee the glory of Thy power And faithfulness I give; I shall in Christ, in that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live. 311 8 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee, Thou never wilt reprove: But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me, And perfect me in love. C. or J. Wesley. 018 L. M.( 80.) GL YLORY to God, Whose sovereign grace Hath animated senseless stones; Called us to stand before His face, And raised us into Abraham's sons! 2 The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error's deadly shade, Have seen a glorious Gospel day, In Jesu's lovely face displayed. PARDON AND REGENERATION. 3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, And bared Thine arm in all our sight; Hast made the reprobates Thine own, And claimed the outcasts as Thy right. 4 Thy single arm, almighty Lord, To us the great salvation brought, Thy Word, Thy all- creating Word, That spake at first the world from nought. 2 5 For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to Thee is given; For this the hosts above rejoice, And praise Thee in the highest heaven. C. or J. Wesley. 312 3 D. S. M.( 146.) TOW can a Hiss on earth forgiven? How can my gracious Saviour show My name inscribed in heaven? What we have felt and seen, 818 With confidence we tell; And publish to the sons of men The signs infallible. 257 We who in Christ believe That He for us hath died, We all His unknown peace receive, And feel His blood applied; Exults our rising soul, Disburdened of her load, And swells unutterably full Of glory and of God. His love, surpassing far The love of all beneath, R 258 4 5 PARDON AND REGENERATION. We find within our hearts, and dare The pointless darts of death: Stronger than death and hell The mystic power we prove; And, conquerors of the world, we dwell In heaven, who dwell in love. We by His Spirit prove And know the things of God, The things which freely of His love He hath on us bestowed; His Spirit to us He gave, And dwells in us, we know; The witness in ourselves we have, And all its fruits we show. Whate'er our pardoning Lord Commands, we gladly do; And, guided by His sacred Word, We all His steps pursue: His glory our design, We live our God to please; And rise, with filial fear divine, To perfect holiness. C. Wesley. 313 I Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast." I came to Jesus as I was, D. C. M.( 532 or 192.) HEARD the voice of Jesus say, Come unto Me and rest; 66 Weary and worn and sad; I found in Him a resting- place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live." PARDON AND REGENERATION. I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life- giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's Light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun; And in that Light of life I'll walk, Till travelling days are done. H. Bonar. 314 L. M.( 91.) LORD, I was blind! I could not see In Thy marred visage any grace: But now the beauty of Thy face In radiant vision dawns on me. 2 Lord, I was deaf! I could not hear The thrilling music of Thy voice; But now I hear Thee and rejoice, And all Thy uttered words are dear! 3 Lord, I was dumb! I could not speak The grace and glory of Thy name; But now, as touched with living flame, My lips Thine eager praises wake. 259 4 Lord, I was dead! I could not stir My lifeless soul to come to Thee; But now, since Thou hast quickened me I rise from sin's dark sepulchre. 5 For Thou hast made the blind to see, The deaf to hear, the dumb to speak, The dead to live; and lo, I break The chains of my captivity. W. T. Matson. 260 L. M. ( 63.) 315 LORD,' twas time of wondrous love, When Thou didst first draw near my soul, And by Thy Spirit from above, My raging passions didst control. 2 Guilty and self- condemned I stood, Nor dreamt of life and bliss so near; But He my evil heart renewed, PARDON AND REGENERATION. And all His graces planted there. 3 He stretched my faith to view my Lord As hanging on the cursèd tree; Spoke peace and pardon to my heart, And set my soul at liberty. 4 He will complete the work begun, By leading me in all His ways; To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, be all praise. 316 Anon. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) TOW I have found the ground wherein may remain, The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world's foundation slain; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, Thine everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far, Thy heart still melts with tenderness Thy arms of love still open are Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste and live. 30 Love! Thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in Thee! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesu's blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries! PARDON AND REGENERATION. 4 With faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest; Hither, when hell assails, I flee, I look into my Saviour's breast; Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 5 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, Thy mercy never dies. 6 Fixed on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth's foundations melt away; Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. Rothe, tr. by J. Wesley. 317 C. M.( 25.) WE praise and bless Thee, gracious Lord, For all the old things passed away, For all Thou hast made new. 261 2 New hopes, new purposes, desires, And joys, Thy grace has given; Old ties are broken from the earth, New ties attach to heaven. 3 But yet, how much must be destroyed, How much renewed must be, Ere we can fully stand complete In likeness, Lord, to Thee! 4 Thou, only Thou must carry on The work Thou hast begun; Of Thine own strength Thou must impart, In Thine own ways to run. 262 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 Ah! leave us not; from day to day Revive, restore again; Our feeble steps do Thou direct, Our enemies restrain. 6 So shall we faultless stand at last Before Thy Father's throne; The blessedness for ever ours, The glory all Thine own. 318 C. J. P. Spitta, tr. by H. L. L. III. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) COME, Holy Ghost, all quickening fire, me; Drawn by the lure of strong desire, O come and consecrate my breast! The temple of my soul prepare, And fix Thy sacred presence there. 2 If now Thy influence I feel, If now in Thee begin to live, Still to my heart Thyself reveal, Give me Thyself, for ever give: A point my good, a drop my store, Eager I ask, I pant for more. 3 Eager for Thee I ask and pant, So strong the principle divine Carries me out with sweet constraint, Till all my hallowed soul is Thine; Plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea, And lost in Thine immensity. 4 My peace, my life, my comfort Thou, My treasure, and my all Thou art! True witness of my sonship, now Engraving pardon on my heart, Seal of my sins in Christ forgiven, Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 263 OSE 5 Come then, my God, mark out Thine heir, Of heaven a larger earnest give! With clearer light Thy witness bear, More sensibly within me live; Let all my powers Thine entrance feel, And deeper stamp Thyself the seal. C. or J. Wesley. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 319 L. M.( 400.) GOD OD of all power, and truth, and grace, Which shall from age to age endure, Whose word, when heaven and earth shall pass, Remains and stands for ever sure; 2 That I Thy mercy may proclaim, That all mankind Thy truth may see, Hallow Thy great and glorious name, And perfect holiness in me. 3 Thy sanctifying Spirit pour, To quench my thirst, and make me clean; Now, Father, let the gracious shower Descend, and make me pure from sin. Purge me from every sinful blot; My idols all be cast aside; Cleanse me from every sinful thought, From all the filth of self and pride. 5 Give me a new, a perfect heart, From doubt, and fear, and sorrow free; The mind which was in Christ impart, And let my spirit cleave to Thee. 60 take this heart of stone away! Thy sway it doth not, cannot own; In me no longer let it stay, O take away this heart of stone! 70 that I now, from sin released, Thy word may to the utmost prove, Enter into the promised rest, The Canaan of Thy perfect love! C. Wesley. 264 L. M.( 85.) SECOND PART. FATHER, supply my every need; Sustain the life Thyself hast given; Call for the never- failing bread, but The manna that comes down from heaven. 2 The gracious fruits of righteousness, Thy blessings' unexhausted store, In me abundantly increase; Nor ever let me hunger more. 3 The painful thirst, the fond desire, Thy joyous presence shall remove; But my full soul shall still require A whole eternity of love. 320 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 4 Holy, and true, and righteous Lord, I wait to prove Thy perfect will, Be mindful of Thy gracious word, And stamp me with Thy Spirit's seal. 5 Open my faith's interior eye; Display Thy glory from above; And all I am shall sink and die, Lost in astonishment and love. 6 Confound, o'erpower me by Thy grace; I would be by myself abhorred; All might, all majesty, all praise, All glory be to Christ my Lord. 7 Now let me gain perfection's height; Now let me into nothing fall; As less than nothing in Thy sight; And feel that Christ is all in all! C. Wesley. 321 C. M.( 377.) Go NOD of eternal truth and grace, Thy faithful promise seal; Thy word, Thy oath, to Abraham's race, In us, e'en us, fulfil. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 2 Let us, to perfect love restored, Thy image here retrieve, And in the presence of our Lord The life of angels live. 3 That mighty faith on me bestow, Which cannot ask in vain, Which holds, and will not let Thee go, Till I my suit obtain; 4 Till Thou into my soul inspire The perfect love unknown, And tell my infinite desire, Whate'er Thou wilt, be done." 66 5 But is it possible that I Should live and sin no more? Lord, if on Thee I dare rely, The faith shall bring the power. 6 On me that faith divine bestow Which doth the mountain move: And all my spotless life shall show Th' omnipotence of love. 322 C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 109). HOLY TOLY Lamb, who Thee receive, Who in Thee begin to live, Day and night they cry to Thee, As Thou art, so let us be! 2 Jesus, see my panting breast! See, I pant in Thee to rest! Gladly would I now be clean, Cleanse me now from every sin. 3 Fix, O fix my wavering mind! To Thy Cross my spirit bind; Earthly passions far remove, Swallow up my soul in love. 265 266 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 4 Dust and ashes though we be, Full of sin and misery, Thine we are, Thou Son of God! Take the purchase of Thy blood! 5 Who in heart on Thee believes, He th' atonement now receives, He with joy beholds Thy face, Triumphs in Thy pardoning grace. 6 See, ye sinners, see the flame, Rising from the slaughtered Lamb, Marks the new, the living way, Leading to eternal day! 7 Jesus, when this light we see, All our soul's athirst for Thee; When Thy quickening power we prove, All our heart dissolves in love. 8 Boundless wisdom, power divine, Love unspeakable are Thine: Praise by all to Thee be given, Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven! Dober, tr. by J. Wesley. 323 C. M.( 58 or 35.) KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me; A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 I find Him lifting up my head, He brings salvation near, His presence makes me free indeed, And He will soon appear. 3 He wills that I should holy be, What can withstand His will? The counsel of His grace in me He surely shall fulfil. 4 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word; I steadfastly believe 267 Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord, And to Thyself receive. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars To meet Thee from above, Thy goodness thankfully adores; And sure I taste Thy love. 6 Thy love I soon expect to find, In all its depth and height; To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, And grasp the Infinite. 7 When God is mine, and I am His, Of paradise possest, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest. 8 The bliss of those that fully dwell, Fully in Thee believe, ' Tis more than angel- tongues can tell, Or angel- minds conceive. 324 T 9 Thou only know'st, Who didst obtain, And die to make it known; The great salvation now explain, And perfect us in one! C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 239-) WANT the Spirit of power within, Of love, and of a healthful mind; Of power, to conquer inbred sin, Of love, to Thee and all mankind, Of health, that pain and death defies, Most vigorous when the body dies. 2 When shall I hear the inward voice Which only faithful souls can hear? Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys Attend the promised Comforter; O come, and righteousness divine, And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine! 268 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 3 O that the Comforter would come! Nor visit as a transient guest, But fix in me His constant home, And take possession of my breast, And fix in me His loved abode, The temple of indwelling God! 4 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire! Attest that I am born again; Come, and baptize me now with fire, Nor let Thy former gifts be vain; I cannot rest in sins forgiven, Where is the earnest of my heaven? 5 Where the indubitable seal That ascertains the kingdom mine? The powerful stamp I long to feel, The signature of love divine; O shed it in my heart abroad, Fulness of love, of heaven, of God! C. Wesley. 325 C. M.( 357.) JE TESUS hath died that I might live, Might live to God alone; In Him eternal life receive, And be in spirit one. 2 Saviour, I thank Thee for the grace, The gift unspeakable; And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, And all Thy love to feel. 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire The perfect bliss to prove; My longing heart is all on fire To be dissolved in love. 4 Give me Thyself; from every boast, From every wish set free; Let all I am in Thee be lost; But give Thyself to me. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 Thy gifts, alas! cannot suffice Unless Thyself be given; Thy presence makes my paradise, And where Thou art is heaven. 326 C. M.( 374.) JESUS, my Life! Thyself apply, ; My vile affections crucify, Conform me to Thy death. C. Wesley. 2 Conqueror of hell, and earth, and sin, Still with Thy rebel strive; Enter my soul, and work within, And kill, and make alive! 3 More of Thy life, and more, I have, As the old Adam dies: Bury me, Saviour, in Thy grave, That I with Thee may rise. 4 Reign in me, Lord, Thy foes control, Who would not own Thy sway; Diffuse Thine image through my soul, Shine to the perfect day. 5 Scatter the last remains of sin, And seal me Thine abode; O make me glorious all within, A temple built by God! 327 269 C. or J. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 113.) ESUS, shall I never be Firmly grounded upon Thee? Never by Thy work abide, Never in Thy wounds reside? 2 O how wavering is my mind, Tossed about with every wind! O how quickly doth my heart From the living God depart! 270 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 3 Jesus, let my nature feel, Thou art God unchangeable: JAH, JEHOVAH, great I AM, Speak into my soul Thy name. 4 Grant that every moment I May believe, and feel Thee nigh; Steadfastly behold Thy face, ' Stablished with abiding grace. 5 Plant, and root, and fix in me All the mind that was in Thee; Settled peace I then shall find; Jesu's is a quiet mind. 6 Anger I no more shall feel, Always even, always still, Meekly on my God reclined; Jesu's is a gentle mind. 7 I shall suffer and fulfil All my Father's gracious will, Be in all alike resigned; Jesu's is a patient mind. 8 When' tis deeply rooted here, Perfect love shall cast out fear; Fear doth servile spirits bind; Jesu's is a noble mind. 9 When I feel it fixed within, I shall have no power to sin; How shall sin an entrance find? Jesu's is a spotless mind. 10 I shall nothing know beside Jesus, and Him crucified; Perfectly to Him be joined; Jesu's is a loving mind. 11 I shall triumph evermore, Gratefully my God adore, God so good, so true, so kind; Jesu's is a thankful mind. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 12 Lowly, loving, meek, and pure, I shall to the end endure, Be no more to sin inclined; Jesu's is a constant mind. 13 I shall fully be restored To the image of my Lord, Witnessing to all mankind, Jesu's is a perfect mind. 328 C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 91.) fame My drooping soul exults to hear; Thy name, Thy all- restoring name, Is music in a sinner's ear. 2 Sinners of old Thou didst receive, With comfortable words and kind, Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. 3 And art Thou not the Saviour still, In every place and age the same? Hast Thou forgot Thy gracious skill, Or lost the virtue of Thy name? 271 4 Faith in Thy changeless name I have; The good, the kind Physician, Thou Art able now our souls to save, Art willing to restore them now. 5 All my disease, my every sin, To Thee, O Jesus, I confess; In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, And perfect it in holiness. 6 That token of Thine utmost good Now, Saviour, now on me bestow; And purge my conscience with Thy blood, And wash my nature white as snow. C. Wesley. 272 329 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. L 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 181.) IGHT of life, seraphic Fire, Love Divine, Thyself impart; Every fainting soul inspire, Shine in every drooping heart! Every mournful sinner cheer, Scatter all our guilty gloom, Son of God, appear, appear! To Thy human temples come. 2 Come in this accepted hour; Bring Thy heavenly kingdom in! Fill us with the glorious power, Rooting out the seeds of sin; Nothing more can we require, We will covet nothing less; Be Thou all our heart's Desire, All our Joy, and all our Peace! C. Wesley. 330 C. M.( 379.) LORD, I believe a rest remains To all A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And Thou art loved alone: 2 A rest, where all our soul's desire Is fixed on things above; Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. O that I now the rest might know, Believe, and enter in! Now, Saviour, now the power bestow, And let me cease from sin. 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove: To me the rest of faith impart, The Sabbath of Thy love. 5 I would be Thine, Thou know'st I would, And have Thee all my own; SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. Thee, O my all- sufficient Good! I want, and Thee alone. 6 Come, O my Saviour, come away! Into my soul descend; No longer from Thy creature stay, My Author and my End! 331 7 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And seal me Thine abode! Let all I am in Thee be lost, Let all be lost in God. C. or J. Wesley. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 572.) OVE Divine, all loves excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down; Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown: Jesus, Thou art all compassion; Pure, unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation; Enter every trembling heart. 2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast: Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find the promised rest: Take away the love of sinning: Alpha and Omega be; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all Thy grace receive: Suddenly return, and never, Never more, Thy temples leave: Thee we would be always blessing; Serve Thee as Thy hosts above; Pray, and praise Thee, without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. 273 S 274 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 4 Finish, then, Thy new creation, T Pure and spotless let us be; Let us see Thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in Thee; Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise! C. or J. Wesley. 332 MY my claim, C. M.( 36.) God! I know, I feel Thee mine, Till all I have is lost in Thine, And all renewed I am. 2 When shall I see the welcome hour, That plants my God in me! Spirit of health, and life, and power, And perfect liberty! 3 Love only can the conquest win, The strength of sin subdue, Come, O my Saviour, cast out sin, And form my soul anew! 4 O that in me the sacred fire Might now begin to glow, Burn up the dross of base desire, And make the mountains flow! 5 O that it now from heaven might fall, And all my sins consume! Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call, Spirit of burning, come! 6 Refining fire, go through my heart, Illuminate my soul; Scatter Thy life through every part, And sanctify the whole. 7 No longer then my heart shall mourn, While, purified by grace, 8 My steadfast soul, from falling free Shall then no longer move; But Christ be all the world to me, And all my heart be love.. 333 2 I only for His glory burn, And always see His face. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 S. M.( 356.) 0 COME, and dwell in me, Spirit of power within! And bring the glorious liberty From sorrow, fear, and sin. The seed of sin's disease, Spirit of health, remove, Spirit of finished holiness, Spirit of perfect love. C. or J. Wesley. 3 Hasten the joyful day 4 Which shall my sins consume, When old things shall be passed away, And all things new become. I want the witness, Lord, That all I do is right, According to Thy will and word, Well- pleasing in Thy sight: 334 I ask no higher state; Indulge me but in this, And soon or later then translate To my eternal bliss. C. Wesley. C. M.( 31.) FOR a heart to praise my God, A 275 A heart that always feels Thy blood So freely spilt for me! 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne, 276 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone; 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean; Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within; 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine! 5 Thy tender heart is still the same, Ånd melts at human woe; Jesus! for Thee distressed I am, I want Thy love to know. 6 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart! Come quickly from above; Write Thy new Name upon my heart, Thy new, best Name of Love. C. or J. Wesley. 335 L. M.( 99.) 0 GOD, most merciful and true! Thy nature to my soul impart; ' Stablish with me the covenant new, And write perfection on my heart. 2 To real holiness restored, O let me gain my Saviour's mind! And, in the knowledge of my Lord, Fulness of life eternal find. 3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, That them I may no more forget; But sunk in guiltless shame adore With speechless wonder at Thy feet. 4 O'erwhelmed with Thy stupendous grace, I shall not in Thy presence move, But breathe unutterable praise, And rapturous awe, and silent love. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 Then every murmuring thought and vain Expires, in sweet confusion lost; I cannot of my cross complain, I cannot of my goodness boast. 6 Pardoned for all that I have done, My mouth as in the dust I hide; And glory give to God alone, My God for ever pacified! 336 C. M.( 377.) 0 JOYFUL sound of Gospel grace! Christ shall in me appear; I, even I, shall see His face; I shall be holy here. 66 C. Wesley. 2 This heart shall be His constant home; I hear His Spirit's cry: Surely," He saith," I quickly come;" He saith, Who cannot lie. 277 3 The glorious crown of righteousness To me reached out I view; Conqueror through Him, I soon shall seize, And wear it as my due. 4 The promised land, from Pisgah's top, I now exult to see; My hope is full( O glorious hope!) Of immortality. 5 He visits now the house of clay; He shakes His future home; O wouldst Thou, Lord, on this glad day, Into Thy temple come! 6 With me I know, I feel, Thou art; But this cannot suffice, Unless Thou plantest in my heart A constant paradise. 278 7 My earth Thou waterest from on high; But make it all a pool: Spring up, O Well, I ever cry, Spring up, within my soul. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 8 Come, O my God, Thyself reveal, brel Fill all this mighty void! Thou only canst my spirit fill: Come, O my God, my God! 9 Fulfil, fulfil my large desires, Large as infinity; Give, give me all my soul requires, All, all that is in Thee! 888 C. or J. Wesley. 337 L. M.( 63.) 0 THAT my load of sin were gone! O that I could at last submit At Jesu's feet to lay it down, To lay my soul at Jesu's feet! 2 When shall mine eyes behold the Lamb, The God of my salvation see? Weary, O Lord, Thou knowest I am, Yet still I cannot come to Thee. 3 Rest for my soul I long to find; Saviour of all, if mine Thou art, Give me Thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp Thine image on my heart. 4 Fain would I learn of Thee, my God; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, The labour of Thy dying love. 5 I would; but Thou must give the power, My heart from every sin release; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill me with Thy perfect peace. C. Wesley. 338 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 279 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) PRISONERS of hope, lift up your heads, The day of near Jesus, Who on the serpent treads, Shall soon in your behalf appear; The Lord will to His temple come: Prepare your hearts to make Him room. 2 Ye all shall find, whom in His word Himself hath caused to put your trust, The Father of our dying Lord Is ever to His promise just; Faithful, if we our sins confess, To cleanse from all unrighteousness. 30 ye of fearful hearts, be strong! Your downcast eyes and hands lift up! Ye shall not be forgotten long, Hope to the end, in Jesus hope! Tell Him ye wait His grace to prove, And cannot fail, if God is love! 4 Prisoners of hope, be strong, be bold, Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear! Dare to believe; on Christ lay hold! Wrestle with Christ in mighty prayer; Tell Him," We will not let Thee go, Till we Thy name, Thy nature know." 5 The promise stands for ever sure, And we shall in Thine image shine, Partakers of a nature pure, Holy, angelical, divine; In spirit joined to Thee the Son, As Thou art with Thy Father one. 339 C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 586.) SAVIOUR, on me the want bestow, Which all that feel shall surely know, Their sins on earth forgiven; 280 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. Give me to prove the kingdom mine, And taste, in holiness divine, The happiness of heaven. 2 Meeken my soul, Thou heavenly Lamb, That I in the new earth may claim My hundred- fold reward; My rich inheritance possess, Co- heir with the great Prince of peace, Co- partner with my Lord. 3 Me with that restless thirst inspire, That sacred, infinite desire, And feast my hungry heart; Less than Thyself cannot suffice; My soul for all Thy fulness cries, For all Thou hast, and art. 4 Mercy who show shall mercy find; Thy pitiful and tender mind Be, Lord, on me bestowed; So shall I still the blessing gain, And to eternal life retain The mercy of my God. 5 Jesus, the crowning grace impart; Bless me with purity of heart, That, now beholding Thee, I soon may view Thy open face, On all Thy glorious beauties gaze, And God for ever see! C. Wesley. 340 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 507.) SINC NINCE the Son hath made me free, Let me taste my liberty; Thee behold with open face, Triumph in Thy saving grace; Thy great will delight to prove, Glory in Thy perfect love. 2 Abba, Father! hear Thy child, Late in Jesus reconciled; SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. Hear and all the graces shower, All the joy, and peace, and power, All my Saviour asks above, All the life and heaven of love. 281 3 Lord, I will not let Thee go, Till the blessing Thou bestow; Hear my Advocate Divine! Lo! to His my suit I join; Joined to His, it cannot fail: Bless me; for I will prevail! 4 Heavenly Father, Life Divine, Change my nature into Thine! Move and spread throughout my soul, Actuate and fill the whole! Be it I no longer now Living in the flesh, but Thou. 5 Holy Ghost, no more delay; Come and in Thy temple stay; Now Thine inward witness bear, Strong, and permanent, and clear: 18 Spring of Life, Thyself impart; Rise eternal in my heart! C. or J. Wesley. 341 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 603 or 604.) THOU HOU hidden love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows, I see from far Thy beauteous light, Inly I sigh for Thy repose; My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in Thee. 2' Tis mercy all, that Thou hast brought My mind to seek her peace in Thee; Yet while I seek but find Thee not, No peace my wandering soul shall see; O when shall I my wanderings end, And all my steps to Thee- ward tend! 282 3 Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with Thee my heart to share? Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, A The Lord of every motion there! Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in Thee. SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 4 O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live! My vile affections crucify, of Nor let one darling lust survive! In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee! 5 Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say, " I am thy Love, thy God, thy all!" To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice. 342 Tersteegen, tr. by J. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) HAT shall I do my God to love, My Saviour, and the world's, to praise? Whose bowels of compassion move WHA To me, and all the fallen race, Whose mercy is divinely free For all the fallen race, and me? 2 I long to know, and to make known, The heights and depths of love divine, The kindness Thou to me hast shown, Whose every sin was counted Thine! My God for me resigned His breath! He died to save my soul from death! 3 How shall I thank Thee for the grace On me and all mankind bestowed? O that my every breath were praise! O that my heart were filled with God! SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. My heart would then with love o'erflow, And all my life Thy glory show. 343 4 See me, O Lord, athirst and faint! Me, weary of forbearing, see, And let me feel Thy love's constraint, And freely give up all for Thee; True in the fiery trial prove, And pay Thee back Thy dying love. C. Wesley. 283 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 503.) W THEN this passing world is done, When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ on high, Looking o'er life's history, Then, Lord, shall I fully know, Not till then, how much I owe. 2 When I stand before the throne, Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love Thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know, Not till then, how much I owe. 3 When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know, Not till then, how much I owe. 4 E'en on earth, as through a glass, Darkly let Thy glory pass; Make forgiveness feel so sweet; Make Thy Spirit's help so meet; E'en on earth, Lord, make me know Something of how much I owe. 284 SANCTIFICATION AND GROWTH. 5 Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, By my love, how much I owe. 344 R. M. McCheyne. L. M.( 61 or 67.) E faithful souls, who Jesus know, Superior to the joys below, His resurrection's power declare. 2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, By actions show your sins forgiven; And seek the glorious things above, And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 3 There your exalted Saviour see, Seated at God's right hand again, In all His Father's majesty, In everlasting pomp to reign. 4 To Him continually aspire, Contending for your native place; And emulate the angel- choir, And only live to love and praise. 5 For who by faith your Lord receive, Ye nothing seek or want beside; Dead to the world and sin ye live, Your creature- love is crucified. 6 Your real life, with Christ concealed, Deep in the Father's bosom lies; And, glorious as your Head revealed, Ye soon shall meet Him in the skies. C. Wesley. 345 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. IV. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. BEHOL 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) DEHOLD the servant of the Lord! I wait Thy guiding eye to feel, To hear and keep Thy every word, To prove and do Thy perfect will, Joyful from my own works to cease, Glad to fulfil all righteousness. 2 Me if Thy grace vouchsafe to use, Meanest of all Thy creatures, me, The deed, the time, the manner choose, Let all my fruit be found of Thee; Let all my works in Thee be wrought, By Thee to full perfection brought. 3 My every weak, though good design, O'errule, or change, as seems Thee meet; Jesus, let all my work be Thine; Thy work, O Lord, is all complete, And pleasing in Thy Father's sight; Thou only hast done all things right. 285 4 Here then to Thee Thine own I leave; Mould as Thou wilt Thy passive clay; But let me all Thy stamp receive, But let me all Thy words obey, Serve with a single heart and eye, And to Thy glory live and die. C. Wesley. 346 L. M.( 72 or 81.) COME, Saviour, Jesus, from above! Assist me with Thy Empty my heart of earthly love, And for Thyself prepare the place. heavenly grace; 286 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 20 let Thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free! Which pants to have no other will, But day and night to feast on Thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good will I pursue: I'll bid this world of noise and show, With all its glittering snares, adieu! 4 That path with humble speed I'll seek, In which my Saviour's footsteps shine; Nor will I hear, nor will I speak, Of any other love but Thine. 5 Henceforth may no profane delight Divide this consecrated soul; Possess it Thou, Who hast the right, As Lord and Master of the whole. 6 Nothing on earth do I desire But Thy pure love within my breast; This, only this, will I require, And freely give up all the rest. From the French, tr. by J. Wesley. 347 8.6.8.6.8.6.( 191.) DIS ISMISS me not Thy service, Lord, But train me for Thy will; For even I, in fields so broad, Some duties may fulfil; And I will ask for no reward, Except to serve Thee still. 2 How many serve, how many more May to the service come! To tend the vines, the grapes to store, Thou dost appoint for some; Thou hast Thy young men at the war, Thy little ones at home. 3 All works are good, and each is best As most it pleases Thee; CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. Each worker pleases when the rest He serves in charity; And neither man nor work unblest, Wilt Thou permit to be. 4 Our Master all the work hath done He asks of us to- day; Sharing His service, every one Share too His sonship may; Lord, I would serve and be a son; Dismiss me not, I pray. 348 287 T. T. Lynch. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 172.) FATH ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let Thy will on earth be done; Praise by all to Thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven! 2 If so poor a worm as I May to Thy great glory live, All my actions sanctify, All my words and thoughts receive; Claim me for Thy service, claim All I have and all I am. 3 Take my soul and body's powers; Take my memory, mind, and will, All my goods, and all my hours, All I know and all I feel; All I think, or speak, or do; Take my heart;-but make it new! 4 Now, O God, Thine own I am; Now I give Thee back Thine own; Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Consecrate to Thee alone: Thine I live, thrice happy I! Happier still when Thine I die! C. or J. Wesley. 288 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 349 L. M.( 83 or 100.) FORT NORTH in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue, Thee, only Thee, resolved to know, In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned O let me cheerfully fulfil, In all my works Thy presence find, And prove Thy acceptable will! 3 Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes my inmost substance see; And labour on at Thy command, And offer all my works to Thee. 4 Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray, And still to things eternal look, And hasten to Thy glorious day. 5 For Thee delightfully employ Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given; And run my course with even joy, And closely walk with Thee to heaven. C. Wesley. 350 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) CIVE me the faith which can remove, Give me the child- like, praying love, Which longs to build Thy house again: Thy love, let it my heart o'erpower, And all my simple soul devour. 2 I want an even, strong desire, I want a calmly- fervent zeal, To save poor souls out of the fire, To snatch them from the verge of hell, And turn them to a pardoning God, And quench the brands in Jesu's blood. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 3 I would the precious time redeem, And longer live for this alone, To spend, and to be spent, for them Who have not yet my Saviour known; Fully on these my mission prove, And only breathe, to breathe Thy love. 4 My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord, Into Thy blessèd hands receive; And let me live to preach Thy word; And let me to Thy glory live; My every sacred moment spend, In publishing the sinner's Friend. 5 Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart With boundless charity divine! So shall I all my strength exert, And love them with a zeal like Thine; And lead them to Thy open side, The sheep, for whom their Shepherd died. C. Wesley. 351 L. M.( 401.) O, labour on; spend, and be spent ,Thy joy to do the Father's will; It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still? 289 T 2 Go, labour on;' tis not for nought; Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises;-what are men? 3 Go, labour on while it is day; The world's dark night is hastening on; Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away; It is not thus that souls are won. 4 Men die in darkness at thy side, Without a hope to cheer the tomb; T 290 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. Take up the torch and wave it wide, The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. 5 Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray; Be wise the erring soul to win;" Go forth into the world's highway, Compel the wanderer to come in. 6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal," Behold I come!" H. Bonar. 352 2 D. S. M.( 461.) GOD NOD of almighty love, By Whose sufficient grace I lift my heart to things above, And humbly seek Thy face; Through Jesus Christ the Just, My faint desires receive; And let me in Thy goodness trust, And to Thy glory live. Whate'er I say or do, Thy glory be my aim; My offerings all be offered through The ever- blessèd Name! Jesus, my single eye Be fixed on Thee alone: Thy name be praised on earth, on high; Thy will by all be done! 3 Spirit of faith, inspire My consecrated heart; Fill me with pure, celestial fire, With all Thou hast, and art; My feeble mind transform, And, perfectly renewed, Into a saint exalt a worm, A worm exalt to God! C. Wesley. 353 2 3 4 5 6 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 453-) I BRING my sins to Thee, The sins I cannot count, That all may cleansèd be In Thy once- opened Fount. I bring them, Saviour, all to Thee, The burden is too great for me. My heart to Thee I bring, The heart I cannot read; A faithless, wandering thing, An evil heart indeed. I bring it, Saviour, now to Thee, That fixed and faithful it may be. To Thee I bring my care, The care I cannot flee, Thou wilt not only share, But bear it all for me. O loving Saviour, now to Thee I bring the load that wearies me. I bring my grief to Thee, The grief I cannot tell; No words shall needed be, Thou knowest all so well. I bring the sorrow laid on me, O suffering Saviour, now to Thee! My joys to Thee I bring, The joys Thy love hath given, That each may be a wing To lift me nearer heaven. I bring them, Saviour, all to Thee, For Thou hast purchased all for me. My life I bring to Thee, I would not be my own; 291 292 354 2 O Saviour, let me be Thine ever, Thine alone! My heart, my life, my all I bring To Thee, my Saviour and my King! F. R. Havergal. 3 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. D. S. M.( 146.) I O Jesus most desired! And heart for heart the gift shall be, For Thou my soul hast fired: Thou hearts alone wouldst move, Thou only hearts dost love; I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me, O Jesus most desired! What offering can I make, Dear Lord, to love like Thine? That Thou, the Word, didst stoop to take A human form like mine! " Give Me thy heart, My son:" Lord, Thou my heart hast won; I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me, O Jesus most desired! Here finds my heart its rest, Repose that knows no shock, The strength of love that keeps it blest In Thee, the riven Rock: My soul, as girt around, Her citadel hath found: I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me, O Jesus most desired! From the Latin, tr. by Ray Palmer. 355 6.4.6.4.10.10.( 430.) I LIFT my heart to Thee, Saviour Divine, For Thou art all to me, And I am Thine. 2 3 4 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 5 Is there on earth a closer bond than thisThat my Beloved's mine, and I am His?" Thine am I by all ties; But chiefly Thine, That through Thy sacrifice Thou, Lord, art mine. 293 By Thine own cords of love, so sweetly wound Around me, I to Thee am closely bound. To Thee, Thou bleeding Lamb, I all things owe; All that I have and am, And all I know. All that I have is now no longer mine, And I am not mine own,-Lord, I am Thine. How can I, Lord, withhold Life's brightest hour From Thee; or gathered gold, Or any power? Why should I keep one precious thing from Thee, When Thou hast given Thine own dear self for me? I pray Thee, Saviour, keep Me in Thy love, Until death's holy sleep Shall me remove To that fair realm, where, sin and sorrow o'er, Thou and Thine own are one for evermore. C. E. Mudie. 356 7.7.7.7.( 108.) JESUS, all- atoning Lamb, Thine, and only Thine, I am; Take my body, spirit, soul; Only Thou possess the whole. 294 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 2 Thou my one thing needful be; Let me ever cleave to Thee; Let me choose the better part; heart. Let me give Thee all my 3 Fairer than the sons of men, Do not let me turn again, Leave the fountain- head of bliss, Stoop to creature- happiness. 4 Whom have I on earth below? Thee, and only Thee, I know; Whom have I in heaven but Thee? Thou art all in all to me. 5 All my treasure is above, All my riches is Thy love: Who the worth of love can tell? Infinite, unsearchable! IT 6 Thou, O love, my portion art: Lord, Thou know'st my simple heart! Other comforts I despise, Love be all my paradise. 357 7 Nothing else can I require, Love fills up my whole desire; All Thy other gifts remove, Still Thou giv'st me all in love! C. Wesley. 8.7.8.7.( 204.) Of our life's wild, restless sea; Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying," Christian, follow me." 2 As, of old, St. Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake; Turned from home and toil and kindred, Leaving all for His dear sake. 3 Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store, CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. From each idol that would keep us, Saying," Christian, love Me more." 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, Christian, love Me more than these." 5 Jesus calls us: by Thy mercies, 66 Saviour, may we hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thy obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all. 358 Mrs. C. F. Alexander. C. M.( 361 or 22.) JESUS, the word of mercy give, And let the priests themselves believe, And put salvation on. 295 2 Clothed with the Spirit of Holiness, May all Thy people prove The plenitude of Gospel grace, The joy of perfect love. 3 Jesus, let all Thy servants shine Illustrious as the sun; And, bright with borrowed rays divine, Their glorious circuit run: 4 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread Their light where'er they go; And heavenly influences shed On all the world below. 5 As giants may they run their race, Exulting in their might! As burning luminaries, chase The gloom of darkest night: 6 As the bright Sun of Righteousness, 8 Their healing wings display; And let their lustre still increase Unto the perfect day. C. Wesley. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 296 359 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 606.) JE ESUS, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; O knit my thankful heart to Thee, And reign without a rival there! Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am; Be Thou alone my constant flame. 2 O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but Thy pure love alone: O may Thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange flames far from my heart remove; My every act, word, thought, be love. 30 Love, how cheering is Thy ray! All pain before Thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, Where'er Thy healing beams arise! O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee! 4 Unwearied may I this pursue, Dauntless to the high prize aspire: Hourly within my soul renew This holy flame, this heavenly fire! And day and night be all my care To guard the sacred treasure there. 5 In suffering be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be Thou my Guide, And save me, Who for me hast died. 360 P. Gerhardt, tr. by J. Wesley. C. M.( 29.) LE ET Him to Whom we now belong His sovereign right assert, And take up every thankful song, And every loving heart. 2 2 He justly claims us for His own, Who bought us with a price; The Christian lives to Christ alone, To Christ alone he dies. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 3 Jesus, Thine own at last receive, Fulfil our hearts' desire, And let us to Thy glory live, And in Thy cause expire. 361 4 Our souls and bodies we resign; With joy we render Thee Our all, no longer ours, but Thine To all eternity. L Myself, my residue of days, I consecrate to Thee. 362 S. M.( 9.) ORD, in the strength of grace, C. or J. Wesley. Thy ransomed servant, I Restore to Thee Thy own; And, from this moment, live or die To serve my God alone. 297 C. Wesley. L. M.( 82.) Lo ORD, speak to me, that I may speak In living echoes of Thy tone; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy erring children, lost and lone. 2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet; O feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 30 strengthen me, that while I stand Firm on the Rock, and strong in Thee, I may stretch out a loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea! 298 40 teach me, Lord, that I may teach The precious things Thou dost impart; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart! CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 5 O give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing power A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones, in needful hour! 6 O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show! 70 use me, Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where Until Thy blessèd face I see, Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share! F. R. Havergal. 363 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 603.) ASTER, I own Thy lawful claim, Thine, wholly Thine, I long to be! Thou seest, at last, I willing am Where'er Thou goest to follow Thee; Myself in all things to deny, Thine, wholly Thine, to live and die.208 2 Whate'er my sinful flesh requires For Thee I cheerfully forego, My covetous and vain desires, My hopes of happiness below, My senses' and my passions' food, And all my thirst for creature- good. 3 Pleasure, and wealth, and praise no more Shall lead my captive soul astray, My fond pursuits I all give o'er, Thee, only Thee, resolved to obey; My own in all things to resign, And know no other will but Thine. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 4 All power is Thine in earth and heaven, All fulness dwells in Thee alone; Whate'er I have was freely given, Nothing but sin I call my own, All other lords I here disclaim; Thou only art the great I AM. 364 299 5 Wherefore to Thee I all resign; Being Thou art, and love, and power; Thy only will be done, not mine! Thee, Lord, let heaven and earth adore! Flow back the rivers to the sea, And let our all be lost in Thee! C. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 600.) 0 GOD, what offering shall I give To Thee, the Lord of earth and skies? My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, A holy, living sacrifice; Small as it is,' tis all my store; More shouldst Thou have, if I had more. 2 Now then, my God, Thou hast my soul, No longer mine, but Thine I am; Guard Thou Thine own, possess it whole, Cheer it with hope, with love inflame; Thou hast my spirit, there display Thy glory to the perfect day. 3 Thou hast my flesh, Thy hallowed shrine, Devoted solely to Thy will; Here let Thy light for ever shine, This house still let Thy presence fill; O Source of life, live, dwell, and move In me, till all my life be love! 4 Send down Thy likeness from above, And let this my adorning be; Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, With lowliness and purity, 300 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. Than gold and pearls more precious far, And brighter than the morning star. 5 Lord, arm me with Thy Spirit's might, Since I am called by Thy great Name; In Thee let all my thoughts unite, Of all my works be Thou the aim; Thy love attend me all my days, And my sole business be Thy praise! J. Lange, tr. by J. Wesley. 365 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 751.) 0 JESUS, I have promised To serve Thee to the end; Be Thou for ever near me, My Master and my Friend! I shall not fear the battle If Thou art by my side, Nor wander from the pathway If Thou wilt be my Guide. 20 let me feel Thee near me, The world is ever near; I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear: My foes are ever near me, Around me, and within; But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer, And shield my soul from sin. 30 let me hear Thee speaking In accents clear and still, Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self- will. O speak to reassure me, To hasten or control; O speak and make me listen, Thou Guardian of my soul. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 4 O Jesus! Thou hast promised, To all who follow Thee, That where Thou art in glory There shall Thy servant be; And, Jesus, I have promised To serve Thee to the end; O give me grace to follow My Master and my Friend. 50 let me see Thy footmarks, And in them plant mine own: My hope to follow duly Is in Thy strength alone. O guide me, call me, draw me, Uphold me to the end; And then in heaven receive me, My Saviour and my Friend! J. E. Bode. 366 L. M.( 81.) 0 THOU Who camest from above The pure celestial fire to impart, Kindle a flame of sacred love On the mean altar of my heart! 2 There let it for Thy glory burn With inextinguishable blaze, And trembling to its source return, In humble prayer and fervent praise. 301 3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire To work, and speak, and think for Thee; Still let me guard the holy fire, And still stir up Thy gift in me; 4 Ready for all Thy perfect will, My acts of faith and love repeat, Till death Thy endless mercies seal, And make the sacrifice complete. C. Wesley. 302 367 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. C. M.( 361.) H it is hard to work for God, part Upon this battlefield of earth, And not sometimes lose heart! 2 He hides Himself so wondrously, As though there were no God; He is least seen when all the powers Of ill are most abroad. 3[ Or He deserts us at the hour The fight is all but lost; And seems to leave us to ourselves Just when we need Him most. 4 It is not so, but so it looks; And we lose courage then; And doubts will come if God hath kept His promises to men.] 5 Ah! God is other than we think; His ways are far above, Far beyond reason's height, and reached Only by childlike love. 6 Workman of God! oh, lose not heart, But learn what God is like; And in the darkest battlefield, Thou shalt know where to strike. 7 Thrice blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field when He Is most invisible. 8 For right is right, since God is God; And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin. F. W. Faber. 368 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 476.) STAN TAND up! stand up for Jesus! Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss: From vict'ry unto vict'ry His army shall He lead, Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up! stand up for Jesus! The trumpet call obey; Forth to the mighty conflict In this His glorious day; Ye that are men, now serve Him, Against unnumbered foes; Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up! stand up for Jesus! Stand in His strength alone; The arm of flesh will fail youYe dare not trust your own: Put on the Gospel armour, And, watching unto prayer, Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. 4 Stand up! stand up for Jesus! The strife will not be long; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song: To him that overcometh A crown of life shall be; He with the King of glory Shall reign eternally. G. Duffield. 303 304 369 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 7.7.7.7( 114.) TAKE my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee: Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 2 Take my hands, and let them move At the impulse of Thy love; Take my feet, and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee. 3 Take my voice, and let me sing Always, only, for my King; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. 4 Take my silver and my gold, Not a mite would I withhold; Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shalt choose. 5 Take my will, and make it Thine; It shall be no longer mine: Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall be Thy royal throne. 6 Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasured store; Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, ALL for Thee. 370 F. R. Havergal. C. M.( 26.) THO THOUGH lowly here our lot may be, High work have we to do; In faith and trust to follow Him Whose lot was lowly too. 2 Our days of darkness we may bear, Strong in a Father's love, Leaning on His almighty arm, n And fixed our hopes above. CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 3 Our lives enriched with gentle thoughts And loving deeds may be, A stream that still the nobler grows The nearer to the sea. 4 To duty firm, to conscience true, However tried and pressed, In God's clear sight high work we do, If we but do our best. 5 Thus may we make the lowliest lot With rays of glory bright: Thus may we turn a crown of thorns Into a crown of light. 371 305 W. Gaskell, 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 717.) W Who will serve the King? Who will be His helpers Other lives to bring? Who will leave the world's side? Who will face the foe? Who is on the Lord's side? Who will for Him go? By Thy call of mercy, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side, Saviour, we are Thine! 2[ Not for weight of glory, Nor for crown or palm, Enter we the army, Raise the warrior psalm; But for love that claimeth Lives for whom He died, He whom Jesus nameth Must be on His side. By Thy love constraining, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side, Saviour, we are Thine!] U 306 CONSECRATION AND SERVICE. 3 Jesus, Thou hast bought us, Not with gold or gem, But with Thine own life- blood, For Thy diadem. With Thy blessing filling Each who comes to Thee, Thou hast made us willing, Thou hast made us free. By Thy grand Redemption, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side, Saviour, we are Thine! 4 Fierce may be the conflict, Strong may be the foe, But the King's own army None can overthrow. Round His standard ranging, Victory is secure! For His truth unchanging Makes the triumph sure. Joyfully enlisting By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side, Saviour, we are Thine! 5 Chosen to be soldiers In an alien land, " Chosen, callèd, faithful," For our Captain's band, In the service royal, Let us not grow cold: Let us be right loyal, Noble, true, and bold. Master, Thou wilt keep us, By Thy grace divine, Always on the Lord's side, Saviour, always Thine! F. R. Havergal. DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. V. DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. C. M.( 51.) YOME, let us to the Lord our God return; 372 Our God is gracious, nor will leave The desolate to mourn. 2[ His voice commands the tempest forth, And stills the stormy wave; And though His arm be strong to smite, Tis also strong to save.] 3 Long hath the night of sorrow reigned; The dawn shall bring us light; God shall appear, and we shall rise With gladness in His sight. 4 Our hearts, if God we seek to know, Shall know Him and rejoice; His coming like the morn shall be, Like morning songs His voice. 5 As dew upon the tender herb, Diffusing fragrance round; As showers that usher in the spring, And cheer the thirsty ground: 6 So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light; That hallowed morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night. 307 J. Morrison. 373 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 564.) JESUS! Lord, we kneel before Thee, While our waiting souls adore Thee, Friend of helpless sinners, hear! By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 308 2 From the depth of nature's blindness, From the hardening power of sin, From all malice and unkindness, From the pride that lurks within, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! 3 When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan's power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! 4 When the world around is smiling, In the time of wealth and ease, Earthly joys our hearts beguiling, In the day of health and peace, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! 5 In the weary night of sickness, In the time of grief and pain, When we feel our mortal weakness, When the creature's help is vain, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! 6 In the solemn hour of dying, In the awful judgment- day, May our souls, on Thee relying, Find Thee still our hope and stay: By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord! 374 J. J. Cummins. C. M.( 375.) JESUS, the all- restoring Word, My After Thy lovely likeness, Lord, Ah, when shall I wake up? DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 2 Thou, O my God, Thou only art The Life, the Truth, the Way; Quicken my soul, instruct my heart, My sinking footsteps stay. 3 Of all Thou hast in earth below, In heaven above, to give, Give me Thy only love to know, In Thee to walk and live. 4 Fill me with all the life of love; In mystic union join Me to Thyself, and let me prove The fellowship divine. 5 Open the intercourse between My longing soul and Thee, Never to be broke off again To all eternity. 375 C. or J. Wesley. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) LORD! when through sin I wander I think in some far country Thy sinless home must be; But when with heartfelt sorrow I pray Thee to forgive, Thy pardon is so perfect, That in Thy heaven I live. 2 That heaven, Lord, so surrounds me, That when I do the right, The saddest path of duty Is lightened by its light: I know not what its glories Before Thy throne must be, But here Thy smiling presence Is heaven on earth to me. 309 3 To love the right and do it Is to my heart so sweet, 310 DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. It makes the path of duty A shining golden street: Give me Thy strength, O Father, To choose this path each day, Then heaven within, about me, Shall compass all my way. 376 C. Smith. C. M.( 370.) Y God, my God, to Thee I cry; know; Thy purifying blood apply, And wash me white as snow. 2 Touch me, and make the leper clean, Purge my iniquity: Unless Thou wash my soul from sin, I have no part in Thee. 3 But art Thou not already mine? Answer, if mine Thou art! Whisper within, Thou Love Divine, And cheer my drooping heart. 4 Tell me again my peace is made, And bid the sinner live: The debt's discharged, the ransom's paid, My Father must forgive. 5 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds, His wounds are opened wide: For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, And speaks me justified. 6 Oh why did I my Saviour leave, So soon unfaithful prove! How could I Thy good Spirit grieve, And sin against Thy love! 7 I forced Thee first to disappear; I turned Thy face aside: Ah, Lord! if Thou hadst still been here. Thy servant had not died. DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 8 But oh, how soon Thy wrath is o'er, And pardoning love takes place! Assist me, Saviour, to adore The riches of Thy grace. 9 0 could I lose myself in Thee, Thy depth of mercy prove, Thou vast, unfathomable sea Of unexhausted love! 10 My humbled soul, when Thou art near, In dust and ashes lies; How shall a sinful worm appear, Or meet Thy purer eyes? 11 I loathe myself when God I see, And into nothing fall; Content if Thou exalted be, And Christ be all in all. 377 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 364.) FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul- refreshing view Of Jesus and His word? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. 311 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet Messenger of rest: I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast. 312 DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee: 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame: So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. W. Cowper. 378 C. M.( 367.) 0 HELP us, Lord, each hour of need, Thy heavenly succour give: Help us in thought and word and deed, Each hour, on earth, we live. 2 O help us, when our spirits bleed With contrite anguish sore; And when our hearts are cold and dead, O help us, Lord, the more. 3 O help us, through the prayer of faith, More firmly to believe; For still the more the servant hath, The more shall he receive. 4 O help us, Jesus, from on high, We know no help but Thee; O help us so to live and die, As Thine in heaven to be. H. H. Milman. 379 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) ' TIS enough, my God, my God! O o'er: No longer trample on Thy blood, And grieve Thy gentleness no more; No more Thy lingering anger move, Or sin against Thy light and love. 2 O Lord, if mercy is with Thee, Now let it all on me be shown; DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. On me, the chief of sinners, me, Who humbly for Thy mercy groan: Me to Thy Father's grace estore; Nor let me ever grieve Thee more! 3 Fountain of unexhausted love, Of infinite compassion, hear; My Saviour, and my Prince above, Once more in my behalf appear; Repentance, faith, and pardon give, O let me turn again and live! 380 C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 401.) TAY, Thou insulted Spirit, stay, 313 despite. 2 Though I have steeled my stubborn heart, And still shook off my guilty fears, And vexed, and urged Thee to depart, For many long rebellious years; Nor cast the sinner quite away, Nor take Thine everlasting flight. 3 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all whoe'er Thy grace received, Ten thousand times Thy goodness seen. Ten thousand times Thy goodness grieved; hief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High- priest, Nor in Thy righteous anger swear 4 Yet oh! the To exclude me from Thy people's rest. 5 This only woe I deprecate, This only plague I pray remove; Nor leave me in my lost estate, Nor curse me with this want of love. 6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, Up- raise me with Thy gracious hand, And guide into Thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. C. Wesley. 314 381 DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) TEARY of wandering from my God, WE And now made willing to return, I hear, and bow me to the rod; For Thee, not without hope, I mourn; I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the Throne of Love. 2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace, More full of grace than I of sin, Yet once again I seek Thy face; Open Thine arms, and take me in, And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore; Oh! for Thy Truth and Mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more! The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer! 4 The stone to flesh again convert, The veil of sin again remove; Sprinkle Thy blood upon my heart, And melt it by Thy dying love; This rebel heart by love subdue, And make it soft, and make it new! 5 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, And kindle my relentings now; Fill my whole soul with filial fears, To Thy sweet yoke my spirit bow; Bend by Thy grace, oh bend or break, The iron sinew in my neck! 6 Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart That trembles at th' approach of sin; A godly fear of sin impart, Implant, and root it deep within, That I may dread Thy gracious power, And never dare to offend Thee more. C. Wesley 382 DECLENSION AND RECOVERY. 315 D. C. M.( with chorus). WHEN I had wandered from His fold, WHEN His love the wand'rer sought; When slave- like into bondage sold, His blood my freedom bought: Therefore that life, by Him redeemed, Is His through all its days, And as with blessings it hath teemed, So let it teem with praise: For I am His, and He is mine, The God Whom I adore! My Father, Saviour, Comforter, Now and for evermore! 2 When I forgat His tender love, And my affections set Not upon holy things above, He did not me forget, But gently chastening, gently tried To draw me back to bliss, And hide me in His wounded side, Therefore I'm tenfold His: For I am His, and He is mine,& c. 3 When, sunk in sorrow, I despaired, And changed my hopes for fears, He bore my griefs, my burden shared, And wiped away my tears; Therefore the joy by Him restored To Him by right belongs, And to my gracious loving Lord I'll sing though life my songs: For I am His, and He is mine,& c. 4 When I beneath my cross lay down, And could no further move, He raised me up, He showed the crown, And whispered," I am Love;". Therefore that Love my song shall be, And to my glorious King, 316 Through time and through eternity, My life His praise shall sing: For I am His, and He is mine, The God Whom I adore! My Father, Saviour, Comforter, Now and for evermore! 383 2 3 4 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. VI. J. S. B. Monsell. WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. S. M.( 19.) CHARGE to keep I have, AA God to glorify, A never- dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky; To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil: O may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will! 384 Arm me with jealous care, As in Thy sight to live; And O Thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give! Help me to watch and pray, And on Thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. C. Wesley. D. S. M.( 461.) H, when shall I awake, From sin's soft- soothing power, The slumber from my spirit shake, And rise to fall no more! Awake, no more to sleep, But stand with constant care, Looking for God my soul to keep, And watching unto prayer! 2 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. 4 O could I always pray, And never, never faint, But simply to my God display My every care and want! I know that Thou wouldst give More than I can request; Thou still art ready to receive My soul to perfect rest. 3 I feel Thee willing, Lord, A sinful world to save, All may obey Thy gracious word, May peace and pardon have; Not one of all the race But may return to Thee, But at the throne of sovereign grace May fall and weep, like me. Here will I ever lie, And tell Thee all my care, And, Father, Abba, Father, cry, And pour a ceaseless prayer; Till Thou my sins subdue, Till Thou my sins destroy, My spirit after God renew, And fill with peace and joy. 5 Messiah, Prince of peace, Into my soul bring in Thy everlasting righteousness, And make an end of sin. Into all those that seek Redemption through Thy blood, The sanctifying Spirit speak, The plenitude of God. Let us in patience wait Till faith shall make us whole; Till Thou shalt all things new create In each believing soul; 317 318 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. Who can resist Thy will? Speak, and it shall be done! Thou shalt the work of faith fulfil, And perfect us in one. 385 C. or J. Wesley. 7.7.7.3.( 495.) HRISTIAN! seek not yet repose, Thou art in the midst of foes: " Watch and pray." 2 Principalities and powers, Must'ring their unseen array, Wait for thine unguarded hours: " Watch and pray." 3 Gird thy heavenly armour on, Wear it every night and day; Near thee lurks the evil one: " Watch and pray." 4 Hear the victors who o'ercame, Still they mark each warrior's way; All with one sweet voice exclaim, " Watch and pray." 5 Hear, above all, hear thy Lord, Him thou lovest to obey; Hide within thy heart His word: " Watch and pray." 6 Watch, as if on that alone Hung the issue of the day; Pray, that help may be sent down! " Watch and pray." Miss C. Elliott. 386 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) ROM F Thy dearest children are; But let us not be tempted Above what we can bear; WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. Exposed to no temptation That may our souls o'erpower, Be Thou our strong salvation Through every fiery hour. 2 Ah! leave us not to venture Within the verge of sin; Or if the snare we enter, Thy timely help bring in; And if Thy wisdom try us Till pain and woe are past, Almighty Love, stand by us, And save from first to last! 3 Fain would we cease from sinning In thought and word and deed, From sin in its beginning We languish to be freed; From every base desire, Our fallen nature's shame, Jesus, we dare require Deliverance in Thy name. 4 For every sinful action Thou hast atonement made, The rigid satisfaction Thy precious blood has paid: But take entire possession; To make an end of sin, To finish the transgression, Most holy God, come in! 387 319 C. Wesley, D. S. M.( 459.) HELP, Lord! the busy foe as a come! Lift up a standard, and o'erthrow The soul- distracting sin: This sudden tide of care Roll back, O God, from me, Nor let the rapid current bear My soul away from Thee. 320 2 3 388 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. The praying spirit breathe, The watching power impart, From all entanglements beneath Call off my anxious heart; My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts opprest; Appear, and bid me turn again To my eternal rest. Swift to my rescue come, Thy own this moment seize; Gather my wandering spirit home, And keep in perfect peace: Suffered no more to rove O'er all the earth abroad, Arrest the prisoner of Thy love, And shut me up in God. C. Wesley. 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 587.) TELP, Lord, to Whom for help I fly, Throughout the evil day; The sacred watchfulness impart, And keep the issues of my heart, And stir me up to pray. 2 My soul with Thy whole armour arm; In each approach of sin alarm, And show the danger near; Surround, sustain, and strengthen me, And fill with godly jealousy And sanctifying fear. 3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, O let me see Thy gathering frown, And feel Thy warning eye; And, starting, cry from ruin's brink, " Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink, O save me, or I die!" WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. 4 If near the pit I rashly stray, Suffer me not to fall away, But keen conviction dart! Recall me by that pitying look, That kind, upbraiding glance, which broke Unfaithful Peter's heart. 098 5 In me Thine utmost mercy show, And make me like Thyself below, Unblamable in grace; Ready, prepared, and fitted here. By perfect holiness, to appear Before Thy glorious face. 389 C. M.( 378.) WANT a principle within Of jealous, godly fear, A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near. C. Wesley. 2 I want the first approach to feel Of pride or fond desire, To catch the wand'ring of my will, And quench the kindling fire. 3 That I from Thee no more may part, No more Thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience, give. 4 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make! Awake my soul, when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 5 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove; And let me weep my life away, For having grieved Thy love. 321 X 322 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. 6 O may the least omission pain My well- instructed soul, And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole! C. Wesley. 390 L. M.( 69.) ESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, my every care, On Whom for all things I depend, Inspire, and then accept, my prayer. 2 If I have tasted of Thy grace, The grace that sure salvation brings, If with me now Thy Spirit stays, And hovering hides me in His wings, 3 Still let Him with my weakness stay, Nor for a moment's space depart, Evil and danger turn away, heart. And keep till He renews my 4 When to the right or left I stray, His voice behind me may I hear, " Return, and walk in Christ thy Way; Fly back to Christ, for sin is near.' 5 His sacred unction from above Be still my Comforter and Guide; Till all the hardness He remove, And in my loving heart reside. 6 Jesus, I fain would walk in Thee, From nature's every path retreat; Thou art my Way, my Leader be, And set upon the Rock my feet. 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall, O reach me out Thy gracious hand! Only on Thee for help I call, Only by faith in Thee I stand. C. or J. Wesley. 391 2 3 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. D. S. M.( 458.) ESUS, my strength, my hope, my care, With humble confidence look up, And know Thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on Thee to wait, Till I can all things do, On Thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. I want a sober mind, A self- renouncing will, That tramples down and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill; A soul inured to pain, To hardship, grief, and loss, Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross. I want a godly fear, A quick- discerning eye, That looks to Thee when sin is near, And sees the tempter fly; A spirit still prepared, And armed with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease, Never to murmur at Thy stay, Or wish my sufferings less. This blessing, above all, Always to pray, I want, Out of the deep on Thee to call, And never, never faint. 5 I want a true regard, A single, steady aim ( Unmoved by threatening or reward), To Thee and Thy great Name; 323 324 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. A jealous, just concern For Thine immortal praise; A pure desire that all may learn, And glorify Thy grace. 6 I rest upon Thy word; The promise is for me; My succour and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from Thee; But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till Thou my patient spirit guide Into Thy perfect love. 392 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 30.) PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try, Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry," Behold, he prays!" 5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death: He enters heaven with prayer. WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER. 6 The saints, in prayer, appear as one, In word, and deed, and mind; While, with the Father and the Son, Sweet fellowship they find. 08 7 Nor prayer is made by man alone: The Holy Spirit pleads; And Jesus, on the eternal Throne, For sinners intercedes. 8 O Thou, by Whom we come to God! The Life, the Truth, the Way! The path of prayer Thyself hast trod: Lord, teach us how to pray! J. Montgomery, 393 C. M.( 375.) THERE is an Eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night; There is an Ear that never shuts When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an Arm that never tires When human strength gives way; There is a Love that never fails When earthly loves decay. 3 That Eye is fixed on seraph throngs; That Arm upholds the sky; That Ear is filled with angel songs; That Love is throned on high. 325 4 But there's a power which man can wield, When mortal aid is vain, That Eye, that Arm, that Love to reach, That listening Ear to gain. 5 That power is prayer; which soars on high, Through Jesus to the throne, And moves the Hand which moves the world To bring salvation down. J. A. Wallace. 326 COMMUNION WITH GOD. VII. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 394 7.6.8.6.8.6.8.6.( 738.) ENEATH the Cross of Jesus I fain would BENEATH take my standThe shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land, A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way, From the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day. 2 O safe and happy shelter, O refuge tried and sweet, O trysting- place where Heaven's love and Heaven's justice meet! As to the holy patriarch that wondrous dream was given, So seems my Saviour's Cross to me, a ladder up to heaven. 3 There lies beneath its shadow, but on the farther side, The darkness of an awful grave, that gapes both deep and wide; And there between us stands the Cross, two arms outstretched to save, Like a watchman set to guard the way, from that eternal grave. 4 Upon that Cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see The very dying form of One who suffered there for me; And from my smitten heart, with tears, two wonders I confessThe wonder of His glorious love, and my own worthlessness. 327 5 I take, O Cross, thy shadow for my abiding place; I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face; Content to let the world go by, to know no gain nor lossMy sinful self my only shame, my glory all the Cross. E.C. Clephane. 395 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 603.) O Thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee: With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. COME, NOME, 2 I need not tell Thee who I am; My misery and sin declare; Thyself hast called me by my name, Look on Thy hands, and read it there; But Who, I ask Thee, Who art Thou? Tell me Thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain Thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold! Art Thou the Man that died for me? The secret of Thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy name, Thy nature know. 4 Wilt Thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name? Tell me, I still beseech Thee, tell; To know it now, resolved I am: Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy name, Thy nature know. 5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long? 328 COMMUNION WITH GOD. I rise superior to my pain, When I am weak, then I am strong; And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God- man prevail. C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 603.) SECOND PART. IELD YIELD But to me now, for I am weak, confident in self- despair; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, Be conquered by my instant prayer; Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move, And tell me if Thy name is Love. 396 2 Tis Love!' tis Love! Thou diedst for me! I hear Thy whisper in my heart; The morning breaks, the shadows flee, Pure, universal love Thou art; To me, to all, Thy heart doth move; Thy nature and Thy name is Love. 3 My prayer hath power with God; the grace Unspeakable I now receive; Through faith I see Thee face to face, I see Thee face to face and live! In vain I have not wept and strove; Thy nature and Thy name is Love. 4 I know Thee, Saviour, Who Thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend; Nor wilt Thou with the night depart, But stay and love me to the end, Thy mercies never shall remove; Thy nature and Thy name is Love. 5 The Sun of righteousness on me Hath rose with healing in His wings, Withered my nature's strength; from Thee My soul its life and succour brings; COMMUNION WITH GOD. 397 My help is all laid up above; Thy nature and Thy name is Love. 808 6 Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till Life's short journey end; All helplessness, all weakness, I On Thee alone for strength depend, Nor have I power from Thee to move; Thy nature and Thy name is Love. 7 Lame as I am, I take the prey, Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome; I leap for joy, pursue my way, And as a bounding hart fly home; Through all eternity to prove, Thy nature and Thy name is Love. C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 24.) FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, strife far; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee. 3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God. 4 Author and Guardian of my life, Sweet source of life Divine, And all harmonious names in one, My Saviour! Thou art mine. 329 5 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more! W. Cowper. 330 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 398 L. M.( 90.) T THIRST, Thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in Thy cleansing blood; To dwell within Thy wounds: then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but Thee! Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there! 3 How blest are they who still abide Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side! Who life and strength from thence derive, And by Thee move, and in Thee live. 4 What are our works but sin and death, Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe? Thou giv'st the power Thy grace to move: O wondrous grace! O boundless love! 5 How can it be, Thou heavenly King, That Thou shouldst us to glory bring? Make slaves the partners of Thy throne, Decked with a never- fading crown? 6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow; Our words are lost; nor will we know, Nor will we think of aught beside, " My Lord, my Love, is crucified." 7 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought To know the wonders Thou hast wrought; Unloose our stammering tongues, to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable. 8 First- born of many brethren Thou! To Thee, lo! all our souls we bow: To Thee, our hearts and hands we give; Thine may we die, Thine may we live. From the German, tr. by J. Wesley. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 399 C. M.( 375.) I WOULD commune with Thee, my God; E'en to Thy seat I come; I leave my joys, I leave my sins, And seek in Thee my home. 2 I stand upon the mount of God, With sunlight in my soul; I hear the storms in vales beneath, I hear the thunders roll. 3 But I am calm with Thee, my God, Beneath these glorious skies; And to the height on which I stand, Nor storms nor clouds can rise. 4 O this is life! O this is joy! My God, to find Thee so! Thy face to see, Thy voice to hear, And all Thy love to know. 400 331 G. B. Bubier. 8.7.8.7.( 549.) LA ABOURING and heavy- laden, Wanting help in time of need; Fainting by the way from hunger, " Bread of Life!" on Thee we feed. 2 Thirsting for the springs of water, That, by love's eternal law, From the stricken Rock are flowing, " Well of Life!" from Thee we draw. 3 Driven out from happy Eden, Far from home and shelter strayed, Tossed with tempest, faint from sunshine, " Tree of Life!" we seek Thy shade. 4 In the land of cloud and shadow, Where no human eye can see, Light to those who sit in darkness, ' Light of Life!" we walk in Thee. 66 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 332 5 Strangers upon earth, and pilgrims Wearied with the world, and weak; By life's many ways bewildered, " Path of Life!" for Thee we seek. 6 Vexed with passion's hateful bondage, Longing, struggling to be free; Where Thy loving banner leads us, " Prince of Life!" we follow Thee. 7 Sick of senses' vain deceivings, Crumbling round us into dust; Strong alone in faith's believings, " Word of Life!" in Thee we trust. 8 Thou the" Grace of life" supplying, Thou the" Crown of life" wilt give: Dead to sin, and daily dying, " Life of Life!" in Thee we live. J. S. B. Monsell. 401 C. M.( 360.) Y God, I love Thee for Thyself, Thy glorious works, Thy blessed gifts I praise;-but Thee I love. 2 My God, I seek Thee for Thyself ,Besides, I ask not aught; If Thee, Thyself, I do not find, All that I find is nought. 3 If Thou deniest me Thyself, Whate'er Thou givest me, Empty and void, I languish still, And grieve unceasingly. 4 Give me to find, O gracious God, Thee, as my final end:To Thee in constancy of love, Eternally to tend. G. B. Bubier. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 402 8.8.8.4.( 592.) MY Frod, blushy of morn to evening star, is any hour so As that which calls me to Thy feetThe hour of prayer? 2 Blest is that tranquil hour of morn, And blest that solemn hour of eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. 3 For then a Day- spring shines on me, Brighter than morn's ethereal glow; And richer dews descend from Thee Than earth can know. 4 No words can tell what sweet relief Here for my every want I find, What strength for warfare, balm for grief! What peace of mind! 5 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear, My spirit seems in heaven to stay; And e'en the penitential tear Is wiped away. 6 Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be, As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee. C. Elliott. 403 6.4.6.4.6.6.4.( 127.) TEARER, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee; 333 E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, " Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee." 334 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; 404 So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 5 Or if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upwards I fly; Still, all my song shall be, " Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee." S. F. Adams. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604.) 0 GOD, my hope, my heavenly rest, My all of happiness below, Grant my importunate request, To me, to me, Thy goodness show; Thy beatific face display, The brightness of eternal day. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 2 Before my faith's enlightened eyes Make all Thy gracious goodness pass; Thy goodness is the sight I prize, O might I see Thy smiling face! Thy nature in my soul proclaim, Reveal Thy love, Thy glorious name! 3 There, in the place beside Thy throne, Where all that find acceptance stand, Receive me up into Thy Son; Cover me with Thy mighty hand; Set me upon the rock, and hide My soul in Jesu's wounded side. 4 O put me in the cleft; empower My soul the glorious sight to bear! Descend in this accepted hour, Pass by me, and Thy name declare; Thy wrath withdraw, Thy hand remove, And show Thyself the God of love. C. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604.) 405 SECOND PART. To NO Thee, great God of Love! I bow, 335 By faith I see Thee passing now; I have, but still I ask for more; A glimpse of love cannot suffice, My soul for all Thy presence cries. 2 The fulness of my vast reward A blest eternity shall be; But hast Thou not on earth prepared Some better thing than this for me? What, but one drop!-one transient sight! I want a sun,-a sea of light. 3 Moses Thy backward parts might view, But not a perfect sight obtain: The Gospel doth Thy fulness show To us, by the commandment slain: 336 COMMUNION WITH GOD. The dead to sin shall find the grace; The pure in heart shall see Thy face. 4 More favoured than the saints of old ,Who now by faith approach to Thee, Shall all with open face behold In Christ the glorious Deity; Shall see and put the Godhead on, The nature of Thy sinless Son! 5 This, this is our high calling's prize! Thine image in Thy Son I claim; And still to higher glories rise, Till all transformed I know Thy Name, And glide to all my heaven above, My highest heaven in Jesu's Love. C. Wesley. 406 C. M.( 55.) TALK with us, Lord, Thyself reveal, Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindling of Thy love. 2 With Thee conversing, we forget All time, and toil, and care; Labour is rest, and pain is sweet, If Thou, my God, art here. 3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice; My bounding heart shall own Thy sway, And echo to Thy voice. 4 Thou callest me to seek Thy face; " Tis all I wish to seek; To attend th' whispers of Thy grace, And hear Thee inly speak. 5 Let this my every hour employ, Till I Thy glory see: Enter into my Master's joy, And find my heaven in Thee. C. or J. Wesley. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 407 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) THEE will I love, my Strength, my Tower; Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown; Thee will I love with all my power, In all Thy works, and Thee alone; Thee will I love, till the pure fire Fills my whole soul with chaste desire. 2 Ah, why did I so late Thee know, Thee, lovelier than the sons of men! Ah, why did I no sooner go To Thee, the only ease in pain! Ashamed, I sigh, and inly mourn, That I so late to Thee did turn. 337 3 In darkness willingly I strayed, I sought Thee, yet from Thee I roved; Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than Thee I loved; And now if more at length I see, ' Tis through Thy light and comes from Thee. 4 Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor suffer me again to stray; Strengthen my feet with steady pace Still to press forward in Thy way; My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, Fill, satiate, with Thy heavenly light. 5 Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown, Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown, Or smile, Thy sceptre, or Thy rod; What though my flesh and heart decay, Thee shall I love in endless day. Scheffler, tr. by J. Wesley. 408 THER 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 221.) HERE is a Dwelling- place above;Thither, to meet the God of love, The poor in spirit go; Y 338 COMMUNION WITH GOD. There is a Paradise of rest;For contrite hearts and souls distrest Its streams of comfort flow. 2 There is a Voice to mercy true;To them who mercy's path pursue That Voice shall bliss impart; There is a Sight from man concealed; That Sight- the face of God revealed, Shall bless the pure in heart. 3 There is a Name in heaven bestowed;That Name, which hails them sons of God, The friends of peace shall know; There is a kingdom in the sky, Where they shall reign with God on high Who serve Him best below. 4 Lord, be it mine like them to choose The better part, like them to use The means Thy love hath given; Be holiness my aim on earth, That death be welcomed as a birth To life and bliss in heaven. R. Mant. 409 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8. Peculiar.( 244) THOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine, my heart. For closer communion I pine, I long to reside where Thou art: The pasture I languish to find Where all, who their Shepherd obey, Are fed, on Thy bosom reclined, And screened from the heat of the day. 2 Ah! show me that happiest place, The place of Thy people's abode, Where saints in an ecstasy gaze, And hang on a crucified God; 3' Tis there, with the lambs of Thy flock, There only, I covet to rest, To lie at the foot of the rock, Thy love for a sinner declare, Thy passion and death on the tree: My spirit to Calvary bear, To suffer and triumph with Thee. Or rise to be hid in Thy breast; ' Tis there I would always abide, And never a moment depart, Concealed in the cleft of Thy side, Eternally held in Thy heart. 410 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 3 4 5 2 With Thee, when dawn comes in, And calls me back to care; Each day returning to begin With Thee, my God, in prayer. C. Wesley. S. M.( 14.) W ITH Thee, my Lord, my God, By day, by night, at home, abroad, I would be still with Thee. With Thee, amid the crowd That throngs the busy mart; To hear Thy voice,' mid clamour loud, Speak softly to my heart. With Thee, when day is done, And evening calms the mind; The setting as the rising sun With Thee my heart would find. 339 With Thee, when darkness brings The signal of repose, Calm in the shadow of Thy wings Mine eyelids I would close. 340 6 JOY AND TRIUMPH. 411 With Thee, in Thee, by faith Abiding I would be: By day, by night, in life, in death, I would be still with Thee. J. D. Burns. VIII. JOY AND TRIUMPH. L. M.( 387.) BLEST LEST are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty; Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in Heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war; God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great. 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness; They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread. 5 Blest are the merciful, who prove Their sympathy by deeds of love; From Christ the Lord shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again. 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling power of sin; With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife; They shall be called the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 412 2 4 6 JOY AND TRIUMPH. 7 8 Blest are the sufferers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord; Glory and joy are their reward. I. Watts. S. M.( II.) that the your joys Join in a song with sweet accord While ye surround His throne. And let be known; Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God; But servants of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas. 5 There we shall see His face, And never, never sin; There, from the rivers of His grace, Drink endless pleasures in. This awful God is ours, Our Father and our love; He will send down His heavenly powers To carry us above. Yes! and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. 34I The men of grace have found Glory begun below; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 342 8 JOY AND TRIUMPH. 9 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry: We're marching through Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. I. Watts. 413 7.7.4.4.7.7.7.4.4.7.( 518.) HEA EAD of Thy Church triumphant, We joyfully adore Thee; Till Thou appear, Thy members here Shall sing like those in glory: We lift our hearts and voices With blest anticipation, And cry aloud, And give to God The praise of our salvation. 2 While in affliction's furnace, And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise, Which knows our days, And ever brings us nigher: We clap our hands exulting In Thine Almighty favour; The love divine Which made us Thine Shall keep us Thine for ever. 3 Thou dost conduct Thy people Through storms of fierce temptation, Nor will we fear, While Thou art near, The fire of tribulation: JOY AND TRIUMPH. The world with sin and Satan In vain our march opposes, By Thee we shall O'ercome them all, And sing the song of Moses. 4 By faith we see the glory 414 To which Thou shalt restore us, The cross despise For that high prize Which Thou hast set before us. And if Thou count us worthy, We each, as dying Stephen, Shall see Thee stand At God's right hand, To take us up to heaven. C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 375.) JOY is a fruit that will not grow All we can boast, till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But, where the Lord has planted grace, And made His glories known; There, fruits of heavenly joy and peace Are found, and there alone. 343 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, A sense of pardoning love, A hope that triumphs over death, Give joys like those above. 4 To take a glimpse within the veil, To know that God is mine, Are springs of joy that never fail; Unspeakable, divine! 5 These are the joys which satisfy, And sanctify the mind; Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. J. Newton. 344 415 2 JOY AND TRIUMPH. What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine! 5.5.12.5.5.12. MY W 1 comfort divine, God, I am In the heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of His Name. True pleasures abound In the rapturous sound; And whoever hath found it, hath Paradise found. My Jesus to know, And feel His blood flow, ' Tis life everlasting,' tis heaven below. 3 Yet onward I haste To the heavenly feast: That, that is the fulness; but this is the taste! 2 And this I shall prove, Till with joy I remove To the heaven of heavens in Jesus's love.. C. Wesley. 416 3 S. M.( 9.) TY God, my life, my love, I cannot live if Thou remove, For Thou art all in all. To Thee, and Thee alone, The angels owe their bliss; They sit around Thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God His residence remove, Or but conceal His face. 4 5 417 JOY AND TRIUMPH. Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford, No, not a drop of real joy, Without Thy presence, Lord. Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll, The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. C. M.( 50.) Y God, the Spring of all my joys, The Glory of my brightest days, And Comfort of my nightsI. Watts. 2 In darkest shades if Thou appear, My dawning is begun; Thou art my soul's bright Morning- star, And Thou my rising Sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, If Jesus shows His mercy mine, And whispers I am His. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word; Run up with joy the shining way, To see and praise my Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through every foe, The wings of love, and arms of faith, Would bear me conqueror through. 418 345 1. Watts. C. M.( 366.) LORD, I would delight in Thee, And on Thy care depend; To Thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. 346 JOY AND TRIUMPH. 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fulness is the same; May I with this be satisfied, And glory in Thy Name! 3 No good in creatures can be found, But may be found in Thee; I must have all things, and abound, While God is God to me. 4 Oh! that I had a stronger faith, To look within the veil! To credit what my Saviour saith, Whose word can never fail: 5 He that has made my heaven secure, Will here all good provide; While Christ is rich, can I be poor? What can I want beside? 6 O Lord, I cast my care on Thee; I triumph and adore: Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please Thee more. J. Ryland. 419 10.10.11.11.( 122.) WHAT shall I do my Saviour to praise, So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace, So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon Him! 2 How happy the man whose heart is set free, The people that can be joyful in Thee! Their joy is to walk in the light of Thy face And still they are talking of Jesus's grace. 3 Their daily delight shall be in Thy Name; They shall as their right Thy righteousness claim: Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by Thy blood, Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. 347 4 For Thou art their Boast, their Glory and Power, JOY AND TRIUMPH. And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of salvation, that lifts up my head. 5 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my Defence; I trust in His Word, none plucks me from thence: Since I have found favour, He all things will do; My King and my Saviour shall make me anew. 6 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of Thine own, Thy secret to me shall soon be made known; For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, And share in the gladness of all that believe. C. or J. Wesley 420 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 160.) NOMETIMES a light surprises It is the Lord Who rises With healing in His wings. When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new. Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say ,E'en let the unknown morrow Bring with it what it may: 3 It can bring with it nothing But He will bear us through; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe His people too; 348 SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed; And He Who feeds the ravens Will give His children bread. 4 Though vine nor fig- tree neither Its wonted fruit shall bear, Though all the field should wither, Nor flock nor herds be there, Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For, while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. W. Cowper. IX. SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. 421 10.10.11.11.( 424.) BREAST the wave, Christian, when it is strongest; Watch for day, Christian, when the night's longest; 422 Onward, and onward still, be thine endeavour; The rest that remaineth will be for ever. 2 Fight the fight, Christian- Jesus is o'er thee; Run the race, Christian- heaven is before thee; He Who hath promisèd faltereth never; The love that redeemed thee flows on for ever. 3 Lift the eye, Christian, just as it closeth; Raise the heart, Christian, ere it reposeth; Thee from the love of Christ nothing shall sever; Mount when thy work is done- praise Him for ever! J. Stammers. 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 221.) NOME on, my partners in distress, Who still your sorrows feel; SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints' secure abode: On faith's strong eagle- pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. 3 Who suffer with our Master here, We shall before His face appear, And by His side sit down; To patient faith the prize is sure, And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. 4 Thrice blessèd, bliss- inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up, It brings to life the dead: Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last, Triumphant with our Head! 5 That great mysterious Deity We soon with open face shall see; The beatific sight Shall fill heaven's sounding courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light. 6 The Father shining on His Throne, The glorious co- eternal Son, The Spirit, one and seven, Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before His feet, And silence heightens heaven. 349 7 In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain the cross, And at Thy footstool fall; 350 SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. Till Thou our hidden life reveal, Till Thou our ravished spirits fill, And God is all in all. C. Wesley. 423 8.8.8.3.( 591.) NIERCE raged the tempest o'er the deep, But Thou wast wrapt in guileless sleep, Calm and still. 2" Save, Lord, we perish," was their cry: " Oh, save us in our agony!" Thy word above the storm rose high, " Peace, be still!" 3 The wild winds hushed, the angry deep Sank, like a little child, to sleep, The sullen billows ceased to leap, At Thy will. 4 So, when our life is clouded o'er, And storm- winds drift us from the shore, Say, lest we sink to rise no more, " Peace, be still!" G. Thring.. 424 L. M.( 403.) GOD NOD of my life, to Thee I call; Afflicted at Thy feet I fall; When the great water- floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint! Where, but with Thee, Whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? 3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse the mourner's plea? Does not Thy word still fixed remain, That none shall seek Thy face in vain! SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. 4 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer- hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. 5 Fair is the lot that's cast for me; I have an Advocate with Thee: They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. 351 6 Poor though I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not. And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. W. Cowper. 425 L. M.( 401.) 0 LOVE Divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earth- born care; We smile at pain while Thou art near. 2 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow fill each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near. 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us, Thou art near! 4 On Thee we fling our burdening woe, O Love Divine, for ever dear, Content to suffer while we know, Living and dying, Thou art near. O. W. Holmes. 426 L. M.( 81.) 0 THOU to Whose all- searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart, it pants for Thee, O burst these bonds, and set it free! SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. 352 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean! 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be Thou my light, be Thou my way; No foes, no violence I fear, No fraud, while Thou, my God, art near. 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er Thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow Thee! O let Thy hand support me still, And lead me to Thy holy hill! 6 If rough and thorny be the way, My strength proportion to my day; Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. Zinzendorf, tr. by J. Wesley. 427 7.7.7.( 417.) Onward, Christians, onward go: Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the Bread of Life. 2 Onward, Christians, onward go, Join the war, and face the foe: Will ye flee in danger's hour? Know ye not your Captain's power? 3 Let your drooping hearts be glad: March, in heavenly armour clad: Fight, nor think the battle long, Victory soon shall tune your song. SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. 428 353 4 Let not sorrow dim your eye; Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede; Great your strength, if great your need. 5 Onward then to battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. H. K. White, completed by F. S. Fuller- Maitland. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) PEACE, doubting heart, my God's I am! Who formed me man, forbids my fear: The Lord hath called me by my name; The Lord protects, for ever near; His blood for me did once atone, And still He loves and guards His own. 2 When, passing through the watery deep. I ask in faith His promised aid, The waves an awful distance keep, And shrink from my devoted head; Fearless their violence I dare; They cannot harm, for God is there! 3 To Him mine eye of faith I turn, And through the fire pursue my way; The fire forgets its power to burn, The lambent flames around me play: I own His power, accept the sign, And shout to prove the Saviour mine. 4 When darkness intercepts the skies, And sorrow's waves around me roll, When high the storms of passion rise, And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul, My soul a sudden calm shall feel, And hear a whisper," Peace, be still!" 5 Still nigh me, O my Saviour! stand, And guard in fierce temptation's hour; Z 354 SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. Hide in the hollow of Thy hand, Show forth in me Thy saving power; Still be Thy arms my sure defence, Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. C. or J. Wesley. 429 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 604.) NAVIOUR of all, what hast Thou done, Why didst Thou groan Thy mortal groan, Obedient unto death for me? The mystery of Thy passion show, The end of all Thy griefs below. 2 Thy soul, for sin an offering made, Hath cleared this guilty soul of mine; Thou hast for me a ransom paid, To change my human to divine, To cleanse from all iniquity, And make the sinner all like Thee. 3 Pardon, and grace, and heaven to buy, My bleeding Sacrifice expired; But didst Thou not my Pattern die, That, by Thy glorious Spirit fired, Faithful to death I might endure, And make the crown by suffering sure! 4 Thou didst the meek example leave, That I might in Thy footsteps tread. Might like the Man of sorrows grieve, And groan, and bow with Thee my Head, Thy dying in my body bear, And all Thy state of suffering share. 5 Thy every suffering servant, Lord, Shall as his patient Master be: To all Thy inward life restored, And outwardly conformed to Thee, Out of Thy grave the saint shall rise, And grasp, through death, the glorious prize. 430 2 3 6 SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. 7 6 This is the strait and royal way, That leads us to the courts above; Here let me ever, ever stay, Till, on the wings of perfect love, I take my last triumphant flight From Calvary's to Zion's height. C. Wesley. S. M.( 343.) SOLDIE NOLDIERS of Christ, arise, And put your armour on, Strong in the strength which God supplies Through His eternal Son; Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in His mighty power, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror. 4 Leave no unguarded place, No weakness of the soul; Take every virtue, every grace, And fortify the whole: Stand then in His great might, With all His strength endued; But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God; 355 284 To keep your armour bright, Attend with constant care, Still walking in your Captain's sight, And watching unto prayer. From strength to strength go on, Wrestle, and fight, and pray, Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well- fought day. That, having all things done, And all your conflicts passed, Ye may o'ercome, through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. C. Wesley. 356 431 SUFFERING AND CONFLICT. C. M.( 47.) THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace, Thee, Saviour, we adore; Thee in affliction's furnace praise, And magnify Thy power. 2 Thy power, in human weakness shown, Shall make us all entire; We now Thy guardian presence own, And walk unburned in fire. 3 Thee, Son of Man, by faith we see, And glory in our Guide; Surrounded and upheld by Thee, The fiery test abide. 4 The fire our graces shall refine, Till, moulded from above, We bear the character Divine, The stamp of perfect love. 432 C. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 599.) THEN gathering clouds around I view, On Him I lean, Who, not in vain Experienced every human pain. He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do; Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If wounded love my bosom swell, Deceived by those I prized too well, He shall His pitying aid bestow, Who felt on earth severer woe; TRUST AND COURAGE. At once betrayed, denied, or fled, By those who shared His daily bread. 4 If vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies; Still He, Who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 5 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his hand, his voice, his smile. Divides me for a little while; Thou, Saviour, mark'st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 6 And oh! when I have safely past A Through every conflict but the last; Still, still unchanging, watch beside My dying bed- for Thou hast died: Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away. Sir R. Grant. X. TRUST AND COURAGE. C. M.( 28.) M I a soldier of the cross, AM A follower of the Lamb! And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name? 433 357 2 Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease? While others fought to win the prize, And sailed o'er stormy seas! 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 358 TRUST AND COURAGE. 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; 15 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer though they die; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all Thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. I. Watts. 434 L. M.( 100.) RM of the Lord, awake, awake! A Thine own immortal strength put on! With terror clothed, hell's kingdom shake, And cast Thy foes with fury down! 2 As in the ancient days appear! The sacred annals speak Thy fame: Be now omnipotently near, To endless ages still the same. 3 Thy arm, Lord, is not shortened now, It wants not now the power to save; Still present with Thy people, Thou Bear'st them through life's disparted wave. 4 By death and hell pursued in vain, To Thee the ransomed seed shall come, Shouting their heavenly Zion gain, And pass through death triumphant home. 5 The pain of life shall there be o'er, The anguish and distracting care, There sighing grief shall weep no more, And sin shall never enter there. TRUST AND COURAGE. 435 6 Where pure, essential joy is found, The Lord's redeemed their heads shall raise, With everlasting gladness crowned, And filled with love, and lost in praise. C. Wesley. D. C. M.( 535.) AS S helpless as a child who clings Fast to his father's arm, And casts his weakness on the strength That keeps him safe from harm: So I, my Father, cling to Thee, And thus I every hour Would link my earthly feebleness To Thine Almighty power. 2 As trustful as a child who looks Up in his mother's face, And all his little griefs and fears Forgets in her embrace. So I to Thee, my Saviour, look, And in Thy face Divine UA Can read the love that will sustain As weak a faith as mine. 3 As loving as a child who sits Close by his parent's knee, And knows no want while he can have 359 That sweet society; So sitting at Thy feet, my heart Would all its love outpour, And pray that Thou wouldst teach me, Lord, To love Thee more and more. J. D. Burns. 436 L. M.( 396.) A WAKE, our souls! away, our fears! Let every trembling thought be gone! Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. TRUST AND COURAGE. 360 2 True,' tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God saint. Who feeds the strength of every 30 mighty God, Thy matchless power Is ever new, and ever young; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From Thee, the everflowing Spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. Swift as the eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to Thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire along the heavenly road. 437 L. M.( 80.) COURAGE, my soul, while God is near What enemy thou to How canst thou want a sure defence, Whose refuge is Omnipotence? I. Watts. 2 Though thickest dangers crowd my way, My God can chase my fears away; My feeble faith on Him relies, And all those dangers still defies. 3 Though billows after billows roll To overwhelm my sinking soul, Firm as a rock my soul shall stand, Upheld by God's almighty hand. 4 In life His presence is my aid; In death,' twill guide me through the shade; Chase all my rising fears away, And turn my darkness into day. Anon. 438 2 3 TRUST AND COURAGE. D. S. M.( 459.) FAR down the ages now, Her journey well- nigh done, The pilgrim Church pursues her way, In haste to reach the crown. 361 CEN The story of the past Comes up before her view; How well it seems to suit her still, Old, and yet ever new! ' Tis the same story still, Of sin and weariness; Of grace and love still flowing down To pardon and to bless: No wider is the gate, No broader is the way, No smoother is the ancient path, That leads to light and day. No sweeter is the cup, Nor less our lot of ill; ' Twas tribulation ages since, ' Tis tribulation still: No slacker grows the fight, No feebler is the foe, No less the need of armour tried, Of shield and spear and bow. 4 Thus onward still we press, Through evil and through good; Through pain and poverty and want, Through peril and through blood: Still faithful to our God, And to our Captain true; We follow where He leads the way, The Kingdom in our view. H. Bonar. 362 439 TRUST AND COURAGE. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 162.) NO forward, Christian soldier! true, The Lord Himself, thy Leader, Shall all thy foes subdue. His love foretells thy trials; He knows thine hourly need; He can with bread of heaven Thy fainting spirit feed. 2 Go forward, Christian soldier! Fear not the secret foe; O'er thee are many watching, No man may see or know. O trust alone thy Leader, Nor cease to watch and pray; Heed not the traitor voices That lure thy soul astray. 684 3 Go forward, Christian soldier! Nor dream of peaceful rest, Till Satan's host is vanquished, And heaven is all possessed; Till Christ Himself shall call thee To lay thine armour by, And wear in endless glory The crown of victory. 4 Go forward, Christian soldier! Though dark the gathering night, The Lord, Who is thy shelter, Will be thy guiding light. The morn, His face revealing, Will tell thy dangers past; O pray thy faith may fail not, His love may hold thee fast. L. Tuttiett. 440 2 3 TRUST AND COURAGE. D. S. M. ( 145.) ARK, how the watchmen cry, Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh, The powers of hell surround: Who bow to Christ's command, Your arms and hearts prepare! The day of battle is at hand! Go forth to glorious war! See, on the mountain- top, The standard of your God! In Jesu's name I lift it up, All stained with hallowed blood. His standard- bearer, I To all the nations call: Let all to Jesu's cross draw nigh! He bore the cross for all. Go up with Christ your Head; Your Captain's footsteps see; Follow your Captain, and be led To certain victory: All power to Him is given; He ever reigns the same; Salvation, happiness, and heaven Are all in Jesu's name. 4 Our Captain leads us on; He beckons from the skies, And reaches out a starry crown, And bids us take the prize: " Be faithful unto death; 363 Partake My victory; And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, And thou shalt reign with Me." C. Wesley. 364 441 TRUST AND COURAGE. OMA 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 479.) I COULD not do without Thee, O Saviour of the lost, Whose precious blood redeemed me At such tremendous cost! Thy righteousness, Thy pardon, Thy precious blood must be My only hope and comfort, My glory and my plea. 2 I could not do without Thee, I cannot stand alone, I have no strength or goodness, No wisdom of my own; But Thou, belovèd Saviour, Art all in all to me; And perfect strength in weakness Is theirs who lean on Thee. 3 I could not do without Thee; No other friend can read The spirit's strange deep longings, Interpreting its need; No human heart could enter Each dim recess of mine, And soothe, and hush, and calm it, O blessèd Lord, but Thine! 4 I could not do without Thee, For years are fleeting fast, And soon in solemn loneness The river must be passed; But Thou wilt never leave me, And though the waves roll high, I know Thou wilt be near me, And whisper," It is I." F. R. Havergal. 442 2 TRUST AND COURAGE. D. S. M.( 458.) 66 I THE good fight have fought," The victory by my Saviour got I long with Paul to share. O may I triumph so, When all my warfare's past! And, dying, find my latest foe Under my feet at last. 443 This blessed word be mine, Just as the port is gained, " Kept by the power of grace divine, I have the faith maintained." The apostles of my Lord, To whom it first was given, They could not speak a greater word, Nor all the saints in heaven. C. Wesley. L. M.( 63.) JESUS! and shall it ever be Thee? Ashamed of Thee, Whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 365 3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; ' Tis midnight with my soul till He, Bright Morning- Star, bids darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! It must not be!-be this my shame, That I no more revere His name. 366 TRUST AND COURAGE. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no sins to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then- nor is the boasting vainTill then, I boast a Saviour slain! And oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me! J. Grigg. 444 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 221.) I On Thee, bright Sun of righteousness, My faith hath fixed its eye; Guided by Thee, through all I go, Nor fear the ruin spread below, For Thou art always nigh. 2 Ten thousand snares my path beset; Yet will I, Lord, the work complete Which Thou to me hast given; Regardless of the pains I feel, Close by the gates of death and hell, I urge my way to heaven. 3 Still will I strive, and labour still, With humble zeal to do Thy will, And trust in Thy defence: My soul into Thy hands I give; And, if He can obtain Thy leave, Let Satan pluck me thence! 4 I rest in Thine almighty power; The name of Jesus is a tower That hides my life above: Thou canst, Thou wilt my Helper be; My confidence is all in Thee, The faithful God of love. 5 Wherefore, in never- ceasing prayer, My soul to Thy continual care I faithfully commend; 367 Assured that Thou through life shalt save, And show Thyself beyond the grave My everlasting Friend. C. Wesley. TRUST AND COURAGE. 445 C. M.( 375.) 0 FOR a faith that will not shrink Though pressed by many a foe; That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe;2 That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod: But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God;--3 A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt;4 A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life's last hour is fled, And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed. 5 Lord, give me such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come, I'll taste e'en here the hallowed bliss Of my eternal home.446 W. H. Bathurst. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5. ( 439.) NWARD, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before, Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See His banners go. 368 TRUST AND COURAGE. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. 2 At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory! Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise. Onward,& c. Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod. We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. Onward,& c. am 4 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain. Gates of hell can never ' Gainst the Church prevail; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward,& c. 5 Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices, In the triumph- song; Glory, praise, and honour, Unto Christ, the King: 447 TRUST AND COURAGE. This through countless ages Men and angels sing. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. 369 SAN S. Baring- Gould. L. M.( 396.) SHALI CHALL I, for fear of feeble man, The Spirit's course in me restrain? Or, undismayed, in deed and word Be a true witness for my Lord? 2 Yea, let men rage, since Thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head; Since in all pain Thy tender love Will still my sure refreshment prove. 3 The love of Christ doth me constrain To seek the wandering souls of men; With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, To snatch them from the gaping grave. 4 For this let men revile my name; No cross I shun, I fear no shame: All hail, reproach! and welcome, pain! Only Thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 5 My life, my blood, I here present, If for Thy truth they may be spent; Fulfil Thy sovereign counsel, Lord! Thy will be done, Thy name adored; 6 Give me Thy strength, O God of power; Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, Thy faithful witness will I be: ' Tis fixed; I can do all through Thee! C. or J. Wesley. 2 A 370 448 TRUST AND COURAGE. D. C. M.( 532.) Son of God goes forth to war, kingly crown to gain, His blood- red banner streams afar; Who follows in His train? THE THE Who best can drink His cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears His cross below, He follows in His train. 1111 2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train? 3 A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came; Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks, the death to feel: Who follows in their train? 4 A noble army- men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain; O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train! R. Heber. TRUST AND COURAGE, 449 11.10.11.10.10. 10.( 254.) 37I THOU THOU sorrow Of the sad heart that comes to Thee for knowest, Lord, the weariness and rest; Cares of to- day, and burdens for to- morrow, Blessings implored, and sins to be confessed; We come before Thee at Thy gracious word, And lay them at Thy feet; Thou knowest, Lord. 2 Thou knowest all the past; how long and blindly On the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed; How the Good Shepherd followed, and how kindly He bore it homewards, on His shoulders laid, And healed the bleeding wounds, and soothed the pain, And brought back life, and hope, and strength again. 3 Thou knowest all the present, each temptation, Each toilsome duty, each foreboding fear; All to each one assigned of tribulation, Or to beloved ones than self more dear; All pensive memories, as we journey on, Longings for vanished smiles, and voices gone. 4 Thou knowest all the future; gleams of gladness By stormy clouds too quickly overcast; Hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness, And the dark river to be crossed at last. O what could hope and confidence afford To tread that path, but this, Thou knowest, Lord! GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 372 5 Thou knowest, not alone as God, all knowing; As man, our mortal weakness Thou hast proved; On earth with purest sympathies o'erflowing, O Saviour, Thou hast wept, and Thou hast loved! And love and sorrow still to Thee may come, And find a hiding- place, a rest, a home. 6 Therefore we come, Thy gentle call obeying, And lay our sins and sorrows at Thy feet; On everlasting strength our weakness staying, Clothed in Thy robe of righteousness complete, Then rising and refreshed we leave Thy throne, And follow on to know as we are known. H. L. L. XI. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 450 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) CA YAPTAIN of Israel's host, and Guide Of all who seek the land above, Beneath Thy shadow we abide, The cloud of Thy protecting love; Our strength, Thy grace; our rule, Thy word; Our end, the glory of the Lord. 2 By Thine unerring Spirit led, We shall not in the desert stray; We shall not full direction need, Nor miss our providential way; As far from danger as from fear, While love, almighty love, is near. C. Wesley. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 451 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 207, repeating the first couplet.) COME, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace! Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some celestial measures, Sung by flaming hosts above; Bid me tell the countless treasures Of my God's unchanging love! 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by Thine help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood. 30 to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let that grace break every fetter That withholds my heart from Thee; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Saviour, take my heart and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above! 452 373 R. Robinson. C. M.( 28.) FATHE ATHER of love, our Guide and Friend, O lead us gently on; Until life's trial time shall end, And heavenly peace be won. 2 We know not what the path may be, As yet by us untrod; But we can trust our all to Thee, Our Father and our God. 374 3 If called like Abraham's child to climb The hill of sacrifice; Some angel may be there in time, Deliverance shall arise. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 4 Or if some darker lot be good, O teach us to endure The sorrow, pain, and solitude That make the spirit pure! 5 Christ by no flowery pathway came, And we, His followers here, Must do Thy will, and praise Thy name, In hope, and love, and fear. 6 And till in heaven we sinless bow, And faultless anthems raise; O Father, Son, and Spirit, now Accept our feeble praise! 453 W. J. Irons. G₁ 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 207.) UIDE me, O Thou great Jehovah! 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. 2 Open Thou the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through; Strong Deliverer, Be Thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side; Songs of praises I will ever give to Thee. W. Williams. 454 GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 7.7.7.7.( 115.) EAVENLY Father! to Whose eye Future things unfolded lie, Through the desert where I stray, Let Thy counsels guide my way. 2 Lead me not, for flesh is frail, Where fierce trials would assail: Leave me not, in darkened hour, To withstand the tempter's power. 3 Help Thy servant to maintain A profession free from stain; That my sole reproach may be, Following Christ and fearing Thee. 4 Lord, uphold me day by day: Shed a light upon my way: Guide me through perplexing snares: Care for me in all my cares. 5 All I ask for is- enough. Only, when the way is rough, Let Thy rod and staff impart Strength and courage to my heart. 6 Should Thy wisdom, Lord, decree Trials long and sharp for me, Pain or sorrow, care or shame, Father, glorify Thy Name! 7 Let me neither faint nor fear, Feeling still that Thou art near; In the course my Saviour trod, Tending still to Thee, my God. 455 J. Conder. 375 L. M.( 61.) HOW do Thy mercies close me round! For ever be Thy name adored! I blush in all things to abound; The servant is above his Lord! 376 2 Inured to poverty and pain, A suffering life my Master led; The Son of God, the Son of man, He had not where to lay His head. 3 But lo! a place He hath prepared For me, whom watchful angels keep; Yea, He Himself becomes my Guard, He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 4 Jesus protects; my fears, be gone! What can the Rock of Ages move? Safe in Thy arms I lay me down, Thy everlasting arms of love. 5 While Thou art intimately nigh, Who, who shall violate my rest? Sin, earth, and hell I now defy; I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I rest beneath th' Almighty's shade, My griefs expire, my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on Whom my soul is stayed, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 7 Me for Thine own Thou lov'st to take, In time and in eternity; Thou never, never, wilt forsake A helpless worm that trusts in Thee. C. or J. Wesley. 456 11.11.11.11. ( 636.) firm a foundation, ye saints of the HOW Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! What more can He say than to you He hath said?To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled! 2 In every condition; in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be. 377 3 Fear not; I am with thee; O be not dismayed! For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; V GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not thee o'erflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all sufficient shall be thy supply; The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to its foes: That soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake, I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake! 457 10.4.10.4.( 617.) I DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me Aught of its load. 3 For one Though R. Keen. 2 I do not ask that flowers should always spring Beneath my feet; I know too well the poison and the sting Of things too sweet. thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead: Lead me aright, strength should falter, and though should bleed, Through Peace to Light. heart GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 378 4 I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed Full radiance here; Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread Without a fear. 5 I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see; Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand And follow Thee. 6 Joy is like restless day: but peace divine Like quiet night; Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine Through Peace to Light. A. A. Procter. 458 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide to the Come, and with us, even us, abide, Who would on Thee alone rely, On Thee alone our spirits stay, While held in life's uneven way. 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, This earth, we know, is not our place, And hasten through the vale of woe; And, restless to behold Thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above. 3 We have no abiding city here, But seek a city out of sight; Thither our steady course we steer, Aspiring to the plains of light, Jerusalem, the saints' abode, Whose Founder is the living God. 4 Patient the appointed race to run, This weary world we cast behind; From strength to strength we travel on The new Jerusalem to find; GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. Our labour this, our only aim, To find the new Jerusalem. 379 5 Through Thee, Who all our sins hast 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. 6 Raised by the breath of love Divine, We urge our way with strength renewed; 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. C. or J. Wesley. 459 10.4.10.4.10.10.( 619.) L EAD, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on: The night is dark, and I am far from home; Lead Thou me on: Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene; one step enough for me. 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on: I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on: 1 loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will; remember not past years. 3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still Will lead me on, O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone, And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. J. H. Newman. 380 460 GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 8.7.8.7.4.4.7.( 564.) EAD us, heavenly Father, lead us O'er the world's tempestuous sea; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but Thee; Yet possessing Every blessing, If our God our Father be. 2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us; All our weakness Thou dost know; Thou didst tread this earth before us. Thou didst feel its keenest woe; Lone and dreary, Faint and weary, Through the desert Thou didst go. 3 Spirit of our God, descending, Fill our hearts with heavenly joy; Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy: Thus provided, Pardoned, guided, Nothing can our peace destroy. 461 J. Edmeston. 10.10.10.10.( Chant 262.) Without Thy guiding hand we go astray, And doubts appal, and sorrows still increase; Lead us through Christ, the true and living Way. 2 Lead us, O Father! in the paths of truth; Unhelped by Thee, in error's maze we grope, While passion stains and folly dims our youth, And age comes on uncheered by faith and hope. 381 3 Lead us, O Father! in the paths of right; Blindly we stumble when we walk alone, Involved in shadows of a darksome night, Only with Thee we journey safely on. 4 Lead us, O Father! to Thy heavenly rest, However rough and steep the path may be, Through joy or sorrow, as Thou deemest best, Until our lives are perfected in Thee. W. H. Burleigh. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 462 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 503.) L ORD, Thy children guide and keep, As with feeble steps they press On the pathway, rough and steep, Through this weary wilderness. Holy Jesus, day by day. Lead us in the narrow way. 2 There are stony ways to tread; Give the strength we sorely lack: There are tangled paths to thread; Light us, lest we miss the track. Holy Jesus, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. 3 There are sandy wastes that lie Cold and sunless, vast and drear, Where the feeble faint and die; Grant us grace to persevere. Holy Jesus, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. 4 There are soft and flowery glades Decked with golden- fruited trees; Sunny slopes and scented shades; Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease. Holy Jesus, day by day Lead us in the narrow way., 5 Upward still to purer heights, Onward yet to scenes more blest, NON 382 GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. Calmer regions, clearer lights, Till we reach the promised rest. Holy Jesus, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. 463 W. W. How. 8.8.8.6.( 226.) O! the storms of life are breaking, For our succour undertaking, Lord and Saviour, help us. 2 Lo! the world from Thee rebelling, Round Thy Church, in pride, is swelling; With Thy word their madness quelling, Lord and Saviour, help us. 3 On Thine own command relying, We our onward task are plying, Unto Thee for safety sighing, Lord and Saviour, help us. 4 Steadfast we, in faith abiding, In Thy secret presence hiding, In Thy love and grace confiding, Lord and Saviour, help us. 5 By Thy birth, Thy cross, Thy passion, By Thy tears of deep compassion, By Thy mighty intercession, Lord and Saviour, help us. 464 H. Alford. 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 486.) TONE is like Jeshurun's God, so so Lo! He spreads His wings abroad, He rides upon the sky! Israel is His first- born son; God, th' Almighty God, is thine; See Him to thy help come down, The excellence divine. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 2 Thee the great Jehovah deigns To succour and defend; Thee the eternal God sustains, Thy Maker and Thy Friend. Israel, what hast thou to dread? Safe from all impending harms, Round thee and beneath are spread The everlasting arms. Best 3 Blest, O Israel, art thou! What people is like thee? Saved from sin, by Jesus, now Thou art and still shalt be Jesus is thy seven- fold shield, Jesus is thy flaming sword; Earth, and hell, and sin shall yield, To God's almighty Word. C. or J. Wesley. 465L. M.( 381.) 0 GRANT us light, that we may know The wisdom Thou alone canst give; That truth may guide where'er we go, And virtue bless where'er we live. 2 O grant us light, that we may see Where error lurks in human lore, And turn our doubting minds to Thee, And love Thy simple word the more. 30 grant us light, that we may learn How dead is life from Thee apart; How sure is joy for all who turn To Thee an undivided heart. 383 201 4 O grant us light, in grief and pain, To lift our burdened hearts above; And count the very cross a gain, And bless our Father's hidden love. 384 GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 5 O grant us light, that we may trace A pledge of life in seeming death; And own the grave a resting- place, Nor dread at last to sleep beneath. 6 O grant us light, when soon or late All earthly scenes shall pass away, In Thee to find the open gate To deathless home and endless day. L. Tuttiett. 466 C. M.( 370.) THOU from Whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to Thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. 2 When on my aching, burdened heart, My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon speak, Thy peace impart; In love remember me. 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, O let my strength be as my day; For good remember me. 4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble body see; Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; Hear and remember me. 5 If, for Thy sake, upon my name Shame and reproach shall be, All hail reproach, and welcome shame, If Thou remember me. 6 When, in the solemn hour of death, I wait Thy just decree, Be this the prayer of my last breath ,Good Lord, remember me. GUIDANCE AND PROTECTION. 467 7 And when before Thy throne I stand, And lift my soul to Thee, Then with the saints at Thy right hand, Dear Lord, remember me. T. Haweis. 6.4.6.4.10.10.( 430.) SHOW HOW me the way, O Lord, And make it plain; I would obey Thy Word, Speak yet again; I will not take one step until I know Which way it is that Thou wouldst have me go. O Lord, I cannot see: Vouchsafe me light: The mist bewilders me, Impedes my sight: Hold Thou my hand, and lead me by Thy side; I dare not go alone,-be Thou my Guide. 3 I will be patient, Lord, Trustful and still; 385 I will not doubt Thy word; My hopes fulfil: How can I perish, clinging to Thy side, My Comforter, my Saviour, and my Guide? J. E. Saxby. 468 7.7.7.7.( 118.) THIN THINE for ever! God of love, Hear us from Thy throne above Thine for ever may we be, Here and in eternity. 2 Thine for ever! Lord of life, Shield us through our earthly strife; Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Guide us to the realms of day. 2 B 386 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 3 Thine for ever! O how blest, They who find in Thee their rest! Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, O defend us to the end. 4 Thine for ever! Saviour, keep These, Thy frail and trembling sheep; Safe alone beneath Thy care, Let us all Thy goodness share. 5 Thine for ever! Thou our Guide, All our wants by Thee supplied, All our sins by Thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. M. F. Maude. XII. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 469 10.10.11.11.( 121.) BEGO DEGONE, unbelief; my Saviour is near, And for my relief will surely appear: By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, since He is my Guide, " Tis mine to obey,' tis His to provide; Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word He has spoken shall surely prevail. 3[ His love in time past forbids me to think, He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review Confirms His good pleasure to help me quite through.] 4 Why should I complain of want or distress, Temptation or pain? He told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know from His Word, Through much tribulation must follow their Lord. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 387 5 How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive, Which He drank quite up, that sinners might live! His way was much rougher and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? 6 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the medicine is food; Though painful at present,' twill cease before long; And then, O how pleasant, the conqueror's song! J. Newton. 470 d S. M.( 20.) 2 4 LEST be Thy love, dear Lord, sweet way, Only to love Thee for Thyself, And for that love obey. O Thou, our soul's chief hope! We to Thy mercy fly; Where'er we are, Thou canst protect, Whate'er we need, supply. Whether we sleep or wake, To Thee we both resign; By night we see, as well as day, If Thy light on us shine. Whether we live or die, Both we submit to Thee; In death we live, as well as life, If Thine in death we be. J. Austin. 471 C. M.( 371.) CALM me, my God, and keep me calm, Be like the night- dew's cooling balm Upon earth's fevered brow. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 388 2 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Soft resting on Thy breast; Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, And bid my spirit rest. 3 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Let Thine outstretchèd wing Be like the shade of Elim's palms Beside her desert- spring. Hid mor 4 Yes; keep me calm, though loud and rude The sounds my ear may greet; Calm in the closet's solitude, Calm in the busy street. 5 Calm in the hour of buoyant health, OTA Calm in my hour of pain; Calm in my poverty or wealth, Calm in my loss or gain; 6 Calm in the sufferance of wrong, Like Him who bore my shame; Calm' mid the threatening, taunting throng, Who hate Thy holy name. 7 Calm as the ray of sun or star, Which storms assail in vain; Moving unruffled through earth's war, Th' eternal calm to gain. H. Bonar. 472 D. S. M.( 146.) COMM NOMMIT thou all thy griefs And ways into His hands, To His sure truth and tender care, Who heaven and earth commands. Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey, He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. 2 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on; Fix on His work thy steadfast eye, So shall thy work be done. No profit canst thou gain By self- consuming care; To Him commend thy cause, His ear Attends the softest prayer. 3 Thy everlasting truth, Father, Thy ceaseless love, Sees all Thy children's wants, and knows What best for each will prove. And whatsoe'er Thou wilt, Thou dost, O King of kings; What Thine unerring wisdom wills, Thy power to being brings. 473 389 4 Thou everywhere hast sway, And all things serve Thy might; Thy every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. When Thou arisest, Lord, What shall Thy work withstand? Whate'er Thy children want, Thou giv'st; And who shall stay Thy and? P. Gerhardt, tr. by J. Wesley. D. S. M.( 146.) SECOND PART. GIVE IVE to the winds thy fears; Hope, and be undismayed: God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way: Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 390 2 3 4 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. Still heavy is thy heart? Still sink thy spirits down? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, Bid every care be gone.ind What though thou rulest not? Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well! Leave to His sovereign sway To choose and to command; So shalt thou wondering own His way, How wise, how strong His hand. Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully He the work hath wrought That caused thy needless fear! Thou seest our weakness, Lord; Our hearts are known to Thee; O lift Thou up the sinking hand, Confirm the feeble knee! Let us in life, in death, Thy steadfast truth declare, And publish with our latest breath Thy love and guardian care. 474 16 P. Gerhardt, tr. by J. Wesley. 8.6.8.8.6.( 196.) DEAR EAR Lord and Father of mankind, Forgive our feverish ways! Reclothe us in our rightful mind; In purer lives Thy service find, In deeper reverence, praise. 2 In simple trust like theirs who heard, Beside the Syrian sea, The gracious calling of the Lord, Let us, like them, without a word Rise up and follow Thee. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 30 Sabbath rest by Galilee! O calm of hills above, Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee The silence of eternity, Interpreted by love! 4 With that deep hush subduing all Our words and works that drown The tender whisper of Thy call, As noiseless let Thy blessing fall As fell Thy manna down. 5 Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease: Take from our souls the strain and stress; And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace. 475 6 Breathe through the pulses of desire Thy coolness and Thy balm; Let sense be dumb, its heats expire: Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still small voice of calm! J. G. Whittier. 391 L. M.( 388.) ETERI TERNAL Beam of light divine, Fountain of unexhausted love, In Whom the Father's glories shine Through earth beneath, and heaven above: 2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest, Give me Thy easy yoke to bear, With steadfast patience arm my breast, With spotless love, and lowly fear. 3 Thankful I take the cup from Thee, Prepared and mingled by Thy skill, Though bitter to the taste it be, Powerful the wounded soul to heal. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 392 4 Be Thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh! So shall each murmuring thought be gone, And grief, and fear, and care shall fly, As clouds before the mid- day sun. 5 Speak to my warring passions," Peace!" Say to my trembling heart," Be still!" Thy power my strength and fortress is, For all things serve Thy sovereign will. 60 death! where is thy sting? where now Thy boasted victory, O grave? Who shall contend with God? or who Can hurt whom God delights to save? C. or J. Wesley. 476 8.6.8.6.8.6.( 191.) FAT ATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, And changes that will surely come I do not fear to see; But ask Thee for a present mind, Intent on pleasing Thee. 2 I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise, To meet the glad with joyful smiles, And wipe the weeping eyes; A heart at leisure from itself, To soothe and sympathise. 3 I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go. 4 Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate, I have a fellowship with hearts To keep and cultivate: PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. A work of lowly love to do For Him on whom I wait. 5 I ask Thee for the daily strength, To none that ask denied, A mind to blend with outward life, While keeping at Thy side; Content to fill a little space, If Thou be glorified. 6 Briars beset our every path, Which call for patient care; There is a cross in every lot, And earnest need for prayer: But lowly hearts that lean on Thee Are happy anywhere. 477 7 In service which Thy love appoints, There are no bonds for me; My secret heart is taught the truth That makes Thy children free; A life of self- renouncing love Is a life of liberty. A. L. Waring. 393 C. M.( 28.) I WORSHIP Thee, sweet Will of God! And all ways And every day I live I seem To love Thee more and more. 2 I have no cares, O blessèd Will! For all my cares are Thine; I live in triumph, Lord! for Thou Hast made Thy triumphs mine. 3 Man's weakness waiting upon God Its end can never miss, For men on earth no work can do More angel- like than this. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 394 4 Ride on, ride on triumphantly, Thou glorious Will! ride on; Faith's pilgrim sons behind Thee take The road that Thou hast gone. 5 He always wins who sides with God, To him no chance is lost; God's will is sweetest to him when It triumphs at his cost. 6 Ill that He blesses is our good, And unblest good is ill; And all is right that seems most wrong If it be His sweet will! F. W. Faber. 478 10.10.10.10.10.10.( 741.) LONG did I toil, and knew no earthly rest Far no certain home; At last I sought them in His sheltering breast, Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come. With Him I found a home, a rest Divine; And I since then am His, and He is mine. 2 The good I have is from His stores supplied; The ill is only what He deems the best; He for my Friend, I'm rich with naught beside; And poor without Him, though of all possest. Changes may come; I take, or I resign; Content while I am His, while He is mine. 3 Whate'er may change, in Him no change is seen; A glorious Sun, that wanes not, nor declines; Above the clouds and storms He walks serene; And sweetly on His people's darkness shines: All may depart: I fret not, nor repine, While I my Saviour's am, while He is mine. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 395 4 While here, alas! I know but half His love, But half discern Him, and but half adore; But when I meet Him in the realms above, I hope to love Him better, praise Him more, And feel, and tell, amid the choir divine, How fully I am His, and He is mine. F. Quarles and H. F. Lyte. 479 C. M.( 46.) LORD, it belongs not to my care or To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day? 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet Thy blessèd face to see; For, if Thy work on earth be sweet, What will Thy glory be? 5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing Jehovah's praise. 6 My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim: But' tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him. R. Baxter. 396 480 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. C. M.( 42.) MY Father, it is good for me trace, And wait with deep humility For Thy revealing grace. 2 Lord! when Thy way is in the sea, And strange to mortal sense; OTA I love Thee in the mystery, I trust Thy providence. 3 I cannot see the secret things In this my dark abode; I may not reach with earthly wings The heights and depths of God. 4 So faith and patience wait awhile!Not doubting, not in fear; For soon in heaven my Father's smile Shall render all things clear. 5 Then shalt Thou end Time's short eclipse, Its short, uncertain night; Bring in the grand Apocalypse, Reveal the perfect Light. 481 G. Rawson. 8.8.8.4.( Chant 262.) Y God and Father! while I stray O teach me from my heart to say, Thy will be done! way, 2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, Let me" be still" and murmur not, Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, Thy will be done! 3 Though Thou hast called me to resign What most I prized, it ne'er was mine; I have but yielded what was Thine; Thy will be done! PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 4 Should grief or sickness waste away My life in premature decay, My Father, still I strive to say, Thy will be done! 5 Let but my fainting heart be blest With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God, to Thee I leave the rest; Thy will be done! 6 Renew my will from day to day; 881 Blend it with Thine; and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done! 482 7 Then, when on earth I breathe no more The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, Thy will be done! C. Elliott. C. M.( 42.) MY Y God, my Father, blissful Name! O may I call Thee mine? May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine? 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly. What harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye? 397 3 Whate'er Thy providence denies I calmly would resign, For Thou art just, and good, and wise; O bend my will to Thine. 4 Whate'er Thy sacred will ordains, O give me strength to bear; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust His tender care. 398 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 5 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown To my weak, erring sight; Yet let my soul adoring own That all Thy ways are right. 6 My God, my Father, be Thy Name My solace and my stay: O wilt Thou seal my humble claim, And drive my fears away? A. Steele. 483 ch D. C. M.( 534) Y heart is resting, O my God, sing; My heart is at the secret source Of every precious thing: Now the frail vessel Thou hast made No hand but Thine shall fill; The waters of the earth have failed, And I am thirsty still. 2 I thirst for springs of heavenly life, And here all day they rise; I seek the treasure of Thy love, And close at hand it lies: And a new song is in my mouth To long- loved music set; Glory to Thee for all the grace I have not tasted yet. 3 Glory to Thee for strength withheld, For want and weakness known; The fear that sends me to Thyself For what is most my own: I have a heritage of joy That yet I must not see; The Hand that bled to make it mine, Is keeping it for me. 4 My heart is resting, O my God, My heart is in Thy care; I hear the voice of joy and health Resounding every where! PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 484 " Thou art my portion," saith my soul, Ten thousand voices say; The music of their glad Amen Will never die away. A. L. Waring. 8.8.8.6.( 229.) HOLY Saviour, Friend unseen, The faint, the weak, on Thee may lean: Help me, throughout life's varying scene, By faith to cling to Thee! 2 Blest with communion so Divine, Take what Thou wilt, shall I repine, When, as the branches to the vine, My soul may cling to Thee? 3 What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and joys remove? With patient uncomplaining love Still would I cling to Thee! 4 Though faith and hope awhile be tried, I ask not, need not, aught beside: How safe, how calm, how satisfied, The souls that cling to Thee! 399 5 They fear not life's rough storms to brave, Since Thou art near, and strong to save; Nor shudder e'en at death's dark wave; Because they cling to Thee! 6 Blest is my lot, whate'er befall: What can disturb me, who appal, While, as my Strength, my Rock, my All, Saviour! I cling to Thee? C. Elliott. 485 6.5.6.5.( 432.) 0 LET him, whose sorrow No relief can find, Trust in God and borrow Ease for heart and mind. 400 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 2 Where the mourner weeping, Sheds the secret tear, God His watch is keeping, Though none else is near. 3 God will never leave thee, All thy wants He knows, Feels the pains that grieve thee, Sees thy cares and woes. 4 Raise thine eyes to heaven When thy spirits quail, When, by tempests driven, Heart and courage fail. 5 When in grief we languish, He will dry the tear, Who His children's anguish Soothes with succour near. 6 All our woe and sadness In this world below, Balance not the gladness We in heaven shall know. 7 On Thy truth relying In the mortal strife, Lord, receive us, dying, To eternal life. 8 Jesus, gracious Saviour, In the realms above, Crown us with Thy favour, Fill us with Thy love. 486 H. S. Oswald, tr. by F. E. Cox. 8.8.6.8.8.6.( 219.) should we If we could cast our care on Thee, If we from self could rest, And feel at heart that One above, In perfect wisdom, perfect love, Is working for the best! PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 2 How far from this our daily life, How oft disturbed by anxious strife, By sudden wild alarms! Oh, could we but relinquish all Our earthly props, and simply fall On Thine almighty arms! 3 Could we but kneel and cast our load, E'en while we pray, upon our God, Then rise with lightened cheer, Sure that the Father, Who is nigh To still the famished ravens' cry, Will hear in that we fear! 4 We cannot trust Him as we should: So chafes weak nature's restless mood 886 To cast its peace away; Yet birds and flowerets round us preach, And all the present evil teach Sufficient for the day. Leave all things to a Father's will, And taste, before Him lying still, E'en in affliction, peace. 401 5 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours Such lessons learn from birds and flowers; Make them from self to cease, J. Anstice. 487 10.10.( 627.) PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world of The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. 2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. 3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round? On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found. 20 402 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 4 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away? In Jesus' keeping we are safe and they. 5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown? Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. 6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours? Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers. 7 It is enough earth's struggles soon shall cease, And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace. E. H. Bickersteth. 488 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 174.) UIET, Lord, my froward heart, Upright, simple, free from art; Make me as a weanèd child, From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to- day provide, Let me as a child receive: What to- morrow may betide Calmly to Thy wisdom leave. ' Tis enough that Thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Liow Fears to stir a step alone; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon Thy smiles Till the promised hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love! C T8A J. Newton. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 489 THOU L. M.( 97.) ab I a THOU Lamb of God, Thou Prince of Peace, For Thee my thirsty soul doth pine, My longing heart implores Thy grace; O make me in Thy likeness shine! 2 With fraudless, even, humble mind, Thy will in all things may I see; In love be every wish resigned, And hallowed my whole heart to Thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, With lamb- like patience arm my breast; When grief my wounded soul assails, In lowly meekness may I rest. 4 Close by Thy side still may I keep, Hon Howe'er life's various current flow, With steadfast eye mark every step, And follow Thee where'er Thou go. 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast won, Alone Thou hast the winepress trod; In me Thy strengthening grace be shown, O may I conquer through Thy blood! 4° 3 6 So when on Zion Thou shalt stand, And all heaven's host adore their King, Shall I be found at Thy right hand, And free from pain Thy glories sing. From the German, tr. by J. Wesley. 490 6.6.6.6.( 444) THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be! Lead me by Thine own hand, p Choose out the path for me. 2 Smooth let it be or rough, It will be still the best; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest. 404 PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 3 I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might; Choose Thou for me, my God; So shall I walk aright. 4 The kingdom that I seek Is Thine; so let the way That leads to it be Thine; Else I must surely stray. 5 Take Thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to Thee may seem; Choose Thou my good and ill; 6 Choose Thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. 7 Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small; Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All! H. Bonar. 491 C. M.( Chant 303.) W THEN languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, ' Tis sweet to look beyond our cage, And long to fly away: 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of His love; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above. 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name In Life's fair book set down; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own. PATIENCE AND RESIGNATION. 4 Sweet to reflect how Grace Divine My sins on Jesus laid; Sweet to remember that His Blood My debt of sufferings paid: 5 Sweet in His righteousness to stand Which saves from second death; Sweet to experience, day by day, His Spirit's quickening breath: 6 Sweet on His faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end; Sweet on His covenant of grace, For all things to depend. s 7 Sweet in the confidence of faith To trust His firm decrees; Sweet to lie passive in His hand, And know no will but His: 8 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope That, when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home. 492 9 If such the sweetness of the stream, What must the Fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from Thee! A. M. Toplady. C. M.( 360.) WHILE Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled! And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 405 2 Thy love the powers of thought bestowed, To Thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore. 406 3 In each event of life how clear Thy ruling hand I see; Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by Thee.sh HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, yea soid?! In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. TH 5 When gladness wings my favoured hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet Thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The lowering storm shall see, My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart at rest in Thee. Helen M. Williams. XIII. HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. D. S. M.( 461.) A FEW more years shall roll, A come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 493 2 A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: aze Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 4 5 6 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way, And we shall reach the endless rest, The eternal Sabbath day. Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that sweet day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. " Tis but a little while, And He shall come again Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign: 494 Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; O wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away! H. Bonar. D. C. M.( 537). AND let this feeble body fail, My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high; 407 408 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long- sought rest, ( That only bliss for which it pants) In my Redeemer's breast. 2 In hope of that immortal crown, I now the cross sustain, And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain: I suffer out my threescore years Till my Deliverer come, And wipe away His servant's tears, And take His exile home. 3 O what has Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes Rivers of life Divine I see, And trees of Paradise. I see a world of spirits bright Who reap the pleasures there; They all are robed in purest white, And conquering palms they bear. 4 O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, Thou count me meet With that enraptured host t' appear, And worship at Thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away: I come, to find them all again In that eternal day. 495 C. Wesley. C. M.( 379.) AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, press with vigour on: A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey: Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3' Tis God's all- animating voice That calls thee from on high; ' Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye: 4 That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. A 5 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, Have I my race begun; And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet I'll lay mine honours down. P. Doddridge. 496 7.7.7.7.( 417.) HILDREN of the Heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 2 We are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod; They are happy now; and we Soon their happiness shall see. 409 30 ye banished seed, be glad! Christ our Advocate is made; Us to save, our flesh assumes; Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest! You on Jesus' Throne shall rest; There your seat is now prepared, There your kingdom and reward. 410 5 Lift your eyes, ye sons of Light! Zion's city is in sight; There our endless home shall be, There our Lord we soon shall see. 6 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand On the borders of your land; Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on.ida ol 7 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below; Only Thou our Leader be, And we still will follow Thee. 497 2 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 3 4 dont# 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) COME, HOME, all whoe'er have set Your faces Zion- ward, In Jesus let us meet, And praise our common Lord; In Jesus let us still go on, Till we appear before His throne. Nearer, and nearer still, We to our country come, To that celestial hill, The weary pilgrim's home, The New Jerusalem above, The seat of everlasting love. The ransomed sons of God, All earthly things we scorn; And to our high abode J. Cennick. With songs of praise return; From strength to strength we still proceed, With crowns of joy upon our head. The peace and joy of faith Each moment may we feel; Redeemed from sin and wrath, From earth, and death, and hell, 5 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. We to our Father's house repair, To meet our Elder Brother there. 498 Our Brother, Saviour. Head, Our All in All, is He; And in His steps who tread, We soon His face shall see; Shall see Him with our glorious friends, And then in heaven our journey ends. C. Wesley. C. M.( 29.) FATHER, I long, I faint to see The place of Thine abode; I'll leave Thine earthly courts, and flee Up to Thy seat, my God. 2 Here I behold Thy distant face, And' tis a pleasing sight; But to abide in Thine embrace Is infinite delight. 411 een 3 I'd part with all the joys of sense To gaze upon Thy throne: Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, Unspeakable, unknown. 4 There all the heavenly host are seen, In shining ranks they move: And drink immortal vigour in, With wonder and with love. 5 There would I vie, with all the host, In duty and in bliss; While less than nothing I would boast, And vanity confess. 6 The more Thy glories strike mine eyes The humbler I shall lie; Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise Unmeasurably high. I. Watts. 412 499 2 S. M.( 352.) " FOR NOR ever with the Lord!" Amen! so let it be! Life from the dead is in that word, And immortality! 3 4 5 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, My Father's house on high, Home of my soul! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear! Ah! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above! " For ever with the Lord!" Father, if' tis Thy will, The promise of that faithful word E'en here to me fulfil. Thal 7 8 80A 6 Be Thou at my right hand, Then can I never fail; Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand; Fight, and I must prevail. S So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, " For ever with the Lord!" J. Montgomery. 500 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 439.) FORWARD! be our watchword, Steps and Seek the things before us, Not a look behind; Burns the fiery pillar At our army's head; Who shall dream of shrinking, By our Captain led? Forward through the desert, Through the toil and fight; Jordan flows before us, Zion beams with light. 2 Forward, when in childhood Buds the infant mind; All through youth and manhood, Not a thought behind; Speed through realms of nature, Climb the steeps of grace; Faint not, till in glory, Gleams the Father's face: Forward, all the lifetime, Climb from height to height; Till the head be hoary, Till the eve be light. 3 Forward, flock of Jesus, Salt of all the earth, Till each yearning purpose Spring to glorious birth: Sick, they ask for healing; Blind, they grope for day: Pour upon the nations Wisdom's loving ray: Forward, out of error, Leave behind the night; Forward, through the darkness, Forward into light. 413 414 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 4 Glories upon glories Hath our God prepared, By the souls that love Him One day to be shared: Eye hath not beheld them, Ear hath never heard; Nor of these hath uttered off Thought or speech a word: Forward, ever forward, Clad in armour bright, Till the veil be lifted, Till our faith be sight. 5 Far o'er yon horizon Rise the city towers, Where our God abideth, That fair home is ours: Flash the streets with jasper, Shine the gates with gold: Flows the gladdening river, Shedding joys untold. Thither, onward thither, In the Spirit's might; Pilgrims to your country, Forward into light. 6 To the Eternal Father Loudest anthems raise: To the Son and Spirit Echo songs of praise: To the Lord of Glory, Blessèd Three in One, Be by men and angels Endless honour done. Weak are earthly praises, Dull the songs of night: Forward into triumph, Forward into light! 003 H. Alford. 501bit 6.6.8.6.8.7.( 148.) 2 3 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 4 FROM ROM Egypt lately come, Where death and darkness reign, We seek our new, our better home, Where we our rest shall gain. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. 6 To Canaan's sacred bound We haste with songs of joy; Where peace and liberty are found And sweets that never cloy. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. There, in celestial strains, Enraptured myriads sing; There love in every bosom reigns, For God Himself is King. tules Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. Our toils and conflict cease On Canaan's happy shore; We there shall dwell in endless peace, And never hunger more. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. 5 We soon shall join the throng; Their pleasures we shall share; And sing the everlasting song, With all the ransomed there. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. How sweet the prospect is! It cheers the pilgrim's breast: 70 415 soa HI 416 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. We're journeying through the wilderness, But soon shall gain our rest. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We are on our way to God. 502 T. Kelly. 11.10.11.10.9.11.( 637.) HARK! ARK! hark! my soul! angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wavebeat shore: How sweet the truth those blessèd strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more! Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome The pilgrims of the night! 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, " Come, weary souls! for Jesus bids you come!" And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home. Angels of Jesus,& c. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd! turn their weary steps to Thee. Angels of Jesus,& c. 4 Rest comes at length; though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; All journeys end in welcomes to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Angels of Jesus,& c. 417 5 Angels! sing on your faithful watches keeping, Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And life's long shadows break in endless love. Angels of Jesus,& c. 503 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. F. W. Faber. D. C. M.( 533.) TOW happy every child of grace, This earth, he cries, is not my place, I seek my place in heaven! A country far from mortal sight; Yet oh! by faith I see The land of rest, the saints' delight, The heaven prepared for me. 2 A stranger in the world below, I calmly sojourn here; Nor can its happiness or woe Provoke my hope or fear: Its evils in a moment end, Its joys as soon are past; But oh! the bliss to which I tend Eternally shall last. 3 To that Jerusalem above With singing I repair; While in the flesh, my hope and love, My heart and soul, are there: There my exalted Saviour stands, My merciful High- priest, And still extends His wounded hands To take me to His breast. 4 What is there here to court my stay, Or hold me back from home, While angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come? 2 D 418 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. Shall I regret my parted friends, Still in the vale confined? Nay, but whene'er my soul ascends, They will not stay behind. C. Wesley. D. C. M.( 533.) SECOND PART. THE if I first attain, HE race we all are running now; 504 They too their willing head shall bow, They too the prize shall gain. Now on the brink of death we stand; And if I pass before, They all shall soon escape to land, And hail me on the shore. 2 Then let me suddenly remove, That hidden life to share; I shall not lose my friends above, But more enjoy them there. There we in Jesu's praise shall join, His boundless love proclaim, And solemnise, in songs divine, The marriage of the Lamb. 3 O what a blessed hope is ours! While here on earth we stay, We more than taste the heavenly powers, And antedate that day: We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ concealed, And with His glorious presence here Our earthen vessels filled. 4 O would He more of Heaven bestow, And let the vessel break, And let our ransomed spirits go To grasp the God we seek; HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. In rapturous awe on Him to gaze Who bought the sight for me; And shout, and wonder at His grace, Through all eternity! C. Wesley. 505 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 573.) TESUS, I my cross have taken, Naked, poor, despised, forsaken; Thou, from hence, my all shalt be: Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own! 2 Man may trouble and distress me, " Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest! Oh!' tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me! Oh!' twere not in joy to charm me: Were that joy unmixed with Thee! 3 Take, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear: Think what Spirit dwells within Thee; What a Father's smile is thine; What a Saviour died to win thee; Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? 419 4 Haste then on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. 420 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise! H. F. Lyte. 506 11.11.11.11.( 636.) Y rest is in heaven, my rest is not here, are near? Be hushed, my dark spirit,-the worst that can come But shortens my journey, and hastens me home. 2 It is not for me to be seeking my bliss, Or building my hopes in a region like this; I look for a city that hands have not piled, I pant for a country by sin undefiled. 3 Afflictions may press me, they cannot destroy, One glimpse of His love turns them all into joy; And the bitterest tears, if He smile but on them, Like dew in the sunshine, grow diamond and gem. 4 Let doubt, then, and danger my progress oppose, They only make heaven more sweet at the close: Come joy or come sorrow, whate'er may befall, An hour with my God will make up for them all. 5 A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand, I march on in haste through an enemy's land; HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 421 The road may be rough, but it cannot be long, And I'll smooth it with hope, and cheer it with song. H. F. Lyte. 507 C. M.( 375.) UR portion is not here, O Lord, And where our wealth is safely stored, There, too, our hearts would be. goa 2 Where moth and rust corrupteth not, Nor thief breaks through to steal, Where change and trouble are forgot, Our treasures we conceal. 3 For naught can take Thy peace away, Nor aught Thy grace impair, And naught can make Thy love decay; And all our wealth is there. 4 No tarnish comes upon our gold, Our silver is most fine, Our raiment never waxeth old, Our jewels are divine. 5 Then let us hold on cheerfully The path which Thou hast trod; Our wealth in Thee, our hearts with Thee, All hid with Christ in God. W. C. Smith. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 574.) 508 PRAIS RAISE to Thee, Thou great Creator, Praise be Thine from every tongue; Join, my soul, with every creature, Join the universal song. Father, source of all compassion, Pure unbounded grace is Thine; Hail, the God of our salvation, Praise Him for His love divine. 422 2 For ten thousand blessings given, For the hope of future joy, Sound His praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high. Joyfully on earth adore Him, Till in heaven our song we raise; T There, enraptured, fall before Him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. J. Fawcett. 509 2 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 3 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 166.) R¹ R. Thy better portion trace; DISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Rise from transitory things Towards heaven, thy native place: Sun, and moon, and stars decay; Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course: Fire ascending seeks the sun; Both speed them to their source; Thus a soul that's born of God Pants to view His glorious face, Upward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace. Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn: Press onward to the prize: Soon the Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and ye know Happy entrance will be given; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. R. Seagrave. 510 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 719.) CAVIOUR, Blessèd Saviour, Listen while we sing; Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King. All we have to offer, All we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, All we yield to Thee. 2 Nearer, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to Thee, Deep in adoration Bending low the knee. Thou, for our redemption, Cam'st on earth to die; Thou, that we might follow, Hast gone up on high. 3 Great, and ever greater, Are Thy mercies here; True and everlasting Are the glories there; Where no pain nor sorrow, Toil nor care, is known; Where the angel- legions Circle round Thy throne. 4 Brighter still, and brighter, Glows the western sun, Shedding all its gladness" O'er our work that's done; Time will soon be over, Toil and sorrow past; May we, Blessèd Saviour, Find a rest at last! 5 Onward, ever onward, Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God;" 423 424 511 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. Leaving all behind us, May we hasten on, Backward never looking Till the prize is won. 6 Higher then, and higher, Bear the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgotten, Saviour, to its goal; Where, in joys unthought of, Saints with angels sing, Never weary, raising Praises to their King. ola G. Thring. D. C. M.( 535.) THE roseate hues of early dawn, The brightness of the day, The crimson of the sunset sky, How fast they fade away. O for the pearly gates of heaven, O for the golden floor: O for the Sun of Righteousness That setteth nevermore! 2 The highest hopes we cherish here, How fast they tire and faint, How many a spot defiles the robe That wraps an earthly saint! O for a heart that never sins, O for a soul washed white, O for a voice to praise our King, Nor weary day nor night! 3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, And grace to lead us higher; But there are perfectness and peace, Beyond our best desire. HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. O by Thy love and anguish, Lord, O by Thy life laid down: Grant that we fall not from Thy grace, Nor cast away our crown! C. F. Alexander. 512 8.7.8.7.( 199.) THROUGH the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the Promised Land. 2 Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding Light; Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. 3 One the light of God's own Presence a O'er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread: 4 One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires: 5 One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the one Almighty FATHER Reigns in love for evermore. 6 Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb! Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom. 513 WH 425 B. S. Ingemann, tr. by S. Baring- Gould. C. M.( 375.) THEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 426 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all! 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 514 I. Watts. 7.7.7.5.( 170.) til st THEN the day of toil is done, life is run, Father, grant Thy wearied one Rest for evermore! 2 When the strife of sin is stilled, When the foe within is killed, Be Thy gracious word fulfilled ,Peace for evermore! 3 When the darkness melts away At the breaking of Thy day, Bid us hail the cheering ray;Light for evermore! 4 When the heart by sorrow tried Feels at length its throbs subside, Bring us, where all tears are dried, Joy for evermore! 5 When for vanished days we yearn, Days that never can return, Teach us in Thy love to learn Love for evermore! ala 515 2 HOPES AND ANTICIPATIONS. 6 When the breath of life is flown, When the grave must claim its own, Lord of life! be ours Thy crown;Life for evermore! J. Ellerton. 5 S. M.( 347.) YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, Loud to the praise of Love Divine, Bid every string awake. Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home; And nearer to our house above We every moment come. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon His name. [ His Grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the spark divine.] ala Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at His control; His loving- kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O God, That stays himself on Thee! Who waits for Thy salvation, Lord, Shall Thy salvation see. 427 A. M. Toplady. 428 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. XIV. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 516 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.( 244.) with We soon shall recover our home, The city of saints shall appear, The day of eternity come: From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode, The house of our Father above, The palace of angels and God. 2 Our mourning is all at an end, When, raised by the life- giving word, We see the new city descend, Adorned as a bride for her Lord; The city so holy and clean, No sorrow can breathe in the air; No gloom of affliction or sin, No shadow of evil is there. 3 By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here; Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear; Immovably founded in grace, She stands as she ever hath stood, And brightly her Builder displays, And flames with the glory of God. 4 No need of the sun in that day, Which never is followed by night, Where Jesus's beauties display A pure and a permanent light: The Lamb is their light and their sun And lo! by reflection they shine, With Jesus ineffably one, And bright in effulgence divine! DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 429 5 The saints in His presence receive Their great and eternal reward; In Jesus, in heaven they live, They reign in the smile of their Lord: The flame of angelical love Is kindled at Jesus's face; And all the enjoyment above Consists in the rapturous gaze. 517 C. Wesley. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) ORIEF life is here our portion; BRIEF Brief sorrow, short- lived care: The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! 2 And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown; And He, Whom now we trust in, Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. 3 The morning shall awaken, 813 The shadows shall decay, And each true- hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day: There God, our King and Portion, In fulness of His grace, Shall we behold for ever, And worship face to face. 4 O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessèd country, That eager hearts expect! 430 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Fathe And Spirit ever blest. 518 Bernard of Clugny, tr. by J. M. Neale. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) SECOND PART. TOR thee, O dear, dear country, IC Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep: The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. 2 O one, O only mansion! O Paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banished, And smiles have no alloy; The Lamb is all thy splendour, The Crucified thy praise, His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise. 3 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! Thou hast no time, bright day! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! Upon the Rock of ages They raise thy holy tower; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower. 4 O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessèd country, That eager hearts expect! 519 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Father And Spirit ever blest. Bernard of Clugny, tr. by J. M. Neale. osa 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 159.) THIRD PART. JER ERUSALEM the golden! With milk and honey blest! Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed I know not, oh! I know not, What joys await us there, What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare! 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel And all the martyr- throng; The Prince is ever in them; The daylight is serene; The pastures of the blessèd Are decked in glorious sheen. 3 There is the throne of David, And there, from care released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. And they who with their Leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white. 431 4 O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessèd country, That eager hearts expect! 432 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 520 Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art with God the Father And Spirit ever blest. Bernard of Clugny, tr. by J. M. Neale. D. C. M.( 532.) ela NOME, let us join our friends above the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joys celestial rise: Let all the saints terrestrial sing, With those to glory gone; For all the servants of our King, In earth and heaven, are one. 2 One family we dwell in Him, One church, above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death: One army of the living God, To His command we bow; Part of His host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 3 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly; And we are to the margin come, And we expect to die: His militant embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 4 Our old companions in distress We haste again to see, And eager long for our release, And full felicity: DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 433 Ev'n now by faith we join our hands With those that went before; And greet the blood- besprinkled bands On the eternal shore. 5 Our spirits too shall quickly join, Like theirs with glory crowned, And shout to see our Captain's sign, To hear His trumpet sound. O that we now might grasp our Guide! O that the word were given! Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide, And land us all in heaven! C. Wesley. 521 L. M.( 71.) at Nearer the throne than cherubs stand, With glory crowned, in white array, My wond'ring soul says, Who are they? 2 These are the saints beloved of God, Washed are their robes in Jesus' blood: More spotless than the purest white They shine in uncreated light. ssa 3 Brighter than angels, lo! they shine, Their glories great, and all divine; Tell me their origin, and say, Their order what, and whence came they? 4 Through tribulation great they came; They bore the cross, and scorned the shame: Within the Living Temple blest, In God they dwell, and on Him rest. 5 Hunger they ne'er shall feel again, Nor burning thirst shall they sustain; To wells of living waters led, By God, the Lamb, for ever fed. 2 E 434 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 6 Unknown to mortal ears, they sing The secret glories of their King; Tell me the subject of their lays, And whence their loud exalted praise? 7 Jesus, the Saviour, is their theme; They sing the wonders of His Name; To Him ascribing power and grace, Dominion and eternal praise. 8 Amen!" they cry, to Him alone, Who dares to fill His Father's throne; They give Him glory, and again Repeat His praise, and say, Amen! 66 522 R. Hill. C. M.( 22.) FAR DAR from these narrow scenes of night Unbounded glories rise; And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair, distant land, could mortal eyes But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more! 3 There pain and sickness never come, And grief no more complains; Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And endless pleasure reigns. 4 No factious strife, no envy there The sons of peace molest; But harmony and love sincere Fill every happy breast. isa 5 No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 6 There no alternate night is known, Nor sun's faint sickly ray; But glory from the sacred Throne Spreads everlasting day. t 70 may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith and strong desire T Bear every thought above! sou wont stumsod ahir 10.10.10.4.( 739.) 435 Jul A. Steele. les mOTT B 523 FOR DOR all the saints who from their labours rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy name, O Jesus, be for ever blest. Alleluia! 2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might; their Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well- fought fight; Thou in the darkness drear their one true Light. Len Alleluia! 4 Oh, blest communion! Fellowship divine! We feebly struggle; they in glory shine! Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! 3 Oh, may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong, Alleluia! 436 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 6 The golden evening brightens in the West: Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! 7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of Glory passes on His way. Alleluia! 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy GhostAlleluia! 524 201 W. W. How. 6.6.8.6.8.8.( 149 or 463.) PRECIO DRIEND after friend departs; There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest. 20 Beyond the flight of time, 3 Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessèd clime, Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upwards to expire. There is a world above, Where parting is unknown; A whole eternity of love, Formed for the good alone: And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere. 4 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 437 Thus star by star declines, Till all are passed away, As morning high and higher shines, To pure and perfect day: Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in heaven's own light. J. Montgomery. 525 7.8.7.8.7.7. H ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT. GE ENTLE Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Now Thy little lamb's long weeping; Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild, In its narrow bed' tis sleeping, And no sign of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. 526 2 In this world of care and pain, Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; To the sunny heavenly plain Dost Thou now with joy receive it; Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with Thee in light. 3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove Though Thou take what most we love. J. W. Meinhold, tr. by C. Winkworth. C. M.( 25.) NIVE me the wings of faith to rise see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be! 438 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears: They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 3 I ask them whence their victory came? They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death. asa 4 They marked the footsteps that He trod, His zeal inspired their breast; And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, For His own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses ba Show the same path to heaven. I. Watts. 527 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 606.) Gº OD of the living, in Whose eyes Unveiled Thy whole creation lies; All souls are Thine; we must not say That those are dead who pass away; From this our world of flesh set free, We know them living unto Thee. 2 Released from earthly toil and strife, With Thee is hidden still their life; Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers, All thine, and yet most truly ours; For well we know, where'er they be, Our dead are living unto Thee. 3 Not spilt like water on the ground, Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, Not wandering in unknown despair Beyond Thy voice, Thine arm, Thy care; Not left to lie like fallen tree; Not dead, but living unto Thee. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 439 4 Thy word is true, Thy will is just; To Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust; And bless Thee for the love which gave Thy Son to fill a human grave, That none might fear that world to see Where all are living unto Thee. 5 0 Breather into man of breath, O Holder of the keys of death, O Quickener of the life within, Save us from death, the death of sin; That body, soul, and spirit be For ever living unto Thee! J. Ellerton. 528 8.7.8.7.( 204.) [ APPY soul, thy days are ended, All thy mourning days below: Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus, go! 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo! the Saviour stands above; Shows the purchase of His merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 3 Struggle through thy latest passion To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To His uttermost salvation, To His everlasting rest. 4 For the joy He sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain; Die, to live the life of glory, Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 529 C. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 181.) H Happy are the faithful dead! In the Lord who sweetly die, They from all their toils are freed; 44⁰ DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest; Jesus is their great reward, Jesus is their endless rest. 2 Followed by their works they go, Where their Head hath gone before; Reconciled by grace below, Grace hath opened mercy's door; Justified through faith alone, Here they knew their sins forgiven, Here they laid their burden down, Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 3 Who can now lament the lot Of a saint in Christ deceased? sa Let the world, who know us not, Call us hopeless and unblest: When from flesh the spirit freed Hastens homeward to return, Mortals cry," A man is dead!" Angels sing," A child is born!" 4 Born into the world above, They our happy brother greet, Bear him to the throne of love, Place him at the Saviour's feet; Jesus smiles, and says," Well done, Good and faithful servant thou; Enter, and receive thy crown, Reign with Me triumphant now." 5 Angels catch the approving sound, Bow, and bless the just award; Hail the heir with glory crowned, Now rejoicing with his Lord: Fuller joys ordained to know, Waiting for the general doom, When the archangel's trump shall blow, " Rise, ye dead, to judgment come!" C. or J. Wesley. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 441 530 15.15.15.15.( 569.) the sound of holy voices, chanting the crystal sea, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee; HARK! ARK! at Multitude which none can number, like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand. 2 They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in Blood, Washed them in the Blood of Jesus; tried they were, and firm they stood: Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with Thee they died, And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified. 3 Now they reign in heavenly glory, now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from. a river, holy bliss and infinite; Love and peace they taste for ever; and all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision of the Blessèd Trinity. 4 God of God, the One- begotten, Light of Light, Emmanuel, In whose Body, joined together, all the saints for ever dwell, Pour upon us of Thy fulness, that we may for evermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore. C. Wordsworth. 44² DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 531 L. M.( 392.) 088 to rest, TOW blest the righteous when he dies! How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves the expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore. 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys: 37Nothing disturbs that peace profound, Which his unfettered soul enjoys. hoirt 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell! How bright the unchanging morn appears! od Farewell, inconstant world, farewell! 5 Life's labour done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies; While heaven and earth combine to say, How blest the righteous when he dies! A. L. Barbauld. 532 C. M.( 362 or 375.) TOW bright these glorious spirits shine! How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day? 2 Lo! these are they from sufferings great Who came to realms of light: And in the blood of Christ have washed Those robes which shine so bright. 3 Now with triumphal palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst The glories of the sky. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 443 4 His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes every voice to sing: By day, by night, the sacred courts. With glad hosannas ring. 5 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, Nor suns with scorching ray; God is their Sun, Whose cheering beams Diffuse eternal day. 6 The Lamb, which dwells amidst the throne, Shall o'er them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. 7 In pastures green He'll lead His flock Where living streams appear, And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear. W. Cameron, var. from I. Watts. 533 2 pold 4 S. M.( 13.) IT To leave this weary road, ho And' midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. DISE It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon- chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise on strong exulting wing, To live among the just. 444 5 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. Jesus, Thou Prince of Life, Thy chosen cannot die; Like Thee they conquer in the strife, To reign with Thee on high. 534 C. H. A. Malan, tr. by G. W. Bethune. C. M.( 375.) JERUSALEM, my happy home! Name ever to me, When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee? facho 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven- built walls And pearly gates behold? Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold? 3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know; Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you! 4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe? Or feel at death dismay? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Saviour stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joy shall see. ( 2) F. B. P. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 535 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 180.) LI IFT your eyes of faith, and see Saints and angels joined in one; What a countless company Stand before yon dazzling throne! Each before his Saviour stands, All in milk- white robes arrayed, Palms they carry in their hands, Crowns of glory on their head. 2 Saints begin the endless song, Cry aloud in heavenly lays, Glory doth to God belong, God, the glorious Saviour, praise: All salvation from Him came, Him, who reigns enthroned on high: Glory to the bleeding Lamb, Let the morning stars reply. 3 Angel- powers the throne surround, Next the saints in glory they; Lulled with the transporting sound, They their silent homage pay, Prostrate on their face before God and His Messiah fall; Then in hymns of praise adore, Shout the Lamb that died for all. 445 4 Be it so, they all reply, Him let all our orders praise; Him that did for sinners die, Saviour of the favoured race! Render we our God His right, Glory, wisdom, thanks, and power, Honour, majesty, and might; Praise Him, praise Him evermore! C. or J. Wesley. 446 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 512.) SECOND PART. 536 283 W THAT are these arrayed in white, Brighter than the noon- day sun? Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood; Sufferers in His righteous cause, Followers of the dying God. 2 Out of great distress they came, Washed their robes by faith below, In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow: Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night: God resides among His own, God doth in His saints delight. 3 More than conquerors at last, Here they find their trials o'er; They have all their sufferings past, Hunger now and thirst no more: No excessive heat they feel From the sun's directer ray; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. 4 He that on the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed, With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead: He shall all their sorrows chase, bu All their wants at once remove, Wipe the tears from every face, Fill up every soul with love. C. or J. Wesley. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 537 9.9.9.9.( 422.) after Strength after weakness, crown after cross; Sweet after bitter, hope after fears, Home after wandering, praise after tears. 2 Sheaves after sowing, sun after rain, 83 Sight after mystery, peace after pain; Joy after sorrow, calm after blast, Rest after weariness, sweet re rest at last. POL 3 Near after distant, gleam after gloom, Love after loneliness, life after tomb; After long agony, rapture of bliss, Right was the pathway leading to this. F. R. Havergal. 538 6.6.4.6.6.4.( 131.) LOWLY and solemn be 447 Thy children's cry to Thee, Father divine; A hymn of suppliant breath, Owning that life and death Alike are Thine. 2 O Father, in that hour, When earth all succouring power Shall disavow;When spear and shield and crown In faintness are cast down; Sustain us, Thou! 3 By Him Who bowed to take The death- cup for our sake ,The thorn, the rod; From whom the last dismay Was not to pass away; Aid us, O God! 448 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 4 Tremblers beside the grave, We call on Thee to save, Father divine! 539 Hear, hear our suppliant breath, Keep us, in life and death, Thine, only Thine. F. D. Hemans. C. M.( 46.) ON THE DEATH OF A PASTOR. NOW let our mourning hearts revive, our tears be dry; Why should those eyes be drowned in grief, Which view a Saviour nigh? 2 What though the arm of conquering death Does God's own house invade? What though the prophet and the priest Be numbered with the dead? 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young, The watchful eye in darkness closed, And mute th' instructive tongue: 4 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart; His eye still guides us, and His voice Still animates our heart. 5" Lo, I am with you!" saith the Lord, " My Church shall safe abide; For I will ne'er forsake My own, Whose souls in Me confide." 6 Through every scene, of life and death, This promise is our trust; And this shall be our children's song, When we are cold in dust. P. Doddridge. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 449 540 8.6.8.6.6.6.6.6.( 528.) ! Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest; Where loyal hearts, and true, Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, dow In God's most holy sight? 2 O Paradise! O Paradise! The world is growing old; Who would not be at rest and free Where love is never cold; Where loyal hearts, and true,& c. 3 O Paradise! O Paradise! ' Tis weary waiting here, I long to be where Jesus is, To feel, to see Him near; Where loyal hearts, and true,& c. 4 O Paradise! O Paradise! I want to sin no more; I want to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore; Where loyal hearts, and true,& c. 541 F. W. Faber. 7.7.7.7.( 417.) PALMS of glory, raiment bright, never away, Gird and deck the saints in light, Priests, and kings, and conquerors they. 2 Yet the conquerors bring their palms To the Lamb amidst the throne, And proclaim in joyful psalms Victory through His cross alone. 2 F 450 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, Crying, as they strike the chords, " Take the kingdom, it is Thine, King of kings, and Lord of lords!" 4 Round the altar priests confess, If their robes are white as snow, " Twas the Saviour's righteousness, And His blood, that made them so. 5 Who were these? on earth they dwelt; Sinners once, of Adam's race; Guilt, and fear, and suffering felt; But were saved by sovereign grace. 6 They were mortal, too, like us: Ah! when we, like them, must die, May our souls, translated thus, Triumph, reign, and shine on high! J. Montgomery. 542 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 515.) ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD. CAFELY, safely gathered in, No more sorrow, no more sin, No more childish griefs or fears, No more sadness, no more tears; For the life, so young and fair, Now hath passed from earthly care; God Himself the soul will keep, Giving His beloved- sleep. 2 Safely, safely gathered in, Free from sorrow, free from sin, Passed beyond all grief and pain, Death, for thee, is truest gain; For our loss we must not weep, Nor our loved one long to keep From the home of rest and peace, Where all sin and sorrow cease. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 3 Safely, safely gathered in, No more sorrow, no more sin; God has saved from weary strife, In its dawn, this young fresh life, Which awaits us now above, Resting in the Saviour's love; Jesu, grant that we may meet There, adoring at Thy feet. E. 0. Dobree. 543 L. M.( 63.) HE morning flowers display their sweets, And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noontide heats, As fearless of the evening cold. 2 Nipt by the wind's unkindly blast, Parched by the sun's directer ray, The momentary glories waste, The short- lived beauties die away. 3 So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin rose. 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, Or broke by sickness in a day, The fading glory disappears, The short- lived beauties die away. 451 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, With lustre brighter far shall shine; Revive with ever- during bloom, Safe from diseases and decline. 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour. If heaven must recompense our pains: Perish the grass, and fade the flower, If firm the word of God remains. S. Wesley, Jun. 45² DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 544 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 236.) THE saints of God! their conflict past, won at No more they need the shield or sword, They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints! for ever blest, At Jesus' feet how safe your rest! 2 The saints of God! their wanderings done, No more their weary course they run, No more they faint, no more they fall, No foes oppress, no fears appal:O happy saints! for ever blest, In that dear home, how sweet your rest! 3 The saints of God! life's voyage o'er, Safe landed on that blissful shore, No stormy tempests now they dread, No roaring billows lift their head:O happy saints! for ever blest, In that calm haven of your rest! 4 The saints of God their vigil keep While yet their mortal bodies sleep, Till from the dust they too shall rise, And soar triumphant to the skies:O happy saints! rejoice and sing! He quickly comes, your Lord and King! 1 5 O God of saints! to Thee we cry! O Saviour! plead for us on high; O Holy Ghost! our Guide and Friend, Grant us Thy grace till life shall end; That with all saints our rest may be In that bright Paradise with Thee. W. D. Maclagan. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 453 545 C. M.( 55.) THEE we adore, eternal Name! How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms we be! 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase; And every beating pulse we tell Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground, To push us to the tomb; And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Great God! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things; Th' eternal states of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings! 6 Infinite joy, or endless woe, Depends on every breath; And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death! YOUT 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road! And if our souls be hurried hence, May they be found with God! 546 I. Watts. C. M.( 58 or 50.) THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 454 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never- withering flowers; Death like a narrow sea divides This heavenly land from ours. ara 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea; And linger shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away! 5 O could we make our doubts remove, hoe Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes;6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. I. Watts. 547 13.11.13.12.( 256.) THO not deplore thee, HOU art gone to the grave: but we will Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb; The Saviour hath passed through its portal before thee, And the lamp of His love is thy guide through the gloom! 2 Thou art gone to the grave: we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side; DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 455 But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may die, for the Sinless has died. 3 Thou art gone to the grave: and, its mansion forsaking, Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lingered long; But the mild rays of Paradise beamed on thy waking, And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song. 4 Thou art gone to the grave: but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy ransom, thy Guardian, and Guide! He gave thee, He took thee, and He will restore thee; And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died! R. Heber. 548 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) THOU, Lord, on Whom I still depend, Shalt keep me faithful to the end; I trust Thy truth, and love, and power Shall save me till my latest hour; And when I lay this body down, Reward with an immortal crown. 2 Jesus, in Thy great name I go To conquer death, my final foe; And when I quit this cumbrous clay, And soar on angels' wings away, aa My soul the second death defies, And reigns eternal in the skies. 3 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, What Christ hath for His saints prepared, 456 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. Who conquer through their Saviour's might, Who sink into perfection's height, ons And trample death beneath their feet, And gladly die their Lord to meet. 4 Dost thou desire to know and see a What thy mysterious name shall be? i Contending for thy heavenly home, I Thy latest foe in death o'ercome; Till then thou searchest out in vain, What only conquest can explain. C. Wesley. 549 7.7.7.7.7.7.( Irregular.) VITAL spark of heavenly flame, od Quit, O quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. 2 Hark! they whisper; angels say ,Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, 848 Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 3 The world recedes: it disappears: Heaven opens on mine eyes: mine ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings: I mount, I fly; O Grave! where is thy victory! O Death! where is thy sting? 550 A. Pope D. S. M.( 461.) E we W If this vile house of clay, This tabernacle, sink below In ruinous decay. DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 457 We have a house above, laa Not made with mortal hands; And firm, as our Redeemer's love, bastee That heavenly fabric stands. 2 It stands securely high, Indissolubly sure; Our glorious mansion in the sky Shall evermore endure! 3 4 5 O were we entered there, To perfect heaven restored! O were we all caught up to share The triumph of our Lord! For this in faith we call, For this we weep and pray: O might the tabernacle fall! O might we' scape away! Full of immortal hope, We urge the restless strife, And hasten to be swallowed up Of everlasting life. Absent, alas! from God, We in the body mourn, And pine to quit this mean abode, And languish to return. Jesus, regard our vows, And change our faith to sight; And clothe us with our nobler house Of empyrean light. O let us put on Thee In perfect holiness, And rise prepared Thy face to see, Thy bright unclouded face! Thy grace with glory crown, Who hast the earnest given; And then triumphantly come down, And take our souls to heaven! C. Wesley. 458 DEATH AND THE GLORY OF HEAVEN. 551 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 555.) WHO THO are these like stars appearing, These, before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing: Who are all this glorious band? Hallelujah! hark, they sing, Praising loud their heavenly King. 2 Who are these in dazzling brightness, Clothed in God's own righteousness; These, whose robes of purest whiteness Shall their lustre still possess, Still untouched by time's rude hand! Whence come all this glorious band? 3 These are they who have contended For their Saviour's honour long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These, who well the fight sustained, Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 4 These are they whose hearts were riven Sore with woe and anguish tried; Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. 5 These are they who watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will, Soul and body consecrated Day and night to serve Him still; Now in God's most holy place Blest they stand before His face. H. T. Schenck, tr. by F. E. Cox. 552 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. I. ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 2 3 ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. VIII. S. M.( 18.) DLEST be the tie that. binds BLEST Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 553 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart And hope to meet again. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers: Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear: And often for each other flows The sympathising tear. This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 459 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin we shall be free: And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. J. Fawcett. 7.7.7.7.( 114.) CHRIST, from Whom all blessings flow, Perfecting the saints below, Hear us, who Thy nature share, Who Thy mystic body are. 460 ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 2 Join us, in one spirit join, Let us still receive of Thine; Still for more on Thee we call; Thou who fillest all in all. 3 Closer knit to Thee, our Head; Nourish us, O Christ, and feed! Let us daily growth receive, More and more in Jesus live. Lexus 4 Sweetly may we all agree, Touched with softest sympathy; Kindly for each other care; Every member feel its share. 5 Fill us with the Father's love; Never from our souls remove: Dwell in us, and we shall be Thine through all eternity. 554 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 50.) OD of all consolation, take Thy gifts to Thee we render back In ceaseless songs of praise. 2 Through Thee we now together came, In singleness of heart; We met, O Jesus, in Thy name, And in Thy name we part. 3 We part in body, not in mind, Our minds continue one; And, each to each in Jesus joined, We hand in hand go on. 4 Subsists as in us all one soul, No power can make us twain; And mountains rise and oceans roll To sever us, in vain. ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 5 Our life is hid with Christ in God; Our Life shall soon appear, And shed His glory all abroad In all His members here. 6 Our souls are in His mighty hand. And He shall keep them still; And you and I shall surely stand With Him on Zion's hill! 7 Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like His shall shine: O what a glorious company, When saints and angels join! 8 O what a joyful meeting there! In robes of white arrayed, Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns upon our head. 9 Then let us lawfully contend, And fight our passage through; Bear in our faithful minds the end, And keep the prize in view. 555 C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 71.) HAPP APPY the souls that first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved, Joined by the unction from above, In mystic fellowship of love. 461 2 Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, They lived, and spake, and thought the same; They joyfully conspired to raise Their ceaseless sacrifice of praise. 3 With grace abundantly endued, A pure, believing multitude, They all were of one heart and soul, And only love inspired the whole. 462 4 O what an age of golden days! O what a choice, peculiar race! Washed in the Lamb's all- cleansing blood, Anointed kings and priests to God! ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 5 Ye different sects, who all declare, 66 Lo, here is Christ!" or," Christ is there!" Your stronger proofs divinely give, And show me where the Christians live. 6 The gates of hell cannot prevail; The Church on earth can never fail; Ah, join me to Thy secret ones! Ah, gather all Thy living stones! 7 Scattered o'er all the earth they lie, Till Thou collect them with Thine eye, Draw by the music of Thy name, And charm into a beauteous frame. 8 For this the pleading Spirit groans, And cries in all Thy banished ones; Greatest of gifts, Thy love impart, And make us of one mind and heart. 9 Join every soul that looks to Thee In bonds of perfect charity: Now, Lord, the glorious fulness give, And all in all for ever live! 556 C. Wesley. L. M.( 77.) SECOND PART. JESU TESUS, from Whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of Thy Church below, If now Thy Spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfil Thine own request! 2 The few that truly call Thee Lord, And wait Thy sanctifying word, And Thee their utmost Saviour own, Unite, and perfect them in one. ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 30 let them all Thy mind express, Stand forth Thy chosen witnesses, Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below! 4 In them let all mankind behold How Christians lived in days of old, Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach- and love. 5 From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeemed from all iniquity, The fellowship of saints make known; And, O my God, might I be one! 6 Lord, if I now Thy drawings feel, And ask according to Thy will, Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, And speak the answer to my heart. C. Wesley. 557 C. M.( 46.) HAPPY the souls to Jesus joined, And by grace Walking in all His ways they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The Church triumphant in Thy love, Their mighty joys we know; They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in Thy glorious realm, they praise, And bow before Thy throne; We in the kingdom of Thy grace; The kingdoms are but one. 463 4 The holy to the holiest leads; From thence our spirits rise; And he that in Thy statutes treads, Shall meet Thee in the skies. C. or J. Wesley. 464 558 ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 7.7.7.7.( 113.) JESUS, Lord, we look to Thee, Show Thyself the Prince of Peace; Bid all strife for ever cease. 2 Make us of one heart and mind, Courteous, pitiful, and kind, Lowly, meek, in thought and word, Altogether like our Lord. 3 Let us for each other care, Each the other's burden bear, To Thy Church the pattern give; Show how true believers live. 4 Free from anger and from pride, Let us thus in God abide; All the depths of love express, All the heights of holiness! 5 Let us then with joy remove To the family above; On the wings of angels fly, Show how true believers die. 559 C. M.( Chant 308.) [ ESUS, united by Thy grace, TE C. Wesley. With confidence we seek Thy face, And know our prayer is heard. 2 Make us into one spirit drink; Baptize into Thy name; And let us always kindly think, And sweetly speak, the same. 3 Touched by the loadstone of Thy love, Let all our hearts agree, And ever towards each other move, And ever move towards Thee. 4 To Thee, inseparably joined, Let all our spirits cleave; O may we all the loving mind That was in Thee receive! ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. 5 This is the bond of perfectness, Thy spotless charity; O let us( still we pray) possess The mind that was in Thee! 6 Grant this, and then from all below Insensibly remove: Our souls their change shall scarcely know Made perfect first in love! 7 With ease our souls through death shall glide Into their paradise, And thence, on wings of angels, ride Triumphant through the skies. 8 Yet, when the fullest joy is given, The same delight we prove, In earth, in paradise, in heaven, Our all in all is love. C. Wesley. 560 2 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 450.) ONE NE sole baptismal sign, One Lord below, above, One faith, one hope divine, One only watchword, love: From different temples though it rise, One song ascendeth to the skies. 465 Our Sacrifice is one; One Priest before the throne, The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone: And sighs from contrite hearts that spring, Our chief, our choicest offering. 2 G 466 3 4 ITS UNITY AND FELLOWSHIP. O may that holy prayer, His tenderest, His last, His constant, latest care Ere to His throne He passed, No longer unfulfilled remain, The world's offence, His people's stain! Head of Thy Church beneath, The catholic, the true, On all her members breathe, Her broken frame renew: Then shall Thy perfect will be done, When Christians love and live as one. G. Robinson. 561 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) THE Church's one foundation She is His new creation By water and the Word: From heaven He came and sought her To be His holy Bride, : With His own blood He bought her, And for her life He died. 2 Elect from every nation, Yet one o'er all the earth, Her charter of salvation One Lord, one Faith, one Birth; One Holy Name she blesses, Partakes one Holy Food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. 3' Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war, She waits the consummation Of peace for evermore; Till with the vision glorious Her longing eyes are blest, caa ITS SECURITY AND BLESSEDNESS. And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. 562 4 Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One; And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won. Oh, happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we Like them, the meek and lowly, On high may dwell with Thee! S. J. Stone. II. ITS SECURITY AND BLESSEDNESS. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 572.) GL LORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God: He Whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode. On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 2 See! the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove. Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage; Grace which, like the Lord the Giver, Never fails from age to age? 467 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. Thus deriving from their banner Light by night, and shade by day, 468 ITS SECURITY AND BLESSEDNESS. Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. 4 Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood! Jesus, Whom their souls rely on, Makes them priests and kings of God. Tis His love His people raises Over self to reign as kings; And, as priests, His solemn praises Each for a thank- offering brings. 5 Saviour, if of Zion's city I, through grace, a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy name. Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know. J. Newton. 563 C. M.( 378.) HOW TOW rich Thy favours, God of grace How various and Divine! Full as the ocean they are poured, And bright as heaven they shine. 2 He to eternal glory calls, And leads the wondrous way To His own Palace, where He reigns In uncreated day. 3 Jesus, the Herald of His love, Displays the radiant prize; And shows the purchase of His blood To our admiring eyes. 4 He perfects what His hand begins, And stone on stone He lays; Till firm and fair the building rise, A temple to His praise. 5 The songs of everlasting years That mercy shall attend, Which leads, through sufferings of an hour, To joys that never end. P. Doddridge. 564 2 3 4 ITS SECURITY AND BLESSEDNESS. 469 6 S. M.( 1.) LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer bought With His own precious blood. I love Thy Church, O God; Her walls before Thee stand; Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And graven on Thy hand. For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend, To her my cares and toils be given ,Till toils and cares shall end. Beyond my highest joy, I prize her heavenly ways; Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, Thou Friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The highest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 565 S. M.( 2.) T. Dwight. THE of God Is like His Church above; Safe shielded from her every foe, By heavenly power and love. 470 2 3 ITS SECURITY AND BLESSEDNESS. On high and holy ground Her deep foundations rest; And God within her courts is found An omnipresent guest. God loves her sacred gates, Her solemn praise and prayer; And he that humbly on Him waits Shall surely find Him there. 4 The Church of God below Shall yet more honoured be; The nations to her side shall flow, The world her glories see. 5 O blest and favoured men That in her courts are born; Their life but sets to rise again, In heaven's eternal morn! 566 Aaa H. F. Lyte. 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.( 580.) E come unto our fathers' God: our The Eternal Arms, their dear abode, We make our habitation: We bring Thee, Lord, the praise they brought; We seek Thee as Thy saints have sought In every generation. 2 The Fire Divine, their steps that led, Still goeth bright before us; The Heavenly Shield, around them spread. Is still high holden o'er us: The grace those sinners that subdued, The strength those weaklings that renewed, Doth vanquish, doth restore us. 3 The cleaving sins that brought them low Are still our souls oppressing; The tears that from their eyes did flow Fall fast, our shame confessing; RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. As with Thee, Lord, prevailed their cry, So our strong prayer ascends on high And bringeth down Thy blessing. 4 Their joy unto the Lord we bring; Their song to us descendeth: The Spirit Who in them did sing To us His music lendeth. His song in them, in us, is one; We raise it high, we send it onThe song that never endeth! 5 Ye saints to come, take up the strainThe same sweet theme endeavour! Unbroken be the Golden Chain! Keep on the song for ever! Safe in the same dear dwelling- place, Rich with the same eternal grace, Bless the same boundless Giver! 471 567 T.H. Gill. III. RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. L. M.( 90.) BRETE DRETHREN in Christ, and well- beloved, To Jesus and His servants dear, Enter, and show yourselves approved; Enter, and find that God is here. 2 Welcome from earth: lo, the right hand Of fellowship to you we give! With open hearts and hands we stand, And you in Jesu's name receive. 3 Jesus, attend, Thyself reveal! Are we not met in Thy great Name? Thee in the midst we wait to feel, We wait to catch the spreading flame. 4 Thou God that answerest by fire, The Spirit of burning now impart; And let the flames of pure desire Rise from the altar of each heart. 472 5 Truly our fellowship below With Thee and with the Father is: In Thee eternal life, we know, And heaven's unutterable bliss. 6 In part we only know Thee here, But wait Thy coming from above; And we shall then behold Thee near, And be for ever lost in love. C. or J. Wesley. 568 RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. L. M.( 80.) ESUS, Thy sovereign grace we bless, And, in Thy name, we them embrace, As fellow- heirs of heavenly grace. 2 As living members, may they share The joys and griefs which others bear; And active in their stations prove, In all the offices of love. 3 From all temptations them defend, And keep them steadfast to the end; Ever abiding in Thy love, Until they join the Church above. W. H. Bathurst. 569 L. M.( 401.) KT INDRED in Christ, for His dear sake, A hearty welcome here receive; May we together now partake The joys which only He can give! 2 To you and us by grace' tis given To know the Saviour's precious name; And shortly we shall meet in heaven, Our hope, our way, our end the same. 3 May He, by Whose kind care we meet, Send His good Spirit from above, Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. ITS MINISTERS. 4 Forgotten be each worldly theme, When Christians meet together thus; We only wish to speak of Him Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 5 We'll talk of all He did, and said, And suffered for us here below; The path He marked for us to tread, And what He's doing for us now. 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore; And hasten on the glorious day When we shall meet to part no more. J. Newton. 570 473 IV. ITS MINISTERS. C. M.( 363.) CHIE HIEF Shepherd of Thy chosen sheep, From death and sin set free, May every under- shepherd keep His eye intent on Thee. 2 With plenteous grace their hearts prepare, To execute Thy will; Compassion, patience, love, and care, And faithfulness and skill. 3 Inflame their minds with holy zeal Thy flock to feed and teach; And let them live, and let them feel, The sacred truths they preach. J. Newton. 571 7.7.7.7.( 118.) AY by day, and year by year, At Thy bidding, O my Lord, I have sown Thy precious word. 474 ITS MINISTERS. 2 Give the increase; let me know Thou hast chosen me to sow; Bid me come with joy again, Bringing sheaves of ripened grain. 3 For the earnest Thou hast given, For souls garnered safe in heaven, Lord, I praise Thee, and I pray There to meet them in that day. 4 In some hearts if hid there lie Good seed, slow to fructify, This Thy power can quicken still, And the reaper's bosom fill. 5 Cheer Thy servant's heart, O Lord; Give large blessings on Thy word; Multiply the scattered seed, Then shall I rejoice indeed. 6 But if this I may not see, Lo! my work is yet with Thee; And my day of joy shall come In the final harvest- home. 572 H. Downton. C. M.( 366.) ET Zion's watchmen all awake, LE And take the alarm they give; Now let them from the mouth of God Their solemn charge receive. 2' Tis not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands; But what might fill an angel's heart, And filled a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego; For souls, which must for ever live In raptures or in woe. 4 All to the great tribunal haste, Th' account to render there; And shouldst Thou strictly mark our faults, Lord, how should we appear? 5 May they that Jesus, Whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see: 573 2 3 ITS MINISTERS. 5 And watch Thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for Thee! P. Doddridge. S. M.( 352.) Lo ORD of the harvest, hear Thy needy servants cry; Answer our faith's effectual prayer, And all our wants supply. On Thee we humbly wait, Our wants are in Thy view; The harvest, truly, Lord, is great; The labourers are few. Convert, and send forth more Into Thy Church abroad; 475 And let them speak Thy word of power, As workers with their God. Give the pure Gospel word, The word of general grace; Thee let them preach, the common Lord, The Saviour of our race. O let them spread Thy name, Their mission fully prove, Thy universal grace proclaim, Thy all- redeeming love! 574 C. or J. Wesley. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) ORD of the living harvest That whitens o'er the plain, Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain, 476 ITS MINISTERS. Accept these hands to labour, These hearts to trust and love, And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. 2 As labourers in Thy vineyard, Send us out, Christ, to be Content to bear the burden Of weary days for Thee. We ask no other wages, When Thou shalt call us home, But to have shared the travail Which makes Thy kingdom come. 3 Breathe on us, Holy Spirit, And fill our souls with light, Clothe us in spotless raiment, In linen clean and white; Within Thy sacred temple Be with us, where we stand, And sanctify Thy people Throughout this happy land. 4 Be with us, God the Father, Be with us, God the Son, Be with us, God the Spirit, O blessèd Three in One! Make us a royal priesthood, Thee rightly to adore, And fill us with Thy fulness, Now, and for evermore. J. S. B. Monsell. 575 L. M.( 400.) POUR out Thy Spirit from on high; Lord, Thine assembled servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. ITS MINISTERS. 2 Within Thy temple, when we stand To teach the truth, as taught by Thee, Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand The angels of the churches be! 3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness, with meekness from above, To bear Thy people on our heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love. 4 To watch and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep. To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 576 477 5 Then when our work is finished here, In humble hope our charge resign; When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, O God! may they and we be Thine. J. Montgomery. L. M.( 84.) SHE HEPHERD of Israel, bend Thine ear: Thy servants' prayers indulgent hear: Perplexed, distressed, to Thee we cry, And seek the guidance of Thine eye. 2 Thy comprehensive view surveys Our wandering paths, our trackless ways: Send forth, O Lord, Thy truth and light, To guide our doubtful footsteps right. 3 With longing eyes, behold, we wait In suppliant crowds at Mercy's gate; Our drooping hearts, O God, sustain, Shall Israel seek Thy face in vain? 4 O Lord, in ways of peace return, Nor let Thy flock neglected mourn: But let our eyes a shepherd see, Dear to our souls, and dear to Thee. 478 5 Fed by his care, our tongues shall raise A cheerful tribute to Thy praise: Our children learn the grateful song, And theirs the cheerful notes prolong. P. Doddridge. 577 SPECIAL INTERCESSION. L. M.( 80.) THE Saviour, when to heaven He rose In splendid triumph o'er His foes, Scattered His gifts on men below; And wide His royal bounties flow. 2 Hence sprang the apostles' honoured name, Sacred beyond heroic fame; In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, Pastors from hence, and teachers rise. 3 From Christ they all their gifts derive, And, fed by Christ, their graces live; While, guarded by His potent hand, ' Midst all the rage of hell they stand. 4 So shall the bright succession run, Through the last courses of the sun; While unborn churches, by their care, Shall rise and flourish, large and fair. P. Doddridge. 578 V. SPECIAL INTERCESSION. L. M.( 63.) ATHER, if justly still we claim promise To us be graciously the same, And crown with living fire our head. 2 Our claim admit, and from above Of holiness the Spirit shower, Of wise discernment, humble love, And zeal, and unity, and power. SPECIAL INTERCESSION. 479 3 The Spirit of convincing speech, Of power demonstrative, impart, Such as may every conscience reach, And sound the unbelieving heart; 4 The Spirit of refining fire, Searching the inmost of the mind, To purge all fierce and foul desire, And kindle life more pure and kind; 5 The Spirit of faith, in this Thy day, To break the power of cancelled sin, Tread down its strength, o'erturn its sway, And still the conquest more than win. 6 The Spirit breathe of inward life, Which in our hearts Thy laws may write; Then grief expires, and pain, and strife, " Tis nature all, and all delight. H. More( altered). 579 L. M.( 91.) SECOND PART. N all the earth Thy Spirit shower; renew; Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, And to Thy sceptre all subdue. 2 Like mighty winds, or torrents fierce, Let it opposers all o'errun; And every law of sin reverse, That faith and love may make all one. 3 Yea, let Thy Spirit in every place Its richer energy declare; While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, The kingdom of Thy Christ prepare. 4 Grant this, O holy God and true! The ancient seers Thou didst inspire; To us perform the promise due; Descend, and crown us now with fire! H. More( altered). 480 580 SPECIAL INTERCESSION. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 239.) ESUS, Thou sovereign Lord of all, Attend Thy feeblest followers' call, And O instruct us how to pray! Pour out the supplicating grace, And stir us up to seek Thy face. 2 We cannot think a gracious thought, We cannot feel a good desire, Till Thou, Who call'dst a world from nought, The power into our hearts inspire; And then we in Thy Spirit groan, And then we give Thee back Thine own. 3 Jesus, regard the joint complaint Of all Thy tempted followers here, And now supply the common want, And send us down the Comforter; The spirit of ceaseless prayer impart, And fix Thy Agent in our heart. 4 Come in Thy pleading Spirit down To us who for Thy coming stay; Of all Thy gifts we ask but one, We ask the constant power to pray; Indulge us, Lord, in this request, Thou canst not then deny the rest. 581 C. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) LE ET God, Who comforts the distrest, Let Israel's consolation hear! Hear, Holy Ghost, our joint request, And show Thyself the Comforter, And swell th' unutterable groan, And breathe our wishes to the Throne. 2 We weep for those that weep below, And, burdened, for the afflicted sigh; SPECIAL INTERCESSION. The various forms of human woe Excite our softest sympathy, Fill every heart with mournful care, And draw out all our souls in prayer. 3 We wrestle for the ruined race, By sin eternally undone, Unless Thou magnify Thy grace, And make Thy richest mercy known, And make Thy vanquished rebels find Pardon in Christ for all mankind. 4 Father of everlasting love, To every soul Thy Son reveal, Our guilt and sufferings to remove, Our deep, original wound to heal; And bid the fallen race arise, And turn our earth to Paradise. 582 C. M.( 57.) SHEP this our evil day; HEPHERD Divine, our wants relieve To all Thy tempted followers give The power to watch and pray. 2 Long as our fiery trials last, Long as the cross we bear, O let our souls on Thee be cast, In never- ceasing prayer! 3 The Spirit of interceding grace Give us in faith to claim; To wrestle till we see Thy face, And know Thy hidden name. C. Wesley. 4 Till Thou Thy perfect love impart, Till Thou Thyself bestow, Be this the cry of every heart, " I will not let Thee go: 5" I will not let Thee go, unless Thou tell Thy name to me; 481 2 H 482 SPECIAL INTERCESSION. With all Thy great salvation bless, And make me all like Thee: 6" Then let me, on the mountain- top, Behold Thy open face, Till faith in sight is swallowed up, And prayer in endless praise." 583 C. Wesley. L. M.( 71.) INCHANGEABLE, almighty Lord, we Accomplish now Thy faithful word, And give, O give us all one way! 2 O let us all join hand in hand, Who seek redemption in Thy blood; Fast in one mind and spirit stand, And build the temple of our God! 3 Speak but the reconciling word, The winds shall cease, the waves subside; We all shall praise our common Lord, Our Jesus, and Him crucified. 4 Giver of peace and unity, Send down Thy mild, pacific Dove; We all shall then in one agree, And breathe the spirit of Thy love. 5 We all shall think and speak the same Delightful lesson of Thy grace! One undivided Christ proclaim, And jointly glory in Thy praise. 60 let us take a softer mould, Blended and gathered into Thee; Under one Shepherd make one fold, Where all is love and harmony! 7 Regard Thine own eternal prayer, And send a peaceful answer down; THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. To us Thy Father's name declare; Unite and perfect us in one! 8 So shall the world believe and know That God hath sent Thee from above, When Thou art seen in us below, And every soul displays Thy love. C. or J. Wesley. 483 IX. CHRISTIAN ORDINANCES AND INSTITUTIONS. I. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. ( 1.) General Hymns. 10.10.10.10.( 622.) 584 Which, when He made the world, Jehovah blest; When, like His own, He bade our labours cease, And all be piety, and all be peace. 2 Let us devote this consecrated day To learn His will, and all we learn, obey: In pure religion's hallowed duties share," And join in penitence, and join in prayer. 3 So shall the God of mercy, pleased, receive That only tribute man has power to give; So shall He hear, while fervently we raise Our choral harmony in hymns of praise. 4 Father of heaven, in Whom our hopes confide, Whose power defends us, and Whose precepts guide; In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend, Glory supreme be Thine, till time shall end. W. Mason, 484 585 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. C. M.( 360.) AFTER SERMON. cast Like seed into the ground: Oh! may it grow in humble hearts, And righteous fruits abound. 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man This holy seed remove: But give it root in praying souls, To bring forth fruits of love. 3 Let not the world's deceitful cares The rising plant destroy, But may it in converted mind Produce the fruits of joy. 4 Let not Thy Word so kindly sent To raise us to Thy Throne Return to Thee, and sadly tell That we reject Thy Son. 5 Great God! come down, and on Thy Word Thy mighty power bestow; That all who hear the joyful sound Thy saving grace may know. J. Cawood. 586 C. M.( 378.) A ND now the wants are told, that brought Thy children to Thy knee; Here lingering still, we ask for naught, But simply worship Thee. 2 The hope of Heaven's eternal days Absorbs not all the heart, That gives Thee glory, love, and praise, For being what Thou art. 3 For Thou art God, the One, the Same, O'er all things high and bright; And round us, when we speak Thy Name, There spreads a heaven of light. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 485 40 wondrous peace in thought to dwell On excellence Divine; To know that naught in man can tell How fair Thy beauties shine. 50 Thou, above all blessing blest, O'er thanks exalted far, Thy very greatness is a rest To weaklings as we are; 6 For when we feel the praise of Thee A task beyond our powers, We say," A perfect God is He, And He is fully ours." 587 7 All glory to the Father be, All glory to the Son, All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, While endless ages run. W. Bright. L. M.( 381.) ANOTHER six days' work is done, Another Sabbath Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God hath blest. 2 Come, bless the Lord, Whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 30 that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 486 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away. How blest a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end! J. Stennett. L. M.( 381.) 588 EVENING. AT T even, ere the sun was set, The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay; O in what divers pains they met! O with what joy they went away! 2 Once more' tis eventide; and we, Oppressed with various ills, draw near: What if Thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that Thou art here. 3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel; For some are sick, and some are sad, And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had; 4 And some have found the world is vain, Yet from the world they break not free; And some have friends who give them pain, Yet have not sought a Friend in Thee. 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, For none are wholly free from sin; And they who fain would serve Thee best, Are conscious most of wrong within. 6 O Saviour Christ! Thou too art Man; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide. 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power; No word from Thee can fruitless fall; Hear in this solemn evening hour, And in Thy mercy heal us all! H. Twells. 589 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 487 C. M.( 379.) BLES LEST day of God, most calm, most bright, The first and best of days; The labourer's rest, the saint's delight, A day of mirth and praise. 2 My Saviour's face did make thee shine, His rising did thee raise; This made thee heavenly and divine. Beyond the common days. 3 The first- fruits do a blessing prove To all the sheaves behind; And they that do a Sabbath love, A happy week shall find. 4 This day must I for God appear, For, Lord, the day is Thine; O let me spend it in Thy fear! Then shall the day be mine. 590 J. Mason. C. M.( Chant 308.) BEFORE READING THE SCRIPTURES. COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us prove, Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of light and love. 2 Come, Holy Ghost( for moved by Thee The prophets wrote and spoke), Unlock the truth, Thyself the key, Unseal the sacred book. 3 Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o'er our nature's night; On our disordered spirits move, And let there now be light. 488 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 4 God, through Himself, we then shall know, If Thou within us shine, And sound, with all Thy saints below, The depths of love divine. C. or J. Wesley. A 591 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) COME, let us with our Lord arise, Our Lord, Who made both earth and skies; Who died to save the world He made, And rose triumphant from the dead; He rose, the Prince of Life and Peace, And stamped the day for ever His. 2 This is the day the Lord hath made, That all may see His love displayed, May feel His resurrection's power, And rise again to fall no more, In perfect righteousness renewed, And filled with all the life of God. 3 Then let us render Him His own, With solemn prayer approach the throne, With meekness hear the gospel- word, With thanks His dying love record; Our joyful hearts and voices raise, And fill His courts with songs of praise. 4 Honour and praise to Jesus pay Throughout His consecrated day; Be all in Jesu's praise employed, Nor leave a single moment void; With utmost care the time improve, And only breathe His praise and love. C. Wesley. 592 11.10.11.10.( 252.) COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come, of God THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 489 Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 2 Here dwells the Father! love's waters are streaming Forth from the throne of God, plenteous and pure; Come to His temple for mercy redeeming; Earth has no sorrow that He cannot cure. 3 Here waits the Saviour! all gentle and loving, Ready to meet us, His grace to reveal; On Him cast the burden, trustfully coming; Earth has no sorrow that Christ cannot heal. 4 Here speaks the Comforter! Light of the straying; Hope of the penitent; Advocate sure; Joy of the desolate; tenderly saying, " Earth has no sorrow My grace cannot cure!" T. Moore. 593 L. M.( 88.) COMM NOMMAND Thy blessing from above, O God, on all assembled here; Behold us with a Father's love, While we look up with filial fear. 2 Command Thy blessing, Jesus, Lord, May we Thy true disciples be; Speak to each heart the mighty word; Say to the weakest, Follow me! 3 Command Thy blessing in this hour, Spirit of truth, and fill this place With wounding and with healing power, With quickening and renewing grace. 40 Thou, our Maker, Saviour, Guide! One true eternal God confest, May nought in life or death divide The saints in Thy communion blest. 490 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 With Thee and Thine for ever found, May all the souls who here unite, With harps and songs Thy throne surround, Rest in Thy love, and reign in light. J. Montgomery. 594 C. M.( Chant 302.) BEFORE READING THE SCRIPTURES. ATHER of in alone FAWe live, and move, and breathe, it One bright celestial ray dart down, And cheer Thy sons beneath. 2 While in Thy Word we search for Thee, ( We search with trembling awe!) Open our eyes, and let us see The wonders of Thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear; Now the revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make Thy goodness pass, Which here by faith we know; Let us in Jesus see Thy face, And die to all below. 595 C. or J. Wesley. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) DATHER of omnipresent grace! But every soul assembled here Doth naked in Thy sight appear: Thou know'st who only bows the knee, And who in heart approaches Thee. face; 2 Thy Spirit hath the difference made Betwixt the living and the dead; Thou now dost into some inspire The pure, benevolent desire: THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. O that even now Thy powerful call May quicken and convert us all! 3 The sinners suddenly convince, O'erwhelmed beneath their load of sins; To- day, while it is called to- day, Awake, and stir them up to pray, Their dire captivity to own, ga And from the iron furnace groan. 596 4 Then, then acknowledge, and set free The people bought, O Lord, by Thee! The sheep for whom their Shepherd bled, For whom we in Thy Spirit plead: Let all in Thee redemption find, And not a soul be left behind. C. Wesley. C. M.( 52.) FATH ATHER, to Thee my soul I lift, My soul on Thee depends, Convinced that every perfect gift From Thee alone descends. 491 2 Mercy and grace are Thine alone, And power and wisdom too; Without the Spirit of Thy Son We nothing good can do. 3 We cannot speak one useful word, One holy thought conceive, Unless, in answer to our Lord, Thyself the blessing give. 4 His blood demands the purchased grace; His blood's availing plea Obtained the help for all our race, And sends it down to me. 888 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought; Our good is all divine; The praise of every virtuous thought, And righteous word, is Thine. 492 6 From Thee, through Jesus, we receive The power on Thee to call, THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. In Whom we are, and move, and live; Our God is all in all! C. Wesley. 597 7.7.7.5.( 497.) YOD of pity, God of grace, Thy face, Bend from heaven, Thy dwelling- place: Hear, forgive and save. 2 When we in Thy temple meet, Spread our wants before Thy feet, Pleading at the mercy- seat: Look from heaven and save. 3 When Thy love our hearts shall fill, And we long to do Thy will, Turning to Thy holy hill: Lord, accept and save. 4 Should we wander from Thy fold, And our love to Thee grow cold, With a pitying eye behold; Lord, forgive and save. 598 5 Should the hand of sorrow press, Earthly care and want distress, May our souls Thy peace possess: Jesus, hear and save. 6 And whate'er our cry may be, When we lift our hearts to Thee, From our burden set us free: Hear, forgive and save. E. F. Morris. 8.6.8.4.( 189.) AIL! sacred day of earthly rest, Hail! day of life that bringeth light And joy to me. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 A holy stillness, breathing calm On all the world around, Uplifts my soul, O God, to Thee, Where rest is found. 3 No sound of jarring strife is heard, As weekly labours cease; No voice, but those that sweetly sing Sweet songs of peace. 4 On all I think, or say, or do, A ray of light Divine Is shed, O God, this day by Thee, For it is Thine! 5 From choir to battlement and tower, The solemn anthem rolls, Ascending with the hidden fire Of ransomed souls. 6 All earthly things appear to fade, As, rising high and higher, The yearning voices strive to join The heavenly choir. 7 For those who sing with saints below Glad songs of heavenly love, Shall sing when songs on earth have ceasedWith saints above. 8 Accept, O God, my hymn of praise, That Thou this day hast given ,Sweet foretaste of that endless day Of rest in heaven. G. Thring. 599 493 C. M.( 374.) HEAL TEAL us, Immanuel, we are here, Waiting to feel Thy touch; Deep- wounded souls to Thee repair, And, Saviour, we are such. 494 2 Our faith is feeble, we confess; We faintly trust Thy word; But wilt Thou pity us the less? Be that far from Thee, Lord. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 Remember him who once applied With trembling for relief:" Lord, I believe," with tears he cried, " O help my unbelief!" She, too, who touched Thee in the press, And healing virtue stole, Was answered," Daughter, go in peace, Thy faith hath made thee whole." 5 Concealed amid the gathering throng, She would have shunned Thy view; And if her faith was firm and strong, Had strong misgivings too. 6 Like her, with hopes and fears we come To touch Thee, if we may; Oh, send us not despairing home; Send none unhealed away. W. Cowper. 600 8.8.8.8.4.7.( 597-) TOSANNA to the living Lord! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 66 2" Hosanna," Lord, Thine angels cry; Hosanna," Lord, Thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound. Hosanna, Lord!& c. 30 Saviour! with protecting care Return to this Thy house of prayer: 2 3 601 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Assembled in Thy sacred Name, Here we Thy parting promise claim. Hosanna, Lord!& c. 5 4 But chiefest, in our cleansèd breast, Eternal! bid Thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna, Lord!& c. 5 So, in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall pass away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord!& c. R. Heber. S. M.( 2.) W charming is the place Unveils the beauties of His face, And sheds His love abroad! Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds His court. Here on the mercy- seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold Him sit, And smile on all around. 495 800 Here humble souls present To Him their prayers and cries; 0 He sees their grief, hears each complaint, And all their wants supplies. With praise those humble souls Receive what He imparts; He, in return, accepts with smiles The tribute of their hearts. 496 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Give me, O Lord, a place Within Thy blest abode; Among the children of Thy grace, The servants of my God. S. Stennett. 602 L. M.( 85.) TESUS, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy- seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And, going, take Thee to their home. 3 Kind Shepherd of Thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving Name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, To strengthen faith, and sweeten care, To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all Heaven before our eyes. 603 5 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear: O rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts Thine own! W. Cowper. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 235.) O! God is here! let us adore, dreadful place! Let all within us feel His power, And silent bow before His face; Who know His power, His grace who prove, Serve Him with awe, with reverence love. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 Lo! God is here! Him day and night Th' united choirs of angels sing; To Him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest praises bring; Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave, Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone; To Thee our will, soul, flesh, we give; O take, O seal them for Thine own! Thou art the God, Thou art the Lord; Be Thou by all Thy works adored! 4 Being of beings! may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill; Still may we stand before Thy face, Still hear and do Thy sovereign will; To Thee may all our thoughts arise, Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice. 497 5 In Thee we move: all things of Thee Are full, Thou Source and Life of all; Thou vast, unfathomable Sea! ( Fall prostrate, lost in wonder, fall, Ye sons of men, for God is man!) All may we lose, so Thee we gain. 6 As flowers their opening leaves display, And glad drink in the solar fire, So may we catch Thy every ray, 604 So may Thine influence us inspire; Thou Beam of the eternal Beam! Thou purging Fire, Thou quickening Flame. G. Tersteegen, tr. by J. Wesley. L. M.( 81.) Lo ORD of the Sabbath! hear our vows, On this Thy day, in this Thy house: And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from the desert rise. 2 I 498 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above; To that our labouring souls aspire, With ardent hope and strong desire. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 No more fatigue, no more distress; No guilt the conscience to oppress; No groans to mingle with the songs Resounding from immortal tongues: 4 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 5 O long- expected day begin! Dawn on these realms of woe and sin! Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God! P. Doddridge. 605 L. M.( 403.) MILLIO ILLIONS within Thy courts have met, Millions this day before Thee bowed; Their faces Zion- ward were set, Vows with their lips to Thee they vowed. 2 People of many a tribe and tongue, Men of strange colours, climates, lands, Have heard Thy truth, Thy glory sung, And offered prayer with holy hands. 3 Soon as the light of morning broke O'er island, continent, or deep, Thy far- spread family awoke, Sabbath all round the world to keep. 4 From east to west, the sun surveyed, From north to south, adoring throngs, And still, where evening stretched her shade, The stars came out to hear their songs. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 606 5 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To those in trouble Thou wert nigh; Not one hath sought Thy face in vain. 6 Yet one prayer more!-and be it one In which both heaven and earth accord; Fulfil Thy promise to Thy Son, Let all that breathe call Jesus, Lord. J. Montgomery. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 480.) 0 DAY of rest and gladness, O Day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright; On thee, the high and lowly, Through ages joined in tune, Sing" Holy, Holy, Holy," To the great God triune. 2 On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee, our Lord, victorious, The Spirit sent from heaven; And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given. 3 Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our Promised Land. 4 To- day on weary nations 499 The heavenly manna falls; 500 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where Gospel- light is glowing With pure and radiant beams; And living water flowing With soul- refreshing streams. 5 New graces ever gaining From this, our day of rest, We reach the Rest remaining To spirits of the blest; To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To Thee, Blest Three in One. C. Wordsworth. 607 L. M.( 97.) time The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung; Whom kings adored in song sublime, And prophets praised with glowing tongue; 2 Not now on Zion's height alone Thy favoured worshippers may dwell, Nor where at sultry noon Thy Son Sat weary by the patriarch's well; 3 From every place below the skies, The grateful song, the fervent prayer, The incense of the heart may rise To heaven, and find acceptance there. 4 To Thee shall age with snowy hair, And strength and beauty bend the knee; And childhood lisp, with reverent air, Its praises and its prayers to Thee. 5 O Thou, to Whom in ancient time The lyre of prophet bards was strung; To Thee at last, in every clime, Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. J. Pierpont. 608 66 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 501 12.10.12.10.( 638.) WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of " Oholiness!" Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim, With gold of obedience, and incense of lowliness, Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His Name! 2 Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness, High on His heart He will bear it for thee, Comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayerfulness, Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be. 3 Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine: Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness, These are the offerings to lay on His shrine. 4 These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness, He will accept for the Name that is dear; Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearfulness, Trust for our trembling, and hope for our fear. 5" O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!" Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience, and incense of lowliness, Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His Name! J. S. B. Monsell. 10.10.10.10.( 624.) 609 EVENING. AVIOUR, again to Thy dear Name we raise of praise; We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease, Then lowly kneeling wait Thy word of peace. 2 Grant us Thy peace through this approaching night; Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. 502 3 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way; With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon Thy Name. 4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorro rrow, and our stay in strife; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. J. Ellerton. 610 7.7.7.7.( 417.) SONGS CONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When He spake, and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose when He Captive led captivity! 3 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown that day; God will make new heavens, new earth; Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And can man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come? No: the Church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice, Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then, amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. J. Montgomery, 611 2 S. M.( 146.) ( PIRIT of faith, come down, SPIRIT Reveal the things of God; And make to us the Godhead known, And witness with the blood: ' Tis Thine the blood to apply, And give us eyes to see, That He Who did for sinners die, Hath surely died for me. 3 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless Thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word; Then, only then, we feel Our interest in His blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God!" 503 O that the world might know The all- atoning Lamb! Spirit of faith, descend, and show The virtue of His Name; The grace which all may find, The saving power impart; And testify to all mankind, And speak in every heart. 4 Inspire the living faith, Which whosoe'er receives, The witness in himself he hath, And consciously believes; 504 612 2 3 4 5 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. The faith that conquers all, And doth the mountain move, And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in love. C. or J. Wesley. S. M.( 20.) TAND up and bless the Lord, ; Stand up and bless the Lord your God With heart, and soul, and voice. Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear His holy Name, And laud and magnify? O for the living flame From His own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought! There, with benign regard, Our hymns He deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense, The spirit feels Him near. God is our strength and song, And His salvation ours; Then be His love in Christ proclaimed, With all our ransomed powers. Stand up and bless the Lord; The Lord your God adore; Stand up and bless His glorious Name, Henceforth for evermore. J. Montgomery. 613 L. M.( 99.) WEET is SWEnd sweet the sleep which follows pain, And sweetly steals the Sabbath rest Upon the world's work- wearied breast. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 505 2 Of heaven the sign, of earth the calm! The poor man's birthright, and his balm! God's witness of celestial things! A sun with healing in its wings. 3 New rising in this Gospel- time, And in its sevenfold light sublime, Blest day of God! we hail its dawn, To gratitude and worship drawn. 4 O nought of gloom and nought of pride Should with the sacred hours abide! At work for God in loved employ, We lose the duty in the joy. 5 Breathe on us, Lord! our sins forgive, And make us strong in faith to live: Our utmost, sorest need supply, And make us strong in faith to die. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) 614 W. M. Punshon. EVENING. SWE WEET Saviour! bless us ere we go; Thy Word into our minds instil; And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus! be our Light. 2 The day is done; its hours have run; And Thou hast taken count of all, The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day,& c. 3 Grant us, dear Lord! from evil ways True absolution and release; And bless us more than in past days With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day,& c. 506 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 4 Do more than pardon; give us joy, Sweet fear and sober liberty, And loving hearts without alloy, That only long to be like Thee: Through life's long day,& c. 5 Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled, And care is light, for Thou hast cared; Let not our works with self be soiled, Nor in unsimple ways ensnared. Through life's long day,& c. 6 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful,-unto Thee we call; O let Thy mercy make us glad: Thou art our Jesus and our All. Through life's long day,& c. 9.8.9.8.( 247.) F. W. Faber. 615 EVENING. THE day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended; To Thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. Bia 2 We thank Thee that Thy Church unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. 3 As o'er each continent and island The Dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. 4 The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren' neath the Western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. 616 5 So be it, Lord; Thy Throne shall never, Like earth's proud empires, pass away; Thy Kingdom stands, and grows for ever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway. J. Ellerton. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. C. M.( 25.) CLOSE OF SERVICE. THE Lord be with us as we bend His blessing to receive; His gift of Peace on us descend, Before His courts we leave. 2 The Lord be with us as we walk Along our homeward road; In silent thought or friendly talk Our hearts be near to God. 3 The Lord be with us till the night Enfold our day of rest; Be He of every heart the Light; Of every home the Guest. 617 2 4 The Lord be with us through the hours Of slumber calm and deep; Protect our homes, renew our powers, And guard His people's sleep. J. Ellerton. 507 S. M.( 7.) THIS is the day of Light: THIS Let there be light to- day! O Dayspring, rise upon our night, And chase its gloom away. This is the day of Rest: Our failing strength renew; On weary brain and troubled breast Shed Thou Thy freshening dew. 508 3 4 5 6 618 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. This is the day of Peace: Thy Peace our spirits fill! Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease, The waves of strife be still. This is the day of Prayer: Let earth to heaven draw near! Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there; Come down to meet us here. This is the day of BreadThe Bread which Thou wilt give: To- day for us Thy feast is spread, That hungering souls may live! This is the first of days: Send forth Thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Vanquisher of Death! J. Ellerton. C. M.( Chant 304.) THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours His own; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To- day He rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell; To- day the saints His triumphs spread, And all His wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son! Help us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from Thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord, Who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes, in God His Father's Name, To save our sinful race. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise; 619 The highest heavens in which He reigns Shall give Him nobler praise. I. Watts. 7.7.7.7.( 120.) Thy temple TLord, I love to worship there, When, within the veil, I meet Christ before the mercy- seat. 2 Thou, through Him, art reconciled; I, through Him, became Thy child; Abba, Father! give me grace, In Thy courts to seek Thy face! 3 While Thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord my Righteousness! 4 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love! to mine attend! Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads, Hear, for Jesus intercedes! 5 While I hearken to Thy law, Fill my soul with humble awe; Till Thy Gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 509 6 While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy Name, Through their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky! 7 From Thy house when I return, May my heart within me burn; And at evening let me say, I have walked with God to- day! J. Montgomery. 510 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 620 L. M.( 402.) EVENING. TE rose to day with anthems sweet, mercy- seat, And ere the darkness round us fell, We bade the grateful vespers swell. 2 Whate'er has risen from heart sincere, Each upward glance of filial fear, Each true resolve, each solemn vow, Jesus our Lord! accept them now. 30 let each following Sabbath yield For our loved work an ampler field, A sturdier hatred of the wrong, A stronger purpose to grow strong. 4 Whate'er beneath Thy searching eyes Has wrought to spoil our sacrifice, ' Mid this sweet stillness while we bow, Jesus our Lord! forgive us now. 5 And teach us erring souls to win, And hide their multitude of sin; To tread in Christ's long- suffering way, And grow more like Him day by day. 6 So as our Sabbaths hasten past, And rounding years bring nigh the last; When sinks the sun behind the hill, When all the weary wheels stand still; 7 When by our bed the loved ones weep, And death dews o'er the forehead creep, And vain is help or hope from men; Jesus our Lord! receive us then. W. M. Punshon. 621 S. M.( 352.) TELCOME, sweet day of rest, Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2 3 3 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. The King Himself comes near, And feasts His saints to- day; Here we may sit, and see Him here, And love, and praise, and pray. One day amidst the place Where Thou, my Lord, hast been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 622 I. Watts. WE 7.5.7.5.7.5.7.5.8.8.( 727.) THEN the weary, seeking rest, To Thy goodness flee; When the heavy- laden cast All their load on Thee; When the troubled, seeking peace, On Thy name shall call; When the sinner, seeking life, At Thy feet shall fall: Hear then, in love, O Lord, the cry In heaven Thy dwelling- place on high. When the worldling, sick at heart, Lifts his soul above; When the prodigal looks back To his Father's love; When the proud man, in his pride, Stoops to seek Thy face; When the burdened brings his guilt To Thy throne of grace: Hear then, in love,& c. 511 When the stranger asks a home, All his toils to end; When the hungry craveth food, And the poor a friend; 512 4 5 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. When the sailor on the wave Bows the suppliant knee: When the soldier on the field Lifts his heart to Thee: Hear then, in love,& c. When the man of toil and care In the city crowd; When the shepherd on the moor Names the Name of God; When the learnèd and the high, Tired of earthly fame, Upon higher joys intent, Name the blessèd Name: Hear then, in love,& c. When the child, with grave fresh lip, Youth or maiden fair; When the agèd, weak, and grey, Seek Thy face in prayer; When the widow weeps to Thee, Sad and lone and low; When the orphan brings to Thee All his orphan woe: Hear then, in love,& c. 623 When creation, in her pangs, Heaves her heavy groan; When Thy Salem's exiled sons Breathe their bitter moan; When Thy waiting, weeping Church, Looking for a home, Sendeth up her silent sigh, " Come, Lord Jesus, come!" Hear then, in love,& c. H. Bonar. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 436 or 636.) WITH gladness we worship, Rejoice as we sing, THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Free hearts and free voices How blessed to bring. The old thankful story Shall reach Thine abode, Thou King of all glory, Most bountiful God! 624 2 Thy right would we give Thee, True homage Thy due, And honour eternal The universe through: With all Thy creation, Earth, heaven, and sea, In one acclamation We celebrate Thee. 3 Renewed by Thy Spirit, Redeemed by Thy Son, Thy children revere Thee For all Thou hast done. O Father, returning To love and to light, Thy children are yearning To praise Thee aright. 4 We join with the angels, And so there is given, From earth, Hallelujah! In answer to heaven. Amen! be Thou glorious Below and above, Redeeming, victorious, And Infinite Love! G. Rawson. 7.7.4.4.7.7.7.4.4.7.( 518.) TORSHIP, and thanks, and blessing, And strength ascribe to Jesus! Jesus alone Defends His own, When earth and hell oppress us. 2 K 513 514 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Jesus with joy we witness Almighty to deliver; Our seals set to, That God is true, And reigns a King for ever. 2 Omnipotent Redeemer, Our ransomed souls adore Thee: Our Saviour Thou, We find it now, And give Thee all the glory. We sing Thine arm unshortened, Brought through our sore temptation; With heart and voice In Thee rejoice, The God of our salvation. 3 Thine arm hath safely brought us A way no more expected, Than when Thy sheep Passed through the deep, By crystal walls protected. Thy glory was our rear- ward, Thine hand our lives did cover, And we, even we, Have passed the sea, And marched triumphant over. 4 The world, and Satan's malice, Thou, Jesus, hast confounded; And, by Thy grace, With songs of praise Our happy souls resounded. Accepting our deliverance, We triumph in Thy favour, And for the love Which now we prove, Shall praise Thy Name for ever. C. Wesley. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 515 ( 2.) Select Psalms. C. M.( Chant 315.) 625 PSALM VIII. 0 LORD, how good, how great art Thou, In heaven and earth the same! There angels at Thy footstool bow, Here babes Thy grace proclaim. 2 When glorious in the nightly sky Thy moon and stars I see, O what is man! I wondering cry, To be so loved by Thee! 3 To him Thou hourly deign'st to give New mercies from on high; Didst quit Thy throne with him to live, For him in pain to die. TSO 4 Close to Thine own bright seraphim His favoured path is trod; And all beside are serving him, That he may serve his God. 5 O Lord, how good, how great art Thou, In heaven and earth the same! There angels at Thy footstool bow, Here babes Thy grace proclaim. H. F. Lyte. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 241.) PSALM IX. THEE will I praise with all my heart, And tell mankind how good Thou art, How marvellous Thy works of grace; Thy Name I will in songs record, And joy and glory in my Lord, Extolled above all thanks and praise. 626 2 The Lord will save His people here; In times of need their Help is near, To all by sin and hell oppressed; 516 And they that know Thy name will trust In Thee, who to Thy promise just Hast never left a soul distressed. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 The Lord is by His judgments known; He helps His poor afflicted one, His sorrows all He bears in mind; The mourner shall not always weep, Who sows in tears in joy shall reap, With grief who seek with joy shall find. 4 A helpless soul that looks to Thee Is sure at last Thy face to see, And all Thy goodness to partake; The sinner who for Thee doth grieve, And longs, and labours to believe, Thou never, never wilt forsake. 627 2 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) PSALM XI. Y trust is in the Lord, can C. Wesley. Why bid me like a bird Before the fowler flee? The Lord is on His heavenly throne, And He will shield and save His own. The wicked may assail, The Tempter sorely try, All earth's foundations fail, All nature's springs be dry; Yet God is in His holy shrine, And I am strong while He is mine. His flock to Him is dear, 3 He watches them from high; He sends them trials here To fit them for the sky: But safely will He tend and keep The humblest, feeblest, of His sheep. 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 628 His foes a season here May triumph and prevail; But ah! the hour is near When all their hopes must fail: While, like the sun, His saints shall rise, And shine with Him above the skies. H. F. Lyte. C. M.( Chant 303.) PSALM XVIII. O GOD, my strength and fortitude, In truth I will love Thee; Thou art my refuge and defence In my necessity. 2 When I, beset with pain and grief, Prayed to my God for grace; Forthwith my God heard my complaint Out of His holy place. 3 The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky. 4 On cherub and on cherubim Full royally He rode; And on the wings of all the winds Came flying all abroad. 517 5 He brought me forth in open place, That so I might be free; And kept me safe, because He had A favour unto me. 6 Unspotted are the ways of God, His word is truly tried; He is a sure defence to such As in His ways abide. T. Sternhold. 518 629 4 5 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 141.) ANOTHER. THOM should we love like Thee, WHOM Our God, our Guide, our King, The tower to which we flee, The rock to which we cling? O for a thousand tongues to show The mercies which to Thee we owe. 89 The storm upon us fell, The floods around us rose; The depths of death and hell Seemed on our souls to close. To God we cried in strong despair, He heard, and came to help our prayer. He came, the King of kings, He bowed the sable sky; And on the tempest's wings Walked down serene from high. The earth beneath His footsteps shook, The mountains quaked at His rebuke. Above the storm He stood, And awed it to repose; He drew us from the flood, And scattered all our foes. He set us in a spacious place, And there upholds us by His grace. Whom should we love like Thee, Our God, our Guide, our King, The tower to which we flee, The rock to which we cling? O for a thousand tongues to show The mercies which to Thee we owe. H. F. Lyte. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 630 Lipt 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) PSALM XIX. THE heavens declare His glory; Each day repeats the story, And night to night replies. Their silent proclamation Throughout the earth is heard; 180. The record of creation, The page of nature's word. 1881 2 There, from his bright pavilion, Like eastern bridegroom clad, Hailed by earth's thousand million The sun sets forth: right glad His glorious race commencing, The mighty giant seems; Through the vast round dispensing His all- pervading beams. 519 3 So pure, so soul- restoring Is truth's diviner ray; A brighter radiance pouring Than all the pomp of day; The wanderer surely guiding, eda 0 It makes the simple wise; And evermore abiding, Unfailing joy supplies. 4 Thy word is richer treasure Than lurks within the mine; And daintiest fare less pleasure Yields, than this food divine. How wise each kind monition! Led by Thy counsels, Lord, How safe the saints' condition! How great is their reward! 5 But past transgressions pain me; Lord, cleanse my heart within; 520 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. And evermore restrain me From all presumptuous sin; So let my whole behaviour, Thoughts, words, and actions be, O God, my strength and Saviour, Acceptable to Thee. J. Conder. L. M.( 84.) 631 ANOTHER. THE THE heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, In every star Thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold Thy word, We read Thy Name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days Thy power confess; But the blest volume Thou hast writ, Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when Thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world Thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise! Bless the dark world with heavenly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renewed, and sins forgiven; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make Thy word my guide to heaven. 1. Watts. L. M.( 100.) ANOTHER. THE spacious firmament on high, sky, 632 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth: 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What, though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What, though no real voice or sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found; 633 521 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, " The hand that made us is Divine." J. Addison. 7.6.7.6.7.7.( 164 or 470.) PSALM XX. N the day of thy distress, In the hour when dangers press, Jacob's God be near thee! Send thee from His holy place, Timely aid or strengthening grace! 522 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. May thy prayers and offerings rise, By thy God recorded! Thine oblations reach the skies, Graciously rewarded! Granted be thy heart's request; All thy purposes be blest! 3 Thy success our hearts shall cheer; We with glad acclaim Will our grateful trophies rear In Jehovah's Name.daikt Go beneath His guardian care, And the Lord fulfil thy prayer! 634 4 Vain the despot's haughty boasts, Fleets or martial forces; Be our trust the God of Hosts, Heavenly our resources. Theirs shall be defeat and shame; We shall triumph in Thy Name. J. Conder. C. M.( Chant 321.) PSALM XXIII. Y Shepherd will supply my need, In pastures fresh He makes me feed Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back When I forsake His ways, And leads me, for His mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay; A word of Thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows; Thine oil anoints my head. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days; O may Thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise! 6 There would I find a settled rest, While others go and come; No more a stranger, or a guest, But like a child at home. 635 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 236.) I. Watts. 388 ANOTHER. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye: My noon- day walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 523 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy presence shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden green and herbage crowned; And streams shall murmur all around. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still: Thy friendly hand shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. J. Addison. 524 636 2 3 4 5 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. S. M. ( Chant 258.) ANOTHER. THE Lord my Shepherd is, Since He is mine and I am His, What can I want beside? He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim; And guides me in His own right way For His most holy name. 637 My Shepherd's with me there. In sight of all my foes Thou dost my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of Thy love Shall crown my following days; Nor from Thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak Thy praise. While He affords His aid, I cannot yield to fear; Though I should walk through death's dark shade, C. M.( Chant 320.) ANOTHER. asa I. Watts. THE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want, lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 My soul He doth restore again, And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for His own Name's sake. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill: For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes: My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me, And in God's house for evermore My dwelling- place shall be. L. M.( 97.) PSALM XXIV. THE THE earth with all her fulness owns Jehovah for her sovereign Lord; The countless myriads of her sons Rose into being at His word. 638 525 Scotch Version. 2 His word did out of nothing call The world, and founded all that is; Launched on the floods this solid ball, And fixed it in the floating seas. 3 But who shall quit this low abode, Who shall ascend the heavenly place, And stand upon the mount of God, And see his Maker face to face? 4 The man whose hands and heart are clean That blessèd portion shall receive; Whoe'er by grace is saved from sin, Hereafter shall in glory live. 526 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 He shall obtain the starry crown; And, numbered with the saints above, The God of his salvation own, The God of his salvation love. L. M.( 80.) SECOND PART. UR Lord is risen from the dead! up on high! The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky; 2 There His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way! 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the ethereal scene; He claims these mansions as His right; Receive the King of Glory in! 880 639 C. or J. Wesley. 4 Who is this King of Glory? Who? The Lord that all our foes o'ercame; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way! 6 Who is this King of Glory? Who? The Lord, of glorious power possessed: The King of saints, and angels too; God over all, for ever blessed! C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( Chant 304.) PSALM XXVII. THE Lord of glory is my light, 640 God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 One privilege my heart desires: O grant me an abode Among the churches of Thy saints, The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see Thy beauty still; Shall hear Thy messages of love, And there inquire Thy will. 641 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may His children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around; And songs of joy and victory Within Thy temple sound. 2 240 527 Ear( I. Watts. S. M.( 9.) PSALM XXXI. MY Best Saviour, I recline; spirit on Thy Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love divine. In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly_rest; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count Thy choice the best. Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform: Safe in Thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 528 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee. out H. F. Lyte. C. M.( Chant 302.) 642 PSALM XXXIV. THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of His deliverance I'll boast, Till all that are distressed, From mine example comfort take, And soothe their griefs to rest. 3 O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His name; When in distress to Him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 O make but trial of His love, Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who in His truth confide! 5 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you His service your delight, He'll make your wants His care. L. M.( 401.) PSALM XXXVI. Tate and Brady. 643 H TIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 529 2 For ever firm Thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of Thy hands: Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast Thy bounty share; The whole creation is Thy charge, But saints are Thy peculiar care. 4 My God, how excellent Thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort spring, The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of Thy wing. 5 From the provisions of Thy house. We shall be fed with sweet repast; Where mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord, And in Thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in Thy word. I. Watts. 644 L. M.( 398.) PSALM XXXIX. Teach me the measure of my days, Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to Thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span; A little point my life appears: How frail, at best, is dying man! How vain are all his hopes and fears! 3 Vain his ambition, noise, and show; Vain are the cares which rack his mind: He heaps up treasures, mixed with woe, And dies, and leaves them all behind. 2 L 530 4 O be a nobler portion mine! My God, I bow before Thy throne: Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on Thee alone. A. Steele. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. C. M.( 40.) PSALM XLII. S pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, And Thy refreshing grace. 645 2 For Thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine: O when shall I behold Thy face, Thou Majesty divine? 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still, and thou shalt sing The praise of Him Who is thy God, Thy health's eternal spring. 4 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 646 Tate and Brady. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) PSALM XLV. Y heart is full of Christ, and longs Of Him I make my loftier songs, I cannot from His praise forbear; My ready tongue makes haste to sing The glories of my heavenly King. 2 Fairer than all the earth- born race, Perfect in comeliness Thou art: THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 647 531 Replenished are Thy lips with grace, And full of love Thy tender heart: God ever blest! we bow the knee, And own all fulness dwells in Thee. 3 Gird on Thy thigh the Spirit's sword, And take to Thee Thy power divine; Stir up Thy strength, almighty Lord, All power and majesty are Thine: Assert Thy worship and renown; O all- redeeming God, come down! 4 Come, and maintain Thy righteous cause, And let Thy glorious toil succeed; Dispread the victory of Thy cross, Ride on, and prosper in Thy deed: Through earth triumphantly ride on, And reign in every heart alone. C. or J. Wesley. c. M.( Chant 298.) PSALM XLVI. YOD is our Refuge, tried and proved, U Amid a stormy world; We will not fear, though earth be moved, And hills in ocean hurled. 2 The waves may roar, the mountains shake, Our comforts shall not cease; The Lord His saints will not forsake; The Lord will give us peace. 3 A gentle stream of hope and love To us shall ever flow; It issues from His Throne above, It cheers His Church below. 4 When earth and hell against us came, He spake, and quelled their powers; The Lord of Hosts is still the same, The God of grace is ours. H. F. Lyte. 532 648 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 7.7.7.7.( 108.) PSALM XLVII. LAP your hands, ye people all, Lift your voice, and shout His praise, Triumph in His sovereign grace! 2 Glorious is the Lord most High, Terrible in majesty; He His sovereign sway maintains, King o'er all the earth He reigns. 3 Jesus is gone up on high, Takes His seat above the sky: Shout the angel- choirs aloud, Echoing to the trump of God. 4 Sons of earth, the triumph join, k Praise Him with the host divine; Emulate the heavenly powers, Their victorious Lord is ours. 5 Shout the God enthroned above, Trumpet forth His conquering love; Praises to our Jesus sing, Praises to our glorious King! 6 Power is all to Jesus given, Power o'er hell, and earth, and heaven! Power He now to us imparts; Praise Him with believing hearts. 7 Wonderful in saving power, 649 Him let all our hearts adore; Earth and heaven repeat the cry ,Glory be to God most High!” S. M.( 349.) PSALM XLVIII. - C. or J. Wesley. And let His praise be great; 3 2 These temples of His grace, How beautiful they stand! The honour of our native place, And bulwark of our land. 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. He makes His churches His abode, His most delightful seat. In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress; How bright has His salvation shone, Through all her palaces! In every new distress We'll to His house repair; 650 128 We'll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. 1. Watts. L. M.( 79.) PSALM LI. SHOW CHOW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in Thee? 533 2 My sins, though great, do not surpass The power and glory of Thy grace: Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, So let Thy pardoning love be found. 3 0 wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here, on my heart, the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips, with shame, my sins confess Against Thy law, against Thy grace: Lord, should Thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but Thou art clear. 534 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round Thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. I. Watts. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 651 L. M.( 79.) SECOND PART. 0 THOU that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from Thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin; Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, W Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without Thy light, Cast out and banished from Thy sight; Thy holy joys, my God, restore; 038 Uphold me, that I fall no more. 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. Jou 5 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns Thy dreadful sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. 6 Then will I teach the world Thy ways, Sinners shall learn Thy saving grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 7 O may Thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be then my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord my strength and righteousness. I. Watts. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 535 quordt L. M.( 77.) 652 PSALM LXIII. G¹ YREAT God, indulge my humble claim, Be Thou my hope, my joy, my rest: The glories that compose Thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; e And I am Thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With fainting heart, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water- brook. 4 Should I from Thee, my God, remove, Life could no lasting bliss afford; My joy, the sense of pardoning love, My guard, the presence of my Lord. 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise: This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the circle of my days. I. Watts. 653 L. M.( 91.) ANOTHER. GOD, Thou art my God alone; Early to Thee my soul shall cry: A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 2 O that it were as it hath been! When, praying in the holy place, Thy power and glory I have seen, And marked the footsteps of Thy grace! 536 3 Yet, through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on Thee, my God: Thy hand unseen upholds my ways: I safely tread where Thou hast trod: 4 Thee, in the watches of the night, When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light; Thy guardian wings are round my head. 5 Better than life itself, Thy love; Dearer than all beside to me; For whom have I in Heaven above, Or what on earth, compared to Thee? 6 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all Thy mercy I will give; My soul shall still in God rejoice, My tongue shall bless Thee while I live. J. Montgomery. 654 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 165.) PSALM LXV. A HARVEST THANKSGIVING. FULL ULL of providential love, Thou dost Thy sons sustain, Send Thy blessings from above In earth- enriching rain; From Thy river in the skies Streams through airy channels flow, a Bid the springing corn arise, And cheer the world below. Kindly do the showers distil, Taught by the art of God, All the settled furrows fill, And soften every clod; Thou the acceptable year Dost with smiling plenty crown; Clouds the treasured fatness bear And drop in blessings down. 3 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 537 Springs the watered wilderness Into a fruitful field; Earth her hundred- fold increase Doth at Thy bidding yield; Hills and vales with praises ring, Joy ascends to heaven above; Laugh the harvesters, and sing The bounteous God of love. 655 L. M.( 81.) ANOTHER. 888 C. Wesley. in Zion waits; temple gates; Prayer shall besiege Thy All flesh shall to Thy throne repair, And find, through Christ, salvation there. 2 Our spirits faint; our sins prevail; Leave not our trembling hearts to fail: O Thou that hearest prayer, descend, And still be found the sinner's Friend. 3 How blest Thy saints! how safely led! How surely kept! how richly fed! Saviour of all in earth and sea, How happy they who rest in Thee! 4 Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills, Thy voice the troubled ocean stills; And earth Thy bounty wide displays. 5 The year is with Thy goodness crowned; Thy clouds drop wealth the world around; Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing, And Nature smiles, and owns her King. 6 Lord, on our souls Thy Spirit pour: The moral waste within restore: O let Thy love our spring- tide be, And make us all bear fruit to Thee. H. F. Lyte. 538 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 506.) PSALM LXVII. GOD OD of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of Thy face, Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, Fill Thy Church with light divine; And Thy saving health extend Unto earth's remotest end. 656 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord, Be by all that live adored; Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King; At Thy feet their tribute pay, And Thy holy will obey. 3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord; Earth shall then her fruits afford; God to man His blessing give, Man to God devoted live; All below and all above One in joy and light and love. 657 L. M.( 396.) PSALM LXXII. #g H. F. Lyte. The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, Extend His power, exalt His throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes His hands, All heaven submits to His commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With power He vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; His worship and His fear shall last Till hours and years and time be past. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall He send His influence down; His grace on fainting souls distils Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. ea 5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at His first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in His days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river, from His throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 1. Watts. L. M.( 85.) SECOND PART. ESUS shall reign where'er the sun Doth his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 658 539 2 For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His Head; His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose His chains; The weary find eternal rest, da bak And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 540 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 6 Let every creature rise, and bring Peculiar honours to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen! 659 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 162.) 1. Watts. ANOTHER. TAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succour speedy, To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in His sight. 830 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth: Before Him, on the mountains, Shall Peace, the herald, go; And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. 4 Arabia's desert- ranger To Him shall bow the knee; The Ethiopian stranger His glory come to see; Fill THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. With offerings of devotion, Ships from the Isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at His feet. 5 Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing; For He shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion, Or dove's light wing, can soar. D 6 For Him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows, ascend; His Kingdom still increasingA Kingdom without end: The mountain- dews shall nourish A seed, in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, And shake like Lebanon. 7 O'er every foe victorious, He on His throne shall rest; From age to age more glorious, All- blessing and all- blest: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove: His name shall stand for ever; That name to us is Love. 660 J. Montgomery. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) PSALM LXXVII. IN time of tribulation, ble cries: 541 With humble supplication, To Thee my spirit flies. 54² THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. My heart with grief is breaking; Scarce can my voice complain; Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, Still watch and weep in vain. 2 The days of old, in vision, Bring vanished bliss to view: The years of lost fruition Their joys in pangs renew: Remembered songs of gladness, Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, And stir desponding thought. 3 Hath God cast off for ever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy, never Shall I presume to share? Hath He His loving- kindness Shut up in endless wrath? No! this is mine own blindness That cannot see His path. 4 I call to recolection The years of His right hand; And strong in His protection, Again through faith I stand. Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder; Holy are all Thy ways: The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth Thy praise. 5 Thee, with the tribes assembled, O God, the billows saw; They saw Thee, and they trembled, Turned, and stood still with awe: The clouds shot hail- they lightened; The earth reeled to and fro; The fiery pillar brightened The gulf of gloom below. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 6 Thy way is in great waters: Thy footsteps are not known: Let Adam's sons and daughters Confide in Thee alone. Through the wild sea Thou leddest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the waves Thou treadest, And Thy redeemed pass o'er. 661 J. Montgomery. 5.5.5.5.6.5.6.5.( 122.) PSALM LXXXIV. [ OW honoured, how dear, That sacred abode, Where Christians draw near Their Father and God! ' Mid worldly commotion, My wearied soul faints For the house of devotion, The home of Thy saints. 2 The birds have their home; They fix on their nest; Wherever they roam, They return to their rest; From them fondly learning, My soul would take wing; To Thee so returning, My God and my King. 543 3 O happy the choirs Who praise Thee above; What joy tunes their lyres! Their worship is love. Yet, safe in Thy keeping, And happy they be, In this world of weeping, Whose strength is in Thee. 288 OFT 544 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 4 Though rugged their way, They drink, as they go, Of springs that convey New life as they flow: The God they rely on Their strength shall renew, Till each, brought to Zion, Hin His glory shall view. 5 Thou Hearer of prayer, Still grant me a place, Where Christians repair To the courts of Thy grace. More blest beyond measure One day so employed, Than years of vain pleasure By worldlings enjoyed. 6 The Lord is a sun; The Lord is a shield: What grace has begun, With glory is sealed. He hears th' distressèd, 662 He succours the just, d And they shall be blessed Who make Him their trust. L. M.( 77.) J. Conder. ANOTHER. TOW pleasant, how divinely fair, With long desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of Thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in Thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God; My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys and Thee? are! THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high Around Thy throne of majesty: Ini Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of Thy grace; Where they behold Thy gentler rays, And seek Thy face and learn Thy praise. 5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their Helper, God. 6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length; Till all before Thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. I. Watts, 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 140.) 663 3 ANOTHER. How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thy earthly temples are! To Thine abode my heart aspires With warm desires to see my God. O happy souls that pray 2 Where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their constant service there! They praise Thee still; and happy they That love the way to Zion's hill. 545 They go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears: 2 M 546 4 O glorious seat, when God our King& Shall thither bring our willing feet! A THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. To spend one sacred day, w Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy ent Than thousand days beside: Where God resorts, I love it more W To keep the door, than shine in courts. of 4 God is our Sun and Shield, Our Light and our Defence; With gifts His hands are filled; bod We draw our blessings thence; T He shall bestow on Jacob's race Peculiar grace and glory too. 5 hoor 664 I. Watts. ni niot bat 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 507, repeating the first couplet.) 888 ANOTHER. PLEASANT are Thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleasant are Thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. O my spirit longs and faints For the fellowship of saints, For the brightness of Thy face, King of glory, God of grace! 2 Happy birds, that sing and fly Round Thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father's breast; Like the wandering dove that found No repose on earth around, They can to their Ark repair, And enjoy it ever there. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 547 3 Happy souls! their praises flow d Even in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies. On they go from strength to strength, Till they reach Thy throne at length, At Thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 880 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win! Guide me through a world of sin; Keep me by Thy saving grace; Give me at Thy side a place: Sun and Shield alike Thou art, Guide and guard my erring heart; Grace and glory flow from Thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me. H. F. Lyte. C. M.( Chant 302.) PSALM LXXXV. THE Lord will come and not be slow, THis footsteps cannot err; Before Him righteousness shall go, His royal harbinger. 665 2 Mercy and truth, that long were missed, Now joyfully are met; Sweet peace and righteousness have kissed, And hand in hand are set. 3 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, Shall bud and blossom then; And Justice, from her heavenly bower, Look down on mortal men. 4 Rise, Lord, judge Thou the earth in might, This longing earth redress; F Thou art He Who shall by right The nations all possess. 548 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 The nations all whom Thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before Thee, Lord, And glorify Thy Name. 6 For great Thou art, and wonders great, By Thy strong hand are done; Thou, in Thine everlasting seat, Remainest God alone. J. Milton. C. M.( Chant 306.) 666 PSALM XC. O in Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home: 2 Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. W 4 A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downwards by the flood, And lost in following years. 6 Time, like an ever- rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 70 God, our help in ages past, A Our hope for years to come, Be Thou our Guard while life shall last, And our eternal home! 1. Watts. 667 549 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) PSALM XCI. CALL NALL Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; In His secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismayed; There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safety there. 2 From the sword at noon- day wasting, From the noisome pestilence In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence; Fear thou not the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow; Mercy shall thy soul deliver Though ten thousand be laid low. 900 3 Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of His protection, He will shield thee from above: Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. J. Montgomery. 668 L. M.( 399.) PSALM XCII. WEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing, 550 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless His works, and bless His word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep Thy counsels! how divine! 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head. 5 Then shall I see and hear and know All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. I. Watts. 7.6.7.6.( 471.) PSALM XCIII. THE Lord is King, and weareth A robe of glory bright: He clothed with strength appeareth, And girt with powerful might. 669 2 The earth He hath so grounded That moved it cannot be; His throne long since was founded; More old than time is He. 3 The waters highly flowed, And raised their voice, O Lord; The seas their fury showèd, And loud their billows roared. 670 2 3 4 But God in strength excelleth Strong seas and powerful deeps; With Him all pureness dwelleth, And firm His truth He keeps. G. Wither. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. S.M.( 345.) PSALM XCV. COME OME, sound His praise abroad, s And hymns of glory sing! Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. de He formed the deeps unknown; He gave the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all His own, And all the solid ground. yot ha Come, worship at His throne; Come, bow before the Lord: We are His works, and not our own; He formed us by His word. 671 4 To- day attend His voice, Nor dare provoke His rod; Come, as the people of His choice, And own your gracious God. 551 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) PSALM XCVI. bod I. Watts. Through each kindred, tribe, and tongue, To her God His praise restoring, Raise the new accordant song. Bless His name, each farthest nation; vol Sing His praise, His truth display: Tell anew His high salvation With each new return of day. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 552 2 Tell it out beneath the heaven, To each kindred, tribe, and tongue, Tell it out from morn till even In your unexhausted song: Tell that God for ever reigneth, He, who set the world so fast, He, who still its state sustaineth Till the day of doom to last. 3 Tell them that the day is coming When that righteous doom shall be: Then shall heaven new joys illumine, Gladness shine o'er earth and sea. Yea, the far- resounding ocean Shall its thousand voices raise, All its waves in glad commotion Chant the fulness of His praise. ora 4 And earth's fields, with herbs and flowers, Shall put on their choice array, And in all their leafy bowers Shall the woods keep holyday: When the Judge, to earth descending, Righteous judgment shall ordain, Fraud and wrong shall then have ending, Truth, immortal truth, shall reign. E. Churton. C. M.( Chant 314.) 672 PSALM XCVIII. ΤΟΥ OY to the world! the Lord is come; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns; Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love. 673 I. Watts. 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 564.) PSALM XCIX. OD the Lord is King- before Him, Earth, with all Thy nations, wait! Where the cherubim adore Him, Sitteth He in royal state: He is holy; Blessed, only Potentate! 2 God the Lord is King of glory, Zion, tell the world His fame; Ancient Israel, the story Of His faithfulness proclaim: He is holy; Holy is His awful name. 553 3 In old times when dangers darkened, When, invoked by priest and seer, To His people's cry He hearkened; Answered them in all their fear: He is holy; As they called, they found Him near. 4 Laws divine to them were spoken From the pillar of the cloud; Sacred precepts, quickly broken! Fiercely then His vengeance flowed: He is holy; To the dust their hearts were bowed. ara 554 5 But their Father God forgave them& When they sought His face once more; Ever ready was to save them, Tenderly did He restore: THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. He is holy; We, too, will His grace implore. 6 God in Christ is all forgiving, Waits His mercy to fulfil: Come, exalt Him, all the living; Come, ascend His Zion, still! He is holy; Worship at His holy hill. 674 L. M.( 88.) PSALM C. G. Rawson. ºn STO Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. 2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make; We are His flock, He doth us feed; And for His sheep He doth us take. 3 O enter, then, His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. 675 L. M.( 81.) ANOTHER. DEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, W. Kethe. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. 3 We are His people, we His care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name? 4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command; Vast as eternity Thy love; la Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. I. Watts. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) PSALM CI. 1. MY To Thee, O Y song shall be of mercy; ord, I sing; Who all my life hast hid me Beneath Thy sheltering wing: Who still, in love so patient, This mortal journey through, Hast followed me with goodness, And blessings ever new. 676 555 2 My song shall be of judgment; All- wise and holy God, TTO Thou makest all Thy children O To pass beneath the rod: Thou scourgest them Thou lovest, And oh, my soul shall tell m 556 2 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. That when Thy stroke is sorest HORA Thou doest all things well. 3 My song shall be of mercy; Come, ye who love the Lord, Who know that He is gracious, Who trust His faithful word; Tell out His works with gladness, With me exalt His name, Whose love endures for ever, To endless years the same. 4 My song shall be of judgment; Ye, who His chastenings feel, O faint not, nor be weary; He wounds that He may heal: buz. Yea, bless the hand that smiteth, And in your grief confess That all His ways are wisdom, And truth, and righteousness. 5 Of mercy and of judgment To Thee, O Lord, we sing; O Father, Son, and Spirit! O great eternal King! For only Thou art holy, 677 For Thou art Lord alone; And mercy still and judgment Are pillars of Thy throne. S. M.( 345.) PSALM CIII. ara O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. H. Downton. BLESS the Lord, my soul, Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless His Name Whose favours are divine. 0 3 4 5 6 ' Tis He forgives thy sins, ' Tis He relieves thy pain, ' Tis He that heals thy sicknesses And makes thee young again. He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. He fills the poor with good, He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. His wondrous works and ways 678 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. He made by Moses known; But sent the world His truth and grace By His beloved Son. I. Watts. 2 3 4 S. M.( 14.) SECOND PART. Y soul, repeat His praise so Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 557 His power subdues our sins; And His forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. The pity of the Lord To those that fear His Name, Is such as tender parents feel; He knows our feeble frame. 558 5 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. But Thy compassions, Lord, H To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. H I. Watts. 8.7.8.7.4.7.( 557.) 679 ANOTHER. PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven; To Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who like me His praise should sing? Praise Him! praise Him! Praise the everlasting King! 2 Praise Him for His grace and favour, TO To our fathers in distress; Praise Him, still the same for ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless. Praise Him! praise Him! Glorious in His faithfulness! 3 Father- like He tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame He knows; In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes: Praise Him! praise Him! Widely as His mercy flows! 4 Frail as summer's flower we flourish; Blows the wind, and it is gone; But, while mortals rise and perish, God endures unchanging on: Praise Him! praise Him! Praise the high eternal One! THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 559 5 Angels, help us to adore Him, Ye behold Him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before Him, Dwellers all in time and space, Praise Him! praise Him! Praise with us the God of grace! H. F. Lyte. 680 10.10.11.11.( 122.) PSALM CIV. 0 WORSHIP the King, All glorious above; O gratefully sing His power and His love: Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendour, And girded with praise. 2 O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space; Whose chariots of wrath Deep thunder- clouds form; Hot m And dark is His path On the wings of the storm. 3 The earth, with its store Of wonders untold, Almighty, Thy power Hath founded of old;" Hath stablished it fast By a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, It shines in the light; It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, Nor find Thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender, How firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend! 6 O measureless Might! Ineffable Love! While angels delight To hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, Though feeble their lays, With true adoration Shall lisp to Thy praise. Sir R. Grant. 560 L. M.( 402.) PSALM CVI. 0 RENDER thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love, Whose mercy firm through ages past Hath stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can His mighty deeds express, Not only vast but numberless? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise? 681 QUE THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 Extend to me that favour, Lord, Thou to Thy chosen dost afford: When Thou return'st to set them free, Let Thy salvation visit me. 4 O may I worthy prove to see Thy saints in full prosperity! That I the joyful choir may join, ba And count Thy people's triumph mine. 682 5 Let Israel's God be ever blest, His name eternally confessed; Let all His saints with full accord In solemn hymns proclaim their Lord. 080 0 C. M.( Chant 302.) HOW OW Tate and Brady. PSALM CVII. are Thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. NEW 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will; The sea that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we adore; We praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 6 Our life, while Thou preservest life, A sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee. 683 J. Addison. 14 7.7.7.7.( 417.) Inge 14 till PSALM CXIII. Ils bak TALLELUJAH! Raise, O raise song of praise: All His servants join to sing 288 God our Saviour and our King. HATo our God the 561 2 Blessèd be for evermore That dread name which we adore: Round the world His praise be sung, Through all lands, in every tongue. 3 O'er all nations God alone, d Higher than the heavens His throne; Who is like to God most high, Infinite in majesty? 4 Yet to view the heavens He bends; Yea, to earth He condescends; Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate. 2 N 562 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 He can raise the poor to stand With the princes of the land: Wealth upon the needy shower; Set the meanest high in power. 6 He the broken spirit cheers; Turns to joy the mourner's tears; Such the wonders of His ways; Praise His name- for ever praise. 684 J. Conder. L. M.( 401.) PSALM CXVI. 7-9. Y soul, through my Redeemer's care, My eyes from tears of dark despair, My feet from falling into hell. 2 Wherefore to Him my feet shall run, My eyes on His perfections gaze, My soul shall live for God alone, And all within me shout His praise. C. Wesley. 685 C. M.( 46.) PSALM CXVI. 12, 13. OR mercies, countless as the sands, FWhich daily I receive From Jesus my Redeemer's hands, My soul, what canst Thou give? 2 Alas! from such a heart as mine What can I bring Him forth? My best is stained and dyed with sin, My all is nothing worth. 3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make For all He has bestowed; Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, And call upon my God. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 4 The best return for one like me, So wretched and so poor, Is from His gifts to draw a plea, And ask Him still for more. L. M.( 88.) 686 PSALM CXVII. DROM all that dwell below the skies FR Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's Name be sung Through every land, by every tongue! 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord! Eternal truth attends Thy Word; L. M.( 399.) PSALM CXXI. TP to the hills I lift mine eyes, 687 W. Cowper. Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. I. Watts. 563 888 skies; Thence all her help my soul derives, There mine Almighty Refuge lives. 4 Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest; Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise. 2 He lives, the Everlasting God, That built the world, that spread the flood; The heavens with all their hosts He made, And the dark regions of the dead. 3 He guides our feet, He guards our way; His morning smiles bless all the day; He spreads the evening veil, and keeps The silent hours while Israel sleeps. odo 564 5 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return, Safe in the Lord; His heavenly care Defends thy life from every snare. I. Watts. 688 2 3 4 5 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 6.6.8.6.6.8.( 147.) PSALM CXXII. TOW pleased and blest was I cry" Come, let us seek our God to- day!" T Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honours pay. anus T Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, 888 And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear, To pray and praise and hear The sacred Gospel's joyful sound. There David's greater Son Has fixed His royal throne, He sits for grace and judgment there; He bids the saint be glad, He makes the sinner sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest! The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest. My tongue repeats her vows, 66 Peace to this sacred house!" For there my friends and kindred dwell; 689 hover 2 3 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. And since my glorious God, Makes His abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. ea I. Watts. 5 6 THO in S. M.( 19.) PSALM CXXV. And feel His sprinkled blood, In storms and hurricanes abide Firm as the mount of God. Steadfast, and fixed, and sure, His Zion cannot move; His faithful people stand secure, In Jesu's guardian love. As round Jerusalem The hilly bulwarks rise, So God protects and covers them From all their enemies. On every side He stands, And for His Israel cares; And safe in His almighty hands Their souls for ever bears. 565 But let them still abide In Thee, all- gracious Lord, Till every soul is sanctified And perfectly restored. lea The men of heart sincere Continue to defend; And do them good, and save them here, And love them to the end. C. or J. Wesley. 566 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 239.) PSALM CXXVI. 5, 6. NOMFORT, ye ministers of Comfort My people, saith your God! Ye soon shall see His smiling face, 088 His golden sceptre, not His rod, And own, when now the cloud's removed, He only chastened whom He loved. boold 690 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 Who sow in tears, in joy shall reap; The Lord shall comfort all that mourn; Who now go on their way and weep, With joy they doubtless shall return, And bring their sheaves with vast increase, And have their fruit to holiness. C. or J. Wesley. 691 C. M.( Chant 308.) PSALM CXXX. UT of the depth of self- despair, To Thee, O Lord, I cry; My misery mark, attend my prayer, And bring salvation nigh. 2 If Thou art rigorously severe, Who may the test abide? isd Where shall the man of sin appear, Or how be justified? 3 But oh! forgiveness is with Thee, That sinners may adore, With filial fear Thy goodness see, And never grieve Thee more. 4 My soul, while still to Him it flies, Prevents the morning ray: O that His mercy's beams would rise, And bring the gospel day! THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 Ye faithful souls, confide in God, Mercy with Him remains, Redemption full, through Jesu's blood, To wash out all your stains. 6 His Israel Himself shall clear, From all their sins redeem; 161 The Lord our Righteousness is near, And we are just in Him. C. or J. Wesley. 7.7.7.7.( 109.) PSALM CXXXI. ESUS, cast a look on me; Give me sweet simplicity, Make me poor and keep me low, Seeking only Thee to know; 2 Weanèd from my lordly self, Weanèd from the miser's pelf, Weanèd from the scorner's ways, Weaned from the lust of praise. 692 567 3 All that feeds my busy pride, Cast it evermore aside; Bid my will to Thine submit; Lay me humbly at Thy feet. 4 Make me like a little child, Of my strength and wisdom spoiled, Seeing only in Thy light, Walking only in Thy might. bul pea rest; may 5 Leaning on Thy loving breast, Where a weary soul Feeling well the peace of God Flowing from Thy precious Blood! 6 In this posture let me live, And hosannas daily give; o!! In this temper let me die, And hosannas ever cry! J. Berridge. 568 693 99 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. C. M.( Chant 308.) PSALM CXXXII. ARISE, O King of grace, arise, And enter to Thy Lo! Thy Church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blest. mistet 2 Enter with all Thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and Thy Word; All that the ark did once contain sea Could no such grace afford. 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let Thy praise be spread: Bless the provisions of Thy house, And fill Thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine; Justice and truth His court maintain With love and power divine. 2 de A 5 Here let Him hold a lasting throne; And as His kingdom grows, Fresh honours shall adorn His crown, And shame confound His foes. I. Watts. 694 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 141.) PSALM CXXXIII. BEHO DEHOLD, how good a thing It is to dwell in peace; How pleasing to our King This fruit of righteousness; When brethren all in one agree, Who knows the joys of unity! When all are sweetly joined, ( True followers of the Lamb,) 3 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 569 5 The same in heart and mind, And think and speak the same; And all in love together dwell: eff The comfort is unspeakable. ell Where unity takes place, The joys of heaven we prove; This is the gospel grace, aea The unction from above, The Spirit on all believers shed, Descending swift from Christ our Head. Where unity is found, The sweet anointing grace Extends to all around, And consecrates the place; To every waiting soul it comes, And fills it with divine perfumes. Grace every morning new, And every night, we feel; The soft, refreshing dew 6 That falls on Hermon's hill! On Zion it doth sweetly fall; The grace of one descends on all. Even now our Lord doth pour The blessing from above, A kindly, gracious shower Of heart- reviving love, The former and the latter rain, The love of God and love of man. 7 In Him when brethren join, And follow after peace, The fellowship divine He promises to bless; find all& A His choicest graces to bestow, Where two or three are met below. 8 The riches of His grace In fellowship are given 570 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. To Zion's chosen race, The citizens of heaven: He fills them with His choicest store, He gives them life for evermore. C. or J. Wesley. L. M.( 77.) PSALM CXXXVI. GIV IVE to our God immortal praise, Mercy and truth are all His ways: Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat His mercies in your song. 695 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown; The King of kings with glory crown; His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 3 He built the earth, He spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high: Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat His mercies in your song. 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure, When sun and moon shall shine no more. 5 He sent His Son with power to save From guilt and darkness and the grave: Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat His mercies in your song. 6 Through this vain world He guides our feet, And leads us to His heavenly seat; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. I. Watts. 696 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 7.7.7.7.( 417.) 2 Let us sound His name abroad, For of gods He is the God; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. ANOTHER. ET us with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for He is kind: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 3 He, with all- commanding might, Filled the new- made world with light: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 He the golden- tressèd sun Caused all day his course to run: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Tea 5 All things living He doth feed: His full hand supplies their need: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.d 6 He His chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 7 He hath, with a pitying eye, Looked upon our misery: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 57 I 8 Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth: For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 201 gea J. Milton. H 572 697 2 4 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. S. M.( 17.) PSALM CXXXVII. FAR from my heavenly home, Fainting I cry," Blest Spirit! come And speed me to my rest." 5 3 My spirit homeward turns, all And fain would thither flee: 4 My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. bea Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung; How should I sing a cheerful song Till Thou inspire my tongue? To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road: When shall I pass the wilderness And reach the saints' abode? God of my life, be near! On Thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last! H. F. Lyte. L. M.( 99.) PSALM CXXXIX. ORD, Thou hast searched and seen me through; 698 L Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 Within Thy circling power I stand; On every side I find Thy hand; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge! vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; Nor let my feeble passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. C. M.( Chant 304.) PSALM CXLV. WEET is the memory of Thy grace, 699 Let age to age Thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. I. Watts. 573 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies; Through the whole earth His bounty shines, And every want supplies. tl 3 With longing eyes Thy creatures wait On Thee for daily food; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind are Thy compassions, Lord! How slow Thine anger moves! But soon He sends His pardoning word To cheer the souls He loves. 5 Creatures with all their endless race Thy power and praise proclaim; But saints that taste Thy richer grace Delight to bless Thy name. I. Watts. 574 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 241.) 700 PSALM CXLVI. ' LL praise my Maker while I've breath, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God; He made the sky And earth and seas, with all their train; His truth for ever stands secure, He saves the oppressed, He feeds the poor; And none shall find His promise vain. 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the labouring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 1109 4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death d Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. I. Watts. 701 L. M.( 91.) PSALM CXLVII. ' tis to raise Our hearts and voices in His praise; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 575 2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names: His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds along the sky; There He prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. 5 What is the creature's skill or force? The sprightly man, or warlike horse? OT The piercing wit, the active limb? Are all too mean delights for Him. deng 6 But saints are precious in His sight: He views His children with delight; He sees their hope, He knows their fear, And looks and loves His image there. I. Watts. 702 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 719.) PHOTO PSALM CXLVIII. PRAISE the Lord of Heaven, Praise the height, Praise Him, all ye angels, Praise Him, stars and light; Praise Him, skies and waters, Which above the skies, When His word commanded, ' Stablished did arise. 2 Praise the Lord, ye fountains Of the deeps and seas, Rocks and hills and mountains, Cedars and all trees; 576 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Praise Him, clouds and vapours, Snow, and hail and fire, burStormy wind, fulfilling Only His desire. 12 2 3 Praise Him, fowls and cattle, Princes and all kings, Praise Him, men and maidens, eredT All created things; For the name of God is Excellent alone; Over earth His footstool, Over heaven His throne. at olf& but A od ofT T. B. Browne. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) 703 ANOTHER. PRAISE the Lord, ye heavens, adore Him; Praise Sun and moon, rejoice before Him; Praise Him, all ye stars of light. Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken; Worlds His mighty voice obeyed: Laws which never shall be broken, For their guidance He hath made. 2 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious: Never shall His promise fail. God hath made His saints victorious: Sin and death shall not prevail. Praise the God of our salvation, 704 Hosts on high His power proclaim: Heaven and earth, and all creation Laud and magnify His name. (?) R. Mant. C. M.( Chant 326.) ANOTHER. PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir, In heavenly heights above, THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 577 With harp and voice, and souls of fire Burning with perfect love. 2 Shine to His glory, worlds of light! Ye million suns of space, Fair moons and glittering stars of night, Running your mystic race! 3 Ye gorgeous clouds, that deck the sky With crystal, crimson, gold, And rainbow arches raised on high, The Light of light unfold. 4 Storm, lightning, thunder, hail and snow, Wild winds that keep His word, With the old mountains far below, Unite to bless the Lord. 5 His Name, ye forests, wave along; Whisper it, every flower; Birds, beasts, and insects, swell the song, That tells His love and power. 6 And round the wide world let it roll, Whilst man shall lead it on; Join, every ransomed human soul, In glorious unison! 7 Come, aged man! come, little child! Youth, maiden, peasant, king, To God in Jesus reconciled, Your hallelujahs bring! 8 The all- creating Deity, Maker of earth and heaven! The great Redeeming Majesty, To Him the praise be given! G. Rawson. 705 11.10.11.10.( 633.) PSALM CXLIX. PRAISE ye Jehovah! praise the Lord most Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak; 20 578 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Praise Him Who will with glory crown the lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. 2 Praise ye Jehovah! for His loving- kindness And all the tender mercy He hath shown; Who pardons sin, and cures the spirit's blindness, Who calls us sons, and seals us for His own. 3 Praise ye Jehovah! source of every blessing, Before Whose gifts earth's richest boons are dim; He gave His Son, and life in Him possessing, All things are ours, for we have all in Him. 4 Praise ye Jehovah! Who so freely gave us His gift unspeakable, His only Son; Praise ye the Lamb! Who gave Himself to save us; And sends the unction from the Holy One. Lady M. C. Campbell. 7.7.7.7.( 412.) PSALM CL. PRAISE Saints within His courts below, AISE the Lord, His glories show, Angels round His throne above, All that see and share His love. 706 2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, Tell His wonders, sing His worth: Age to age, and shore to shore Praise Him, praise Him, evermore! 3 Praise the Lord, His mercies trace; Praise His providence and grace, All that He for man hath done, All He sends us through His Son: 200 4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, In the concert bear your parts; All that breathe, your Lord adore, Praise Him, praise Him, evermore! H. F. Lyte. ( 3.) Prayer and Class- Meetings. C. M.( 50.) ALL praise to our redeeming Lord, us grace, And bids us, each to each restored, Together seek His face. 707 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 He bids us build each other up; And, gathered into one, To our high calling's glorious hope We hand in hand go on. 3 The gift which He on one bestows, We all delight to prove; The grace through every vessel flows, In purest streams of love. 4 We all partake the joy of one, The common peace we feel, A peace to sensual minds unknown, A joy unspeakable. 708 5 And if our fellowship below In Jesus be so sweet, What heights of rapture shall we know, When round His throne we meet! C. or J. Wesley. S. M.( 19.) AFTER ABSENCE. ND are we yet alive, face? Glory and praise to Jesus give For His redeeming grace! 579 Preserved by power Divine To full salvation here, Again in Jesu's praise we join, And in His sight appear. 580 3 4 2 5 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. What troubles have we seen, What conflicts have we past, Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last! 4 But out of all, the Lord Hath brought us by His love; And still He doth His help afford, And hides our life above. Then let us make our boast Of His redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost, Till we can sin no more. 709 Let us take up the Cross, Till we the crown obtain: And gladly reckon all things loss, So we may Jesus gain. C. Wesley. S. M.( 12.) DEHOLD the throne of grace, me near: There Jesus shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. That rich atoning blood, Which sprinkled round see, Provides for those who come to God An all- prevailing plea. 3 My soul, ask what thou wilt, Thou canst not be too bold; Since His own blood for thee He spilt, What else can He withhold? Beyond thine utmost wants, His love and power can bless: To praying souls He always grants More than they can express. 710 5 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and Thy love: I ask to serve Thee here below, And reign with Thee above. C. M.( 52.) WEEK- DAY. DEHOLD us, Lord, a little space From daily BE And met within Thy holy place To rest awhile with Thee. J. Newton. 2 Around us rolls the ceaseless tide Of business, toil, and care, And scarcely can we turn aside For one brief hour of prayer. 3 Yet these are not the only walls Wherein Thou mayst be sought; On homeliest work Thy blessing falls, In truth and patience wrought. 4 Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, The wealth of land and sea; The worlds of science and of art, Revealed and ruled by Thee. 711 5 Then let us prove our heavenly birth In all we do and know; And claim the Kingdom of the earth For Thee, and not Thy foe. 6 Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought As Thou wouldst have it done; And prayer, by Thee inspired and taught, Itself with work be one. 581 J. Ellerton. 7.7.7.7.( 409.) COME, my soul, thy suit prepare; answer prayer: 582 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. 2 Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring; For His grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin; Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest; Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood- bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 5 As the image in the glass Answers the beholder's face; Thus unto my heart appear, Print Thine own resemblance there. 6 While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 7 Show me what I have to do; Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith; Let me die Thy people's death. 712 J. Newton. C. M.( 29.) LTERNAL God, we look to Thee; ETERN To Thee for help we fly: Thine eye alone our wants can see; Thy hand alone supply. 2 Lord, let Thy fear within us dwell; Thy love our footsteps guide: That love will all vain love expel; That fear, all fear beside. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 Not what we wish, but what we want, O let Thy grace supply: The good, unasked, in mercy grant; The ill, though asked, deny. L. M.( 81.) 713 FROM ROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; ' Tis found beneath the mercy- seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds " The oil of gladness" on our heads, A place than all beside more sweet; It is the bloodstained mercy- seat. J. Merrick. 3 There is a spot where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sundered far; by faith they meet Around one common mercy- seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayedOr how the hosts of hell defeatHad suffering saints no mercy- seat? 2 583 5 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down, our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy- seat. H. Stowell. 714 S. M.( 5.) ESUS, we look to Thee, Jhy promised presence claim! Thou in the midst of us shalt be, Assembled in Thy Name: Thy Name salvation is, Which here we come to prove; Thy Name is life, and health, and peace, And everlasting love. 584 3 4 5 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. We meet the grace to take Which Thou hast freely given; We meet on earth for Thy dear sake That we may meet in heaven. Present we know Thou art, But O Thyself reveal! Now, Lord, let every bounding heart The mighty comfort feel. O may Thy quickening voice The death of sin remove; And bid our inmost souls rejoice In hope of perfect love! 715 C. Wesley. C. M.( 376.) us With reverence and with fear: Though dust and ashes in Thy sight, We may, we must, draw near. 2 God of all grace, we come to Thee, With broken, contrite hearts, Give, what Thine eye delights to see, Truth in the inward parts. 3 Give deep humility; the sense Of godly sorrow give; A strong, desiring confidence To hear Thy voice and live; 4 Faith in the only sacrifice That can for sin atone; To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes, On Christ, on Christ alone; T 5 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay; Courage, our fainting souls to keep, And trust Thee, though Thou slay. THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 585 6 Give these, and then Thy will be done; Thus strengthened with all might, We, by Thy Spirit, and Thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. J. Montgomery. 716 7.7.7.7.( 103.) LORD, we come before Thee now; At Thy we bow: O do not our suit disdain: Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? 2 Lord, on Thee our souls depend; In compassion now descend: Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace: Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 3 In Thine own appointed way, Now we seek Thee: here we stay: Lord, from hence we would not go, Till a blessing Thou bestow. 4 Send some message from Thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let Thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn; Let the time of joy return; Those that are cast down lift up; Make them strong in faith and hope. 6 Grant that those who seek may find Thee a God supremely kind. Heal the sick; the captive free: Let us all rejoice in Thee. W. Hammond. 717 C. M.( 368.) LORD, we confessions pour, ORD, when we bend before Thy throne, Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 586 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 2 Our broken spirits, pitying, see, And penitence impart; Then let a kindling glance from Thee Beam hope upon the heart. 3 When our responsive tongues essay Their grateful hymns to raise, Grant that our souls may join the lay, And mount to Thee in praise. 4 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign, And not a thought our bosoms share, That is not wholly Thine. 5 Let faith each meek petition fill, And waft it to the skies; And teach our hearts' tis goodness still, That grants it or denies. J. D. Carlyle, 718 S. M.( 9.) UR heavenly Father, hear Thy name be hallowed far and near, To Thee all nations bow; 2 Thy kingdom come: Thy will On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfil Thy perfect law above. 3 Our daily bread supply, While by Thy word we live: The guilt of our iniquity Forgive, as we forgive. 4 From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles defend; Deliver in the evil hour, And guide us to the end. 719 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 5 Thine, then, for ever be Glory and power divine; The sceptre, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are Thine. J. Montgomery. C. M.( 36.) NEE, Jesus, Thy disciples see, The promised blessing give! Met in Thy Name, we look to Thee, Expecting to receive. 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, Who in Thy Name are joined; We wait, according to Thy word, Thee in the midst to find. 3 With us Thou art assembled here, But O Thyself reveal! Son of the living God, appear! Let us Thy presence feel. 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day And these dry bones shall live; Speak peace into our hearts, and say, " The Holy Ghost receive!" 587 5 Whom now we seek, O may we meet! Jesus, the Crucified, Show us Thy bleeding hands and feet, Thou, Who for us hast died. 6 Cause us the record to receive; Speak, and the tokens show: " O be not faithless, but believe In Me, Who died for you!" C. Wesley. 720 D. L. M.( 612.) WEET hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! care, 588 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known: In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer! 2 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear To Him Whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless; And since He bids me seek His face, Believe His word, and trust His grace, I'll cast on Him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer! 3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! May I thy consolation share, Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, I view my home and take my flight. This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize; And shout, while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer! Walford, 721 2 3 S. M.( 355.) EARLY MORNING. SWE WEETLY the holy hymn. Breaks on the morning air; Before the world with smoke is dim We meet to offer prayer. While flowers are wet with dews, Dew of our souls, descend; Ere yet the sun the day renews, O Lord, Thy Spirit send! Upon the battle- field, Before the fight begins, OST 4 6 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 589 We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield, To guard us from our sins. Ere yet our vessel sails Upon the stream of day, We plead, O Lord, for heavenly gales To speed us on our way. On the lone mountain's side, Before the morning's light, The Man of Sorrows wept and cried, And rose refreshed with might. O hear us, then, for we Are very weak and frail; We make the Saviour's name our plea, And surely must prevail. C. H. Spurgeon. 722 C. M.( 56.) TRY every sinful heart, TRY us, O God, and search the ground Whate'er of sin in us is found, O bid it all depart! 2 When to the right or left we stray, Leave us not comfortless; But guide our feet into the way Of everlasting peace. 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, Each other's cross to bear, Let each his friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. 4 Help us to build each other up, Our little stock improve; Increase our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. 5 Up into Thee, our living Head, Let us in all things grow, 590 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. Till Thou hast made us free indeed, And spotless here below. 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive Thy ready bride: Give us in heaven a happy lot With all the sanctified. C. Wesley. 723 THAT WHAT In coming to a mercy- seat; Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there? L. M.( 88.) various hindrances we meet 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright: And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, Success was found on Israel's side; But when through weariness they failed, That moment Amalek prevailed. 5 Have you no words? ah! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow- creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me!" W. Cowper. 724 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 7.7.7.7.( 115.) THEN the sky is overcast, WHEN And the cold rain driveth fast; When the soul is bowed with fear, Jesus, full of mercy, hear! 2 Dreary clouds are hurrying by, Moon nor star is in the sky; Saviour, in the gloom of night, Give Thy waiting children light. 3 See the Cross, for light is there; Kneel, for Jesus answers prayer; Is the spirit sunk with grief? Saviour, Thou canst bring relief. 4 Christian, bravely hope and pray; Wait the dawning of the day; Clouds are drifting from the sky; Christ, thy hope and help, is nigh. 5 See, in yonder mountain height, Breaks a flood of glorious light; Rise, and with a song confess ' Tis the Sun of Righteousness. 6 Brighter still its beams shall shine In the land of love Divine; Where no clouds of sorrow come, In the saints' eternal home. 591 725 A. Rooker. 7.7.7.5.( 170.) THERESOEVER two or three W Meet, a Christian company, Grant us, Lord, to meet with Thee; Gracious Saviour, hear. 2 When, with friends beloved, we stray, Talking, at the closing day, Saviour, meet us in the way, Gracious Saviour, hear. 592 THE LORD'S DAY AND WORSHIP. 3 When, amid the gloom of night, Storms arise, and perils fright, Let Thy voice our hearts delight, Gracious Saviour, hear. 4 In the festive hour, refine Earthly love to joys divine, Turn the water into wine; Gracious Saviour, hear. 5 In the time of lonely grief, Let Thy presence bring relief, Then shall longest nights grow brief; Gracious Saviour, hear. 6 When the world and life recede, Saviour, in our hour of need, Then be visible indeed; Gracious Saviour, hear. 726 J. Conder. L. M.( 396.) THERE two or three, with sweet accord, Meet to recount His acts of grace, And offer solemn prayer and praise: 2" There," says the Saviour," will I be, Amid this little company; To them unveil My smiling face, And shed My glories round the place." 3 We meet at Thy command, dear Lord, Relying on Thy faithful word; Now send Thy Spirit from above, And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 4 Then shall we praise the God of grace, Who brought our footsteps to this place; For prayer and praise, with sins forgiven, Bring down to earth the bliss of heaven. S. Stennett. BAPTISM. amal S 593 II. BAPTISM. ( 1.) Of Infants. 727 L. M.( 65.) LITTLE child the Saviour came, A The mighty God was still His name; And angels worshipped as He lay, d The seeming Infant of a day. hounek 2 He Who a little child began The Life Divine to show to man, Proclaims from heaven the message free, " Let little children come to Me." 3 We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of sprinkled water, name them Thine: Their souls with saving grace endow, Baptize them with Thy Spirit now. 4 O give Thine angels charge, good Lord, Them safely in Thy way to guard; Thy blessing on their lives command, And write their names upon Thy hand. of ven 5 O Thou Who by an infant's tongue Dost hear Thy perfect glory sung; May these, with all the heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 728 L. M.( 99.) slod NOD of that glorious gift of grace, GOD By which Thy people seek Thy face, When in Thy presence we appear, Vouchsafe us faith to venture near! 2 Confiding in Thy truth alone, Here, on the steps of Jesus' throne, We lay the treasure Thou hast given To be received and reared for heaven. 2 P W. Robertson. BAPTISM. 594 3 Lent to us for a season, we Lend him for ever, Lord, to Thee: Assured that, if to Thee he live, We gain in what we seem to give. 4 Large and abundant blessings shed, T Warm as these prayers, upon his head! And on his soul the dews of grace, Fresh as these drops upon his face! 5 Make him and keep him Thine own child, Meek follower of the Undefiled; Possessor here of grace and love; Inheritor of Heaven above! J. S. B. Monsell. 729 7.7.7.7.( 115 or 120.) PRAYING by the river- side, From the heaven serenely wide, To Thee, Saviour, came the Dove, Fullest life of peace and love. 2 And He came not as a guest, Thou art His eternal rest, O Thou holiest abode Of the inmost life of God. 3 Saviour, now this infant bless As with a Divine caress; Make this little heart Thy home, To it with Thy Spirit come. 4 Soft as water on the brow, Softly, gently, comest Thou; But hast gifts for every hour, Purity and peace and power. 5 Faith and hope and holy love, Wings and spirit of the Dove, Father, on this babe bestow; Like the Saviour may he grow. T. T. Lynch. 730 BAPTISM. C. M.( 23.) SEE CEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, With all- engaging charms: Hark! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. 2" Permit them to approach," He cries, " Nor scorn their humble name; For' twas to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, by fervent prayer, And yield them up to Thee; Joyful that we ourselves are Thine: Thine let our offspring be. 4 If orphans they be left behind, Thy guardian care we trust: That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, If weeping o'er their dust. P. Doddridge. ( 2.) Of Adults. 731 L. M.( 61.) COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 595 Make good our apostolic boast, And own Thy glorious ministry. 2 We now Thy promised presence claim, Sent to disciple all mankind, Sent to baptize into Thy Name, We now Thy promised presence find. 3 Father, in these reveal Thy Son; In these, for whom we seek Thy face, The hidden mystery make known, The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 4 Jesus, with us Thou always art; Effectuate the sacred sign; 596 The gift unspeakable impart, And bless the ordinance divine. 732 2 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 5 Come, Holy Spirit, from on high, Baptizer of our spirits Thou! The sacramental seal apply, And witness with the water now! 6 O that the souls baptized herein May now Thy truth and mercy feel; May rise, and wash away their sin! Come, Holy Ghost, their pardon seal! C. Wesley. 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6.( 486.) FATE ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, In solemn power come down! Present with Thy heavenly host, Thine ordinance to crown: See a sinful worm of earth! Bless to him the cleansing flood; Plunge him, by a second birth, Into the depths of God. Let the promised inward grace Accompany the sign; On his new- born soul impress The character divine! Father, all Thy name reveal! Jesus, all Thy name impart! Holy Ghost, renew, and dwell For ever in his heart! OST 733 18Y C. Wesley. III. THE LORD'S SUPPER. C. M.( 51.) A CCORDING to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord; I will remember Thee. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be: Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, Mich O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee:5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, And all Thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember Thee. 597 28T 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Then, Lord, remember me. J. Montgomery. nery. 734 L. M.( 90.) DEHOLD! the Eternal King and Priest Himself the Master of the Feast, His flesh and blood the food divine! 2 Jesus! I come, for Thou dost call; I eat and drink at Thy command; Low at Thy feet I humbly fall: O touch me with Thy piercèd hand.ET 3 Wash throughly clean this heart of mine, That it may beat for Thee alone; O let it lose its life in Thine, And have no will except Thine own. 598 4 In weariness be Thou my rest, In loneliness be Thou my Friend, In sorrow hold me to Thy breast, And keep me, Jesus, to the end. Anon. 735 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 506.) BREAD DREAD of heaven! on Thee I feed, For Thy flesh is meat indeed. Ever may my soul be fed With this true and living bread! Day by day, with strength supplied, Through the life of Him Who died. 2 Vine of heaven! Thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice. ' Tis Thy wounds my healing give: To Thy cross I look, and live. Thou my life! O let me be Rooted, grafted, built on Thee. J. Conder. 201 9.8.9.8.( 611.) of the world, in mercy broken! Wine of the soul, in mercy shed! By Whom the words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead! 736 BREAD READ 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed, And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed! R. Heber. 737 D. S. M.( 461.) COME, NOME, all who truly bear The Name of Christ your Lord, His last mysterious supper share, And keep His kindest word. 2 3 THE LORD'S SUPPER. Hereby your faith approve In Jesus crucified: " In memory of My dying love, Do this," He said, and died. The badge and token this, The sure confirming seal, That He is ours, and we are His, The servants of His will; His dear peculiar ones, The purchase of His blood, His blood which once for all atones. And brings us now to God. 738 Then let us still profess Our Master's honoured Name; Stand forth His faithful witnesses, True followers of the Lamb. In proof that such we are, His saying we receive, And thus to all mankind declare We do in Christ believe. 599 OST C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 378.) RECEPTION OF MEMBERS. COM NOME in, thou blessèd of the Lord; Stranger nor foe art thou; We welcome thee with warm accord, Our friend, our brother now. 2 The cup of blessing which we bless, The heavenly bread we break, Our Saviour's blood and righteousness, Freely with us partake. 3 In weal or woe, in joy or care, Thy portion shall be ours. Christians their mutual burdens share; They lend their mutual powers. 600 4 Come with us; we will do thee good, As God to us hath done; Stand but in Him, as those have stood, Whose faith the victory won. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 5 And when, by turns, we pass away, As star by star grows dim, May each, translated into day, Be lost and found in Him. 739 J. Montgomery. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 576.) COME, Thou everlasting Spirit, to every All the Saviour's dying merit, His sufferings for mankind! True Recorder of His passion, Now the living faith impart; Now reveal His great salvation; Preach His gospel to our heart. 740 2 Come, Thou Witness of His dying; Come, Remembrancer Divine! Let us feel Thy power, applying Christ to every soul, and mine! Let us groan Thine inward groaning; ST Look on Him we pierced, and grieve; All receive the grace atoning, All the sprinkled blood receive. C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 372.) FOR OR ever here my rest shall be, Close to Thy bleeding side; This all my hope, and all my plea ,, For me the Saviour died! 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, And cleanse, and keep me clean. THE LORD'S SUPPER. Wash me, and make me thus Thine own, Wash me, and mine Thou art, Wash me, but not my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart. 4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply, Till faith to sight improve, Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love. C. or J. Wesley. 741 7.7.7.6.( 498.) OR F For the pledge that seals Him mine, SAT For the words of love divine, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 2 For the feast of love and peace, Bidding all our sorrows cease, Earnest of the kingdom's bliss, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 3 Only bread and only wine, Yet to faith the solemn sign Of the heavenly and divine, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 601 4 For the words that turn our eye To the cross of Calvary, Bidding us in faith draw nigh, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 5 For the words that fragrance breathe, These poor symbols underneath, Words that His own peace bequeath, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 6 For the words that tell of home, Pointing us beyond the tomb, ' Do ye this until I come," We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 602 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 7 Till He come we take the bread, Type of Him on whom we feed, Him who liveth and was dead! We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 8 Till He come we take the cup; As we at His table sup, Eye and heart are lifted up! We give Thee thanks, O Lord. 9 For that coming, here foreshown, For that day to man unknown, For the glory and the throne, We give Thee thanks, O Lord. H. Bonar. 742 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 601.) NORTH from the dark and stormy sky, we Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Saviour, we seek Thy shelter here. Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray; Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away! 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain; Long have we sought Thy rest in vain; ' Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest- tost; Low at Thy feet our sins we lay, Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away. R. Heber. 743 10.10.10.10.( 249.) ERE, O my Lord! I see Thee face to face; unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God; Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven; THE LORD'S SUPPER. Here would I lay aside each earthly load; Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song, This is the heavenly table spread for me; Here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong The brief bright hour of fellowship with Thee. 4 Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear; The feast, though not the love, is past and gone, The bread and wine remove, but Thou art hereNearer than ever- still my Shield and Sun. 5 Feast after feast thus comes, and passes by; Yet passing, points to the glad feast above; Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. H. Bonar. 744 C. M.( 52.) IN memory of the Saviour's love, Where every humble contrite heart Is made a welcome guest. 2 By faith we take the Bread of Life, With which our souls are fed; And cup, in token of His Blood That was for sinners shed. 603 3 Under His banner thus we sing The wonders of His love, And thus anticipate by faith The heavenly host above. 745 T. Cotterill. C. M.( 47.) JESUS, at Whose supreme command Before us in Thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipped in blood! 604 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 2 Obedient to Thy gracious word, We break the hallowed bread, Commemorate Thee, our dying Lord, And trust on Thee to feed. 3 The tokens of Thy dying love, O let us all receive; And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, And sensibly believe! 201 4 The cup of blessing, blessed by Thee, Let it Thy blood impart; The bread Thy mystic body be, And cheer each languid heart. 5 Now, Lord, on us Thy flesh bestow, And let us drink Thy blood, Till all our souls are filled below With all the life of God. C. or J. Wesley. 746 ( L. M. 403.) ESUS, Thou Joy of loving hearts! of men! From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to Thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call; To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, To them that find Thee, All in All! 3 We taste Thee, O Thou Living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still! We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill! 4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee Where'er our changeful lot is cast; Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see; Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. 747 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay! Make all our moments calm and bright! Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o'er the world Thy holy light! Bernard of Clairvaux, tr. by Ray Palmer. 2 3 4 THE LORD'S SUPPER. S. M.( 12.) JES The thus obey Thy last and kindest word; And, in Thine own appointed way, We come to meet Thee, Lord. Thus we remember Thee; And take this bread and wine As Thine own dying legacy, And our redemption's sign. dol Thy presence makes the feast; Now let our spirits feel The glory not to be expressed, The joy unspeakable. With high and heavenly bliss Thou our Thy house of banqueting is this, And Thou hast brought us here. 748 5 Now let our souls be fed With manna from above, And over us Thy banner spread Of everlasting love. C. Wesley. 605 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6.( 167.) AMB of God, Whose bleeding love. We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, D And let us mercy find. Think on us, who think on Thee; And every struggling soul release; 606 THE LORD'S SUPPER. O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace! 2 By Thine agonising pain And bloody sweat, we pray; By Thy dying love to man, Take all our sins away; Burst our bonds, and set us free; From all iniquity release; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace! 3 Let Thy blood, by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal; Speak us freely justified, And all our sickness heal; By Thy passion on the tree, Let all our griefs and troubles cease; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace! 749 C. or J. Wesley. C. M.( 375.) ORD Jesus, are we one with Thee? Thou one with us on Calvary, We one with Thee above! 2 Such was Thy grace, that for our sake Thou didst from heaven come down: Thou didst of flesh and blood partake, In all our sorrows one. 3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, Confessed and borne by Thee; The gall, the curse, the wrath were Thine, To set Thy members free. 4 Ascended now, in glory bright, Still one with us Thou art; Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, Thy saints and Thee can part. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 5 O! teach us, Lord, to know and own This wondrous mystery, That Thou with us art truly one, And we are one with Thee! 750 6 Soon, soon shall come that glorious day When, seated on Thy throne, Thou shalt to wondering worlds display That Thou with us art one! J. G. Deck. L. M.( 396.) MY Y God, and is Thy table spread? And does Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes! Rich banquet of His Flesh and Blood; Thrice happy he, who here partakes That sacred Stream, that heavenly Food. 3 Why are its bounties all in vain Before unwilling hearts displayed? Was not for you the Victim slain? Are you forbid the children's Bread? 607 40 let Thy Table honoured be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see, That here its sacred pledges tastes. 5 Let crowds approach, with hearts prepared; With hearts inflamed let all attend; Nor, when we leave our Father's board, The pleasure or the profit end. 6 Revive Thy dying Churches, Lord! And bid our drooping graces live; And more, that energy afford, A Saviour's blood alone can give. P. Doddridge. 608 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 751 deta S. M.( 345.) O Gospel like this feast, by Thee; Nor prophet nor evangelist Preach the glad news so free. 2 All our redemption cost, All our redemption won; All it has won for us, the lost, All it cost Thee, the Son. 3 Thine was the bitter price, Ours is the free gift given; Thine was the blood of sacrifice, Ours is the wine of heaven. 4 For Thee the burning thirst, The shame, the mortal strife, The broken heart, the piercèd side; To us the Bread of Life. 752 5 Here we would rest midway, As on a sacred height; That darkest and that brightest day Meeting before our sight; 6 From that dark depth of woes Thy love for us hath trod, Up to the heights of blest repose, Thy love prepares with God; 7 Till, from self's chains released, One sight alone we see, Still at the cross, as at the feast, Behold Thee, only Thee! oar Mrs. Charles. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) 0 BREAD to pilgrims given, O Food that angels eat, O Manna sent from heaven, For heaven- born natures meet, THE LORD'S SUPPER. Give us, for Thee long pining, To eat till richly filled; Till, earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled. 2 O Water, life- bestowing, Forth from the Saviour's heart, A Fountain purely flowing, A Fount of love Thou art: O let us, freely tasting, Our burning thirst assuage; Thy sweetness, never wasting, Avails from age to age. 3 Jesus, this feast receiving, We Thee unseen adore; Thy faithful Word believing, We take, and doubt no more; Give us, Thou true and loving, On earth to live in Thee; Then, death the veil removing, Thy glorious face to see. T. Aquinas, adapted by Ray Palmer. 609 753 L. M.( 100.) 0 GOD of Mercy, God of Might, How should weak sinners bear the sight, If, as Thy power is surely here, Thine open glory should appear? 2 For now Thy people are allowed To scale the mount, and pierce the cloud, And Faith may feed her eager view With wonders Sinai never knew. 3 Fresh from th' atoning sacrifice The world's Redeemer bleeding lies, That man, His foe, for whom He bled, May take Him for his daily bread. 20 610 4 O agony of wavering thought, When sinners first so near are brought! It is my Maker- dare I stay? My Saviour- dare I turn away? THE LORD'S SUPPER. 5 Refresh us, Lord, to hold Thee fast; And when Thy veil is drawn at last, Let us depart where shadows cease, With words of blessing and of peace! J. Keble. 754 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 505.) TILL He come- O let the words Linger on the trembling chords; Let the little while between, In their golden light be seen; Let us think how heaven and home Lie beyond that" Till He come!" 2 When the weary ones we love Enter on their rest above, Seems the earth so poor and vast, All our life- joy overcast? Hush, be every murmur dumb; It is only" Till He come!" 3 Clouds and conflicts round us press; Would we have one sorrow less? All the sharpness of the cross, All that tells the world is loss, Death, and darkness, and the tomb, Only whisper" Till He come!" 4 See, the feast of love is spread, Drink the wine, and break the bread; Sweet memorials- till the Lord Calls us round His heavenly board; Some from earth, from glory some, Severed only" Till He come!" E. H. Bickersteth. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 611 755 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) VICTIM Divine, Thy grace we claim, While thus Thy precious Once offered up, a spotless Lamb, In Thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne. 2 Thou standest in the holy place, As now for guilty sinners slain; The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays All prevalent for helpless man; Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around. death we show; 3 The smoke of Thy atonement here Darkened the sun, and rent the veil, Made the new way to heaven appear, And showed the great Invisible: Well pleased in Thee, our God looked down, And calls His rebels to a crown. 4 He still respects Thy Sacrifice; Its savour sweet doth always please; The Offering smokes through earth and skies, Diffusing life, and joy, and peace; To these, Thy lower courts, it comes, And fills them with divine perfumes. 5 We need not now go up to heaven, To bring the long- sought Saviour down; Thou art to all already given, Thou dost even now Thy banquet crown; To every faithful soul appear, And show Thy real presence here! C. or J. Wesley. 756 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 511.) THEN the Paschal evening fell W Deep on Kedron's hallowed dell, 612 THE LORD'S SUPPER. When around the festal board Sate the Apostles with their Lord, Then His parting word He said, Blessed the cup and brake the bread" This whene'er ye do or see, Evermore remember Me." 2 Years have past: in every clime, Changing with the changing time, Varying through a thousand forms, Torn by factions, rocked by storms, Still the sacred table spread, Flowing cup and broken bread, With that parting word agree, " Drink and eat; remember Me." 3 When by treason, doubt, unrest, Sinks the soul, dismayed, opprest; When the shadows of the tomb Close us round with deep'ning gloom, Then bethink us at that board Of the sorrowing, suffering Lord, Who, when tried and grieved as we, Dying, said," Remember Me." 4 When in this thanksgiving feast. We would give to God our best, From the treasures of His might Seeking life and love and light; Then, O Friend of human- kind, Make us true and firm of mind, Pure of heart, in spirit free; Thus may we remember Thee. A. P. Stanley. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. X. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 757 C. M.( 377.) BEHOLD! the Mountain of the Lord In shall rise On mountain tops, above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they'll say, And to His house we'll go. 3 The beam that shines from Zion's hill Shall lighten every land; The King Who reigns in Salem's towers Shall all the world command. 4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, Or mar the peaceful years; To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, To pruning- hooks their spears. 5 No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Their millions slain deplore; They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. 6 Come, then! O come, from every land, To worship at His shrine; And, walking in the Light of God, With holy beauties shine. M. Bruce. 758 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 450.) ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound: BLOW DLOW 613 614 2 4 5 6 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made: Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mournful souls, be glad; The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Extol the Lamb of God, The all- atoning Lamb; Redemption in His blood Throughout the world proclaim: The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive; And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live: The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Ye who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Receive it back unbought, The gift of Jesu's love: The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. The gospel- trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face: The year of Jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. C. Wesley. 759 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. L. M.( 63.) BRIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze, conveys, Wide as his reign from pole to pole, And permanent as his control:2 So, Jesus, let Thy kingdom come: Then sin and hell's terrific gloom Shall, at its brightness, flee awayThe dawn of an eternal day. 3 Then shall the heathen, filled with awe, Learn the blest knowledge of Thy law; And Antichrist, on every shore, Fall from his throne to rise no more. 615 4 Then shall Thy lofty praise resound On Afric's shore, through India's ground; And islands of the Southern Sea Shall stretch their eager arms to Thee. 5 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet In pure devotion at Thy feet; And earth shall yield Thee, as Thy due, Her fulness and her glory too. 6 Oh, that from Britain now might shine This heavenly light, this truth divine! Till the whole universe abroad Flame with the glory of our God. W. Shrubsole, Jun. 760 S. M.( 1.) COM NOME, kingdom of our God, Blest reign of light and love, Shed peace and hope and joy abroad, And wisdom from above. 2 Over our spirits first Extend Thy healing reign; Then raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. 616 3 4 5 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. Come, kingdom of our God, ear And make the broad earth Thine; Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from Life's glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. Come, kingdom of our God, And raise Thy glorious throne In worlds by the undying trod, Where God shall bless His own. 761 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) COLONIAL MISSIONS. AR off our brethren's voices J. Johns. Far off our Father's children Reach out their waiting hands. " Give us," they cry, 66 our portion; Co- heirs of grace divine! Give us the Word of promise, On us let glory shine." 2 Yea, though the world of waters Between us ever rolls, No ocean wastes may sever The brotherhood of souls; Far from us, they are of us; No bound of all the earth May part the sons and daughters Who share the second birth. 3[ One standard floats above us; One old historic throne, In nearness or in distance, One loyal faith we own; CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. So in the things eternal Adore we at one shrine, And with the nation's banner Rear we the Church's sign. 4 In happiest homely commune, When sweetest songs are sung, Awakes those alien echoes One sacred mother- tongue; Then let us praise together! Together let us pray, And go together homeward Upon the ancient way.] 5 Together, heavenward, homeward; For ever in our view One spiritual cityJerusalem the New; For ever drawing nearer To One beloved, adored, The Crucified Who bought us, The crowned incarnate Lord. 6 Lord God! Eternal Father! Send down the Holy Dove, For His dear sake Who loved us, To quicken us in love. Bless us with His compassion, That we, or ere we rest, May work to bless our brethren, And, blessing, be more blest. 762 617 S. J. Stone. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 160.) FROM Greenland's icy mountains. strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, 618 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, la And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone! 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! oh, salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till each remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign! R. Heber. 763 8.8.8.4.( 592.) ROM north and south and east and west, FROM When shall the peoples, long unblest, All find their everlasting rest, O Christ, in Thee? 2 When shall the climes of ageless snow Be with the Gospel light aglow, And all men their Redeemer know, O Christ, in Thee? CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 3 When on each southern balmy coast, Shall ransomed men, in countless host, Rise, heart and voice, to make sweet boast, O Christ, in Thee? 4 O when in all the orient lands, From cities white and flaming sands, Shall men lift dedicated hands, O Christ, to Thee? set f 5 O when shall heathen darkness roll, Away in light, from pole to pole, And endless day by every soul Be found in Thee? 764 6 Bring, Lord, the long- predicted hour, The ages' diadem and flower, When all shall find their Refuge, Tower, And Home in Thee! G. T. Coster. 619 C. M.( 375.) GR 1REAT God, the nations of the earth Are by creation Thine; And in Thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. 2 But, Lord, Thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in Thy mind. 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around: Till every tribe, and every soul, Shall hear the joyful sound? 4 O when shall Afric's sable sons Enjoy the heavenly word: And vassals long enslaved become The freemen of the Lord? 620 5 When shall th' untutored heathen tribes, A dark, bewildered race, Sit down at our Immanuel's feet, And learn and sing His grace? CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 6 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the Gospel rays; And build, on sin's demolished throne, The temples of Thy praise. T. Gibbons. 765 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) HAIL TAIL! Thou source of every blessing, Sovereign Father of mankind, Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing, In Thy courts admission find. Grateful now we fall before Thee, In Thy Church obtain a place; Now by faith behold Thy glory, Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace. 2 Once far off, but now invited, We approach Thy sacred throne; In Thy covenant united, Reconciled, redeemed, made one. Now revealed to eastern sages, See the star of mercy shine! Mystery hid in former ages, Mystery great of love divine. 3 Hail! thou all- inviting Saviour; Gentiles now their offerings bring; In Thy temples seek Thy favour, Jesus Christ, our Lord and King. May we, body, soul, and spirit, Live devoted to Thy praise, Glorious realms of bliss inherit, Grateful anthems ever raise. B. Woodd. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 766 Houd as mighty thunders roar, TARK! the song 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 180.) Or the fulness of the sea When it breaks upon the shore: " Hallelujah! for the Lord. God omnipotent shall reign; Hallelujah!" let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 2" Hallelujah!" Hark! the sound From the depths unto the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies; See Jehovah's banner furled, Sheathed His sword; He speaks-' tis done, And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of His Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway; He shall reign when like a scroll Yonder heavens have passed away: Then the end; beneath His rod Man's last enemy shall fall; " Hallelujah!" Christ in God, God in Christ is All in all! 767 J. Montgomery. S. M.( II.) TOW beauteous are their feet, 621 Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are! Zion, behold thy Saviour- King; He reigns and triumphs here. 622 3 4 5 6 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound! Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found. How blessèd are our eyes, That see this heavenly light! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. The Lord makes bare His arm Through all the earth abroad; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 1. Watts. 768 C. M.( 357.) L IGHT of the lonely pilgrim's heart, Star of the coming day! ohns Arise, and with Thy morning beams, Chase all our griefs away: 2 Come, blessèd Lord! bid every shore And answering island sing The praises of Thy royal Name, And own Thee as their King; 3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now To the bright world above, Break forth in rapturous strains of joy, In memory of Thy love. 4 Lord, Lord, Thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea, In unison with all our hearts, And calls aloud for Thee. 623 5 Come, then, with all Thy quickening power, With one awakening smile, mil And bid the serpent's trail no more Thy beauteous realms defile: CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 6 Thine was the Cross, with all its fruits Of grace and peace divine; Be Thine the crown of glory now, The palm of victory Thine! 769 Sir E. Denny. L. M.( 399.) HOME MISSIONS. OOK from Thy sphere of endless day, of might; In pity look on those who stray Benighted, in this land of light. 2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen, In crowded mart, by stream or sea, How many of the sons of men Hear not the message sent from Thee. 3 Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered homeless flock, till all Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold. 4 Send them Thy mighty word to speak, Till faith shall dawn, and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. 5 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene, That make us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow, with living waters, green, And lift to heaven the voice of praise. W. C. Bryant. 770 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) ORD, her watch Thy Church is keeping: When shall earth Thy rule obey? 624 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. When shall end the night of weeping? When shall break the promised day? See the whitening harvest languish, Waiting still the labourers' toil; Was it vain- Thy Son's deep anguish? Shall the strong retain the spoil? 2 Tidings sent to every creature Millions yet have never heard: Can they hear without a preacher? Lord Almighty, give the word! Give the word; in every nation Let the Gospel- trumpet sound, Witnessing a world's salvation, To the earth's remotest bound. 3 Then the end: Thy Church completed, All Thy chosen gathered in, With their King in glory seated, Satan bound, and banished sin; Gone for ever, parting, weeping, Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain:Lo! her watch Thy Church is keeping; Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign! H. Downton. 771 L. M.( 400.) In all Thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race! 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling word: Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, Light; Confusion, order in Thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 4 O Spirit of the Lord! prepare All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations far and nigh; The triumphs of the cross record: TT The Name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call Him Lord. 6 God from eternity hath willed All flesh shall His salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfilled, The Saviour's sufferings crowned through Thee. J. Montgomery. 772 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 557 or 566.) O'ER ' ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul, be still and gaze; All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace: Blessed jubilee, Let thy glorious morning dawn! 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude Barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtained on Calvary: Let the gospel Loud resound from pole to pole. 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Let them have the glorious light; And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night; And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 625 4 Fly abroad, eternal gospel, Win and conquer, never cease; 2 R 626 May Thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase; Sway Thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around. 773 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. W. Williams. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) AVIOUR, sprinkle many nations, By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee: Of Thy cross the wondrous story Be to all the nations told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory, And Thy mercy manifold. 2 Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast; Human tears for Thee are flowing, 774 Human hearts in Thee would rest: Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new- mown grass for rain, Thee they seek, as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. ALE, 3 Saviour, lo, the isles are waiting, Stretched the hand, and strained the sight, For Thy Spirit, new- creating, Love's pure flame and wisdom's light; Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung. A. C. Coxe. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 511.) SEE NEE how great a flame aspires, Kindled by a spark of grace! Jesus' love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze. CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 775 To bring fire on earth He came, Kindled in some hearts it is, O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss! 2 When He first the work begun, Small and feeble was His day; Now the Word doth swiftly run, Now it wins its widening way; More and more it spreads and grows, Ever mighty to prevail, Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise! He the door hath opened wide; He hath given the word of grace, Jesu's Word is glorified; Jesus, mighty to redeem, He alone the work hath wrought; Worthy is the work of Him, Him Who spake a world from nought. 4 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand? Now it spreads along the skies, Hangs o'er all the thirsty land. Lo! the promise of a shower Drops already from above; But the Lord will shortly pour All the Spirit of His love! 7.7.7.7.( 118.) HOME MISSIONS. 627 C. Wesley. OLDIERS of the Cross, arise! armour bright, Mighty are your enemies, Hard the battle ye must fight. 2 O'er a faithless fallen world Raise your banner in the sky: 628 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. Let it float there wide unfurled; Bear it onward; lift it high. 3' Mid the homes of want and woe, Strangers to the living word, Let the Saviour's herald go, Let the voice of hope be heard. 4 Where the shadows deepest lie, Carry truth's unsullied ray; Where are crimes of blackest dye, There the saving sign display. 5 To the weary and the worn Tell of realms where sorrows cease; To the outcast and forlorn Speak of mercy and of peace. 6 Guard the helpless; seek the strayed; Comfort troubles; banish grief; In the might of God arrayed, Scatter sin and unbelief. 7 Be the banner still unfurled, Still unsheathed the Spirit's sword, Till the kingdoms of the world Are the kingdoms of the Lord. 776 W. W. How. 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 564.) darkness Where no light has broken through, Souls that Jesus bought by dying, Whom His soul in travail knew, Thousand voices, Call us o'er the waters blue. 2 Christians, hearken! none has taught them Of His love so deep and dear; Of the precious price that bought them, Of the nail, the thorn, the spear: Ye, who know Him, Guide them from their darkness drear. 3 Haste, O haste, and spread the tidings Wide to earth's remotest strand; Let no brother's bitter chidings Rise against us, when we stand In the Judgment, From some far, forgotten land. 4 Lo! the hills for harvest whiten CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 777 2 All along each distant shore; Seaward far the islands brighten, Light of nations, lead us o'er; When we seek them, Let Thy Spirit go before. 3 629 Sow Mrs. C. F. Alexander. S. M.( 19.) in The morn At eve hold not thy hand; Thy seed, To doubt and fear give thou no heed, Broadcast it o'er the land: And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength, The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, And the full corn at length. Thou canst not toil in vainCold, heat, and moist, and dry, Shall foster and mature the grain, For garners in the sky. 4 Thence, when the glorious end, The day of God, is come, The angel reapers shall descend, And heaven hear," Harvest home." J. Montgomery. 778 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 563.) DEPARTURE OF MISSIONARIES. SPEED Thy servants, Saviour, speed them! Thou art Lord of winds and waves; They were bound, but Thou hast freed them, Now they go to free the slaves; 630 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. Be Thou with them! " Tis Thine arm alone that saves. 2 Friends and home and all forsaking, Lord, they go at Thy command, As their stay Thy promise taking, While they traverse sea and land; O be with them! Lead them safely by the hand. 3 Speed them through the mighty ocean, In the dark and stormy day, l When the waves in wild commotion Fill all others with dismay, Be Thou with them! Drive their terrors far away. 4 When they reach the land of strangers And the prospect dark appears, Nothing seen but toils and dangers, Nothing felt but doubts and fears; Be Thou with them! Hear their sighs, and count their tears. 5 When they think of home, now dearer Than it ever seemed before, Bring the promised glory nearer; Let them see that peaceful shore, Where Thy people Rest from toil, and weep no more! 6 When no fruit appears to cheer them, And they seem to toil in vain, Then in mercy, Lord, draw near them Then their sinking hopes sustain; Thus supported, Let their zeal revive again! 7 In the midst of opposition, Let them trust, O Lord, in Thee; When success attends their mission, Let Thy servants humbler be, Never leave them, Till Thy face in Heaven they see; 779 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 8 There to reap, in joy for ever, 08 Fruit that grows from seed here sown; There to be with Him, Who never Ceases to preserve His own; tus et And with triumph Sing a Saviour's grace alone. Je 631 T. Kelly. 7.7.7.7.( 417.) OPREAD, O spread, thou mighty Word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe'er His breath has given Life to beings meant for heaven. 2 Tell them how the Father's will Made the world, and keeps it still, How He sent His Son to save All who help and comfort crave. P 3 Tell of our Redeemer's love, Who for ever doth remove By His holy sacrifice, All the guilt that on us lies. 4 Tell them of the Spirit given Now to guide us up to heaven, Strong and holy, just and true, Working both to will and do. 5 Word of Life! most pure and strong, Lo! for Thee the nations long; Spread, till from its dreary night All the world awakes to light. 6 Up, the ripening fields ye see, Mighty shall the harvest be, But the reapers still are few, Great the work they have to do. 7 Lord of harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee; Let the nations far and near See Thy light, and learn Thy fear. J. F. Bahnmaier, tr. by C. Winkworth. 632 780 2 3 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 13.13.13.13.13.15. TELL TELL it out among the heathen that the Lord is King! Tell it out among the nations, let them shout and sing, Tell it out with adoration that He shall increase; D That the mighty King of Glory is the King of Peace: Tell it out with jubilation, though the waves may roar, That He sitteth on the water- floods, our King for evermore.com Tell it out among the heathen that the Saviour reigns; Tell it out among the nations, bid them burst their chains! Tell it out among the weeping ones that Jesus lives! Tell it out among the weary ones what rest He gives; Tell it out among the sinful that He came to save; Tell it out among the dying that He triumphed o'er the grave. Tell it out among the heathen Jesus reigns above! Tell it out among the nations that His reign is love! Tell it out among the highways and the lanes at home; Let it ring across the mountains and the ocean foam! Like the sound of many waters, let our glad shout be, Till it echo and re- echo from the islands of the sea! F. R. Havergal. 781 CHRISTIAN MISSIONS. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 132.) word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the Gospel- day Sheds not its glorious ray, Let there be light! 2 Thou, Who didst come to bring, On Thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight; Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, O now to all mankind Let there be light! 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life- giving, holy Dove, Speed forth Thy flight! Move on the waters' face, Bearing the lamp of grace, And in earth's darkest place Let there be light! 4 Blessèd and Holy Three, Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might! Boundless as ocean's tide, 782 Rolling in fullest pride, Through the world, far and wide, Let there be light! C. M.( 52.) MISSIONS TO THE JEWS. TAKE, harp of Zion, wake again, Upon thine ancient hill, On Jordan's long deserted plain, By Kedron's lowly rill. 633 J. Marriott. 634 MARRIAGE. 2 The hymn shall yet in Zion swell, 181 That sounds Messiah's praise, And Thy loved Name, Emmanuel, As once in ancient days. 3 For Israel yet shall own her King, For her salvation waits, And hill and dale shall sweetly sing, With praise in all her gates. 4 O hasten, Lord, these promised days, When Israel shall rejoice; And Jew and Gentile join in praise, With one united voice! 783 XI. lle of J. Edmeston. SPECIAL OCCASIONS. I. MARRIAGE. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) LOVE Divine and golden, Mysterious depth and height! To Thee the world beholden, Looks up for life and light: O love Divine and gentle, The Blesser and the blest! Beneath Thy care parental The world lies down in rest. 2 0 Love Divine and tender, That through our homes doth move, Veiled in the softened splendour Of holy household love. A throne without Thy blessing Were labour without rest, And cottages, possessing Thy blessedness, are blest. 3 God bless these hands united! 281 God bless these hearts made one! 784 MARRIAGE. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 505.) SAVIOUR, let Thy sanction rest now; Unsevered and unblighted May they through life go on: Here in earth's home preparing For the bright home above; And there for ever sharing Its joy where" God is Love." J. S. B. Monsell. Be it with Thy presence blest; Ratify the nuptial vow; Hallowed let this union be With each other, and with Thee. 2 Thou in Cana didst appear At a marriage feast like this; Deign to meet us, Saviour, here, Fountain of unmingled bliss! Crown with joy this festive boardJoy that earth cannot afford. 3 We no miracle requireTurning water into wineAll our panting hearts desire Is to taste Thy love divine: Holy influence from above Consecrating earthly love. 785 4 Let the path our friends pursue, From this hour together trod, Many though its days, or few, Be a pilgrimage to God; To the land where rest is given, To our Father's house in heaven. 635 081 T. Raffles. 7.6.7.6.( 471.) THE voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day, 636 BURIAL OF THE DEAD. The primal marriage blessing, It hath not passed away. 2 Be present, awful Father, To give away this bride, As Eve Thou gav'st to Adam Out of his own pierced side. 3 Be present, Son of Mary, To join their loving hands, As Thou didst bind two natures In Thine eternal bands. 4 Be present, Holiest Spirit, To bless them as they kneel, As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom, The heavenly spouse dost seal. 50 spread Thy pure wing o'er them, Let no ill power find place, When onward to Thine altar The hallowed path they trace, 6 To cast their crowns before Thee In perfect sacrifice, Till to the home of gladness 786 With Christ's own Bride they rise! J. Keble. II. BURIAL OF THE DEAD. L. M.( 99.) From which none ever wakes to weep, A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus! oh, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet! With holy confidence to sing That death hath lost his venomed sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest; BURIAL OF THE DEAD. No fear, no foe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 787 4 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me May such a blissful refuge be; Securely shall my ashes lie, Waiting the summons from on high! Mrs. M. Mackay. 6.6.6.6.( 443.) H USH! blessèd are the dead In Jesu's arms who rest, And lean their weary head For ever on His breast. 2 O beatific sight! No darkling veil between, They see the Light of Light, Whom here they loved unseen. 3 For them the wild is past With all its toil and care; Its withering midnight blast, Its fiery noonday glare. 4 Them the Good Shepherd leads, Where storms are never rife; In tranquil dewy meads, Beside the Fount of Life. 5 Ours only are the tears, Who weep around their tomb, The light of bygone years 637 And shadowing years to come. 6 Their voice, their touch, their smile ,Those love- springs flowing o'er ,Earth for its little while Shall never know them more. 7 0 tender hearts and true, Our long lost vigil kept, We weep and mourn for you; Nor blame us: Jesus wept. 638 788 2 3 4 5 BURIAL OF THE DEAD. 8 But soon, at break of day, His calm, Almighty voice, Stronger than death, shall say, Awake, arise, rejoice. E. H. Bickersteth. 7.7.7.7.8.8.( 183.) TOW the labourer's task is o'er: NOW Now the battle- day is past; Tar Now upon the farther shore Lands the voyager at last. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. There the tears of earth are dried; There its hidden things are clear; There the work of life is tried By a juster Judge than here. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. There the penitents who turn To the Cross their dying eyes, All the love of Christ shall learn At His feet in Paradise. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. There no more the powers of hell Can prevail to mar their peace; Christ the Lord shall guard them well; He Who died for their release. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. " Earth to earth, and dust to dust;" Calmly now the words we say; Leaving him to sleep in trust Till the Resurrection- day. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping. J. Ellerton. BURIAL OF THE DEAD: 789 prow dog L. M.( 81.) 0 GRAVE, thou hast the victory; Beauty and strength are laid with thee, Yet than earth's mightiest, mightier, O grave, thou hast thy Vanquisher. 2 Long in thy sight was man forlorn; Long didst thou laugh his hope to scorn; Till rose the Conqueror of Death, Jesus, the Man of Nazareth. ler 3 He stood between us and despair; He bore, and gave us strength to bear; The mysteries of the grave unsealed, Our glorious destiny revealed. 4 Our home is not this mortal clime; Our life has not its bounds in time; And death is but a cloud that lies, Between the soul and paradise. 639 H. V. Elliott's Selection. 790 C. M.( 30.) do we WHY mourn departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms? ' Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to His arms. 2 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a sweet perfume. 300 at 3 The graves of all His saints He blessed, And softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head? 4 Thence He arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way: Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, At the great rising- day. 640 5 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations under ground; Ye saints, ascend the skies. 2 III. LAYING OF MEMORIAL OR FOUNDATION STONES OF CHAPELS. 791 3 MEMORIAL OR FOUNDATION STONES. 4 I. Watts. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 140.) HRIST is our Corner- stone, With His true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled; On His great love Our hopes we place Of present grace And joys above. O then with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring; Our voices we will raise The Three in One to sing; And thus proclaim In joyful song, Both loud and long, That glorious Name. Here, gracious God, do Thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh; In copious shower On all who pray, Each holy day Thy blessings pour. Here may we gain from Heaven The grace which we implore: And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore; Until that day When all the blest To endless rest Are called away. From the Latin, tr. by J. Chandler. MEMORIAL OR FOUNDATION STONES. 641 792 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 576.) IN the Name which earth and heaven Ever worship, praise, and fear ,Father, Son, and Holy Spirit ,Shall a house be builded here: Here with prayer its deep foundations, In the faith of Christ, we lay, an Trusting by His help to crown it With the top- stone in its day. 2 Here as in their due succession Stone on stone the workmen place, Thus, we pray, unseen but surely, Jesu, build us up in grace; Till, within these walls completed, We complete in Thee are found; And to Thee, the one Foundation, Strong and living stones, are bound. 3 Fair shall be Thine earthly temple: Here the careless passer- by Shall bethink him, in its beauty, Of the holier House on high; Weary hearts and troubled spirits Here shall find a still retreat; Sinful souls shall bring their burden Here to the Absolver's feet. 4 Yet with truer, nobler beauty, Lord, we pray, this house adorn, Where Thy Bride, Thy Church redeemèd, Robes her for her marriage morn; Clothed in garments of salvation, Rich with gems of heavenly grace, Spouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting Till she may behold His face. 5 Here in due and solemn order May her ceaseless prayer arise; 2 S 642 MEMORIAL OR FOUNDATION STONES. Here may strains of holy gladness ser Lift her heart above the skies; Here the word of life be spoken; Here the child of God be sealed; Here the Bread of Heaven be broken, " Till He come" Himself revealed. Thurs 6 Praise to Thee, O Master- Builder, Maker of the earth and skies; e Praise to Thee, in Whom Thy temple Fitly framed together lies: Praise to Thee, Eternal Spirit, Binding all that lives in one: Till our earthly praise be ended, And the eternal song begun! 793 J. Ellerton. L. M.( 85.) LORD of hosts, Whose glory fills O The bounds of the eternal hills, And yet vouchsafes in Christian lands To dwell in temples made with hands; 2 Grant that all we, who here to- day Rejoicing this foundation lay, May be in very deed Thine own, Built on the precious Corner- stone. 3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace, That shall adorn Thy dwelling- place; The beauty of the oak and pine, The gold and silver, make them Thine. 4 To Thee they all pertain; to Thee The treasures of the earth and sea; And when we bring them to Thy throne We but present Thee with Thine own. 5 The heads that guide endue with skill; The hands that work preserve from ill: MEMORIAL OR FOUNDATION STONES. That we, who these foundations lay, May raise the top- stone in its day. 794 6 Both now and ever, Lord, protect er The temple of Thine own elect; Be Thou in them, and they in Thee, O ever- blessèd Trinity! J. M. Neale. L. M.( 97.) THIS stone To Thee this temple, Lord, we build; Thy power and goodness here display, And be it with Thy presence filled. 2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling- place, And when Thou hearest, Lord, forgive! 643 3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of Thy Son, Still, by the power of His great Name, Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 Hosanna! to their heavenly King, When children's voices raise that song, Hosanna! let their angels sing, And heaven with earth the strain prolong. 5 But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest? Here will the world's Redeemer reign? And here the Holy Spirit rest? 6 Thy glory never hence depart; Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; Thy kingdom come to every heart; In every bosom fix Thy throne! J. Montgomery. 644 OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. IV. OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 795 L. M.( 393.) LL things are Thine: no gift have we, AL Lord of all gifts! to offer Thee; And hence with grateful hearts to- day, Thy own before Thy feet we lay. 2 Thy will was in the builders' thought; Thy hand unseen amidst us wrought; Through mortal motive, scheme and plan Thy wise eternal purpose ran. 3 No lack Thy perfect fulness knew; From human needs and longings grew This house of prayer, this home of rest, In which Thy people shall be blest. 4 In weakness and in want we call bitA 0. On Thee for Whom the heavens are small; Thy glory is Thy children's good, Thy joy Thy tender Fatherhood. E 5 O Father! deign these walls to bless; Fill with Thy love their emptiness: And let their door a gateway be To lead us from ourselves to Thee! 796 J. G. Whittier. L. M.( 100.) On earth establish His abode? And will He, from His radiant throne Dwell in these temples as His own? RÁ 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, And sing Thy condescending grace; Lord, let Thy mercy lend an ear, And call us sinful mortals near. 3 These walls we to Thine honour raise; Long may they echo with Thy praise; OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 797 And Thou, descending, fill the placeer With choicest tokens of Thy grace. 4 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the virtues of His train; While power divine His word attends, To quell His foes and cheer His friends; 5 And in the great decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, May it before the world appear That crowds were born for glory here. P. Doddridge. L. M.( 63.) CLOTE LOTHED in the golden robes of grace, We worship in this holy place; Howe'er the world our minds assail, Lord, let Thine influence prevail. 2 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, ha Inspire our souls with sacred love, Breathe o'er our thoughts devotion's flame, Enrich them with the Saviour's name. 3 Let no vain ceremonies here, Or formal worshippers, appear; Shut from our hearts each grovelling care, And all our souls for God prepare. 4 May answers to our prayers descend, When here our hearts and knees we bend, Find this( by Thy good Spirit given) The house of God, the gate of heaven. 5 Here, Lord, erect a mercy- seat; Here may Thy saints in union meet; O spread Thy tabernacle here! O may Thy glory now appear! 645 6 May not a pin or curtain fail; May not the gates of hell prevail; May not a single stake remove, But to that better house above! Anon. 646 798 od C. M.( 29.) G₁ REAT Shepherd of Thy people, hear! Thy presence now display; As Thou hast given a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray. OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 2 And may the gospel's joyful sound, Enforced by mighty grace, Awaken many sinners round, To come and fill the place. 3 Within these walls, let holy peace, And love, and concord dwell; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 4 The feeling heart, the weeping eye, The humble mind bestow; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 5 May we in faith receive Thy word, In faith present our prayers; And, in the presence of our Lord, Unbosom all our cares. 6 Show us some token of Thy love, Our fainting hope to raise; And pour Thy blessings from above, That we may render praise. 799 J. Newton. 8.7.8.7.8.7.( 564.) IN the Name which holy angels In the Name of Him Whose Presence Fills His temple even here; To the throne of grace and mercy We with prayer and song draw near. 2 Thou Whose cloud of glory rested On the Tent in ancient days, OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. Will not scorn the lowly building Which the poor and needy raise, Lest our souls in darkness perish, Lest our lips forget Thy praise. H 3 Dearer far than gold or silver Are the living stones to Thee, Which for thine eternal temple 4 Soon the fairest and the strongest Earthly fabric must decay; For our years are but a shadow, As a dream we pass away; But that House abideth ever In the land of endless day. 5 Build us then, O Lord Almighty, On the sure Foundation- stone; Bind us ever close together H Framed and polished here may be, Evermore Thy praise to echo, Evermore Thy Face to see. W of 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 569.) In the love of Thee alone; Let our bodies be Thy temples, And our hearts Thy Spirit's Throne. 647 HIT 6 Praise to Thee, O Great Creator, For the work by Thee begun; Praise to Thee, in Whom, Lord Jesus, All Thy scattered flock are one; Praise to Thee, Eternal Spirit, With the Father and the Son. J. Ellerton. 800 RE- OPENING. LE IFT the strain of high thanksgiving! Tread with songs the hallowed way! Praise our fathers' God for mercies New to us their sons to- day: 648 OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. Here they built for Him a dwelling, Served Him here in ages past, Fixed it for His sure possession, Holy ground, while time shall last. 2 When the years had wrought their changes, He, our own unchanging God, Thought on this His habitation, Looked on His decayed abode; Heard our prayers, and helped our counsels, Blessed the silver and the gold, Till once more His house is standing Firm and stately as of old. TERE AUT 3 Entering then Thy gates with praises, Lord, be ours Thine Israel's prayer;" Rise into Thy place of resting, Show Thy promised Presence there!" Let the gracious word be spoken Here, as once on Sion's height, " This shall be My rest for ever, This My dwelling of delight!" - 4 Fill this latter house with glory Greater than the former knew; Clothe with righteousness its priesthood, Guide its choir to reverence true; Let Thy Holy One's anointing Here its sevenfold blessing shed; Spread for us the heavenly Banquet, Satisfy Thy poor with Bread. 5 Praise to Thee, Almighty Father! Praise to Thee, Eternal Son! Praise to Thee, all- quickening Spirit! 008 Ever- blessèd Three in One; Threefold Power and Grace and Wisdom! Moulding out of sinful clay Living stones for that pure temple Which shall never know decay. J. Ellerton. OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 649 801 C. M.( 52.) LIGHT up this house with glory, Lord; Enter, Thine own; Receive the homage of our souls, Erect Thy temple- throne. 2 We ask no bright shekinah- cloud To glorify the place; Give, Lord, the substance of that signA plenitude of grace. 3 We rear no altar- Thou hast died; We deck no priestly shrine; What need have we of creature- aid? The power to save is Thine. 40 Thou, Who, risen, cam'st to bless, Gently as comes the dew, Here, entering, breathe on all around, " Peace, peace be unto you." 5 No rushing, mighty wind we ask; No tongues of flame desire; Grant us the Spirit's quickening light, His purifying fire. 6 Light up this house with glory, LordThe glory of that love Which forms and saves a Church below, And makes a heaven above. 802 J. Harris. 7.7.7.7.( 417.) ORD of Hosts, how lovely fair, 408 Here Thy waiting people see all Much of heaven, and much of Thee. 2 From Thy gracious presence flows Bliss that softens all our woes; While the Spirit's holy fire ll Warms our hearts with pure desire. 650 3 Here we supplicate Thy throne; 108 Here Thou mak'st Thy glories known: Here we learn Thy righteous ways; Taste Thy love, and sing Thy praise. OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 4 Thus with festive songs of joy We our happy lives employ; Love, and long to love Thee more, Till from earth to heaven we soar. D. Turner. 803 7.7.7.7.( 109.) ORD of Hosts, to Thee we raise Thou the people's hearts prepare Here to meet for praise and prayer. 2 Let the living here be fed With Thy Word, the heavenly Bread; Here, in hope of glory bless'd, May the dead be laid to rest. 2 a and praise; 3 Here to Thee a temple stand, While the sea shall gird the land Here reveal Thy mercy sure, While the sun and moon endure! 4 Hallelujah! earth and sky To the joyful sound reply! Hallelujah! hence ascendinol dodW Prayer and praise till time shall end. 804 J. Montgomery. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 138.) KING of Glory, come, And with Thy favour crown This temple as Thy dome, This people as Thy own; Beneath this roof, O deign to show How God can dwell with men below! Here may Thine ear attend Our interceding cries; 3 4 OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 651 And grateful praise ascend, All fragrant, to the skies: Here may Thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around! Here may th' attentive throng Imbibe Thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphim above; And willing crowds surround Thy board, With sacred joy and sweet accord. Here, may our unborn sons And daughters sound Thy praise, And shine, like polished stones, Through long succeeding days: Here, Lord, display Thy saving power, While temples stand, and men adore. 805 B. Francis. 8.7.8.7.8.7.( 211.) THOU THOU Who once for us uplifted, Reigning from the awful tree, By Thine ever- fruitful Passion Drawest sinful souls to Thee, Let the fulness of Thy blessing On this new foundation be. 2[ In Thy name, O Lord, we lay it,* Not for pleasure or for pride; Yet if Thou vouchsafe Thy presence With Thy people to abide, These poor walls shall be a palace For our King, the Crucified!] 18 3[ In Thy Name this house is builded, t First and last the work is Thine; In Thy name, and in remembrance Of Thy great salvation's sign; * Foundation. + Dedication or anniversary. 652 OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. Once the tree of shame and anguish, Now of grace and love the Shrine.] 4 Here proclaimed in all its fulness Let Thy Cross display its might; Foolishness to them that scorn it, Wisdom to the sons of light; Pardon, healing, free salvation, In the contrite sinner's sight. 5 Here may we be found beside Thee, Watching in unwearied faith, y In our joys and in our sorrows True to Jesus unto death; Clinging to the Cross in patience, Till we yield to Thee our breath. 6 Those that here, by this Thy token, Shall be hallowed as Thine own, W Grant them through their day of battle Nevermore to lay it down, Till at eve they rest beneath it, Waiting for Thy promised Crown! 308 7 Now to Him Who, Prince and Saviour, By His Cross the victory won, From the host of His redeemed ones Be the song of praise begun, Which the white- robed throng shall echo While eternal ages run. d 806 J. Ellerton. C. M.( Chant 298.) Touit over earth and sea, THOU, Whose unmeasured temple stands Accept the walls that human hands Have raised, O God, to Thee. 2 And let the Comforter and Friend, Thy Holy Spirit, meet With those who here in worship bend Before Thy mercy- seat. O OPENING OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. 653 3 May they who err be guided here a To find the better way; And they who mourn, and they who fear, Be strengthened as they pray. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And hallowed wishes rise, While round these peaceful walls the storm Of earth- born passion dies. W. C. Bryant. 807 8.6.8.6.8.8.( 195.) JUBILEE OF A PLACE OF WORSHIP. WITH Y TITHIN Thy temple, Lord, of old, Above the kneeling throngs Their tale the silver trumpets told, And woke the joyful songs;The time is come! the slave is free! All hail the year of Jubilee! 2 Again in Nazareth's house of prayer The Lord of Freedom stood, Proclaiming to the listeners there o The tidings glad and good:I come to set the prisoners free; To preach the year of Jubilee! bud 3 0 Thou, anointed then to save The souls imprisoned long, And ransom from the very grave The captives of the strong; All life is Freedom now in Thee, And every year a Jubilee! " 8" 8 IT 4 Behold us gathered by Thy grace Where fifty years ago Our fathers built this holy place to olen Thy saving Name to show; To seek Thy face on bended knee, of And preach Thy Gospel's Jubilee. bnA be vol of 654 LAYING FOUNDATION STONE OF SCHOOL. 5 Our fathers' God! be ours to- day; Come with Thy saving power; In every heart prepare Thy way, And bring the accepted hour. Still let Thy word set captives free And make this day a Jubilee. 6 So when another trumpet- blast Rings in that greatest Day, When all things are restored at last, All wrongs are done away, We may come forth redeemed and free To keep Thine endless Jubilee. J. Ellerton. V. LAYING THE FOUNDATION STONE OF A SCHOOLROOM. 808 L. M.( 396.) " TRENGTHEN thy stakes, extend thy cords, Such were the sacred prophet's words, The prophet by Jehovah sent. 2 Encouraged by the high command, And trusting in the promised grace, Thy people, Lord, assembled stand To found a building to Thy praise. 3 Nerve every hand, enlarge each heart, Assist the work we now design: Thy blessing to the whole impart, The honour and the glory Thine! 4 Here may the young hosannas sing To David's Son and Lord alone; And children thus their witness bring To Him- the precious Corner- stone; 5 And here, by pious teachers won To love" the house where prayer is made," Be led to fix their hopes upon That sure Foundation Thou hast laid. OPENING OF A NEW SCHOOLROOM. 6 Thus bless Thy cause, eternal King, Throughout all time, in every place; Till with this anthem heaven shall ring, Grace to the Head- stone- glorious grace! Anon. VI. OPENING OF A NEW SCHOOLROOM. L. M.( 91.) 809 A CHILDREN'S temple here we build, In hope that with Thy presence filled These humble walls may ever be. 2 When Christ, Thy holy Child, was born, He had not where to lay His head; Though King of kings, He did not scorn A stable- roof and manger- bed. 655 3 He Who the throne of glory shares Came down, that we, through sovereign love, Might be God's children and God's heirs, Joint heirs with Him in bliss above! 4 And is He not to- day the same As yesterday? and visits there, Where two or three, in His great Name, Are met for worship, praise, and prayer? 5 Yes, and where simple souls are taught To do His heavenly Father's will, Or infants to His arms are brought, He welcomes them and blesses still. 6 Come, Holy Ghost, while we draw nigh; Such life and power to all afford, That each may" Abba, Father!" cry, And young and old call Jesus Lord. J. Montgomery 810 8.8.8.8.( 230.) WITH WITH grateful delight we survey The work of this building complete; 656 OPENING OF AN ORGAN. We bless Thee, dear Saviour, this day, We thus are permitted to meet. 2 But what will this structure avail IT Unless Thy kind presence is here? Our work will eternally fail, No fruit unto God will appear. 3 But sweet are Thy promises, Lord, On these let us ever depend; 20 Thou say'st where Thy Name we record Thy presence and grace shall attend. 4 Then, thankful for all that is past, With cheerful delight may we move; Whilst, gracious Redeemer, we ask For brighter displays of Thy love. American. VII. OPENING OF AN ORGAN. BEDRE VOT 811 ivo D. C. M.( 533.) A¹ LL nature's works His praise declare To Whom they all belong; There is a voice in every star, In every breeze a song. Sweet music fills the world abroad a With strains of love and power; The stormy sea sings praise to God, The thunder and the shower. 2 To God the tribes of ocean cry, And birds upon the wing; To God the powers that dwell on high Their tuneful tribute bring. Like them, let man the throne surround, With them loud chorus raise, roy br While instruments of loftier sound Assist his feeble praise. 3 Great God, to Thee we consecrate Our voices and our skill; A b 018 71 HOSPITAL SUNDAY. We bid the pealing organ wait To speak alone Thy will. O teach its rich and swelling notes To lift our souls on high, And while the music round us floats, Let earth- born passion die. H. Ware, Jun. VIII. HOSPITAL SUNDAY. 812 L. M.( 381.) 0 THOU through suffering perfect made, On Whom the bitter Cross was laid; In hours of sickness, grief, and pain, No sufferer turns to Thee in vain. 2 The halt, the maimed, the sick, the blind, Sought not in vain Thy tendance kind; Now in Thy poor Thyself we see, And minister through them to Thee. 3 O loving Saviour, Thou canst cure The pains and woes Thou didst endure; For all who need, Physician great, Thy healing balm we supplicate. 813 657 4 But oh, far more, let each keen pain And hour of woe be heavenly gain, Each stroke of Thy chastising rod Bring back the wanderer nearer God. 5 Oh! heal the bruisèd heart within: Oh! save our souls all sick with sin: Give life and health in bounteous store, That we may praise Thee evermore. W. W. How. D. C. M.( 192.) TH THINE arm, O Lord, in days of old Was strong to heal and save; It triumphed o'er disease and death, O'er darkness and the grave; 2 T 658 HOSPITAL SUNDAY. To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, The palsied and the lame, The lep with his tainted life, The sick with fevered frame. 2 And lo, Thy touch brought life and health, Gave speech, and strength, and sight, And youth renewed and frenzy calmed, Owned Thee, the Lord of light. And now, O Lord, be near to bless, S18 Almighty as of yore; In crowded street, by restless couch, As by Gennesareth's shore. 3 Be Thou our great Deliverer still, Thou Lord of life and death; Restore and quicken, soothe and bless With Thine Almighty breath. To hands that work, and eyes that see, Give wisdom's heavenly lore, That whole and sick, and weak and strong, May praise Thee evermore. E. H. Plumptre. 814 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 205.) THOU to Whom the sick and dying Still with healing words replying To the wearied cry of pain; Hear us, Jesus, as we meet Suppliants at Thy mercy- seat. 2 Every care, and every sorrow, Be it great, or be it small, Yesterday,-to- day,-to- morrow ,When, where'er it may befall, Lay we humbly at Thy Feet, Suppliants at Thy mercy- seat. HOSPITAL SUNDAY. 3 Still the weary, sick, and dying Need a brother's, sister's care, On Thy higher help relying May we now their burdens share, Bringing all our offerings meet, Suppliants at Thy mercy- seat. 4 May each child of Thine be willing, Willing both in hand and heart, All the law of love fulfilling, Every comfort to impart, Ever bringing offerings meet, Suppliant at Thy mercy- seat. 5 Then shall sickness, sin, and sadness, To Thy healing power yield, Till the sick and sad, in gladness, Rescued, ransomed, cleansèd, healed, One in Thee together meet, Pardoned at Thy Judgment- seat. 815 659 G. Thring. L. M.( 61.) WE THEN, like a stranger on our sphere, The lowly Jesus wandered here, Where'er He went, affliction fled, And sickness reared her fainting head. 2 The eye that rolled in darksome night Beheld His face- for God is light; The opening ear, the loosened tongue, His precepts heard, His praises sung. 3 With bounding steps, the halt and lame To hail their great Deliverer, came: O'er the cold grave He bowed His head, He spake the word, and raised the dead. 4 Demoniac madness, dark and wild, In His inspiring presence smiled; The storm of horror ceased to roll, And reason lightened through the soul. 660 2 IX. GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. 816 3 4 5 GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. 5 Through paths of loving- kindness led, Where Jesus triumphed, we would tread; And where He gives the power, dispense The gifts of true benevolence. J. Montgomery. 6 5.5.5.11.( 123.) COME, let us arise, And press to the skies; The summons obey, My friends, my belovèd, and hasten away. The Master of all For our service doth call, And deigns to approve, With smiles of acceptance, our labour of love. His burden who bear, We alone can declare How easy His yoke, While to love and good works we each other provoke; By word and by deed, The bodies in need, The souls to relieve, And freely as Jesus hath given to give. Then let us attend Our heavenly Friend, In His members distrest, By want, or affliction, or sickness opprest: The prisoner relieve, The stranger receive; Supply all their wants; And spend and be spent in assisting His saints. 7 GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. 66T Thus while we bestow Our moments below, Ourselves we forsake, And refuge in Jesus's righteousness take: 8 His passion alone The foundation we own; And pardon we claim, And eternal redemption in Jesus's name. 817 C. Wesley. C. M.( 42.) ESUS, my Lord, how rich Thy grace! How shall I count the matchless sum; How pay the mighty debt.! 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost Thou exalted shine; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are Thine? 3 But Thou hast brethren here below, The partners of Thy grace: And wilt confess their humble names Before Thy Father's face. 818 4 In them Thou may'st be clothed and fed, And visited, and cheered; And in their accents of distress, My Saviour's voice is heard. P. Doddridge. 8.8.8.6.( 229.) 0 GOD of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our life to Thee. 662 GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. 2 And Thou, Who cam'st on earth to die, That fallen man might live thereby, O hear us, for to Thee we cry, In hope, O Lord, to Thee. 3 Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, To feel for those Thy Blood hath bought; That every word, and deed, and thought May work a work for Thee. 4 For all are brethren, far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died:Then teach us, whatsoe'er betide, To love them all in Thee. 5 In sickness, sorrow, want, or care, Whate'er it be,' tis ours to share; May we, when help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee. 6 And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live, to live in love, Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above All those who give to Thee. G. Thring. 819 hot 8.8.8.4.( 594.) To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Giver of all? 2 For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Giver of all. 3 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, And e'en that gift Thou dost outrun, And give us all. GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. 663 4 Thou giv'st the blessèd Spirit's dower, Spirit of life and love and power, And dost His sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. 5 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, Father, what can to Thee be given, Who givest all! 6 We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasures without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all. 7 Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee, Repaid a thousandfold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee, Giver of all: 8 To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give, Oh, may we ever with Thee live, Giver of all! C. Wordsworth. 820 7.5.7.5.7.5.7.5. ( 468.) THINE are all the gifts, O God! Let the naked feet be shod, And the starving fed. Let Thy children, by Thy grace, Give as they abound, Till the poor have breathing- space, And the lost are found. 2 Wiser than the miser's hoards Is the giver's choice; Sweeter than the song of birds Is the thankful voice. 664 GENERAL CHARITIES AND ALMSGIVING. Welcome smiles on faces sad As the flowers of spring; Let the tender hearts be glad With the joy they bring. 821 2 3 4 5 6 J. G. Whittier. S. M.( 12.) WE give Thee but Thine own, gift may All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first- fruits give. Oh! hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled, Are straying from the fold. To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is Angels' work below. The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, 098 To teach the way of life and peace ,It is a Christ- like thing. And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be ,Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. W. W. How. FLOWER SERVICES. 822 X. FLOWER SERVICES. C. M.( 375.) GOD YOD might have made the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak tree and the cedar tree, Without a flower at all. 2 He might have made enough- enough For every want of ours, For food and medicine and toil, And yet have made no flowers. 3 Then, wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace, Upspringing day and night? 4 Springing in valleys green and low, And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness, Where no man passeth by? 665 5 Our outward life requires them not, Then wherefore had they birth? To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth. 6 To whisper hope, to comfort man, Whene'er his faith is dim; For He Who careth for the flowers, Will care much more for him. M. Howitt. 823 11.10.11.10.( 253.) H ERE, Lord, we offer Thee all that is fairest, Bloom from the garden, and flowers from the field, Gifts for the stricken ones, knowing Thou carest More for the love than the wealth that we yield. 666 FLOWER SERVICES. 2* Send, Lord, by these to the sick and the dying, Speak to their hearts with a message of peace: Comfort the sad, who in weakness are lying, Grant the departing a gentle release. 3 Raise, Lord, to health again those who have sickened, Fair be their lives as the roses in bloom; Give of Thy grace to the souls Thou hast quickened, Gladness for sorrow, and brightness for gloom. 4 We, Lord, like flowers, must bloom and must wither, We, like these blossoms, must fade and must die; Gather us, Lord, to Thy bosom for ever, Grant us a place in Thy House in the sky. A. G. W. Blunt. 824 C. M.( 378.) PAINTER of the fruits and flowers, 0 We own Thy wise design, Whereby these human hands of ours May share the works of Thine! 2 Apart from Thee, we plant in vain The root, and sow the seed; Thy early and Thy latter rain, Thy sun and dew we need. 3 Our toil is sweet with thankfulness, Our burden is our boon; The curse of earth's grey morning is The blessing of its noon. * This verse to be sung when the flowers are sent to the sick. FOR THOSE AT SEA 4 Why search the wide world everywhere, For Eden's unknown ground?That garden of the primal pair May never more be found. 5 But, blest by Thee, our patient toil May right the ancient wrong, And give to every clime and soil The beauty lost so long. 6 Our homestead, flowers, and fruited trees, May Eden's orchard shame; We taste the tempting sweets of these, Like Eve, without her blame. 7 And, North and South, and East and West, The pride of every zone; The fairest, rarest, and the best, May all be made our own. 8 Its earliest shrines the young world sought, In hill- groves, and in bowers; The fittest offerings thither brought, Were Thy own fruits and flowers. 9 And still with reverent hands we cull Thy gifts each year renewed; The good is always beautiful, The beautiful is good. 825 667 J. G. Whittier. XI. FOR THOSE AT SEA. L. M.( 72.) As o'er the trackless deep we roam; Be Thou our haven always nigh, On homeless waters Thou our home. 2 O Jesus, Saviour, at Whose voice The tempest sank to perfect rest, 668 FOR THOSE AT SEA. Bid Thou the mourner's heart rejoice, And cleanse and calm the troubled breast. 3 O Holy Ghost, beneath Whose power The ocean woke to life and light, Command Thy blessing in this hour, Thy fostering warmth, Thy quickening might. 4 Great God, Triune Jehovah, Thee We love, we worship, we adore; Our refuge on time's changeful sea, Our joy on heaven's eternal shore. E. H. Bickersteth. 826 L. M.( 99.) ORD of the sea! afar from land L We still within Thy presence stand: Now grant us grace to worship Thee, And keep our Sabbath on the sea. 2 Be banished care, be vanquished fear! Our hearts into calm waters steer; So may they rest although we roam, And on the deep be still at home. 3 Be calm without and calm within, And all our worship free from sin; And as of Thee Thy servants hear, O let us feel that Thou art near! 4 Thy blessing, gracious Lord, we crave; Thou oft didst sail the Hebrew wave;Sail with us now that, joyful, we May keep our Sabbath on the sea. 5 Thine is the sea, as Thine the land; We still within Thy presence stand; In Thy blest Spirit's light may we Find mercy's gate upon sea! G. T. Coster. 827 MORNING. 7.7.7.7.( 118.) Guide us through the watery way; In the hollow of Thy hand Hide, and bring us safe to land. 2 Jesus, let our faithful mind Rest, on Thee alone reclined; Every anxious thought repress, Keep our souls in perfect peace. 3 Keep the souls whom now we leave, Bid them to each other cleave; Bid them walk on life's rough sea; Bid them come by faith to Thee. 4 Save, till all these tempests end, All who on Thy love depend; Waft our happy spirits o'er; Land us on the heavenly shore. 828 C. Wesley, XII. TIMES AND SEASONS. I. MORNING. L. M.( 81) AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun run: Thy Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 669 2 Thy precious time mis- spent redeem, Each present day thy last esteem; Improve thy talent with due care; For the Great Day thyself prepare. 670 3 In conversation be sincere, Keep conscience as the noon- tide clear; Think how All- seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys. MORNING. 4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who, all night long, unwearied sing High praise to the Eternal King. 5 All praise to Thee, Who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me whilst I slept: Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. 6 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Disperse my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill. 7 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite. 8 Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 829 T. Ken. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 173.) CHRI HRIST, Whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night; Day- spring from on high, be near; Day- star, in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by Thee; MORNING. Joyless is the day's return, Till Thy mercy's beams I see; Till Thou inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit then this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy Divine! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day! C. or J. Wesley. 830 L. M.( 84.) L ORD God of morning and of night, We thank Thee for Thy gift of light; As in the dawn the shadows fly, We seem to find Thee now more nigh. 2 Fresh hopes have wakened in the heart, Fresh force to do our daily part; Thy slumber- gifts our strength restore Throughout the day to serve Thee more. 3 Yet, whilst Thy will we would pursue, Oft what we would we cannot do; The sun may stand in zenith skies, But on the soul thick midnight lies. 671 4 O Lord of lights,' tis Thou alone Canst make our darkened hearts Thine own: O then be with us, Lord, that we In Thy great day may wake to Thee. 5 Praise God, our Maker and our Friend; Praise Him through time, till time shall end! Till psalm and song His Name adore Through Heaven's great day of Evermore. F. T. Palgrave. 672 831 MORNING. C. M.( 52). 0 LORD of life, Thy quickening voice Awakes my morning song; In gladsome words I would rejoice That I to Thee belong. 2 I see Thy light, I feel Thy wind! Earth is Thy uttered word; Whatever wakes my heart and mind, Thy presence is, my Lord. 3 Therefore I choose my highest part, And turn my face to Thee; Therefore I stir my inmost heart To worship fervently. 4 Lord, let me live and act this day, Still rising from the dead; Lord, make my spirit good and gayGive me my daily bread. 5 Within my heart, speak, Lord, speak on, My heart alive to keep Till the night comes, and, labour done, In Thee I fall asleep. G. Macdonald. 832 L. M.( 81.) TIMELY happy, timely wise, 0 Hearts that with rising morn arise; Eyes that the beam celestial view, Which evermore makes all things new! 2 New every morning is the lové Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought. 3 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; MORNING. New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 4 If, on our daily course, our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. 5 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see; Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and care. 6 The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask, Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us daily nearer God. 673 7 Seek we no more; content with these, Let present rapture, comfort, ease, As Heaven shall bid them, come and go;The secret this of rest below. 8 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love, Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray. J. Keble. 833 11.10.11.10.( 632 or 633.) STILL, still with Thee, when purple mornWhen the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than the daylight, Dawns the sweet consciousness," I am with Thee!" 2 Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows, The solemn hush of nature newly born; Alone with Thee, in breathless adoration, In the calm dew and freshness of the morn. 2 U 674 3 As in the dawning o'er the waveless ocean, The image of the morning- star doth rest, So, in this stillness, Thou beholdest only Thine image in the waters of my breast. 4 Still, still with Thee! as to each new- born morning A fresh and solemn splendour still is given, So doth this blessèd consciousness, awaking, Breathe, each day, nearness unto Thee and heaven. EVENING. 5 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber, Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer; Sweet the repose, beneath Thy wings o'ershading, But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there. 6 So shall it be at last, in that bright morning When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee; Oh! in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought," I am with Thee!" H. B. Stowe. II. EVENING. 834 10.10.10.10.( 249 or Chant 262.) BIDE with me! fast falls the eventide; A: abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories_pass away; Change and decay in all around see: O Thou who changest not, abide with me! EVENING. 675 3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord ,Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come not to sojourn, but abide with me! 4 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings; But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea: Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me. 5 I need Thy presence every passing hourWhat but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me! 6 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness: Where is death's sting, where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 7 Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! H. F. Lyte. 835 L. M.( 99.) A LL praise to Thee, my God! this night, Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings! 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 676 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 0 may my soul on Thee repose! And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that may me more vigorous make, To serve my God when I awake. EVENING. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply: Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. 6 O when shall I in endless day For ever chase dark sleep away, And hymns with the supernal choir Incessant sing, and never tire? 7 Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. T. Ken. 836 FATH 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 133 or 440.) ATHER of love and power, Guard Thou our evening hour, Shield with Thy might; For all Thy care this day Our grateful thanks we pay, And to our Father pray, Bless us to- night! 2 Jesus Immanuel! Come in Thy love to dwell In hearts contrite; For many sins we grieve, But we Thy grace receive, And in Thy word believe; Bless us to- night! 828 EVENING. 3 Spirit of Holiness, Gentle transforming Grace, Indwelling Light; Soothe Thou each weary breast, Now let Thy peace possest, Calm us to perfect rest, Bless us to- night! G. Rawson. 837 8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4.( 524.) G Darkness and light, NOD that madest earth and heaven, 88 Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night; 838 May Thine angel- guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us This livelong night. 2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping; And, when we die, May we, in Thy mighty keeping, 677 All peaceful lie. When the last dread call shall wake us, Do not Thou, our God, forsake us, But to reign in glory take us With Thee on high. R. Heber and R. Whately. 7.7.7.5.( 497.) TTOLY Father, cheer our way With Thy love's perpetual ray: Grant us every closing day Light at evening- time. 2 Holy Saviour, calm our fears When earth's brightness disappears: Grant us in our latter years Light at evening- time. 678 3 Holy Spirit, be Thou nigh When in mortal pains we lie; Grant us, as we come to die, Light at evening- time. EVENING. 4 Holy, Blessèd Trinity! Darkness is not dark to Thee; Those Thou keepest always see Light at evening- time. 839 HOW OW R. H. Robinson. 12.11.12.11.( 639.) calmly the evening once more is descending, As kind as a promise, as still as a prayer; O wing of the Lord, in Thy shelter befriending, May we and our households continue to share! 2 The sky, like the kingdom of heaven, is open; O enter, my soul, at the glorious gates; The silence and smile of His love are the token, Who now for all comers invitingly waits. 3 We come to be soothed with His merciful healing; The dews of the night cure the wounds of the day; We come, our life's work and its brevity feeling, With thanks for the past, for the future we pray. 4 Lord, save us from folly; be with us in sorrow; Sustain us in work till the time of our rest; When earth's day is over, may heaven's tomorrow Dawn on us, of homes long expected possest. T. T. Lynch. EVENING, 840 L. M.( 399.) LIGHT of life, O Saviour dear, 0 Before we sleep bow down Thine ear; Through dark and day, o'er land and sea, We have no other hope but Thee. 2 Oft from Thy royal road we part, Lost in the mazes of the heart! Our lamps put out, our course forgot, We seek for God, and find Him not. 3 What sudden sunbeams cheer our sight! What dawning risen upon the night! Thou giv'st Thyself to us, and we Find Guide and Path and all in Thee. 4 Through day and darkness, Saviour dear, Abide with us more nearly near; Till on Thy face we lift our eyes, The Sun of God's own Paradise. 841 5 Praise God, our Maker and our Friend; Praise Him through time, till time shall end! Till psalm and song His Name adore, Through Heaven's great day of Evermore. F. T. Palgrave. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 507.) SATURDAY EVENING. 679 SAFEL ( AFELY through another week, God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek On the approaching Sabbath- day: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 When the morn shall bid us rise, May we feel Thy presence near! May Thy glory meet our eyes, When we in Thy house appear! 680 There afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. EVENING. 3 May Thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints: Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the Church above. 842 J. Newton. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 573.) SAVIO CAVIOUR! breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal; Sin and want we come confessing, Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal: Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow past us fly, Angel- guards from Thee surround us, We are safe if Thou art nigh. 2 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from Thee, Thou art He Who, never weary, 843 Watchest where Thy people be. Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom. J. Edmeston. L. M.( 75 or 403.) UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, be near; O may no earth- born cloud arise, To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to- day the voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin: Let him no more lie down in sin. EVENING. 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep to- night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 844 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. 2 3 681 J. Keble. 7.6.7.6.8.8.( 493.) THE day is past and over; All thanks, O Lord, to Thee; We pray Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be: O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And save me through the coming night. The joys of day are over; I lift my heart to Thee, And call on Thee that sinless The hours of sin may be: O Jesus, make their darkness light, And save me through the coming night. The toils of day are over, I raise the hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be: O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 682 4 Be Thou my soul's Preserver, O God, for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which we have to go. Lover of men! O hear my call, And guard and save me from them all! Anatolius, tr. by Dr. Neale. 845 SPRING. THE 8.8.8.4.( 5.93.) morn And spent too soon her golden store; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more. 2 Our life is but an autumn day, Its glorious noon how quickly past;Lead us, O Christ, Thou Living Way, Safe home at last. 3 Oh! by Thy soul- inspiring grace Uplift our hearts to realms on high; Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky;4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace In undivided empire reign, And thronging angels never cease Their deathless strain;5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white, And evening shadows never fall, Where Thou, Eternal Light of light, Art Lord of all. G. Thring. 846 III. SPRING. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) LL is bright and cheerful round us; Spring at last has come, and found us, Spring and all its pleasures too: SPRING. Every flower is full of gladness; Dew is bright and buds are gay; Earth, with all its sin and sadness, Seems a happy place to- day. 2 If the flowers, that fade so quickly, If a day, that ends in night, If the sky, that clouds so thickly Often cover from our sight ,If they all have so much beauty, What must be God's Land of Rest, Where His sons, that do their duty, After many toils are blest? 847 3 There are leaves that never wither, There are flowers that ne'er decay; Nothing evil goeth thither, Nothing good is kept away. They that come from tribulation, Washed their robes and made them white, Out of every tongue and nation, There have rest and peace and light. J. M. Neale. 683 C. M.( 378.) THE glory of the spring how sweet! The new- born life how glad! What joy the happy earth to greet In new, bright raiment clad! 2 Divine Renewer! Thee I bless; I greet Thy going forth: I love Thee in the loveliness Of Thy renewed earth. 3 But oh! these wonders of Thy grace, These nobler works of Thine, These marvels sweeter far to trace, These new- births more divine! 684 4 These sinful souls Thou hallowest, no These hearts Thou makest new, These mourning souls by Thee made blest, These faithless hearts made true: SUMMER. 5 This new- born glow of faith so strong, This bloom of love so fair; This new- born ecstasy of song And fragrancy of prayer! 6 Creator Spirit, work in me These wonders sweet of Thine! Divine Renewer, graciously Renew this heart of mine! 7 Still let new life and strength upspring, Still let new joy be given! And grant the glad new song to ring Through the new earth and Heaven! T. H. Gill. 848 IV. SUMMER. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 129.) SUMM UMMER suns are glowing Over land and sea, Happy light is flowing Bountiful and free. Everything rejoices In the mellow rays, All earth's thousand voices Swell the psalm of praise. 2 God's free mercy streameth Over all the world, And His banner gleametli Everywhere unfurled. Broad and deep and glorious As the heaven above, Shines in might victorious His eternal Love. 849 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 3 Lord, upon our blindness Thy pure radiance pour; For Thy loving- kindness Makes us love Thee more. And when clouds are drifting Dark across our sky, Then, the veil uplifting, Father, be Thou nigh. 4 We will never doubt Thee, Though Thou veil Thy light: Life is dark without Thee; Death with Thee is bright. Light of Light! shine o'er us On our pilgrim way, Go Thou still before us To the endless day. W. W. How. V. AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 177.) 685 Raise the song of harvest- home: All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin; God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied: Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest- home! 2 All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield: Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown: First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Lord of harvest! grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be. 686 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take His harvest home; From His field shall in that day All offences purge away; Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast; But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord! quickly come, To Thy final harvest- home! Gather Thou Thy people in, Free from sorrow, free from sin; There for ever purified, 850 In Thy presence to abide: Come, with all Thine angels, come, Raise the glorious harvest- home! H. Alford. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 717.) is Heaven is bright above; Every brow is beaming In the light of love; Every eye rejoices, Every thought is praise; Happy hearts and voices Gladden nights and days. O Almighty Giver; Bountiful and free, As the joy in harvest, Joy we before Thee. 2 Every youth and maiden, On the harvest plain, Round the waggons laden With their golden grain, Swell the happy chorus On the evening air, 851 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. Unto Him Who o'er us Bends with constant care. O Almighty Giver,& c. 3 For the sun and showers, For the rain and dew, For the happy hours Spring and summer knew; For the golden autumn And its precious stores, For the love that brought them Teeming to our doors. O Almighty Giver,& c. 4 Earth's broad harvest whitens In a brighter sun Than the orb that lightens All we tread upon. Send our labourers, Father! Where fields rip'ning wave; And the nations gather, Gather in and save. O Almighty Giver,& c. 687 J. S. B. Monsell. L. M.( 100.) ETERNAL Source of every joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 2 The flowery spring at Thy command Embalms the air and paints the land; The summer rays with vigour shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, softened by Thy care, No more a face of horror wear. 688 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise; Still be the cheerful homage paid With opening light and evening shade! 5 O may our more harmonious tongues In worlds unknown pursue the songs; And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more! P. Doddridge. 852 C. M.( 56.) MOUNTAIN of mercy! God of love! How rich Thy bounties are! The rolling seasons, as they move, Proclaim Thy constant care. 2 When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness marked its secret birth, And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was Thine; The plants in beauty grew: Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, And mild refreshing dew. 4 These various mercies from above, Matured the swelling grain; A yellow harvest crowns Thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 5 Seed- time and harvest, Lord, alone Thou dost on man bestow; Let him not then forget to own From Whom his blessings flow! 771 6 Fountain of love! our praise is Thine; To Thee our songs we'll raise, And all created nature join In sweet harmonious praise. Alice Flowerdew. AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 853 8.8.8.8.4.4.8. L ORD of the harvest! Thee we hail; Thine ancient promise doth not fail; The varying seasons haste their round, With goodness all our years are crowned; Our thanks we pay This holy day; O let our hearts in tune be found! 2 If Spring doth wake the song of mirth; If Summer warms the fruitful earth; When Winter sweeps the naked plain, Or Autumn yields its ripened grain, Still do we sing To Thee, our King; Through all their changes Thou dost reign. 3 But chiefly when Thy liberal hand Scatters new plenty o'er the land, When sounds of music fill the air, As homeward all their treasures bear; We too will raise Our hymn of praise, For we Thy common bounties share. 4 Lord of the harvest! all is Thine! The rains that fall, the suns that shine, The seed once hidden in the ground, The skill that makes our fruits abound! New, every year, Thy gifts appear; New praises from our lips shall sound. 689 J. H. Gurney. 854 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 507.) PRAISE to God, immortal praise For the love that crowns our days; Bounteous Source of every joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ: 2 X 690 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. All to Thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. 2 All the blessings of the fields, All the stores the garden yields, Flocks that whiten all the plain, Yellow sheaves of ripened grain: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 855 3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews, Suns that genial warmth diffuse, All the plenty summer pours, Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4 Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss and public wealth, Knowledge, with its gladdening streams, Pure religion's holier beams: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 838 A. L. Barbauld( altered). 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 475.) NING to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your hallelujahs raise: By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move, Sing to the Lord of harvest A song of happy love. 2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring, The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing: He filleth with His fulness All things with large increase, AUTUMN AND HARVEST. He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty and with peace. 3 Heap on His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save: Your hearts lay down before Him, When at His feet ye fall, And with your lives adore Him, Who gave His life for all. 4 To God the gracious Father, Who made us" very good;" To Christ, Who when we wandered Restored us with His blood; And to the Holy Spirit, Who doth upon us pour His blessèd dews and sunshine, Be praise for evermore. 856 J. S. B. Monsell, 7.6.7.6.( 156.) THE year is swiftly waning; The summer days are past: And life, brief life, is speeding; The end is nearing fast. 2 The ever- changing seasons In silence come and go; But Thou, Eternal Father, No time nor change canst know. 691 3 Oh, pour Thy Grace upon us, That we may worthier be, Each year that passes o'er us, To dwell in heaven with Thee. 4 Behold, the bending orchards With bounteous fruit are crowned; Lord, in our hearts more richly Let heavenly fruits abound. 692 AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 5 Oh! by each mercy sent us, And by each grief and pain, By blessings like the sunshine, And sorrows like the rain, 6 Our barren hearts make fruitful With every goodly grace, That we Thy Name may hallow, And see at last Thy face. 857 W. W. How. 8.7.8.7.( 547.) TO Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise To Thee bring sacrifice of praise With shouts of exultation; 2 Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, The hills with joy are ringing, The valleys stand so thick with corn That even they are singing. 3 And now, on this our festal day, Thy bounteous hand confessing, Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay The first- fruits of Thy blessing; 4 By Thee the souls of men are fed With gifts of grace supernal, Thou, Who dost give us earthly bread, Give us the Bread Eternal. 5 We bear the burden of the day, And often toil seems dreary; But labour ends with sunset ray, And rest comes for the weary; 6 May we, the angel- reaping o'er, Stand at the last accepted, Christ's golden sheaves for evermore To garners bright elected. AUTUMN AND HARVEST. 7 Oh, blessèd is that land of God, Where saints abide for ever; Where golden fields spread far and broad, Where flows the crystal river: 8 The strains of all its holy throng With ours to- day are blending; Thrice blessèd is that harvest- song Which never hath an ending. 858 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.6.6.8.4.( 483.) WE plough the fields and scatter 693 He only is the Maker Of all things near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The wind and waves obey Him, By Him the birds are fed; Much more to us, His children, He gives our daily bread. All good gifts,& c. W. C. Dix. But it is fed and watered By God's Almighty Hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes, and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all His love! 3 We thank Thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seed- time and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food; 694 WINTER. Accept the gifts we offer For all Thy love imparts, and And, what Thou most desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. All good gifts,& c. 859 M. Claudius, tr. by J. M. Campbell. VI. WINTER. 7.7.7.7.( 410.) Freezing with its icy breath; Dead and bare the tall trees stand; All is chill and drear as death. 2 Yet it seemeth but a day Since the summer flowers were here, Since they stacked the balmy hay, Since they reaped the golden ear. 3 Sunny days are past and gone: So the years go, speeding fast, Onward ever, each new one Swifter speeding than the last. 4 Life is waning; life is brief; Death, like winter, standeth nigh: Each one, like the falling leaf, Soon shall fade and fall and die. 5 But the sleeping earth shall wake, And the flowers all burst in bloom, And all nature, rising, break Glorious from its wintry tomb. 6 So the saints, from slumber blest, Rising, shall awake and sing, And our flesh in hope shall rest Till there breaks the endless spring. W. W. How. VII. THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 7.6.7.6.( 472). A NOTHER year is dawning; Dear Master, let it be, In working or in waiting, Another year with Thee. 2 Another year of leaning Upon Thy loving breast, Of ever- deepening trusting, Of quiet, happy rest. 3 Another year of mercies, Of faithfulness and grace; Another year of gladness In the shining of Thy face. 4 Another year of progress, Another year of praise, Another year of proving Thy presence" all the days." 5 Another year of service, Of witness for Thy love; Another year of training For holier work above. 860 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR, 861 6 Another year is dawning; Dear Master, let it be, On earth, or else in heaven, Another year for Thee! 695 F. R. Havergal. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 576.) AT Who hast blest us all our days, We with grateful hearts would gather, To begin the year with praise; Praise for light so brightly shining On our steps from heaven above; 696 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. Praise for mercies daily twining Round us golden cords of love. 2 Jesus, for Thy love most tender, On the Cross for sinners shown, We would praise Thee, and surrender All our hearts to be Thine own. With so blest a Friend provided, We upon our way would go, Sure of being safely guided, Guarded well from every foe. 3 Every day will be the brighter, When Thy gracious face we see; Every burden will be lighter, When we know it comes from Thee. Spread Thy love's broad banner o'er us, Give us strength to serve and wait, Till Thy glory break before us, Through the city's open gate. J. D. Burns. 862 C. M.( 369.) BREAK, New- born Year, on glad eyes break, On, rolling Time! thou canst not make The Father cease to love. 2 The parted year had wingèd feet; The Saviour still doth stay: The New Year comes; but, Spirit sweet, Thou goest not away. 3 Our hearts in tears may oft run o'er; But, Lord, Thy smile still beams; Our sins are swelling evermore; But pardoning grace still streams. 4 Lord! from this year more service win, More glory, more delight! O mak its hours less sad with sin, Its days with Thee more bright! 863 27 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 5 697 5 Then we may bless its precious things If earthly cheer should come, Or gladsome mount on angel- wings If Thou wouldst take us home. 6 6 Oh! golden then the hours must be; The year must needs be sweet: Yes, Lord, with happy melody Thine opening grace we greet. T. H. Gill. His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 3 Our life is a dream; Our time as a stream Glides swiftly away, 5.5.5.11.( 123.) NOME, let us anew COME, Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear. And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 4 The arrow is flown, The moment is gone; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. O that each in the day Of His coming may say, " I have fought my way through, I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do!" O that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done, Enter into My joy, and sit down on My throne!" C. Wesley. 698 864 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. C. M.( 55.) COVENANT HYMN. NOME, let us use the grace divine, one In a perpetual covenant join Ourselves to Christ the Lord: 2 Give up ourselves, through Jesu's power, His Name to glorify; And promise, in this sacred hour, 802 For God to live and die. 3 The covenant we this moment make Be ever kept in mind: We will no more our God forsake, Or cast His words behind. 4 We never will throw off His fear Who hears our solemn vow: And if Thou art well pleased to hear, Come down, and meet us now! 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Let all our hearts receive; Present with the celestial host, The peaceful answer give! 6 To each the covenant blood apply, Which takes our sins away; And register our names on high, And keep us to that day. 865 8.7.8.7.; last verse L. M. first four verses.) C. Wesley. ( 552 for DAYS Blend the living with the dead; AYS and moments quickly flying, Soon will you and I be lying, Each within his narrow bed. 2 Soon our souls to God Who gave them Will have sped their rapid flight; THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. Able now by grace to save them, Oh, that while we can we might! 3 Jesus, Infinite Redeemer, Maker of this mortal frame, Teach, oh teach us to remember What we are and whence we came; 4 Whence we came, and whither wending; Soon we must through darkness go, To inherit life unending, Or the death of shame and woe. 866 5 Life passeth soon; death draweth near: Keep us, good Lord, till Thou appear: For Thee to live, in Thee to die, With Thee to reign eternally. 699 38 E. Caswall. Last verse var. from E. H. Bickersteth. 7.5.7.5.7.5.7.5.( 468.) ATHER, let me dedicate to Thee, In whatever worldly state Thou wilt have me be. Not from sorrow, pain, or care Freedom dare I claim; This alone shall be my prayer: Glorify Thy Name.. 2 Can a child presume to choose Where or how to live? Can a Father's love refuse All the best to give? More thou givest every day Than the best can claim; Nor withholdest aught that may Glorify Thy Name. 3 If in mercy Thou wilt spare Joys that yet are mine; If on life, serene and fair, Brighter rays may shine; 700 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 867 Let my glad heart while it sings, Thee in all proclaim; And, whate'er the future brings, Glorify Thy Name. 4 If Thou callest to the Cross, And its shadow come, Turning all my gain to loss, Shrouding heart and home; Let me think how Thy dear Son To His glory came, And in deepest woe pray on, Glorify Thy Name. L. Tuttiett. 7.7.7.7.( 408.) Thy mercy and FORConstant through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our Redeemer, hear! 2 Lo! our sins on Thee we cast, Thee, our perfect sacrifice; And, forgetting all the past, Press towards our glorious prize. 3 Dark the future: let Thy light Guide us, Bright and Morning Star: Fierce our foes, and hard the fight, Arm us, Saviour, for the war. 4 In our weakness and distress, Rock of Strength! be Thou our stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living Way. 5 Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread? With Thy rod and staff, O God, Comfort Thou his dying bed. 6 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own; THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. Help, O help us to endure; Fit us for the promised crown. 7 So within Thy palace gate We shall praise, on golden strings, Thee, the only Potentate, Lord of Lords, and King of kings! H. Downton. 868 L. M.( 80.) CREAT God, we sing that mighty hand, By which supported still we stand; The opening year Thy mercy shows; That mercy crowns it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still are we guarded by our God, By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before Thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depressed Thou art our joy, and Thou our rest: Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 701 5 When death shall interrupt these songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our helper- God, in Whom we trust, In better worlds our souls shall boast. P. Doddridge. 869 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 576.) ARP, awake! tell out the story Of our love and joy and praise, Lute, awake! awake our glory! НА Join a thankful song to raise! Join we, brethren faithful- hearted, Lift the solemn voice again 702 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. O'er another year departed Of our threescore years and ten! 2 Lo! a theme for deepest sadness, In ourselves with sin defiled; Lo! a theme for holiest gladness, In our Father reconciled! In the dust we bend before Thee, Lord of sinless hosts above; Yet in lowliest joy adore Thee, God of mercy, grace, and love! 3 Gracious Saviour! Thou hast lengthened And hast blessed our mortal span, And in our weak hearts hast strengthened What Thy grace alone began: Still, when danger shall betide us, Be Thy warning whisper heard; Keep us at Thy feet, and guide us By Thy Spirit and Thy Word! 4 Let Thy favour and Thy blessing ba Crown the year we now begin; Let us all, Thy strength possessing, Grow in grace, and vanquish sin: Storms are round us, hearts are quailing, Signs in heaven and earth and sea; But, when heaven and earth are failing, Saviour, we will trust in Thee! II. Downton. 870 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 717.) 288 TESUS, blessèd Saviour, Songs of glad thanksgiving, Songs of holy praise. Oh, how kind and gracious Thou hast always been! THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. Oh, how many blessings Every day has seen! Jesus, blessèd Saviour, Now our praises hear, For Thy grace and favour Crowning all the year. 2 Jesus, holy Saviour, Only Thou canst tell How we often stumbled, How we often fell! All our sins( so many!), Saviour, Thou dost know; In Thy blood most precious, Wash us white as snow. Jesus, blessèd Saviour, Keep us in Thy fear, Let Thy grace and favour Pardon all the year. 3 Jesus, loving Saviour, Only Thou dost know All that may befall us, As we onward go; So, we humbly pray Thee, Take us by the hand, Lead us ever upward To the Better Land. Jesus, blessèd Saviour, Keep us ever near, Let Thy grace and favour Shield us all the year. 4 Jesus, precious Saviour, Make us all Thine own, Make us Thine for ever, Make us Thine alone. Let each day, each moment Of this glad New Year Be for Jesus only, Jesus, Saviour dear. 703 704 871 THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. Then O blesséd Saviour, Never need we fear; For Thy grace and favour Crown our bright New Year. F. R. Havergal. 0 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 474.) GOD, the Rock of Ages, Who evermore hast been, What time the tempest rages, Our dwelling- place serene: Before Thy first creations, O Lord, the same as now, To endless generations The Everlasting Thou! 2 Our years are like the shadows On sunny hills that lie, Or grasses in the meadows That blossom but to die: A sleep, a dream, a story By strangers quickly told, An unremaining glory Of things that soon are old. 3 O Thou, Who canst not slumber, Whose light grows never pale, Teach us aright to number Our years before they fail. On us Thy mercy lighten, On us Thy goodness rest, And let Thy Spirit brighten The hearts Thyself hast blest. 4 Lord, crown our faith's endeavour With beauty and with grace, Till clothed in light for ever, We see Thee face to face: A joy no language measures; A fountain brimming o'er; An endless flow of pleasures; An ocean without shore. E. H. Bickersteth. THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 872 C. M.( 52.) Rof the revolving year! EMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds How swift the weeks complete their rounds! How short the months appear! 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done, God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet like an idle tale, we pass The swift advancing year; And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Waken, O God! my trifling heart, Its great concern to see; That I may act the Christian part, And give the year to Thee. 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise; Or this shall bear my smiling soul To joy that never dies. 873 705 P. Doddridge. C. M.( 57.) NING to the Great Jehovah's praise! All praise to Him belongs: Who kindly lengthens out our days, Demands our choicest songs. 2 His providence hath brought us through Another various year: We all, with vows and anthems new, Before our God appear. 3 Father, Thy mercies past we own, Thy still continued care; To Thee presenting, through Thy Son, Whate'er we have or are. 2 Y 706 4 Our lips and lives shall gladly show The wonders of Thy love, While on in Jesus' steps we go To see Thy face above. THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 5 Our residue of days or hours Thine, wholly Thine, shall be, And all our consecrated powers A sacrifice to Thee: 6 Till Jesus in the clouds appear To saints on earth forgiven, And bring the grand sabbatic year, The Jubilee of Heaven. C. Wesley. 874 tom 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 439.) STANDING at the portal Words of comfort meet us, Hushing every fear; Spoken through the silence By our Father's voice, Tender, strong, and faithful, Making us rejoice. Onward then, and fear not, Children of the day! For His word shall never, Never pass away! 2 I, the Lord, am with thee, Be thou not afraid! I will keep and strengthen, Be thou not dismayed! Yea, I will uphold thee With My own right hand; Thou art called and chosen In My sight to stand. Onward then, and fear not,& c. THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. 3 For the year before us, Oh, what rich supplies! For the poor and needy Living streams shall rise; For the sad and sinful 875 Shall His grace abound; For the faint and feeble Perfect strength be found. Onward then, and fear not,& c. 4 He will never fail us, He will not forsake; His eternal covenant He will never break! Resting on His promise, What have we to fear? God is all- sufficient For the coming year. Onward then, and fear not, Children of the day! For His word shall never, Never pass away! 707 F. R. Havergal. 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 606.) TISDOM ascribe, and might, and praise, our Who spares us yet another year, And makes us see His goodness here: O may we all the time redeem, And henceforth live and die to Him! 2 Merciful God, how shall we raise Our hearts to pay Thee all Thy praise? Our hearts shall beat for Thee alone; Our lives shall make Thy goodness known; Our souls and bodies shall be Thine, A living sacrifice divine. C. Wesley. 708 THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. XIII. THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 876 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 608.) YAPTAIN of our salvation, take Thee, And fit for Thy great service make These heirs of immortality; And let them in Thine image rise, And then transplant to Paradise. 2 Unspotted from the world and pure, Preserve them for Thy glorious cause, Accustomed daily to endure The welcome burden of Thy cross; Inured to toil and patient pain, Till all Thy perfect mind they gain. 877 3 Our sons henceforth be wholly Thine, And serve and love Thee all their days; Infuse the principle divine In all who here expect Thy grace; Let each improve the grace bestowed; Rise every child a man of God! 4 Train up Thy hardy soldiers, Lord, In all their Captain's steps to tread! Or send them to proclaim the word, Thy gospel through the world to spread, Freely as they receive to give, And preach the death by which we live. C. Wesley. L. M.( 403.) ATHER of all, Thy care we bless, FATHI From Thee they spring; and by Thy hand They are, and shall be still sustained. 2 To God, most worthy to be praised, Be our domestic altars raised: THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 878 10, Lord of heaven, yet deigns to come, And sanctify our humblest home. 3 To Thee may our united house Morning and night present its vows: Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught Thy precepts, and Thy grace. 4 So may each future age proclaim The honours of Thy glorious name; And each succeeding race remove To join the family above. 8.6.8.4.( 526.) FATE ATHER! that in the olive shade, When the dark hour came on, Didst, with a breath of heavenly aid, Strengthen Thy Son: 2 Oh, by the anguish of that night, Send us down blest relief; Or to the chastened, let Thy might Hallow this grief! P. Doddridge. 3 And Thou that, when the starry sky Saw the dread strife begun, Didst teach adoring faith to cry, " Thy will be done:" 879 709 4 By Thy meek Spirit, Thou, of all That e'er have mourned, the chiefThou, Sufferer! if the stroke must fall, Hallow this grief. F. D. Hemans. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 159.) O when the morning shineth, G Go when the eve declineth, Go in the hush of night; 710 THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. Go with pure mind and feeling, Fling earthly thought away, And, in thy chamber kneeling, Do thou in secret pray. 2 Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be; Then for thyself, in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link, with each petition, The great Redeemer's name. 3 Or if' tis e'er denied thee In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o'er thee, When friends are round thy way; E'en then thy silent breathing Of spirit raised above May reach His throne of glory, Of mercy, truth, and love. 4 Oh! not a joy or blessing With this can we compare, The power that He has given To pour our hearts in prayer! Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, Before His footstool fall; Remember, in thy gladness, His grace Who gave thee all. Mrs. J. C. Simpson. supil 880 L. M.( 79.) N this glad hour, when children meet, Our hearts with one affection beat, One song of praise our voices sing. 2 For all the faithful, loved and dear, Whom Thou so kindly, Lord, hast given, THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. For those who still are with us here, And those who wait for us in heaven; 3 For every past and present joy, For honour, competence, and health, For hopes which time may not destroy, Our soul's imperishable wealth;4 For all, accept our humble praise; Still bless us, Father, by Thy love; And when are closed our mortal days, Unite us in one home above. H. Ware, Jun. 881 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 505.) ORD of power, Lord of might! God and Father of us all; Lord of day, and Lord of night, Listen to our solemn call: Listen, whilst to Thee we raise Songs of prayer, and songs of praise. 2 Light, and love, and life are Thine, Great Creator of all good, Fill our souls with light divine; Give us with our daily food Blessings from Thy heavenly store, Blessings rich for evermore. 711 3 Graft within our heart of hearts Love undying for Thy Name, Bid us ere the day departs Spread afar our Maker's fame: Young and old together bless, Clothe our souls with righteousness. 4 Full of years, and full of peace, May our life on earth be blest, When our trials here shall cease, And at last we sink to rest, Fountain of eternal love! Call us to our home above. G. Thring. 712 THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 882 D. C. M.( 534.) ate Dire 0 DEEM not that earth's crowning bliss Is found in joy alone; For sorrow, bitter though it be, Hath blessings all its own; From lips divine, like healing balm, To hearts oppressed and torn, This heavenly consolation fell" Blessèd are they that mourn!" 188 2 As blossoms smitten by the rain, Their sweetest odours yield, As where the ploughshare deepest strikes, Rich harvests crown the field; So to the hopes by sorrow crushed, A nobler faith succeeds; And life, by trial furrowed, bears The fruit of loving deeds. 3 Who never mourned, hath never known What treasures grief reveals, The sympathies that humanise, The tenderness that heals, The power to look within the veil, And learn the heavenly lore, The key- word to life's mysteries, So dark to us before. 4 How rich, and sweet, and full of strength Our human spirits are, Baptized into the sanctities, Of suffering and of prayer; Supernal wisdom, love divine, Breathed through the lips which said" Oh, blessèd are the souls that mourn, They shall be comforted." W. H. Burleigh. THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 883 L. M.( 81.) GOD of families, we own 0 Thy constant care; before Thy throne We humbly bow the suppliant knee, And pay our morning evening( vows to Thee. 2 O God of families, forgive Our daily sins; and oh receive The humble tribute of our praise, For all the love that crowns our days. 713 3 O God of families, we pray Thy guardian care from day to day; O give, nor more may we desire, The food and raiment we require.288 4 O God of families, impart To each an understanding heart; The knowledge of Thy will bestow, And grace to practise what we know. 5 And when on earth we cease to be, As now, a happy family; To us, O God, may it be given To be a family in heaven. T. Rafles. 884 L. M.( 368.) 0 LORD, another day is flown; And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before Thy throne To bless Thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt Thou bend a listening ear To praises low as ours? Thou wilt! for Thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. 3 And, Jesus, Thou Thy smiles wilt deign As we before Thee pray; For Thou didst bless the infant train, And are we less than they? THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 714 40 let Thy grace perform its part, And let contention cease; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting peace! 5 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely Thine, A flock by Jesus led, The Sun of holiness shall shine In glory on our head. 6 And Thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And Thou wilt bless our way, Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day! H. K. White. 885 L. M.( 97.) SAVIOUR of them that trust in Thee, Once more with supplicating cries, We lift the heart, and bend the knee, And bid devotion's incense rise. 2 For mercies past we praise Thee, Lord, The fruits of earth, the hopes of heaven; Thy helping arm, Thy guiding word, And answered prayers, and sins forgiven. 3 Whene'er we tread on danger's height, Or walk temptation's slippery way, Be still, to lead our steps aright, Thy word our guide, Thine arm our stay. 4 Be ours Thy fear and favour still, United hearts, unchanging love; No scheme that contradicts Thy will, No wish that centres not above. 5 And since we must be parted here, Support us when the hour shall come; Wipe gently off the mourner's tear, Rejoin us in our heavenly home. H. Alford. 886 2 3 4 5 THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. S. M.( 7.) TEACH me, my God and King, to see; And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee! A man that looks on glass, On it may stay his eye; Or if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the heaven espy. All may of Thee partake: Nothing can be so mean, Which with this tincture, for Thy sake, Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine; Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that and th' action fine. 887 This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold: For that which God doth touch and own, Cannot for less be told. G. Herbert. 715 C. M.( Chant 326.) THOUSANDS, O Lord of Hosts! this day Around Thine altar meet; And tens of thousands throng to pay Their homage at Thy feet. 2 They see Thy power and glory there, As I have seen them too; They read, they hear, they join in prayer, As I was wont to do. 3 They sing Thy deeds, as I have sung, In sweet and solemn lays; Were I among them, my glad tongue Might learn new themes of praise: 716 4 For Thou art in their midst to teach, 98 When on Thy name they call: And Thou hast blessings, Lord, for each, Hast blessings, Lord, for all. THE CHURCH IN THE HOUSE. 5 I of such fellowship bereft, In spirit turn to Thee; O hast Thou not a blessing left, A blessing, Lord, for me? 6 The dew lies thick upon the ground; Shall my poor fleece be dry? bal The manna rains from heaven around; Shall I of hunger die? 7 Behold Thy prisoner;-loose my bands, If' tis Thy gracious will; og live If not, contented in Thy hands, Behold Thy prisoner still! 8 I may not to Thy courts repair, Yet here Thou surely art; Lord, consecrate a house of prayer In my surrendered heart. 9 To faith reveal the things unseen; To hope the joys untold: Let love, without a veil between, Thy glory now behold. 10 O make Thy face on me to shine, That doubt and fear may cease; Lift up Thy countenance benign On me, and give me peace. 888 J. Montgomery. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6. ( 161.) TO Thee, O dear, dear Saviour, for rest, My peace is in Thy favour, My pillow on Thy breast. Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am Thine, CHILDREN'S SERVICES. And Thou wilt never leave me, O blessèd Saviour mine! but 2 In Thee my trust abideth, On Thee my hope relies; O Thou, Whose love provideth vode For all beneath the skies! d O Thou, Whose mercy found me, From bondage set me free, d And then for ever bound me, With threefold cords to Thee! 3 O for a heart to love Thee More truly as I ought, And nothing place above Thee, In deed, or word, or thought! that choicest blessing Of living in Thy love, And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above! O 889 XIV. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. C. M.( With Chorus) Thousands of children stand; Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band, Singing, Glory, glory, glory. J. S. B. Monsell. 717 2 In flowing robes of spotless white See every one arrayed: Dwelling in everlasting light, And joys that never fade, Singing, Glory, glory, glory. heaven 718 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 3 Once they were little things like you, And lived on earth below, And could not praise as they do now The Lord Who loved them so, Singing, Glory, glory, glory. 4 What brought them to that world above, That heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and joy, and love: How came those children there, Singing, Glory, glory, glory? 5 Because the Saviour shed His blood To wash away their sin; Bathed in that precious, purple flood, Behold them white and clean, Singing, Glory, glory, glory. 6 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace, On earth they loved His Name; So now they see His blessèd face, And stand before the Lamb, 890 Singing, Glory, glory, glory. Anne Shepherd. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 717.) DRIGHTLY gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving on Christ's soldiers To their home on high; Marching through the desert, Gladly thus we pray, Still, with hearts united, Singing on our way, Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving on Christ's soldiers To their home on high! 2 Jesus, Lord and Master, At Thy sacred feet, CHILDREN'S SERVICES. Here, with hearts rejoicing, See thy children meet. Often have we left Thee, Often gone astray; Keep us, mighty Saviour, In the narrow way. Brightly gleams,& c. 3 Pattern of our childhood, Once Thyself a Child, Make our childhood holy, Pure and meek and mild. In the hour of danger Whither can we flee, Save to Thee, dear Saviour, Only unto Thee. Brightly gleams,& c. 4 All our days direct us In the way we go; Crown us still victorious Over every foe: Bid Thine angels shield us When the storm- clouds lour; Pardon Thou and save us In the last dread hour. Brightly gleams,& c. 5 Then with saints and angels May we join above, Offering prayers and praises At Thy throne of love. When the march is over, Then come rest and peace, Jesus in His beauty! Songs that never cease! Brightly gleams,& c. 719 108 T. J. Potter and W. W. How. 720 891 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. C. M.( 28.) Y cool Siloam's shady rill grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose! 2 Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart with influence sweet Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay; The rose, that blooms beneath the hill, Must shortly fade away. 4 O Thou, Whose infant feet were found Within Thy Father's shrine, Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine: 5 Dependent on Thy bounteous breath, We seek Thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death, To keep us still thine own. 892 8.7.8.7.( 202.) DAWhy day, hymns in school we raise; AY by we R. Heber. Daily work begun and ended With the daily voice of praise. 2 Day by day we magnify TheeWhen, as each new day is born, On our knees at home we bless Thee For the mercies of the morn. 3 Day by day we magnify TheeIn our hymns before we sleep; Angels hear them, watching by us, Christ's dear lambs all night to keep. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 4 Day by day we magnify TheeNot in words of praise alone; Truthful lips, and meek obedience, Show Thy glory in Thine own. 5 Day by day we magnify TheeWhen for Jesus' sake we try Every wrong to bear with patience, Every sin to mortify. 6 Day by day we magnify TheeTill our days on earth shall cease, Till we rest from these our labours, Waiting for Thy day in peace. 7 Then on that eternal morning, With Thy great redeemèd host, May we fully magnify TheeFather, Son, and Holy Ghost. 893 J. Ellerton. 7.7.7.7.( 110.) G¹ ENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, J Look upon a little child; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to Thee. 2 Fain I would to Thee be brought; Dearest Lord, forbid it not: Give me, dearest Lord, a place In the Kingdom of Thy grace. 3 Lamb of God, I look to Thee; Thou shalt my example be; Thou art gentle, meek, and mild, Thou wast once a little child. 4 Fain I would be as Thou art; Give me Thy obedient heart; Thou art pitiful and kind, Let me have Thy loving mind. 5 Let me, above all, fulfil God, my Heavenly Father's will, 721 2Z 722 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. Never His good Spirit grieve, Only to His glory live. 6 Thou didst live to God alone, Thou didst never seek Thine own, Thou Thyself didst never please, God was all Thy happiness. 7 Loving Jesus, Gentle Lamb, In Thy gracious hands I am; Make me, Saviour, what Thou art, Live Thyself within my heart. 894 8 I shall then show forth Thy praise, Serve Thee all my happy days; Then the world shall always see Christ, the holy Child, in me. C. Wesley. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 162.) GOD, Who hath made the daisies 8 And ev'ry thing, He will accept our praises, And hearken while we sing. He says though we are simple, Though ignorant we be, " Suffer the little children, And let them come to Me." 2 Though we are young and simple, In praise we may be bold; The children in the temple He heard in days of old. And if our hearts are humble, He says to you and me, " Suffer the little children, And let them come to Me." 3 He sees the bird that wingeth Its way o'er earth and sky; He hears the lark that singeth Up in the heaven so high; CHILDREN'S SERVICES. But sees the heart's low breathings, And says( well pleased to see), " Suffer the little children, And let them come to Me." 4 Therefore we will come near Him, And solemnly we'll sing; No cause to shrink or fear Him, We'll make our voices ring; For in our temple speaking, He says to you and me, " Suffer the little children, And let them come to Me." 895 ae8 E. P. Hood. 8.7.8.7.( 550.) RANT us, O our Heavenly Father, our Thee in all things to remember, Thee to serve, and Thee to praise. 2 Drawing nearer still and nearer, May we close and closer cling, To our Lord, and to His altar There ourselves an offering bring. 3 Step by step in life advancing, Onward, upward, as we move Through the world unharmed,-rejoicing In His all- redeeming love:4 Blest in joy, upheld in sorrow, At our work as in His sight, May His Presence still be with us, As we do it with our might. 723 Tes 5 Serving Thee, our Heavenly Father, From the dawn to set of sun, Serving Thee in life's young morning ,Till our work on earth is done: 724 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 6 Till the shadows of the evening Shall for ever pass away, And the Resurrection- morning Kindle into perfect day. 896 G. Thring. L. M.( 83.) REAT God, and wilt Thou condescend I, a poor child, and Thou so high, The Lord of earth, and air, and sky? 2 Art Thou my Father? Canst Thou bear To hear my poor imperfect prayer? Or wilt Thou listen to the praise That such a little one can raise? 3 Art Thou my Father? Let me be 08 A meek, obedient child to Thee: And try, in word and deed and thought, To serve and please Thee as I ought. 4 Art Thou my Father? I'll depend Upon the care of such a Friend; And only wish to do and be Whatever seemeth good to Thee. 5 Art Thou my Father? Then at last, When all my days on earth are past, Send down and take me in Thy love To be Thy better child above. 897 Mrs. Ann Gilbert. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7. ( 573.) EAVENLY Father, send Thy blessing On Thy children gathered here; May they all, Thy Name confessing, Be to Thee for ever dear; May they be, like Joseph, loving, Dutiful, and chaste, and pure, And their faith, like David, proving, Steadfast unto death endure. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 2 Holy Saviour, Who in meekness Didst vouchsafe a child to be, Guide their steps, and help their weakness; Bless, and make them like to Thee; Bear Thy lambs, when they are weary, In Thine arms, and at Thy breast: Through life's desert, dry and dreary, Bring them to Thy heavenly rest. 3 Spread Thy golden pinions o'er them, Holy Spirit, from above; Guide them, lead them, go before them, Give them peace, and joy, and love: Temples of the Holy Spirit, May they with Thy glory shine, And immortal bliss inherit, And for evermore be Thine! 898 2 C. Wordsworth. 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 456.) USHED was the evening hymn, The Temple courts were dark; H The lamp was burning dim Before the sacred ark; When suddenly a voice divine Rang through the silence of the shrine. The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept; His watch the Temple child, The little Levite, kept; And what from Eli's sense was sealed, The Lord to Hannah's son revealed. 725 Oh! give me Samuel's ear, The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of Thy word: Like him to answer at Thy call, And to obey Thee first of all. 726 4 5 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. Oh! give me Samuel's heart, A lowly heart that waits, When in Thy house Thou art, Or watches at Thy gates. By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of Thy will. Oh! give me Samuel's mind, A sweet, unmurmuring faith, Obedient and resigned 899 To Thee in life and death; That I may read with child- like eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. J. D. Burns. C. M.( 42.) I LOVE to think, though I am young, My Saviour was a child; That Jesus walked this earth along, 86 With feet all undefiled. BR) 2 He kept His Father's word of truth, As I am taught to do; And while He walked the paths of youth, He walked in wisdom too. 3 I love to think that He Who spake, And made the blind to see, And called the sleeping dead to wake, Was once a child like me. 4 That He Who wore the thorny crown, And tasted death's despair, Had a kind mother like my own, And knew her love and care.' 5 I know' twas all for love of me That He became a child, And left the heavens, so fair to see, And trod earth's pathway wild. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 6 Then, Saviour, who wast once a child, A child may come to Thee; And oh, in all Thy mercy mild, Dear Saviour, come to me! E. P. Hood. 727 900 P. M.( 432, S.S. and S.) I THINK, when I read that sweet story of old, When was among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then; I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, That His arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, " Let the little ones come unto Me." 2 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love; And if I now earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and hear Him above: In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare For all who are washed and forgiven, And many dear children are gathering there, " For of such is the kingdom of heaven." 3 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home; I should like them to know there is room for them all, And that Jesus has bid them to come. I long for the joy of that glorious time, The sweetest, and brightest, and best, When the dear little children of every clime, Shall crowd to His arms and be blest. Mrs. Luke. 728 901 L. M.( 61.) IT is a thing most wonderful, CHILDREN'S SERVICES. That God's own Son should come from heaven, And die to save a child like me. 2 And yet I know that it is true; He chose a poor and humble lot, And wept, and toiled, and mourned, and died For love of those who loved Him not. 3 I cannot tell how He could love A child so weak and full of sin; His love must be most wonderful, If He could die my love to win. 4 I sometimes think about the Cross, And shut my eyes, and try to see The cruel nails, and crown of thorns, And Jesus crucified for me: 5 But, even could I see Him die, I could but see a little part Of that great Love, which, like a fire, Is always burning in His heart. 6 It is most wonderful to know His love for me so free and sure; But' tis more wonderful to see My love for Him so faint and poor. 7 And yet I want to love Thee, Lord; O light the flame within my heart, And I will love Thee more and more, Until I see Thee as Thou art. 902 W. W. How. 6.5.6.5.( 130.) ESUS, high in glory, ear; When we bow before Thee, Children's praises hear. 903 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 2 Though Thou art so holy, Heaven's almighty King, Thou wilt stoop to listen, When Thy praise we sing. 3 We are little children, Weak and apt to stray; Saviour, guide and keep us In the heavenly way. 4 Save us, Lord, from sinning; Watch us day by day; Help us now to love Thee; Take our sins away. 5 Strengthen us for duty, While on earth we live; May we to Thy service Our best talents give. 6 Then, when Jesus calls us To our heavenly home, We would gladly answer, " Saviour, Lord, we come!" Anon.( S. S. Harmonist, U.S.A.) JESUS 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.( 438.) TESUS is our Shepherd, Wiping every tear, Folded in His bosom 729 What have we to fear? Only let us follow Whither He doth lead, To the thirsty desert, Or the dewy mead. 2 Jesus is our Shepherd; Well we know His voice, How its gentlest whisper Makes our heart rejoice; Even when He chideth, Tender is its tone: boe 730 904 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. None but He shall guide us; We are His alone. 3 Jesus is our Shepherd; For the sheep He bled; Every lamb is sprinkled With the blood He shed; Then on each He setteth His own secret sign ," They that have My Spirit, These," saith He," are Mine." 4 Jesus is our Shepherd; Guarded by His arm, Though the wolves may ravin, None can do us harm! When we tread death's valley, Dark with fearful gloom, We will fear no evil, Victors o'er the tomb. 5 Jesus is our Shepherd; With His goodness now, And His tender mercy, He doth us endow: Let us sing His praises With a gladsome heart, Till in heaven we meet Him, Never more to part. 800 And in the Bible we may see How very good He used to be. H. Stowell. L. M.( 91.) ESUS, Who lived above the sky, Came down to be a man and die; 2 He went about- He was so kindTo cure poor people who were blind; And many who were sick and lame, He pitied them and did the same. CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 3 And more than that, He told them, too, The things that God would have them do; And was so gentle and so mild, He would have listened to a child. 4 But such a cruel death He died! He was hung up and crucified! And those kind hands that did such good, They nailed them to a cross of wood. 5 And so He died!-and this is why He came to be a man and die; The Bible says He came from heaven, That we might have our sins forgiven. Ann Gilbert. 905 6.5.6.5.( 433) EVENING. NOW OW the day is over, Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky. 2 Now the darkness gathers, Stars begin to peep; Birds and beasts and flowers Soon will be asleep. 3 Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose: With Thy tenderest blessing May our eyelids close. 4 Grant to little children 73T Visions bright of Thee; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep blue sea. 5 Comfort every sufferer Watching late in pain; Those who plan some evil From their sin restrain. 6 Through the long night- watches May Thine angels spread 732 906 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. 7 When the morning wakens, Then may I arise, Pure, and fresh, and sinless In Thy holy eyes. 8 Glory to the FATHER, Glory to the SON, And to Thee, blest SPIRIT, Whilst all ages run. S. Baring- Gould. 8.7.8.7.7.7.( 556.) NCE in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her baby, In a manger for his bed. Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. 2 He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall; With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour holy. 3 And through all His wondrous childhood, He would honour and obey, Love and watch the lowly mother In whose gentle arms He lay. Christian children, all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. 4 For He is our childhood's Pattern, Day by day like us He grew; He was little, weak, and helpless, Tears and smiles like us He knew; And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our gladness. 5 And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love, CHILDREN'S SERVICES. For that child so dear and gentle 808 Is our Lord in heaven above, And He leads His children on To the place where He has gone. 6 Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him; but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars His children crowned, All in white shall wait around. Mrs. C. F. Alexander. 907 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 563.) AVIOUR, like a shepherd, lead us, In Thy pleasant pastures feed us, For our use Thy fold prepare; Blessèd Jesus! Thou hast bought us, Thine we are. 2 We are Thine, do Thou befriend us, Be the guardian of our way: Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us, Seek us when we go astray; Blessèd Jesus! Hear the children when they pray. 733 3 Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free: Blessèd Jesus! Let us early turn to Thee. 4 Early let us seek Thy favour, Early let us do Thy will; Holy Lord, our only Saviour, With Thy grace our bosoms fill; Blessèd Jesus! Coe Thou hast loved us, love us still! (?) D. A. Thrupp. 734 908 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 515.) AVIOUR! teach me, day by day, Sweeter lesson cannot be, Loving Him Who first loved me. Teach me, I am not my own, I am Thine and Thine alone; Thine to keep, to rule, to save From all sin that would enslave. 2 With a child's glad heart of love, At Thy bidding may I move; Prompt to serve and follow Thee, Toe Loving Him Who first loved me. Though Thy will should cross my own, May it instantly be done; Thus may I rejoice to show That I feel the love I owe. 3 Thine, Lord, was a bitter cup, Thou didst meekly drink it up; Thou, the Father's only Son, Ever saidst, Thy will be done. Teach me thus Thy steps to trace, Strong to follow in Thy grace; Learning how to love from Thee, Loving Him Who so loved me. 4 Love in loving finds employ, In obedience all her joy; Ever new that joy will be, Loving Him Who first loved me. Though a foolish child and weak, More than this I need not seek: Singing, till Thy face I see, Of His love Who first loved me. 909 J. E. Leeson. 8.7.8.7.( 200.) CAVIOUR, while my heart is tender, CHILDREN'S SERVICES. All my powers to Thee surrender, Thine, and only Thine, to be. 2 Take me now, Lord Jesus, take me, Let my youthful heart be Thine: Thy devoted servant make me, Fill my soul with love divine. 3 Send me, Lord, where Thou wilt send me, Only do Thou guide my way; May Thy grace through life attend me, Gladly then shall I obey. 4 Let me do Thy will or bear it, I would know no will but Thine; Shouldst Thou take my life, or spare it, I that life to Thee resign. 5 Thine I am, O Lord, for ever, To Thy service set apart; Suffer me to leave Thee never; Seal Thine image on my heart. 910 735 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5. NING a SIWhen the heart is faint; J. Burton. Tell it all to Jesus, Comfort or complaint; If the work is sorrow, If the way is long; If Thou dread'st the morrow, Tell it Him in song; Though Thy heart be aching For the crown and palm, Keep Thy spirit waking With a thankful psalm. 2[ Jesus, we are lowly, Thou art very high; We are all unholy, Thou art purity. 736 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. We are frail and fleeting, Thou art still the same, All life's joys are meeting In Thy blessed Name. Sing a hymn to Jesus, When Thy heart is faint: Tell it all to Jesus, Comfort or complaint.] 3 All begins in Jesus, And in Him I see All the eternal Godhead Coming down to me. I climb to His brightness, Up my steps of praise; And a sudden lightness Gilds my darkened days. So I sing to Jesus, When my heart is faint; So I tell to Jesus, Comfort or complaint. 4 All His words are music, Though they make me weep, Infinitely tender, Infinitely deep. Time can never render Ha All in Him I see; Infinitely tender, Human Deity. Sing a hymn to Jesus, When thy heart is faint; Tell it all to Jesus, Comfort or complaint. 5 Jesus, let me love Thee, Infinitely sweet! What are the poor odours I bring to Thy feet? Yet I love Thee, love Thee; Come into my heart! 911 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. And ere long remove me To be where Thou art. Thus I sing to Jesus, When my heart is faint; So I tell to Jesus, Comfort or complaint. E. P. Hood. 11.11.11.11.( 636.) HE Bible! The Bible! More precious than gold The hopes and the glories its pages unfold: It speaks of a Saviour, and tells of His love, Is shows us the way to the mansions above. 2 The Bible! The Bible! Blest volume of truth, How sweetly it smiles on the season of youth; It bids us seek early the pearl of great price, Ere the heart is enslaved in the bondage of vice. 912 737 3 The Bible! The Bible! We hail it with joy, Its truths and its glories our tongues shall employ; We'll sing of its triumphs, we'll tell of its worth, And send its glad tidings all over the earth. 4 The Bible! The Bible! The valleys shall ring, And hill- tops re- echo the notes that we sing Our banners, inscribed with its precepts and rules, Shall long wave in triumph, the joy of our schools. American. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) THE wise may bring their learning, And some may bring their greatness, And some bring strength and health. We, too, would bring our treasures To offer to the King: 3 A 738 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. We have no wealth or learning, What shall we children bring? 2 We'll bring Him hearts that love Him, We'll bring Him thankful praise, And young souls meekly striving To walk in holy ways. And these shall be the treasures We offer to the King, And these are gifts that ever The poorest child may bring. 3 We'll bring the little duties We have to do each day, We'll try our best to please Him At home, at school, at play. And better are these treasures To offer to our King, Than richest gifts without them, Yet these a child may bring. 913 C. M.( 369 or 191.) THERE is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. 2 We may not know, we cannot tell What pains He had to bear, But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. Anon. 3 He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven Saved by His precious blood. 4 There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin, He only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in. 11e al Sie CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 5 Oh, dearly, dearly has He loved, And we must love Him too, And trust in His redeeming blood, And try His works to do. Mrs. C. F. Alexander. 914 L. M.( 77.) T The Saviour's praise with sacred glee, And all the hills of Judah rang With their exulting Jubilee. 2 O to have joined their rapturous songs, And swelled their sweet hosannas high, And blessed Him with our feeble tongues As He- the Man of grief- went by! 3 But Christ is now a glorious King, And angels in His presence bow; The humble songs that we can singO! will He- can He- hear them now? 739 4 He can- He will- He loves to hear The notes which babes and sucklings raise: Jesus, we come with trembling fear, O teach our hearts and tongues to praise! 5 We join the hosts around Thy throne, Who once, like us, the desert trod: And thus we make their song our own" Hosanna to the Son of God!" T. R. Taylor. 915 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 161.) THERE'S a Friend for little children Above blue sky; A Friend who never changeth, Whose love can never die. Unlike our friends by nature, Who change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy The precious Name He bears. 74⁰ CHILDREN'S SERVICES. 2 There's a rest for little children Above the bright blue sky, Who loved the blessèd Saviour, And Abba, Father, cry. A rest from every turmoil, From sin and danger free, Where every little pilgrim Shall rest eternally. 3 There's a home for little children Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy; No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare, For every one is happy, Nor could be happier, there. 4 There's a crown for little children Above the bright blue sky, And all who look for Jesus Shall wear it by- and- by; A crown of brightest glory, Which He will then bestow On all who've found His favour, And loved His Name below. 5 There's a song for little children Above the bright blue sky, A song that will not weary, Though sung continually; A song which even angels Can never, never sing, They know not Christ as Saviour, But worship Him as King. 6 There's a robe for little children, Above the bright blue sky, A harp of sweetest music, A palm of victory. Ate T 916 CHILDREN'S SERVICES. All, all above is treasured, And found in Christ alone; Oh, come, dear little children, That all may be your own. A. Midlane. 8.8.8.8.( 230.) E sing of the realms of the blest, so 741 so fair; And oft are its glories confessedBut what must it be to be there! 2 We speak of its pathways of gold, Its walls decked with jewels so rare, Its wonders and pleasures untoldBut what must it be to be there! 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and withinBut what must it be to be there! 4 Do Thou, Lord,' midst pleasure or woe, For heaven our spirits prepare; Then soon shall we joyfully know And feel what it is to be there. Mrs. E. Mills. 917 8.7.8.7.8.7.( 210.). THILE the shepherds kept their vigil, Came the holy Advent Angel, Shone the sudden glory ray. Then, ten thousand times ten thousand Radiant heralds of the day. 2 Then they sang the first sweet carol, " Glory be to God on high, And on earth be peace and blessing To the nations far and nigh!" So our God made good His promise, And the old prophetic cry. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 742 3 Fuller, farther o'er the wide world Year by year that music swells; Year by year to some new people Christmas- tide the story tells, With the chanting of the children, And the pealing of the bells. 4 Louder over hill and valley, Let the towers and steeples ring! In the hamlet and the city Sweeter carols let us singLouder peals of holy pleasure, Sweeter carols to our King. 5 Hear Thy children, blessèd Jesus, Once for us on earth a Child; Keep us in Thy great compassion, Holy, harmless, undefiled; Blest through Thee by God the Spirit, To the Father reconciled. ale 6 Still we look for Thine appearing, O Thou bright and Morning Star! Still we wait to hear the rolling Of Thy great triumphal car; We who sing Thy first glad Advent, Know Thy second is not far. XV. S. J. Stone. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 918 9.9.6.6.6.4.( 52, S. S. and S.) 66 ' Go, Spirit, go Thy way, Some more convenient day On Thee I'll call." LMOST persuaded," now to believe; " Almost persuaded," Christ to receive: Seems now some soul to say 2 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 743 Almost persuaded:" come, come to- day! " Almost persuaded:" turn not away! Jesus invites you here, Angels are lingering near, 66 Prayers rise from hearts so dear, O wanderer, come. 3" Almost persuaded:" harvest is past! " Almost persuaded:" doom comes at last! " Almost cannot avail: Almost" is but to fail; Sad, sad, that bitter wail, Almost," but lost! 66 919 P. P. Bliss. L. M., with refrain.( 319, S. S. and S.) at the door, And hear Me pleading evermore, With gentle voice: O heart of sin, May I come in? may I come in? Behold Me standing at the door, And hear Me pleading evermore: Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, May I come in? may I come in? 2 I bore the cruel thorns for thee, I waited long and patiently: Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, May I come in? may I come in? 3 I would not plead with thee in vain; Remember all My grief and pain! I died to ransom thee from sin: May I come in? may I come in? 4 I bring thee joy from heaven above, I bring thee pardon, peace, and love: Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, May I come in? may I come in? F. J. Crosby. 744 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 920 66 2 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 197, S. S. and S.) ALL them in"-the poor, the wretched, Sin- stained wand'rers from the fold: Peace and pardon freely offer; CALL Can you weigh their worth with gold? " Call them in"-the weak, the weary, Laden with the doom of sin: Bid them come and rest in Jesus; He is waiting:" Call them in." " Call them in"-the Jew, the Gentile; Bid the stranger to the feast: " Call them in"-the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least: Forth the Father runs to meet them, He hath all their sorrows seen: Robe, and ring, and royal sandals, Wait the lost ones:" Call them in." 3 Call them in"-the little children Tarrying far away. away; Wait- oh, wait not for to- morrow, Christ would have them come to- day. Follow on! the Lamb is leading! He has conquered- we shall win: Bring the halt and blind to Jesus; He will heal them:" Call them in." 4" Call them in"-the broken- hearted, Cow'ring' neath the brand of shame; Speak Love's message, low and tender" Twas for sinners Jesus came: See the shadows lengthen round us, Soon the day- dawn will begin; Can you leave them lost and lonely? Christ is coming:" Call them in." Anna Shipton. ere 921 c. M., with chorus.( 64, S. S. and S.) NOME, every soul by sin opprest, REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 745 And He will surely give you rest, By trusting in His word. Only trust Him! only trust Him! Only trust Him now! He will save you! He will save you! He will save you now! 2 For Jesus shed His precious blood Rich blessings to bestow: Plunge now into the crimson flood That washes white as snow. 3 Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way That leads you into rest: Believe in Him without delay, And you are fully blest. 4 Come then, and join this holy band, And on to glory go, To dwell in that celestial land Where joys immortal flow. 922 J. H. Stockton. C. M.( 361.) NOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 3 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great? 4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. I. Watts. 746 923 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. C. M.( 378.) COME, let us, who in Christ believe, Our common Saviour praise, To Him with joyful voices give The glory of His grace. 2 He now stands knocking at the door Of every sinner's heart; The worst need keep Him out no more, Or force Him to depart. 3 Through grace we hearken to Thy voice, Yield to be saved from sin; In sure and certain hope rejoice, That Thou wilt enter in. 4 Come quickly in, Thou heavenly Guest, Nor ever hence remove; But sup with us, and let the feast Be everlasting love. C. or J. Wesley. 924 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 239.) COME NOME, O my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin; His bleeding heart shall make you room, His open side shall take you in: He calls you now, invites you home; Come, O my guilty brethren, come! 2 For you the purple current flowed In pardons from His wounded side; Languished for you the Son of God; For you the Prince of Glory, died: Believe, and all your sin's forgiven; Only believe, and yours is heaven! 925 7.7.7.7.( 120.) Mercy still reserved for me? C. or J. Wesley. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Can my God His wrath forbear? Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 2 I have long withstood His grace, Long provoked Him to His face; Would not hearken to His calls, Grieved Him by a thousand falls. 3 Whence to me this waste of love? Ask my Advocate above! See the cause in Jesu's face, Now before the throne of grace. 4 There for me the Saviour stands, Shows His wounds and spreads His hands: God is Love, I know, I feel; Jesus weeps, and loves me still. 5 If I rightly read Thy heart, If Thou all compassion art, Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Pardon and accept me now! 747 C. or J. Wesley. 926 c. M., with chorus.( 38, S. S. and S.) C. YOD loved the world of sinners lost Go And ruined by the fall; Salvation full, at highest cost, He offers free to all. Oh,' twas love,' twas wondrous love! The love of God to me; It brought my Saviour from above, To die on Calvary. 2 E'en now by faith I claim Him mine, The risen Son of God; Redemption by His death I find, And cleansing through the blood. 3 Love brings the glorious fulness in, And to His saints makes known The blessèd rest from inbred sin, Through faith in Christ alone. 748 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 4 Believing souls, rejoicing go; There shall to you be given A glorious foretaste, here below, Of endless life in heaven. 5 Of victory now o'er Satan's power Let all the ransomed sing, And triumph in the dying hour Through Christ, the Lord, our King. Mrs. Stockton. 927 7.7.7.7.( 409.) HARK, my soul, it is the Lord: Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me? 2" I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. 3" Can a woman's tender care Cease towards the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4" Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above; Deeper than the depths beneath; Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of My reign shall be, Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love Thee, and adore; O for grace to love Thee more. W. Cowper. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 749 928 L. M., with refrain.( 95, S. S. and S.) E leadeth me! oh, blessed thought! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still' tis God's hand that leadeth me. He leadeth me! He leadeth me! By His own hand He leadeth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 2 Sometimes' mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still' tis God's hand that leadeth me. 3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine; Content, whatever lot I see, Since' tis my God that leadeth me. 4 And when my task on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, the victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since Thou through Jordan leadest me. J. H. Gilmore. 929 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.( 132, S. S. and S.) HOLY JOLY Spirit, faithful Guide! Ever near the Christian's side, Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land: Weary souls for aye rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice, Whisp'ring softly," Wand'rer, come! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home." 2 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear: 750 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er, Whisper softly," Wand'rer, come! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home." 3 When our days of toil shall cease. Waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Trusting that our names are there, Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading nought but Jesus' blood; Whisper softly," Wand'rer, come! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home!" M. M. Wells. 930 10.7.10.7., with refrain.( 165, S. S. and S.) I AM Thine, O Lord: I have heard Thy voice, And it told Thy love to me; But I long to rise in the arms of faith, And be closer drawn to Thee. Draw me nearer, nearer, blessèd Lord, To the Cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, To Thy precious, bleeding side. 2 Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord, By the power of grace divine; Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, And my will be lost in Thine. 3 O the pure delight of a single hour That before Thy throne I spend, When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God, I commune as friend with friend! 4 There are depths of love that I cannot know Till I cross the narrow sea; There are heights of joy that I may not reach Till I rest in peace with Thee. F. J. Crosby. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 751 931 8.5.8.3.( 261, S. S. and S.) I AM trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Trusting only Thee; Trusting Thee for full salvation, dant Great and free. 2 I am trusting Thee for pardon, At Thy feet I bow; For Thy grace and tender mercy, Trusting now. 3 I am trusting Thee for cleansing, In the crimson flood; Trusting Thee to make me holy, By Thy blood. 4 I am trusting Thee to guide me; Thou alone shalt lead; Every day and hour supplying All my need. 5 I am trusting Thee for power, Thine can never fail; Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me Must prevail. 6 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Never let me fall; I am trusting Thee for ever, And for all. F. R. Havergal. 932 s. M., with chorus.( 10, S. S. and S.) I HEAR Thy welcome voice That calls me, Lord, to Thee, For cleansing in Thy precious blood That flowed on Calvary. I am coming, Lord! Coming now to Thee! Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood That flowed on Calvary. 2 Though coming weak and vile, Thou dost my strength assure. 752 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, 180 Till spotless all and pure. 3' Tis Jesus calls me on To perfect faith and love, To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, For earth and heaven above. 4' Tis Jesus who confirms The blessèd work within, By adding grace to welcomed grace Where reigned the power of sin. 5 And He the witness gives To loyal hearts and free, That every promise is fulfilled, If faith but brings the plea. 6 All hail, atoning blood! All hail, redeeming grace! All hail, the Gift of Christ our Lord, Our Strength and Righteousness! L. Hartsough. 933 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 160.) LAY my sins on Jesus, I The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursèd load. I bring my guilt to Jesus To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus; All fulness dwells in Him: He heals all my diseases; He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases; He all my sorrows shares. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine; His right hand me embraces; I on His breast recline. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes His Name abroad is poured. Se 4 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's Holy Child. I long to be with Jesus Amid the heavenly throng; To sing, with saints, His praises, To learn the angels' song. 753 H. Bonar. 934 P. M.( 28, S. S. and S.) LEFT it all with Jesus long ago, I All my sins I brought Him and my woe; When by faith I saw Him on the tree, Heard His small, still whisper,"" Tis for thee," From my heart the burden rolled away! Happy day! 2 I leave it all with Jesus, for He knows How to steal the bitter from life's woes; How to gild the tear- drop with His smile, Make the desert garden bloom awhile: When my weakness leaneth on His might, All seems light. 3 I leave it all with Jesus day by day; Faith can firmly trust Him come what may. Hope has dropped her anchor, found her rest, In the calm sure haven of His breast; Love esteems it heaven to abide At His side. 3 B 754 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 4 Oh, leave it all with Jesus, drooping soul! Tell not half thy story, but the whole. Worlds on worlds are hanging on His hand, Life and death are waiting His command; Yet His tender bosom makes thee roomOh, come home! E. H. Willis. 935 5.4.6.4., with refrain.( 84, S. S. and S.) I Most gracious Lord! No tender voice like Thine 2 I need Thee every hour; Stay Thou near by; Temptations lose their power When Thou art nigh. Can peace afford. I need Thee, oh, I need Thee; Every hour I need Thee; Oh, bless me now, my Saviour, I come to Thee. 3 I need Thee every hour, In joy or pain; Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain. 4 I need Thee every hour; Teach me Thy will; And Thy rich promises In me fulfil. 5 I need Thee every hour, Most Holy One! Oh, make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son! 936 A88 Mrs. A. S. Hawks. 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 479.) NEED Thee, precious Jesus ,For I am full of sin; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 755 My soul is dark and guilty, My heart is dead within. I need the cleansing fountain Where I can always flee; The blood of Christ most precious, The sinner's perfect plea. 2 I need Thee, precious Jesus ,For I am very poor; A stranger and a pilgrim, I have no earthly store. I need the love of Jesus To cheer me on my way; To guide my doubting footsteps, To be my strength and stay. 3 I need Thee, precious Jesus ,I need a friend like Thee; A friend to soothe and pity, A friend to care for me. I need the heart of Jesus To feel each anxious care; To tell my every trial, Ba And all my sorrows share. 4 I need Thee, precious Jesus, For I am very blind; A weak and foolish wanderer With a dark and evil mind. I need the light of Jesus To tread the thorny road; To guide me safe to glory Where I shall see my God. 5 I need Thee, precious Jesus ,I need Thee day by day, To fill me with Thy fulness, To lead me on my way. I need Thy Holy Spirit To teach me what I am, To show me more of Jesus, To point me to the Lamb. Tee 756 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 6 I need Thee, precious Jesus ,And hope to see Thee soon, Encircled with the rainbow, 937 2 And seated on Thy throne. There with Thy blood- bought children My joy shall ever be, To sing my Jesus' praises, To gaze, O Lord, on Thee. 4 F. Whitfield. D. S. M.( 181, S. S. and S.) WAS a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I I would not be controlled: I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam. The Shepherd sought His sheep, The Father sought His child; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild: They found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone; They bound me with the bands of love, They saved the wandering one. 3 Jesus my Shepherd is, ' Twas He that loved my soul; ' Twas He that washed me in His blood, ' Twas He that made me whole; ' Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep; ' Twas He that brought me to the fold, ' Tis He that still doth keep. I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 757 But now I love my Saviour's voice, I love, I love the fold. I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam; But now I love my Father's voice, I love, I love His home. H. Bonar. 938 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 294, S. S. and S.) ' VE found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! He drew me with the cords of love, And thus He bound me to Him: And round my heart still closely twine Those ties which nought can sever, For I am His, and He is mine, For ever and for ever. 2 I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! He bled, He died to save me; And not alone the gift of life, But His own self He gave me. Nought that I have my own I call, I hold it for the Giver: My heart, my strength, my life, my all, Are His, and His for ever. 3 I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! All power to Him is given, To guard me on my onward course, And bring me safe to heaven. Th' eternal glories gleam afar, To nerve my faint endeavour: So now- to watch!-to work!-to war! And then- to rest for ever! 4 I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! So kind, and true, and tender, So wise a Counsellor and Guide, So mighty a Defender. 758 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. From Him, Who loves me now so well, What power my soul can sever? Shall life?-or death?-or earth?-or hell? No! I am His for ever! 939 7.7.7.7.( 114.) [ ESUS CHRIST is passing by, As the precious moments flee, Cry," Be merciful to me!" of 2 Jesus Christ is passing by; Will He always be so nigh? Now is the accepted day; m Seek for healing while you may. 4" Lord, I would Thy mercy see; Lord, reveal Thy love to me: Let it penetrate my soul, All my heart and life control." Anon. TO SH 107 3 Lo! He stands and calls to thee, " What wilt thou then have of Me?" Rise, and tell Him all thy need; ov Rise- He calleth thee indeed. off 940 880 5 Oh, how sweet! the touch of power Comes it is salvation's hour; Jesus gives from guilt release" Faith hath saved thee; go in peace!" J. Denham Smith. 6.5.6.5.6.5.6.5., with chorus. ( 316 S. S. and S.) ESUS, I will trust Thee, Trust Thee with my soul; Guilty, lost, and helpless, banol Thou canst make me whole. There is none in heaven Or on earth like Thee; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Thou hast died for sinners, Therefore, Lord, for me. In Thy love confiding, I will seek Thy face, Worship and adore Thee For Thy wondrous grace. Jesus, I will trust Thee, Trust Thee with my soul! e Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make me whole. 2 Jesus, I may trust Thee, Name of matchless worth, Spoken by the angel At Thy wondrous birth; Written, and for ever, On Thy cross of shame; Sinners, read and worship, Trusting in that Name. 3 Jesus, I must trust Thee, Pondering Thy ways, Full of love and mercy All Thine earthly days; Sinners gathered round Thee, Lepers sought Thy face, None too vile or loathsome For a Saviour's grace. 4 Jesus, I can trust Thee, Trust Thy written word, Though Thy voice of pity I have never heard; When Thy Spirit teacheth, To my taste how sweet! Only may I hearken, Sitting at Thy feet. 5 Jesus, I do trust Thee, Trust without a doubt; 759 Sarl 760 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Whosoever cometh Thou wilt not cast out. Faithful is Thy promise, Precious is Thy blood ,These my soul's salvation, Thou my Saviour God. M. J. Walker. 941 7.6.7.6., with chorus.( 127, S. S. and S.) J¹ ESUS, keep me near the Cross; There a precious fountain, Free to all, a healing stream, Flows from Calvary's mountain. In the Cross, in the Cross, Be my glory ever, Till my raptured soul shall find Rest beyond the river. 2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul, Love and mercy found me; There the bright and morning star Shed its beams around me. 3 Near the Cross, O Lamb of God! Bring its scenes before me; Let me walk from day to day With its shadow o'er me. Near the Cross I'll watch and wait, Hoping, trusting ever, Till I reach the golden strand, Just beyond the river. F. J. Crosby. 942 8.8.8.6., with chorus.( 327, S. S. and S.) JES ESUS, my Lord, to Thee I cry: Unless Thou help me, I must die: Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh, And take me as I am! And take me as I am! And take me as I am! 2 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 761 My only plea- Christ died for me! Oh, take me as I am! 3 2 Helpless I am, and full of guilt; But yet for me Thy blood was spilt, And Thou canst make me what Thou wilt, And take me as I am! 3 No preparation can I make, My best resolves I only break, Yet save me for Thine own Name's sake, And take me as I am! 4 Behold me, Saviour, at Thy feet, Deal with me as Thou seest meet: Thy work begin, Thy work complete: But take me as I am! 943 7.7.8.7.8.7.( 19, S. S. and S.) KN NOCKING! knocking! who is there? Waiting, waiting, O how fair! ' Tis a Pilgrim, strange and kingly, Never such was seen before; Ah, my soul, for such a wonder Wilt thou not undo the door? E. H. H. Knocking! knocking! still He's there; Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair! But the door is hard to open, For the weeds and ivy- vine, With their dark and clinging tendrils, Ever round the hinges twine. Knocking! knocking- what! still there? Waiting, waiting, grand and fair! Yes, the piercèd hand still knocketh, And beneath the crownèd hair Beam the patient eyes, so tender, Of thy Saviour, waiting there. H. B. Stowe, alt. by P. P Bliss. 762 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 944 8.7.8.7.3.( 56, S. S. and S.) LORD, I hear of showers of blessing, Showers the thirsty land refreshing; art Let some drops now fall on me- Even me! 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father; Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st spurn me, but the rather Let Thy mercy light on me- Even me! 58 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour; Let me love and cling to Thee; I am longing for Thy favour; When Thou comest, call for me- Even me! 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit; Thou canst make the blind to see: Witnesser of Jesus' merit, SAQ Speak the word of power to me- Even me! 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping? Long been slighting, grieving Thee? Has the world my heart been keeping? O forgive and rescue me- Even me! 6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, Blood of Christ, so rich and free, Grace of God, so strong and boundless, Magnify it all in me- Even me! 7 Pass me not," this lost one" bringing, ' Tis but one more, Lord, to Thee; All my heart to Thee is springing, Blessing others, O bless me- Even me! Mrs. Codner. 945 11.11.11.11., with chorus.( 35, S. S. and S.) ORD JESUS, I long to be perfectly whole, I want Thee for ever to live in my soul; Break down every idol, cast out every foe: Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lo 763 Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 2 Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice; I give up myself, and whatever I know: Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 3 Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat; I wait, blessèd Lord, at Thy crucified feet; By faith for my cleansing I see Thy blood flow: Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 4 Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait; Come now, and within me à new heart create: To those who have sought Thee, Thou never saidst No: Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. J. Nicholson. 946 Y MY 11.11.11.11.( 374, S. S. and S.) Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine, For Thee all the pleasures of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou; If I loved Thee, my Jesus,' tis now. 2 I love Thee, because Thou hast first lovèd me, And purchased my pardon when nailed to the tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus,' tis now. 3 I will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death, And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath; And say when the death- dew lies cold on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus,' tis now. 764 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 4 In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore Thee, and dwell in Thy sight; I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus,' tis now. Anon. 947 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 475.) MY To Christ the living Vine; His grace I long have slighted, But now I feel Him mine; I was to God a stranger, Till Jesus took me in; He freed my soul from danger, And pardoned all my sin. 2 Soon as my all I ventured On the atoning blood, The Holy Spirit entered, And I was born of God; Still Christ is my SalvationWhat can I covet more? I fear no condemnation, My Father's wrath is o'er. 3 By floods and flames surrounded, I now my way pursue; Nor shall I be confounded With glory in my view; I taste a heavenly pleasure, And need not fear a frown; Christ is my joy and treasure, My glory and my crown. 4 Christians, be not faint- hearted, Though least among the flock; From Christ you'll ne'er be parted, While built upon the Rock; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Let's mend our pace to glory, We soon shall meet above, And tell the pleasing story Of His redeeming love. 765 Anon. 948 L. M., with chorus.( 312, S. S. and S.) DO not let the Word depart, 0 Nor close thine eyes against the light! Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be saved,-Why not to- night! Why not to- night? Why not to- night? Thou wouldst be saved, Why not to- night? 2 To- morrow's sun may never rise, To bless thy long- deluded sight; This is the time! oh then be wise! Thou wouldst be saved,-Why not to- night! 3 The world has nothing left to giveIt has no new, no pure delight; Oh, try the life which Christians live! Thou wouldst be saved, Why not to- night? 4 Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun!Thou wouldst be saved, Why not to- night? H. Bonar. 949 11.11.11.11.( 636.) 0 EYES that are weary, and hearts that are sore, Look off unto Jesus, and sorrow no more; The light of His countenance shineth so bright, That on earth, as in heaven, there need be no night. 2" Looking off unto Jesus," my eyes cannot see The troubles and dangers that throng around me; They cannot be blinded with sorrowful tears; They cannot be shadowed with unbelief fears. 766 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 3" Looking off unto Jesus," my spirit is blest, In the world I have turmoil- in Him I have rest; The sea of my life all about me may roar, When I look unto Jesus, I hear it no more. 4" Looking off unto Jesus," I go not astray; My eyes are on Him, and He shows me the way; The path may seem dark, as He leads me along, But, following Jesus, I cannot go wrong. 5" Looking off unto Jesus," oh! may I be found, When the waters of Jordan encompass me round; Let them bear me away, in His presence to be; ' Tis but seeing Him nearer, Whom always I di see. 6 Then, then I shall know the full beauty and grace Of Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face; I shall know how His love went before me each day, And wonder that ever my eyes turned away. ( 3) J. N. Darby. 950 L. M., with chorus.( 65 S. S. and S.) HAPPY day that fixed my choice my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. Happy day! happy day! When Jesus washed my sins away; He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every day; po Happy day! happy day! When Jesus washed my sins away. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To Him Who merits all my love; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 767 Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3' Tis done! the great transaction's done; I am my Lord's, and He is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long- divided heart; Fixed on this blissful centre, rest. With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels' bread to feast? 5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.de P. Doddridge. P. M.( 202, S. S. and S.) 951 O Draw me close to Thee; Thou hast paid my ransom, Thou hast died for me: Now by simple faith I claim Pardon through Thy gracious name; Thou my Ark of safety, Let me fly to Thee. 2 O my Saviour, bless me, Bless me, while I pray; Grant Thy grace to help me, Take my fear away: I believe Thy promise, Lord, I will trust Thy holy Word; Thou my soul's Redeemer, Bless me while I pray. O my Saviour, love me, 3 Make me all Thine own; Leave me not to wander In this world alone: 768 1 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Bless my way with light divine, Let Thy glory round me shine: Thou my Rock, my Refuge, Make me all Thine own. O my Saviour, guard me, Keep me, evermore; Bless me, love me, guide me, Till my work is o'er; May I then with glad surprise Chant Thy praise beyond the skies; There with Thee, my Saviour, Dwell for evermore. F. J. Crosby. 952 11.11.11.11., with refrain.( 292, S. S. and S.) H, safe to the Rock that is higher than I, fly: So sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine would I be; Thou blest" Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee! Hiding in Thee! hiding in Thee! Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee! 2 In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour, In times when temptation casts o'er me its power; In the tempests of life, on its wide heaving sea, Thou blest" Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee! 3 How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe, I have fled to my Refuge, and breathed out my woe! How often, when trials, like sea- billows roll, Have I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul! W. O. Cushing. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 953 8.7.8.8.7. H! the bitter shame and sorrow, 0¹ That a time could ever be, When I let the Saviour's pity Plead in vain, and proudly answered, " All of self, and none of Thee." 66 2 Yet He found me; I beheld Him Bleeding on th' accursed tree; Heard Him pray," Forgive them, Father," And my wistful heart said faintly, " Some of self, and some of Thee." 3 Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full, and free, Sweet and strong, and ah! so patient, Brought me lower, while I whispered, " Less of self, and more of Thee." 4 Higher than the highest heavens, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered; Grant me now my soul's petition, " None of self, and all of Thee." Th. Monod. 954 7.6.7.6., with refrain.( 236, S. S. and S.) NLY a step to Jesus! Then why not take it now? Come, and thy sin confessing, To Him, thy Saviour, bow. Only a step, only a step; Come, He waits for thee; Come, and thy sin confessing, Thou shalt receive a blessing: Do not reject the mercy He freely offers thee. ONLY 769 2 Only a step to Jesus! Believe, and thou shalt live: 30 770 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Lovingly now He's waiting, And ready to forgive. 3 Only a step to Jesus! A step from sin to grace: What has thy heart decided? The moments fly apace. 4 Only a step to Jesus! Oh, why not come and say" Gladly to Thee, my Saviour, I give myself away"? F. J. Crosby. 955 8.5.8.5., with chorus.( 63, S. S. and S.) PASS me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry; While on others Thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. Saviour! Saviour! Hear my humble cry, And while others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at a throne of mercy Find a sweet relief; Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief. 3 Trusting only in Thy merit, Would seek Thy face; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace. 4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me, Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in heaven but Thee? F. J. Crosby. 956 8.6.8.6.4.( 530.) RETURN, OETURN, O wanderer, to thy home! Thy Father calls for thee; 2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home! ' Tis Jesus calls for thee; REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 2 No longer now an exile roam In guilt and misery. Return, return! 3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home! ' Tis madness to delay; There are no pardons in the tomb, And brief is mercy's day! 3 4 The Spirit and the Bride say," Come;" O now for refuge flee! 957 s. M., with refrain.( 273, S. S. and S.) RE EVIVE Thy work, O Lord! Now to Thy saints appear! Oh, speak with power to every soul, And let Thy people hear! T. Hastings. Revive Thy work, O Lord!While here to Thee we bow; Descend, O gracious Lord, descend! Oh, come, and bless us now! 771 Revive Thy work, O Lord! Exalt Thy precious Name! And may Thy love in every heart Be kindled to a flame! Revive Thy work, O Lord! And bless to all Thy word! And may its pure and sacred truth In living faith be heard! Revive Thy work, O Lord! Give Pentecostal showers! Be Thine the glory, Thine alone! The blessing, Lord, be ours! A. Midlane, altered by F. J. Crosby. 772 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 958 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6., with chorus. ( 25, S. S. and S.) NAFE in the arms of Jesus, Safe on His gentle breast, There, by His love o'ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest. Hark!' tis the voice of angels Borne in a song to me, Over the fields of glory, Over the jasper sea. Joll& Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on His gentle breast, There, by His love o'ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest. of Tomo rae 2 Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe from corroding care, T Safe from the world's temptations, Sin cannot harm me there. Free from the blight of sorrow, Free from my doubts and fears; Only a few more trials, bus Only a few more tears! W 3 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge, Jesus has died for me; Firm on the Rock of Ages Ever my trust shall be. Here let me wait with patience, Wait till the night is o'er; Wait till I see the morning Break on the golden shore. duni F. J. Crosby. 959 7.7.7.7., with chorus.( 193, S. S. and S.) SIMPLY trusting every day, Trusting through a stormy way! Even when my faith is small, Trusting Jesus, that is all. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 773 Trusting as the moments fly, Trusting as the days go by; Trusting Him whate'er befall, Trusting Jesus, that is all. 2 Brightly doth His Spirit shine Into this poor heart of mine; While He leads I cannot fall; Trusting Jesus, that is all. 3 Singing, if my way be clear; Praying, if the path be drear: If in danger, for Him call; Trusting Jesus, that is all. 4 Trusting Him, while life shall last, Trusting Him till earth be past, Till within the jasper wall: ( Trusting Jesus, that is all. lae E. Page. 960 7.5.7.5.7.7.7.5.( 90, S. S. and S.) INNER, whosoe'er thou art, At the cross there's room; Tell the burden of thy heart, At the cross there's room! Tell it in thy Saviour's ear, Cast away thine every fear, Only speak, and He will hear; At the cross there's room! 2 Haste thee, wanderer, tarry not; At the cross there's room! Seek that consecrated spot; At the cross there's room! Heavy- laden, sore opprest, Love can soothe thy troubled breast; In the Saviour find thy rest; At the cross there's room! 3 Thoughtless sinner, come to- day; At the cross there's room! 774 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. Hark! the Bride and Spirit sayAt the cross there's room! Now a living Fountain see, Opened there for you and me, For rich and poor, bond and free; At the cross there's room! 4 Blessed thought! for every one At the cross there's room! Love's atoning work is done; At the cross there's room! Streams of boundless mercy flow, Free to all who thither go; Oh, that all the world might knowAt the cross there's room! F. J. Crosby. ( 148, S. S. and S.) with you, woe; 088 It will joy and comfort give youTake it, then, where'er you go. Precious Name!-oh, how sweet!Hope of earth and joy of heaven! Precious Name!-oh, how sweet!Hope of earth and joy of heaven. 961 8.7.8.7., with chorus. TAKE the name of Jesus TAKE 2 Take the name of Jesus ever, As a shield from every snare; If temptations round you gather, Breathe that holy name in prayer. 3 Oh, the precious name of Jesus! How it thrills our souls with joy, When His loving arms receive us, And His songs our tongues employ! 4 At the name of Jesus bowing, Falling prostrate at His feet, King of kings in heaven we'll crown Him, When our journey is complete. Mrs. L. Baxter. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 962 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 14, S. S. and S.) TELL TELL me the old, old story Of un unseen things above; Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His love. Tell me the story simply, As to a little child, For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. Tell me the old, old story! Tell me the old, old story! Tell me the old, old story! Of Jesus and His love! 2 Tell me the story slowly, That I may take it in; That wonderful redemption, God's remedy for sin. Tell me the story often, For I forget so soon: The early dew of morning Has passed away at noon. 3 Tell me the story softly, With earnest tones and grave; Remember! I'm the sinner Whom Jesus came to save. Tell me the story always, If you would really be, In any time of trouble, A comforter to me. 4 Tell me the same old story, When you have cause to fear That this world's empty glory Is costing me too dear. Yes, and when that world's glory Is dawning on my soul, Tell me the old, old story: " Christ makes thee whole." 775 Miss Hankey. 776 REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 963 P. M.( 381, S. S. and S.) THE Gospel bells are ringing, sea to sea; Blessed news of free salvation Do they offer you and me. " For God so loved the world, That His only Son He gave! Whosoe'er believeth in Him Everlasting life shall have." Gospel bells-how they ring ,Over land, from sea to sea! Gospel bells- freely bringBlessèd news to you and me. 2 The Gospel bells invite us To a feast prepared for all: Do not slight the invitation, sae Nor reject the gracious call. " I am the Bread of life: Eat of Me, thou hungry soul: Though your sins be red as crimson, They shall be as white as wool." 3 The Gospel bells give warning, As they sound from day to day, Of the fate which doth await them Who for ever will delay. " Escape thou for thy life! Tarry not in all the plain; Nor behind thee look, oh never, Lest thou be consumed in pain." 4 The Gospel bells are joyful, As they echo far and wide, Bearing notes of perfect pardon, Through a Saviour crucified; " Good tidings of great joy To all people do I bring; Unto you is born a Saviour, Which is Christ, the Lord and King." S. W. Martin. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 777 964 P. M., with chorus.( 123, S. S. and S.) THE whole world was lost in the darkness of gill The Light of the world is Jesus. Like sunshine at noonday His glory shone in, The Light of the world is Jesus. Come to the Light,' tis shining for thee; Sweetly the Light has dawned upon me. Once I was blind, but now I can see: The Light of the world is Jesus. 2 No darkness have we who in Jesus abide, The Light of the world is Jesus. We walk in the Light when we follow our Guide, The Light of the world is Jesus. 3 Ye dwellers in darkness, with sin- blinded eyes, ed eyes, The Light of the world is Jesus. Go, wash at His bidding, and light will arise, The Light of the world is Jesus. 4 No need of the sunlight in heaven, we're told, The Light of that world is Jesus. The Lamb is the light in the City of Gold, The Light of that world is Jesus. P. P. Bliss. 965 P. M., with refrain.( 32, S. S. and S.) THE THERE is life for a look at the Crucified One, There is life at this moment for thee; Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved, Unto Him Who was nailed to the tree. Look! look! look and live! There is life for a look at the Crucified One, There is life at this moment for thee. 2 Oh, why was He there as the Bearer of sin, If on Jesus thy guilt was not laid? Oh, why from His side flowed the sin- cleansing blood, If His dying thy debt has not paid? 778 3 It is not thy tears of repentance or prayers, But the Blood, that atones for the soul; On Him, then, Who shed it, thou mayest at once Thy weight of iniquities roll. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 4 Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has declared There remaineth no more to be done; That once in the end of the world He appeared, And completed the work He begun. 5 Then take with rejoicing from Jesus at once The life everlasting He gives; And know with assurance thou never canst die, Since Jesus, thy righteousness, lives. Miss A. M. Hull. 966 7.7.7.7.( 114.) IME is earnest, passing by; nigh: Sinner, wilt thou trifling be? Time and death appeal to thee. 2 Life is earnest; when' tis o'er, Thou returnest never more. Soon to meet eternity, Wilt Thou never serious be? 967 3 God is earnest; kneel and pray, Ere thy season pass away; Ere He set His judgment throne; Ere the day of grace be gone. 4 Oh, be earnest, death is near; Thou wilt perish, lingering here; Sleep no longer, rise and flee; Lo! thy Saviour waits for thee! S. Dyer. 6.4.6.4.( 71, S. S. and S.) O- DAY the Saviour calls: Ye wand'rers, come! REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 779 Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam? 2 To- day the Saviour calls: Oh, listen now! Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow! 3 To- day the Saviour calls: For refuge fly, The storm of justice falls, And death is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to- day: Yield to His power! Oh, grieve Him not away: ' Tis mercy's hour. S. Smith and T. Hastings. 968 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 20, S. S. and S.) THAT means this eager, anxious throng, These wondrous gatherings day by day? What means this strange commotion, pray? In accents hushed the throng reply, " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." 2 Who is this Jesus? Why should He The city move so mightily? A passing stranger, has He skill To move the multitude at will? Again the stirring tones reply, " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." 3 Jesus!' tis He Who once below Man's pathway trod,' mid pain and woe; And burdened ones, where'er He came, Brought out their sick, and deaf, and lame; The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." 4 Again He comes! From place to place His holy footprints we can trace. 780 y?He pauseth at our threshold- nay, He enters- condescends to stay. Shall we not gladly raise the cry " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.' 5 Ho! all ye heavy- laden, come! Here's pardon, comfort, rest, and home. Ye wanderers from a Father's face, Return, accept His proffered grace. Ye tempted ones, there's refuge nigh: " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 6 But if you still His call refuse, And all His wondrous love abuse, Soon will He sadly from you turn, Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn. " Too late! too late!" will be the cry" Jesus of Nazareth has passed by." Miss E. Campbell. 969 " WHOS P. M., with chorus.( 24, S. S. and S.) HOSOEVER heareth!" shout, shout the sound! Send the blessed tidings all the world around! Spread the joyful news wherever man is found: " Whosoever will may come." " Whosoever will!"" Whosoever will!" Send the proclamation over vale and hill; ' Tis the loving Father calls the wanderer home; " Whosoever will may come." "" 2 Whosoever cometh need not delay; Now the door is open, enter while ye may: Jesus is the true, the only living Way, " Whosoever will may come." " Whosoever will," the promise is secure; " Whosoever will," for ever shall endure; " Whosoever will,"-' tis life for evermore: " Whosoever will may come." P. P. Bliss. REVIVAL AND EVANGELISTIC SERVICES. 781 970 7.8.9.8., with chorus.( 297, S. S. and S.) WHY WHY do you wait, dear brother? Oh, why do you tarry so long? Your Saviour is waiting to give you A place in His sanctified throng. Why not?-Why not?Why not come to Him now? 2 What do you hope, dear brother, To gain by a further delay? There's no one to save you but Jesus; There's no other way but His way. 3 Do you not feel, dear brother, His Spirit now striving within? O why not accept His salvation, And throw off thy burden of sin? e 4 Why do you wait, dear brother? The harvest is passing away; Your Saviour is longing to bless you; There's danger and death in delay. G. F. Root. 971 10.10.4.6.( 31, S. S. and S.) VET there is room!" the Lamb's bright " YET hall of song, With its fair glory, beckons thee along. Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now! 2 Day is declining and the sun is low; The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go. 3 The bridal hall is filling for the feast, Pass in pass in! and be the Bridegroom's guest. 4 It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee! Make haste, make haste:' tis not too full for thee! 5 Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate, The gate of love: it is not yet too late. 782 6 Pass in! pass in! That banquet is for thee; That cup of everlasting love is free. 7 All heaven is there all joy! Go in! go in! The angels beckon thee the prize to win. 8 Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call, Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall. TEMPERANCE. 9 Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom: Then the last low, long cry," No room, no room!" H. Bonar. 972 2 XVI. TEMPERANCE. S. M.( 20.) band we meet, A To raise our songs of praise, And for the blessings of the past Our cheerful voices raise. 4 3 For happy hearts and homes, Through Temperance obtained. And blessings every day enjoyed, Which multitudes have gained. For sinners led to Christ, 5 For drunkards saved from death, We bless Thy sacred name; For those preserved from drunkenness, Thy goodness we proclaim. In Christian Churches found; For all the tokens of Thy grace Our praises shall abound. O let our cause prevail, Throughout our favoured land; Thy richest blessing, Lord, bestow, On this our Temperance band. J. Burns. 973 TEMPERANCE. 6.5.6.5.( 432.) HRISTIAN, work for Jesus, Who on earth for thee Laboured, wearied, suffered ,Died upon the tree. 2[ Work with eye that rangeth Over sin's great deep; Where lie thousands drifting, Rocked to fatal sleep. 3 Work with hands that Jesus Maketh strong to bring Souls to Him their Saviour, Trustfully to cling.] 4 Work with feet untiring By the Master led, Help to free the drunkards From their bondage dread. 5 Work with lips so fervid That thy words may prove Thou hast brought a message From the God of love. 6 Work with heart that burneth Humbly at His feet; Priceless gems to offer, For His crown made meet. 7 Work with prayer unceasing, Borne on faith's strong wing, Earnestly beseeching Trophies for the King. 8 Work while strength endureth, Until death draw near; Then thy Lord's sweet welcome Thou in heaven shalt hear. 783 M. Haslock. 784 974 TEMPERANCE. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 132.) NOD bless our Temperance band; True to our pledge; May we united be, Strong in consistency, Zeal, truth, and charity, Courage, and love. 2 May we for drunkards feel, Labour with constant zeal; God bless our work; And we His aid implore To help us more and more, Until, from shore to shore, All shall abstain. 3 May Britain's children stand A noble Temperance band, Their country's hope: And may our cause extend, Until all people blend, And one great shout ascend, The world is free! Anon. 975 L. M.( 81.) IN God's unchanging Word there stands, The warning sure, to drunkards given, That such shall not inherit heaven! 2 For them no guardian spirit waits To lead to its refulgent gates; Its streets by them can ne'er be trod, For drunkards are condemned of God. 3 They cannot join the lofty songs Which echo from the countless throngs Who round the throne adoring fall, And hail their Saviour Lord of all! 785 4 O shun the glass, though loved it be, It leads to endless infamy! Come, bend the knee at Jesu's feet, And seek Him at the mercy- seat. 976 TEMPERANCE. 7.7.7.7.7.7.( 175.) L° OOK not on the wine- cup bright, Flashing in its purple light, Lift not thou the goblet high With the sons of revelry; Ruin yet that draught shall bring, Deadly as the adder's sting. Payne. 2 Who hath sorrow? who hath woe? Who despair's dark night shall know? Who, like those on ocean tossed, Mourn the calm for ever lost? Who midst want unpitied pine? They that tarry at the wine. 3 Darkly on their downward way, Sets their sun while yet' tis day; Wasted years, a gloomy train, Time that warned, but warned in vain, Thus denounced they meet their doom, " Haste to an untimely tomb." 4 Thou Who once, in Israel's day, Made the fiery plague to stay, Thou Who, on the raging sea, Calmed the waves of Galilee! Now, as then, deliverance bring Those in wild waves perishing. Anon. 977 11.10.11.10., with refrain.( 37, S. S. and S.) ESCUE the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the RE grave: 3 D 786 TEMPERANCE. Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus the Mighty to save. Rescue the perishing, care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 2 Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting, He is Waiting the penitent child to receive. Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently; He will forgive if they only believe. 3 Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore: Touched by a loving hand, wakened by kindness, Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. 4 Rescue the perishing, duty demands it; Strength for thy labour the Lord will provide: Back to the narrow way patiently win them; Tell the poor wand'rer a Saviour has died. F. J. Crosby. 978 8.8.8.8.8.8.( 238.) ING we a song of praise to- day, won, For strength vouchsafed upon our way, And noble work our cause has done, For joy that cometh after tears, And harvests reaped through many years. 2 The God of love we praise and bless, For lives endangered that are saved, For homes no longer comfortless, For strong, true hearts that ill have braved, And for devoted lives well given To works of mercy and to heaven. 3 We bless the Christ, the children's Friend, For thousands in the hopeful bands, 2 TEMPERANCE. Who will the Temperance cause defend With youthful vigour in all lands. And live through coming years to prove What conquests may be gained by love. 4 Much yet remains! O God of grace, Pity the drunkards and their homes? Send sunshine to each darkened place, And hope where each poor creature roams, Till all the world shall sober be, And spend all life in serving Thee. Marianne Farningham. 979 4 S. M.( 14.) THE seed of Temperance truth we sow, And pray that showers from heaven may fall, And make the seed to grow. We look, O Lord, to Thee, For Thou alone canst bless: To toil and plant like Paul we may, But Thou must give success. 3 Inspire our statesmen, Lord, With wisdom from above, Inflame their hearts with holy zeal, This evil to remove. 787 And then through all our land Abundantly would grow The peaceful fruits of honest toil, To lessen human woe. J. Atkinson. 980 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.6., with chorus.( 479.)` THERE'S a glorious work before us, Every man at once should join us, And help with heart and hand; There are homes now full of sadness, Whence peace and love are flown; 788 TEMPERANCE. We must fill those homes with gladness, And make the Saviour known. We shall do it by and by. 2 There are drink- bound slaves around us Who writhe in helpless woe; We must snap the bonds that bind them And lay the tyrant low: spis There are wives and mothers weeping, Whose hearts are cold and sad; We must give them joyous greeting, And bid them yet be glad. 3 There are crowds of little children ere Deep sunk in sin and night; We must raise them from their darkness, And lead them up to light; There are good men filled with sorrow O'er seed they've sown in vain: We must show them the destroyer, And urge them to abstain. 4 There's the huge and cursed system Of drink, and sin, and fraud; We must cast it forth with loathing, Abhorred by man and God. Let us then gird on our armour, And God our strength will be, He our hosts is onward leading To certain victory. 981 C. Garrett. 7.6.7.6.8.8.8.5. THEN wilt Thou save the people? Not kings and lords, but nations! Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of Thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, awayTheir heritage a sunless day. God save the people! 2 3 NATIONAL HYMNS. Shall crime bring crime for ever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it Thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? " No," say Thy mountains;" No," Thy skies; Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs ascend instead of sighs. God save the people! When wilt Thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God save the people; Thine they are, Thy children, as Thine angels fair; From vice, oppression, and despair, God save the people! 982 XVII. NATIONAL HYMNS. I. THE THRONE. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. YOD save our gracious Queen, God save the Queen, Send her victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us, God save our Queen. 789 880 2 Thy choicest gifts in store, On her be pleased to pour, Long may she reign. May she defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice, God save the Queen. E. Elliot. (?) Henry Carey. 790 983 NATIONAL HYMNS. L. M.( 85.) KING of kings, Thy blessing shed On our anointed sovereign's head; And, looking from Thy holy heaven, Protect the crown Thyself hast given. 2 Her with Thy choicest mercies bless, To all her counsels give success; In war, in peace,* on Thee we lean, Thy strength command, God save the Queen. 3 Her may we honour and obey, Uphold her right and lawful sway, Remembering that the powers that be Are ministers ordained of Thee. 4 Thou, ever mindful of her want, Through all her days Thy blessing grant; And bid the golden circlet spread Its purest splendours round her head. 5 And oh! when earthly thrones decay, And earthly kingdoms fade away, Grant her a throne in worlds on high, A crown of immortality. 984 Cotterill's Selection. II. PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 132.) OD bless our native land: Her strength and glory stand Ever in Thee! Her faith and laws be pure, Her throne and hearths secure; And let her name endureHome of the free. * Or, as in the original text:"... Thy succour bring, Thy strength command, God save the King." PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 2 God guard our sea- girt land, And save by Thy right hand From all her foes; The reign of peace prolong, Till freedom's rising song Loud tells the end of wrong And nature's throes! 3 God smile upon our land, And countless as the sand Her blessings be! Arise, O Lord, Most High! And call her children nigh, Till heart and voice replyGlory to Thee. 985 Anon. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.( 133.) GOD OD bless our native land! May Heaven's protecting hand Still guard her shore; May peace her sway extend, Foe be transformed to friend, And Britain's power depend On war no more. 2 Through every changing scene, O Lord! preserve the Queen; Long may she reign, Her heart inspire and move With wisdom from above; And in a nation's love Her throne maintain. 3 May just and righteous laws Uphold the public cause, And bless our Isle. Home of the brave and free, The land of liberty, We pray that still on thee Kind Heaven may smile. 791 792 NATIONAL HYMNS. 4 And not this land alone, But be Thy mercies known from shore to shore. 986 Lord, make the nations see That men should brothers be, And form one family, The wide world o'er. W. E. Hickson. 8.7.8.7.( 550.) IN TIME OF SCARCITY. GOD, Creator and Preserver! God, Who feedest man and beast; God Whose tender mercy careth For the weakest and the least: 2 If in former times of gladness, In the fulness of our bread, Harvest gifts to Thee we offered, Harvest songs to Thee we said; 3 Shall we not in trustful patience Cast our care upon Thee now? Shall we not in meek obedience To Thy righteous judgments bow? 280 4 Though the earth withhold her increase, Though the heaven restrain its dew, Though his hand the reaper fill not, Yet we know that Thou art true. 5 Not in vain the mighty promise, From beneath the bow of peace, Told us," while the earth remaineth, Seed- time, harvest, shall not cease." 6 Thou art true, though we are faithless; Thou art Love, though we are blind; Pity now Thy mourning people, Call the former times to mind. 7 So the sunshine of Thy bounty Once again shall dry our tears, And Thy gracious Hand restore us All our canker- eaten years! 987 PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 793 J. Ellerton. 11.10.11.9.( 631.) IN TIME OF WAR. GOD OD the Almighty, in wisdom ordaining Judgments unsearchable- famine or sword; Over the tumult of war Thou art reigning; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 2 God the All- righteous! though man hath defied Thee, Sure to eternity standeth Thy word; Falsehood and wrong shall not tarry beside Thee; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord! 3 God the All- pitiful! is it not cryingBlood of the guiltless like water outpoured? Look on the anguish, the sorrow, the sighing; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord! 988 4 God the All- wise! by the fire of Thy chastening, Earth shall be Freedom and Truth be restored; Through the thick darkness Thy kingdom is hastening; Thou wilt give peace in Thy time, O Lord! J. Ellerton. D. C. M.( 533.) GREAT King of nations, hear our prayer, While at Thy feet we fall, And humbly, with united cry, To Thee for mercy call. 794 NATIONAL HYMNS. The guilt is ours, but grace is Thine; O turn us not away; But hear us from Thy lofty throne, And help us when we pray. 2 Our fathers' sins were manifold, And ours no less, we own; Yet wondrously, from age to age, Thy goodness hath been shown. When dangers, like a stormy sea, Beset our country round, To Thee we looked, to Thee we cried, And help in Thee we found. 3 Though love and might no longer heal By touch or word or look; Though they who do Thy work must read Thy laws in nature's book: Tee Yet come to cleanse the sick man's soul, Come, cleanse the leprous taint, Give joy and peace where all is strife, And strength where all is faint. 989 4 With one consent we meekly bow Beneath Thy chastening hand, And, pouring forth confession meet, Mourn with our mourning land. With pitying eye behold our need, As thus we lift our prayer; Correct us with Thy judgments, Lord, Then let Thy mercy spare. J. H. Gurney. rod. C. M.( 363.) LORD, while for all mankind we pray, Of every coast, O hear us for our native land ,The land we love the most. 2 Our father's sepulchres are here, And here our kindred dwell: Our children too;-how should we love Another land so well! PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 3 O guard our shores from every foe, With peace our borders bless: With prosperous times our cities crown, Our fields with plenteousness. 4 Unite us in the sacred love Of knowledge, truth, and Thee: And let our hills and valleys shout The songs of liberty. 5 Here may religion pure and mild Upon our Sabbaths smile; And piety and virtue reign, And bless our native isle. 6 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee Our country we commend; Be Thou her refuge and her trust, Her everlasting Friend. 990 991 7.6.7.7.7.6.8.6. 500 J. R. Wreford. NOW pray we for our country, That England long may be The holy, and the happy, And the gloriously free. Who blesseth her is blessed! So peace be in her walls, And joy in all her palaces, Her cottages and halls. 795 A. C. Coxe. C. M.( 376.) IN TIME OF PESTILENCE. 0 LORD of life and death, we come In sorrow to Thy Throne, Yet not bewildered, blind, and dumb, Before some Power unknown. 796 2 The scourge is in our Father's hand; plague comes forth from Thee; Oh, give us hearts to understand, And faith Thy ways to see! NATIONAL HYMNS. 3 Forgive the foul neglect that brought Thy chastening to our door; The homes uncleansed, the souls untaught, The unregarded poor. 4 The slothful ease, the greed of gain, The wasted years, forgive; Purge out our sins by needful pain, Then turn, and bid us live. 5 So shall the lives for which we plead Be spared to praise Thee still, And we, from fear and danger freed, Be strong to do Thy will. J. Ellerton. 992 2 6.6.6.6.8.8.( 456.) Thee our fly For mercy and for grace; Oh! hear our lowly cry, And hide not Thou Thy face. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. Arise, O Lord of Hosts! Be jealous for Thy Name, And drive from out our coasts The sins that put to shame. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. Lee Thy best gifts from on high 3 In rich abundance pour, That we may magnify And praise Thee more and more. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 4 5 PRAYER AND HUMILIATION. 9 800 The powers ordained by Thee With heavenly wisdom bless; May they Thy servants be, And rule in righteousness. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. The Church of Thy dear Son Inflame with love's pure fire; Bind her once more in one, And life and truth inspire. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. The pastors of Thy fold und With grace and power endue, That faithful, pure, and bold, They may be pastors true. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 7 797 Oh! let us love Thy house And sanctify Thy day, Bring unto Thee our vows And loyal homage_pay. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 8 Give peace, Lord, in our time, Oh let no foe draw nigh, Nor lawless deed of crime Insult Thy Majesty. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. Though vile and worthless, still Thy people, Lord, are we; And for our God we will None other have but Thee. O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. W. W. How. 798 NATIONAL HYMNS. III. THANKSGIVING. 993 C. M.( 57.) ( REAT God of hosts, our ears have heard, GR Our fathers oft have told, What wonders Thou hast done for them, Thy glorious deeds of old. 2 Not by their might was safety wrought, Nor victory by their sword; But Thou didst guard the chosen race Who Thy great name adored. 3 Great God of hosts, their God and ours! Our only Lord and King! Let that right arm which fought for them To us salvation bring. 4 To Thee the glory we'll ascribe, By Whom the conquest came, And, in triumphant songs of praise, Will celebrate Thy Name. 994 E. Osler. 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) IFT thy song among the nations, England of the Lord beloved!! Sing the grace for generations That hath kept thy lamp unmoved; Sing how vainly hosts assembled ' Gainst the isle of His delight; Sing how tyrants turned and trembled When His arm upheld thy right! 2 Sing how He, the Lord, hath brought thee Onward still from height to height, How the heavenly lustre sought thee Ere it made the world more bright. Let the freedom long- descended Gloriously uplift thy voice! In the Good Old Cause defended By thy men of might rejoice! THANKSGIVING. 3 Sing how He His England crowned When He loosed the yoke of Rome; Sing how He His truth enthronèd In this consecrated home; How He trusts Thee with the treasure Of his Word to send it forth: Mightily fulfil His pleasure; Send His Word o'er all the earth! 4 Sing how gleamed His sword victorious In the hands of heroes thine! How His fire more sweetly glorious Streamèd from thy souls divine! Let no marvel of thy story Lose its place amidst the praise! Praise Him for thine olden glory! Praise Him for these latter days! 5 Sing how freedom's fire abideth Where it first did burn and shine; How for Thee the Lord provideth Boundless realms and tasks divine! As ascends and spreads thy glory, So thy strain advance, prolong! With the fulness of thy story Blend the fulness of thy song! 995 799 T. II. Gill. L. M.( 83.) PRAIS RAISE to our God, Whose bounteous hand Prepared of old our glorious land; A garden fenced with silver sea; A people prosperous, strong, and free. 2 Praise to our God; through all our past His mighty arm hath held us fast; Till wars and perils, toils and tears, Have brought the rich and peaceful years. 3 Praise to our God; the Vine He set Within our coasts is fruitful yet; 800 NATIONAL HYMNS. On many a shore her seedlings grow; ' Neath many a sun her clusters glow. 4 Praise to our God; His power alone e Can keep unmoved our ancient throne, Sustained by counsels wise and just, And guarded by a people's trust. 16 5 Praise to our God; though chastenings stern Our evil dross should throughly burn; His rod and staff, from age to age, Shall rule and guide His heritage! J. Ellerton. 996 C. M.( 46.) CHINE, mighty God, on Britain shine, grace; Reveal Thy power through all our coasts, And show Thy smiling face. 2 Amidst our isle, exalted high, Do Thou our glory stand, And like a wall of guardian fire, Surround Thy favoured land. 3 When shall Thy name, from shore to shore, Sound all the earth abroad; And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God? 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud, with solemn voice; While British tongues exalt His praise, And British hearts rejoice. age 5 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, That sits enthroned above, plo Wisely commands the worlds He made In justice and in love. 6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will, And yield a full increase; Our God will crown His chosen isle With fruitfulness and peace. 1. Watts. 30 997 BENEDICTIONS AND DOXOLOGIES. XVIII. BENEDICTIONS AND DOXOLOGIES. 998 801 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 573.) ORD, dismiss us with Thy blessing, in peace; Still on heavenly manna feeding, Let our faith and love increase; Fill each breast with consolation; Up to Thee our hearts we raise:When we reach our blissful station, Then we'll give Thee nobler praise! R. Hawker. 900 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For the gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: Ever faithful To the truth may we be found. 8.7.8.7.4.( or 8.) 7.( 208.) Lo ORD, dismiss us with Thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: O refresh us! Travelling through this wilderness. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wing to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day. (?) J. Fawcett. 3 E 802 999 BENEDICTIONS AND DOXOLOGIES. 8.7.8.7.( 198.) TAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, With the Holy Spirit's favour, Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. 1000 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.( 162.) FATHER ever glorious, O everlasting Son, O Spirit all- victorious, Thrice Holy Three in One ,Great God of our salvation, Whom earth and heaven adore, Praise, glory, adoration, Be Thine for evermore. 1001 Tee J. Newton. 800 E. H. Bickersteth. 7.7.7.7.( 114.) PAR in peace! Christ's life was peace, us live our life in Him; Part in peace! Christ's death was peace, Let us die our death in Him: 2 Part in peace! Christ promise gave Of a life beyond the grave, Where all mortal partings cease; Brethren, sisters, part in peace. S. F. Adams. 1002 L. M.( 88.) DRAISE God from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. T. Ken. BENEDICTIONS AND DOXOLOGIES. 1003 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) PRAISE RAISE the God of all creation! Praise the Father's boundless love! Praise the Lamb, our Expiation, Priest and King enthroned above! Praise the Fountain of salvation ,Him by Whom our spirits live! Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give. J. Conder. 1004 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.( 570.) 803 WORS TORSHIP, honour, glory, blessing, Lord, we offer to Thy name; Young and old, Thy praise expressing, Join their Saviour to proclaim. As the saints in heaven adore Thee, We would bow before Thy throne, As Thine angels serve before Thee, So on earth Thy will be done! E. Osler. THE" TE DEUM LAUDAMUS." WE the Lord, God; we acknowledge Thee to be All the earth doth worship Thee: the Father everlasting. To thee all Angels cry aloud: the Heavens, and all the Powers therein. To Thee, Cherubin and Seraphin: continually do cry: " Holy, Holy, Holy: Lord God of Sabaoth: Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of Thy Glory." The glorious company of the Apostles: praise Thee. The goodly fellowship of the Prophets: praise Thee. The noble army of Martyrs: praise Thee. The holy Church throughout all the world, doth acknowledge Thee: The Father of an infinite Majesty: Thine honourable, true, and only Son; Also the Holy Ghost the Comforter. Thou art the King of Glory: O Christ. Thou art the Everlasting Son: of the Father. When Thou tookest upon Thee to deliver man, Thou didst not abhor the Virgin's womb. When Thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, Thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all believers. Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the Glory of the Father. We believe that Thou shalt come, to be our Judge. We therefore pray Thee, help Thy servants, whom Thou hast redeemed with Thy precious blood. Make them to be numbered with Thy Saints, in glory everlasting. O Lord, save Thy people and bless Thine heritage. Govern them, and lift them up for ever. Day by day, we magnify Thee: And we worship Thy Name, ever world without end. Vouchsafe, Lord: to keep us this day without sin. O Lord, have mercy upon us: have mercy upon us. O Lord, let Thy mercy lighten upon us, as our trust is in Thee. O Lord, in Thee have I trusted: let me never be confounded. Ambrose of Milan. INDEX OF AUTHORS. T [ b.- born; d. died; when two dates in brackets are found, the first is date of birth, and the second of death. Where neither is known, p. signifies date or approximate date of publication.] ADAMS, Sarah Flower( 1805-1848), 403, 1001 Addison, Joseph( 1672-1719), 45, 632, 635, 682 Alexander( nèe Humphreys), Cecil Frances( b. 1823), 301, 357, 511, 776, 906, 913 Alford, Henry, Dean( 1810-1871), 201, 463, 500, 849, 885 Allen, James( 1734-1804), 152, 181( W. W. Shirley in part) Ambrose of Milan( 340-397), 15 Anatolius( d. 458), 844 Anonymous( American), 133, 810, 902, 911 ( English), 2, 171, 272, 315, 437, 734, 789, 797, 808, 902, 938, 946, 947, 974, 976, 983, 984 ( German), 398, 489 ( Latin), 78, 114, 210, 212, 354, 791 Anstice, Joseph( 1808-1836), 120, 486 Aquinas, Thomas( 1227-1274), 752 Atkinson, John, 979 Auber, Harriet( 1773-1862), 226 Austin, John( d. 1669), 470 BAHNMAIER, Johann Friedrich( 1774-1841), 779 Bakewell, John( 1721-1819), 167 Barbauld( nee Aikin), Anna Lætitia( 1743-1825), 531, 854 Baring- Gould, Sabine( b. 1834), 446, 905 Barton, Bernard( 1784-1849), 240 Bathurst, William Hiley( 1796-1877), 234, 445, 568 Baxter, Mrs. L., 961 Baxter, Richard( 1615-1691), 479 Bernard of Clairvaux( 1091-1153), 70, 71, 147, 746 Bernard of Clugny( 12th century), 517, 518, 519 Berridge, John( 1716-1793), 692 Bickersteth, Edward Henry, Bishop( b. 1825), 487, 754, 787, 825, 865, 871, 1000 Binney, Thomas( 1798-1874), 17 Bliss, P. P.( 1838-1876), 918, 964, 969 Blunt, Abel Gerard Wilson( b. 1827), 823 Bode, John Ernest( 1816-1874), 365 Bonar, Horatius( b. 1808), 54, 91, 286, 304, 313, 351, 438, 471, 490, 493, 622, 741, 743, 933, 937, 948, 971 Bourignon, Antoinette de( 1666-1680), 346 Bowly, Mary( p. 1847), 4 806 INDEX OF AUTHORS. Bowring, Sir John( 1792-1872), 143 Brady, Nicholas( 1659-1726), see Tate and Brady Bridges, Matthew( b. 1800), 64 Bright, William, Canon( b. 1824), 586 Browne, Simon( 1680-1732), 209 Browne, T. B.( p. 1844), 702 Bruce, Michael( 1746-1767), 193, 757 Bryant, William Cullen( 1794-1879), 769, 806 Bubier, George Burden( 1823-1869), 399, 401 Burleigh, William Henry( 1812-1871), 461, 882 Burns, Jabez( 1805-1876), 972 Burns, James Drummond( 1823-1864), 410, 435, 861, 898 Burton, John( 1773-1822), 236, 909 Byrom, John( 1692-1763), 108 CAMERON, William( 1751-1811), 532 Campbell( née Malcolm), Margaret Cockburn, Lady, 705 Campbell, E., Miss, 968 Campbell, Robert( 1814-1868), 42 Carey, Henry( d. 1743),[? 982] Carlyle, Joseph Dacre( 1758-1804), 717 Caswall, Edward( 1814-1878), 865 Cawood, John( 1775-1852), 585 Cennick, John( 1718-1755), 90, 101, 496 Charles( née Rundle), Elizabeth( p. 1858), 145, 751 Churton, Edward( 1800-1874), 671 Claudius, Matthias( 1740-1815), 858 Clephane, Elizabeth Cecilia( 1830-1869), 394 avi Codner, Elizabeth( p. 1860), 944 Collyer, William Bengo( 1782-1854), 197 Colquhoun( née Fuller- Maitland), Frances Sara( 1809-1877), 427 Conder, Josiah( 1789-1855), 16, 28, 38, 40, 81, 118, 187, 243, 265, 454, 630, 633, 661, 683, 725, 735, 1003 Coster, George Thomas( b. 1835), 763, 826 Cotterill, Thomas( 1779-1823), 744 Cowper, William( 1731-1800), 30, 65, 153, 245, 377, 397, 420, 424, 599, 602, 685, 723, 927 Coxe, Arthur Cleveland, Bishop( b. 1818), 125, 773, 990 Crewdson( née Fox), Jane( 1809-1863), 132 Crosby, Frances Jane( b. 1823), 919, 930, 941, 951, 954, 955, 957, 958, 960, 977. Cummins, John James( d. 1867), 373 Cushing, W. O., 952 DARBY, J. N., 949 Davies, Samuel( 1724-1761), 52, 214 Deck, James George( p. 1838), 73, 749 Denny, Sir Edward( b. 1796), 127, 768 Dix, William Chatterton( b. 1837), 106, 250, 857 Doane, George Washington, Bishop( 1799-1859), 100 Dober, Anna, 322 Dobree, Henrietta Octavia( b. 1831), 542 Doddridge, Philip( 1702-1751), 39, 50, 51, 68, 110, 177, 261, 495, 539, 563, 572, 576, 577, 604, 730, 750, 796, 817, 851, 868, 872, 877, 950 Downton, Henry( 1818-1884), 571, 676, 770, 867, 869 Duffield, George( b. 1818), 368 INDEX OF AUTHORS. Dyer, S.( b. 1814), 966 Dwight, Timothy( 1752-1817), 564 EDMESTON, James( 1791-1867), 460, 782, 842 Ellerton, John( b. 1826), 155, 514, 527, 609, 615, 616, 617, 710, 788, 792, 799, 800, 805, 807, 892, 986, 987, 991, 995 Elliott, Charlotte( 1789-1871), 189, 281, 385, 402, 481, 484 Elliott, Ebenezer( 1781-1849), 981 Elven, Cornelius( 1797-1873), 303 Evans, Jonathan( 1748-1809), 141 FABER, Frederic William( 1814-1863), 12, 23, 255, 263, 367, 477, 502, 540, 614 Farningham, Marianne, 978 Fawcett, John( 1739-1817), 237, 508, 552[? 998] Flowerdew, Alice( 1759-1830), 852 Francis, Benjamin( 1734-1799), 804 GARRETT, Charles( b. 1825), 980 Gaskell, William( 1805-1884), 370 Gellert, Christian Fürchtegott( 1715-1769), 172 Gerhardt, Paul( 1606-1676), 147, 219, 359, 472, 473 Gibbons, Thomas( 1720-1785), 58, 764 Gilbert( née Taylor), Ann( 1782-1866), 896, 904 Gill, Thomas Hornblower( b. 1819), 123, 131, 225, 566, 847, 862, 994 Gilmore, J. H., 928 Godwin, Elizabeth Aytoun( p. 1865), 284 Graham, John, 96 Grant, Sir Robert( 1785-1838), 292, 432, 680 Gregory I., The Great( 540-604), 207 Grigg, Joseph( d. 1768), 248, 443 Gurney, John Hampden( 1802-1862), 119, 126, 853, 988 HAMMOND, William( 1719-1783), 61, 716 Hankey, Miss, 962 Harris, John( 1802-1856), 801 Hart, Joseph( 1712-1768), 80, 208, 251 807 Hartsough, L., 932 Haslock, Mary, 973 Hastings, Thomas( 1784-1872), 956, 967 Have al, Frances Ridley( 1836-1879), 79, 142, 203, 231, 268, 353, 362, 369, 371, 441, 537, 780, 860, 870, 874, 931 Haweis, Thomas( 1734-1820), 174, 213, 466 Hawker, Robert( 1753-1827), 997 Hawks, A. S., 935 Heber, Reginald, Bishop( 1783-1826), 5, 107, 202, 230, 282, 443, 547, 600, 736, 742, 762, 837, 891 H., E. H., 942 Hemans, Felicia Dorothea( 1794-1835), 538, 878 Herbert, George( 1593-1632), 886 Hickson, W. E., 985 Hill, Rowland( 1744-1833), 521 H. L. L., 449 Holmes, Oliver Wendell( b. 1809), 21, 425 Hood, Edwin Paxton( 1820-1885), 894, 899, 910 How, William Walsham( b. 1823), 128, 244, 256, 462, 523, 775, 812, 821, 848, 856, 859, 890, 901, 992 808 Howitt( née Botham), Mary( b. 1804), 822 Hull, A. M., Miss, 965 INDEX OF AUTHORS. INGEMANN, Bernhard Severin( 1789-1862), 512 Irons, Genevieve Sarah( p. 1883), 271 Irons, William Joseph( 1812-1884), 452 JOHN of Damascus, 173 Johns, John( 1801-1854), 760 KEBLE, John( 1792-1866), 41, 232, 753, 785, 832, 843 Kelly, Thomas( 1769-1855), 157, 182, 184, 191, 238, 501, 778 Keen, R., 456 Ken, Thomas, Bishop( 1637-1711), 828, 835, 1002 Kethe, William( p. 1560), 674 LANGE, J.( 1650-1727), 364 Leeson, Jane Elizabeth( p. 1842), 908 Longfellow, Samuel( b. 1819), 159, 222 Luke( née Thompson), Jemima( b. 1813), 900 Lynch, Thomas Toke( 1818-1871), 36, 104, 124, 215, 347, 729, 839 Lyte, Henry Francis( 1793-1847), 298, 478, 505, 506, 565, 625, 627, 629, 641, 647, 655, 656, 664, 679, 697, 706, 834 MACDONALD, George( b. 1824), 831 Macduff, John Robert( b. 1818), 195 Mackay( née Mackay), Margaret( p. 1832), 786 Maclagan, William Dalrymple, Bishop( b. 1826), 544 Madan, Martin( 1726-1790), and last ver. A. M. Toplady, 61 Malan, Cæsar H. A.( 1787-1864), 533 Mant, Richard, Bishop( 1776-1848), 24, 294, 408[? 703] Marriott, John( 1780-1825), 781 Martin, S. W., 963 Mason, John( d. 1694), 27, 589 Mason, William( 1725-1797), 584 Matson, William Tidd( b. 1833), 314 Maude( née Hooper), Mary Fawler( p. 1848), 468 McCheyne, Robert Murray( 1813-1843), 343 Medley, Samuel( 1738-1799), 75, 113, 129, 257, 274 Meinhold, John William( 1797-1851), 525 Merrick, James( 1720-1769), 712 Midlane, Albert( b. 1825), 139, 915, 957 Mills, Elizabeth( 1805-1829), 916 Milman, Henry Hart, Dean( 1791-1868), 138, 150, 378 Milton, John( 1608-1674), 665, 696 Monod, Theodore, 953 Monsell, John Samuel Bewley( 1811-1875), 163, 382, 400, 574, 608, 728, 783, 850, 855, 888 Montgomery, James( 1771-1854), 7, 105, 140, 160, 224, 392, 499, 524, 541, 575, 593, 605, 610, 612, 619, 653, 659, 660, 667, 715, 718, 733, 738, 766, 771, 777, 794, 803, 809, 815, 887 Moore, Thomas( 1779-1852), 43, 592 More, Henry( p. 1668), 578, 579 Morris( née Gough), Eliza Fanny( b. 1821), 597 Morrison, John( 1749-1798), 116, 372 Mudie, Charles Edward( b. 1818), 355 NEALE, John Mason( 1818-1866), 793, 846 Neander, Joachim( 1640-1680), 33 INDEX OF AUTHORS. Newman, John Henry, Cardinal( b. 1801), 55, 459 Newton, John( 1725-1807), 86, 98, 270, 414, 469, 488, 562, 569, 570, 709, 711, 798, 841, 999 Nicholson, J., 945 Noel, Caroline M., 60 OLIVERS, Thomas( 1725-1799), 25 Osler, Edward( 1798-1863), 993, 1004 Oswald, Heinrich Siegmund( 1751-1834), 485 PAGE, E., 959 P., F. B.( 16th century), 534," Lyra Davidica," 1708 Palgrave, Francis Turner( b. 1824), 103, 830, 840 Palmer, Ray( 1808-1887), 69, 283 Payne, 975 Perronet, Edward( 1726-1792), 59( last two verses var. by J. Rippon) Pierpoint, Folliott Sandford( b. 1835), 66 Pierpont, John( 1785-1866), 607 Plumptre, Edward Hayes, Dean( b. 1821), 97, 813 Pope, Alexander( 1688-1744), 549 Potter, Thomas Joseph( 1827-1873), 890 Procter, Adelaide Anne( 1825-1864), 37, 457 Prynne, George Rundle( b. 1818), 278 Punshon, William Morley( 1824-1881), 613, 620 QUARLES, Francis( 1592-1644), 478 RAFFLES, Thomas( 1788-1863), 784, 883 Rawson, George( b. 1807), 211, 480, 623, 673, 704, 836 Reed, Andrew( 1787-1862), 221, 228 Rhodes, Benjamin, 185, 186 Ringwaldt, Bartholomäus( 1530-1599), 197 Robert II. of France( 997-1031), 206, 220 Robertson, William( p. 1880), 727 Robinson, George( p. 1842), 560 Robinson, Richard Hayes( b. 1842), 838 Robinson, Robert( 1735-1790), 74, 451 Rooker, Alfred( 1814-1875), 724 Root, G. F., 970 Rothe, Johann Andreas( 1688-1758), 316 Ryland, John( 1753-1825), 9, 418 SAXBY( née Browne), Jane Euphemia( b. 1811), 467 Scheffler, Johann( 1624-1677), 77, 407, Schenck, Heinrich Theobald( d. 1727), 551 Scotch Version, 637 Seagrave, Robert( b. 1693), 509 Sears, Edmund Hamilton( 1810-1876), 112 Shepherd, Anne( 1809-1857), 889 Shipton, Anna( p. 1862), 920 Shrubsole, William, jun.( 1759-1829), 759 Simpson( née Bell), Jane Cross( b. 1811), 879 809 Smith, Charles( b. 1844), 375 Smith, J. Denham( b. 1816), 939 Smith, S.( 1808), 967 Smith, Walter Chalmers, 507 Spitta, Carl Johann Philipp( 1801-1859), 13, 317 Spurgeon, Charles Haddon( b. 1834), 721 810 INDEX OF AUTHORS. Stammers, Joseph( b. 1821), 421 Stanley, Arthur Penrhyn, Dean( 1815-1881), 115, 122, 170, 756 Steele, Anne( 1716-1778), 235, 291, 482, 522, 644 Stennett, Joseph( 1663-1713), 587 Stennett, Samuel( 1721-1795), 601, 726 Stephen the Sabaite( 725-794), 247 Sternhold, Thomas( d. 1549), 628 Stockton, J. H., 921 Stockton, Mrs.( 1821-1885), 926 Stone, Samuel John( b. 1839), 85, 297, 561, 761, 917. Stowe, Harriet Beecher( b. 1814), 833, 943, altered by P. P. Bliss Stowell, Hugh( 1799-1865), 713, 903 TAPPAN, William Bingham( 1794-1849), 156 Tate, Nahum( 1652-1715), and Brady, Nicholas( 1659-1726), 117, 642, 645, 681 Taylor, Thomas Rawson( 1807-1835), 914 Tersteegen, Gerhard( 1697-1769), 341, 603 Thomas, David( b. 1813), 11, 20, 44, 293 Thomas of Celano( 13th century), 196 Thring, Godfrey( b. 1823), 198, 218, 423, 510, 598, 814, 818, 845, 881, 895 Thrupp, Dorothy A.( 1779-1847), 907[? Lyte, H. F.] Toke( née Leslie), Emma( 1812-1878), 176 Toplady, Augustus Montague( 1740-1778), 151, 219, 491, 515 Turner, D.( 1710-1798), 802 Tuttiett, Laurence( b. 1825), 95, 200, 439, 465, 866 Twells, Henry( b. 1823), 588 VAN ALSTYNE, Mrs.- See Crosby, F. J. WALFORD, 720 Wallace, John Aikman( 1802-1870), 393 Walker, M. J., 940 Wardlaw, Ralph( 1799-1853), 35, 84 Ware, Henry, jun.( 1794-1843), 811, 880 Waring, Anna Lætitia( b. 1820), 476, 483 Watts, Isaac( 1674-1748), 14, 18, 26, 29, 34, 46, 47, 56, 62, 63, 67, 82, 93, 121, 134, 135, 146, 149, 158, 169, 188, 233, 239, 241, 242, 275, 308, 411, 412, 416, 417, 433, 436, 498, 513, 526, 532, 545, 546, 618, 621, 631, 634, 636, 640, 643, 649, 650, 651, 652, 657, 658, 662, 663, 666, 668, 670, 672, 675, 677, 678, 686, 687, 688, 693, 695, 698, 699, 700, 701, 767, 790, 922, 996 Weissell, George( 1590-1635), 253 Wells, M. M., 929 Wesley, Charles( 1708-1788), 1, 3, 8, 19, 22, 32, 57, 92, 94, 102, 109, III, 130, 136, 144, 159, 161, 164, 165, 166, 171, 178, 180, 183, 190, 194, 199, 204, 205, 229, 246, 259, 266, 267, 276, 288, 290, 295, 309, 312, 319, 320, 321, 324, 325, 328, 329, 333, 335, 337, 339, 342, 344, 345, 349, 350, 352, 356, 358, 361, 363, 366, 380, 381, 383, 386, 387, 388, 389, 404, 405, 409, 415, 422, 429, 430, 431, 434, 440, 442, 444, 450, 494, 497, 503, 504, 516, 520, 528, 548, 550, 555, 556, 558, 559, 580, 581, 582, 591, 595, 596, 624, 626, 654, 684, 708, 714, 719, 722, 731, 732, 747, 758, 774, 816, 827, 863, 864, 873, 875, 876, 893 Wesley, Charles or John, 10, 31, 48, 49, 53, 76, 83, 148, 154, 162, 179, 192, 217, 223, 227, 249, 252, 254, 258, 260, 262, 264, 269, 273, 277, 811 279, 280, 285, 287, 289, 296, 299, 300, 302, 305, 306, 307, 310, 311, 318, 323, 326, 327, 330, 331, 332, 334, 336, 338, 340, 348, 360, 374, 376, 379, 384, 390, 391, 395, 396, 406, 413, 419, 428, 447, 455, 458, 464, 475, 529, 535, 536, 553, 554, 557, 567, 573, 583, 590, 594, 611, 638, 639, 646, 648, 689, 690, 691, 694, 707, 737, 739, 740, 745, 748, 755, 829, 923, 924, 925 Wesley, Samuel, jun.( 1690-1739), 175, 543 Wesley, Samuel, sen.( 1662-1735), 137 Whately, Richard, Archbishop( 1787-1863), 837 INDEX OF TRANSLATORS. White, Henry Kirke( 1785-1806), 427, 884 Whitfield, Frederick, 99, 936 Whittier, John Greenleaf( b. 1808), 87, 88, 89, 474, 795, 820, 824 Williams, Helen Maria( 1762-1827), 492 Williams, William( 1717-1791), 453, 772 Willis, E. H., 934 Wither, George( 1588-1667), 669 Woodd, Basil( 1760-1831), 765 Wordsworth, Christopher, Bishop( 1807-1885), 6, 168, 216, 530, 606, 819, 897 Wreford, John Reynall( p. 1837), 159, 989 ZINZENDORF, Nicolaus Ludwig, Count von( 1700-1760), 72, 426 INDEX OF TRANSLATORS. Alexander, James William( 1804-1859), 147 Anonymous, 197 Baring- Gould, Sabine, 512 Bethune, George Washington( d. 1862), 533 Burns, James Drummond( 1823-1864), 33 Campbell, Jane Montgomery( p. 1861), 858 Caswall, Edward( 1814-1878), 70, 71, 210 Chandler, John( 1806-1876), 791 Cosin, John, Bishop( 1594-1672), 207 Cox, Frances Elizabeth, 172, 485, 551 Dryden, John( 1631-1700), 212 Ellerton, John, 114 Gell, P., 15 H. L. L., 317 Jacobi, J. C.( p. 1722), 219 Massie, Richard( b. 1800), 13 Neale, John Mason( 1818-1866), 78, 173, 247, 517, 518, 519, 844 Palmer, Ray( 1808-1887), 206, 354, 746, 752 Wesley, John( 1703-1791), 72, 77, 316, 322, 341, 346, 359, 364, 398, 407, 426, 472, 473, 489, 60g Williams, Peter( 1717-1791), 453 Winkworth, Catherine( 1827-1878), 220, 253, 525, 779 INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. GENESIS. i. 2 3 28 ii. 3 XV. 1 xvii. 7 xxviii. 10-22 xiii. 21 ● ● EXODUS. . 16, 17 603 39 xxxi. 13 xxxii. 20-31. 395, 396 26 582 xiv. 15 xv. 1, 2. 26 XX. 24 XXV. 22 xxxii, 15-23. 26 xxxiv. 6, 7 xl. 33, 34 vi. 13 viii. 35 xvi. 21, 22 XXV. 9 21 17 xxiii, 10 LEVITICUS. vi. 24, 26 xxi. 8 i. 9 xxiv. 15 NUMBERS. HYMN 212 781 785 584 25 876 403 . 450, 453, 459, 512 500 624 599 798, 810 JOSHUA. . .. 。 713 404, 405 371 DEUTERONOMY. ii. 7 iv. 7 vi. 6, 7 xx. 3, 4. xxxi. 6 xxxiii. 26-29. 27 . 1 SAMUEL. i. 28 iii. 9 vii. 12 X. 24 309, 616 965 336 531 296 804 366 383 933 758 593 984, 985 989 246 B 427 446 464 958 367 877 728 898 451 982 141 2 SAMUEL. vii, 26 29 xxiii. 4 1 KINGS. viii. 30 ix. 3 xviii. 21 xix. 12 2 KINGS. vi. 15, 16 xxii. 5 xxiii. 30 xxix. 5 1 CHRONICLES. 14 16 v. 2, 11 viii. 21 2 CHRONICLES. vi. 18 30 vii. 1 XX. 6 ix. 5 . EZRA. vii. 2 vii. 6 xi. 7 xiii. 15 xix. 25 xxiii, 10 xxxvii. 21 ● NEHEMIAH. ESTHER. viii. ix. • JOB. x. 17 HYMN 892 836 613, 617 xi. xvi. 9 11 xvii. 1 . PSALMS. 597 803 948 474 368 794, 796 622 909 615 361 821 795 800 576, 884 801 881 ii. 8 764 iv. 8 835, 837, 844 V. 3 721 7 612 711 872 44 959 323 449 859 873 625 626 715 627 790 514 717 xviii. xix. PSALMS. XX. xxiii. 1-6 xxiv. XXV. xxvi. 3 xxxiv. xxvii. xxix. 11 XXXI. xlvi. xlvii. 8 5. 9. 4. 55. E. xlviii. li. 11 15 19 xxxvi. xxxvii. 5 xxxix. xlii. 4 xliii. 4 1-3 xliv. 1 xlv. Ixiii. lxv. lxvii. 12 TE...... N. HA lv. 6 23 lvii. 8 lix. 16 lxii. 8 HYMN 628, 629 407 630-632 41 633 634-637 45 860 638, 639 929 129 870 601, 619 640 467 609 641 952 788 492 58 642 50 455 643 465, 840 472, 473 644 951 645 887 417, 742 993 646 67 647 648 490 649 650, 651 293 ✓ 376, 945 334 498 • 940 828 830, 831 392 652, 653 654, 655 825, 826 852 851 656 761 PSALMS. 1xviii. 18 1xix. 15 1xxi. 16 Ixxii. Ixxiii. 24 25 Ixxvii. 19 lxxviii. 53 1xxx. 1 lxxxiv. 4 18, 19 1xxxv. 1xxxvi. 1 12 lxxxvii. 2 3 xci. 7 lxxxix. 1 XC. хсіі. 7 10 11 xciii. 1 4 xcix. C. xciv. 16 g.......... 2 12 XCV.. xcvi. ciii. 2 9 civ. 10 xcvii. 2 xcviii. 5 cvi. cvii. 9 ci. 1 cxiii. 10 cii. 16 4 3 . 27 1-5 27 34 • 41 B INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. cxvi. 7-9 HYMN 165, 166, 174, 185 424 349 657-659 981 2 861 341, 356 660 30, 480 ● ... 457 461 661-664 802 598 497 621 . • ● ........ 33 680 26 853 30, 31 43, 846, 847 491 681 682 877 683 684 668 586 669 368 670 671 780 36 672 623 673 674, 675 38 608 21 665 992 935 866 565 562 416 46 666 566 12 493 867 667 277 exxxix. 842 676 799 20, 871 . 677-679 PSALMS. cxvi. 12, 13 cxvii. cxviii. 15 ● 24 cxix. 18 49 54 94 97 105 130 cxxi. cxxii. cxxiii. 1 CXXV. 5 cxxvi. 5, 6 cxxviii. 6 CXXX. cxxxi. cxxxii. HYMN 685 686 885 173, 175, 591, 618, 620 242 cxxxiii. cxxxiv. 1 cxxxvi. cxxxvii. cxlvi. cxlvii. 8,9 cxlviii. 18 23 cxliii. 8 cxliv. 4 ● cxlv. cxlix. cl. 1 5,6 A 10 15 18 14 20 12, 13 13 vi. 23 viii. 15 • 17 22-31 32 xiv. 26 xvi. 3 xviii, 10 xxiii. 26 ● 9 . . • ● • PROVERBS. • 594 239 235 468 238 240 237, 245 687 688 399 689 987 571, 690 880 83 695, 696 691 288 692 488 693 806 358 694 564 698 426, 905 833 854 697 722 410 865 699 29 858 954 700 701 857 994 702-704 910 508 705 706 811 .... 961 24 98, 133, 938 354 244 983 912 65 908 394 452 PROVERBS. xxiii. 29-32. xxvii. 1 ECCLESIASTES. xi. 6 7 xii. 1 ISAIAH. ii. 1-5 2 vi. 1-3 SONG OF SOLOMON. i. 2 7 ii. 3, 4 16 3 ix. 2 3 6 xii. 1 2 xviii. 3 xxvi. 3 13 19 xxvii. 5 XXX. 21 xxxii. 17, 18 xxxiii. 17 XXXV. 10 xl. 6-8 9 11 12 31 xli. 10 13 xliii. 1, 2 xlv. 19 99 22 xlviii. 17 1. 10 li. 9-11 11 lif. 7 POSSONORRLTOLAMSK 9, 10 10 15 liii. 5 6 liv. 2 10 13 lv. 1-3 4 7 9 lix. 1 19 1x. 1-4. 13 813 18 HYMN 976 . 545 . 777 848 895 70 409 744 355, 415 757 605 6-10, 18, 24 3 116 850 71 950 931 440 487 363 163 435 390 178 546 537 543 35 525, 903 827 436 456, 874 928 428, 437, 456 716 965 460 515 434 496 767 76 772 773 161 937 808 287 897 252 439, 890 956 263 298 387 759 793 782 814 ISAIAH. 1x. 20 lxi. 1 10 Ixiii. 9 10 Ixiv. 1 Ixv. 14 ¹1. 7 iii. 4 v. 24 x. 7 24 xxiii. 24 xxix. 7 xxxi. 1 3 1. 5 JEREMIAH. ១. i. 12 24 58 LAMENTATIONS. iii. 22, 23. xvi. 62, 63 xviii. 31 xxxiv. 16. 26 xii. 3 EZEKIEL. vi. 1 . 1-3 335 260 812 944 xxxvi. 25-30. 319, 320 DANIEL. x. 12 xi. 4 8 xiii. 14 xiv. 1-3 5 • HOSEA. iii. 9 JOEL. ii. 17 25, 26. 28 ii. 10 vi. 6-8 136 32, 831, 832 418, 478, 483 31 vii. 18 INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. . 28, 29. JONAH. MICAH. iii. 2 HYMN 724 110, 301 72 132 380 289, 332 419 . . 362 896 855 23 988 16 990 883 54 864 HABAKKUK. 17, 18: 551 291 372, 375 869 95 925 789 381, 382 839 373 986 218 579 991 509 302 52 957 420 HAGGAI. 1. 8 ii. 4 ZECHARIAH. ¹1. 5 xii, 10 xiii, 1 xiv. 7 i. 11 iii. 3 6 7 iv. 2 . 1. 21 ii. 9 10 iii. 9 11 12 MALACHI. 16 iv. 19 23 V. 1-12 4 vi. 6 8 9-13 MATTHEW. 10 13 20 26-28 28 30 vii. 14. viii. 17 25 26 ix. 13. 36-38 37 X. 8 22 xi. 5 28 28-30 29 xii. 20. xiv. 25 T 27 35, 36 . XV. 25 xviii. 2 xix. 13-15 XX. 7xxi. 9. xxiii. 8 XXV. 1-10 21 . HYMN 805 370, 980 539 290, 580 • . ● . • 86 107 106 311 214 849 729 357 815 339, 408, 411 592, 882 879 476 718 760 386 • . 153 838 607 431 266 250, 932 337 278, 921 285 124 423 813 378 893 20 602, 714, 719, 725, 726 862 377 829 . 507 486 824 822 462 425 463 469 251 573 779 819 421 . 727 . 574 150 87, 88, 89 205 863 MATTHEW. HYMN xxv. 34-36. 814, 816, 817 823 140, 159 385 138 40 xxvi. 36 41 xxvii. 27-31 29 33-55 46 xxviii. 6 9 18 19 MARK. 27 iv. 20 vi. 31 56 vii. 37 ix. 1-8 23 24 x. 13 14 1. 32 ii. 15-17. 28 47 49 xiii. 33 xiv. 7 XV. 34 23, 24. 32-42 i. 78, 79 ii. 8 . ● LUKE. 32 40 51 vii. 47 x. 21 . 15 25 31, 32. xi. 2 3 4 6 16-24 22 23 . XV. xvii. 5. xviii. 1 13 37 36, 37. . 147 137 139 1 . 177 1, 2. 1-10. 1 ● 588 280 604 585 397 328 75 122 321 273 900 730, 894 505 282, 968 970 204 820 751 156 155 1 . · 8-14 104, 108, 111, 112, 113, 117 . . . . 173 192 731 . 902 818 475, 482 28 . 454 763 xiii. 29 xiv. 16, 17. 261, 265. 750 249 94 917 114 179 765 115 891, 899 906 152 971 769, 920, 977 262 259 445 384 274, 303 939 LUKE. xviii. 39. xix. 40. xx. 38. xxii. 14. 19 42. 43 61 xxiii. 33 34 42 46 54. 56 xxiv, 29. 32 34 i. 1. 4. 14. 16. 29. 36 ii. 1, 2 iii. 16. JOHN. iv. 24. 35 v. 23. vii. 37-39 viii. 12. 36. ix. 4. 25. x. 3. ' xi. 52. xii. 13. 26. 32. xiii. 1 46. . 8,9 15. 784 48, 272, 926, 963 19, 797 770 82 39. 234, 911 vi. 37. 255, 258, 270, 281, 942 xiv. 2. 3. 6. 16. 16, 17 17. 18. 21. 26. XV. 5. • 48. 51 53, 54 746 735 63. 734, 752 225, 922 68. 209, 300, 353, 888 254, 267 444, 614 INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. HYMN 955 914 128 97, 329, 400 . 527 756 733 477, 481 878 276 160, 748 162, 924 466 538 841 587, 613 834, 843 406 171 . 73, 904 313 283 92 340 351, 973 314 907 981 600 347, 365 271 964 78 740 119, 125. 513 198, 524 90, 97, 100, 374 206, 217, 222 . 324 . 215 231 294, 743 210, 739 441, 596 xv. 9. JOHN. 26, 27 xvi. 7. 22. 33. xvii. 10. 1. 21. xix. 30. XX. 22. 29 xxi. 15. 4. 9. ii. 1-4 ACTS. 4. 17. 38. 39 41-47 iii. 1. iv. 12. 31-33 V. 31. vii. 55, 56 xi. 15. xiv. 17. 22. 26 xvi. 9. XX. 7. xxvi. 22. 28. ROMANS. i. 12. iv. 20. V. 8. 10, 11 vi. 6. 22 vii, 24, 25 viii. 9. 12. 14. 16. 17. 18. 26. 34. ix. 5. xi. 6. xiii. 11 33. 36. xii, 1, 2 12. 12. xiv. 8. 17. XV. 5. 13. HYMN 359, 484 223 220, 226 412 247 523 583, 749 141 207 126 927 213 170 227, 232 . 224 771 732 578 555, 556 402, 720 144 . 219 379 528 595 856 438 778 762, 776 589 868 918 708 310 913 322 326 345 295 228 343 209 312 422 494, 506 211, 581 49 11 286 77 14 364 723 966 502 348 178 558 414 1 CORINTHIANS. ii. 9 10 iii. 6. v. 7. vi. 10 19, 20 ix. 24 x. 3, 4 4 16 xi. 24, 25 26 xii. 3 12 xiii. 13 xv. 3, 4 10 20 47 49 54, 55 55-57 38 xvi. 13. .............. iv. 17. 18. v. 1-4. 14. 17 21. viii. 9 ix. 8. xiii. 14. ii. 9. 20. v. 24. vi. 2 14 i. 7 13, 14 17, 18 22. ii. 3-7 5 7 8 2 CORINTHIANS. 13 21 22 18, 19 iii, 15 • Iv. 4-6 10 11 13 30 6 V. 2 16 • . GALATIANS. 815 . EPHESIANS. HYMN 915 243 979 154 975 360, 369 495 . 741, 745 736, 737 747, 754 611 707 216, 230 169 304 164, 168 55 123 533 548, 549 978 368 738 151 485 511 550 342, 350 317 131, 135 142 57 . . 567-569 325, 953 145 552 143, 157 999 297, 305 318, 398 208 . 413 275 286 47 51 941, 947 563 792 520, 557 53, 130, 331 560, 561 176 577 553 233 755 875 783 816 EPHESIANS. vi. 7 11 13 17 i. 21 23 ii. 5 9 10 iv. 4 PHILIPPIANS. iii. 7 10 14 20, 21 4,5 7 19 ● 11 14 ....... i. 14 20 27 ii. 2, 3 iii. 1-4. 17 23 16 17 v. 18 i. 11 ii. 2 iii. 16 vi. 12 ● COLOSSIANS. . . INDEX OF SCRIPTURE TEXTS. ● 15, 16 HYMN 886 391 388, 430 775 i. 7 12 ii. 9, 10 iii. 15 iv. 7. 121, 327 96, 99 60, 81, 103 158 140 510 503, 504 190 253 471 712 1 THESSALONIANS. iv. 13. 14. 153 960 336 93 344, 554 85, 91, 102, 299 559 • 1 TIMOTHY. 84, 479 540 2 THESSALONIANS. i. 10 iii. 1 2 TIMOTHY. 710 352 547 786 202 499 37 203 774 962 982 109 433 59 333 443, 934 447 236 442 ii. 11. iii. 4. 4-6. i. 3 6 14 ii. 9. 17 18. HEBREWS. TITUS. 7 iii. 4 iv. 3. ii. 14 15 16 V. 6 vi. 19 viii. 10 ix. 14 24 28 x. 4 22 xi. 1 14 16. xii. 2 22 xiii. 8 14 15 17 i. 8 6 . . v. 16. 7 20 21 iv. 1-6 JAMES. 1 PETER. ● . V. 3. i. 19 21. iii. 14. . 330 967 193 134, 279, 432 709 HYMN 56 149 315 2 PETER. . 167 105 42 191 120 292 34 > 101 316 389 148 930 307 501 458, 518 284, 949 180 86 • 180 195 146 517 66 572, 575 69, 79, 946 791 936 489 118, 127, 429 972 570 393 241 229, 590 194 1 JOHN. i. 5 9 ii..1. 6 iii. 1 2 24 iv. 9, 10 10 19 v. 10-12 JUDE. 14 22. 23 وندند i. 8. 10 17 18 REVELATION. ii. 10 iii. 20. iv. 8 11 V. 8-10 11 11-14 12 13 vi. 17. vii. 9-17 (... 13-17 14 xii. 11. xiv. 13 XV. 3 xvii. 14 xix. 5. 5,6 6 12 xx. 11 xxi. 4 10 10-27 18 23, 24 xxii. 5 16 17 20. HYMN 17 338 189, 306 346 308 916 221 4, 13 901 401, 470 264 ● 199, 201 974 12 606 753 172, 187 548 248, 256, 919, 923, 943 5 ● 74 62 27 63, 182 181 . . . 1, 22 196 535, 536, 541 521, 530, 532 889 448, 526 529, 544, 787 61 183 610 15, 40 766 64, 184 . . . 197 542 534 516 519 188 522, 845 768 257, 268, 969 200 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. A CHARGE to keep I have A children's temple here we build A few more years shall roll A little child the Saviour came A Temperance band we meet A thousand oracles divine A thousand years have come and gone Abide with me! fast falls the even- tide According to Thy gracious Word Aga returns the day of holy rest Ah, when shall I awake Ah! whither should I go Alas! and did my Saviour bleed All glory to God in the sky All hail the power of Jesus' name All is bright and cheerful round us All nature's works His praise declare All people that on earth do dwell All praise to our redeeming Lord All praise to Thee, my God, this night All that I was, my sin, my guilt All things are Thine: no gift have we All ye that pass by Almighty Father, hear our cry Almighty God! Thy word is cast Almighty Maker of my frame " Almost persuaded!" now to believe Am I a soldier of the Cross And are we yet alive And can it be that I should gain And let this feeble body fail And now the wants are told, that brought And will the great eternal God Angels, from the realms of glory Another six days' work is done Another year is dawning Approach, my soul, the mercy- seat Arise, my soul, arise .. Arise, O King of grace, arise Arm of the Lord, awake, awake Around the throne of God in heaven Art thou weary, art thou languid As helpless as a child who clings Asleep in Jesus, blessèd sleep As pants the hart for cooling streams As with gladness men of old.. At even, ere the sun was set.. At the Name of Jesus + At Thy feet, our God and Father Author of faith, eternal Word Awake, and sing the song 64 :: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ::::::::::: 3 F HYMN 383 809 493 727 972 1 104 834 733 584 384 269 135 178 59 846 811 674 707 835 304 795 136 825 585 644 918 433 708 305 494 586 796 105 587 860 270 306 693 434 889 247 435 786 645 106 588 60 861 307 61 818 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Awake, glad soul! awake, awake Awake, my soul, and with the sun Awake, my soul, in joyful lays Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve Awake, our souls, away, our fears Away with our sorrow and fear BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne.... Begin, my soul, some heavenly theme Begone unbelief, my Saviour is near Behold! a Stranger's at the door Behold, how good a thing Behold Me standing at the door Behold! the eternal King and Priest Behold the glories of the Lamb Behold! the Mountain of the Lord Behold the Saviour of mankind Behold the servant of the Lord Behold the throne of grace Behold us, Lord, a little space Behold, what wondrous grace Beneath the Cross of Jesus .. Beyond, beyond that boundless sea Blest are the humble souls that see Blest be the tie that binds Blest be Thy love, dear Lord Blest day of God, most calm, most bright Blow ye the trumpet, blow Bound upon the accursèd tree Bread of heaven, on Thee I feed Bread of the world, in mercy broken Break, new- born year, on glad eyes break Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest Brethren in Christ, and well- beloved Brief life is here our portion.. Bright as the sun's meridian blaze Brightest and best of the sons of the morning Brightly gleams our banner By cool Siloam's shady rill By faith we find the place above CALL Jehovah thy salvation " Call them in"-the poor, the wretched Calm me, my God, and keep me calm Captain of Israel's host, and Guide Captain of our salvation, take Chief Shepherd of Thy chosen sheep Children of the Heavenly King Christ, from Whom all blessings flow Christ is coming, let creation Christ is our corner- stone Christ, of all my hopes the ground " Christ, the Lord, is risen to- day' Christ, Whose glory fills the skies :::::: Clap your hands, ye people all Clothed in the golden robes of grace Come, all who truly bear Come, all whoe'er have set Christian! seek not yet repose Christian, work for Jesus Christians, awake, salute the happy morn .. ::: .. Come, every soul by sin opprest Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Honour Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One Come, Holy Ghost, all- quickening fire Come, Holy Ghost, in love :::::: ::::::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ HYMN :::::::::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .. .. .. .. 163 828 129 495 436 516 675 46 469 248 694 919 734 62 757 137 345 709 710 308 394 16 411 552 470 589 758 138 735 736 862 421 567 517 759 107 890 891 194 667 920 471 450 876 570 496 553 195 791 84 164 829 385 973 108 648 797 737 497 921 731 309 318 206 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire Come, Holy Spirit, come Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, My Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, With Come in, thou blessèd of the Lord Come, Kingdom of our God Come, let us anew Come, let us arise Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, let us join our friends above Come, let us to the Lord our God Come, let us use the grace divine Come, let us who in Christ believe Come, let us with our Lord arise Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Come, O Creator Spirit blest Come, O my guilty brethren, come .. Come, O Thou Traveller unknown Come on, my partners in distress Come, Saviour, Jesus, from above Come, sinners, to the gospel feast Come, sound His praise abroad Come, Thou Almighty King Come, Thou Everlasting Spirit Come, Thou Fount of every blessing Come, Thou long- expected Jesus Come to our poor nature's night " Come unto Me, ye weary' Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Come, ye thankful people, come Come, ye that love the Lord Comfort, ye ministers of grace Command Thy blessing from above Commit thou all thy griefs Courage, my soul, while God is near Creator Spirit, by Whose aid.. Crown Him with many crowns DAY by day, and year by year Day by day the manna fell Day by day we magnify Thee Day of wrath! O day of mourning Days and moments quickly flying Dear Lord and Father of mankind Depth of mercy! can there be Dismiss me not Thy service, Lord Does the Lord of glory speak Drawn to the Cross which Thou hast blessed EARTH below is teeming " Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani Entered the holy place above Enthroned on high, Almighty Lord Ere God had built the mountains Eternal Beam of light divine Eternal God, we look to Thee Eternal Light! Eternal Light Eternal Power, Whose high abode Eternal Spirit, Source of light Eternal Source of every joy Eternal Wisdom! Thee we praise Exalted high at God's right hand FAR down the ages now Far from my heavenly home.. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 819 HYMN 590 207 208 209 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::::::: .. 922 738 760 863 816 63 520 372 864 923 591 711 210 924 395 422 346 249 670 2 739 451 179 211 250 592 251 849 412 690 593 472 437 212 64 571 28 892 196 865 474 925 347 234 271 850 139 180 213 65 475 712 17 18 214 851 29 521 438 697 820 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Far from these narrow scenes of night Far from the world, O Lord, I flee Far off our brethren's voices Father, how wide Thy glory shines Father, I know that all my life Father, I long, I faint to see Father, I stretch my hands to Thee Father, if justly still we claim Father, let me dedicate Father of all, in Whom alone Father of all, Thy care we bless Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord Father of love and power Father of love, our Guide and Friend Father of mercies, in Thy word Father of omnipresent grace.. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, In Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One Father, supply my every need Father, that in the olive shade Father, to Thee my soul I lift Father, Whose everlasting love Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep For all the saints who from their labours rest For ever here my rest shall be " For ever with the Lord" For mercies, countless as the sands For the beauty of the earth For the bread and for the wine For thee, O dear, dear country For Thy mercy and Thy grace Forth from the dark and stormy sky Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go Forward! be our watchword Fountain of mercy, God of love Friend after friend departs From all that dwell below the skies From Egypt lately come From every stormy wind that blows From Greenland's icy mountains From north and south and east and west From trials unexempted Full of providential love GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled Give me the faith which can remove Give me the wings of faith to rise Give to our God immortal praise Give to the winds thy fears Glorious things of Thee are spoken Glory be to God on high, And Glory be to God on high, God Glory to God on high Glory to God, Whose sovereign grace Go forward, Christian soldier Go, labour on; spend, and be spent Go to dark Gethsemane Go when the morning shineth Go, worship at Immanuel's feet God bless our native land, Her God bless our native land, May God bless our temperance band God, Creator and Preserver God is gone up on high God is our Refuge, tried and proved ::::::::::: :: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ :: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ HYMN 522 397 761 47 476 498 272 578 866 594 877 310 836 452 235 595 732 348 ::::::::::::::::::::: 320 878 596 48 423 523 740 499 685 66 741 518 867 742 349 500 852 524 686 501 713 762 763 386 654 893 525 350 526 695 473 562 109 49 181 311 439 351 140 879 67 984 985 974 986 165 647 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. God loved the world of sinners lost God might have made the earth bring forth God moves in a mysterious way God of all consolation, take God of all power, and truth, and grace God of Almighty love God of eternal truth and grace God of mercy, God of grace God of my life, through all my days God of my life, to Thee I call God of my life, Whose gracious power .. God of my salvation, hear God of pity, God of grace God of that glorious gift of grace God of the living, in Whose eyes God save our gracious Queen! God that madest earth and heaven God the Almighty in wisdom ordaining God the Father's only Son God the Lord is King; before Him God, Who hath made the daisies Good Thou art, and good Thou dost Grace,' tis a charming sound Gracious Spirit, dwell with me Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost Grant us, Ó our heavenly Father Granted is the Saviour's prayer Great God, and wilt Thou condescend Great God, indulge my humble claim Great God of hosts, our ears have heard Great God of wonders, all Thy ways Great God, the nations of the earth Great God, we sing that mighty Hand Great God, what do I see and hear Great God, Whose universal sway Great King of nations, hear our prayer Great is the Lord our God Great Shepherd of Thy people, hear Guide me, 0 Thou great Jehovah HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord Hail! sacred day of earthly rest Hail the day that sees Him rise Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus Hail! Thou Source of every blessing Hail to the Lord's anointed Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, raise, 0 raise Happy soul, thy days are ended Happy the souls that first believed Happy the souls to Jesus joined Hark! a voice divides the sky Hark! hark, my soul, angelic songs are swelling Hark! how the watchmen cry Hark! my soul, it is the Lord Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes Hark! the herald- angels sing Hark! the song of jubilee Hark! the sound of holy voices Hark! the voice of love and mercy Harp, awake, tell out the story He dies, the Friend of sinners dies He is gone, a cloud of light He leadeth me, O blessèd thought ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ::::::::::::::::: 821 HYMN 926 822 30 554 319 352 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 321 656 50 424 31 273 597 728 527 982 837 987 85 673 894 32 51 215 216 895 217 896 652 993 52 764 868 197 657 988 649 798 453 19 3 598 166 167 765 659 168 683 528 555 557 529 502 440 927 182 110 111 766 530 141 869 169 170 928 822 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Head of Thy Church triumphant Heal us, Immanuel, we are here Hear, gracious God, a sinner's cry Hear us, Thou that broodedst Heaven and earth and sea and air Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing Heavenly Father, to Whose eye Help, Lord, the busy foe Help, Lord, to Whom for help I fly Here, Lord, we offer Thee all that is fairest Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face High in the heavens, eternal God .. Ho! every one that thirsts draw nigh Holy Bible, book Divine Holy Father, cheer our way Holy Father, we address Thee Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness Holy Ghost, my Comforter Holy Ghost, with Light Divine Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty Holy, holy, holy Lord, God of Hosts, eternal Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts, when Holy, holy, holy, Lord, God the Father Holy, holy, holy, Lord, self- existent Holy Lamb, who Thee receive Holy Spirit, faithful Guide Holy Spirit, Truth Divine Hosanna to the living Lord How are Thy servants blest, O Lord How beauteous are their feet How blest the righteous when he dies How bright those glorious spirits shine How calmly the evening once more is descending How can a sinner know How charming is the place How do Thy mercies close me round How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord How happy every child of grace.. How honoured, how dear, that sacred abode How pleasant, how divinely fair How pleased and blest was I How precious is the book Divine How rich Thy favours, God of grace How sad our state by nature is How shall I follow Him I serve How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Hush, blessèd are the dead Hushed was the evening hymn I AM Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus I bring my sins to Thee I could not do without Thee I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be I gave My life for thee I give my heart to Thee I hear Thy welcome voice I heard the voice of Jesus say .. I know that my Redeemer lives I lay my sins on Jesus I left it all with Jesus long ago ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I lift my heart to Thee.. I love the sacred Book of God I love Thy kingdom, Lord I love to think, though I am young I need Thee every hour.. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ::::::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀:::::::::::::::::::: *********************::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ HYMN 413 599 274 218 33 897 454 387 388 823 ::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::::::: 743 643 252 236 838 4 219 220 221 5 6 7 8 9 322 929 222 600 682 767 531 532 839 312 601 455 456 503 661 662 688 237 563 275 118 86 787 898 930 931 353 441 457 142 354 932 313 323 933 934 355 238 564 899 935 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. I need Thee, precious Jesus I sing the almighty power of God " I the good fight have fought I think, when I read that sweet story of old I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God I want a principle within I want the Spirit of power within I was a wandering sheep I worship Thee, sweet will of God I would commune with Thee, my God I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Immortal love, for ever full In God's unchanging Word there stands In memory of the Saviour's love In the cross of Christ I glory. In the day of thy distress In the Name which earth and heaven In the Name which holy angels In this glad hour when children meet In time of tribulation Infinite God, to Thee we raise Infinite, unexhausted love Ittcame upon the midnight clear It is a thing most wonderful.. It is not death to die I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend JEHOVAH, evermore the same Jehovah! O Jehovah Jerusalem divine Jerusalem, my happy home Jerusalem, the golden Jesus, all- atoning Lamb Jesus, and shall it ever be Jesus, at Whose supreme command Jesus, blessed Saviour .. Jesus calls us o'er the tumult Jesus came, the heavens adoring Jesus, cast a look on me Jesus Christ is passing by Jesus Christ is risen to- day Jesus, from Whom all blessings flow Jesus hath died that I might live Jesus, high in glory Jesus, I love Thy charming name Jesus, I my cross have taken Jesus, I will trust Thee Jesus is our Shepherd .. Jesus, keep me near the cross Jesus, let Thy pitying eye Jesus lives! no longer now Jesus, Lord, we kneel before Thee Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee Jesus, Lover of my soul Jesus, meek and gentle Jesus, my Advocate above Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone Jesus, my Life, Thyself apply Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace Jesus, my Lord, to Thee I cry Jesus, my Saviour, Brother, Friend Jesus, my strength, my hope Jesus, shall I never be.. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Jesus, Sun and Shield art Thou Jesus, the all- restoring word.. ::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 823 HYMN 936 34 442 900 398 389 324 937 477 399 700 87 975 744 143 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 633 792 799 880 660 10 53 112 901 533 938 20 11 186 534 519 356 443 745 870 357 198 692 939 171 556 325 902 68 505 940 903 941 276 172 373 558 277 278 279 90 326 817 942 390 391 327 658 91 374 824 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns.. Jesus! the name high over all Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to Thee Jesus, the very thought of Thee Jesus, the word of mercy give Jesus, these eyes have never seen Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts Jesus, Thou sovereign Lord of all Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness Jesus, Thy boundless love to me Jesus, Thy far- extended fame Jesus, Thy sovereign grace we bless Jesus, united by Thy grace Jesus, we look to Thee.. Jesus, we on the word depend Jesus, we thus obey .. Jesus, where'er Thy people meet Jesus, Who lived above the sky Join all the glorious names Joy is a fruit that will not grow Joy to the world, the Lord is come Just as I am, without one plea KINDRED in Christ, for His dear sake Knocking, knocking, who is there.. .. LABOURING and heavy laden Laden with guilt and full of fears Lamb of God, our souls adore Thee Lamb of God, Whose bleeding love.. Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead us, Heavenly Father, lead us.. Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace Leader of faithful souls, and Guide.. Let earth and heaven agree Let everlasting glories crown Let God Who comforts the distrest Let Him to Whom we now belong Let us with a gladsome mind Let Zion's watchmen all awake Lift the strain of high thanksgiving Lift thy song among the nations Lift up to God the voice of praise Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates Lift your eyes of faith, and see Light after darkness, gain after loss Light of life, seraphic fire Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart Light of the world, Thy beams I bless Light of those whose dreary dwelling Light up this house with glory, Lord Lo! God is here! let us adore Lo! He comes with clouds descending Lo! the storms of life are breaking Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest Look from Thy sphere of endless day Look not on the wine- cup bright Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Bid Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Fill Lord God of morning and of night Lord God, the Holy Ghost Lord, her watch Thy Church is keeping Lord, I believe a rest remains :::::::::: :::::::::::::::::::::: :::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::::::::: HYMN 183 92 280 70 358 69 746 580 72 359 328 568 559 714 223 747 602 904 93 414 672 281 569 943 400 239 73 748 240 459 460 461 458 144 241 581 360 696 572 800 994 35 253 535 537 329 768 444 94 801 603 199 463 478 769 976 184 119 997 998 830 224 770 330 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Lord, I have made Thy word my choice Lord, I hear of showers of blessings.. Lord, I was blind! I could not see Lord, in the strength of grace Lord, it belongs not to my care Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole Lord of all being, throned afar Lord of hosts, how lovely fair Lord of hosts, to Thee we raise Lord of mercy and of might Lord of power, Lord of might Lord of the harvest, hear Lord of the harvest, Thee we hail Lord of the living harvest Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows Lord of the sea, afar from land Lord of the worlds above Lord, speak to me, that I may speak Lord, teach us how to pray aright Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through Lord, Thou in all things like wast made Lord, Thy children guide and keep.. Lord,' twas a time of wondrous love Lord, we come before Thee now Lord, when through sin I wander Lord, when we bend before Thy throne Lord, while for all mankind we pray Lord, Whom winds and seas obey Love Divine, all loves excelling Lowly and solemn be MASTER, I own Thy lawful claim May the grace of Christ our Saviour Meet and right it is to sing Mighty God, while angels bless Thee Mighty Quickener, Spirit blest Millions within Thy courts have met Mortals, awake, with angels join Most ancient of all mysteries Mountains by the darkness hidden My dear Redeemer, and my Lord My faith looks up to Thee My Father, it is good for me My God and Father, while I stray My God, and is Thy table spread My God! how wonderful Thou art My God, I am Thine My God, I know, I feel Thee mine My God, I love Thee for Thyself My God, I thank Thee, Who hast made My God, is any hour so sweet My God, my Father, blissful Name.. My God, my God, to Thee I cry .. My God, my Life, my Love My God, the Spring of all my joys My heart and voice I raise My heart is full of Christ, and longs My heart is resting, O my God My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here My Saviour,' mid life's varied scenes My Shepherd will supply my need My song shall be of mercy My soul is now united My soul, repeat His praise :::::::: :::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 825 HYMN 242 944 314 361 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 479 749 945 21 802 803 282 881 573 853 574 604 826 663 362 715 698 120 462 315 716 375 717 989 827 331 538 363 999 22 74 225 605 113 12 36 121 283 480 481 750 23 415 332 401 37 402 482 376 416 417 185 646 483 946 506 284 634 676 947 678 826 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. My soul, through my Redeemer's care My spirit on Thy care My sufferings all to Thee are known My trust is in the Lord NEARER, my God, to Thee Never further than Thy Cross No Gospel like this feast None is like Jeshurun's God.. Not all the blood of beasts Not what these hands have done Now I have found the ground wherein Now in a song of grateful praise Now let our mourning hearts revive Now pray we for our country Now the day is over Now the labourer's task is o'er O ALL that pass by, to Jesus draw near O bless the Lord, my soul O bread to pilgrims given 0 come, and dwell in me.. O day of rest and gladness O deem not that earth's crowning bliss O do not let the Word depart O eyes that are weary and hearts that are sore O Father, ever glorious 0 for a closer walk with God O for a faith that will not shrink 0 for a heart to praise my God O for a thousand tongues to sing O give thanks to Him Who made O God, most merciful and true O God, my hope, my heavenly rest O God, my strength and fortitude O God of Bethel, by Whose hand O God of families, we own O God, of good th' unfathomed Sea O God of mercy, God of might O God of mercy, God of might O God, our help in ages past O God, the Rock of Ages O God, Thou art my God alone O God, what offering shall I give O God, Who didst Thy will unfold O grant us light that we may know O grave, thou hast the victory 0 happy day that fixed my choice O help us, Lord, each hour of need O holy Saviour, Friend unseen 0 Jesus, ever present 0 Jesus, I have promised O Jesus, King most wonderful .. 0 Jesus, sweetest, holiest Name 0 Jesus, Thou art standing O joyful sound of Gospel grace 0 King of Glory, come.. 0 King of kings, Thy blessing shed O let him, whose sorrow O Light of life, O Saviour dear O Light! Whose beams illumine all O Lord and Master of us all O Lord, another day has flown O Lord, how good, how great art Thou ** ::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ :::::: HYMN 684 641 285 627 403 145 751 464 146 286 316 75 539 990 905 788 254 677 752 333 606 882 948 949 1000 377 445 334 76 38 335 404 628 39 883 77 753 818 666 871 653 364 243 465 789 950 378 484 95 365 71 96 256 336 804 983 485 840 97 88 884 625 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. O Lord, how happy should we be O Lord, I would delight in Thee O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills O Lord of life and death; we come O Lord of life, Thy quickening voice O Love Divine and golden O Love Divine, how sweet Thou art 0 Love Divine, that stooped to share O Love, how deep, how broad, how high O Love of God, how strong and true O Master, it is good to be O my offended God O my Saviour, hear me 0 mystery of Love Divine O Painter of the fruits and flowers O Paradise! O Paradise O quickly come, dread Judge of all O render thanks to God above O sacred Head, once wounded O Saviour, precious Saviour O Spirit of the living God O that I could my Lord receive O that my load of sin were gone O that Thou wouldst the heavens rend O the delights, the heavenly joys O Thou eternal Victim, slain O Thou from Whoin all goodness flows O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry 0 Thou, the contrite sinner's Friend 0 Thou through suffering perfect made O Thou, to Whom in ancient time 0 Thou, to Whose all- searching sight O Thou Who camest from above O Thou Who hast our sorrows borne O Thou, Whose tender mercy hears O timely happy, timely wise 0' tis enough, my God, my God O what shall I do my Saviour to praise O where is He that trod the sea O who like Thee, so calm, so bright O Word of God incarnate O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Oft in danger, oft in woe O worship the King, All glorious above " O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness .. Oh, mean may seem this house of clay Oh, safe to the Rock that is higher than I Oh, show me not my Saviour dying Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow Oh, what amazing words of grace On all the earth Thy Spirit shower Once in royal David's city One sole baptismal sign One there is, above all others Oh come, all ye faithful Oh, come to the merciful Saviour Who calls you Oh, it is hard to work for God :::::: Our heavenly Father, hear Our Jesus is gone up on high Our Lord is risen from the dead Only a step to Jesus Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed Our portion is not here, O Lord Out of the depth of self- despair :::::::::::::::::: ::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ :::::: .. .. 827 HYMN 486 418 819 793 991 831 783 130 425 78 54 122 287 951 131 824 540 200 681 147 79 771 288 337 289 188 148 466 651 189 812 607 426 366 290 291 832 379 419 124 125 244 680 608 772 427 114 255 367 123 952 187 953 257 579 906 560 98 954 446 226 718 227 639 F07 691 828 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PALMS of glory, raiment bright Part in peace, Christ's life was peace Pass me not, O gentle Saviour Peace, doubting heart, my God's I am Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin Pleasant are Thy courts above Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Pour out Thy Spirit from on high Praise God from Whom all blessings flow Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits Praise, my soul, the King of heaven Praise the God of all creation Praise the Lord, His glories show Praise the Lord of heaven Praise the Lord! ye heavens adore Him Praise to God, immortal praise Praise to our God, Whose bounteous hand Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator Praise to the Holiest in the height Praise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir.. Praise ye the Lord,' tis good to raise Prayer is the soul's sincere desire Praying by the river- side Prisoners of hope, lift up your heads QUIET, Lord, my froward heart RAISE the psalm; let earth, adoring Rejoice, the Lord is King Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds Rescue the perishing, care for the dying Return, 0 wanderer, to thy home Revive Thy work, O Lord Ride on, ride on, in majesty.. Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Rock of ages, cleft for me Round the Lord in glory seated SAFE in the arms of Jesus Safely, safely gathered in Safely through another week Saviour, breathe an evening blessing Saviour, let Thy sanction rest Saviour, like a shepherd lead us Saviour of all, what hast Thou done Saviour of them that trust in Thee.. Saviour, on me the want bestow Saviour, sprinkle many nations Saviour, teach me, day by day Saviour, when in dust to Thee Saviour, while my heart is tender See how great a flame aspires See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand See, Jesus, Thy disciples see See, O see! what love the Father See, sinners, in the Gospel glass Shall I, for fear of feeble man Shepherd Divine, our wants relieve Shepherd of Israel, bend Thine ear Shine, mighty God, on Britain shine Show me the way, O Lord Show pity, Lord, for : Salvation! O the joyful sound Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise Saviour, blessèd Saviour ** :::::::::: :::: ::::: : : :::::::::::::::: : : ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ :::: : HYMN 541 .. 1001 955 428 487 664 149 : 575 1002 655 679 1003 706 702 703 854 995 508 55 705 704 701 392 729 338 488 671 190 872 977 956 957 150 509 151 24 958 542 841 56 609 510 842 784 907 429 885 339 773 908 292 909 774 730 719 13 258 447 582 576 996 467 293 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive Simply trusting every day Since the Son hath made me free Sing a hymn to Jesus Sing to the great Jehovah's praise Sing to the Lord of harvest Sing we a song of praise to- day Sinner, whosoe'er thou art Sinners, obey the Gospel word Sinners, turn, why will ye die Soldiers of Christ, arise Soldiers of the cross, arise Sometimes a light surprises Son of God, to Thee I cry Songs of praise the angels sang Souls in heathen darkness lying Sow in the morn thy seed Speed Thy servants, Saviour, speed them Spirit Divine, attend our prayers Spirit of faith, come down Spirit of truth, essential God.. Spirit of truth, on this Thy day Spread, O spread, thou mighty word Stand up and bless the Lord Stand up! stand up for Jesus Standing at the portal.. Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay Still, Lord, I languish for Thy grace Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh Strengthen thy stakes, extend thy cords Summer suns are glowing Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer Sweet is the memory of Thy grace Sweet is the sunlight after rain Sweet is the work, my God, my King Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go Sweet the moments, rich in blessing Sweetly the holy hymn TAKE my life, and let it be Take the name of Jesus with you Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal Teach me, my God and King Tell it out among the heathen that the Lord is King Tell me the old old story Ten thousand times ten thousand The Bible! the Bible! more precious than gold The Church of God below The Church's one foundation The day is past and over The day of resurrection The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended The earth with all her fulness owns The glory of the spring how sweet The God of Abraham praise The gospel bells are ringing The happy morn is come The Head that once was crowned with thorns The heavens declare His glory The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The King of heaven His table spreads The Lord be with us as we bend The Lord is come! on Syrian soil The Lord is King, and earth submits The Lord is King, and weareth . ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀::.: 829 HYMN 650 959 340 910 873 855 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 978 960 259 260 430 775 420 294 610 776 777 778 228 611 229 230 779 612 368 874 380 295 833 808 848 843 720 699 613 668 614 152 721 369 961 406 886 780 962 201 911 565 561 844 173 615 638 847 25 963 174 191 630 631 261 616 115 192 669 830 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. The Lord is King! lift up thy voice The Lord Jehovah reigns The Lord my pasture shall prepare The Lord my Shepherd is The Lord of glory is my light.. The Lord of might from Sinai's brow The Lord of Sabbath let us praise The Lord will come, and not be slow The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want The morning flowers display their sweets The race that long in darkness pined The race we all are running now The radiant morn hath passed away The roseate hues of early dawn The saints of God! their conflict past The Saviour, when to heaven He rose The seed of temperance truth The Son of God goes forth to war The spacious firmament on high The Spirit breathes upon the word The voice that breathed o'er Eden The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin The wise may bring their learning The year is swiftly waning Thee, Jesus, full of truth and grace Thee, Jesus, Thee, the sinner's Friend Thee we adore, eternal Name Thee will I love, my strength, my tower Thee will I praise with all my heart There is a book, who runs may read There is a dwelling- place above There is a fountain filled with blood There is a green hill far away There is a land of pure delight There is a Name I love to hear There is an Eye that never sleeps There is life for a look at the Crucified One There was a time when children sang There's a Friend for little children There's a glorious work before us There's not a grief, however light They come, God's messengers of love Thine are all the gifts, O God Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old Thine for ever! God of love This God is the God we adore This is the day of light This is the day the Lord hath made This stone to Thee in faith we lay .. Thou great Redeemer, dying Lamb Thou hidden love of God, whose height Thou hidden source of calm repose Thou art coming, O my Saviour Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore Thee Thou art gone up on high Thou art, O God, the life and light: Thou art the Everlasting Word Thou art the Way! by Thee alone Thou Judge of quick and dead Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace Thou, Lord, on whom I still depend Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine.. Thou to Whom the sick and dying ::::::::: Thou very Paschal Lamb Thou Who once for us uplifted ::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ HYMN 40 26 635 636 640 202 175 665 637 543 116 504 845 511 544 577 979 448 632 245 785 964 912 856 431 296 545 407 626 41 408 153 913 546 99 393 965 914 915 980 132 42 820 813 468 80 617 618 794 203 547 176 43 81 100 101 341 102 204 449 489 548 409 814 154 805 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Thou, Whose almighty word.. Thou, Whose unmeasured temple stands Though lowly here our lot may be Thousands, O Lord of hosts! this day Thousands of thousands stand around Thrice holy Name! that sweeter sounds Throned upon the awful tree.. Through all the changing scenes of life Through the night of doubt and sorrow Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love Thy faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess Thy way, not mine, O Lord " Till He come!" O let the words Time is earnest, passing by Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow To- day the Saviour calls To Thee, great God of love, I bow To Thee, O Comforter divine .. To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise To Thee, our God, we fly To Thy temple I repair Try us, O God, and search the ground UNCHANGEABLE, Almighty Lord Up to the hills I lift mine eyes VICTIM Divine, Thy grace we claim Vital spark of heavenly flame WAKE, harp of Zion, wake again Was there ever kindest Shepherd We cannot find Thee out, Lord We come unto our fathers' God We faintly hear, we dimly see We give immortal praise We give Thee but Thine own.. We know, by faith we know.. We plough the fields, and scatter We praise and bless Thee, gracious Lord We praise, we worship Thee, O God We rose to- day with anthems sweet We saw Thee not when Thou didst come We sing of the realms of the blest We sing the praise of Him who died Weary of earth, and laden with my sin Weary of wandering from my God.. Weary souls, that wander wide Welcome, sweet day of rest Welcome, welcome! sinner, hear What a Friend we have in Jesus What are these arrayed in white What equal honour shall we bring What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone What means this eager, anxious throng What shall I do my God to love What various hindrances we meet When all Thy mercies, O my God When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend When gathering clouds around I view When God of old came down from heaven When, gracious Lord, when shall it be When I can read my title clear When I had wandered from His fold When I survey the wondrous cross.. ::::::::::::::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ::::::: ⠀⠀⠀⠀ :::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::: 831 HYMN 781 806 370 887 27 103 155 642 512 57 262 58 490 754 966 156 967 405 231 888 857 992 619 722 583 687 755 549 782 263 44 566 89 14 821 550 858 317 15 620 126 916 157 297 381 264 621 265 133 536 82 127 968 342 723 45 298 432 232 299 513 382 158 832 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. When languor and disease invade When, like a stranger on our sphere When my love to Christ grows weak When on Sinai's top I see When quiet in my house I sit When shall Thy love constrain When the day of toil is done When the Paschal evening fell When the sky is overcast When the weary, seeking rest When this passing world is done When wilt Thou save the people When, wounded sore, the stricken soul Where high the heavenly temple stands Where two or three with sweet accord Wheresoever two or three Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near While shepherds watched their flocks by night While the shepherds kept their vigil While Thee I seek, protecting Power Who are these like stars appearing Who in the Lord confide Who is on the Lord's side Who is this, so weak and helpless Whom should we love like Thee " Whosoever heareth," shout, shout the sound Why do we mourn departed friends Why do you wait, dear brother Why should the children of a King.. Winter reigneth- o'er the land Wisdom ascribe, and might, and praise With broken heart and contrite sigh With gladness we worship With glorious clouds encompassed round With grateful delight we survey With joy we meditate the grace With Thee, my Lord, my God Within Thy temple, Lord, of old Worship, and thanks, and blessing Worship, honour, glory, blessing Would Jesus have the sinner die YE faithful souls, who Jesus know Ye humble souls that seek the Lord Ye neighbours, and friends of Jesus draw near Ye servants of God Ye thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear Ye virgin souls, arise Ye who hear the blessèd call ::: :: ::::::: 50:: " Yet there is room!" The Lamb's bright hall of song Yield to me now, for I am weak Your harps, ye trembling saints PRINTED BY BALLANTYNE, HANSON AND CO. EDINBURGH AND LONDON. HYMN 491 815 159 160 246 300 514 756 724 622 343 981 301 193 726 725 302 117 917 492 551 689 371 128 629 969 790 970 233 859 875 303 623 161 810 134 410 807 624 1004 162 344 177 266 83 267 205 268 971 396 515 Inches 1 Centimetres Blue 2 ¹3 4 Cyan 2 15 6 17 3 Farbkarte# 13 Green 18 Yellow 9 10 Red 11 12 LO 5 13 Magenta 14 6 15 White 16 17 7 3/ Color 18 19 B.I.G. Black 8