FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Scctiou c>o Go Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2010 with funding from Princeton Theological Seminary Library http://www.archive.org/details/methodisthymOOmeth Order of Public Worship NOTE,— The Methodist Episcopal Church and the JMethodist Episcopal Church, South, have adopted a Common Order of Worship as given below. [PARTS IN BRACKETS MAY BE OMITTED.] Let all our services begin exactly at the time appointed, and let all our people kneel in silent prayer on entering the sanctuary. [I. VOLUNTARY, instrumental or vocal.] n. SINGING FROM THE COMMON HYMNAL, the people standing. [III. THe'aPOSTLES' CREED.recited by all, still standing.] 1 BELIEVE in God the Father Almighty, .Maker of heaven and earth : And in Jesus Christ, his only Son our Lord; who was con- ceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary; suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead, and buried; the third day he rose again from the dead ; he ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of (iod the P'ather Almighty ; from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead. I believe in the Holy (ihost; the holy catholic Church, the comnmnion of saints ; the forgiveness of shis ; the resurrection of the body; and the life everlasting. Amen. IV. PRAYER, concluding with the Lord's Prayer, repeated audibly by all, both minister and people kneeling. [V. ANTHEM OR VOLUNTARY.] VI. LESSON FROM THE OLD TESTAMENT, which, if from the Psalms, may bereadresponsively.* [VII. THE GLORIA PATRI.] Glo - ry be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Ho - ly Ghost ; As it 4- was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,world without end. Amen,Amen. VIII. LESSON FROM THE NEW TESTAMENT. IX. NOTICES, FOLLOWED BY COLLECTION; during or after which an offertory may be rendered. X. SINGING FROM THE COMMON HYMNAL, the people standing. XI. THE SERMON. XII. PRAYER, the people kneeling.t XIII. SINGING FROM THE COMMON HYMNAL, the people standing.^: XIV. DOXOLOGY AND THE APOSTOLIC BENEDICTION (2 Cor. 13. 14). • In the afternoon or evening the Lesson from the Old Testament may be omitted, t The order of prayer and singing after sermon may be reversed. t An invitation to <;ome to Christ or to unite with the Church should be giveu when this hyum is announced. Th( Methodist Hy OFFICIAL HYMNAL ,^ OF THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH AND THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SOUTH NEW YORK: EATON & MAINS CINCINNATI: JENNINGS & GRAHAM Copyright, 1905, by EATON & MAINS JENNINGS & GRAHAM SMITH & LAMAR HISTORIC NOTE In accordance with authority given by the Gen- eral Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church and the General Conference of the Methodist Epis- copal Church, South, the Bishops of the respective churches appointed as members of the Joint Com- mission for the preparation of a common Hymnal the following* persons : Of the Methodist Episcopal Church Bishop D. A. GOODSELL S. F. UPHAM. C. M. STUART, C. M. COBERN. R. J. COOKE, C. S. NUTTER, W. A. OUAYLE, H. G. JACKSON, C. W. SMITH, C. T. WINCHESTER. J. M. BLACK. Of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South Bishop E. E. HOSS, GEORGE B. WINTON. H. M. Du BOSE, W. F. TILLETT, PAUL WHITEHEAD. JOHN M. MOORE. EDWIN MIMS, H. N. SNYDER, F. S. PARKER, JAMES CAMPBELL. R. T. KERLIN. PREFACE This Hymnal is the result of the labors of a joint Commission of twenty-two ministers and laymen appointed in equal numbers by the Methodist Epis- copal Church and the Methodist Episcopal Church, South; the double purpose being to provide a worthy manual of song for use in the public and private worship of Almighty God, and to testify to the world the essential unity of the two great branches of Episcopal Methodism. The fruit of their toil we now lay before the churches with confidence and joy: with confidence because we feel warranted in saying that the book is an admirable compilation of sacred lyrics; and with joy because we trust that for many long years it will prove to be a visible and potent bond of union among all our people. We gladly note that the hymns of the Wesleys are given the prominence which justly belongs to them in any collection to be used by Methodists. But the book will be found to contain also the choicest work of the other hymn writers of the eighteenth century, namely, Doddridge, Watts, Cowper, Newton, Montgomery, and a very con- siderable number of new hymns selected after a wide examination of the body of religious verse produced during the last seventy-five years. The hymns admitted have been selected from the ancient and modem treasuries of religious poetry. They are the expression of sound doctrine and healthful Christian experience, and it is believed will greatly enrich our worship and bring us into closer fellowship with believers in all lands and in all ages. Such verbal changes as have been made in the hymns are in most cases a return to the original and preferable forms. Some stanzas have been wholly excluded on the ground that they contain imagery offensive to modern taste, and others have been omitted to secure desirable brevity. The Commission did not venture to make arbitrary or capricious alterations. vii PREFACE In only a very few cases have hymns been di- vorced from the tunes to which long use has wedded them. For some familiar hymns alternate tunes have been provided, either with a view to please both branches of the church or to secure a better musical expression for the words than is given by the tune now familiar. Many new tunes by the more eminent modern composers of church music have been introduced. Much care has been given to the selection of these tunes, which we are assured will be found to be devotional in spirit, well fitted to the hymns to which they are set, and adapted to use by the great congregation. And now, praying that this Hymnal, prepared by a joint Commission whose brotherly harmony was never once broken and whose final meeting was a Pentecost, may be abundantly blessed of God to the edification of believing souls and to the glory of his name, w^e commend it to our churches, and we earnestly hope that it may everywhere sup- plant those unauthorized publications which often teach what organized Methodism does not hold, and which, bv excluding the nobler music of J^e earlier and later days, prevent the growth of a true musical taste. Your servants in Christ, THOMAS BOWMAN, J. C. KEENER. S. M. MERRILL. A. W. WILSON, E. G. ANDREWS. J. C. GRANBERY. H. W. WARREN. R- K. HARGROVE, C D FOSS W. W. DUNCAN. T.' M. WALDEN. C. B. GALLOWAY, W. F. MALLALIEU. E. R. HENDRIX. C. H. FOWLER. J. S. KEY, J. H. VINCENT. O. P. FITZGERALD, 1 N. FITZGERALD. W. A. CANDLER, I. W. JOYCE, H. C. MORRISON. D. A. GOODSELL. E. E. HOSS. e. C. McCABE, A. C.. SMITH , ^. ^ . EARL CRANSTON, Bishops Meihodtst Epts- D. H. MOORE, copal Church, South. J. W. HAMILTON. J. F. BERRY, HENRY SPELLMEYER, w. F. McDowell, J. W. BASHFORD, WILLIAM BURT, L. B. WILSON T. B. NEELY. Bishops Methodist EpiS' copal Church. viii CLASSIFICATION WORSHIP Adoration and Praise i- 3 ^ Opening 32- 37 Closing 3S- 40 Morning 4lr- 45 Evening 46- 62 The Lord's Day 63- 74 THE TRINITY 75- 78 THE FATHER Being and Attributes 79- 90 Providence and Grace 91-106 THE SON Incarnation and Advent 107-125 Life, Character, and Ministry 126-140 Sufferings and Death 141— 155 Resurrection 156-166 Ascension and Reign 167-180 THE HOLY SPIRIT 181-197 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 198-206 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY The Church . 207-2 18 The Ministry 219-228 Baptism 229-232 The Lord's Supper 233-240 ix CLASSIFICATION THE GOSPEL The Need of Salvation . 241-245 Warnings and Invitations 246-263 Repentance and Faith 264-286 Provisions and Promises 287-297 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE Regeneration and Witness of the Spirit 298-312 Aspiration and Hope 3^3~33 1 Consecration and Growth in Grace 332-352 Entire Consecration and Perfect Love 353-381 Activity and Zeal 382-424 Trials and Triumphs 425-433 Trust and Confidence 434-490 Unfaithfulness Lamented 491-492 Watchfulness and Prayer 493—5 16 Resignation and Consolation 517-527 Peace, Joy, and Praise 528-551 Love and Fellowship 552-567 TIME AND ETERNITY Watch- Night and New Year 568-576 Brevity and Uncertainty of Life 577-580 Death and the Resurrection 581-597 Judgment and Retribution 598-603 Heaven 604-628 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS Missions 629-655 Erection and Dedication of Churches 656-666 The Family 667-67 1 The Children and Youth 672-685 Education 686-687 Charities and Reforms 688-699 National Occasions 700—7 14 The Seasons 715-717 X CLASSIFICATION HYMN DOXOLOGIES 718-727 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. .728-748 INDEXES PAGE Of First Lines of Hymns 603-617 Of Chants and Occasional Pieces 617 Of First Lines of Stanzas 618-628 Of Authors of Hymns 629-634 THE PSALTER i- THE RITUAL 192 Baptism 193-202 Reception of Members 203-207 The Lord's Supper 208-215 Matrimony 21 6-2 20 Bxirial of the Dead 221-227 xi THE METHODIST HYMNAL WORSHIP - ADORATION AND PRAISE ^ jr, r^ FOR 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, To spread through all the earth abroad. The honors 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 canceled 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. Charles Wesley. 2 WORSHIP 2 6. 6, 4 6. 6, 6. 4. r^OME, thou almighty King, ^-^ Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ! Father all-glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of days! 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, In this glad hour : Thou who almighty art. Now rule in every heart. And ne'er from us depart. Spirit of power! 4 To the great One and Three, Eternal praises be Hence, evermore: His sovereign majesty May we in glory see. And to eternity Love and adore! Charles Wesley. a ADORATION AND PRAISE 3 S. M. /^"^OME, sound his praise abroad, ^ And hymns of glory sing: Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the soHd ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice. Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, Hke the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. Isaac Watts. 4 6. 6. 8- 4. D, T^HE God of Abraham praise, ^ Who reigns enthroned above; Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love ; Jehovah, great I AM, By earth and heaven confessed; 1 bow and bless the sacred name, Forever blest. 2 The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command - From earth I rise, and seek the joys At his right hand : 3 WORSHIP I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power; And him my only portion make, My shield and tower. 3 He by himself hath sworn, I on his oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, To heaven ascend; I shall behold his face, I shall his power adore. And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore. 4 The goodly land I see. With peace and plenty blest ; A land of sacred liberty. And endless rest. There milk and honey flow, And oil and wine abound ; And trees of life forever grow, With mercy crowned. 5 Before the great Three-One They all exulting stand. And tell the wonders he hath done Through all their land : The listening spheres attend, And swell the growing fame ; And sing, in songs which never end. The wondrous name. 6 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high ; "Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost," They ever cry : 4 ADORATION AND PRAISE Hail, Abraham's God and mine! — I join the heavenly lays, — All might and majesty are thine, And endless praise. Thomas Olivers. 5 L, M. T7R0M all that dwell below the skies, -'- 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 : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; In songs of praise divinely sing ; The great salvation loud proclaim. And shout for joy the Saviour's name. 4 In every land begin the song ; To every land the strains belong : In cheerful sounds all voices raise. And fill the world with loudest praise. Isaac Watts and John Wesley. 6 L.M, T3EF0RE Jehovah's awful throne, ^^ Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. 5 WORSHIP 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when hke wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 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. 4 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand. When rolling years shall cease to move. Isaac Watts. Alt. by John Wesley. JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring; Accept thy well-deserved renown. And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals. Lord, to thee; Like the blest hour, when from above We first received the pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day, O may it ever, ever stay! Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold. 4 Let every moment, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing thy name. At the great supper of the Lamb. Isaac Watts. ADORATION AND PRAISE 8 C. M. IIJOW great the wisdom, power, and ■■■ ^ grace, Which in redemption shine ! The heavenly host with joy confess The work is all divine. 2 Before his feet they cast their crowns. Those crowns which Jesus gave, And, with ten thousand thousand tongues. Proclaim his power to save. 3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, The sufferings which he bore;. How low he stooped, how high he rose. And rose to stoop no more. 4 With them let us our voices raise. And still the song renew ; Salvation well deserves the praise Of men and angels too. Benjamin Beddome. 9 8* 8. 6. a T ET all on earth their voices raise, ^^ To sing the great Jehovah's praise. And bless his holy name : His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show, His saving grace proclaim. 2 He framed the globe ; he built the sky ; He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns in glory there : 7 WORSHIP His beams are majesty and light; His beauties, how divinely bright! His dwelling place, how fair! 3 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power, All nations fear his name : Then shall the race of men confess The beauty of his holiness, His saving grace proclaim. Isaac Watts. 10 L.M. 61. INFINITE God, to thee we raise ^ Our 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." 3 Father of endless majesty. All might and love we render thee ; Thy true and only Son adore, The same in dignity and power ; And God the Holy Ghost declare. The saints' eternal Comforter. Charles Wesley. 8 ADORATION AND PRAISE 11 w.\o.u.u. VTE servants of God, your Master pro- ■^ claim, And publish abroad his wonderful name ; The name all-victorious of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 2 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. 3 "Salvation to God, who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son : The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim. Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, and give him his right. All glory and power, all wisdom and might. All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing for infinite love. Charles Wesley. 13 L. M, r^ THOU to whom, in ancient 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 The favored worshiper may dwell. Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son Sat weary by the patriarch's well. 9 WORSHIP 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 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. John Pierpont. 13 L. M. r^ THOU, whom all thy saints adore, ^^ We now with all thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful Majesty. 2 We come, great God, to seek thy face, And for thy loving-kindness wait ; And O how dreadful is this place ! 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh ; To thee our trembling hearts aspire ; And lo ! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. 4 Still let it on the assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill; To Canaan's bounds point out the way, And lead us to thy holy hill. 5 There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the general church above, And take our seats at thy right hand, And sing thine everlasting love. Charles Wesley. ADORATION AND PRAISE 14 L, M. 'T^O thee, Eternal Soul, be praise! ^ Who, from of old' to our own days Through souls of saints and prophets, Lord, Hast sent thy light, thy love, thy word. 2 We thank thee for each mighty one Through whom thy living light hath shone ; And for each humble soul and sweet That lights to heaven our wandering feet. 3 We thank thee for the love divine Made real in every saint of thine ; That boundless love itself that gives In service to each soul that lives. 4 We thank thee for the word of might Thy Spirit spake in darkest night. Spake through the trumpet voices loud Of prophets at thy throne who bowed. 5 Eternal Soul, our souls keep pure. That like thy saints we may endure ; Forever through thy servants, Lord, Send thou thy light, thy love, thy word. Richard W. Gilder. 15 L,M.a Q GOD of God! 0 Light of Light! ^-^ Thou Prince of Peace, thou King of kings. To thee, where angels know no night, The song of praise forever rings : To him who sits upon the throne, The Lamb once slain for sinful men. Be honor, might ; all by him won ; Glory and praise! Amen, Amen! WORSHIP 2 Deep in the prophets' sacred page, Grand in the poets' winged word, Slowly in type, from age to age. Nations beheld their coming Lord; Till through the deep Judean night Rang out the song, " Good will to men ! " Hymned by the firstborn sons of light. Re-echoed now, ''Goodwill!" Amen! 3 That life of truth, those deeds of love. That death of pain, 'mid hate and scorn; These all are past, and now above, [thorn. He reigns our King! once crowned with "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates;" So sang his hosts, unheard by men ; ** Lift up your heads, for you he waits." " We lift them up! Amen, Amen! " 4 Nations afar in ignorance deep ; Isles of the sea, where darkness lay ; These hear his voice, they wake from sleep, And throng with joy the upward way. They cry with us, " Send forth thy light," O Lamb, once slain for sinful men ; Burst Satan's bonds, O God of might; Set all men free ! Amen, Amen ! 5 Sing to the Lord a glorious song, Sing to his name, his love forth tell; Sing on, heaven's hosts, his praise prolong ; Sing, ye who now on earth do dwell ; Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain. From angels, praise ; and thanks from men ; Worthy the Lamb, enthroned to reign, Glory and power! Amen, Amen! John Julian. • ^ ADORATION AND PRAISE 16 L. M. A LL people that on earth do dwell, ^^^^ Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; Him serve with fear, 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 forever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood. And shall from age to age endure. William Kethe. 17 L.M. "P TERN AL Power, whose high abode -*"^ Becomes the grandeur of 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 thrones around Fall worshiping, 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. 13 WORSHIP 4 God is in heaven, and men belaw: Be short our tunes ; our words be few : A solemn reverence checks our' songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. Isaac Watts. 18 7s, 6s,D. r\ 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 blessed. 14 ADORATION AND PRAISE 4 Lord, crown our faith's endeavor With beauty and with grace, Till, clothed in light forever, 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. Edward H. Bickersteth. 19 8s, 7s. D. /^~~^OME,"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 melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it — Mount of thy redeemiing love. 2 Here I raise mine Ebenezer; Hither by thy 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. 3 O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter. Bind my wandering heart to thee : IS WORSHIP Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, O take and seal it ; Seal it for thy courts above. Robert Robinson. 20 Us. lOs. jDRAISE ye Jehovah! praise the Lord ^ most holy, Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak; Praise him who will with glory crown the lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. 2 Praise ye Jehovah! for his loving-kind- ness, And all the tendier mercy he hath shown ; Praise him who pardons all our sin and blindness, And calls us sons, and takes us for hi sown. 3 Praise ye Jehovah! source of all our blessings ; Before his gifts earth's richest boons wax dim; Resting in him, his peace and joy possessing, All things are ours, for we have all in him. 4 Praise ye the Father! God the Lord, who gave us. With full and perfect love, his only Son ; Praise ye the Son ! who died himself to save us; Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One! Margaret C. Campbell. i6 ADORATION AND PRAISE 21 L. M. /^~^OME, let us tune our loftiest song, ^-^ And raise to Christ our joyful strain; Worship and thanks to him belong, Who reigns, and shall forever reign. 2 His sovereign power our bodies made ; Our souls are his immortal breath ; And when his creatures sinned, he bled, To save us from eternal death. 3 Bum every breast with Jesus' love ; Bound every heart with rapturous joy ; And saints on earth, with saints above, Your voices in his praise employ. 4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song. Ascend for him our cheerful strain ; Worship and thanks to him belong. Who reigns, and shall forever reign. Robert A. West. 22 S. M. r^OME, ye that love the Lord, ^^ And let your joys be known ; Join in a song of sweet accord, While ye surround his throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God, But servants of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 17 WORSHIP 3 The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas ; 4 This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will send down his heavenly powers. To carry us above. 5 There we shall see his face. And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in : 6 Yea, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. 7 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 8 Then let our songs abound. And every tear be dry ; We're marching through Immanuel's ground. To fairer worlds on high. Isaac Watts. i8 ADORATION AND PRAISE 23 L.M* COME, O my soul, in sacred lays. Attempt thy great Creator's praise: But O what tongue can speak his fame? What mortal verse can reach the theme? 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds shall join the song. Thomas Blacklock. 24 CM, /^^OME, 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 hearts reply, *' For he was slain for us." WORSHIP 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever thine. 4 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. Isaac Watts. 25 8s, 7s. 6L r^ THOU God of my salvation, ^^ My Redeemer from all sin ; Moved by thy divine compassion. Who hast died my heart to win, I will praise thee ; Where shall I thy praise begin ? 2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour; He hath brought salvation near; Manifests his pardoning favor ; And when Jesus doth appear. Soul and body Shall his glorious image bear. 3 While the angel choirs are crying, "Glory to the great I AM," I with them will still be vying — Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! O how precious Is the sound of Jesus' name! ADORATION AND PRAISE 4 Angels now are hovering round us, Unperceived amid the throng; Wondering at the love that crowned us, Glad to join the holy song: Hallelujah, Love and praise to Christ belong ! Thomas Olivers. 26 6, 6. 6. 6, 8, 8. C HALL hymns of grateful love ^ Through heaven's high arches ring, And all the hosts above Their songs of triumph sing; And shall not we take up the strain, And send the echo back again? 2 Shall they adore the Lord, Who bought them with his blood. And all the love record That led them home to God ; And shall not we take up the strain, And send the echo back again? 3 O spread the joyful sound, The Saviour's love proclaim, . And publish all around Salvation through his name ; Till all the world take up the strain, And send the echo back again. James J. Cummins. WORSHIP 27 8. 5, 8. 5» 8/4. 3. A NGEL voices, ever singing -^~^ Round thy throne of light, Angel harps forever ringing, Rest not day nor night ; Thousands only live to bless thee. And confess thee Lord of might. 2 Thou who art beyond the farthest Mortal eye can scan, Can it be that thou regardest Songs of sinful man? Can we feel that thou art near us, And wilt hear us? Yea, we can. 3 Here, great God, to-day we offer Of thine own to thee ; - And for thine acceptance proffer, All unworthily. Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, In our choicest Melody. 4 Honor, glory, might, and merit. Thine shall ever be, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, ' Blessed Trinity: Of the best that thou hast given Earth and heaven Render thee. Francis Pott. ADORATION AND PRAISE 28 7s* 6L T7OR the beauty of the earth, ^ For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us Hes, — Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 2 For the beauty 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 hymn of grateful praise. 3 For the joy of ear and eye ; For the heart and mind's delight; For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight, — Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 4 For the joy of human love. Brother, sister, parent, child. Friends on earth, and friends above; For all gentle thoughts and mild, — Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 5 For thy church, that evermore Lifteth holy hands above. Offering up on every shore Its pure sacrifice of love, — Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 23 WORSHIP 6 For thyself, best Gift Divine! To our race so freely given ; For that great, great love of thine, Peace on earth, and joy in heaven, — Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. FOLLIOTT S. PlERPOINT. 29 8s. 4s. 61 A/r Y God, I thank thee, who hast made iVl ^j^g earth so bright; So full of splendor 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. 4 I thank thee. Lord, that thou hast kept The best in store; We have enough, yet not too much, To long for more ; A yearning for a deeper peace Not known before. 24 ADORATION AND PRAISE 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. Adelaide A. Procter. 30 6. 7. 6, 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 1V[ OW thank we all our God ^ ^ With heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done. In whom his world rejoices ; Who, from our mothers' arms, Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. 2 O may this bounteous God, Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And keep us in his grace. And guide us when perplexed, And free us from all ills In this world and the next. Martin Rinkart. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 31 7s. 6s. A LL glory, laud, and honor ^^^ To thee. Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring! 25 WORSHIP 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest. The King and Blessed One. All glory, laud, and honor To thee. Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring! 3 The company of angels Are praising thee on high ; And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. All glory, etc. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before thee went : Our praise and prayers and anthems Before thee we present. All glory, etc. 5 To thee, before thy passion. They sang their hymns of praise ; To thee, now high exalted. Our melody we raise. All glory, etc. 6 Thou didst accept their praises ; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest. Thou good and gracious King. All glory, etc. Theodulph. Tr. by John M. Neale. 26 OPENING 32 OPENING ^s, 6L A XT HEN morning gilds the skies, ^ ^ My heart awaking cries, May Jesus Christ be praised! Alike at work and prayer, To Jesus I repair; May Jesus Christ be praised! 2 Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised ! O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 3 My tongue shall never tire Of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised! This song of sacred joy, It never seems to cloy. May Jesus Christ be praised ! 4 When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs. May Jesus Christ be praised ! When evil thoughts molest. With this I shield my breast. May Jesus Christ be praised ! 5 Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised ! Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this. May Jesus Christ be praised ! 27 WORSHIP 6 The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say, May Jesus Christ be praised ! The powers of darkness fear. When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 7 In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised ! Let earth, and sea, and sky, From depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 8 Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, May Jesus Christ be praised ! Be this the eternal song Through ages all along. May Jesus Christ be praised ! From the German. Tr. by Edward Caswall. 33 C M. /^ NCE more we come before our God ^-^ Once more his blessings ask: 0 may not duty seem a load, Nor worship prove a task! 2 Father, thy quickening Spirit send From heaven in Jesus' name, To make our waiting minds attend, And put our souls in frame. 28 OPENING 3 May we receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart, And keep the precious treasure there, And never with it part ! 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, To each thy blessings suit, And let the seed thy servant sows Produce abundant fruit. Joseph Hart. 34 C. M. /'^OME, ye that love the Saviour's name, ^-^ And joy to make it known, The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim. And bow before his throne. 2 Behold your Lord, your Master, crowned With glories all divine; And tell the wondering nations round How bright those glories shine. 3" When, in his earthly courts, we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 4 And shall we long and wish in vain? Lord, teach our songs to rise : Thy love can animate the strain. And bid it reach the skies. Anne Steele. 29 WORSHIP 35 7s. T ORD, we come before thee now, ^^ At thy feet we humbly 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, we know not how to 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 Grant that all may seek and find Thee, a gracious God and kind : Heal the sick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee. William Hammond. 36 CM. /^OME, 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. Nor force him to depart. 30 OPENING 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. Charles Wesley. 37 • L.M. JESUS, 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, Dost dwell with those of humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And, going, take thee to their home. 3 Great 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. William Cowper. 31 WORSHIP 38 CLOSING JOs, C AVIOUR, again to thy dear name we "^ raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy word of peace. 2 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. 3 Grant us thy peace. Lord, through the coming night, Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; From harm and danger keep thy children free. For dark and light are both alike to thee. 4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease. Call us, 0 Lord, to thine eternal peace. John Ellerton. 32 CLOSING 39 8. 7, 8. 7. 4. 7. T 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, Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May- the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given Us from earth to call away. Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day. John Fawcett. ' 40 8s. 7s» IV/r AY the grace of Christ our Saviour, ^^^ And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, 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. John Newton. 4 , 33 WORSHIP MORNING 41 C M, T ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear "^ My voice ascending high : To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye : 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting, at the Father's throne, Our songs and our complaints. 3 O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight. And plain before my face. Isaac Watts. IVT E W every morning is the love -*' ^ Our wakening and uprising prove ; Through sleep and darkness safely brought. Restored to life, and power, and thought. 2 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 3 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. 34 MORNING 4 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. 5 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. John Keble. 43 Us. lOs. C TILL, still with Thee, when purple mom- "^ ing breaketh. When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight, Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with thee. 2 Alone with thee, amid the mystic shad- ows, The solemn hush of nature newly bom ; Alone with thee in breathless adoration. In the calm dew and freshness of the mom. 3 As in the dawning o'er the waveless ocean. The image of the morning-star doth rest, So in the stillness, thou beholdest only Thine image in the waters of my breast. 35 WORSHIP 4 Still, still to thee! as to each newborn morning, A fresh and solemn splendor still is given, So does this blessed consciousness awaking, Breathe each day nearness unto thee and heaven. 5 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber. Its closing eyes look up to thee in prayer ; Sweet the repose beneath thy wings o'er- shading. 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; O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought — I am with thee. Harriet B. Stowe. 44 L, M. A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun -^~^ Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 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. 36 MORNING 3 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept : Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 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. 5 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. Thomas Ken. 45 S, M. VjyE lift our hearts to thee, ^^ O Day-Star from on high ! The sun itself is but thy shade. Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 O let thy orient beams The night of sin disperse. The mists of error and of vice Which shade the universe! 3 How beauteous nature now! How dark and sad before ! With joy we view the pleasing change. And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors past ; And live this short revolving day As if it were our last. ^ 37 WORSHIP 5 To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit — One in Three — Be glory ; as it was, is now, And shall forever be. John Wesley. EVENING 46 C. M. "VT O W from the altar of my heart '*' ^ Let incense flames arise ; Assist me. Lord, to offer up Mine evening sacrifice. 2 This day God was my Sun and Shield, My Keeper and my Guide ; His care was on my frailty shown. His mercies multiplied. 3 Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day : Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fleet and free than they. 4 New time, new favor, and new joys Do a new song require : Till I shall praise thee as I would. Accept my heart's desire. John Mason. 47 L.M, C UN of my soul, thou Saviour dear, ^ It is not night if thou be near : O may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 38 EVENING 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve. For without thee I cannot live ; Abide w4th me w^hen 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. 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. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our w^ay we take ; Till, in the ocean of thy love. We lose ourselves in heaven above. John Keble. 48 L, M. A GAIN as evening's shadow falls, ^^^^ We gather in these hallowed walls ; And vesper hymn and vesper prayer Rise mingling on the holy air. 2 May struggling hearts that seek release Here find the rest of God's own peace ; And, strengthened here by hymn and prayer. Lay down the burden and the care. 39 WORSHIP 3 O God, our light ! to thee we bow ; Within all shadows standest thou; Give deeper calm than night can bring; Give sweeter songs than lips can sing. 4 Life's tumult we must meet again, We cannot at the shrine remain; But in the spirit's secret cell May hymn and prayer forever dw^U. Samuel Longfellow. 49 L. M. r^ LORY to thee, my God, this night, ^-'^ For all the blessings of the light : Keep me, O keep me. King of kings, Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 2 Forgive me. Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill which I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 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 judgment day. 4 O let my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, To serve my God, when I awake. Thomas Ken. 40 EVENING 50 lOs. A BIDE with me! Fast falls the even- ^^ tide, The darkness deepens — Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. Help of the l^elpless," 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 I see ; 0 thou, who changest not, abide with me! 3 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me ! 4 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? 1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 5 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 ! Henry F. Lyte. 41 WORSHIP 51 L.H, nr HUS far the Lord hath led me on, ^ Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home; But he forgives my follies past. And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Thus,when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. Isaac Watts. 52 8s. 7s. CILENTLY the shades of evening "^ Gather round my lowly door ; Silently they bring before me Faces I shall see no more. 2 O the lost, the unforgotten, Though the world be oft forgot! O the shrouded and the lonely, In our hearts they perish not ! 42 EVENING 3 Living in the silent hours, Where our spirits only blend, They, unlinked with earthly trouble, We, still hoping for its end. 4 How such holy memories cluster, Like the stars when storms are past, Pointing up to that fair heaven We may hope to gain at last. Christopher C. Cox. 53 7s. C OFTLY now the light of day ^ Fades upon our sight away ; Free from care, from labor free. Lord, we would commtme with thee. 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes, without, within. Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon from us the light of day Shall forever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. George W. Doane. 54 L. M, A 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! 43 WORSHIP 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 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. 5 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. 6 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. Henry Twells. 55 8s. 7s. C AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, *^ Ere repose our spirits seal ; Sin and want we come confessing: Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly. Angel guards from thee surround us ; We are safe, if thou art nigh. EVENING 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee; Thou art he who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be. 4 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. James Edmeston. 56 7. 7. 7, 5. T1J"_0LY 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 later years Light at evening time. 3 Holy Spirit, be thou nigh When in mortal pains we lie ; Grant us, as we come to die, Light at evening time. 4 Holy, blessed Trinity, Darkness is not dark to thee ; Those thou keepest always see Light at evening time. Richard H. Robinson. 45 WORSHIP 57 . ^ 1.1.1.1, ^. iT^AY is dying in the west; ^^ Heaven is touching earth with rest : Wait and worship while the night Sets her evening lamps alight Through all the sky. Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Hosts ! Heaven and earth are full of thee! Heaven and earth are praising thee, O Lord most high! 2 Lord of life, beneath the dome Of the universe, thy home. Gather us who seek thy face To the fold of thy embrace. For thou art nigh. Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Hosts ! Heaven and earth are full of thee ! Heaven and earth are praising thee, O Lord most high! Mary A. Lathbury. 1V[ OW God be with us, for the night is -*- ^ closing ; The light and darkness are of his disposing, And 'neath his shadow here to rest we yield us. For he will shield us. 2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us ; Till morning cometh, watch, O Master, o'er us; In soul and body thou from harm defend us, Thine angels send us. 46 EVENING 3 Let holy thoughts be ours when sleep o'ertakes us ; Our earliest thoughts be thine when morn- ing wakes us. "All sick and mourners we to thee commend them, Do thou befriend them. 4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us But thee, O Father, who thine own hast made us. Keep us in life; forgive our sins; deliver Us now and ever. 5 Praise be to thee through Jesus our sal- vation, God, Three in One, the ruler of creation, ' High throned, o'er all thine eye of mercy easting. Lord everlasting. Petrus Herbert. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 59 6s, 5s. IVJ OW the day is over, -^^ Night is drawing nigh; Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky; 2 Jesus, grant the weary Calm and sweet repose; With thy tenderest blessing May our eyelids close. 47 WORSHIP 3 Grant to little children Visions bright of thee ; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep, blue sea. 4 Comfort every sufferer Watching late in pain;. Those who plan some evil From their sins restrain. 5 Through the long night watches May thine angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. 6 When the morning wakens. Then may I arise Pure, and fresh, and sinless In thy holy eyes. Sabine Baring-Gould. 60 9s, 8s, T^HE day thou gavest, Lord, is ended, ^ The darkness falls at thy behest, To thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall hallow now our rest. 2 We thank thee that thy church un- sleeping, 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. 48 EVENING 4 So be it, Lord ; thy throne shall never, Like earth's proud empires, pass away; But stand and rule and grow forever. Till all thy creatures own thy sway. John Ellerton. 61 JOs. 6L n^HE day is gently sinking to a close, ^ Fainter and yet more faint the sun- light glows: O Brightness of thy Father's glory, thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now : Where thou art present, darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with thee. 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end ; Onward to darkness and to death we tend ; O Conqueror of the grave, be thou our guide ; Be thou our light in death's dark eventide : Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 3 Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear ^ Upon the waves, and thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succors fail : When all is dark may we behold thee nigh And hear thy voice, " Fear not, for it is L" 5 49 WORSHIP 4 The weary world is moldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awakened by thy call. With thee, O Lord, forever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide. Christopher Wordsworth. 02 C, M. D, HP HE shadows of the evening hours Fall from the darkening sky; Upon the fragrance of the flowers The dews of evening lie. Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close of day ; Look on thy children from on high, And hear us while we pray. 2 The sorrows of thy servants, Lord, O do not thou despise, But let the incense of our prayers Before thy mercy rise. The brightness of the coming night Upon the darkness rolls; With hopes of future glory chase The shadows from our souls. 3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade : So fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and joy. That one by one depart. Slowly the bright stars, one by one. Within the heavens shine: Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, And trust in things divine. THE LORD'S DAY 4 Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend ; From midnight fears, and perils, thou Our trembling hearts defend. Give us a respite from our toil ; Calm and subdue our woes ; Through the long day we labor. Lord, O give us now repose. Adelaide A. Procter. THE LORD'S DAY 63 C. M. /^~~^OME, let us join with one accord ^-^ In hymns around the throne! This is the day our rising Lord Hath made and called his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest, The brightest of the seven, Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heaven. 3 Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten to that day When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away. 4 Not one, but all our days below. Let us in hymns employ ; And in our Lord rejoicing, go To his eternal joy. Charles Wesley. 51 WORSHIP 64 S.1VL Vy ELCOME, sweet day of rest, ^ ^ That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2 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. 3 One day in such a place. Where thou, my God, art seen. Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this. And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. Isaac Watts. 65 C M. ^^riTH joy we hail the sacred day, ^ ^ Which God has called his own ; With joy the summons we obey. To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! As here thy servants throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, And pour the grateful song. 3 Spirit of grace ! O deign to dwell Within thy church below; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 52 THE LORD'S DAY 4 Let peace within her walls be found ; Let all her sons unite, To spread with holy zeal around Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which thou hast called thine own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at thy throne. Harriet Auber. 66 S. M. ILJ AIL to the Sabbath day! -'- ^ The day divinely given, When men to God their homage pay, And earth draws near to heaven. 2 Lord, in this sacred hour, Within thy courts we bend. And bless thy love, and own thy power, Our Father and our Friend. 3 But thou art not alone In courts by mortals trod; Nor only is the day thine own When man draws near to God : 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march Of' vast eternity. 5 Lord, may that holier day Dawn on thy servants' sight ; And purer worship may we pay In heaven's unclouded light. Stephen G. Bulfinch. 53 WORSHIP 67 6.6.6.6.8.8, \\/^ELCOME, delightful mom, ^ * Thou day of sacred rest ! I hail thy kind return ; Lord, make these moments blest : From the low train of mortal toys, 1 soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend. And fill his throne with grace ; Thy scepter, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face: Let sinners feel thy quickening word. And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love. And bless the sacred hours : Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain. Hayward, in Dobell's Selection. 68 7s. 6s. D. /^ 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. 5^ THE LORD'S DAY 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 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls; 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. 4 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. Christopher Wordsworth. 69 7s. 6L C AFELY through another week, *^ God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek. Waiting in his courts to-day: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 55 WORSHIP 2 While we pray for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciled face, Take away our sin and shame ; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise; May we feel thy presence near : May thy glory meet our eyes. While we in thy house appear: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 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. John Newton. 70 L. M, A NOTHER six days' work is done; -^"^ Another Sabbath is begun: Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God hath blest. 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise. As grateful incense, to the skies ; And draw from Christ that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows! 56 THE LORD'S DAY 3 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. 4 In holy duties let the day. In holy comforts, pass away ; How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! Joseph Stennett. HI L,M. C WEET is the work, my God, my King, *^ To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth by 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 When grace has purified my heart, Then I shall share a glorious part ; And fresh supplies of joy be shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know AH I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Isaac Watts. 57 WORSHIP 72 7s.6s.D, 'T'HE dawn of God's dear Sabbath ^ Breaks o'er the earth again, As some sweet summer morning After a night of pain; It comes as cooHng showers To some exhausted land, As shade of clustered palm trees 'Mid weary wastes of sand. 2 And we would bring our burden Of sinful thought and deed, In thy pure presence kneeling, From bondage to be freed ; Our heart's most bitter sorrow For all thy work undone ; So many talents wasted! So few bright laurels won! 3 And with that sorrow mingling, A steadfast faith, and sure. And love so deep and fervent, That tries to make it pure: In his dear presence finding The pardon that we need; And then the peace so lasting. Celestial peace indeed! Ada C. Cross. 73 L. M. T ORD of the Sabbath, hear our vows, -*^ On this thy day, in this thy house, And own, as grateful sacrifice. The songs which from thy serv^ants rise. 58 THE LORD'S DAY 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our laboring souls aspire, With ardent hope and strong desire. 3 No more fatigue, no more distress. Nor sin nor hell, shall reach the place ; No sighs shall mingle with the songs. Which warble 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. Philip Doddridge. 74 7s. C OFTLY fades the twilight ray ^ Of the holy Sabbath day; Gently as life's setting sun. When the Christian's course is run. 2 Peace is on the world abroad, 'Tis the holy peace of God, - Symbol of the peace within When the spirit rests from sin. 3 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be Days of joy and peace in thee. Till in heaven our souls repose, Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close. Samuel F. Smith. 59 THE TRINITY THE TRINITY 75 C M, A THOUSAND oracles divine , "^ Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright. 2 Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky; 3 Whose glory to this earth extends, When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. 4 By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah, on his shining seat. Our Maker and our King. 5 But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain : The Father of celestial powers, The Friend of earthbom man. Charles Wesley. •^6 Us, tOs, A NCIENT of days, who sittest throned ■^"^ in glory, To thee all knees are bent, all voices pray ; Thy love has blest the wide world's won- drous story With light and life since Eden's dawning ' day. 6o THE TRINITY 2 0 Holy Father, who hast led thy children In all the ages, with the fire and cloud. Through seas dry-shod, through weary wastes bewildering; To thee, in reverent love, our hearts are bowed. 3 O Holy Jesus, Prince of Peace and Saviour, To thee we owe the peace that still prevails, Stilling the rude wills of men's wild be- havior. And calming passion's fierce and stormy gales. 4 O Holy Ghost, the Lord and the Life- giver, Thine is the quickening power that gives increase ; From thee have flowed, as from a pleasant river, Our plenty, wealth, prosperity, and peace. 5 O Triune God, with heart and voice adoring. Praise we the goodness that doth crown our days ; Pray we, that thou wilt hear us, still im- ploring Thy love and favor, kept to us always. William C. Doane. 6i THE TRINITY IT 7S.6L UOLY, holy, holy, Lord -*■ ^ God of Hosts, eternal King, By the heavens and earth adored! Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 2 Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, Spirits blest, before thy throne, Speeding thence at thy command. And, when thy behests are done, Singing everlastingly To the blessed 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 blessed Trinity. 4 Thee apostles, prophets thee, Thee the noble martyr band, Praise with solemn jubilee; Thee, the church in every land ; Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 5 Hallelujah! Lord, to thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Godhead one, and persons three, Jpin we with the heavenly host^ Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. Christopher Wordsworth. 62 THE TRINITY •78 U.\Z\Z\0. TTOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Al- ^ ^ mighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity. 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee. Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down be- fore 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 thee. Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Al- mighty ! All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! Reginald Heber. 63 THE FATHER THE FATHER BEING AND ATTRIBUTES 79 C M. "T^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 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms; 4 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe ; We love and we adore : The first archangel never saw So much of God before. 5 Here the whole Deity is known. Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brighter 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. 64 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES 7 O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. Isaac Watts. 80 L*M. C^ OD is the name my soul adores, ^^ The almighty Three, the eternal One : Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess the Infinite unknown. 2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres. Bade the waves roar, the planets shine; But nothing like thyself appears Through all these spacious works of thine. 3 Still restless nature dies and grows ; From change to change the creatures run: Thy being no succession knows. And all thy vast designs are one. 4 A glance of thine runs through the globe, Rules the bright worlds, and moves their frame ; Of light thou form'st thy dazzling robe ; Thy ministers are living flame. 5 How shall polluted mortals dare To sing thy glory or thy grace ? Beneath thy feet we lie afar. And see but shadows of thy face. 6 65 THE FATHER 6 Who can behold the blazing light? Who can approach consuming flame? None but thy wisdom knows thy might ; None but thy word can speak thy name. Isaac Watts. 81 6.6.6.6.8,8. T^HE 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. 2 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. 3 Through all his mighty works Amazing wisdom shines; Confounds the powers of hell, And all their dark designs; Strong is his arm, and shall fulfill His great decrees and sovereign will. 4 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! Isaac Watts. 66 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES 82 L.M, T ORD of all being, throned afar, ^^ Thy glory flames from sun and star ; Center 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 softened 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 luster of our own. 5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, And kindling hearts that burn for thee, Till all thy living altars claim One holy light, one heavenly flame. Oliver W. Holmes. 83 L, M, /^ LOVE of God, how strong and true, ^^ Eternal, and yet ever new; Uncomprehended and unbought. Beyond all knowledge and all thought. 67 THE FATHER 2 0 heavenly Love, how precious still, In days of weariness and ill, In nights of pain and helplessness, To heal, to comfort, and to bless ! 3 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. 4 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. 5 O Love of God, our shield and stay Through all the perils of our way ; Eternal Love, in thee we rest, Forever safe, forever blest. HORATIUS BONAR. 84 L. M. D. n^HE spacious firmament on high, -*- With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day. Does his Creator's power display. And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. 2 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 ; 68 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES While all the stars that round her bum, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amid the radiant orbs be found? • In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; Forever singing as they shine, "The hand that made us is divine." Joseph Addison. 85 8s. 7s. D. l\/r IGHTY God! while angels bless thee, ^^^ May a mortal lisp thy name? Lord of men, as well as angels. Thou art every creature's theme: Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days I Sounded through the wide creation Be thy just and awful praise. 2 For the grandeur of thy nature. Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought; For thy providence, that governs Through thine empire's wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; Blessed be thy gentle reign! 69 THE FATHER 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor; and poor expression ; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father's glory! Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die. 4 From the highest throne of glory. To the cross of deepest woe ; Thou didst come to ransom sinners : Flow, my praise, forever flow! Reascend, immortal Saviour; Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; Thence return and reign forever ; Be the kingdom all thine own! Robert Robinson. 86 C M. TV /FY God, how wonderful thou art, iVl 'pi^y majesty how bright. 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! 3 How beautiful, how beautiful, The sight of thee must be. Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, And awful purity! 70 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES 4 O how I fear thee, living God, With deepest, tenderest fears. And worship thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears. 5 Yet I may love thee too, O Lord, Almighty as thou art ; For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. 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 ! Frederick W. Faber. 87 CM, r^ GOD, thy power is wonderful, ^-^ Thy glory passing bright ; Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep, A rapture to the sight. 2 I see thee in the eternal years In glory all alone, Ere round thine uncreated fires Created light had shone. 3 I see thee walk in Eden's shade, I see thee all through time ; Thy patience and compassion seem New attributes sublime. 71 THE FATHER 4 I see thee when the doom is o'er, And outworn time is done, Still, still incomprehensible, O God, yet not alone. 5 Angelic spirits, cotmtless souls, Of thee have drunk their fill ; And to eternity will drink Thy joy and glory still. 6 O little heart of mine ! shall pain Or sorrow make thee moan. When all this God is all for thee, A Father all thine own? Frederick W. Faber. 88 8s. 7s. r^ OD is love ; his mercy brightens ^^ All the path in which we rove ; Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens ; God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy eVer ; Man decays, and ages move; But his mercy waneth never ; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth. Will his changeless goodness prove ; From the gloom his brightness streameth, God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above ; 'Eyerywhere his glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. John Bowring- 72 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES 89 C, M* "DEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly ^ theme, And speak some boundless thing, 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 His every word of grace is strong, As that which built the skies ; The voice that rolls the stars along, Speaks all the promises. 4 O might I hear thy heavenly tongue But whisper, *' Thou art mine ! " Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine. Isaac Watts. 90 L. M. n^HE Lord is King! lift up thy voice, ^ O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice! From world to w^orld the joy shall ring, "The Lord omnipotent is King!" 2 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. 73 THE FATHER 3 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. 4 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. 5 O when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsake. Then may his children cease to sing, The Lord omnipotent is King. JOSIAH CONDER. PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 91 8. 7. 8, 7. 4. 7. /^^UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, ^-^ Pilgrim through this barren land : 1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven. Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open now the crystal fountain. Whence the healing waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through: Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 74 PROVIDENCE AND GRACE - 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside: Bear me through the swelling current ; Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. William Williams. nr HOUGH troubles assail, and dangers ^ affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite, Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, The promise assures us, ''The Lord will provide." 2 The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed; From them let us learn to trust for our bread : His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied. So long as 'tis written, ''The Lord will provide." 3 No strength of our own, nor goodness we claim ; Our trust is all thrown on Jesus 's name : In this our strong tower for safety we hide; The Lord is our power, "The Lord will provide." 75 THE FATHER 4 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, The word of his grace shall comfort us through : Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side, We hope to die shouting, ''The Lord will provide." John Newton. 93 8. 7, 8. 7, 8. 8. 7. T^ 0 God on high be thanks and praise ^ For mercy ceasing never, Whereby no foe a hand can raise, Nor harm can reach us ever. With joy to him our hearts ascend, The source of peace that knows no end, A peace that none can sever. 2 The honors paid thy holy name To hear thoti ever deignest ! Thou God the Father, still the same Unshaken ever reignest. Unmeasured stands thy glorious might; Thy thoughts, thy deeds, outstrip the light. Our heaven thou. Lord, remainest. NicoLAUs Decius. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 94 S. M^ ]\ /TY soul, repeat His praise, ^^^ Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise. So ready to abate. 76 PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His power subdues our sins; And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 4 The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name. Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 5 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. 6 But thy compassions. Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. Isaac Watts. 95 L. M. . Vy HEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, ^ ^ Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 2 By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. '77 THE FATHER 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of thee^a cloudy screen. To temper the deceitful ray. 4 And O, when gathers on our path. In shade and storm, the frequent night, Be thou, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light. Walter Scott. 96 C M. f^ OD 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 b}^ 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. 78 PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. William Cowper. 97 L, M, r^ OD is our refuge and defense ; ^-^ In trouble our unfailing aid : Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid ? 2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurled, His people smile amid the shock : They look beyond this transient world. 3 There is a river pure and bright. Whose streams make glad the heavenly -- plains ; Where, in eternity of light. The city of our God remains. 4 Built by the word of his command, With his unclouded presence blest, Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand; There is our home, our hope, our rest. James Montgomery. 98 8s. 7s. T^ HERE'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. 79 THE FATHER 2 There is welcome for the sinner, And more graces for the good; There is mercy with the Saviour ; There is healing in his blood. 3 For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind ; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. 4 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. Frederick W. Faber. 99 C M, T^ HE Lord our God is clothed with might, ^ The winds obey his will ; He speaks, and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts his awful hand. And chains you to the shore. 3 Ye winds of night, your force combine; Without his high behest, Ye shall not, in the mountain pine. Disturb the sparrow's nest. 4 His voice sublime is heard afar; In distant peals it dies; He yokes the whirlwind to his car. And sweeps the howling skies. 8o PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 5 Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarjchs, wait his nod ; And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. H. Kirke White. 100 S. M, T_rOW gentle God's commands! ^ -'■ How kind his precepts are! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2 Beneath his watchful eye His saints securely dwell; That hand which bears all nature up Shall guard his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne,. And sweet refreshment find. 4 His goodness stands approved. Unchanged from day to day : I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. Philip Doddridge. 101 p. M. A MIGHTY fortress is our God, . '^^ A bulwark never failing : Our helper he, amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe ; His craft and power are great. And, armed with cruel hate. On earth is not his equal. 7 8i THE FATHER 2 Did we in our own strength con- fide, Our striving would be losing ; Were not the right Man on our side, The Man of God's own choosing. Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is he; Lord Sabaoth is his name, From age to age the same, And he must win the battle. 3 And though this world, with devils filled. Should threaten to undo us; We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us. The prince of darkness grim — We tremble not for him ; His rage we can endure, For lo ! his doom is sure. One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly pow- ers— No thanks to them — abideth; The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through Him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also : The body they may kill : God's truth abideth still. His kingdom is forever. Martin Luther. Tr. by Frederick H. Hedge. PROVIDENCE AND GRACE 102 C M. 1_J OW are thy servants blest, O Lord ! ^ -■■ How sure is their defense! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass un- hurt. And breathe in tainted air. 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. Joseph Addison. 83 THE FATHER 103 7s. T ORD, whom winds and seas obey, ^^ 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. Charles Wesley. 104 Us. T^HE Lord is my Shepherd, no want ^ shall I know; I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest ; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray. Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; 84 PROVIDENCE AND GRACE Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head ; 0 what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still follow my steps till I meet thee above ; 1 seek — by the path which my forefathers trod. Through the land of their sojourn — thy kingdom of love. James Montgomery. 105 CM. Vy^HEN all thy mercies, O my God, ^ ^ My rising soul surveys. Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 0 how can words with equal warmth The gratitude declare. That glows within my ravished heart ? But thou canst read it there. 85 THE FATHER 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy. 4 When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe. And led me up to man. 5 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths. It gently cleared my way ; And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be feared than they. 6 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 7 Through all eternity to thee A grateful song I'll raise; For O, eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. Joseph Addison. 106 W.IO.M.M. Q WORSHIP the King, all-glorious ^^ above, O gratefully sing his power and his love ; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 86 INCARNATION AND ADVENT 2 0 tell of his might, O sing of his grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; His chariots of wrath the deep thunder- clouds form. And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 3 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 distills in the dew and the rain. 4 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. Robert Grant. THE SON INCARNATION AND ADVENT 107 C M, JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 87 THE SON 2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sin and sorrow 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. Isaac Watts. 108 C M. T_JARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoner to release. In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. INCARNATION 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The wounded soul to cure, And , with the treasures of his grace, To enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. Philip Doddridge. 109 8s. 7s. T_JARK! what mean those holy voices, ^ -'- Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo ! the angelic host rejoices ; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous ston^^ Which they chant in hymns of joy : ** Glory in the highest, glory, Glory be to God most high ! 3 " Peace on earth, good will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found ; vSouls redeemed and sins forgiven! Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 "Christ is bom, the great Anointed; Heaven and earth his praises sing; O receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 89 THE SON 5 "Hasten", mortals, to adore him; Learn his name, and taste his joy; Till in heaven ye sing before him, ' Glory be to God most high!' " John Cawood. 110 CM.D. TT came upon the midnight clear, ^ That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold ; ** Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heaven's all-gracious King:" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. 2 Still through the cloven skies they come With peaceful wings unfurled. And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world ; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing. And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. 3 Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world hath suffered long; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled Two thousand years of wrong ; And man, at war with man, hears not The love song which they bring : O hush the noise, ye men of strife. And hear the angels sing! 90 INCARNATION 4 And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow. Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: O rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing ! 5 For lo ! the days are hastening on By prophet-bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold ; When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. Edmund H. Sears. Ill 7s. D. TUT ARK! the herald angels sing, ^ -■" "Glory to the newborn King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise. Join the triumph of the skies ; With angelic hosts proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." Hark! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the newborn King." 2 Christ, by. highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord: Late in time behold him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. 91 THE SON Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity ! Pleased as man with men to appear, Jesus our Immanuel here. 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 ; Bom to give them second 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 ; Adam's likeness now efface, Stamp thine image in its place : Second Adam from above. Reinstate us in thy love. Charles Wesley. 112 . 6, 6. 6. 6. 12, tZ nr HERE'S a song in the air! ^ There's a star in the sky! There's a mother's deep prayer, And a baby's low cry! And the star rains its fire while the beauti- ful sing. For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! INCARNATION 2 There's a tumult of joy O'er the wonderful birth, For the Virgin's sweet boy Is the Lord of the earth. Ay ! the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! 3 In the light of that star Lie the ages impearled ; And that song from afar Has swept over the world. Every hearth is aflame, and the beautiful sing In the homes of the nations that Jesus is King! 4 We rejoice in the light, And we echo the song That comes down through the night From the heavenly throng. Ay! we shout to the lovely evangel they bring. And we greet in his cradle our Saviour and King! JosiAH G. Holland. Copyright, 1879, 1881, by Charles Scribner's Sons. 113 8s. 7s, 6L A NGELS, from the realms of glory, -^"^ Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye who sang creation's story. Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship. Worship Christ, the newborn King. 93 THE SON 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 newborn 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 newborn King. • 4 Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear. Suddenly the Lord, descending. In his temple shall appear : Come and worship. Worship Christ, the newborn King. 5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, , Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you, break your chains : Come and worship. Worship Christ, the newborn King. James Montgomery. 114 Hs. JOs. "DRIGHTEST 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. 94 INCARNATION 2 Cold on his cradle the dewdrops 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. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devo- tion, Odors of Edom and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; Vainly with gifts would his favor 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. Reginald Heber. 115 CM. AirHILE shepherds watched their flocks ^^ by night, All seated on the ground. The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 95 THE SON 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 bom, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly babe 3^ou there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing-bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God on high, Who thus addressed their 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. 116 8s, 7s. /^~^OME, thou long-expected Jesus, ^^ Born to set thy people free : From our fears and sins release us. Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art ; Dear Desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. q6 INCARNATION 3 Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us forever. Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. Charles Wesley. 117 RM, T N the field with their flocks abiding, ^ They lay on the dewy ground ; And glimmering under the starlight. The sheep lay white around ; When the light of the Lord streamed o'er them, And lo ! from the heaven above, An angel leaned from the glory. And sang his song of love. He sang, that first sweet Christmas, The song that shall never cease, " Glory to God in the highest, On earth good will and peace." 2 * * To you in the city of David A Saviour is born to-day!" And sudden a host of the heavenly ones Flashed forth to join the lay. 8 97 THE SON 0 never hath sweeter message Thrilled home to the souls of men, And the heavens themselves had never heard A gladder choir till then. For they sang that Christmas carol That never on earth shall cease, ** Glory to God in the highest, On earth good will and peace." 3 And the shepherds came to the man- ger, And gazed on the Holy Child ; And calmly o'er that rude cradle The virgin mother smiled; And the sky in the starlit silence, Seemed full of the angel lay : " To you in the city of David A Saviour is born to-day! " O they sang, and I ween that never The carol on earth shall cease. "Glor)^ to God in the highest, On earth good will and peace." Frederic AV. Farrar. 118 5.6.8.5.5.8. pAIREST Lord Jesus! ^ Ruler of all nature ! O thou of God and man the Son! - Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor. Thee, my soul's glory, joy, and crown. 98 INCARNATION 2 Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands, Robed in the blooming garb of spring ; Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, Who makes the woeful heart to sing. 3 Fair is the sunshine. Fairer still the moonlight, And all the twinkling starry host ; Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer Than all the angels heaven can boast. From the German. 119 Us, J2s. CHOUT the glad' tidings, exultingly sing, ^ Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! 1 Zion, the marvelous story be telling. The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth ! The brightest archangel in glory excelling. He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth ! Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing, Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! 2 Tell how he cometh ; from nation to na- tion. The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round; How free to the faithful he offers salvation. How his people with joy everlasting are crowned. 99 THE SON 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; Ye angels, the full hallelujah be sing- ing; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. William A. Muhlenburg. 120 8s. 6s, D. LONG years ago o'er Bethlehem's hills Was seen a wondrous thing; As shepherds watched their sleeping flocks They heard the angels sing. The anthem rolled among the clouds When earth was hushed and still ; Its notes proclaimed sweet peace on earth, To all mankind good will. " Glory to God in the highest," The angels' song resounds, " Glory to God in the highest! " 2 That song is sung by rich and poor, Where'er the Christ is known ; 'Tis sung in words, and sung in deeds, Which bind all hearts in one. Angels are still the choristers, But we the shepherds are. INCARNATION To bear the message which they bring, To those both near and far : '' Glory to God in the highest," The angels' song resounds, ''Glory to God in the highest! " C. Whitney Coombs. 121 8s* 6s, D. Irregular. O LITTLE town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light ; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night. 2 For Christ is born of Mary, And gathered all above. While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth. And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth ! 3 How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given ! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming, But in this world of sin. Where meek souls will receive him still, The dear Christ enters in. THE SON 4 O holy Child of Bethlehem! Descend to us, we pray ; Cast out our sin, and enter in, Be bom in us to-day. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell ; O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Immanuel! Phillips Brooks. 132 R M. 'T^ HOU didst leave thy throne and thy -*- kingly crown, When thou camest to earth for me ; But in Bethlehem's home there was found no room For thy holy nativity. O come to my heart. Lord Jesus ! There is room in my heart for thee. 2 Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang, Proclaiming thy royal degree ; But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth, And in great humility. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 3 The foxes found rest, and the birds their nest In the shade of the forest tree ; But thy couchwas the sod,0 thou Son of God, In the deserts of Galilee. O come to my heart. Lord Jesus ! There is room in my heart for thee. INCARNATION 4 Thou earnest, O Lord, with the living word. That should set thy people free ; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn, They bore thee to Calvary. O come to my heart. Lord Jesus ! Thy cross is my only plea. 5 When heaven's arches ring, and her choirs shall sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saying, "Yet there is room. There is room at my side for thee." And my heart shall rejoice. Lord Jesus, When thou comest and callest for me. Emily E. S. Elliott. C ILENT night ! Holy night ! ^ All is calm, all is bright ; Round yon virgin mother and Child! Holy Infant, so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. 2 Silent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight! Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia. Christ, the Saviour, is born! Christ, the Saviour, is born ! 103 THE SON 3 Silent night! Holy night! Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. Joseph Mohr. 134 L,M. A A/' HEN, marshaled on the nightly plain, ^ ^ The glittering hosts bestud the sky, One star alone of all the train Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 It is my guide, my light, my all; It bids my dark forebodings cease ; And through life's storm and danger's thrall. It leads me to the port of peace. 4 Thus, safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing first in night's diadem. Forever, and for evermore, The Star! the Star of Bethlehem! H. KiRKE White. 125 Us. r^ COME, all ye faithful, triumphantly ^^ sing ! Come, see in the manger the angels' dread King! To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord; O hasten ! O hasten ! to worship the Lord. 104 LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 2 True Son of the Father, he comes from the skies; The womb of the Virgin he doth not despise ; To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord; O hasten! O hasten! to worship the Lord. 3 O hark to the angels, all singing in heaven , " To God in the highest, all glory be given !" To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord, O hasten! O hasten! to worship the Lord. 4 To thee, then, O Jesus, this day of thy birth, Be glory and honor through heaven and earth ; True Godhead Incarnate, Omnipotent Word! 0 hasten! O hasten! to worship the Lord. From the Latin. Tr. by Edward Caswall. LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 126 CM. V^T HAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone ^ ^ Around thy steps below ! What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe ! 2 For, ever on thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow 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. 105 THE SON 4 O give us hearts to love like thee, Like thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sins, than all The wrongs that we receive. 5 One with thyself, may every eye In us, thy brethren, see That gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with thee. Edward Denny. 127 L,M. Ill OW beauteous were the marks divine, ^ -'■ That in thy meekness used to shine, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God! 2 O who like thee, so mild, so bright. Thou Son of man, thou Light of Light? O who like thee did ever go So patient, through a world of woe? 3 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? 4 And death, that sets the prisoner free. Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee ; Yet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy lifeblood flowed. 5 O wondrous Lord, my soul would be Still more and more conformed to thee, And learn of thee, the lowly One, And like thee, all my journey run. A. Cleveland Coxe. io6 LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 128 CM. Wl E 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. 2 But warm, sw^eet, tender, even yet A present help is he ; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. 3 The healing of the seamless dress Is by our beds of pain ; We touch him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. 4 Through him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame ; The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with his name. 5 O 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 ! John G. Whittier. 129 C M. 'T^HE chosen three, on mountain height, ^ While Jesus bowed in prayer. Beheld his vesture glow with light. His face shine wondrous fair. THE SON 2 And lo ! with the transfigured Lord, Leader and seer they saw ; With Carmel's hoary prophet stood The giver of the law. 3 From the low-bending cloud above, Whence radiant brightness shone, Spake out the Father's voice of love, " Hear my beloved Son!" 4 Lord, lead us to the mountain height ; To prayer's transfiguring glow ; And clothe us with the Spirit's might For grander work below. David H. Ela. 130 8s, 7s, D, pRIEND of sinners! Lord of Glory! -*■ Lowly, Mighty! Brother, King! Musing o'er thy wondrous story. Grateful w^e thy praises sing : Friend to help us, comfort, save us, In w^hom power and pity blend — Praise we must the grace which gave us Jesus Christ, the sinners' Friend! 2 Friend who never fails nor grieves us, Faithful, tender, constant, kind! — Friend who at all times receiA^es us, Friend who came the lost to find : — Sorrow soothing, joys enhancing, Loving until life shall end — Then conferring bliss entrancing, Still, in heaven, the sinners' Friend! io8 LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 3 O to love and serve thee better! From all evil set us free ; Break, Lord, every sinful fetter; Be each thought conformed to thee : Looking for thy bright appearing, May our spirits upward tend ; Till no longer doubting, fearing, We behold the sinners' Friend! C. Newman Hall. 131 L. M, D. r\ MASTER, it is good to be ^-^ High on the mountain here with thee, Where stand revealed to mortal gaze Those glorious saints of other days, Who once received on Horeb's height The eternal laws of truth and right. Or caught the still small whisper, higher Than storm, than earthquake, or than fire. 2 O Master, it is good to be Entranced, en wrapt, alone with thee; And watch thy glistering raiment glow Whiter than Hermon's whitest snow; The human lineaments that shine Irradiant with a light divine ; Till we too change from grace to grace, Gazing on that transfigured face. 3 O 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, 109 THE SON We bow before the heavenly voice That bids bewildered souls rejoice, Though love wax cold, and faith be dim, "This is my Son, O hear ye him." Arthur P. Stanley. 132 8.7.8, 7.7. 7* JESUS w^ept ! those tears are over, But his heart is still the same ; Kinsman, Friend, and elder Brother, Is his everlasting name. Saviour, who can love like thee. Gracious One of Bethany? 2 When the pangs of trial seize us, When the waves of sorrow roll, I will lay my head on Jesus, Refuge of the troubled soul. vSurely, none can feel like thee, Weeping One of Bethany! 3 Jesus wept! and still in glory, He can mark each mourner's tear; Loving to retrace the story Of the hearts he solaced here. Lord, when I am called to die, Let me think of Bethany. 4 Jesus wept ! that tear of sorrow Is a legacy of love ; Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow. He the same doth ever prove. Thou art all in all to me. Loving One of Bethany ! John R. Macduff. LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 133 CM* n^HOU art the Way:— to thee alone ^ From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth: — thy w^ord 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. George W. Doane. 134 L. M, 6L T 1 rHEN gathering clouds around I view, ^^ And days are dark, and friends are few, 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. THE SON 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, — 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 voice, his hand, 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 O, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last. Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for thou hast died. Then point to realms of cloudless day And wipe the latest tear away. Robert Grant. 135 C M. IX/TAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned ^^^ Upon the Saviour's brow; His head with radiant glories crowned. His lips with grace o'erflow. LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 2 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief ; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 3 To him I owe my life and breath. And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, He saves me from the grave. 4 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 5 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give. Lord, they should all be thine. * . Samuel Stennett. 136 Ss. 7s- n^HE King of love my Shepherd is, ^ Whose goodness faileth never; 1 nothing lack if I am his. And he is mine forever. 2 Where streams of living water flow. My ransomed soul he leadeth. And, where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. 3 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love he sought me, And on his shoulder gently laid. And home, rejoicing, brought me. 9 113 THE SON 4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill With thee, dear Lord, beside me ; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me. 5 And so through all the length of days, Thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise Within thy house forever. Henry W, Baker. "LJ OW sweet the name of Jesus sounds -'■ -^ In a believer's ear! 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! 4 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. 5 Till then, I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. John Newton. 114 LIFE, CHARACTER, AND MINISTRY 138 L*M. /^^HRIST'S life our code, his cross our ^-^ creed, Our common, glad confession be ; Our deepest wants, our highest aims, Find their fulfillment. Lord, in thee. 2 Dear Son of God ! thy blessed will Our hearts would own, with saints above ; All life is larger for thy law, All service sweeter for thy love. 3 Thy life our code ! in letters clear We read our duty, day by day. Thy footsteps tracing eagerly, Who art the truth, the life, the way. 4 Thy cross our creed ! thy boundless love A ransomed world at last shall laud, And crown thee their eternal King, O Lord of Glory! Lamb of God! 5 Till then, to thee our souls aspire In ardent prayer and earnest deed. With love like thine, confessing, still, Christ's life our code ! his cross our creed ! Benjamin Copeland. 139 L. M. C TRONG vSon of God, immortal Love, ^ Whom we, that have not seen thy face. By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove ; "5 THE SON 2 Thou wilt not leave us in the dust : Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die : And thou hast made him: thou art just. 3 Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou: Our wills are ours, we know not how ; Our wills are ours, to make them thine. 4 Our little systems have their day ; They have their day and cease to be : They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they. Alfred Tennyson. 140 L.M. 1\/r Y dear Redeemer and my Lord, ^^^ I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears. Drawn out in living characters. 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 fervor 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 Among the followers of the Lamb. Isaac Watts. ii6 SUFFERINGS AND DEATH SUFFERINGS AND DEATH 141 L,M» Al rHEN 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 a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. Isaac Watts. 143 C M. 13EH0LD the Saviour of mankind ^ Nailed to the shameful tree! 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. 117 THE SON 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 ^ Samuel Wesley, Sr. 143 8s, 7s. T N 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 luster 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. ii8 SUFFERINGS AND DEATH $ 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. John Bowring. 144 7s. ISJEVER 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 thus ; Sin, 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 Pressing onward as we can. Still to this our hearts must tend ; Where our earliest hopes began, There our last aspirings end ; 5 Till amid the hosts of light, We in thee redeemed, complete. Through thy cross made pure and white, Cast our crowns before thy feet. Elizabeth R. Charles. iig THE SON 145 L. M. T ORD JESUS, when we stand afar ^^ And gaze upon thy holy cross, In love of thee and scorn of self, O may we count the world as loss ! 2 When we behold thy bleeding wounds, And the rough way that thou hast trod, Make us to hate the load of sin That lay so heavy on our God. 3 O holy Lord ! uplifted high With outstretched arms, in mortal woe, Embracing in thy wondrous love The sinful world that lies below ! 4 Give us an ever-living faith To gaze beyond the things we see ; And in the mystery of thy death Draw us and all men after thee ! William W. How. 146 C M. A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? -^^ And did my Sovereign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree! SUFFERINGS AND DEATH 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, 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. Isaac Watts. 147 L.M. '^T^LS midnight; and on Olives' brow ^ The star is dimmed that lately shone '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 that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by his God. 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. William B. Tappan. THE SON 148 L. M, JESUS, 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 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came, Who died for me, e'en me to atone. Now for my Lord and God I own. 4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, Which, at the mercy seat of God, Forever doth for sinners plead. For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 5 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. NiCOLAUS L. ZiNZENDORF. Tr. by John Wesley. 149 L.M. a '^is finished!" so the Saviour cried, ^ And meekly bowed his head and 'Tis finished! yes, the race is run, [died: The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finished ! all that heaven foretold By prophets in the days of old ; And truths are opened to our view. That kings and prophets never knew. SUFFERINGS AND DEATH 3 'Tis finished ! Son of God, thy power Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; And yet our eyes with sorrow see That life to us was death to thee. 4 'Tis finished ! let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round ; 'Tis finished ! let the triumph rise And swell the chorus of the skies ! Samuel Stennett. Alt. 150 L,M. 13 IDE on, ride on in majesty! -^^ Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry; 0 Saviour meek, pursue thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed. 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 winged 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. Henry H. Milman. 123 THE SON 151 7s. 6s. D. r^ SACRED Head, now wounded, ^-^ With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown ; O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now was thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend, For this, thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me thine forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never. Outlive my love to thee. 3 Be near me when I'm dying, O show thy cross to me ; And, for my succor flying. Come, Lord, and 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, Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by J. W. Alexander. 153 L.m. r^ COME and mourn with me awhile; ^^ 0 come ye to the Saviour's side; O come, together let us mourn ; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. J 24 SUFFERINGS AND DEATH 2 Have we no tears to shed for him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah ! look how patiently he hangs ; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 3 Seven times he spake, seven words of love; And all three hours his silence cried For mercy on the souls of men ; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 4 O love of God ! O sin of man ! In this dread act your strength is tried ; And victory remains with love ; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Frederick W. Faber. 153 L.M.6L /^ LOVE divine, what hast thou done ! ^^ The incarnate God hath died for me! The Father's coetemal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree ! The Son of God for me hath died : My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 2 Beliold him, all ye that pass by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! Come, sinners, see your Saviour die. And say, was ever grief like his? Come, feel with me his blood applied : My Lord, my Love, is crucified : 125 THE SON 3 Is crucified for me and you, To bring- us rebels back to God : Believe, believe the record true. Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood : Pardon for all flows from his side : My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, And gladly catch the healing stream; All things for him account but loss, And give up all our hearts to him : Of nothing think or speak beside : My Lord, my Love, is crucified. Charles Wesley. 154 8, 8, 7, D. IVr EAR the cross was Mary weeping, ^ ^ There her mournful station keeping, Gazing on her dying Son: There in speechless anguish groaning, Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning, Through her soul the sword had gone. 2 When no eye its pity gave us, When there was no arm to save us. He his love and power displayed : By his stripes he wrought our healing, By his death, our life revealing, He for us the ransom paid. 3 Jesus, may thy love constrain us, That from sin we may refrain us. In thy griefs may deeply grieve : Thee our best affections giving. To thy glory ever living. May we in thy glory live. Jacopone da Todi. Tr. by J. W. Alexander. 126 SUFFERINGS AND DEATH 155 S.M* r\ PERFECT life of love! ^-^ All, all is finished now; All that He left his throne above To do for us below. 2 No work is left undone Of all the Father willed ; His toils, his sorrows, one by one, The Scripture have fulfilled. 3 No pain that we can share But he has felt its smart ; All forms of human grief and care Have pierced that tender heart. 4 And on his thorn-crowned head, And on his sinless soul. Our sins in all their guilt were laid, That he might make us whole. 5 In perfect love he dies; For me he dies, for me : O all-atoning Sacrifice, I cling by faith to thee. 6 In every time of need. Before the judgment throne, Thy work, O Lamb of God, I'll plead, Thy merits, not my own. 7 Yet work, O Lord, in me. As thou for me hast wrought ; And let my love the answer be To grace thy love has brought. Henry W. Baker. 127 THE SON RESURRECTION 156 7s. ( With Hallelujah. ) /^HRIST the Lord is risen to-day, ^-^ Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ has burst the gates of hell : Death in vain forbids his rise ; ■ Christ hath opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King; Where, O death, is now thy sting? Once he died our souls to save ; Where's thy victory, boasting grave? 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, Follow our exalted Head ; Made like him, like him we rise ; Ours the cross, the grave, the skies! Charles Wesley. 157 S.M. ^T^HE Lord is risen indeed; ^ The grave hath lost its prey ; With him shall rise the ransomed seed, To reign in endless day. 2 The Lord is risen indeed ; He lives, to die no more ; He lives, the vsinner's cause to plead. Whose curse and shame he bore. 128 RESURRECTION 3 The Lord is risen indeed ; Attending angels, hear! Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear: 4 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright celestial choirs. To sing our risen Lord. Thomas Kelly. 158 L.M.D. /^UR Lord is risen from the dead; ^-^ Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led. Dragged to the portals of the sky : There his triumphal chariot waits. And angels chant the solemn lay : *' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 2 *' Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the ethereal scene ; He claims these mansions as his right ; Receive the King of glor}^ in ! " ''Who is the King of glory? Who?" ''The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame. The world, sin, death, and hell o'er threw And Jesus is the Conqueror's name." 3 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 10 129 THE SON "Who is the King of glory? Who?' "The Lord, of glorious power possessed; The King of saints and angels too ; God over all, forever blest!" Charles Wesley. 159 lOs* Hs. D. Irregular. T IFT vour glad voices in triumph on ^ high, For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die; Vain were the terrors that gathered around him, And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him, Resplendent in glory to live and to save ! Loud was the chorus of angels on high. The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die. 2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy; The being he gave us death cannot de- stroy : Sad were the life we must part with to- morrow, If tears w^ere our birthright, and death were our end ; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : Lift then your voices in triumph on high. For Jesus hath risen, and man- shall not die. ' Henry Ware, Jr. 130 RESURRECTION 160 8s, 7s, D. C ING with all the sons of glory, ^ Sing the resurrection song! Death and sorrow, earth's dark story, To the former days belong : All around the clouds are breaking. Soon the storms of time shall cease, In God's likeness, man awaking, Knows the everlasting peace. 2 O what glory, far exceeding All that eye has yet perceived ! Holiest hearts for ages pleading, Never that full joy conceived. God has promised, Christ prepares it, There on high our welcome waits ; Every humble spirit shares it, Christ has passed the eternal gates. 3 Life eternal! heaven rejoices, Jesus lives who once was dead ; Join, O man, the deathless voices, Child of God, lift up thy head! Patriarchs from the distant ages, Saints all longing for their heaven. Prophets, psalmists, seers, and sages, All await the glory given. 4 Life eternal! O what wonders Crowd on faith ; what joy unknown. When, amidst earth's closing thunders, Saints shall stand before the throne ! 131 THE SON O to enter that bright portal, See that glowing firmament, Know, with thee, O God immortal, "Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent!" William J. Irons. 161 6. 6* 4. 6. 6. 6* 4, 13 ISE, glorious Conqueror, rise -'-^ Into thy native skies ; Assume thy right ; And where in many a fold The clouds are backward rolled, Pass through those gates of gold, And reign in light. 2 Victor o'er death and hell, Cherubic legions swell The radiant train : Praises all heaven inspire; Each angel sweeps his lyre, And claps his wings of fire, Thou Lamb once slain! 3 Enter, incarnate God! No feet but thine have trod The serpent down : Blow the full trumpets, blow, Wider yon portals throw, Saviour, triumphant, go, And take thy crown! 4 Lion of Judah, hail! And let thy name prevail From age to age : 132 RESURRECTION Lord of the rolling years, Claim for thine own the spheres, For thou hast bought with tears Thy heritage. Matthew Bridges. 162 7s. T_J AIL the day that sees Him rise, ^—^ Ravished from our wishful eyes ! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Reascends his native heaven. 2 There the pompous triumph waits: Lift your' heads, eternal gates; Wide unfold the radiant scene ; Take the King of glory in ! 3 Circled round with angel powers, Their triumphant Lord and ours, Conqueror over death and sin. Take the King of glory in ! 4 Him though highest heaven receives, Still he loves the earth he leaves ; Though returning to his throne. Still he calls mankind his own. 5 Saviour, parted from our sight, High above yon azure height, Grant, our hearts may thither rise, Following thee beyond the skies. Charles Wesley. 133 THE SON 163 7s. 6s.D. /^~~^OME, ye faithful, raise the strain ^ Of triumphant gladness! God hath brought his Israel Into joy from sadness, Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke Jacob's sons and daughters, Led them with unmoistened foot Through the Red Sea waters. 2 'Tis the spring of souls to-day: Christ hath burst his prison. From the frost and gloom of death Light and life have risen. All the winter of our sins. Long and dark, is flying From his light to whom we give Thanks and praise undying. 3 Now the queen of seasons, bright With the day of splendor. With the royal feast of feasts. Comes its joy to render; Comes to glad Jerusalem, Who, with true affection, Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus' resurrection! 4 "Hallelujah!" now we cry To our King Immortal, Who, triumphant, burst the bars Of the tomb's dark portal ; 134 RESURRECTION "Hallelujah!" with the Son, God the Father praising; '* Hallelujah! " yet again To the Spirit raising. * John of Damascus. Tr. by John M. Neale. 164 7s, 6s. D. n^HE day of resurrection, ^ Earth, tell it out abroad, The passover of gladness. The passover of God. From death to life eternal, From earth unto the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory. 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, 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 of Damascus. Tr. by John M. Neale. 135 THE SON 165 L.M, TLJ E dies I the Friend of sinners dies ! -'■-'' Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; A solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree: The Lord of Glory dies for man ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see, Jesus, the dead, revives again! 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; In vain the tomb forbids his rise ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies. 4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high your great Deliverer reigns ; Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, And led the monster death in chains ! 5 Say, "Live forever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save;" Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting?" And, "Where's thy victory, boasting grave?" Isaac Watts. Alt. by Martin Madan. 166 Its. ^A WELCOME, happy morning! age to age ^ ^ shall say : Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day ! Lo, the Dead is living, God for evermore! Him their true Creator, all his works adore. 136 RESURRECTION 2 Earth with joy confesses, clothing her for spring, All good gifts returned with her returning King. Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough, Speak his sorrows ended, hail his triumph now. 3 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, Thou, from heaven beholding human na- ture's fall, Of the Father's Godhead true and only vSon, Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on. 4 Thou, of life the author, death didst undergo. Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show ; Come then, true and faithful, now fulfill thy word, 'Tis thine own third morning, rise, O buried Lord! 5 Loose the souls long-prisoned, bound with Satan's chain; All that now is fallen raise to life again ; Show thy face in brightness, bid the nations see. Bring again our daylight ; day returns with tnee! Venantius Fortunatus. Tr. by John Ellerton. 137 THE SON ASCENSION AND REIGN 167 CM. OEHOLD the glories of the Lamb ^ Amidst his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around; With vials full of odors sweet. And harps of sweetest sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise : Jesus is kind to our complaints, He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain Be endless blessings paid : Salvation, glory, joy, remain Forever, on thv head.. 5 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. Isaac Watts. 168 L.M. T KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; ^ What joy the blest assurance gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead ; He lives, my everlasting Head ! 138 ASCENSION AND REIGN 2 He lives, to bless me with his love ; He lives, to plead for me above ; He lives, my hungry soul to feed ; He lives, to help in time of need. 3 He lives, and grants me daily breath ; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives, my mansion to prepare ; He lives, to bring me safely there. 4 He lives, all glory to his name ; He lives, my Saviour, still the same ; What joy the blest assurance gives, 1 know that my Redeemer lives ! Samuel Medley. 169 8s, 7s. 6L T OOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious, ' ^^ See the Man of sorrows now ; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to him shall bow: Crown him, crown him! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him: 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, 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. 139 THE SON 4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation! i 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. Thomas Kelly. 170 7s. D. TLJ E is gone ; a cloud of light -'' -*- Has received him from our sight ; High in heaven, where eye of men Follows not, nor angels' ken ; 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 ; Forward 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 shall yet be one. Arthur P. Stanley. 140 ASCENSION AND REIGN 171 8s.7s.D. "LJAIL, thou once despised Jesus! ^^ Hail, thou Galilean King! 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 favor ; Life is given through thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were 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 forever 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. 4 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. 141 THE SON Help, ye bright angelic spirits; Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; Help to chant Immanuel's praise! John Bakewell. JESUS, the Conqueror, reigns, In glorious strength arrayed ; His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad. 2 Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesus' mighty love ; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, To him who rules above. 3 Extol his kingly power; Kiss the exalted Son, Who died, and lives to die no more, High on his Father's throne : 4 Our Advocate with God, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the earth abroad The victory of his cross. Charles Wesley. 173 CM. T^HE head that once was crowned with ^ thorns. Is crowned with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 142 ASCENSION AND REIGN 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 : 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love. And grants his name to know. 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 everlasting joy to know The mystery of his love. Thomas Kelly. 174 8s. 7s.D. /^NE there is, above all others, ^^ Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end. Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood? But the Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God. 2 When he lived on earth abased. Friend of sinners was his name ; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. 143 THE SON O for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above. John Newton. 175 6s.5s,Dc r^ OLDEN harps are sounding, ^^ Angel voices ring, Pearly gates are opened, Opened for the King. Christ, the King of glory, Jesus, King of love. Is gone up in triumph To his throne above. All his work is ended ; Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended. Glory to our King! 2 He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory, At his Father's side. Never more to suffer. Never more to die ; Jesus, King of glory, Is gone up on high. 3 Pleading for his children In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them his grace, 144 ASCENSION AND REIGN His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you, Jesus ever liveth, Ever loveth too. Frances R. Havergal 176 8s. 7s.D, HALLELUJAH! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, his the throne ; Hallelujah! his the triumph. His the victory alone ; Hark ! the songs of peaceful Zion Thunder like a mighty flood ; Jesus out of every nation Hath redeemed us by his blood . 2 Hallelujah! not as orphans Are we left in sorrow now ; Hallelujah! he is near us, Faith believes, nor questions how: Though the cloud from sight received him. When the forty days were o'er; Shall our hearts forget his promise, "I am with you evermore"? 3 Hallelujah! Bread of heaven. Thou on earth our food, our stay! Hallelujah! here the sinful , Flee to thee from day to day ; Intercessor, Friend of sinners. Earth's Redeemer, plead for me, Where the songs of all the sinless Sweep across the crystal sea. 11 145 THE SON 4 Hallelujah! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, his the throne ; Hallelujah! his the triumph, His the victory alone : Hark ! the songs of peaceful Zion Thunder like a mighty flood; Jesus, out of every nation, Hath redeemed us by his blood. William C. Dix. 177 8.7.8.7.7.7. T_r ARK, ten thousand harps and voices -'■ ^ Sound the note of praise above! Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love ; See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. Halleluj ah ! halleluj ah ! Hallelujah! Amen! 2 Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; 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. Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! Hallelujah! Amen! 3 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away; 146 ASCENSION AND REIGN Then with golden harps we'll sing, "Glory, glory to our King!" Halleluj ah ! halleluj ah ! Hallelujah! Amen! Thomas Kelly. 178 6.6.6.6.8.8, T> EJOICE, the Lord is King! ^^ Your Lord and King adore ; '. Mortals, give thanks and sing, t And triumph evermore; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 2 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 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. 4 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. 147 THE SON 5 He all his foes shall quell, And all our sins destroy ; Let ever^' bosom swell With pure seraphic joy; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 6 Rejoice in glorious hope; Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home; We soon shall hear the archangel's voice ; The trump of God shall sound. Rejoice ! Charles Wesley. 179 S. M, D. ^~^ROWN him with many crowns, ^ The Lamb upon his throne ; 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. 2 Crown him the Lord of love ; Behold his hands and side, Rich wounds, yet visible above. In beauty glorified: No angel in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his burning eye At mysteries so bright. 148 AvSCENSION AND REIGN 3 Crown him the Lord of peace, Whose power a scepter sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, And all be prayer and praise : His reign shall know no end. And round his pierced feet Fair flowers of paradise extend Their fragrance ever sweet. 4 Crown him the Lord of years. The Potentate of time, Creator of the rolling spheres. Ineffably sublime! All hail ! Redeemer, hail ! For thou hast died for me ; Thy praise shall never, never fail • Throughout eternity. Matthew Bridges. 180 CM, A LL hail the power of Jesus' name! ^^^ Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem. And crown him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall. Hail him who saves you by his grace. And crown him Lord of all. 3 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. 149 THE HOLY SPIRIT 4 Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 5 O that, with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ! We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. Edward Perronet. Alt. THE HOLY SPIRIT 181 C M. /'^OME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, ^-^ Let us thine influence prove; Source of the old prophetic fire, ' Fountain of life 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. 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. Charles Wesley. 150 THE HOLY SPIRIT 182 S.M* /^OME, Holy Spirit, come, ^^ With energy divine, And on this poor, benighted soul With beams of mercy shine. 2 O melt this frozen heart; This stubborn will subdue; . Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew! 3 The profit will be mine, But thine shall be the praise; And unto thee will I devote The remnant of my days. Benjamin Beddome. 183 CM. /^OME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, ^^ With all thy quickening powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys ; Our souls, how heavily they go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs. In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues. And our devotion dies. 151 THE HOLY SPIRIT 4 And shall we then forever live At this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love. And that shall kindle ours. Isaac Watts. 184 6, 6, 4* 6. 6. 6. 4. r^OME, Holy Ghost, in love, ^-^ Shed on us from above 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, ' 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! 152 THE HOLY SPIRIT 4 Come, air 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! Robert II, King of France. Tr. by Ray Palmer. 185 7s. T-TOLY GHOST, with light divine, -*■ ^ Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away. Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine. Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath 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. Andrew Reed» 186 CM. T WORSHIP thee, O Holy Ghost, '*' I love to worship thee ; My risen Lord for aye were lost But for thy company. 153 THE HOLY SPIRIT 2 I worship thee, 0 Holy Ghost, I love to worship thee ; I grieved thee long, alas! thou know'st It grieves me bitterly. 3 I worship thee, O Holy Ghost, I love to worship thee ; Thy patient love, at what a cost At last it conquered me ! 4 I worship thee, O Hol}^ Ghost, I love to worship thee ; With thee each day is Pentecost, Each night Nativity. William F. Warren. 187 L,M, r^ FOR that flame of living fire, ^-^ Which shone so bright in saints of old ! Which bade their souls to heaven aspire. Calm in distress, in danger bold. 2 Where is that Spirit, Lord, which dwelt In Abraham's breast, and sealed him thine ? Which made Paul's heart with sorrow melt, And glow with energy divine? 3 That Spirit which, from age to age. Proclaimed thy love, and taught thy ways? Brightened Isaiah's vivid page. And breathed in David's hallowed lays? 154 THE HOLY SPIRIT 4 Is not thy grace as mighty now As when Elijah felt its power; When glory beamed from Moses' brow, Or Job endured the trying hour? 5 Remember, Lord, the ancient days; Renew thy work ; thy grace restore ; Wann our cold hearts to prayer and praise, And teach us how to love thee more. William H. Bathurst. 188 L. M. r\ SPIRIT of the living God! ^-^ 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. 4 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record ; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord. James Montgomery. 189 8.6.8.4. /^UR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed ^-^ His tender last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, With us to dwell. 155 THE HOLY SPIRIT 2 He came in tongues of living flame, To teach, convince, subdue; All-powerful as the wind he came, As viewless, too. 3 He comes, sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing guest. While he can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 4 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. 5 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see ; O make our hearts thy dwelling place, And worthier thee! Harriet Auber. 190 C M, CPIRIT Divine, attend our prayer, *^ And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power; Come, Holy Spirit, come! 2 Come as the light : to us reveal Our sinfulness 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. is6 THE HOLY SPIRIT 4 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, With Pentecostal grace ; And make the great salvation known Wide as the human race. 5 Come as the dove, and spread thy wings, The wings of peaceful love ; And let thy church on earth become Blest as thy church above. Andrew Reed, 191 ^ S,M.D. C PIRIT of faith, come down, ^ 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. Who did for every sinner die. Hath surely died for me. 2 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 bord, my God!" 3 O that the world might know The all-atoning Lamb! Spirit of faith, descend, and show The virtue of his name. 157 THE HOLY SPIRIT The grace which all may find, The saving power, impart; And testify to all mankind. And speak in every heart. Charles Wesley. 192 8s, 7s, a ITOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness; ^ -*- Pierce the clouds of nature's night; Come, thou Source of joy and gladness, Breathe thy life, and spread thy light : From the height which knows no measure, As a gracious shower descend. Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send. 2 Author of the new creation. Come with unction and with power : Make our hearts thy habitation ; On our souls thy graces shower : Hear, O hear our supplication, Blessed Spirit, God of peace! Rest upon this congregation. With the fullness of thy grace. Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John C. Jacobi. Alt. 193 7s. a ITOLY SPIRIT, faithful Guide, ^ ^ Ever near the Christian's side; Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land ; Weary souls fore'er rejoice. While they hear that sweetest voice. Whispering softly, "Wanderer, come! Follow me, I'll guide thee home.'^ 158 THE HOLY SPIRIT 2 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear ; When the storms are raging sore. Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er, Whisper softly, "Wanderer, 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, Wondering if our names were there; Wading deep the dismal flood. Pleading naught but Jesus' blood. Whisper softly, "Wanderer, come! Follow me, I'll guide thee home." Marcus M. Wells. 194 L, M. 6L /CREATOR, Spirit! by whose aid ^-^ The world ' s foundations first were laid , Come, visit every pious mind. Come, pour thy joys on humankind : From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee. 2 O Source of uncreated light, 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. 159 THE HOLY SPIRIT 3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy ! Thou Strength of His almight}^ hand. Whose power does heaven and earth com- mand, Refine and purge our earthly parts, But O inflame and fire our hearts! Rabanus Maurus. Tr. by John Dryden. 195 7s. 6L r^ 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. 3 Tender Spirit, dwell with me ! I myself would tender be ; Shut my heart up like a flower In temptation's darksome hour, Open it when shines the sun. 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. i6o THE HOLY SPIRIT 5 Holy spirit, dwell with me ! 1 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. Thomas T. Lynch. 196 S, M» "DREATHE on me, Breath of God, ^ Fill me with life anew, That I may love what thou dost love, And do what thou wouldst do. 2 Breathe on me, Breath of God, Until my heart is pure, Until with thee I will one will. To do or to endure. 3 Breathe on me. Breath of God, Till I am wholly thine, Till all this earthly part of me Glows with thy fire divine. 4 Breathe on me. Breath of God, So shall I never die. But live with thee the perfect life Of thine eternity. Edwin Hatch. 197 lOs. CPIRIT of God! descend upon my heart; ^ Wean it from earth, through all its pulses move; Stoop to my weakness, mighty as thou art. And make me love thee as I ought to love. 12 i6i THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 2 I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies, No sudden rending of the veil of clay, No angel visitant, no opening skies ; But take the dimness of my soul away. 3 Hast thou not bid us love thee, God and King? All, all thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind ; I see thy cross ; there teach my heart to cling : O let me seek thee, and O let me find ! 4 Teach me to feel that thou art always nigh; Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear, To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh ; Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer. 5 Teach me to love thee as thine angels love. One holy passion filling all my frame ; The kindling of the heaven-descended Dove, My heart an altar, and thy love the flame. George Croly. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 198 C M» A GLORY gilds the sacred page, -^^ Majestic like the sun. It gives a Hght to every age ; It gives, but borrows none. 162 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 2 The hand that gave it still suppHes The gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise: They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. William Cowper. 199 L,M. T J PON the gospel's sacred page ^^ The gathered beams of ages shine ; And, as it hastens, every age But makes its brightness more divine. 2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight, From year to year does knowledge soar : And, as it soars, the gospel light Becomes effulgent more and more. 3 More glorious still, as centuries roll, New regions blest, new powers unfurled, Expanding with the expanding soul, Its radiance shall o'erfiow the world, — 4 Flow to restore, but not destroy ; As when the cloudless lamp of day Pours out its floods of light and joy. And sweeps the lingering mists away. John Bowring. 163 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 200 7s» 6s, D, r\ WORD of God incarnate, ^-^ 0 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 thee, her 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; 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 ; 164 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES O teach thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. William W. How. 201 C M, J-T OW precious is the book divine, -'• -'■ By inspiration given ! 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. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way. Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. John Fawcett. 202 L, M, HP HE 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. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 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 blessed 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. Isaac Watts. 203 L. M. HTHE starry firmament on high, -*- And all the glories of the sky, Yet shine not to thy praise, O Lord, So brightly as thy written word. 2 The hopes that holy word supplies, Its truths divine and precepts wise, In each a heavenly beam I see. And every beam conducts to thee. 3 Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, The moon forget her nightly tale. And deepest silence hush on high The radiant chorus of the sky ; i66 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES 4 But, fixed for everlasting years, tjnmoved amid the wreck of spheres, Thy word shall shine in cloudless day, When heaven and earth have passed away. Robert Grant. 204 C M. ll_r OW shall the young secure their hearts, ^ ^ And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rule imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find. And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light. That guides us all the day ; And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 Thy word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. Isaac Watts. 205 C. M, T AMP of our feet, whereby we trace ^^ Our path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heavenly grace. Brook by the traveler's way ; 167 THE HOLY 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 Word of the everlasting God, Will of his glorious Son ; Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? 4 Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts; And to its heavenly teaching turn. With simple, childhke hearts. Bernard Barton. 206 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. T ORD of all power and might, ^^ Father of love and light, Speed on thy word ! O let the gospel sound All the wide world around, Wherever man is found! God speed his word ! 2 Hail, blessed Jubilee! Thine, Lord, the glory be; Hallelujah! Thine was the mighty plan ; From thee the work began ; Away with praise of man! Glory to God! i68 THE CHURCH 3 Lo, what embattled foes, Stem in their hate, oppose God's holy word! One for his truth we stand. Strong in his own right hand, Firm as a martyr-band: God shield his word! 4 Onward shall be our course, Despite of fraud or force ; God is before. His words erelong shall run Free as the noonday sun ; His purpose must be done : God bless his word! Hugh Stowell. INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY THE CHURCH 207 7s. 6s. a 'T^HE church's one foundation ^ Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; She is his new creation By w^ater 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 ; 169 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 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. And the great church victorious Shall be the church at rest. 4 Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One, And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won : O happy ones and holy ! Lord, give us grace that we, Like them, the meek and lowly. On high may dwell with thee. Samuel J. Stone. 208 S. M. T LOVE thy kingdom. Lord, ^ The house of thine abode. The church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 170 THE CHURCH 3 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. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows. Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Sure as thy truth shall last. To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield. And brighter bliss of heaven. Timothy Dwight. 309 C M, /^ITY of God, how broad and far ^-^ Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are. Of every age and clime. 2 One holy church, one army strong. One steadfast high intent, One' working band, one harvest song, One King omnipotent! 3 How purely hath thy speech come down From man's primeval youth! How grandly hath thine empire grown Of freedom, love, and truth! 4 How gleam thy watch fires through the night, With never-fainting ray ! How rise thy towers, serene and bright, To meet the dawning day ! ■ 171 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 5 In vain the surge's angry shock, In vain the drifting sands ; Unharmed upon the eternal Rock, The eternal city stands. Samuel Johnson. 310 8s. 7s. D. f^ 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 may'st smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well suppty 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. 3 Round each habitation hovering. See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near! Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word cannot be broken. Formed thee for his own abode. John Newton. 172 THE CHURCH 211 8s. 7s.D, T_r EAR what God the Lord hath spoken : -'--*• O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you ; Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways ; You shall name your walls " Salvation," And your gates shall all be "Praise." 2 There, like streams that feed the garden, Pleasures without end shall flow ; For the Lord, your faith rewarding, All his bounty shall bestow. Still in undisturbed possession. Peace and righteousness shall reign; Never shall you feel oppression. Hear the voice of war again. 3 Ye no more your suns descending. Waning moons no more shall see ; But, your griefs forever ending. Find eternal noon in me : God shall rise, and, shining o'er you. Change to day the gloom of night ; He, the Lord, shall be your glory, God your everlasting light. William Cowper. 213 8. 7. 8»7.4,7. 7^ ION stands with hills surrounded, ^^ Zion, kept by power divine: All her foes shall be confounded. Though the world in arms combine ; Happy Zion, What a favored lot is thine ! 173 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 2 Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish ; Heaven and earth at last remove; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee ; Thou art precious in his sight : God is with thee, God, thine everlasting light. Thomas Kelly. 213 L«M. r^REAT God! attend, while Zion sings ^^ The joy that from thy presence springs ; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace. Nor tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day: God is our shield, he guards our way From all the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without, and foes within. 4 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey. And devils at thy presence flee ; Blest is the man that trusts in thee. Isaac Watts. 174 THE CHURCH 214 C M. /^ WHERE are kings and empires now, ^-^ Of old that went and came? But, Lord, thy church is praying yet, A thousand years the same. 2 We mark her goodly battlements, And her foundations strong; We hear within the solemn voice Of her unending song. 3 For not like kingdoms of the world Thy holy church, O God ! Though earthquake shocks are threatening her, And tempests are abroad; 4 Unshaken as eternal hills, Immovable she stands, A mountain that shall fill the earth, A house not made with hands. A. Cleveland Coxe. 215 L. M* "LJTOW pleasant, how divinely fair, -'--'■ O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! With strong desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of thy saints. 2 Blest are the saints that sit on 'high, Around thy throne of majesty; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 175 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 3 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace : Here they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 4 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. Isaac Watts. 316 L.M. A RM of the Lord, awake, awake! ^^~^ Thine own immortal strength put on! With terror clothed, hell's kingdom shake, And cast thy foes with fury down. 2 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. 3 The pain of life shall then be o'er, The anguish and distracting care ; There sighing grief shall weep no more, And sin shall never enter there. 4 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. Charles Wesley. 176 THE CHURCH 217 . L.M. A WAKE, Jerusalem, awake! ^^^ No longer in thy sins lie down ; The garment of salvation take, Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight", And hides the promise from thine eyes ; Arise, and struggle into light, The great Deliverer calls. Arise ! 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair ; Zion, assert thy liberty ; Look up, thy broken heart prepare. And God shall set the captive free. 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace. Be purged from every sinful stain. Be like your Lord, his word embrace. Nor bear his hallowed name in vain. Charles Wesley. 218 L,M. /^ OD is the refuge of his saints, ^^ When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints. Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world. Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide ; While every nation, every shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 13 177 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love, and joy, still gliding through. And watering our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, thy holy word. Our grief allays, our fear controls : Sweet peace thy promises afford. And give new strength to fainting souls, Isaac Watts. THE MINISTRY 219 7s. 6s, D, T ORD of the living harvest ■^ That whitens o'er the plain. Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain; Accept these hands to labor. These hearts to trust and love. And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. 2 As laborers in thy vineyard. Send us, O 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 Come down, thou. Holy Spirit! And fill our souls with light. Clothe us in spotless raiment. In linen clean and white ; 178 THE MINISTRY Beside thy sacred altar Be with us, where we stand, To sanctify thy people Through all this' happy land. John S. B. Monsell. 220 L.M. JESUS, the truth and power divine. Send forth these messengers of thine ; Their hands confirm, their hearts inspire, And touch their lips with hallowed fire. 2 Be thou their mouth and wisdom. Lord ; Thou, by the hammer of thy word. The rocky hearts in pieces break. And bid the sons of thunder speak. 3 To those who would their Lord embrace, Give them* to preach the word of grace ; Sweetly their yielding bosoms move, And mdt them with the fire of love. 4 Let all with thankful hearts confess Thy welcome messengers of peace ; Thy power in their report be found, And let thy feet behind them sound. Charles Wesley. 221 , L. M, TUT IGH on his everlasting throne, -■^ The King of saints his work surveys ; Marks the dear souls he calls his own, And smiles on the peculiar race. 179 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY ^ He rests well pleased their toils to see; Beneath his easy yoke they move ; With all their heart and strength agree In the sweet labor of his love. 3 See where the servants of their Lord, A busy multitude, appear; For Jesus day and night employed, His heritage they toil to clear. 4 Jesus their toil delighted sees. Their industry vouchsafes to crown ; He kindly gives the wished increase. And sends the promised blessing down. 5 O multiply thy sower's seed. And fruit we every hour shall bear ; Throughout the world thy gospel spread. Thine everlasting truth declare ! Augustus G. Spangenberg. Tr. by John Wesley. 222 CM. JESUS! the name high over all, In hell, or earth, 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. i8o THE MINISTRY 3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head ; Power into strengthless souls he speaks, And Hfe into the dead. 4 O 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 ! " 6 Happy, if with my latest breath I may but gasp his name; Preach him to all, and crv in death, "Behold, behold the Lamb!" Charles Wesley. 223 C M. T ET Zion's watchmen all awake, -"^ 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 whom the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego ; For souls that must forever live In raptures or in woe. INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 4 May they that Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see ; And watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. Philip Doddridge. 224 C M. T_J OW rich thy bounty, King of kings ! •^ ^ Thy favors, how divine! The blessings which thy gospel brings. How splendidly they shine! 2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys. Should gold and gems compare ; How mean, when set against those joys Thy poorest servants share ! 3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace Are lodged in urns of clay ; And the weak sons of mortal race The immortal gifts convey. 4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, Yet grace the victory gives ; Quickly they molder back to earth, Yet still thy gospel lives. 5 Such wonders power divine effects; Such trophies God can raise ; His hand, from crumbling dust, erects His monuments of praise. Philip Doddridge. 225 L, M. CHALL I, for fear of feeble man, "^ The Spirit's course in me restrain? Or, undismayed in deed or word. Be a true witness for my Lord? 182 THE MINISTRY 2 Awed by a-mortal's frown, shall I Conceal the word of God most high? How then before thee shall I dare To stand, or how thine anger bear? 3 Shall I, to soothe the unholy throng. Soften thy truth, and smooth my tongue, To- gain earth's gilded toys, or flee The cross endured, my Lord, by thee? 4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid ? A man ! an heir of death ! a slave To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 5 Yea, let men rage, since thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head : Since in all pain thy tender love Will still miy sure refreshment prove. John J. Winkler. Tr. by John Wesley. 226 L. M. A A rE bid thee welcome in the name Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; Come as a ser\^ant, — so he came — And we receive thee in his stead. 2 Come as a shepherd ; — guard and keep This fold from hell, and earth, and sin; Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 183 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 3 Come as an angel ; — hence to guide A band of pilgrims on their way, That, softly walking at thy side. We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray. 4 Come as a teacher — sent from God, Charged his whole counsel to declare ; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with prayer. James Montgomery. A ND let our bodies part, -^^ To different climes repair; Inseparably joined in heart The friends of Jesus are. 2 0 let us still proceed In Jesus' work below ; And, following our triumphant Head, To further conquests go ! 3 The vineyard of the Lord Before his laborers lies ; And lo ! we see the vast reward Which waits us in the skies. 4 O let our heart and mind Continually ascend. That haven of repose to find, Where all our labors end, 5 Where all our toils are o'er. Our suffering and our pain! Who meet on that eternal shore Shall never part again. Charles Wesley. 184 BAPTISM 13 LEST be the dear uniting love ^ That will not let us part ; Our bodies may far off remove, We still are one in heart. 2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, Where he appoints we go ; And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And do his work below. 3 O let us ever walk in him, And nothing know beside, " Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucified! 4 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, The same in mind and heart. Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. Nor life, nor death, can part. 5 Then let us hasten to the day Which shall our flesh restore, When death shall all be done away, And bodies part no more. Charles Wesley. BAPTISM 229 L.M. /^OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, ^^ Honor the means ordained by thee ; Make good our apostolic boast. And own thy glorious ministry. 2 Father, in these reveal thy Son ; In these, for whom we seek thy face, The hidden mystery make known. The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 185 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 3 Jesus, with us thou always art ; Effectual make the sacred sign ; The gift unspeakable impart, And bless the ordinance divine. 4 Eternal Spirit, from on high, Baptizer of our spirits thou ! The sacramental seal apply, And witness with the water now. Charles Wesley. 230 C M. C EE 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, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, Thine let our offspring be. Philip Doddridge. 331 L. M. /^ GOD, great Father, Lord, and King! ^-^ Our children unto thee we bring ; And strong in faith, and hope, and love, We dare thy steadfast word to prove. i86 BAPTISM 2 Thy covenant kindness' did of old Our fathers and their seed enfold ; That ancient promise standeth sure, And shall while heaven and earth endure. 3 Look down upon us while we pray, And visit us in grace to-day ; These little ones in mercy take And make them thine for Jesus' sake. 4 While they the outward sign receive, Wilt thou thy Holy Spirit give. And keep and help them by thy power In every hard and trying hour. 5 Guide thou their feet in holy ways : Shine on them through the darkest days : Uphold them till their life be past. And bring them all to heaven at last. E. Embree Hoss. 232 L, M. nPHIS child w^e dedicate to thee, ^ O God of grace and purity ! Shield it from sin and threatening wrong, And let thy love its life prolong. 2 0 may thy Spirit gently draw Its willing soul to keep thy law ; May virtue, piety, and truth. Dawn even with its dawning youth ! 3 We, too, before thy gracious sight, Once shared the blest baptismal rite. And would renew its solemn vow With love, and thanks, and praises, now. 187 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 4 Grant that, with true and faithful heart, We still may act the Christian's part, Cheered by each promise thou hast given, And laboring for the prize in heaven. From the German. Tr. by Samuel Oilman. 333 THE I.ORD.S SUPPER ^^ 'T^HE King of heaven his table spreads, -*- And blessings crown the board ; Not paradise, with all its joys, Could such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life are given. Through the rich blood that Jesus shed To raise our souls to heaven. 3 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here ; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 4 All things are ready, come away, Nor weak excuses frame ; Crowd to your places at the feast. And bless the Founder's name. Philip Doddridge. 334 CM. 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 agon}^ and bloody sweat, And not remember thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, 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 ! 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come. Then, Lord, remember me! James Montgomery. 235 8s. 7s-D* JESUS spreads his banner o'er us, Cheers our famished souls with food ; He the banquet spreads before us. Of his mystic flesh and blood. Precious banquet, bread of heaven. Wine of gladness, flowing free ; May we taste it, kindly given, In remembrance. Lord, of thee. 189 INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 2 In thy holy incarnation, When the angels sang thy birth ; In thy fasting and temptation, In thy labors on the earth, In thy trial and rejection, In thy sufferings on the tree. In thy glorious resurrection, May we. Lord, remember thee. RoswELL Park. 336 C M. D. T F human kindness meets return, ^ And owns the grateful tie ; If tender thoughts within us bum To feel a friend is nigh ; — O shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him who died, our fears to quell. Our more than orphan's woe ! 2 While yet his anguished soul surveyed Those pangs he would not flee. What love his latest words displayed, — " Meet and remember- me ! ' ' Remember thee ! thy death, thy shame Our sinful hearts to share ! O memory, leave no other name But his recorded there ! Gerard T. Noel. 237 JOs. TLJ ERE, O my Lord , I see thee face to face ; -■■ -*- Here would I touch and handle things unseen ; Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace, And all my weariness upon thee lean. 190 THE LORD'S SUPPER 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God; kHere drink with thee the royal wine of heaven ; Here would I la}^ aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin for- given. 3 Too soon we rise : the symbols disappear ; The feast, though not the love, is passed and gone; The bread and wine remove : but thou art here, Nearer than ever, — still my shield and sun. ^ 4 I have no help but thine, nor do I need Another arm save thine to lean upon ; It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed : My strength is in thy might, — thy might alone. 5 I have no wisdom save in him who is My wisdom and my teacher both in one ; No wisdom can I lack while thou art wise, No teaching do I crave save thine alone. 6 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. Horatius Bonar. igi INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY 238 9s. 8s. "DREAD 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 ; 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. Reginald Heber, 239 8. 8. 8. 4. "D Y Christ redeemed, in Christ restored, -^ We keep the memory adored. And show the death of our dear Lord Until he come. 2 His body, broken in our stead. Is here, in this memorial bread ; And so our feeble love is fed Until he come. 3 His fearful drops of agony. His lifeblood shed for us we see : The wine shall tell the mystery Until he come. 4 And thus that dark betrayal night. With the last advent we unite — The shame, the glory^ by this rite. Until he come. 5 Until the trump of God be heard, Until the ancient graves be stirred, And with the great commanding word The Lord shall come. T92 THE LORD'S SUPPER 6 O blessed hope ! with this elate Let not our hearts be desolate, But strong in faith, in patience wait Until he come ! George Rawson. 340 7s, 6L <^ Come, and make my path your choice ; 1 will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come. 205 THE GOSPEL 2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste. Weary pilgrim, hither haste. 3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, by fiercer anguish torn. In remorse for guilt who mourn ; 4 Hither come, for here is found Balm that flows for every wound, Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. Anna L. Barbauld. 25S L. M. I_r O ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh : •^ ^ Tis God invites the fallen race : 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 ; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye laboring, 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. Charles Wesley. 2o6 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS 259 8. 7. 8. 7. 4» 7. /^~^OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, ^ Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power: He is able. He is willing : doubt no more. 2 Now, 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 glimmering beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous, — Sinners Jesus came to call. Joseph Hart. 260 C. M. /^~~^OME, humble sinner, in whose breast ^^ A thousand thoughts revolve. Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve: 207 THE GOSPEL 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Like mountains round me close ; 1 know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess ; I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone Without his sovereign grace. 4 Perhaps he will admit my plea, , Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But, if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 5 I can but perish if I go ; I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must forever die. Edmund Jones. 361 8s. 6s. /^^OME, every soul by sin oppressed, ^-^ There's mercy with the Lord, 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. 2o8 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS 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. John H. Stockton. 263 7s. 6L A A ^EARY souls, 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. 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. 3 O 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. Charles Wesley 15 209 THE GOSPEL 263 C M, JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, Thy blessing we implore ; Open the door to preach thy word. The great, effectual door. 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save From sin and Satan's power; And let them now acceptance have, And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of souls ! thou knowest to prize What thou hast bought so dear: Come, then, and in thy people's eyes With all thy wounds appear. 4 The hardness of their hearts remove. Thou who for all hast died ; Show them the tokens of thy love. Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 5 Ready thou art the blood to apply, And prove the record true ; And all thy wounds to sinners cry, ''I suffered this for you!" Charles Wesley. REPENTANCE AND FAITH 264 S. M. r\ THAT I could repent, ^-^ O that I could believe! Thou, by thy voice omnipotent, The rock in sunder cleave. REPENTANCE AND FAITH 2 Thou, by thy two-edged sword, My soul and spirit part ; Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my stubborn heart. 3 Saviour, and Prince of Peace, The double grace bestow ; Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go : 4 Grant me my sins to feel. And then the load remove : Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pardoning love. Charles Wesley. 265 s. m. r\ THAT I could repent! ^^ With all my idols part. And to thy gracious eye present A humble, contrite heart ; 2 A heart with grief oppressed For having grieved my God ; A troubled heart that cannot rest Till sprinkled with thy blood. 3 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire ; ' With true sincerity of woe My aching breast inspire : 4 With softening pity look. And melt my hardness down ; Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone ! Charles Wesley. THE GOSPEL 266 L. M, A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, -^^ To thee a sacrifice I bring : The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 2 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. 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 4 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. Isaac Watts. 267 7s. "p\EPTH of mercy! can there be ^^ Mercy still reserved for me? 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 Now incline me to repent ; Let me now my sins lament ; Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more. REPENTANCE AND FAITH 4 Kindled his relen tings are; Me he now delights to spare ; Cries, ''How shall I give thee up?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 5 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. Charles Wesley. 268 CM. ILJ O W sad our state by nature is ! -"■ ■*■ Our sin, how deep it stains! 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 a faithful Lord." 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief : I would believe thy promise. Lord, O help my unbelief! 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood. Incarnate God, I fly: Here Jet me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm. Into thy arms I fall : Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus and my all. Isaac Watts. 213 THE GOSPEL 269 L, M, CTAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, "^ Though I have done thee such despite ; Nor cast the sinner quite away. Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have steeled my stubborn heart. And shaken off my guilty fears ; And vexed, and urged thee to depart, For many long rebellious years : 3 Though I have most unfaithful been, Of all who e'er thy grace received ; Ten thousand times thy goodness seen; Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved : 4 Yet, O, the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear To exclude me from thy people's rest. Charles Wesley. 270 L»M. CHOW pity. Lord; 0 Lord, forgive; "^ Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God! thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found. 214 REPENTANCE AND FAITH 3 O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean! Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offenses pain my eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess. Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 1 am condemned, but thou art clear. 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. Isaac Watts. 271 L, M. JESUS, 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 ; Dark, till in me thine image shine. And lost, I am, till thou art mine. 3 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. 4 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. Charles Wesley. 2I.S THE GOSPEL 272 8,8,8,6. JUST 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! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, O Lamb of God, I come ! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, heahng of the mind. Yea, all I need, in thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come! 5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; Because th}^ promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come! 6 Just as I am, thy love unknown Hath broken every barrier down ; Now, to, be thine, yea, thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come ! Charlotte Elliott. 273 L.M, 1\ /[ Y soul before thee prostrate lies ; ^^^ To thee, her Source, my spirit flies; My wants I mourn, my chains I see ; O let thy presence set me free. 2l6 REPENTANCE AND FAITH 2 Jesus, vouchsafe my heart and will With thy meek lowliness to fill ; No more her power let nature boast, But in thy will may mine be lost. 3 Already springing hope I feel, God will destroy the power of hell, And, from a land of wars and pain, Lead me where peace and safety reign. 4 One only care my soul shall know. Father, all thy commands to do ; And feel, what endless years shall prove. That thou, my Lord, my God, art love. Christian F. Richter. Tr. by John Wesley. 274 ■ L. M. /^ FOR a glance of heavenly day, ^-^ To take this stubborn heart away. And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : Of feeling, all things show some sign. But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, O Lord, an adamant would melt : But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. 4 But power divine can do the deed ; And, Lord, that power I greatly need: Thy Spirit can from dross refine. And melt and change this heart of mine. Joseph Hart. 217 THE GOSPEL A ND can I yet delay ^^^ My little all to give? To tear my soul from earth away For Jesus to receive? 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ; I can hold out no more : 1 sink, by dying love compelled, And own thee conqueror. 3 Though late, I all forsake ; My friends, my all, resign : Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, And seal me ever thine! 4 Come, and possess me whole. Nor hence again remove ; Settle and fix my wavering soul With all thy weight of love. Charles Wesley. T^ID Christ o'er sinners weep, ^-^ And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears The wondering angels see! Be thou astonished, O my soul! He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear: In heaven alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. Benjamin Beddome. REPENTANCE AND FAITH 277 CM. T^ATHER, 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 thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath! What pain, what labor, to secure My soul from endless death! 3 Surely thou canst not let me die ; O speak, and I shall live ; And here I will unwearied lie, Till thou thy Spirit give. 4 Author of faith ! to thee I lift My weary, longing eyes : O let me now receive that gift ! My soul without it dies. Charles Wesley. 278 CM. r~\ FOR that tenderness of heart ^-^ Which bows before the Lord, Acknowledging how just thou art, And trembling at thy word! 2 0 for those humble, contrite tears. Which from repentance flow; That consciousness of guilt which fears The long-suspended blow! 3 Saviour, to me in pity give The sensible distress; The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And bid me die in peace. Charles Wesley. 219 THE GOSPEL 279 7s. 6L "D OCK of Ages, cleft for me, -'^^ Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. 2 Could my tears forever flow, Could my zeal no languor know, These for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone : In my hand no price I bring ; Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death. When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. Augustus M. Toplady. Alt. 280 7s. 6L 13 Y thy birth, and by thy tears; ^ By thy human griefs and fears; By thy conflict in the hour Of the subtle tempter's power,. Saviour, look with pitying eye ; Saviour, help me, or I die. 2 By the tenderness that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the bitter tears that flowed Over Salem's lost abode, Saviour, look with pitying eye ; Saviour, help me, or I die. REPENTANCE AND FAITH 3 By thy lonely hour of prayer; By thy fearful conflict there ; By thy cross and dying cries ; By thy one great sacrifice, Saviour, look with pitying eye; Saviour, help me, or I die. 4 By thy triumph o'er the grave ; By thy power the lost to save;^ By thy high, majestic throne; By the empire all thine own, Saviour, look with pitying eye ; Saviour, help me, or I die. Robert Grant. Alt. 281 CM, T ONG have I sat beneath the sound -"^ Of thy salvation. Lord ; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 How cold and feeble is my love ! How negligent my fear! How low my hopes of joys above! How few affections there! 3 Great God ! thy sovereign aid impart To give thy word success; Write thy salvation on my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 4 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high. Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. Isaac Watts. THE GOSPEL. 282 7s» 6s. D. /^ JESUS, thou art standing ^-^ Outside the fast-closed door; In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er: Shame on us, Christian brethren, His name and sign who bear: O shame, thrice shame upon us, To keep him standing there ! 2 O Jesus, thou art knocking : And lo! that hand is scarred, And thorns thy brow encircle. And tears thy face have marred. O love that passe th knowledge, So patiently to wait! O sin that hath no equal. So fast to bar the gate ! 3 O Jesus, thou art pleading In accents meek and low, *' I died for you, my children. And will ye treat me so?" O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door : Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us nevermore. William W. How. 283 S. M. D. A H! whither should I go, -^"^ Burdened and sick and faint? To whom should I my trouble show, And pour out my complaint? REPENTANCE AND FAITH My Saviour bids me come ; Ah! why do I delay? He calls the weary sinner home, And yet from him I stay. 2 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part, Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart? Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying power display ; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. 3 I now believe in thee, Compassion reigns alone ; According to my faith, to me 0 let it. Lord, be done! In me is all the bar. Which thou wouldst fain remove ; Remove it, and I shall declare That God is only love. Charles Wesley. 284 lOs, Wl EARYof 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 near. 223 THE GOSPEL 3 The while I fain would tread the heaven- ly 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 w^ho fotind me on the deathly wild. And made me heir of heaven, the Father's child. And day by day, whereby my soul doth live. Gives me his grace of pardon, and will give. 6 O great Absolver, grant my soul m.ay 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 answ^er for me, righteous Lord; Thine all the merits, mine the great reward ; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the gold- en crown; Mine the life won, and thine the life laid down. Samuel J. Stone. 224 _ REPENTANCE AND FAITH 285 C M. A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy seat, ^^"^ Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 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. 5 O wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame. That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name! 6 "Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still; My promised grace receive;" 'Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, I can, I do believe. John Newton. 16 225 THE GOSPEL 286 L, M. 1I7AITH is a living power from heaven -'■ That grasps the promise God hath given, A trust that cannot be o'erthrown, Fixed heartily on Christ alone. 2 Faith finds in Christ whate'er we need To save or strengthen us indeed, Receives the grace he sends us down, And makes us share his cross and crown. 3 Faith in the conscience worketh peace, And bids the mourner's weeping cease ; By faith the children's place we claim. And give all honor to one name. 4 Faith feels the Spirit's kindling breath In love and hope that conquer death ; Faith worketh hourly joy in God, And trusts and blesses e'en the rod. 5 We thank thee then, O God of heaven, That thou to us this faith hast given In Jesus Christ thy Son, who is Our only fount and source of bliss. Petrus Herbert. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. PROVISIONS AND PROMISES 287 C; M* CALVATION! O the joyful sound! *^ What pleasure to our ears ! A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 226 PROVISIONS AND PROMISES 2 Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound.. 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb ! To thee the praise belongs : Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. Isaac Watts. Alt. 288 S. M. /^RACE! 'tis a charming sound, ^-^ Harmonious to the ear ; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man; And all the steps that grace display. Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown Through everlasting days; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserv^es our praise. Philip Doddridge. 227 THE GOSPEL 289 L. M. /^F Him who did salvation bring, ^^ I could forever think and sing ; Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve; Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given! Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : ' Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood ; He closed his eyes to show us God : Let all the world fall down and know That none but God such love can show. 4 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 1 drink, and yet am ever dry : Ah! who against thy charms is proof? Ah! who that loves, can love enough? Bernard of Clairvaux. Tr. by Anthony W. Boehm. 290 L. M. 1_J OW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound ^ ^ From lips of gentleness and grace. While listening thousands gathered round, And joy and gladness filled the place! 2 From heaven He came, of heaven he spoke. To heaven he led his followers' way; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke. Unveiling an immortal day. 228 I PROVISIONS AND PROMISES 3 ** Come, wanderers, to my Father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest." Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come. Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. John Bowring. 291 C M, n^HERE is a fountain filled with blood, ^ Drawn from Immanuel'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 may I, though vile as he. Wash 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. William Cowper. 22g THE GOSPEL 292 C M. /^ WHAT amazing words of grace ^-^ Are in the gospel found! Suited to every sinner's case, Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls Are freely welcome here ; Salvation, like a river, rolls Abundant, free, and clear. 3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds r Your every burden bring : Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep, celestial spring. Samuel Medley. Alt. 293 8, 5. 8, 3, A RT thou weary, art thou languid, ^^~^ Art thou sore distressed ? "Come to me," saith One, "and, coming. Be at rest." 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 labor, Many a tear." 230 J PROVISIONS AND PROMISES 5 If I still hold closely to him, What hath he at last? "Sorrow vanquished, labor 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." 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling. Is he sure to bless? ''Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs. Answer, Yes." John M. Neale. 294 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. OLOW ye the trumpet, blow! ^ The gladly solemn soimd Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 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. 3 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb ; Redemption through his blood Throughout the world proclaim: The year of jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 231 THE GOSPEL 4 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. 5 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Receive it back unbought. The gift of Jesus' love : The year of jubilee is come! Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 6 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. Charles Wesley. 295 7s. 6s. D. a /^"^OME unto me, ye weary, ^ And I will give you rest." O blessed voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts oppressed ! It tells of benediction. Of pardon, grace, and peace, Of joy that hath no ending. Of love which cannot cease. 2 "Come unto me, dear children. And I will give you light." O loving voice of Jesus, Which comes to cheer the night ! 232 I PROVISIONS AND PROMISES Our hearts were filled with sadness, And we had lost our way, But morning brings us gladness. And songs the break of day. 3 ''Come unto me, ye fainting, And I will give you life." O cheering voice of Jesus, Which comes to aid 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. 4 " And whosoever Cometh, I will not cast him out." O welcome 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! William C. Dix. 296 L. M. 6L A A rHEN time seems short and death is ^ ^ near, And I am pressed by doubt and fear, And sins, an overflowing tide, Assail my peace on every side, This thought my refuge still shall be, I know the Saviour died for me. 233 THE GOSPEL 2 His name is Jesus, and he died, For guilty sinners crucified ; Content to die that he might win Their ransom from the death of sin : No sinner worse than I can be, Therefore I know he died for me. 3 If grace were bought, I could not buy; If grace were coined, no wealth have I ; By grace alone I draw my breath, Held up from everlasting death ; Yet, since I know his grace is free, I know the Saviour died for me. George W. Bethune. 29 1 CM. pATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, ^ My Saviour and my Head, 1 trust in thee, whose powerful word Hath raised him from the dead. 2 In hope, against all human hape, Self -desperate, I believe; Thy quickening word shall raise me up. Thou shalt thy Spirit give. 3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees. And looks to that alone ; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries, " It shall be done!" 4 To thee the glory of thy power And faithfulness I give; I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live. 234 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 5 Obedient faith that waits on thee, Thou never wilt reprove ; But thou wilt form thy Son in me, And perfect me in love. Charles Wesley. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE REGENERATION AND WITNESS OF THE SPIRIT 398 L, M, A UTHOR of faith, eternal Word, -^^ 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 fulfill. 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. 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. 235 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 6 Faith lends its realizing light ; The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; The Invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye. Charles Wesley. 299 C M, A A rHY should the children of a King ^^ Go mourning all their days ? Great Comforter, descend and bring The tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal the 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. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love. The pledge of joys to come; May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, Safely convey me home. Isaac Watts. 300 S. M. D. T WAS a wandering sheep, ^ I did not love the fold, I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 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. 236 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, The Father sought his child ; He followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild ; He found me nigh to death. Famished, and faint, and lone; He bound me with the bands of love, He saved the wandering one. 3 No more a wandering sheep, I love to be controlled, I love my tender Shepherd's voice, I love the peaceful fold ; No more a wayward child, I seek no more to roam ; I love my heavenly Father's voice, 1 love, I love his home! HORATIUS BONAR. 301 6. 6. 6. 6* 8, 8, A RISE, my soul, arise; -^^^ Shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears: Before the throne my Surety stands. My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love. His precious blood, to plead; His blood atoned for all our race. And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 237 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Received on Calvary; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly plead for me : "Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, "Nor let that ransomed sinner die!" 4 The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One ; He cannot turn away The presence of his Son ; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 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. Charles Wesley. 303 L, M. 6L ISJT OW I have found the ground wherein ^ ^ Sure my soul's anchor 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 ; . Thine arms of love still open are. Returning sinners to receive. That mercy they may taste, and live. 238 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 3 O love, thou bottomless abyss, My sins are swallowed up in thee ! Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. 4 By faith I plunge me in this sea ; Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; Hither, when hell assails, I flee; 1 look into my Saviour's breast : Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 5 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. JoHANN A. RoTHE. Tr. by John Wesley. 303 S. M, TLTOW can a sinner know -"■ ^ His sins on earth forgiven? How can my gracious Saviour show My name inscribed in heaven? 2 What we have felt and seen With confidence we tell; And publish to the sons of men The signs infallible. 239 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 We who in Christ beHeve That he for us hath died, We all his unknown peace receive, And feel his blood applied. 4 Exults our rising soul. Disburdened of her load, And swells unutterably full Of glory and of God. Charles Wesley. 304 C M. D, T HEARD the voice of Jesus say, -■■ ''Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast!" I came to Jesus as I was. Weary and worn and sad; 1 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!" 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!" 240 REGENERATION AND WITNESS I looked to Jesus, and I found In him my star, my sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk, Till traveling days are done. HORATIUS BONAR. 305 L. M. INTO thy gracious hands I fall, ^ And with the arms of faith embrace ; 0 King of glory, hear my call ! O raise me, heal me by thy grace ! 2 Arm me with thy whole armor. Lord, Support my weakness with thy might ; Gird on my thigh thy conquering sword, And shield me in the threatening fight. 3 From faith to faith, from grace to grace, So in thy strength shall I go on. Till heaven and earth flee from thy face. And glory end what grace begun. Wolfgang C. Dessler. Tr. by John Wesley. 306 L, M. D, JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone. He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. The way the holy prophets went. The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 17 241 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not ; My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. The more I strove against its power, 1 felt its weight and guilt the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, "Come hither, soul, I am the way." 3 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee, as I am ; Nothing but sin have I to give ; Nothing but love shall I receive. 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." John Cennick. 307 7s, TLJ" ARK, my soul! it is the Lord ; -■■ ^ 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; Jesus speaks, he 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 mother's tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be. Yet will I remember thee. 242 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 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 faith is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is still so faint ; Yet I love thee and adore : 0 for grace to love thee more ! William Cowper. 308 L.M. T ET not the wise their wisdom boast, ^^ The mighty glory in their might. The rich in flattering riches trust, Which take their everlasting flight. 2 The rush of numerous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man ; And where is all his wisdom^ gone, When dust he turns to dust again? 3 One only gift can justify The boasting soul that knows his God ; When Jesus doth his blood apply, 1 glory in his sprinkled blood. 4 The Lord, my Righteousness, I praise, I triumph in the love divine. The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace. In Christ to endless ages mine. Charles Wesley. 243 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 309 C M, A MAZING grace! how sweet the sound, -^"^ That saved a wretch Hke me! 1 once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved ; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come; 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. 5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, ' A life of joy and peace. 6 The earth shall soon dissolve Hke snow. The sun forbear to shine ; But God, who called me here below, Will be forever mine. John Newton. 244 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 310 L. M,6L A 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? Amazing love ! how can it be That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me? 2 'Tis mystery all! the Immortal dies! Who can explore his strange design? In vain the firstborn 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, O 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, with all in him, is mine ; Alive in him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach the eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ, my own. Charles Wesley. 245 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 311 6, 6.9»D. /^ HOW happy are they, ^-^ Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above ! Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That sweet comfort was mine, When the favor divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb ; When my heart first believed, What a joy I received, What a heaven in Jesus 's name! 3 'Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know. And the angels could do nothing- more, Than to fall at his feet. And the story repeat. And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song: O that all his salvation might see ! ''He hath loved me," I cried, "He hath suffered and died. To redeem a poor rebel like me." 5 O the rapturous height Of that holy delight Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour possessed, I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fullness of God. Charles Wesley. 246 REGENERATION AND WITNESS 313 L. M. r^ HAPPY day, that fixed my choice ^-^ On thee, my Saviour and 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. 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! 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 center, 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. Philip Doddridge. 247 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE o-| O ASPIRATION AND HOPE t irr r~\ THOU, who earnest 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 bum, With inextinguishable blaze, And trembling to its source return, In humble love and fervent praise. 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. Charles Wesley. 314 C M. T) ELIGION is the chief concern ^^ Of mortals here below: May I its great importance learn. Its sovereign virtue know! 2 O may my heart, by grace renewed, Be my Redeemer's throne ; And be my stubborn will subdued. His government to own! 248 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 3 Let deep repentance, faith, and love Be joined with godly fear; And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere. 4 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; Let warm affections rise; And may I wait with strong desire To mount above the skies! John Fawcett. 315 6. 4. 6, 4. 6. 6, 4. IVTEARER, my God, to thee, ^ ^ Nearer to thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 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 ! 249 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; 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, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to thee. Nearer to thee! Sarah F. Adams. 316 C M, A S pants the hart for cooling streams, -^^ When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine ; O when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine! 3 I sigh to think of happier days. When thou, O Lord, wast nigh ; When every heart was tuned to praise. And none more blest than I. 250 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still, and thou shalt sing The praise of him who is thy God, Thy Saviour, and thy King. Tate and Brady. Alt. by Henry F. Lyte. 317 6. 4. 6. 4. 6» 6. 4. IV/rORE love to thee, O Christ, ^^^ More love to thee ! Hear thou the prayer I make, On bended knee; This is my earnest plea. More love, O Christ, to thee, More love to thee! 2 Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest; Now thee alone I seek. Give what is best: This all my prayer shall be, More love, O Christ, to thee, More love to thee ! 3 Let sorrow do its work. Send grief and pain; Sweet are thy messengers. Sweet their refrain. When they can sing with me, More love, O Christ, to thee. More love to thee! 251 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper thy praise ; This be the parting cry My heart shall raise, This still its prayer shall be, More love, O Christ, to thee. More love to thee! Elizabeth P. Prentiss. 318 8,8, 6. D, "^ HOU great mysterious God unknown, •^ Whose love hath gently led me on, E'en from my infant days, Mine inmost soul expose to view, And tell me if I ever knew Thy justifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear. And followed, with a heart sincere, Thy drawings from above. Now, now the further grace bestow. And let my sprinkled conscience know Thy sweet forgiving love. 3 Father, in me reveal thy Son, And to my inmost soul make known How merciful thou art : The secret of thy love reveal, And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell Forever in my heart ! Charles Wesley. 252 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 319 8s, 7s. r^ENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us ^^ Through this lonely vale of tears ; Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears. 2 When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in thy perfect way. 3 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near. Suffer not our hearts to languish, Siiffer not our souls to fear. 4 When this mortal life is ended, Bid us in thine arms to rest. Till, by angel-bands attended. We awake among the blest. Thomas Hastings. 320 c M. a T WANT a principle within, Of jealous, godly fear; A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near: 1 want the first approach to feel Of pride, or fond desire ; To catch the wandering of my will, And quench the kindling fire. 2 From Thee that I no more may part, No more thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart. The tender conscience, give. 253 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make! Awake my soul when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 3 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove; And let me weep my life away For having grieved thy love. O may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul, And drive me to the blood again Which makes the wounded whole ! Charles Wesley. 321 C M. JESUS, let all thy lovers shine. Illustrious as the sun: And, bright with borrowed rays divine, Their glorious circuit run. 2 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread Their light where'er they go ; And heavenly influences shed On all the world below. 3 As giants may they run their race. Exulting in their might ; . As burning luminaries, chase The gloom of hellish night. 4 As the bright Sun of righteousness, Their healing wings display ; And let their luster still increase Unto the perfect day. Charles Wesley. 254 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 322 L. M. GOD of my life, through all my days, My grateful powers shall sound thy praise ; My song shall wake with opening Hght, And cheer the dark and silent night. 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. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O, when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more. With what glad accents shall I rise . To join the music of the skies! 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. 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. Philip Doddridge. 255 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 323 Us, lOs. 'XA/'E would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen Across this little landscape of our life ; We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen For the last weariness, the final strife. 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foun- dation Whereon our feet were set with sover- eign grace : Nor life nor death, with all their agitation. Can thence remove us, if we see his face. 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see; The blessings of our pilgrimage are fail- ing: We would not mourn them, for we go to thee. 4 We would see Jesus: yet the spirit lin- gers Round the dear objects it has loved so long. And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers; Our love to thee makes not this love less strong. 256 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, And heaven appears too dim, too far away; We would see thee, thyself our hearts re- minding What thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay. 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing ; Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen, plead- ing; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night. Anna B. Warner. 334 7s. 6s. D. T^O thee, 0 dear, dear Saviour! -■' My spirit turns for rest. My peace is in thy favor, My pillow on thy breast ; Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am thine, And thou wilt never leave me, O blessed Saviour mine. 2 In thee my trust abideth. On thee my hope relies, O thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies ; 18 257 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 0 thou whose mercy found me. From bondage set me free, And then forever bound me With threefold cords to thee. 3 My grief is in the dullness With which this sluggish heart Doth open to the fullness Of all thou wouldst impart; My joy is in thy beauty Of holiness divine, My comfort in the duty That binds my life in thine. 4 Alas, that I should ever Have failed in love to thee, The only one who never Forgot or slighted me! O for a heart to love thee More truly as I ought. And nothing place above thee In deed, or word, or thought. 5 O for that choicest blessing Of living in thy love. And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above ; O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose! John S. B. Monsell. 258 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 325 6s, 4s, D* "DREAK thou the bread of life, ^ Dear Lord, to me, As thou didst break the loaves Beside the sea; Beyond the sacred page I seek thee. Lord ; My spirit pants for thee, O living Word ! 2 Bless thou the truth, dear Lord, To me, to me. As thou didst bless the bread By Galilee ; Then shall all bondage cease, All fetters fall; - And I shall find my peace, My All-in-All. Mary A. Lathbury. 326 L. M. /^ JESUS, crucified for man, ^-^ O Lamb, all-glorious on thy throne, Teach thou our wondering souls to scan The mystery of thy love unknown. 2 We pray thee, grant us strength to take Our daily cross, whate'er it be. And gladly for thine own dear sake In paths of pain to follow thee. 3 As on our daily way we go, Through light or shade, in calm or strife, O may we bear thy marks below In conquered sin and chastened life. 259 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 And week by week this day we ask That holy memories of thy cross May sanctify each common task, And turn to gain each earthly loss. 5 Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear Till at thy feet we lay it down, Win through thy blood our pardon there, And through the cross attain the crown. William W. How. 327 CM. Al/'ITH glorious clouds encompassed ^ ^ round, Whom angels dimly see, Will the Unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me? 2 Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to men impart? Answer, thou Man of grief and love, And speak it to my heart. 3 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive thee near. And my Redeemer know? 4 Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, Those wounds which all my sorrows heal, Which all my sins efface. 5 Then shall I see in his own light, Whom angels dimly see ; And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. Charles Wesley. 260 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 338 S. M* ^m'E hope in thee, O God! ^ ^ The day wears on to night ; Thick shadows lie across our world, In thee alone is light. 2 We hope in thee, O God ! The fading time is here, But thou abidest strong and true Though all things disappear. 3 We hope in thee, O God ! Our joys go one by one, But lonely hearts can rest in thee, When all beside is gone. 4 We hope in thee, O God ! Hope fails us otherwhere; But since thou art in all that is. Peace takes the hand of care. 5 We hope in thee, O God ! In whom none hope in vain ; We cling to thee in love and trust. And joy succeeds to pain. Marianne F. Hearn. 329 8s. 5s. pASS me not, O gentle Saviour, -*- Hear my humble cry ; While on others thou art calling, Do not pass me by ; Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry, While on others thou art calling. Do not pass me by. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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 I seek thy face ; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by thy grace. • 4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life for me ; Whom have I on earth beside thee ? Whom in heaven but thee? Fanny J. Crosby. 330 L, M. "1\ /r Y hope is built on nothing less iVl Tj^^aj^ Jesus' blood and righteous- ness; 1 dare not trust the sweetest frame. But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When darkness veils his lovely face I rest on his unchanging grace ; In every high and stormy gale. My anchor holds within the veil. 3 His oath, his covenant, his blood, Support me in the whelming flood ; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. 262 ASPIRATION AND HOPE 4 When he shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in him be found ; Dressed in his righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne! Edward Mote. 331 C M. JESUS, the all-restoring word, My fallen spirit's hope. After thy lovely likeness. Lord, Ah! when shall I wake up? 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. Charles Wesley. 263 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 332 8s. 7s, n^HOU my everlasting portion, -*- More than friend or life to me, All along my pilgrim journey, Saviour, let me walk with thee. Close to thee, close to thee. Close to thee, close to thee; All along my pilgrim journey, Saviour, let me walk with thee. 2 Not for ease or worldly pleasure, Nor for fame my prayer shall be ; Gladly will I toil and suffer. Only let me walk with thee. Close to thee, close to thee, Close to thee, close to thee; Gladly will I toil and suffer. Only let me walk with thee. 3 Lead me through the vale of shadows, Bear me o'er life's fitful sea ; Then the gate of life eternal. May I enter. Lord, with thee. Close to thee, close to thee. Close to thee, close to thee ; Then the gate of life eternal. May I enter. Lord, with thee. Fanny J. Crosby. 333 L. M. 6L JESUS, 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! 264 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE Thine wholly, thine alone, — I am, Be thou alone my constant flame. 2 O 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! 3 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. 4 In suffering be thy love my peace ; In weakness be thy love my power ; And when the storms of life shall cease, O Jesus, in that solemn hour, In death as life be thou my guide. And save me, who for me hast died. Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley. 334 6. 6. 4. 6* 6. 6. 4, l\/r Y faith looks up to thee, iVl 'p}^ou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray, Take all my guilt away, O let me from this day Be wholly thine! 265 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire; As thou hast died for me, O 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. 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! Ray Palmer. 335 L»M, 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 Forever closed to all but thee ; Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love forever there. 266 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 3 How blest are they who still abide Close sheltered in thy bleeding side, Who thence their life and strength derive, And by thee move, and in thee live! 4 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? 5 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." From the German. Tr. by John Wesley. 336 , L. M, IV/T Y gracious Lord, I own thy right ^^^ To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear thy dictates, and obey. 2 What is my being but for thee. Its sure support, its noblest end? 'Tis my delight thy face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend. 3 I would not sigh for worldly joy. Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. 267 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 'Tis to my Saviour T would live, To him who for my ransomi died ; Nor could all worldly honor give Such bliss as crowns me at his side. 5 His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigor is no more ; And my last hour of life confess His dying love, his saving power. Philip Doddridge. 337 7s. pRINCE of Peace, control my will; ^ Bid this struggling heart be still ; Bid my fears and doubtings cease, Hush my spirit into peace. 2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood, Opened wide the gate to God : Peace I ask, but peace must be, Lord, in being one with thee. 3 May thy will, not mine, be done ; May thy will and mine be one ; Chase these doubtings from my heart, Now thy perfect peace impart. 4 Saviour, at thy feet I fall. Thou my life, my God, my all! Let thy happy servant be One for evermore with thee! Mary A. S. Barber. 268 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 338 CM. T^O not I love thee, O my Lord? ^^ Then let me nothing love; Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 2 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear? 3 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed? Hast thou a foe, before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 4 Would not mine ardent spirit vie With angels round the throne. To execute thy sacred will. And make thy glory known ? 5 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord, But O, I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more 1 Philip Doddridge. 339 L,M. UOW 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 ? 2 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. 269 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 O 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 :- 4 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 ? 5 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. JOSIAH CONDER. 340 S. M, D. JESUS, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast 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. 2 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. 270 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 3 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 ; Forever standing on its guard. And watching unto prayer. Charles Wesley. 341 L. M, r^ THOU, who hast at thy command ^^ The hearts of all men in thy hand, Our wayward, erring hearts incline To have no other will but thine. 2 Our wishes, our desires, control ; Mold every purpose of the soul ; O'er all may we victorious prove That stands between us and thy love. 3 Thrice blest will all our blessings be, When we can look through them to thee ; When each glad heart its tribute pays Of love and gratitude and praise. 4 And while we to thy glory live. May we to thee all glory give. Until the final summons come. That calls thy willing servants home. Jane Cotterill. T *ORD, I am thine, entirely thine, ^^ Purchased and saved by blood divine ; With full consent thine I would be. And own thy sovereign right in me. 271 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of thy grace ; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 3 Thine would I live, thine would I die, Be thine through all eternity ; The vow is past beyond repeal. And now I set the solemn seal. 4 Here, at that cross where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God, Thee, my new Master, now I call, And consecrate to thee my all. Samuel Davies. 343 C M* T ORD ! when I all things would possess, ^^ I crave but to be thine ; 0 lowly is the loftiness Of these desires divine. 2 Each gift but helps my soul to learn How boundless is thy store ; 1 go from strength to strength, and yearn For thee, my Helper, more. 3 How can my soul divinely soar, How keep the shining way. And not more tremblingly adore, And not more humbly pray ? 4 The more I triumph in thy gifts, The more I wait on thee ; The grace that mightily uplifts Most sweetly humbleth me. CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 5 The heaven where I would stand com- plete My lowly love shall see, And stronger grow the yearning sweet, O holy One! for thee. Thomas H. Gill. 344 6s. 5s. D. C AVIOUR, blessed 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, or sorrow, Toil, or care, is known, Where the angel legions Circle round thy throne. 19 273 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Clearer still, and clearer, Dawns the light from heaven In our sadness bringing News of sins forgiven ; Life has lost its shadows; Pure the light within ; Thou hast shed thy radiance On a world of sin. 5 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, blessed Saviour, Find a rest at last ! 6 Onward, ever onward, Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God! Leaving all behind us. May we hasten on, Backward never looking Till the prize is won. 7 Higher, then, and higher. Bear the ransomed soul, Earthl}^ toils forgetting. Saviour, to its goal; Where in joys un thought of Saints w4th angels sing. Never weary, raising Praises to their King. Godfrey Thring. 274 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 345 L. M, 6L T^HOU hidden love of God, whose ^ height, Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows, 1 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 Is there a thing beneath the sun. That strives with thee my heart to share? Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there! Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in thee. 3 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart. To save me from low-thoughted care ; Chase this self-will through all my heart, Through all its latent mazes there ; Make me thy duteous child, that I Ceaseless may, "Abba, Father," cry. 4 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. Gerhard Tersteegen. Tr. by John Wesley. 275- THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 346 8. 7. 8- 7. 3. T ORD, I hear of showers of blessing -^ Thou art scattering full and free ; Showers, the thirsty land refreshing; Let some drops now fall on me, Even me. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father, Sinful though my heart may be ; Thou mightst leave me, but the rather Let thy mercy light on me. Even me. 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour, Let me love and cling to thee ; I am longing for thy favor ; Whilst thou'rt calling, O call me. Even me. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see ; Witnesser of Jesus' merit. Speak the word of power to me, Even me. 5 Love of God, so pure and changeless, Blood of Christ, so rich, so free, Grace of God, so strong and boundless, Magnify them all in me, Even me. Elizabeth Codner. 347 L. M, T ORD , thou hast promised grace for grace ^^ To all who daily seek thy face ; To them who have, thou givest more Out of thy vast, exhaustless store. 276 CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE 2 "Each step we take but gathers strength For further progress, till at length, With ease the highest steeps we gain, And count the mountain but a plain. 3 Who watch, and pray, ■ and work each hour Receive new life and added power, A power fresh victories to win Over the world, and self, and sin.^ 4 Help us, O Lord, that we may grow In grace as thou dost grace bestow ; And still thy richer gifts repeat Till grace in glory is complete. Samuel K. Cox. 348 7s, D. HTAKE my life, and let it be -*- Consecrated, Lord, to thee; Take my moments and my days ; Let them flow in ceaseless praise ; 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. 2 Take my voice, and let me sing, Always, only, for my King. Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from thee. Take my silver and my gold ; Not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect, and use Every power as thou shalt choose. 277 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 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. Take my love; my Lord, I pour At thy feet its treasure-store. Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for thee. Frances R. Havergal. 349 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6, 4. C AVIOUR, thy dying love ^ Thou gavest me, Nor should I aught withhold, Dear Lord, from thee ; In love my soul would bow. My heart fulfill its vow. Some offering bring thee now, Something for thee. 2 At the blest mercy seat, Pleading for me, My feeble faith looks up, Jesus, to thee ; Help me the cross to bear. Thy wondrous love declare. Some song to raise, or prayer, Something for thee. 3 Give me a faithful heart. Likeness to thee, That each departing day Henceforth may see CONSECRATION AND GROWTH IN GRACE Some work of love begun, Some deed of kindness done, Some wanderer sought and won, Something for thee. 4 All that I am and have, Thy gifts so free, In joy, in grief, through life, Dear Lord, for thee! And when thy face I see. My ransomed soul shall be, Through all eternity. Something for thee. Sylvanus D. Phelps. 350 7s. 6s. D. r^ JESUS, I have promised ^-^ To serve thee to the end ; Be thou forever near me. My Master and my Friend : 1 shall not fear the battle If thou art by my side, Nor wander from the pathway If thou wilt be my guide. 2 O 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 eyer near me. Around me and within; But, Jesus, draw thou nearer. And shield my soul from sin. 279 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 0 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 ; 0 give me grace to follow, My Master and my Friend. John E. Bode, 351 7s, T AM coming to the cross ; ^ I am poor, and weak, and blind ; 1 am counting all but dross, I shall full salvation find. I am trusting. Lord, in thee. Blest Lamb of Calvary; Humbly at thy cross I bow. Save me, Jesus, save me now. 2 Long my heart has sighed for thee, Long has evil reigned within ; Jesus sweetly speaks to me, " I will cleanse you from all sin." 3 Here I give my all to thee. Friends, and time, and earthlj^ store ; Soul and body thine to be. Wholly thine for evermore. 4 In thy promises I trust. Now I feel the blood applied, I am prostrate in the dust, I with Christ am crucified. 280 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul! Perfected in him I am ; 1 am every whit made whole : Glory, glory to the Lamb ! William McDonald. 353 S. M. T ORD, in the strength of grace, ^^ With a glad heart and free. Myself, my residue of days, I consecrate to thee. 2 Thy ransomed servant, I Restore to thee thine own ; And, from this moment, live or die To serve my God alone. Charles Wesley. ENTIRE CONSECRATION AND PERFECT LOVE 353 7s. 6s. D. T 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, beloved Saviour, Art all in all to me, And weakness will be power If leaning hard on thee. 281 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 I could not do without thee, For O, the way is long, And I am often weary, And sigh replaces song: How could I do without thee? I do not know the way; Thou knowest and thou leadest. And wilt not let me stray. 4 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 blessed Lord, like thine. Frances R. Havergal. 354 C M. r~\ FOR a heart to praise my God, ^^ A heart from sin set free, A heart that always feels thy blood So freely spilt for me ! 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek. My great Redeemer's throne ; 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 ; CONSECRATION AND LOVE 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 nature, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above. Write thy new name upon my heart. Thy new, best name of Love. Charles Wesley. 355 8s, 7s. D. T 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, 0 breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast! Let us all in thee inherit. Let us find that second rest : Take away our bent to 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 : 283 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above, Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy perfect love. 4 Finish then thy new creation, . 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. Charles Wesley. 356 C M. T ORD, I believe a rest remains ^^ To all thy people known, 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. 3 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. Charles Wesley. 284 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 357 CM* rrOREVER 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. 3 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 The atonement of thy blood apply, Till faith to sight improve. Till hope in full fruition die. And all my soul be love. Charles Wesley. 358 C M, A VTHAT is our calling's glorious hope, ^^ But inward holiness? For this to Jesus I look up ; I calmly wait for this. 2 I wait till he shall touch me clean. Shall life and power impart, Give me the faith that casts out sin. And purifies the heart. 285 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 When Jesus makes my heart his home, My sin shall all depart; And, lo! he saith, **I quickly come. To fill and rule thy heart." 4 Be it according to thy word ; Redeem me from all sin ; My heart would now receive thee, Lord ; Come in, my Lord, come in! Charles Wesley. 359 L* M, /^ THOU, to whose all-searching sight ^-^ The darkness shine th as the light, Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; O burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 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. 3 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. 4 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! 5 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. NicoLAUS L. ZiNZENDORF. Tr. by JoHN Wesley. 286 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 360 S, M, 13 LEST are the pure in heart, ^ For they shall see our God ; The secret of the Lord is theirs ; Their soul is Christ's abode. 2 Still to the lowly soul He doth himself impart, And for his temple and his throne Selects the pure in heart. 3 Lord, we thy presence seek, May ours this blessing be ; O give the pure and lowly heart, A temple meet for thee. John Keble. 361 C M. ^ "\ A rALK in the light! so shalt thou know ^ ^ That fellowship of love His Spirit only can bestow Who reigns in light above. 2 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt find Thy heart made truly his Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, In whom no darkness is. 3 Walk in the Hght ! and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed away. Because that light hath on thee shone In which is perfect day. 4 Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb No fearful shade shall wear; Glory shall chase away its gloom For Christ hath conquered there. 287 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 5 Walk in the light ! thy path shall be A path, though thorny, bright ; For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee. And God himself is light. Bernard Barton. 363 S* M. r\ COME, and dwell in me, ^-^ Spirit of power within! And bring the glorious liberty From sorrow, fear, and sin. 2 Hasten the joyful day Which shall my sins consume; When old things shall be done away, And all things new become. 3 I want the witness. Lord, That all I do is right. According to thy will and word, Well pleasing in thy sight. 4 I ask no higher state ; Indulge me but in this. And soon or later then translate To my eternal bliss. Charles Wesley. 363 C M. r^ HOW the thought of God attracts ^-^ And draws the heart from earth, And sickens it of passing shows And dissipating mirth! 288 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 2 'Tis not enough to save our souls, To shun the eternal fires ; The thought of God will rouse the heart To more subhme desires. 3 God only is the creature's home, Though rough and strait the road ; Yet nothing less can satisfy The love that longs for God. 4 O utter but the name of God" Down in your heart of hearts, And see how from the w^orld at once All tempting light departs! 5 A trusting heart, a yearning eye. Can win their way above ; If mountains can be moved by faith, Is there less powder in love? Frederick W. Faber. 364 C M, D. IV/r Y Saviour, on the word of truth ^^^ In earnest hope I live; I ask for all the precious things Thy boundless love can give. 1 look for many a lesser light About my path to shine ; But chiefly long to walk with thee, And only trust in thine. 2 Thou knowest that I am not blest As thou wouldst have me be. Till all the peace and joy of faith Possess my soul in thee ; 20 28q THE CHRISTIAN LIFE And still I seek, 'mid many fears, With yearnings unexpressed. The comfort of thy strengthening love. Thy soothing, settling rest. 3 It is not as thou wilt with me. Till, humbled in the dust, 1 know no place in all my heart Wherein to put my trust: Until I find, O Lord, in thee. The Lowly and the Meek, The fullness which thy own redeemed Go nowhere else to seek. Anna L. Waring. 365 8. 8, 6. D. r^ GLORIOUS hope of perfect love! ^^ It lifts me up to things above, It bears on eagles^ wings; It gives my ravished soul a taste, And makes me for some moments feast -With Jesus' priests and kings. 2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, I stand, and from the mountain top See all the land below : Rivers of milk and honey rise. And all the fruits of paradise In endless plenty grow. 3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Favored with God's peculiar smile. With every blessing blest ; There dwells the Lord our righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace, And everlasting rest. Charles Wesley. 290 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 366 L. M. ^ IVE 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. 2 O 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 ! 3 Cause me to walk in Christ my Way ; And I thy statutes shall fulfill. In every point thy law obey. And perfectly perform thy will. 4 O that I now, from sin released, Thy word may to the utmost prove ! Enter into the promised rest. The Canaan of thy perfect love. 5 Now let me gain perfection's height; Now let me into nothing fall. Be less than nothing in thy sight, And feel that Christ is all in all. Charles Wesley. 367 L, M, 6L T THANK thee, uncreated Sun, -'- That thy bright beams on me have shined ; I thank thee, who hast overthrown My foes, and healed my wounded mind; I thank thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 291 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 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. 3 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears; Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires ; Give to my soul, with filial fears, The love that all heaven's host inspires; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 4 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 scepter or thy rod ; What though my flesh and heart decay? Thee shall I love in endless day! JOHANN A. SCHEFFLER. Tr. by JOHN WeSLEY. 368 8. 8. 6, D. /^ LOVE divine, how sweet thou art! ^^ When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? 1 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 firstborn sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see ; They cannot reach the mystery. The length, the breadth, the height. 292 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 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 forever 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. 5 O that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast ! From care, and sin, and sorrow free. Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest! Charles Wesley. 369 ' C M* IWr Y God, accept my heart this day, ^^^ And make it always thine ; That I from thee no more may stray, No more from thee decline. 2 Before the cross of him who died, Behold, I prostrate fall; Let every sin be crucified, Let Christ be All in All. 293 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Let every thought, and work, and word, To thee be ever given ; Then life shall be thy service, Lord, And death the gate of heaven. Matthew Bridges. 370 CM. T 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 fulfill. 4 When God is mine, and I am his, Of paradise possessed, I taste unutterable bliss. And everlasting rest. Charles Wesley. 371 CM. /^ JOYFUL sound of gospel grace! ^-^ Christ shall in me appear; I, even I, shall see his face, I shall be holy here. 294 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 2 The glorious crown of righteousness To me reached out I view : Conqueror through him, I soon shall seize, And wear it as my due. 3 The promised land, from Pisgah's top, I now exult to see : My hope is full, O glorious hope ! Of immortality. 4 With me, I know, I feel, thou art ; But this cannot suffice, Unless thou plantest in my heart A constant paradise. 5 Come, O my God, thyself reveal, Fill all this mighty void : Thou only canst my spirit fill ; Come, 0 my God, my God ! Charles Wesley. 372 L. M. I_r APPY the man that finds the grace, •^ ^ The blessing of God's chosen race. The wisdom coming from above. The faith that sweetly works by love ! 2 Happy, beyond description, he Who knows, " the Saviour died for me ! " The gift unspeakable obtains. And heavenly understanding gains. 3 Wisdom divine! who tells the price Of wisdom's costly merchandise? Wisdom to silver we prefer, And gold is dross compared to her. 295 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Her hands are filled with length of days, True riches and immortal praise, Riches of Christ on all bestowed, And honor that descends from God. 5 Happy the man who wisdom gains ; Thrice happy who his guest retains : He owns, and shall forever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and Heaven, are one. Charles Wesley. 373 CM. T ET Him to whom we now belong -■^ His sovereign right assert, And take up every thankful song. And every loving heart. , 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. 3 Jesus, thine own at last receive, Fulfill our heart's desire ; And let us to thy glory live. And in thy cause expire. 4 Our souls and bodies we resign : With joy we render thee Our all, no longer ours, but thine. To all eternity. Charles Wesley. 374 7s. T OVING Jesus, gentle Lamb, ^ In thy gracious hands I am ; Make me. Saviour, what thou art ; Live thyself within my heart. ^96 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 2 Lamb of God, I look to thee, Thou shalt my example be ; Thou didst live to God alone. Thou didst never seek thine own. 3 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. Charles Wesley. 375 C M. JESUS, thine all-victorious love Shed in my heart abroad : Then shall my feet no longer rove, Rooted and fixed in God. 2 O that in me the sacred fire Might now begin to glow, Bum up the dross of base desire And make the mountains flow! 3 O that it now from heaven might fall, And all my sins consume! Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call; Spirit of burning, come! 4 Refining fire, go through my heart; Illuminate my soul; Scatter thy life through every part. And sanctify the whole. 5 No longer then my heart shall mourn. While, purified by grace, I only for his glory bum, And always see his face. 297 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 6 My steadfast soul, from falling free, Shall then no longer move, While Christ is all the world to me. And all my heart is love. Charles Wesley. 376 C M. r^ FOR a heart of calm repose ^-^ Amid the world's loud roar, A life that like a river flows Along a peaceful shore! 2 Come, Holy Spirit ! still my heart With gentleness divine ; Indwelling peace thou canst impart ; O make that blessing mine ! 3 Above these scenes of storm and strife There spreads a region fair; Give me to live that higher life. And breathe that heavenly air. 4 Come, Holy Spirit! breathe that peace. That victory make me win ; Then shall my soul her conflict cease. And find a heaven within. Author Unknown. 377 L. M- l_rOLY, 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. 2 Open my faith's interior eye : Display thy glory from above; And all I am shall sink and die, Lost in astonishment and love. 298 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 3 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. 4 Now let me gain perfection's height; Now let me into nothing fall. As less than nothing in thy sight, v And feel that Christ is all in all. Charles Wesley. 378 L. M. (~^ 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 forever sure : 2 Calmly to thee my soul looks up, And waits thy promises to prove. The object of my steadfast hope, The seal of thy eternal love. 3 That I thy mercy may proclaim, That all mankind thy truth may see, Hallow thy great and glorious name. And perfect holiness in me. 4 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! Charles Wesley. 299 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3*79 L. M* /^"^OME, Saviour, Jesus, from above! ^-^ Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; Empty my heart of earthly love, And for thyself prepare the place. 2 O 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. Antoinette Bourignon. Tr. by John Wesley. 380 8. 7, 8. 8. 7. /^ THE bitter shame and sorrow, ^-^ 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 ! 300 CONSECRATION AND LOVE 2 Yet he found me ; I beheld him Bleeding on the 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 heaven. Deeper than the deepest sea. Lord, thy love at last hath conquered ; Grant me now my supplication, — None of self, and all of thee ! Theodore Monod. 381 L. M. r^ THAT my load of sin were gone! ^-^ O that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down, To lay my soul at Jesus' feet! 2 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. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free: I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 301 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, The labor 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 pe.ace. Charles Wesley. ACTIVITY AND ZEAL COLDIERS of Christ, arise, "^ And put your armor 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. 2 Stand, then, in his great might, With all his strength endued ; But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God: That, having all things done. And all your conflicts passed, Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. 3 From strength to strength go on. Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day: 302 / ACTIVITY AND ZEAL Still let the Spirit cry, In all his soldiers, "Come," Till Christ the Lord descend from high, And take the conquerors home. Charles Wesley. 383 6s, 5s, D, QNWARD, 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! 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. 3 Like a mighty army Moves the church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod; 303 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. 4 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the church of Jesus Constant will remain; Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that church prevail; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. 5 Onward, then, ye people! Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices In the triumph-song ; Glory, laud, and honor Unto Christ the King, This through countless ages Men and angels sing. Sabine Baring-Gould. 384 6s. 5s, I2L pORWARD! be our watchword, -*■ Steps and voices joined ; Seek the things before us. Not a look behind: Bums the fiery pillar At our army,'s head ; Who shall dream of shrinking. By our Captain led? 304 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL Forward through the desert, Through the toil and fight : Jordan flows before us, Zion beams with light! 2 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! 3 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 Thought or speech a word: Forward, marching eastward Where the heaven is bright, Till the veil be lifted. Till our faith be sight I 4 Far o'er yon horizon Rise the city towers, Where our God abideth; That fair home is ours : 21 305 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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! Henry Alford. 385 7. 1. 1. 6. D. COLDIERS of the cross, arise! ^ Lo ! your Leader from the skies Waves before you glory's prize, The prize of victory. Seize your armor, gird it on ; Now the battle will be won ; See, the strife will soon be done ; Then struggle manfully. 2 Jesus conquered when he fell, Met and vanquished earth and hell ; Now he leads you on to swell The triumphs of his cross. Though all earth and hell appear, Who will doubt, or who can fear? God, our strength and shield, is near We cannot lose our cause. 3 Onward, then, ye hosts of God ! Jesus points the victor's rod; Follow where your Leader trod ; You soon shall see his face. 306 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL Soon, your enemies all slain, Crowns of glory you shall gain. Soon you'll join that glorious train Who shout their Saviour's praise. Jared B. Waterbury. 386 7s. 6s. D. C TAND up, stand up for Jesus ! *^ Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high his royal banner. It must not suffer loss : From victory unto victory 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; Your 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 you ; Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armor. Each piece put on with prayer ; Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. 307 ' • THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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. George Duffield, Jr. 387 7s. 6s. D. (~^0 forward. Christian soldier, ^-^ Beneath his banner 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; Far more are o'er thee watching Than human eyes can know. Trust only Christ, thy Captain, Cease not to watch and pray ; Heed not the treacherous voices, That lure thy soul astray. 3 Go forward. Christian soldier, Nor dream of peaceful rest. Till Satan's- host is vanquished. And heaven is all possessed; 308 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL Till Christ himself shall call thee To lay thine armor by, And wear, in endless glory, The crown of victory. Laurence Tuttiett. 388 S. M. A CHARGE to keep I have, ^^^ A God to glorify, A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. 2 To serve the present age. My calling to fulfill ; O may it all my powers engage, To do my Master's will! 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live. And O, thy serv^ant. Lord, prepare, A strict account to give! 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely. Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall forever die. Charles Wesley. 389 S. M. C OW in the morn thy seed ; *^ At eve hold not thy hand ; To doubt and fear give thou no heed. Broadcast it o'er the land. 309 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Thou knowest not which shall thrive, The late or early sown ; Grace keeps the precious germ alive, When and wherever strown: 3 And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength. The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, And the full corn at length. 4 Thou canst not toil in vain : Cold, heat, and moist, and dry. Shall foster and mature the grain For garners in the sky. 5 Thence, when the glorious end, The day of God, shall come. The angel reapers shall descend, And heaven shout, ''Harvest -home!" James Montgomery. 390 S. H. ly/TAKE haste, O man, to live, ^^^ For thou so soon must die ; Time hurries past thee like the breeze ; How swift its moments fly ! 2 Make haste, O man, to do Whatever must be done; Thou hast no time to lose in sloth, Thy day will soon be gone. 3 Up, then, with speed, and work; Fling ease and self away; This is no time for thee to sleep, Up, watch, and work, and pray ! 3T0 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 4 Make haste, O man, to live, Thy time is almost o'er; O sleep not, dream not, but arise, The Judge is at the door! HORATIUS BONAR. 391 S. M. a J THE good fight have fought," ^ O when shall I declare? The victory by my Saviour got, I long with Paul to share. 2 0 may I triumph so. When all my warfare's past; And, dying, find my latest foe Under my feet at last! 3 This blessed word be mine, Just as the port is gained, "Kept by the power of grace divine, I have the faith maintained." 4 The apostles of my Lord, To whom it first was given. They could not speak a greater word, Nor all the saints in heaven. Charles Wesley. 392 C M, VyORKMAN of God! O lose not heart, ^ ^ But learn what God is like ; And in the darkest battlefield Thou shalt know where to strike. 311 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Thrice blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field, when he Is most invisible. 3 Blest too is he who can divine Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems Wrong to man's blindfold eye. 4 Then learn to scorn the praise of men. And learn to lose with God ; For Jesus won the world through shame, And beckons thee his road. Frederick W. Faber. 393 C M. A M I a soldier of the cross, -^"^ A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause. Or blush to speak his name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize. And sailed through bloody 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? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; • I'll bear the toil, endure the pain. Supported by thy word. 312 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die: They see the triumph from afar, By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. Isaac Watts. 394 C M. DEHOLD us. Lord, a httle space ^ From daily tasks set free, And met within thy holy place To rest awhile with thee. 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. 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. 313 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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. John Ellerton. 395 C M. /^ STILL in accents sweet and strong ^^ Sounds forth the ancient word, "More reapers for white harvest fields, More laborers for the Lord!" 2 We hear the call ; in dreams no more In selfish ease we lie. But girded for our Father's work. Go forth beneath his sky. 3 Where prophets' word, and martyrs' blood, And prayers of saints were sown, We, to their labors entering in. Would reap where they have strown. 4 O Thou whose call our hearts has stirred, To do thy will we come ; Thrust in our sickles at thy word. And bear our harvest home. Samuel Longfellow. 396 CM. A WAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, -^~^ And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal. And an immortal crown. ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 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 luster boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. 5 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at thy feet I'll lay my honors down. Philip Doddridge. 397 L. M. "DEHOLD! the Christian warrior stand ^ In all the armor of his God ; The Spirit's sword is in his hand, His feet are with the gospel shod ; 2 In panoply of truth complete. Salvation's helmet on his head; With righteousness a breastplate meet. And faith's broad shield before him spread. 315 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Undaunted to the field he goes; Yet vain were skill and valor there, Unless, to foil his legion foes. He takes the trustiest weapon, prayer. 4 Thus, strong in his Redeemer's strength. Sin, death, and hell, he tramples down ; Fights the good fight, and wins at length, Through mercy, an immortal crown. James Montgomery. 398 L, M. T T may not be our lot to wield -*- The sickle in the ripened field ; Nor ours to hear, on summer eves. The reaper's song among the sheaves. 2 Yet where our duty's task is wrought In unison with God's great thought. The near and future blend in one, And whatso'er is willed, is done. 3 And ours the grateful service whence Comes, day by day, the recompense ; The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed, The fountain, and the noonday shade. 4 And were this life the utmost span. The only end and aim of man. Better the toil of fields like these Than waking dream and slothful ease. 5 But life, though falling like our grain. Like that revives and springs again ; And, early called, how blest are they Who wait in heaven, their harA^est day! John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 31^ ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 399 L. M. f^ O, labor 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? 2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for naught ; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises, — what are men? 3 Go, labor on; your hands are weak; Your knees are faint, your soul cast down ; Yet falter not ; the prize you seek Is near, — a kingdom and a crown ! HORATIUS BONAR. 400 L. M, trORTH in thy name, O Lord, I go, -"■ My daily labor 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 fulfill; In all my works thy presence find. And prove thy good and perfect will. 3 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 : 317 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 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. Charles Wesley. 401 L. M. /^ GOD, most merciful and true, ^^ Thy nature to my soul impart ; 'Stablish with me the covenant new. And stamp thine image on my heart. 2 To real holiness restored, 0 let me gain my Saviour's mind, And in the knowledge of my Lord, Fullness 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, 1 shall not in thy presence move, But breathe unutterable praise. And rapturous awe, and silent love. 5 Pardoned for all that I have done, My mouth as in the dust I hide And glory give to God alone. My God forever pacified. Charles Wesley. 318 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL ' 402 8s* 7s. D. I_JARK, the voice of Jesus calling, -tl "Who will go and work to-day? Fields are white, and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?" Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward he offers free; Who will answer, gladly saying, " Here am I, send me, send me"? 2 If you cannot cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer. You can help them at your door: If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow's mite; And the least you give for Jesus Will be precious in his sight. 3 Let none hear you idly saying, "There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you : Take the task he gives you gladly ; Let his work your pleasure be ; Answer quickly when he calleth, "Here am I, send me, send me." Daniel March. 403 * L. M, p\EFEND us. Lord, from every ill; ^^ Strengthen our hearts to do thy will ; In all we plan and all we do, Still keep us to thy service true. 319 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 O let US hear the inspiring word Which they of old at Horeb heard ; Breathe to our hearts the high command, " Go onward and possess the land! " 3 Thou who art light, shine on each soul! Thou who art truth, each mind control! Open our eyes and make us see The path which leads to heaven and thee ! John Hay. Copyright, Houghton, MiflfUn & Co. 404 C M. TJ ISE, O my soul, pursue the path , -'^ By ancient worthies trod ; Aspiring, view those holy men Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live ; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds Still fresh instruction give. 3 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious blood They conquered every foe ; ■ And to his power and matchless grace Their crowns of life they owe. 4 Lord, may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given. And ne'er forsake the blessed road That led them safe to heaven. John Needham. 320 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 405 L. M. 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. 2 True, *tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God ; That feeds the strength of eveiy saint. 3 From him, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength, Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 4 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to his abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. Isaac Watts. 406 C M. JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! Thy bounties, how complete! 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.? 23 321 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 But thou hast brethren here below. The partners of thy grace, And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou mayst be clothed and fed. And visited and cheered, And in their accents of distress My Saviour's voice is heard. Philip Doddridge. 407 R M. "DE strong! ^ We are not here to play, to dream, to drift, We have hard work to do, and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle, face it, 'tis God's gift. Be strong, be strong! 2 Be strong! Say not the days are evil — who's to blame? And fold the hands and acquiesce — O shame ! Stand up, speak out, and bravely ,. in God's name. 3 Be strong! it matters not how deep intrenched the wrong. How hard the battle goes, the day, how long; Faint not, fight on ! To-morrow comes the song. Maltbie D. Babcock. Copyright, 1901, by Charles Scribner's Sons. 322 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 408 7s. 6s. D. T EAD on, 0 King Eternal, ^^ The day of march has come ; Henceforth in fields of conquest Thy tents shall be our home. - Through days of preparation Thy grace has made us strong, And now, O King Eternal, We lift our battle song. 2 Lead on, 0 King Eternal, Till sin's fierce war shall cease, And holiness shall whisper The sweet Amen of peace ; For not with swords loud clashing. Nor roll of stirring drums ; With deeds of love and mercy ; The heavenly kingdom comes. 3 Lead on, O King Eternal, We follow, not with fears ; For gladness breaks like morning Where'er thy face appears ; Thy cross is lifted o'er us ; We journey in its light : The crown awaits the conquest; Lead on, O God of might. Ernest W. Shurtleff. 409 L. M. piGHT the good fight with all thy might, ^ Christ is thy strength, and Christ thy right ; Lay hold on life, and it shall be Thy joy and crown eternally. 323 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Run the straight race through God's good grace, Lift up thine eyes, and seek his face ; Life with its way before us Hes, Christ is the path, and Christ the prize. 3 Cast care aside, lean on thy guide ; His boundless mercy will provide ; Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove Christ is its life, and Christ its love. 4 Faint not nor fear, his arms are near ; He changeth not, and thou art dear ; Only believe, and thou shalt see That Christ is all in all to thee. John S. B. Monsell. 410 L. M. T 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 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. 3 O 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. 4 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. 324 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 5 0 fill me with thy fullness, Lord, Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, thy praise to show. 6 0 use me. Lord, use even me. Just as thou wilt, and when, and where ; Until thy blessed face I see. Thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share. Frances R. Havergal. 411 L. M, r\ MASTER, let me walk with thee ^^ In lowly paths of service free ; Tell me thy secret ; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care. 2 Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of love ; Teach me the wayw^ard feet to stay. And guide them in the homeward way. 3 Teach me thy patience ; still with thee In closer, dearer company. In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In trust that triumphs over wrong. 4 In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future's broadening way; In peace that only thou canst give, With thee, O Master, let me live. Washington Gladden. 325 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 412 7s. /^FT in danger, oft in woe, ^-^ Onward, Christians, onward go: Fight the fight, maintain the strife Strengthened with the bread of life. 2 Let your drooping hearts be glad: March in heavenly armor clad : Fight, nor think the battle long. Victory soon shall tune your song. 3 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. 4 Onward then in battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove ; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. H. KiRKE White and Frances S. Fuller-Maitland. 413 S. M, C TAND, soldier of the cross, ^ Thy high allegiance claim, And vow to hold the world but loss For thy Redeemer's name. 2 Arise, and be baptized, And wash thy sins away ; Thy league with God be solemnized, Thy faith avouched to-day. 3 No more thine own, but Christ's; With all the saints of old. Apostles, seers, evangelists. And martyr throngs enrolled. 326 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 4 In God's whole armor strong, Front hell's embattled powers: The warfare may be sharp and long, The victory must be ours. 5 O bright the conqueror's crown. The song of triumph sweet, When faith casts every trophy down At our great Captain's feet. Edward H. Bickersteth. 414 c M. a n^HE toil of brain, or heart, or hand, ^ Is man's appointed lot ; He who God's call can understand. Will work and murmur not. Toil is no thorny crown of pain, Bound round man's brow for sin ; True souls, from it, all strength may gain, High manliness may win. 2 O God! who workest hitherto. Working in all we see. Fain would we be, and bear, and do, As best it pleaseth thee. Where'er thou sendest we will go. Nor any question ask. And what thou biddest we will do. Whatever be the task. 3 Our skill of hand, and strength of limb. Are not our own, but thine ; We link them to the work of Him Who made all life divine! 327 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE Our brother- friend, thy holy Son, Shared all our lot and strife ; And nobly will our work be done, If molded by his life. Thomas W. Freckelton. 415 L.M. 6L pAITH of our fathers! living still ^ In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword : O how our hearts beat high with joy Whene'er we hear that glorious word! Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! We will be true to thee till death ! 2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, Were still in heart and conscience free: How sweet would be their children's fate, If they, like them, could die for thee ! Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! We will be true to thee till death ! 3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife : And preach thee, too, as love knows how. By kindly words and virtuous life : Faith of our fathers ! holy faith ! We will be true to thee till death ! Frederick W. Faber. 416 CM. D, 'T^HE Son of God goes forth to war, -■■ A kingly crown to gain: His blood-red banner streams afar; Who follows in his train? 328 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train. 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 climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain: O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. Reginald Heber. 417 S.M. n^EACH me, my God and King, ^ In all things thee to see, And what I do in anything. To do it as for thee. 2 To scorn the senses' sway. While still to thee I tend ; In all I do be thou the way, In all be thou the end. 329 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 All may of thee partake ; Nothing so small can be But draws, when acted for thy sake, Greatness and worth from thee. 4 If done to obey thy laws, E'en servile labors shine; Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, The meanest work, divine. 5 Thee, then, my God and King, In all things may I see ; And what I do, in anything. May it be done for thee ! George Herbert. Alt. 418 P.M. A A rE march, we march to victory, ^ ^ With the cross of the Lord before us, With his loving eye looking down from the sky. And his holy arm spread o'er us. I We come in the might of the Lord of light, A joyful host to meet him: And we put to flight the armies of night, That the sons of the day may greet him. We march, we march to victory, With the cross of the Lord before us. With his loving eye looking down from the sky. And his holy arm spread o'er us. 330 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 2 Our sword is the Spirit of God on high, Our helmet is his salvation, Our banner, the cross of Calvary, Our watchword, the Incarnation. 3 And the choir of angels with song awaits Our march to the golden Zion ; For our Captain has broken the brazen gates. And burst the bars of iron. 4 Then onward we march, our arms to prove. With the banner of Christ before us, With his eye of love looking down from above, And his holy arm spread o'er us. Gerard Moultrie. 419 R M. /^NE more day's work for Jesus, ^-^ One less of life for me ! But heaven is nearer, And Christ is dearer Than yesterday, to me; His love and light Fill all my soul to-night. One more day's work for Jesus, One less of life for me ! 2 One more day's work for Jesus! How sweet the work has been, To tell the story. To show the glory. Where Christ's flock enter in! How it did shine In this poor heart of mine ! 33^ THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 One more day's work for Jesus ! O yes, a weary day ; But heaven shines clearer And rest comes nearer, At each step of the way ; And Christ in all. Before his face I fall. 4 O blessed work for Jesus ! O rest at Jesus' feet! There toil seems pleasure, My wants are treasure, And pain for him is sweet. Lord, if I may, I'll serve another day! Anna B. Warner. 420 Us, JOs, "T" RUE-HEARTED, whole-hearted, ^ faithful, and loyal. King of our lives, by thy grace we will be ; Under the standard exalted and royal, Strong in thy strength we will battle for thee. Peal out the watchword! silence it never! Song of our spirits, rejoicing and free ; Peal out the watchword ! loyal forever ! King of our lives, by thy grace we will be. 2 True-hearted, whole-hearted, fullest al- legiance Yielding henceforth to our glorious King ; Valiant endeavor and loving obedience, Freely and joyously now would we bring. 332 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 3 True-hearted, whole-hearted, Saviour all-glorious ! Take thy great power and reign there alone, Over our wills and affections victorious, Freely surrendered and wholly thine own. Frances R. Havergal. 421 S, M. 13 EJOICE, ye pure in heart! '*-^ Rejoice, give thanks and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 2 Bright youth, and snow-crowned age. Strong men and maidens meek : Raise high your free, exulting song! God's wondrous praises speak! 3 With all the angel choirs. With all the saints of earth. Pour out the strains of joy and bliss. True rapture, noblest mirth! 4 Your clear hosannas raise, And alleluias loud! ,► Whilst answering echoes upward float, ' Like wreaths of incense cloud. 5 Yes, on through life's long path! Still chanting as ye go ; From youth to age, by night and day. In gladness and in woe. - 333 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 6 Still lift your standard high! Still march in firm array ! As warriors through the darkness toil, Till dawns the golden day! 7 At last the march shall end ; The wearied ones shall rest ; The pilgrims find their Father's house, Jerusalem the blest. 8 Then on, ye pure in heart! Rejoice, give thanks, and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! Edward H. Plumptre, 422 7s, 6s, D, A A rORK, for the night is coming, ^ ^ Work through the morning hours Work, while the dew is sparkling. Work 'mid springing flowers ; Work when the day grows brighter. Work in the glowing sun; Work, for the night is coming. When man's work is done. 2 Work, for the night is coming, Work through the sunny noon ; Fill brightest hours with labor, Rest comes sure and soon. Give every flying minute Something to keep in store : Work, for the night is coming. When man works no more. 334 ACTIVITY AND ZEAL 3 Work, for the night is coming, Under the sunset skies; While their bright tints are glowing. Work, for daylight flies. Work till the last beam fadeth, Fadeth to shine no more ; Work while the night is darkening, When man's work is o'er. Annie L. Coghill. 423 L. M. AIT HERE cross the crowded ways of life, ^^ Where sound the cries of race and clan. Above the noise of selfish strife. We hear thy voice, O Son of man! 2 In haunts of wretchedness and need, On shadowed thresholds dark with fears, From paths where hide the lures of greed, We catch the vision of thy tears. 3 From tender childhood's helplessness, From woman's grief, man's burdened toil, From famished souls, from sorrow's stress, Thy heart has never known recoil. 4 The cup of water given for thee Still holds the freshness of thy grace ; Yet long these multitudes to see The sweet compassion of thy face. 5 0 Master, from the mountain side, Make haste to heal these hearts of pain, Among these restless throngs abide, O tread the city's streets again, 335 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 6 Till sons of men shall learn thy love And follow where thy feet have trod : Till glorious from thy heaven above Shall come the city of our God. F. Mason North. 424 C M. r^ FOR a faith that will not shrink, ^-^ Though pressed by every 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 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread frown. Nor heeds its scornful smile ; That seas of trouble cannot drown. Nor Satan's arts beguile ; 5 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. 6 Lord, give me such a faith as this. And then, whate'er may come, I'll taste, e'en now, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home. William H. Bathurst. 336 TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS 425 L. M. T3ESET with snares on every hand, ^ In Hfe's uncertain path I stand: Saviour divine, diffuse thy light. To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving, treacherous heart To fix on Mary's better part. To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; Secure, when mortal comforts flee. To find ten thousand worlds in thee. Philip Doddridge. 426 C M. 1\ /T Y span of life will soon be done, IVl q^j^g passing moments say; As lengthening shadows o'er the mead Proclaim the close of day. 2 O that my heart might dwell aloof From all created things, And learn that wisdom from above Whence true contentment springs! 23 337 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Courage, my soul! thy bitter cross, In every trial here, Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, But shall not enter there. 4 Courage, my soul, on God rely, Deliverance soon will come : A thousand ways has Providence To bring believers home. Frances M. Cowper. /^UT of the depths to thee I cry, ^-^ Whose fainting footsteps trod The paths of our humanity. Incarnate Son of God ! 2 Thou Man of grief, who once apart Didst all our sorrows bear, — The trembling hand, the fainting heart. The agony, and prayer! 3 Is this the consecrated dower, Thy chosen ones obtain. To know thy resurrection power Through fellowship of pain? 4 Then, O my soul, in silence wait; Faint not, O faltering feet ; Press onward to that blest estate. In righteousness complete. 5 Let faith transcend the passing hour. The transient pain and strife. Upraised by an immortal power, — The power of endless life. Elizabeth E. Marcy. 338 TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS 428 C M. 1\ /TUST Jesus bear the cross alone, ^^^ And all the world go free? No, there's a cross for everyone, And there's a cross for me. 2 How happy are the saints above, Who once went sorrowing here! But now they taste unmingled love. And joy without a tear. 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, Till death shall set me free ; And then go home my crown to wear. For there's a crown for me. Thomas Shepherd. Alt. V/'E ser\^ants of the Lord, ^ Each in his office wait. Observant of his heavenly word. And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright. And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in his sight. For awful is his name. 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command: And while we speak he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand. And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see. And be with honor "crowned. Philip Doddridge. 339 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 430 10, 10, 10, POR all the saints, who from their labors -'■ rest, Who thee by faith before the world con- fessed, Thy name, O Jesus, be forever blessed. Hallelujah, Hallelujah!' 2 Thou w^ast their rock, their fortress, and their might ; Thou, Lord, their captain in the well- fought fight ; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true light. Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 3 O 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. Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 4 0 blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine ; Yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. Hallelu j ah , Halleluj ah ! 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. Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 340 TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS 6 The golden evening brightens in the west ; Soon , soon to faithful warriors come s thy rest ; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 7 Butlo,therebreaksayetmoregloriousday ; The saints triumphant rise in bright array ; The King of glory passes on his way. Hallelujah, Hallelujah! 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 Ghost, " Hallelujah, Hallelujah ! " William W. How. 431 6s. 5s. D. N the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me ; Lest by base denial, I depart from thee. When thou see'st me waver, With a look recall, Nor for fear or favor Suffer me to fall. 2 With forbidden pleasures Would this vain world charm ; Or its sordid treasures Spread to work me harm ; Bring to my remembrance Sad Gethsemane, Or, in darker semblance, Cross-crowned Calvary. 341 I THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Should thy mercy send me Sorrow, toil, and woe; Or should pain attend me . On my path below ; Grant that I may never Fail thy hand to see ; Grant that I may ever Cast my care on thee. 4 When my last hour cometh, Fraught with strife and pain, When my dust retumeth To the dust again ; On thy truth relying, Through that mortal strife, Jesus, take me, dying. To eternal life. James Montgomery. Alt. by Frances A. Hutton. 432 8* 8, 6, D. /^~^OME on, my partners in distress, ^-^ My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel ; 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. 342 TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS 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 blessed, 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 the heavenly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light. Charles Wesley. 433 L. M. uT^AKE up thy cross," the Saviour said, ^ "If thou wouldst my disciple be; Deny thyself, the world forsake. And humbly follow after me." 2 Take up thy cross ; let not its weight Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; His strength shall bear thy spirit up, And brace thy heart and nerve thine arm. 3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame; Nor let thy foolish pride rebel ; Thy Lord for thee the cross endured, To save thy soul from death and hell. 343 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ; Nor think till death to lay it down ; For only he who bears the cross May hope to wear the glorious crown. Charles W. Everest. TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 434 L. M. r\ SOMETIMES the shadows are deep, ^-^ And rough seems the path to the goal, And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep Like tempests down over the soul ! O then to the Rock let me fly, To the Rock that is higher than I ! 2 O sometimes how long seems the day. And sometimes how weary my feet ; But toiling in life's dusty way, The Rock's blessed shadow, how sweet! 3 O near to the Rock let me keep, If blessings or sorrows prevail; Or climbing the mountain way steep. Or walking the shadowy vale. E. Johnson. 435 S. M. /^OMMIT thou all thy griefs ^ And ways into His hands. To his sure trust and tender care Who earth and heaven commands; 2 Who points the clouds their course. Whom winds and seas obey. He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. 344 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 3 Thou on the Lord rely, So, safe, shalt thou go on; Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, So shall thy work be done. 4 No profit canst thou gain By self -consuming care ; * To him commend thy cause ; his ear Attends the softest prayer. 5 Thy everlasting truth, Father, thy ceaseless love. Sees all thy children's wants, and knows What best for each will prove. 6 Thou everywhere hast sway. And all things serve thy might ; Thy every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley. 436 L, M. T SHALL not want : in deserts wild -*- Thou spread 'st thy table for thy child ; While grace in streams for thirsting souls. Through earth and heaven forever rolls. 2 I shall not want : my darkest night Thy loving smile shall fill with light ; While promises around me bloom, And cheer me with divine perfume. 345 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 I shall not want : thy righteousness My soul shall clothe with glorious dress ; My blood-washed robe shall be more fair Than garments kings or angels wear. 4 I shall not want : whate'er is good, Of daily bread or angels' food, Shall to my Father's child be sure, So long as earth and heaven endure. Charles F. Deems. 437 S.M. r^ IVE to the winds thy fears ; ^-^ Hope, and be undismayed : God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears ; - God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms. He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Still heavy is thy heart? Still sink thy spirits down? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, And every care be gone. 4 What though thou rulest not? Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 5 Leave to his sovereign sway To choose and to command ; So shalt thou, wondering, own his way, How wise, how strong his hand! 346 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 6 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought That caused thy needless fear. Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley. 438 7s, "p\AY by day the manna fell: ^^ O to learn this lesson well! 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 aw^ay ; 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. 4 Thou my daily task shalt give : Day by day to thee I live ; So shall added years fulfill. Not my own, my Father's will, JOSIAH CONDER. 439 L. M, T ORD, how secure and blest are they ^ Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ! Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heaven and peace within. 347 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, Made up of innocence and love ; And soft and silent as the shades, Their nightly minutes gently move. 3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, But fly not half so swift away : Their souls are ever bright as noon, And calm as summer evenings be. 4 How oft they look to the heavenly hills, Where groves of living pleasure grow ; And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles, Sit undisturbed upon their brow ! 5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, But spend the day, and share the night, In numbering o'er the richer joys That Heaven prepares for their delight. Isaac Watts. 440 C M. A l^rHEN I can read my title clear ^ * To mansions in the skies, 1 bid farewell to every fear. And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And fiery darts be hurled. Then I can smile at Satan's rage. And face a frowning world. 348 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 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' I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest. And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. Isaac Watts. 441 CM. T 'M not ashamed to own my Lord, ^ Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word. The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name ; His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands. Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face. And in the New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. Isaac Watts. 349 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE r^ IT is hard to work for God, ^^ To rise and take his 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 in 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 But right is right, since God is God ; And right the day must win ; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin ! Frederick W. Faber. 443 L. M, JESUS, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of 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. 350 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, Bright Morning-Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No ; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away; No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; And O, may this my glory be. That Christ is not ashamed of me ! Joseph Grigg. Alt. by Benjamin Francis. 444 L. M. ]\ /r Y hope, my all, my Saviour thou, ^^^ To thee, lo, now my soul I bow! I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 1 find thee. Saviour, in my heart. 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way ; Protect me through my life's short day: In all my acts may wisdom guide. And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 3 In fierce temptation's darkest hour. Save me from sin and Satan's power;" Tear every idol from thy throne. And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 351 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 My suffering time shall soon be o'er; Then shall I sigh and weep no more , My ransomed soul shall soar away, To sing thy praise in endless day. Author Unknown. 445 8, 8, 6» D, ■pEAR not, O little flock, the foe ^ Who madly seeks your overthrow ; Dread not his rage and power ; What though your courage sometimes faints ? His seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour. 2 Fear not, be strong! your cause belongs To him who can avenge your wrongs ; Leave all to him, your Lord : Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, Salvation shall for you arise ; He girdeth on his sword ! 3 As true as God's own promise stands, Not earth nor hell with all their bands Against us shall prevail; The Lord shall mock them from his throne ; God is with us ; we are his own ; Our victory cannot fail ! 4 Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer! Great Captain, now thine arm make bare , Thy church with strength defend ; So shall thy saints and martyrs raise A joyful chorus to thy praise, Through ages without end. GusTAVUs Adolphus, in prose. Jacob Fabricius. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 352 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 446 S. M. TF, on a quiet sea, ^ Toward heaven we calmly sail, With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, We'll own the favoring gale. 2 But should the surges rise, And rest delay to come. Blest be the tempest, kind the storm, Which drives us nearer home. 3 Soon "shall our doubts and fears All yield to thy control ; Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state. To make thy will our own ; And when the joys of sense depart, To live by faith alone. Augustus M. Toplady. Alt. 447 C M. ^A /"E journey through a vale of tears, * ^ By many a cloud o'ercast ; And worldly cares and worldly fears, Go with us to the last. 2 Not to the last ! Thy word hath said, Could we but read aright, '' Poor pilgrim, lift in hope thy head. At eve it shall be light!'' 24 353 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Though earthborn shadows now may shroud Thy thorny path awhile, God's blessed word can part each cloud, And bid the sunshine smile. 4 Only believe, in living faith, His love and power divine ; And ere thy sun shall set in death. His light shall round thee shine. 5 When tempest clouds are dark on high, His bow of love and peace Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky, A pledge that storms shall cease. 6 Hold on thy way, with hope unchilled, By faith and not by sight. And thou shalt own his word fulfilled, ^ "At eve it shall be light." Bernard Barton. 448 7s. 6s. D. r~^ OD is my strong salvation ; ^^ What foe have I to fear? In darkness and temptation, My light, my help, is near: Though hosts encamp around me, Firm in the fight I stand ; What terror can confound me. With God at my right hand? 2 Place on the Lord reliance ; My soul, with courage wait; His truth be thine affiance, When faint and desolate; 354 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE His might thy heart shall strengthen, His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy days shall lengthen ; The Lord will give thee peace. James Montgomery. 449 S, M, 1\ /r Y times are in thy hand : ^^^ My God, I wish them there ; My life, my friends, my soul, I leave Entirely to thy care. 2 My times are in thy hand. Whatever they may be ; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to thee. 3 My times are in thy hand ; Why should I doubt or fear? My Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 My times are in thy hand, Jesus, the crucified! The hand my cruel sins had pierced Is now my guard and guide. 5 My times are in thy hand ; I'll always trust in thee; And, after death, at thy right hand I shall forever be. William F. Lloyd. 355 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 450 C M. T LITTLE see, I little know, ^ Yet can I fear no ill ; He who hath guided me till now Will be my leader still. 2 No burden yet was on me laid Of trouble or of care. But he my trembling step hath stayed, And given me strength to bear. 3 I know not what beyond may lie. But look, in humble faith, Into a larger life to die. And find new birth in death. 4 He will not leave my soul forlorn; I still must find him true, Whose mercies have been new each mom And every evening new. 5 Upon his providence I lean, As lean in faith I must ; The lesson of my life hath been A heart of grateful trust. 6 And so my onward way I fare With happy heart and calm. And mingle with my daily care The music of my psalm. Frederick L. Hosmer. 451 8s, 4s. ly/TY bark is wafted to the strand ^^^ By breath divine. And on its helm there rests a hand Other than mine. 356 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 2 One who was known in storms to sail I have on board ; Above the roaring of the gale 1 hear my Lord. 3 Safe to the land ! safe to the land ! The end is this, And then with him go hand in hand, Far into bliss. Henry Alford. 4.52 7s, 6s, D, T N heavenly love abiding, ^ No change my heart shall fear; And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid, But God is round about me. And can I be dismayed? 2 Wherever he may guide me. No want shall turn me back ; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack. His wisdom ever waketh. His sight is never dim, He knows the way he taketh. And I will walk with him. 3 Green pastures are before me, Which yet I have not seen ; Bright skies will soon be o'er me, Where darkest clouds have been. 357 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE My hope I cannot measure, My path to life is free, My Saviour has my treasure, And he will walk with me. Anna L. Waring. 453 6. 4. 6. 4. 6, 6, 4. IVJO, not despairingly ^ ^ Come I to Thee ; No, not distrustingly Bend I the knee: Sin hath gone over me, Yet is this still my plea, Jesus hath died. 2 Ah! mine iniquity Crimson has been, Infinite, infinite Sin upon sin ; Sin of not loving thee, Sin of not trusting thee. Infinite sin. 3 Lord, I confess to thee Sadly my sin; All I am tell I thee, All I have been : Purge thou my sin away, Wash thou my soul this day ; Lord, make me clean. 4 Faithful and just art thou. Forgiving all; Loving and kind art thou When poor ones call: 358 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE Lord, let the cleansing blood, Blood of the Lamb of God, Pass o'er my soul. 5 Then all is peace and light This soul within. Thus shall I walk with thee, The loved Unseen ; Leaning on thee, my God, Guided along the road, Nothing between. HORATIUS BONAR. 454 7s, 6s. D. COMETIMES a light surprises "^ The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises With healing on 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. Let the unknown to-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 ; 359 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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 Their wonted fruit should bear, Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there ; • Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice ; For while in him confiding. I cannot but rejoice. William Cowper. 455 C M, \\T HEN musing sorrow weeps the past, ^ ^ And mourns the present pain, 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; 'Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still : 3 It is that heaven-bom faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise. And lose herself in sight : 4 It is that hope with ardor glows. To see Him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. 360 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 5 O let me wing my hallowed flight From earthborn woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share! Gerard T. NoeLc in\EEM not that they are blest alone -*-^ Whose days a peaceful tenor keep ; The anointed Son of God makes known A blessing for the eyes that weep. 2 The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears ; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. 3 There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. 4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny, Though with a pierced and broken heart, And spumed of men, he goes to die. 5 For God has marked each sorrowing day, And numbered every secret tear; And heaven's long age of bliss shall pay For all his children suffer here. William C. Bryant. Copyright, D. Appleton & Co. 457 L.M. /^ LOVE divine, that stooped to share ^-^ Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear! On thee we cast each earthborn care ; We smile at pain while thou art near. 361 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown 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, forever dear; Content to suffer while we know. Living and dying, thou art near! Oliver W. Holmes. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 458 8s, 7s, D, JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow thee ; Destitute, despised, forsaken. Thou, from hence, my all shalt be: Perish every fond ambition. All I've sought, and hoped, and known; Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me. They have left my Saviour, too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me ; Thou art not, like man, .untrue ; And, while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might. Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; Show thy face, and all is bright. 362 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 3 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. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. 4 Haste thee 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. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, * Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Henry F. Lyte. 459 L;m. 6L T EADER of faithful souls, and Guide ^ Of all that travel to the sky, Come and with us, e'en us, abide. Who would on thee alone rely; On thee alone our spirits stay. While held in life's uneven way. 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, This earth, we know, is not our place ; But hasten through the vale of woe, And, restless to behold thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 We've 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: Our labor this, our only aim. To find the new Jerusalem. 5 Through thee, who all our sins hast borne. Freely and graciously forgiven. With songs to Zion we return, Contending for oxxv native heaven ; That palace of our glorious King, We find it nearer while we sing. 6 Paised by the breath of love divine, We urge our way with strength renewed ; The church of the firstborn to join, We travel to the mount of God ; With joy upon our heads arise. And meet our Saviour in the skies. Charles Wesley. 460 JO. 4. JO. 4. JO. JO. T BAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling ^ Lead thou me on! [gloom. 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. 364 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 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 mom those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile! John H. Newman. 461 Us. HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 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. 365 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 " Fear not, I am with thee, 0 be not dis- mayed, For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 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 woe shall not thee overflow ; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5 "When through fiery trials thy path- way shall lie. My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply, The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6 "E'en dowm to old age all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 7 "The soul that on Jesus still leans for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake!" George Keith. 366 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 462 Us* iOs. /^^OME unto Me, when shadows darkly ^ gather, When the sad heart is weary and dis- tressed, Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father, Come unto me, and I will give you rest. 2 Large are the mansions in thy Father's dwelling. Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim; Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling. Soft are the tones which raise the heav- enly hymn. 3 There, like an Eden blossoming in glad- ness, Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed; Come unto me, all ye who droop in sadness. Come unto me, and I will give you rest. Catherine H. Esling. 463 7s. D. JESUS, Lover of my soul. Let me to thy bosom fly. While the nearer waters roll. While the tempest still is high ! Hide me, O my Saviour, hide. Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last ! 367 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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 ; Cover my defenseless 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. 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 Jthee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Charles Wesley. 464 7s, 6s. C LOWLY, slowly darkening ^ The evening hours roll on ; And soon behind the cloudland Will sink my setting sun. 368 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 2 Around my path life's mysteries Their deepening shadows throw ; And as I gaze and ponder, They dark and darker grow. 3 But there's a voice above me Which says, "Wait, trust, and pray; The night will soon be over, And light will come with day." 4 Father! the light and darkness Are both alike to thee; Then to thy waiting servant, • Alike they both shall be. 5 The great unending future, I cannot pierce its shroud ; Yet nothing doubt, nor tremble, God's bow is on the cloud. 6 To him I yield my spirit ; On him I lay my load ; Fear ends with death ; beyond it I nothing see but God. 7 Thus moving towards the darkness I calmly wait his call, Now seeing, fearing — nothing; But hoping, trusting — all! Samuel Greg. 465 C. M. 6L ■pATHER, I know that all my life -*- Is portioned out for me ; The changes that are sure to come I do not fear to see ; I ask thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing thee. 25 369 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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 sympathize. 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; 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 And if some things I do not ask Among my blessings be, I'd have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to thee ; More careful, not to serve thee much, But please thee perfectly. 370 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 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 one of liberty. Anna L. Waring. Alt. 466 L. M. 61. T^HOU hidden Source of calm repose, ^ Thou all-sufficient Love divine, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am while thou art mine : And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, 1 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 great name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 3 Jesus, 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 : 4 In want my plentiful supply ; In weakness my almighty power; In bonds my perfect liberty ; My light in Satan's darkest hour; In grief my joy unspeakable ; My life in death, — my all in all. Charles Wesley. 371 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 467 7s, 6s.D, T KNOW no life divided, ^ O Lord of life, from thee ; In thee is. life provided For all mankind and me: 1 know no death, O Jesus, Because I live in thee ; Thy death it is which frees us From death eternally. 2 I fear no tribulation. Since, whatsoe'er it be, It makes no separation Between my Lord and me. If thou, my God and teacher, Vouchsafe to be my own, Though poor, I shall be richer Than monarch on his throne. 3 If, while on earth I wander. My heart is light and blest. Ah, what shall I be yonder, In perfect peace and rest? O blessed thought ! in dying We go to meet the Lord, Where there shall be no sighing, A kingdom our reward. Carl J. P. Spitta. Tr. by Richard Massie. 468 7s. /^AST thy burden on the Lord, ^-^ Only lean upon his word ; Thou shalt soon have cause to bless His eternal faithfulness. 372 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 2 Ever in the raging storm Thou shalt see his cheering form, Hear his pledge of coming aid : "It is I, be not afraid." 3 Cast thy burden at his feet ; Linger at his mercy seat : He will lead thee by the hand Gently to the better land. 4 He will gird thee by his power, In thy weary, fainting hour: Lean, then, loving, on his word; Cast thy burden on the Lord. Author Unknown. 469 7s. D. T ORD of earth, thy forming hand ^^ Well this beauteous frame hath planned — Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in his power : Yet amidst this scene so fair, Should I cease thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me? Whom have I on earth but thee? 2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight Shines a world of purer light ; There in love's unclouded reign. Severed friends shall meet again: O that world is passing fair! Yet, if thou wert absent there. What were all its joys to me? Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 373 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Lord of earth and heaven, my breast Seeks in thee its only rest ; 1 was lost ; thy accents mild Homeward lured thy wandering child: O if once thy smile divine Ceased upon my soul to shine, What were earth or heaven to me? Whom have I in each but thee? Robert Grant. 470 CM* T ORD, it belongs not to my care ^ Whether I die or live ; 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 hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For, if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be ? 5 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. Richard Baxter. 374 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 471 S, M. TESUS, my Truth, my Way, J My sure, unerring Light, On thee my feeble steps I stay, Which thou wilt guide aright. 2 My Wisdom and my Guide, My Counselor thou art ; 0 never let me leave thy side, Or from thy paths depart ! 3 I lift mine eyes to thee, Thou gracious, bleeding Lamb, That I may now enlightened be. And never put to shame. 4 Never will I remove Out of thy hands my cause; But rest in thy redeeming love. And hang upon thy cross. 5 Teach me the happy art In all things to depend On thee ; O never. Lord, depart, But love me to the end ! Charles Wesley. T BOW my forehead in the dust, -■' I veil mine eyes for shame, And urge, in trembling self -distrust, A prayer without a claim. No offering of mine own I have, Nor works my faith to prove ; 1 can but give the gifts He gave. And plead his love for love ! 375 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 I dimly guess, from blessings known, Of greater out of sight ; And, with the chastened psalmist, own His judgments too are right. And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, But strengthen and sustain. 3 I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies. And so beside the silent sea I wait the muffled oar: No harm from him can come to me On ocean or on shore. 4 I know not where his islands lift Their f ronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond his love and care. And thou, O Lord, by whom are seen Thy creatures as they be, Forgive me if too close I lean My human heart on thee. John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 473 8. 6. 8, 6, 8, 8. T LOOK to Thee in every need, ^ And never look in vain; I feel thy strong and tender love, And all is well again : The thought of thee is mightier far Than sin and pain and sorrow are. 376 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 2 Discouraged in the work of life, Disheartened by its load, Shamed by its failures or its fears, I sink beside the road : But let me only think of thee, And then new heart springs up in me. 3 Thy calmness bends serene above, My restlessness to still ; Around me flows thy quickening life, To nerve my faltering will ; Thy presence fills my solitude ; Thy providence turns all to good. 4 Embosomed deep in thy dear love, Held in thy law, I stand ; Thy hand in all things I behold, And all things in thy hand ; Thou leadest me by unsought ways. And turn'st my mourning into praise. Samuel Longfellow. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. /^UR highest joys succeed our griefs, ^-^ And peace is bom of pain ; Smiles follow bitter blinding tears. As sunshine follows rain. 2 We gain our rest through weariness, From bitter draw the sweet : Strength comes from weakness, hope from fear, And victory from defeat. 377 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 We reap where we have sown the seed ; Gain is the fruit of loss ; Life springs from death and, at the end, The crown succeeds the cross. Author Unknown. 475 lOs, T EAD us, O Father, in the paths of ^^ peace ; Without thy guiding hand we go astray, And doubts appall, and sorrows still in- crease ; Lead us through Christ, the true and liv- ing 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. 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. William H. Burleigh. 378 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 476 L. M. 6L T EAVE God to order all thy ways, ^^ And hope in him whate'er betide ; Thou 'It find him, in the evil days, Thine all-sufficient strength and guide. Who trusts in God's unchanging love Builds on the rock that naught can move ! 2 Only thy restless heart keep still, And wait in cheerful hope, content To take whate'er his gracious will, His all-discerning love hath sent ; Nor doubt our inmost wants are known To him who chose us for his own. 3 He knows when jo^^ful hours are best. He sends them as he sees it meet. When thou hast borne the fiery test, And now art freed from all deceit, He comes to thee all unaware. And makes thee own his loving care. 4 Sing, pray, and sw^erve not from his ways; But do thine own part faithfully. Trust his rich promises of grace. So shall they be fulfilled in thee. God never yet forsook at need The soul that trusted him indeed. Georg Neumark. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 477 L,M. IVT OT always on the mount may we ^ ^ Rapt in the heavenly vision be ; The shores of thought and feeling know The Spirit's tidal ebb and flow. 379 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Lord, it is good abiding here We cry, the heavenly presence near; The vision vanishes, our eyes Are lifted into vacant skies ! 3 Yet hath one such exalted hour, Upon the soul redeeming power. And in its strength through after days We travel our appointed ways ; 4 Till all the lowly vale grows bright, Transfigured in remembered light. And in untiring souls we bear The freshness of the upper air. 5 The mount for vision, — ^but below The paths of daily duty go, And nobler life therein shall own The pattern on the mountain shown. Frederick L. Hosmer. 478 8, 8, 8. 6. /^ HOLY Saviour, Friend unseen, ^^ Since on thine arm thou bidd'st me lean. Help me, throughout life's changing scene, By faith to cling to thee. 2 What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and hopes remove ; With patient, uncomplaining love, Still would I cling to thee. 3 Though oft I seem to tread alone Life's dreary waste, with thorns o'ergrown. Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone,- Still whispers, *' Cling to me ! " 380 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 4 Though faith and hope are often tried, 1 ask not, need not, aught beside ; So safe, so calm, so satisfied, The soul that clings to thee. Charlotte Elliott. 479 CM. r^ LOVE! OLife! Our faith and sight ^-^ Thy presence maketh one, As through transfigured clouds of white We trace the noonday sun. 2 So, to our mortal eyes subdued, Flesh- veiled, but not concealed, We know in thee the fatherhood And heart of God revealed. 3 We faintly hear, we dimly see, In differing phrase we pray; But, dim or clear, we own in thee The Light, the Truth, the Way! 4 Our Friend, our Brother, and our Lord, What may thy service be ? — Nor name, nor form, nor ritual word, But simply following thee. 5 Thy litanies, sweet offices Of love and gratitude ; Thy sacramental liturgies. The joy of doing good. John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 381 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 480 C M, T WORSHIP thee, most gracious God, -*- And all thy ways adore ; And every day I live, I seem To love thee more and more. 2 When obstacles and trials seem Like prison-walls to be, I do the little I can do, And leave the rest to thee. 3 I have no cares, O blessed Will, For all my cares are thine ; I live in triumph. Lord, for thou Hast made thy triumphs mine. 4 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. 5 111 that he blesses is our good. And unblest good is ill ; And all is right that seems most wrong, If it be his sweet wdll. Frederick W. Faber. 481 8, 8, 8. 8, 6. r^ LOVE that wilt not let me go, ^-^ I rest my weary soul in thee ; I give thee back the life I owe. That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. 382 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 2 O Light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee ; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine's blaze its day May brighter, fairer, be. 3 O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee ; I trace the rainbow through the rain. And feel the promise is not vain That morn shall tearless be.^ 4 O Cross that liftest up my head, 1 dare not ask to fly from thee ; I lay in dust life's glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be. George Matheson. 483 7s, 6L JESUS, Saviour, pilot me Over life's tempestuous sea; Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treacherous shoal; Chart and compass came from thee ; Jesus, Saviour, pilot me. 2 As a mother stills her child. Thou canst hush the ocean wild ; Boisterous waves obey thy will When thou sayest to them " Be still!" Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, Jesus, Saviour, pilot me. 383 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 When at last I near the shore, And the fearful breakers roar 'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, Then, while leaning on thy breast, May I hear thee say to me, " Fear not, I will pilot thee." Edward Hopper. 483 C M, 1\/r Y God, I love thee, not because ^^^ I hope for heaven thereby, Nor yet because, if I love not, I must forever die. 2 Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me Upon the cross embrace : For me didst bear the nails, and spear, And manifold disgrace. 3 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ, Should I not love thee well? Not for the hope of winning heaven. Nor of escaping hell; 4 Not with the hope of gaining aught, Not seeking a reward ; But as thyself hast loved me, O ever-loving Lord! 5 So would I love thee, dearest Lord, And in thy praise will sing ; Solely because thou art my God, And my eternal King. Francis Xavier. Tr. by Edward Caswall. 384 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 484 C M. r^ THOU, in all thy might so far, ^-^ In all thy love so near, Beyond the range of sun and star, And yet beside us here, — 2 What heart can comprehend thy name. Or, searching, find thee out, Who art within, a quickening flame, A presence round about? 3 Yet though I know thee but in part, I. ask not. Lord, for more : Enough for me to know thou art, To love thee and adore. 4 O sweeter than aught else besides, The tender mystery That like a veil of shadow hides The light I may not see ! 5 And dearer than all things I know Is childlike faith to me, That makes the darkest way I go An open path to thee. Frederick L. Hosmer. 485 8» 8, 8. 4, JpiERCE raged the tempest o'er the ^ deep. Watch did Thine anxious servants keep. But thou wast wrapped in guileless sleep, Calm and still. 26 385 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 "Save, Lord, we perish," was their cry, " O 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." Godfrey Thring. 486 n. 10, n.6, C TILL will we trust, though earth seem "^ dark and dreary. And the heart faint beneath his chasten- ing rod; Though rough and steep our pathway, worn and weary, Still will we trust in God ! 2 Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed. And our blind choosing brings us grief and pain ; Through him alone who hath our way ap- pointed, We find our peace again. 3 Choose for us, God! nor let our weak preferring Cheat our poor souls of good thou hast designed : Choose for us, God ! thy wisdom is unerring, And we are fools and blind. 386 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE 4 Let us press on, in patient self-denial, Accept the hardship, shrink not from the loss; Our portion lies beyond the hour of trial. Our crown beyond the cross. William H. Burleigh. 487 P»M, AATHATE'ER my God ordains is right; ^ ^ His will is ever just ; Howe'er he orders now my cause, I will be still and trust. He is my God ; Though dark my road, He holds me that I shall not fall. Wherefore to him I leave it all. 2 Whatever my God ordains is right ; He never will deceive ; He leads me by the proper path, And so to him I cleave. And take content What he hath sent ; His hand can turn my griefs away, And patiently I wait his day. 3 Whate'er my God ordains is right ; Though I the cup must drink That bitter seems to my faint heart, I will not fear nor shrink ; Tears pass away With dawn of day ; Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart, And pain and sorrow all depart. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Whate'er my God ordains is right; My light, my life is he, Who cannot will me aught but good ; I trust him utterly ; For well I know, In joy or woe, We soon shall see, as sunlight clear. How faithful was our guardian here. 5 Whate'er my God ordains is right; Here will I take my stand, Though sorrow, need, or death make earth For me a desert land. My Father's care Is round me there, He holds me that I shall not fall ; And so to him I leave it all. Samuel Rodigast. Tr. by Catherine Winkworth. 488 7s, 6s, D. T LAY my sins on Jesus, ^ The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all and frees us From the accursed load: • 1 bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in his blood most precious Till not a stain remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fullness dwells in him ; He healeth my diseases, He doth my soul redeem : 388 TRUST AND CONFIDENCE I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares. 3 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, And learn the angels' song. HORATIUS BONAR. 489 L»M. T_T E leadeth me ! O blessed thought ! ^ -■■ O words with heavenly comfort fraught ! 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 still, o'er troubled sea, — Still 'tis his 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! 389 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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 God through Jordan leadeth me. Joseph H. Gilmore. 490 7s. 9s. C AVIOUR, more than life to me, *^ I am clinging, clinging close to thee ; Let thy precious blood applied, Keep me ever, ever near thy side. Every day, every hour, Let me feel thy cleansing power; May thy tender love to me Bind me closer, closer, Lord, to thee. 2 Through this changing world below, Lead me gently, gently as I go ; Trusting thee, I cannot stray, I can never, never lose my way. 3 Let me love thee more and more, Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er; Till my soul is lost in love. In a brighter, brighter world above. Fanny J. Crosby. UNFAITHFULNESS LAMENTED 491 P. M. JESUS, let thy pitying eye J 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. 390 UNFAITHFULNESS LAMENTED 2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart; Give what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown ; Turn, and look upon me. Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 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. 4 Look, as when thy languid eye Was closed that we might live ; *' Father," at the point to die My Saviour prayed, "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 ! Charles Wesley. 493 CM. (~\ FOR a closer walk with God, ^^ A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! 391 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 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. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! 1 hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 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. William Cowper. WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 493 S- M. IV /T Y soul, be on thy guard ; ^^^ Ten thousand foes arise ; The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 O watch, and fight, and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day. And help divine implore. 392 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down ; The work of faith will not be done, Till thou obtain the crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ; He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, To his divine abode. George Heath. 494 7. 7, 7. 3* /CHRISTIAN, seek not yet repose, ^^ Cast thy dreams of ease away ; Thou art in the midst of foes : Watch and pray. 2 Gird thy heavenly armor on. Wear it ever night and day ; Near thee lurks the evil one ; Watch and pray. 3 Hear the victors who o'ercame ; Still they watch each warrior's way: All with one deep voice exclaim, " Watch and pray. 4 Hear, above all these, thy Lord, Him thou lovest to obey; Hide within thy heart his word. Watch and pray. 5 Watch, as if on that alone Hung ^he issue of the day ; Pray that help may be sent down ; Watch and pray. Charlotte Elliott. 393 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 495 L. M. 17 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 besides more sweet : It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 3 There is a scene 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, dismayed; Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy seat? 5 There, there on eagle wings we soar, And sin and sense molest no more ; And heaven comes down our souls to greet, While glory crowns the mercy seat. Hugh Stowell. 496 L. M. ^1 rHAT various hindrances we meet ^ * In coming to a mercy seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, ^But wishes to be often there? 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud with- draw; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love ; Brings every blessing .from above. 394 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian's armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent, Our cheerful song would oftener be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me." William Cowper. 497 CM. jDRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, ^ Uttered 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. 395 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 6 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! James Montgomery. 498 C M. T LOVE to steal awhile away -'- From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear. And all his promises to plead Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore. And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm at this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. Phcebe H. Brown. 396 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 499 C M* 'T^ALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, -■■ While here o'er earth we rove ; 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 ; Labor 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 the 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. Charles Wesley. 500 7s, D» CAVIOUR, when, in dust, to thee "^ Low we bend the adoring knee ; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; 0 by all thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high. Hear our solemn litany ! 397 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 By thy helpless infant years ; By thy life of want and tears ; By thy days of sore distress, In the savage wilderness ; By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power; Turn, O turn a favoring 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; 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 ; O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany! Robert Grant. 398 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 501 8. 8, 8, 4. 1\ /r Y God, is any hour so sweet, iVl pj-om blush of mom to evening-star, As that which calls me to thy feet, The 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 Then is my strength by thee renewed ; Then are my sins by thee forgiven ; Then dost thou cheer my solitude With hopes of heaven. 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 that blissful shore. No privilege so dear shall be. As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to thee. Charlotte Elliott. 503 L. M, pRAYER is appointed to convey ^ The blessings God designs to give : Long as they live should Christians pray ; They learn to pray when first they live. 399 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress ; If cares distract, or fears dismay; If guilt deject; if sin distress; In every case, still watch and pray. 3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak; Though thought be broken, language lame. Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak ; But pray with faith in Jesus' name. . 4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ; Make all thy wants and wishes known ; Fear not ; his merits must prevail : Ask but in faith, it shall be done. Joseph Hart. 503 L. M, T ORD of our life, God whom we fear, ^^ Unknown, yet known; unseen, yet near; Breath of our breath, in thee we live ; Life of our life, our praise receive. 2 Thine eye detects the sparrow's fall; Thy heart of love expands for all ; Our throbbing life is full of thee, Throned in thy vast infinity. 3 Shine in our darkness. Light of Light, Our minds illume, disperse our night ; Make us responsive to thy will. Our souls with all thy fullness fill. 400 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER' 4 We love thy name, we heed thy rod, Thy word, our law ; O gracious God ! We wait thy will; on thee we call; Our light, our life, our love, our all. Samuel F. Smith. 504 C. M, C INCE without Thee we do no good, ^ And with thee do no ill, Abide with us in weal and woe, In action and in will; 2 In weal, that while our lips confess The Lord who gives, we may Remember with an humble thought The Lord who takes away; 3 In woe, that while to drowning tears Our hearts their joys resign. We may remember who can turn Such water into wine ; 4 By hours of day, that when our feet O'er hill and valley run, We still may think the light of truth More welcome than the sun; 5 By hours of night, that when the air Its dew and shadow yields. We still may hear the voice of God In silence of the fields. 6 Abide with us, abide with us, While flesh and soul agree ; And when our flesh is only dust, Abide our souls with thee. Elizabeth B. Browning. 27 40I THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 505 JO. 4. JO, 4. JO. JO. T IGHT of the world! whose kind and ^^ gentle care Is joy and rest ; Whose counsels and commands so gracious are, Wisest and best, — Shine on my path, dear Lord, and guard the way, Lest my poor heart, forgetting, go astray. 2 Lord of my life ! my soul's mostpure desire. Its hope ^nd peace ; Let not the faith thy loving w^ords inspire Falter, or cease ; But be to me, true Friend, my chief delight, And safely guide, that every step be right. 3 My blessed Lord ! what bliss to feel thee near, Faithful and true ; To trust in thee, without one doubt or fear, Thy will to do ; And all the while to know that thou, our Friend, Art blessing us, and wilt bless to the end. 4 And then, O then! when sorrow's night is o'er, Life's daylight come, And we are safe within heaven's golden door. At home! at home! How full of glad rejoicing will we raise. Saviour, to thee our everlasting praise. Henry Bateman. 402 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 506 6s. 4s. T NEED thee every hour, ^ Most gracious Lord ; No tender voice like thine Can peace afford. I need thee, O I need thee ; Every hour I need thee ; O bless me now, my Saviour, I come to thee! 2 I need thee every hour; Stay thou near by; Temptations lose their power When thou art nigh. 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 fulfill. 5 I need thee every hour. Most Holy One ; O make me thine indeed, Thou blessed Son! Annie S. Hawks. 507 7s. /^~~^OME, my soul, thy suit prepare, ^-^ Jesus loves to answer prayer; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. 403 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Thoii art coming to a King; Large petitions with thee bring ; For his grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much. 3 Lord, I come to thee for rest ; Take possession of my breast ; There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 4 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. 5 Show nie what I have to do ; Every hour my strength renew ; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death. John Newton. 508 8s. 7s. n^AKE the name of Jesus with you, ^ Child of sorrow and of woe ; It will joy and comfort give you ; Take it, then, where'er you go. Precious name, 0 how sweet! Hope of earth and joy of heaven. 2 Take the name of Jesus ever, As a shield from every snare ; If temptations round you gather, Breathe that holy name in prayer. 404 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 3 O 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. Lydia Baxter. 509 R M, Air HEN 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. 2 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, O Lord, the cry In heaven, thy dwelling place on high. 405 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 When the stranger asks a home, All his toils to end ; When the hungry craveth food, And the poor a friend ; When the sailor on the wave Bows the fervent knee ; When the soldier on the field Lifts his heart to thee : Hear then in love, 0 Lord, the cry In heaven, thy dwelling place on high. 4 When the man of toil and care In the city crowd; When the shepherd on the moor Names the name of God : When the learned and the high, Tired of earthly fame. Upon higher joys intent. Name the blessed name : Hear then in love, O Lord, the cry In heaven, thy dwelling place on high. 5 When the child, with grave fresh lip. Youth or maiden fair; When the aged, weak and gray, 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, 0 Lord, the cry In heaven, thy dwelling place on high. HORATIUS BONAR. 406 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 510 8s*4s,D. T ORD, for to-morrow and its needs -■^ I do not pray; Keep me, my God, from stain of sin Just for to-day. Help me to labor earnestly, And duly pray ; Let me be kind in word and deed, Father, to-day. 2 Let me no wrong or idle word Unthinking say ; Set thou a seal upon my lips Through all to-day. Let me in season. Lord, be grave, In season gay ; Let me be faithful to thy grace. Dear Lord, to-day. 3 And if, to-day, this Hfe of mine Should ebb away. Give me thy sacrament divine, Father, to-day. So for to-morrow and its needs I do not pray ; Still keep me, guide me, love me, Lord, Through each to-day. Ernest R. Wilberforce. 511 L, M. 6L COME, 0 thou Traveler 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. 407 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 I need not tell thee who I am, My sin and misery 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 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self -despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessing speak, Be conquered by my instant prayer: Speak, or thou never hence shalt move. And tell me if thy name be Love. 6 '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 mercies move; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 408 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 7 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. Charles Wesley. ^T^O God your every want ^ In instant prayer display : Pray always ; pray, and never faint ; Pray, without ceasing, pray. 2 His mercy now implore ; And now show forth his praise; In shouts, or silent awe, adore His miracles of grace. 3 Pour out your souls to God, And bow them with your knees ; And spread your hearts and hands abroad. And pray for Zion's peace. 4 Your guides and brethren bear Forever on your mind ; Extend the arms of mighty prayer In grasping all mankind. Charles Wesley. 513 8s, 7s.D. /^ OUR AGE, brother! do not stumble, ^-^ Though thy path be dark as night; There's a star to guide the humble. Trust in God, and do the right. 409 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE Though the road be long and dreary, And the end be out of sight, Tread it bravely, strong or weary, Trust in God, and do the right. 2 Perish policy and cunning, Perish all that fears the Hght, Whether losing, whether winning. Trust in God, and do the right. Shun all forms of guilty passion. Fiends can look like angels bright ; Heed no custom, school, or fashion. Trust in God, and do the right. 3 Some will hate thee, some will love thee, Some will flatter, some will slight ; Cease from man, and look above thee. Trust in God, and do the right. Simple rule and safest guiding, Inw^ard peace and shining light. Star upon our path abiding, Trust in God, and do the right. Norman Macleod. 514 7s. T ORD, I cannot let thee go, ^ Till a blessing thou bestow : Do not turn away thy face. Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Dost thou ask me who I am ? Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name ; Yet the question gives a plea To support my suit with thee. 410 WATCHFULNESS AND PRAYER 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, In rebellion blindly bold, Scorn thy grace, thy power defy : That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 4 Once a sinner, near despair, Sought thy mercy seat by prayer; Mercy heard, and set him free : Lord, that mercy came to me. 5 Many days have passed since then, Many changes I have seen ; Yet have been upheld till now ; Who could hold me up but thou ? 6 Thou hast helped in every need ; This emboldens me to plead : After so much mercy past, Canst thou let me sink at last? 7 No ; I must maintain my hold ; 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; 1 can no denial take, When I plead for Jesus' sake. John Newton. 515 7s. ^HEY who seek the throne of grace, -*- Find that throne in every place ; If we live a life of prayer, God is present everywhere. 2 In our sickness or our health In our want or in our wealth, If we look to God in prayer, God is present everywhere. 411 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 When our earthly comforts fail, When the foes of life prevail, 'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; God is present everywhere. 4 Then, my soul, in every strait To thy Father come and wait ; He will answer every prayer; God is present everywhere. Oliver Holden. Alt. 516 8s. D. C WEET hour of prayer, sweet hour of ^ prayer, That calls me from a world of care, 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. 412 RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, May I thy consolation share, Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 1 view my home, and take my flight : This robe of flesh Til drop, and rise. To seize the everlasting prize ; And shout, while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer! William W. Walford. RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 517 CM, V\7'HILE thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ; To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 413 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 5 When gladness wings my favored 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 gathering storm shall see: My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee. Helen M. Williams. 518 L. M. IV/TY Lord, how full of sweet content, ^^^ I pass my years of banishment ! Where'er I dwell,' I dwell with thee, In heaven, in earth, or on the sea, 2 To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime : I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there. 3 While place we seek, or place we shun The soul finds happiness in none ; But with a God to guide our way, 'Tis equal joy, to go or stay. 4 Could I be cast where thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot ; But regions none remote I call, Secure of finding God in all. Madame Guyon. Tr. by William Cowper. 414 RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 519 8.8. 6. D. (^ LORD! how happy should we be, ^^ If we could leave our cares to thee, If we from self could rest ; And feel at heart that one above, In perfect wisdom, perfect love, Is working for the best. 2 For when we kneel and cast our care Upon our God in humble prayer. With strengthened souls we rise. Sure that our Father who is nigh, To hear the ravens when they cry, Will hear his children's cries. 3 O may these anxious hearts of ours The lesson learn from birds and flowers, And learn from self to cease, Leave all things to our Father's will, And in his mercy trusting still. Find in each trial peace! Joseph Anstice. 520 C M. 1\J OT only when ascends the song, ^ ^ And soundeth sweet the word ; Not only 'midst the Sabbath throng Our souls would seek the Lord. 2 We mingle with another throng. And other words we speak ; To other business we belong. But still our Lord we seek. 415 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 We would not to our daily task Without our God repair; But in the world thy presence ask, And seek thy glory there. 4 Would we against some wrong be bold, And break some yoke abhorred? Amidst the strife and stir behold The seekers of the Lord ! 5 When on thy glorious works we gaze, There thee we fain would see; Our gladness in their beauty raise, O God, to joy in thee! 6 0 everywhere, O every day, Thy grace is still outpoured ; We work, we watch, we strive, we pray; Behold thy seekers. Lord ! Thomas H. Gill. 521 8. 8. 8» 4. IV/r Y God, my Father, while I stray ^^^ Far from my home, on life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, ''Thy will be done!" 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 ! " 416 RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 3 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh : Submissive still would I reply, "Thy will be done!" 4 If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize, — it ne'er was mine : 1 only yield thee what is thine ; "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 ; Blend it with thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say "Thy will be done!" 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!" Charlotte Elliott. 522 C M. OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown; And he who has but tears to give. Must weep those tears alone. 28 417 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part. Breathes sweetness out of woe. 4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too, — 5 O who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? 6 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright. With more than rapture's ray; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day. Thomas Moore. 533 C M. rTATHER, whate'er of earthly bHss -*■ Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise: 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart. From every murmur free; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 418 RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. Anne Steele. 524 6s, a IV/TY Jesus, as thou wilt: ^^^ 0 may thy will be mine ! Into thy hand of love I would my all resign. Through sorrow or through joy, Conduct me as thine own, And help me still to say, " My Lord, thy will be done." 2 My Jesus, as thou wilt: If needy here and poor, Give me thy people's bread. Their portion rich and sure: The manna of thy Word Let my soul feed upon ; And if all else should fail. My Lord, thy will be done. 3 My Jesus, as thou wilt : ' Though seen through many a tear. Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear. Since thou on earth hast wept And sorrowed oft alone. If I must weep with thee. My Lord, thy will be done. 419 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 My Jesus, as thou wilt: All shall be well for me ; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with thee. Straight to my home above, I travel calmly on, And sing in life or death, "My Lord, thy will be done." Benjamin Schmolke. Tr. by Jane Borthwick. 525 S. M. CTILL with thee, O my God, ^ I would desire to be : By day, by night, at home, abroad, I would be still with thee. 2 With thee when dawn comes in And calls me back to care, Each day returning to begin With thee, my God, in prayer. 3 With thee amid the crowd That throngs the busy mart. To hear thy voice, when time's is loud, Speak softly to my heart. 4 With thee when day is done. And evening calms the mind; The setting as the rising sun With thee my heart would find. 5 With thee when darkness brings The signal of repose, Calm in the shadow of thy wings. Mine eyelids I would close. 420 RESIGNATION AND CONSOLATION 6 With thee, in thee, by faith Abiding, I would be; By day, by night, in life, in death, I would be still with thee. James D. Burns. 526 Us. lOs* /^"^OME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye lan- ^-^ guish ; Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure. Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, " Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can- not cure." 3 Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can re- move. Thomas Moore and Thomas Hastings. 537 6s, D. T^HY way, not mine, 0 Lord, -*■ However dark it be! Lead me by thine own hand ; Choose thou the path for me. 421 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 1 dare not choose my lot ; I would not if I might ; Choose thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright. 2 The kingdom that I seek Is thine ; so let the way That leads to it be thine, Else I must surely stray. Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem ; Choose thou my good and ill. 3 Choose thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health ; Choose thou my cares for me. My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small ; Be thou my guide, my strength. My wisdom, and my all. HORATIUS BONAR. PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 528 JOs» pEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world -■- of sin? 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 surg- ing round? On Jesus' bosom naught but cakn is found. 422 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 4 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away? In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they. 5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all un- known ? 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. Edward H. Bickersteth. 529 6,4,6.4.6.6.6.4, T^ADE, fade, each earthly joy; -*" Jesus is mine. Break every tender tie; Jesus is mine. Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting place, Jesus alone can bless ; Jesus is mine. 2 Tempt not my soul away; Jesus is mine. Here would I ever stay; Jesus is mine. Perishing things of clay, Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away ; Jesus is mine. 423 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 Farewell, ye dreams of night ; Jesus is mine. Lost in this dawning bright, Jesus is mine. All that my soul has tried Left but a dismal void ; Jesus has satisfied; Jesus is mine. 4 Farewell, mortality; Jesus is mine. Welcome, eternity; Jesus is mine. Welcome, O loved and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest. Welcome, my Saviour's breast; Jesus is mine. Jane C. Bonar. 530 ns,8s- /^ THOU, in whose presence my soul ^^ takes delight, On whom in affliction I call. My comfort by day, and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all ! 2 Where dost thou, dear Shepherd, resort with thy sheep, To feed them in pastures of love? Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in this wilderness rove ? 424 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 3 O why should I wander an alien from thee, Or cry in the desert for bread? Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, And smile at the tears I have shed. 4 Restore, my dear Saviour, the light of thy face; Thy soul-cheering comfort impart; And let the sweet tokens of pardoning grace Bring joy to my desolate heart. 5 He looks! and ten thousands of angels rejoice, And myriads wait for his word ; He speaks! and eternity, filled with his voice. Re-echoes the praise of the Lord. Joseph Swain. 531 C M. r~\ THOU, whose bounty fills my cup ^-^ With every blessing meet ! 1 give thee thanks for every drop — The bitter and the sweet. 2 I praise thee for the desert road. And for the riverside ; For all thy goodness hath bestowed, And all thy grace denied. 3 I thank thee for both smile and frown, And for the gain and loss ; I praise thee for the future crown, And for the present cross. 425 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 I thank thee for the wing of love, Which stirred my worldly nest ; And for the stormy clouds which drove Me, trembling, to thy breast. 5 I bless thee for the glad increase. And for the waning joy; And for this strange, this settled peace, Which nothing can destroy. Jane Crewdson. 533 CM, nPHOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, ^ I love to hear of thee ; No music's like thy charming name. Nor half so sweet can be. 2 0 let me ever hear thy voice In mercy to me speak ! In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice. And thy salvation seek. 3 My Jesus shall be still my theme. While in this world I stay ; I'll sing my Jesus' lovely name When all things else decay. 4 When I appear in yonder cloud. With all thy favored throng, Then will I sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be my song. John Cennick. 533 CM, JESUS, the very thought of thee With sweetness fills the breast ; But sweeter far thy face to see, And in thy presence rest. 426 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than thy blest name, 0 Saviour of mankind! 3 O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek, To those who ask, how kind thou art ! How good to those who seek ! 4 But what to those who find? Ah, this Nor tongue nor pen can show : The love of Jesus, what it is. None but his loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be ; In thee be all our glory now, And through eternity. Bernard of Clairvaux. Tr. by Edward Caswall. 534 8s, 6L I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, •^ And when my voice is lost in death. 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 forever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor. And none shall find his promise vain. 427 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 3 The Lord pours eyesight on the bhnd ; The Lord supports the fainting mind ; He sends the laboring conscience peace ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death. 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. Isaac Watts. 535 CM. 1\ /r.Y God, the spring of all my joys, ^^^ The life of my delights. The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights! 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. 428 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 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. Isaac Watts. 536 L. M» JESUS, thou Joy of loving hearts ! Thou Fount of life ! thou Light 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. 5 0 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. 429 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 537 C M. JESUS, these eyes have never seen That radiant form of thine; The veil of sense hangs dark between Thy blessed face and mine. 2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, Yet art thou oft with me ; And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot As where I meet with thee. 3 Like some bright dream that comes un- sought When slumbers o'er me roll, Thine image ever fills my thought, And charms my ravished soul. 4 Yet 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. 538 8s, D, T_rOW tedious and tasteless the hours •^ -'■ When Jesus no longer I see ; Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, Have all lost their sweetness to me ; 430 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him, December's as pleasant as May. 2 His name yields the richest perfume. And sweeter than music his voice; His presence disperses my gloom. And makes all within me rejoice; I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear ; No mortal so happy as I, My summer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resigned. No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind : - While blest with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove. If Jesus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine ? And why are my winters so long ? 0 drive these dark clouds from my sky, Thy soul-cheering presence restore; Or take me to thee up on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. John Newton. 431 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 539 L, M. A WAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, '^^ And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from me : His loving-kindness, O how free! 2 He saw me ruined by the fall. Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate : His loving-kindness, 0 how great! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes. Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along: His loving-kindness, O how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood : His loving-kindness, O how good! Samuel Medley. 540 8. 8* 6. D. /^ COULD I speak the matchless worth, ^-^ O could I sound the glories forth. Which in my Saviour shine, I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin, and wrath divine ; I'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine. 432 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he. wears, Exalted on his throne; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 1 would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord w411 bring me home, And I shall see his face ; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend,, Triumphant in his grace. Samuel Medley. 541 L. M, 6L /^F all the thoughts of God that are ^^ Borne inward into souls afar. Along the psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if there any is, For gift or grace surpassing this: "He giveth his beloved sleep"? 2 What would we give to our beloved, — The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? He giveth his beloved sleep. 3 ' ' Sleep soft, beloved ! " we sometimes say. Who have no tune to charm away Saddreams that through the eyelidscreep ; But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth his beloved sleep. 29 433 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth his beloved sleep. Elizabeth B. Browning. 542 lOs. 4s. T DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be ^ A pleasant road ; 1 do not ask that thou wouldst take from me Aught of its load. 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. 3 For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead : Lead me aright, Though strength should falter and though heart should bleed. Through peace to light. 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. 434 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 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. Adelaide A. Procter. 543 8, 6. 8. 8, 6* "p\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. 3 O Sabbath rest by Galilee ! O calm of hills above. Where Jesus knelt to share with thee The silence of eternity. Interpreted by love! 4 Drop thy still dews of quietness. Till all oui^ strivings cease ; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of thy peace. 435 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 5 Breathe through the heats of our desire Thy coolness and thy balm; Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire: Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still small voice of calm ! John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 544 7s, 6s. D. T LOVE to tell the story, -'' Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and his glory, Of Jesus and his love. 1 love to tell the story. Because I know 'tis true; It satisfies my longings, As nothing else can do. I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory, To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and his love. 2 I love to tell the story; More wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the story. It did so much for me ; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. 3 I love to tell the story ; 'Tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it. More wonderfully sweet. 436 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE I love to tell the story ; For some have never heard The message of salvation From God's own holy word. 4 I love to tell the story ; For those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest. And when, m scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song, 'Twill be the old, old story That I have loved so long. Katherine Hankey. 54.5 8s, 7s, JESUS calls us, o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea ; Day by day his sweet voice soundeth, Saying, Christian, follow me! 2 Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, Christian, love me more! 3 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! 437 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 Jesus calls us ! by thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear thy call ; Give our hearts to thy obedience. Serve and love thee best of all ! Cecil F. Alexander. 546 CM, JOY is a fruit that will not grow In nature's barren soil; 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. 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. John Newton. 438 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 547 7s* r^HILDREN of the heavenly King, ^^ As we journey let us sing ; Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way our fathers trod ; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 O ye banished seed, be glad; Christ our Advocate is made : Us to save our flesh assumes. Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of our land ; Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids us undismayed go on. 5 Lord, obediently we'll go. Gladly leaving all below: Only thou our Leader be. And we still will follow thee. John Cennick. 548 ^ 9s. 10. TDLESSED assurance, Jesus is mine! ^ O what a foretaste of glory divine ! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of his Spirit, washed in his blood. This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Saviour all the day long. 439 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture burst on my sight, Angels descending, bring from above. Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. 3 Perfect submission, all is at rest, 1 in my Saviour am happy and blest, . Watching and waiting, looking above. Filled with his goodness, lost in his love. Fanny J. Qrosby. 549 L. M, JESUS, the calm that fills my breast. No other heart than thine can give ; This peace unstirred, this joy of rest. None but thy loved ones can receive. 2 My weary soul has found a charm That turns to blessedness my woe ; Within the shelter of thine arm, I rest secure from storm and foe. 3 In desert wastes I feel no dread. Fearless I walk the trackless sea; I care not where my way is led. Since all my life is lif^ with thee. 4 O Christ, through changeless years my Guide, My Comforter in sorrow's night. My Friend, when friendless — still abide, My Lord, my Counselor, my Light. 440 PEACE, JOY, AND PRAISE 5 My time, my powers, I give to thee ; My inmost soul 'tis thine to move ; 1 wait for thy eternity, I wait, in peace, in praise, in love. F. Mason North. 550 C M. A A ^E praise thee, Lord, for hours of bliss, ^ ^ For days of quiet rest ; But O how seldom do we feel That pain and tears are best! 2 We praise thee for the shining sun. For kind and gladsome ways: When shall we learn, O Lord, to sing Through weary nights and days! 3 Teach thou our weak and wandering hearts Aright to read thy way ; That thou with loving hand dost trace Our path from day to day. 4 Then sorrow's face shall be unveiled. And we at last shall see Her eyes are eyes of tenderness. Her speech but echoes thee! 5 Then every thorny crown of care Worn well in patience now. Shall prove a glorious diadem Upon the faithful brow. John P. Hopps. 441 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 551 8s. 7s. D. A A r HAT a Friend we have in Jesus, ^ ^ All our sins and griefs to bear ! What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear. All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer! 2 Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged. Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness. Take 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. Joseph Scriven. LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 552 C M. /^UR God is love ; and all his saints ^-^ His image bear below ; The heart with love to God inspired. With love to man will glow. 442 LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 2 Teach us to love each other, Lord, As we are loved by thee ; None who are truly born of God Can live in enmity. 3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, Our hopes and fears the same. With bonds of love our hearts unite, With mutual love inflame. 4 So may the unbelieving world See how true Christians love ; And glorify our Saviour's grace. And seek that grace to prove. Thomas Cotterill. 553 C M. A LL praise to our redeeming Lord, '^'^ Who joins us by his grac§. And bids us, each to each restored, Together seek his face. 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 worldly minds unknown, A joy unspeakable. 443 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 5 And if our fellowship below In Jesus be so sweet, What height of rapture shall we know When round his throne we meet! Charles Wesley. 554 C M, ILJOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, -'' -'■ When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word ! 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ! When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart! 3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above. Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love! 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flow. And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above; And he's an heir of heaven who finds His bosom glow with love. Joseph Swain. 444 LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 555 CM. n^RYus, O God, and search the ground ^ Of every sinful heart ; Whate'er of sin in us is found, 0 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. Charles Wesley. 556 S. M. jDLEST be the tie that binds -*-^ Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne. We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 445 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. John Fawcett. 557 CM. JESUS, united by thy grace. And each to each endeared. With confidence we seek thy face, And know our prayer is heard. 2 Still let us own our common Lord, And bear thine easy yoke ; A band of love, a threefold cord, Which never can be broke. 3 Make us into one spirit drink; Baptize into thy name ; And let us always kindly think. And sweetly speak, the same. 4 Touched by the loadstone of thy love, Let all our hearts agree. And ever toward each other move, And ever move toward thee. 446 LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 5 Yet when the fullest joy is given, The same delight we prove; In earth, in paradise, in heaven, Our all in all is love. Charles Wesley. 558 C M. T I FT up your hearts to things above, ^^ Ye followers of the Lamb, And join with us to praise his love, And glorify his name. 2 To Jesus' name give thanks and sing. Whose mercies never end : Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King; The King is now our friend! 3 We for his sake count all things loss ; On earthly good look down; And joyfully sustain the cross, Till we receive the crown. 4 O let us stir each other up, Our faith by works to approve, By holy, purifying hope. And the sweet task of love. Charles Wesley. 559 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8» /^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. 447 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Our Sacrifice is one; Our Priest before the throne, The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone; Thou who didst raise him from the dead, Unite thy people in their Head. George Robinson. 560 S. M* A ND are we yet alive, -^~^ And see each other's face? Glory and praise to Jesus give, For his redeeming grace. 2 Preserved by power divine To full salvation here. Again in Jesus' praise we join, And in his sight appear. 3 What troubles have we seen. What conflicts have we passed. 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. 5 Then let us make our boast Of his redeeming power. Which saves us to the uttermost. Till we can sin no more : 448 LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 6 Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain ; And gladly reckon all things loss, So we may Jesus gain. Charles Wesley. 561 L.M» JESUS, from whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of thy church below, If now thy Spirit move my breast, Hear, and fulfill 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. 3 0 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. Charles Wesley. 563 7s, r~^OD of love, that hearest prayer, ^-^ Kindly for thy people care, Who on thee alone depend; Love us, save us to the end. 30 449 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 2 Save us in the prosperous hour, From the flattering tempter's power; From his unsuspected wiles, From the world's pernicious smiles. 3 Never let the world break in, Fix a mighty gulf between ; Keep us humble and unknown, Prized and loved by God alone. 4 Let us still to thee look up, Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope; Nothing know or seek beside Jesus, and him crucified. 5 Far above created things Look we down on earthly kings ; Taste our glorious liberty. Find our happy all in thee. Charles Wesley. 563 C M* r~^ IVER of concord. Prince of Peace, ^^ Meek, lamblike Son of God, Bid our unruly passions cease, By thine atoning blood. 2 Us into closest union draw, And in our inward parts Let kindness sweetly write her law, And love com.mand our hearts. 3 Saviour, look down with pitying eyes. Our jarring wills control; Let cordial, kind affections rise, And harmonize the soul. 45° LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 4 O let us find the ancient way, Our wondering foes to move, And force the heathen world to say, "See how these Christians love!" Charles Wesley. 564 9, 8. 8, 9. - f^ OD be with you till we meet again ! ^-^ By his counsels guide, uphold you, With his sheep securely fold you ; God be with you till we meet again ! Till we meet ! Till we meet ! Till we meet at Jesus' feet ; Till we meet ! Till we meet ! God be with you till we meet again ! 2 God be with you till we meet again! 'Neath his wings securely hide you, Daily manna still provide you ; God be with you till we meet again ! 3 God be with you till we meet again! When life's perils thick confound you. Put his arms unfailing round you ; God be with you till we meet again I 4 God be with you till we meet again ! Keep love's banner floating o'er you, Smite death's threatening wave before you; God be with you till we meet again ! Jeremiah E. Rankin. 451 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 565 6, 6. 6. 6. 8, 8. T ET earth and heaven agree, -"^ Angels and men be joined, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind; To adore the all-atoning Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 2 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? 3 0 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. Charles Wesley. 566 8, 8* 8. 4. pATHER of all, from land and sea ^ The nations sing, ' ' Thine , Lord , are we , Countless in number, but in thee May we be one." 2 O Son of God, whose love so free For men did make thee man to be, United to our God in thee May we be one. 452 LOVE AND FELLOWSHIP 3 Thou, Lord, didst once for all atone: Thee may both Jew and Gentile own Of their two walls the Corner Stone, Making them one. 4 Join high and low, join young and old, In love that never waxes cold; Under one Shepherd, in one fold, Make us all one. 5 O Spirit blest, who from above Cam'st gently gliding like a dove. Calm all our strife, give faith and love ; O make us one! 6 So, when the world shall pass away, May we awake with joy and say, '* Now in the bliss of endless day We all are one." Christopher Wordsworth. 567 8s. 7s. D. nPHROUGH the night of doubt and sor- row _ Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding light : Brother clasps the hand of brother. Stepping fearless through the night. 2 One, the light of God's own presence. O'er his ransomed people shed. Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread : 453 TIME AND ETERNITY One, the object of our journey, One, the faith which never tires, One, the earnest looking forward. One, the hope our God inspires. 3 One, the strain that lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one ; One the conflict, one the peril. One, the march in God begun: One, the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore. Where the one Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. 4 Onward therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward, with the cross our aid! Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till Ave rest beneath its shade ! 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. Bernhardt S. Ingemann. Tr. by Sabine Baring-Gould. TIME AND ETERNITY WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR 568 R M. /""^^OME, let us anew our journey pursue, ^-^ Roll round with the year. And never stand still till the Master appear. His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope , and the labor of love . 454 WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR 2 Our life is a dream ; our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away, And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 3 O that each in the day of his coming may say, " I have fought my way through ; 1 have finished the work thou didst give me to do!" O that each from hi$ Lord may receive the glad word, "Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!" Charles Wesley. 569 C M. /"^OME, let us use the grace divine, ^^ And all, with one accord, In a perpetual covenant join Ourselves to Christ the Lord ; 2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power, His name to glorify ; And promise, in this sacred hour, 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. 455 TIME AND ETERNITY 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. Charles Wesley. 570 C M. A ND now, my soul, another year '^^ Of thy short life is past ; 1 cannot long continue here, And this may be my last. 2 Awake, my soul! with utmost care Thy true condition learn : What are thy hopes ? how sure ? how fair ? What is thy great concern? 3 Behold, another year begins! Set out afresh for heaven; Seek pardon for thy former sins, In Christ so freely given. 4 Devoutly yield thyself to God, And on his grace depend ; With zeal pursue the heavenly road. Nor doubt a happy end. Simon Browne. 456 WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR 571 7s.6s- A NOTHER year is dawning, -^"^ Dear Master, let it be, In working or in waiting, Another year with thee. 2 Another year of mercies, Of faithfulness and grace; Another year of gladness In the shining of thy face. 3 Another year of progress. Another year of praise. Another year of proving Thy presence all the days. 4 Another year of service, Of witness for thy love ; Another year of training For holier work above. 5 Another year is dawning, Dear Master, let it be, On earth, or else in heaven Another year for thee ! Frances R. Havergal. 572 CM. BREAK, newborn year, on glad eyes break! Melodious voices move ! On, rolling Time ! thou canst not make The Father cease to love. 457 TIME AND ETERNITY 2 The parted year had winged 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 make its hours less sad with sin, Its days with thee more bright ! 5 Then we may bless its precious things If earthly cheer should come, Or gladsome mount on angel wings If thou shouldst take us home. Thomas H. Gill. 573 7. 6. 8»6. D. JPROM glory unto glory! -'■ Be this our joyous song ; As on the King's own highway. We bravely march along. From glory unto glory ! O word of stirring cheer. As dawns the solemn brightness of Another glad New Year. 2 The fullness of his blessing Encompasseth our way ; The fullness of his promises Crowns every brightening day; 458 WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR The fullness of his glory, Is beaming from above, While more and more we learn to know The fullness of his love. 3 And closer yet and closer The golden bonds shall be, Uniting all who love our Lord In pure sincerity; And wider yet and wider Shall the circling glory glow, As more and more are taught of God That mighty love to know. 4 O let our adoration For all that he hath done, Peal out beyond the stars of God, While voice and life are one ; And let our consecration Be real, and deep, and true: O even nqw our hearts shall bow, And joyful vows renew. 5 Now onward, ever onward. From strength to strength we go, While grace for grace abundantly Shall from his fullness flow, To glory's full fruition. From glory's foretaste here. Until his very presence crown Our happiest New Year. Frances R. Havergal. 459 TIME AND ETERNITY 574 7s. a "^ A ^HILEjWith ceaseless course, the sun ^ * Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Nevermore to meet us here : Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below ; We a little longer wait. But how little, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive; Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live With eternity in view : Bless thy word to young and old ; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. John Newton. 575 CM. CING to the great Jehovah's praise! "^ All praise to him belongs ; Who kindly lengthens out our days, Demands our choicest songs. 460 WATCH-NIGHT AND NEW YEAR 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, What e'er we have or are. 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. 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. Charles Wesley. 576 C M, JOIN, all ye ransomed sons of grace. The holy joy prolong, And shout to the Redeemer's praise A solemn midnight song. 2 Blessing and thanks and love and might, Be to our Jesus given. Who turns our darkness into light. Who turns our hell to heaven. 461 TIME AND ETERNITY 3 Thither our faithful souls he leads ; Thither he bids us rise, With crowns of joy upon our heads, To meet him in the skies. Charles Wesley. BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE 577 CM. r^ GOD, our help in ages past, ^^ Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast. And our eternal home! 2 Under the shadow of thy throne Still may we dwell secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood. Or earth received her frame. From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 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 downward by the flood, And lost in following years. 462 BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 7 O God, our help in ages past. Our hope for years to come ; Be thou our guide while life shall last, And our eternal home! Isaac Watts. A FEW more years shall roll, -^^ A few more seasons come ; And we shall be with those that rest. Asleep within the tomb. Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away! 2 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 blest day ; O wash me in thy precious blood. And take my sins away! 3 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. 463 TIME AND ETERNITY Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! HORATIUS BONAR, 579 8. 8.6.D, T O ! on a narrow neck of land, -*^ 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, Secure, insensible: A point of time, a moment's space. Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 2 O God, mine inmost soul convert, And deeply in my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress: Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate. And wake to righteousness. 3 Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss to insure; Thine utmost counsel to fulfill. And suffer all thy righteous will. And to the end endure. 4 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above, Where faith is sweetly lost in sight. And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. Charles Wesley. 464 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 580 S. M. llJrOW swift the torrent rolls ^ ^ That bears us to the sea, The tide that hurries thoughtless souls To vast eternity! 2 Our fathers, where are they, With all they called their own? Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, And wealth and honor gone. 3 God of our fathers, hear, Thou everlasting Friend! While we, as on life's utmost verge, Our souls to thee commend.. 4 Of all the pious dead May we the footsteps trace, Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before thy face. Philip Doddridge. DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 581 L, M. Wl H Y should we start and fear to die ? What timorous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate to endless joy. And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away; And we shrink back again to life. Fond of our prison and our clay. 31 465 TIME AND ETERNITY 3 0 if my Lord would come and meet, My soul would stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she passed ! 4 Jesus can make a dying-bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head. And breathe my life out sweetly there. Isaac Watts. 5S2 L, M. TJT O W blest the righteous when he dies ! •^ -*• When sinks a weary soul to rest. 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 ; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Life's labor 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 ! " Anna L. Barbauld. Alt. 466 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 583 L. m. A 'SLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep, '^^ From which none ever wakes to weep ! A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus ! O 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 ! No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 4 Asleep in Jesus ! O for me May such a blissful refuge be ! Securely shall my ashes lie. Waiting the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be ; But thine is still a blessed sleep. From which none ever wakes to weep. Margaret Mackay. 5S4: Us, T WOULD not live alway; I ask not to ^ stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way : The fewlurid niomings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 467 TIME AND ETERNITY 2 I would not live alway ; no, welcome the tomb ! Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise, To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God? Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ; 4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll. And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. William A. Muhlenberg. 585 S. M. TT is not death to die, ''■ To leave this weary road, And midst the brotherhood on high To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake, in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 468 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 3 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong exulting wing, To live among the just. 4 Jesus, thou Prince of life. Thy chosen cannot die ! Like thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with thee on high. Abraham H. C. Malan. Tr. by George W. Bethune. 586 L. M. 4 or 6L T TNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, ^ Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invades thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here. While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept: God's dying Son Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed : Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne The morning break and pierce the shade. 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn! Attend, 0 earth! his sovereign word: Restore thy trust : a glorious form Shall then ascend to meet the Lord ! Isaac Watts. 469 TIME AND ETERNITY 587 6. 6. 8. 6. 8. 8, I^RIEND after friend departs; •^ Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death. There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath. Nor life's affections, transient fire. Whose sparks fly upward and expire. 3 There is a world above. Where parting is unknown, A long eternity of love. Formed for the good alone; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere. 4 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. James Montgomery. 588 C M, ILJ EAR what the voice from heaven pro- ^ claims For all the pious dead ! Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 470 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 2 They die in Jesus, and are blest; How kind their slumbers are! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare. 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord: The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward. Isaac Watts. 589 n. JO. n-6. WHEN on my day of life the night is falling, And, in the wind from unsunned spaces blown, 1 hear far voices out of darkness calling My feet to paths unknown ; 2 Thou, who hast made my home of life so. pleasant, Leave not its tenant when its walls de- cay; 0 Love Divine, O Helper ever present, Be thou my strength and stay. 3 I have but thee, my Father ! let thy Spirit Be with me then to comfort and uphold ; No gate of pearl, no branch of palm I merit. Nor street of shining gold. 4 Suffice it if — my good and ill unreck- oned, And both forgiven through thy abound- ing grace — 1 find myself by hands familiar beckoned Unto my fitting place, — 471 TIME AND ETERNITY 5 Some humble door among thy many mansions, Some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease, And flows forever through heaven's green expansions The river of thy peace. 6 There, from the music round about me stealing, 1 fain would learn the new and holy song. And find at last, beneath thy trees of healing, The life for which I long. John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 590 S, M. D. A ND am I born to die? ^^^ To lay this body down? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown, A land of deepest shade, Unpierced by human thought, The dreary regions of the dead. Where all things are forgot? 2 Soon as from earth I go. What will become of me? Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be : Waked by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave shall rise, And see the Judge, with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies! 472 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 3 Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast? Shall I be with the damned cast out,: Or numbered with the blest ? I must from God be driven, Or with my Saviour dwell ; Must come at his command to heaven, Or else — depart to hell! 4 O Thou who wouldst not have One wretched sinner die ; Who diedst thyself my soul to save From endless misery ; Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, That when thou comest on thy throne I may with joy appear. Charles Wesley, 591 CM. Al rHY should our tears in sorrow flow ^ ^ When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of woe For an immortal crown? 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those Whose life to God was given ? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heaven. 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest ; They fought the fight, the victory won, And entered into rest. 473 TIME AND ETERNITY 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; God has recalled his own ; But let our hearts, in every woe, Still say, "Thy will be done." William H. Bathurst. 592 C M, 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? 2 The Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 3 " 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." 4 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. Philip Doddridge. 593 S, M. CERVANT of God, well done! "^ Thy glorious warfare's past; The battle's fought, the race is won. And thou art crowned at last; 474 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 2 Of all thy heart's desire Triumphantly possessed ; Lodged by the ministerial choir In thy Redeemer's breast. 3 In condescending love, Thy ceaseless prayer he heard ; And bade thee suddenly remove To thy complete reward. 4 With saints enthroned on high, Thou dost thy Lord proclaim, And still to God salvation cry, Salvation to the Lamb! 5 O happy, happy soul ! In ecstasies of praise, Long as eternal ages roll, Thou seest thy Saviour's face. 6 Redeemed from earth and pain, Ah ! when shall we ascend, And all in Jesus' presence reign With our translated friend? Charles Wesley. 594 8s. D. V\rEEP not for a brother deceased, ^ ^ Our loss is his infinite gain , A soul out of prison released, And freed from its bodily chain ; With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above, Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 475 TIME AND ETERNITY 2 Our brother the haven hath gained, Outflying the tempest and wind; His rest he hath sooner obtained, And left his companions behind. Still tossed on a sea of distress. Hard toiling to make the blest shore, Where all is assurance and peace. And sorrow and sin are no more. 3 There all the ship's company meet, Who sailed with the Saviour beneath ; With shouting each other they greet. And triumph o'er sorrow and death: The voyage of life's at an end ; The mortal affliction is past ; The age that in heaven they spend. Forever and ever shall last. ■ Charles Wesley. 595 C M, A A /'HY do we mourn departing friends, ^ ^ Or shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upward too. As fast as time can move? Nor should we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our Love. 3 The graves of all his saints he blest. And softened every bed : Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head? 476 DEATH AND THE RESURRECTION 4 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise : Awake, ye nations under ground ; Ye saints, ascend the skies! Isaac Watts. 596 L, M. SHALL man, O God of light and life. Forever molder in the grave? Canst thou forget thy glorious work, Thy promise, and thy power to save? 2 In those dark, silent realms of night. Shall peace and hope no more arise ? No future morning light the tomb, Nor day-star gild the darksome skies? 3 Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears: When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang. Death, the last foe, was captive led. And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors Unfold, to make his children way ; They shall be clothed with endless life. And shine in everlasting day. Timothy Dwight. 597 S,M.D. a CERVANT of God, well done! ^ Rest from thy loved employ ; The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy." 477 TIME AND ETERNITY The voice at midnight came ; He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame; He fell ; but felt no fear. 2 Tranquil amid alarms, It found him on the field, A veteran, slumbering on his arms. Beneath his red-cross shield. His sword was in his hand, Still warm with recent fight, Ready that moment, at command. Through rock and steel to smite. 3 The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run. Rest in thy Saviour's joy. James Montgomery. JUDGMENT AND RETRIBUTION 598 R M. CTAND the omnipotent decree! ^ Jehovah's will be done! Nature's end we wait to see, And hear her final groan. Let this earth dissolve, and blend In death the wicked and the just ; Let those ponderous orbs descend, And grind us into dust : — 478 JUDGMENT AND RETRIBUTION 2 Rests secure the righteous man; At his Redeemer's beck, Sure to emerge and rise again, And mount above the wreck : Lo ! the heavenly spirit towers, Like flames o'er nature's funeral pyre, Triumphs in immortal powers. And claps his wings of fire ! 3 Nothing hath the just to lose, By worlds on worlds destroyed : Far beneath his feet he views. With smiles, the flaming void; Sees the universe renewed, The grand millennial reign begun ; Shouts, with all the sons of God, Around the eternal throne. Charles Wesley. 599 7s. 6L "r\AY of wrath, O dreadful day! -*^ When this world shall pass away, And the heavens together roll. Shriveling like a parched scroll, Long foretold by saint and sage, David's harp, and sibyl's page. 2 Day of terror, day of doom, When the Judge at last shall come ! Through the deep and silent gloom, Shrouding every human tomb. Shall the archangel's trumpet tone Summon all before the throne. 479 TIME AND ETERNITY 3 O just Judge, to whom belongs Vengeance for all earthly wrongs, Grant forgiveness, Lord, at last. Ere the dread account be past : Lo, my sighs, my guilt, my shame! Spare me for thine own great name. 4 Thou, who bad'st the sinner cease From her tears and go in peace, — Thou, who to the dying thief Spakest pardon and relief ,^- Thou, O Lord, to me hast given, E'en to me, the hope of heaven. Thomas of Celano. Tr. by Arthur P. Stanley. 600 C, M. A ND must I be to judgment brought, "^~^ And answer in that day For every vain and idle thought. And every word I say? 2 Yes, every secret of my heart Shall shortly be made known. And I receive my just desert For all that I have done. 3 How careful, then, ought I to live. With what religious fear! Who such a strict account must give For my behavior here. 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, The watchful power bestow"; So shall I to miy ways take heed, To all I speak or do. 480 JUDGMENT AND RETRIBUTION 5 If now thou standest at the door, 0 let me feel thee near ; And make my peace with God, before 1 at thy bar appear. Charles Wesley. 601 8, 7. 8- 7. 4. 1. T O ! He comes, with clouds descending, ^^ Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at naught and sold him, Pierced and nailed him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 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! Charles Wesley. 603 8, 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. /^"^^HRIST 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! 32 481 ' TIME AND ETERNITY 2 Long thy exiles have been pining, Far from rest, and home, and thee ; But, in heavenly vesture shining. Soon they shall thy glory see ; Christ is coming! Haste the joyous jubilee. 3 With that blessed hope before us, Let no harp remain unstrung; Let the mighty advent chorus Onward roll from tongue to tongue ; Christ is coming! Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come! John R. Macduff. 603 L. M, T^HE day of wrath, that dreadful day, '■' When heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day? 2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; And louder yet, and yet more dread. Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ; 3 O on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay. Though heaven and earth shall pass away! Walter Scott. 482 HEAVEN HEAVEN 604 C M* D, 'INHERE is a land of pure deHght, '■' Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 2 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 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. Isaac Watts. 605 C. M. D, TLJ OW happy every child of grace, -'■-'' Who knows his sins forgiven! *' This earth," he cries, " is not my place, I seek my place in heaven, — A country far from mortal sight. Which yet by faith I see. The land of rest, the saints' delight. The heaven prepared for me." 2 O what a blessed hope is ours ! While here on earth we stay. We more than taste the heavenly powers, And antedate that day. 483 TIME AND ETERNITY We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ concealed, And with his glorious presence here . Our earthen vessels filled. 3 O would he more of heaven bestow, And let the vessels break, And let our ransomed spirits go To grasp the God we seek ; In rapturous awe on him to gaze, Who bought the sight for me ; And shout and wonder at his grace Through all eternity! Charles Wesley. 606 C M, r~^ IVE me the wings of faith to rise ^-^ Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys. How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourners here below. And poured out cries and tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their victory came : They, with united breath. Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod ; His zeal inspired their breast ; And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 484 HEAVEN 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. Isaac Watts. 607 CM.D. A ND let this feeble body fail, -^"^ And let it droop and die ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high ; 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 hath 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 taste the pleasures there; They all are robed in spotless white. And conquering palms they bear. 485 TIME AND ETERNITY 4 O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host to appear. And worship at thy feet ! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day. Charles Wesley. 608 C M* JERUSALEM, my happy home! J Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labors have an end. In joy and peace, and thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold? Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold? 3 O when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend. Where congregations ne'er break up, And sabbaths have no end ? 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom. Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you. 486 HEAVEN 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 labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. Author Unknown. 609 8. 6* 8. 8. 6. n^HERE is an hour of peaceful rest, ^ To mourning wanderers given; There is a joy for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast, 'Tis found above — in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven. When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear — 'tis heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye To brighter prospects given; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fl}^ And all serene — in heaven. 4. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given; There rays divine disperse the gloom: Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn — of heaven. William B. Tappan. 487 TIME AND ETERNITY 610 C M. D^ Q MOTHER dear, Jerusalem! ^^ When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? O happy harbor of God's saints! O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. 2 No murky cloud o'ershadows thee. Nor gloom, nor darksome night; But every soul shines as the sun; For God himself gives light. O my sweet home, Jerusalem, Thy joys when shall I see? The King that sitteth on thy throne In his felicity? 3 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks Continually are green, Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen. Right through thy streets, with silver sound, The living waters flow, And on the banks, on either side, The trees of life do grow. 4 Those trees for evermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring : There evermore the angels are, And evermore do sing. 488 HEAVEN Jerusalem, my happy home, Would God I were in thee ! Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see! Author Unknown. Oil CM.D. /^OME, let us join our friends above ^^ That have obtained 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. 489 TIME AND ETERNITY 4 Our old companions in distress We haste again to see, And eager long for our release, And full felicity: E'en 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 ! 0 that the word were given! Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide. And land us all in heaven ! Charles Wesley. 612 7s. 6s.D. JERUSALEM the golden, J With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed: 1 know not, O I know not What social joys are there ; What radiancy of glory, What light beyond compare. 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng; 490 HEAVEN The Prince is ever in them, The dayhght'is serene; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen. 3 There is the throne of David ; And there, from care released, The song of them that triumph, The shout of them that feast; And they who with their Leader, Have conquered in the fight. Forever and forever Are clad in robes of white. 4 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest ; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever, blest. Bernard of Cluny. Tr. by John M. Neale. 613 8s. 7s.D. 1_J ARK ! the sound of holy voices, -'■ -*• Chanting at the crystal sea. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to thee! Multitude which none can number, Like the stars in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hands. 491 TIME AND ETERNITY 2 Patriarch, and holy prophet Who prepared the way for Christ, King, apostle, saint, confessor, Martyr, and evangelist; Saintly maiden, godly matron, Widows who have watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert, singing To the Lord of all, are there. 3 Marching with thy cross, their banner, They have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation. Thee, their Saviour and their King. Gladly, Lord, with thee they suffered ; Gladly, Lord, with thee they died ; And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. 4 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 forever. And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the blessed Trinity. Christopher Wordsworth. 614 7s, 6s. D. TIT OR thee, O dear, dear country, -*■ Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. 492 HEAVEN The mention of thy glory- Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. 2 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. 3 And now we fight the battle. But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown: But 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. 4 The morning shall awaken, The shadows shall decay, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day : There God, our King and portion, In fullness of his grace. Shall we behold forever, And worship face to face. 5 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! 493 TIME AND ETERNITY Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest ; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Bernard of Cluny. Tr. by John M. Neale. 615 7s. 6s. a n^HE Homeland! 0 the Homeland! ^ The land of souls freebom ! No gloomy night is known there, But aye the fadeless morn : I'm sighing for that country, My heart is aching here ; There is no pain in the Homeland To which I'm drawing near. 2 My Lord is in the Homeland, With angels bright and fair; No sinful thing nor evil. Can ever enter there; The music of the ransomed Is ringing in my ears, And when I think of the Homeland, My eyes are wet with tears. 3 For loved ones in the Homeland Are waiting me to come Where neither death nor sorrow Invades their holy home: O dear, dear native country! O rest and peace above ! Christ bring us all to the Homeland Of his eternal love. Hugh R. Haweis. 494 HEAVEN 616 6s.5s.D* /CHRISTIAN! dost thou see them ^-^ On the holy ground, How the powers of darkness Rage thy steps around? Christian! up and smite them, Counting gain but loss; In the strength that cometh By the holy cross. 2 Christian! dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian! never tremble; Never be downcast ; Gird thee for the battle Watch, and pray, and fast! 3 Christian! dost thou hear them. How they speak thee fair? "Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?" Christian! answer boldly: ''While I breathe I pray!" Peace shall follow battle, ' Night shall end in day. 4 ''Well I know thy trouble, 0 my servant true ; Thou art very weary, 1 was weary too ; 495 TIME AND ETERNITY But that toil shall make thee Some day all mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near my throne." Andrew of Crete. Tr. by John M. Neale. 617 CM, /^N Jordan's stormy banks I stand, ^^ And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 O the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight ; Sweet fields arrayed in living green. And rivers of delight! 3 O'er all those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son forever reigns, And scatters night away. 4 No chilling winds, or poisonous breath, Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. Are felt and feared no more. 5 When shall I reach that happy place. And be forever blest? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest? 6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay : Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. Samuel Stennett. 4g6 HEAVEN 618 7. 6«8,6.D. T^EN thousand times ten thousand, ^ In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light : 'Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin : FHng 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! O joy, for all its former woes A thousandfold repaid ! 3 O 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, That brimmed with tears of late, Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. Henry Alford. 619 7s. D. A AT HO are these arrayed in white, ^ ^ Brighter than the noonday sun, Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne? 33 497 TIME AND ETERNITY 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 passed, Hunger now and thirst no more. He that on the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed. With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead. Charles Wesley. 620 P. M. /^NE sweetly solemn thought ^-^ Comes to me o'er and o'er, — 1 am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before. 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be ; Nearer the great white throne; Nearer the crystal sea ; 498 HEAVEN 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down ; Nearer leaving the cross; Nearer gaining the crown. 4 But the waves of that silent sea Roll dark before my sight, That brightly the other side Break on a shore of light. 5 O if my mortal feet Have almost gained the brink, If it be I am nearer home Even to-day than I think, 6 Father, perfect my trust; Let my spirit feel in death That her feet are firmly set On the rock of a living faith. Phgebe Gary. 621 Hs. lOs, TUT ARK, hark, my soul! angelic songs are "*■ ^ swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore; How sweet the truth those blessed 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! 499 TIME AND ETERNITY 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. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening peal- ing, 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. 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary; The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; All journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. 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 cloud- less love. Frederick W. t^aber. Soo HEAVEN 623 8s. 6s* r\ PARADISE! 0 Paradise! ^-^ 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, 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; 3 O Paradise ! O Paradise I I want to sin no more, I want to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore ; 4 O Paradise! O Paradise! I greatly long to see The special place my dearest Lord In love prepares for me ; ' 5 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, O keep me in thy love, And guide me to that happy land Of perfect rest above. Frederick W. Faber, 623 7s. 6s. D. Irregttlar. T3 ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, -'^^ Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things Toward heaven, thy native place: 501 TIME AND ETERNITY Sun, and moon, and stars decay; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source: So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face ; Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Robert Seagrave. 634 8- 8. 6, D. I_rOW happy is the pilgrim's lot, -*■ ■'■ How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear ! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 This happiness in part is mine, Already saved from low design, From every creature-love ; 502 HEAVEN Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lightened of its load, And seeks the things above. 3 There is my house and portion fair ; My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home ; For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come. 4 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, 1 come to meet thee in the skies. And claim my heavenly rest ! Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy breast! John Wesley. 625 S. M. upOREVER with the Lord!" ^ Amen, so let it be ! Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. 2 Here in the body pent. Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 " Forever with the Lord ! " Father, if 'tis thy will. The promise of that faithful word, E'en here to me fulfill. 503 TIME AND ETERNITY 4 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 5 Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word. And oft repeat before the throne, '' Forever with the Lord ! " James Montgomery. 626 7, 6. 8. 6. D. T SAW the holy city, ^ The New Jerusalem, Come down from heaven a bride adorned With jeweled diadem: The flood of crystal waters Flowed down the golden street ; And nations brought their honors there, And laid them at her feet. 2 And there no sun was needed, Nor moon to shine by night, God's glory did enlighten all, The Lamb himself, the light ; And there his servants serve him, And, life's long battle o'er, Enthroned with him, their Saviour, King, They reign for evermore. 3 O great and glorious vision! The Lamb upon his throne ; O wondrous sight for man to set '. The Saviour with his own: 504 HEAVEN To drink the living waters And stand upon the shore, Where neither sorrow, sin, nor death Shall ever enter more. 4 O Lamb of God who reignest, Thou bright and morning Star, Whose glory lightens that new earth Which now we see from far ; O worthy Judge Eternal, When thou dost bid us come, Then open wide the gates of pearl And call thy servants home. Godfrey Thring. 637 P. M, OEYOND the smiling and the weeping, ^-^ I shall be soon ; Beyond the waking and the sleeping, Beyond the sowing and the reaping, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home! Sweet, sweet, hope! Lord, tarry not, but come ! 2 Beyond the blooming and the fading, I shall be soon; Beyond the shining and the shading, Beyond the hoping and the dreading, I shall be soon. 3 Beyond the rising and the setting, I shall be soon ; Be3^ond the calming and the fretting, Beyond remembering and forgetting, I shall be soon. 505 TIME AND ETERNITY 4 Beyond the parting and the meeting, I shall be soon ; Beyond the farewell and the greeting, Beyond the pulse's fever beating, I shall be soon. 5 Beyond the frost-chain and the fever, I shall be soon; Beyond the rock-waste and the river, Beyond the ever and the never, I shall be soon. HORATIUS BONAR. 628 L. M. IV/r Y heavenly home is bright and fair : ^^^ Nor pain nor death can enter there Its glittering towers the sun outshine ; That heavenly mansion shall be mine. I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home to die no more; To die no more, to die no more, I'm going home to die no more. 2 My Father's house is built on high, Far, far above the starry sky. When from this earthly prison free, That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 3 While here, a stranger far from home. Affliction's weaves may round me foam; Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor, My heavenly mansion is secure. 506 MISSIONS 4 Let others seek a home below, Which flames devoiir, or waves o'erflow, Be mine the happier lot to own A heavenly mansion near the throne. 5 Then fail the earth, let stars decline, And sun and moon refuse to shine, All nature sink and cease to be. That heavenly mansion stands for me. William Hunter. SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS MISSIONS 629 6. 6. 4. 6. 6, 6. 'T^HOU, whose almighty 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 ! 507 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holy Dove, Speed forth thy flight; Move o'er the waters' face Bearing the lamp of grace ; And in earth's darkest place. Let there be light ! 4 Holy and blessed Three, Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might; Botindless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride. Through the world far and wide. Let there be light! John Marriott. 630 L. M* C OON may the last glad song arise ^ Through all the millions of the skies, That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee; And over land, and stream, and main, Wave thou the scepter of thy reign. 3 O that the anthem now might swell. And host to host the triumph tell. That not one rebel heart remains. But over all the Saviour reigns ! Mrs. Yokes. 508 MISSIONS 631 L, M. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 From north to south the princes meet To pay their homage at his feet ; While western empires own their Lord, And savage tribes attend his word. 3 To him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 4 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. Isaac Watts. 632 CM* JESUS, immortal King, arise! Assert thy rightful sway. Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings, And distant lands obey. ■ 509 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride, Till all thy foes submit, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at thy feet. 3 Send forth thy word and let it fly The spacious earth around, Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. 4 O may the great Redeemer's name Through every clime be known, And heathen gods, forsaken, fall, And Jesus reign alone! 5 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, Be thou, 0 Christ, adored, And earth with all her millions shout Hosannas to the Lord! A. C. HoBART Seymour.. 633 6* 6. 8. 6. 6. 8- "pROM all the dark places ^ Of earth's heathen races, O see how the thick shadows fly! The voice of salvation Awakes every nation, " Come over and help us," they cry. The kingdom is coming, O tell ye the story, God's banner exalted shall be! The earth shall be full of His knowledge and glory, As waters that cover the sea ! 510 MISSIONS 2 The sunlight is glancing O'er armies advancing To conquer the kingdoms of sin ; Our Lord shall possess them, His presence shall bless them, His beauty shall enter them in. 3 With shouting and singing, And jubilant ringing, Their arms of rebellion cast down, At last every nation. The Lord of salvation Their King and Redeemer shall crown! Mary B. C. Slade. 634 P, M, 'T^ELL it out among the heathen that the ^ Lord is King; Tell it out! Tell it out! Tell it out among the nations, bid them shout and sing; Tell it out! Tell it out! Tell it out with adoration that he shall in- crease. That the mighty King of glory is the King of Peace; Tell it out with jubilation, let the song ne'er cease; Tell it out! Tell it out! 2 Tell it out among the heathen that the Saviour reigns; Tell it out! Tell it out! Tell it out among the nations, bid them break their chains ; Tell it out! Tell it out! 511 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 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 sinners that he still receives ; Tellitout! Tell it out! 3 Tell it out among the heathen, Jesus reigns above ; Tellitout! Tellitout! Tell it out among the nations that his reign is love ; Tellitout! Tellitout! Tell it out among the highways and the lanes at home, Let it ring across the mountains and the ocean's foam. Like the sound of many waters, let our glad shout come! Tellitout! Tellitout! Frances R. Havergal. 635 6. 6* 4. 6. 6. 6* 4. /^HRIST for the world we sing; ^^ The world to Christ we bring With loving zeal; The poor and them that mourn, The faint and overborne. Sin-sick and sorrow-worn. Whom Christ doth heal. 512 MISSIONS 2 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With fervent prayer: The wayward and the lost, By restless passions tossed, Redeemed at countless cost From dark despair. 3 Christ for the world we sing ; The world to Christ we bring With one accord; With us the work to share, With us reproach to dare. With us the cross to bear, For Christ our Lord. 4 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With joyful song; The newborn souls, whose days Reclaimed from error's ways, Inspired with hope and praise, To Christ belong. Samuel Wolcott. 636 7s. D, Vy^ATCHMAN, tell us of the night, ^ ^ What its signs of promise are Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height See that glory -beaming star! Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell? Traveler, yes ; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 34 513 ! SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet the star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveler, ages are its own, See, it bursts o'er all the earth! 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight ; Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wandering cease; Hie. thee to thy quiet home! Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace, Lo, the Son of God is come! John Bowring. 637 7s. ILIASTEN, Lord, the glorious time, ''■ ^ When, beneath Messiah's sway, Every nation, every clime, Shall the gospel call obey. 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own; Heathen tribes his name adore ; Satan and his host o'erthrown. Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness and joy and peace. Undisturbed, shall ever reign. 514 MISSIONS 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; Ever praise his glorious name ; All his mighty acts record, All his wondrous love proclaim. Harriet Auber. 638 8s, 7s. D. T 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 eyesight on 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 favor 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 thine all-restoring merit, Every burdened soul release ; Every weary, wandering spirit. Guide into thy perfect peace. Charles Wesley. 515 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 639 L. M, TILING out the banner! let it float -■■ Skyward and seaward, high and wide The sun, that lights its shining folds. The cross, on which the Saviour died. 2 Fling out the banner! angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign. And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine. 3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight ; And nations, crowding to be born. Baptize their spirits in its light. 4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls That sink and perish in the strife Shall touch in faith its radiant hem. And spring immortal into life. 5 Fling out the banner ! let it float Sk3rward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the cross ; Our only hope, the Crucified I 6 Fling out the banner ! wide and high, Seaward and skyward let it shine ; Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours ; We conquer only in that sign. George W. Doane. 516 MISSIONS 640 7s. D. /^^O, ye messengers of God! ^^ Like the beams of morning fly, Take the wonder-working rod, Wave the banner-cross on high: Where the lofty minaret Gleams along the morning skies, Wave it till the crescent set, And the Star of Jacob rise ! 2 Go to many a tropic isle In the bosom of the deep, Where the skies forever smile And the oppressed forever weep: O'er their gloomy night of care ,Pour the living light of heaven ; Chase away their dark despair, Bid them hope to be forgiven! 3 Where the golden gates of day Open on the palmy East, Wide the bleeding cross display. Spread the gospel's richest feast: Bear the tidings round the ball, Visit every soil and sea : Preach the cross of Christ to all, Jesus' love is full and free! Joshua Marsden. 641 6s. TIT LUNG to the heedless winds, ^ Or on the waters cast, The martyrs' ashes, watched, Shall gathered be at last. 517 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 And from that scattered dust, Around us and abroad, Shall spring a plenteous seed Of witnesses for God. 3 The Father hath received Their latest living breath. And vain is Satan's boast Of victory in their death : 4 Still, still, though dead, they speak, And, trumpet-tongued, proclaim, To many a wakening land. The one availing name. Martin Luther. Tr. by John A. Messenger. 642 C M. T^HE Lord will come and not be slow; ^ His footsteps cannot err ; Before him righteousness shall go. His royal harbinger. 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 The nations all whom thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before -thee, Lord ! And glorify thy name. 4 Truth from the earth, like to a flower. Shall bud and blossom then, And justice, from her heavenly bower, Look down on mortal men. 518 MISSIONS 5 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God! Thee honor and adore With my whole heart ; and blaze abroad Thy name for evermore ! John Milton. 643 7s, D. C EE how great a flame aspires, ^ Kindled by a spark of grace ! Jesus' love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze : 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 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. Charles Wesley. 519 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 644 L, M. T OOK from thy sphere of endless day, ^^ O God of mercy and 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 f 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. William C. Bryant. Copyright, D. Appleton & Co. 645 C M, /^REAT God, the nations of the earth ^^ Are by creation thine ; And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. 520 MISSIONS 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, UnveiHng what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind. 3 When, Lord, shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around. Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne The temples of thy praise. Thomas Gibbons. 646 7s. D. rJARK! the song of jubilee, ^■^ Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness 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 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. 521 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 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. James Montgomery. 647 8.7.8,7.4.7. /^N the mountain's top appearing, ^-^ Lo! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion, long in hostile lands : ]\Iourning captive, God himself shall loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful? Have thy friends unfaithful proved? Have thy foes been proud and scornful. By thy sighs and tears unmoved? Cease thy mourning; Zion still is well beloved. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee; He himself appears thy Friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee ; Here their boasts and triumphs end : Great deliverance Zion's King will surely send. 522 MISSIONS 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee; All thy warfare now is past ; God thy Saviour will defend thee ; Victory is thine at last : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. Thomas Kelly. 648 S. M» T ORD, if at thy command -*^ The word of life we sow, Watered by thy almighty hand, The seed shall surely grow. 2 The virtue of thy grace A large increase shall give. And multiply the faithful race Who to thy glory live. 3 Now then the ceaseless shower Of gospel blessings send. And let the soul-converting power Thy ministers attend. 4 On multitudes confer The heart-renewing love, And by the joy of grace prepare For fuller joys above. Charles Wesley. 649 8s. 7s. D. pRAISE the Saviour, all ye nations, ^ Praise him, all ye hosts above ; Shout, with joyful acclamations. His divine, victorious love ; 523 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS Be his kingdom now promoted, Let the earth her monarch know ; Be my all to him devoted, To my Lord my all I owe. 2 See how beauteous on the mountains Are their feet, whose grand design Is to guide us to the fountains That o'er flow with bliss divine, Who proclaim the joyful tidings Of salvation all around, Disregard the world's deridings, And in works of love abound. 3 With my substance I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord ; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word : While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim. Let his friends, of every station. Gladly join to spread his fame. Benjamin Francis. 650 7s. 6s. D. TUT AIL, to the Lord's anointed, -■■ -"■ Great David's greater Son! 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. 524 MISSIONS 2 He comes with succor 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. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, 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 To him shall prayer unceasing. And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand forever; That name to us is Love. James Montgomery. 651 L. H.D, T/" INGDOM of light ! whose morning-star -^^ To Bethlehem's manger led the way, Not yet upon our longing eyes Shines the full splendor of thy day : 525 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS Yet still across the centuries falls, Solemn and sweet, our Lord's command; And still with steadfast faith we* cry, " Lo, the glad kingdom is at hand! " 2 Kingdom of heaven ! whose dawn began With love's divine, incarnate breath, Our hearts are slow to understand The lessons of that life and death : Yet though with stammering tongues we tell Redemption's story, strange and sweet, The world's Redeemer, lifted up. Shall draw the nations to his feet. 3 Kingdom of peace ! whose music clear Swept through Judea's starlit skies, Still the harsh sounds of human strife Break on thy heavenly harmonies : Yet shall thy song of triumph ring In full accord, from land to land. And men with angels learn to sing, '* Behold, the kingdom is at hand!" Emily H. Miller. 652 6s- 5s- D* ^ELL the blessed tidings, , -*- Children of the King, With your glad hosannas Make the morning ring: Songs of his salvation Nevermore should cease. Crown him with your praises. Hail him Prince of Peace ! 526 MISSIONS Round his throne of triumph Happy hosts attend, His the power and glory, Kingdom without end. 2 Tell the blessed tidings. Ye whose ears have heard; Tell it to the captives Waiting for his word : Tell the hungry nations, Longing to be fed. Of the living water, And the heavenly bread. Mighty to deliver, Tender Guide and Friend, His the power and glory. Kingdom without end. 3 Bear the blessed tidings Over land and sea, Lo, the morning breaketh, And the shadows flee ! Whosoever heareth Speed the news along, Join with men and angels, In salvation's song. Christ the world's Redeemer, Saviour, Guide, and Friend! Thine the power and glory. Kingdom without end! Emily H. Miller. 527 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 653 7s. 6s. D. T^HE morning light is breaking, -■■ The darkness disappears; The sons of earth are waking . To penitential tears: Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar, Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war. 2 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above: While sinners, now confessing, The gospel call obey, And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day. 3 Blest river of salvation. Pursue thine onward way; Flow thou to every nation. Nor in thy richness stay: Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home: Stay not till all the holy Proclaim, "The Lord is come!" Samuel F. Smith. 654 R M. OZION, haste, thy mission high fulfilling, To tell to all the world that God is Light ; That he who made all nations is not willing One soul should perish, lost in shades of night. 528 MISSIONS Publish glad tidings; Tidings of peace; Tidings of Jesus, Redemption and release. 2 Behold how many thousands still are lying Bound in the darksome prison-house of sin, With none to tell them of the Saviour's dying, . Or of the life he died for them to win. 3 'Tis thine to save from peril of perdition The souls for whom the Lord his life laid down; Beware lest, slothful to fulfill thy mission, Thou lose one jewel that should deck his crown. 4 Proclaim to every people, tongue, and nation That God, in whom they live and move, is love : Tell how he stooped to save his lost creation, And died on earth that man might live above. 5 Give of thy sons to bear the message glorious ; Give of thy wealth to speed them on their way; Pour out thy soul for them in prayer vic- torious ; And all thou spendest Jesus will repay. 35 529 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 6 He comes again; O Zion, ere thou meet him, Make known to every heart his saving grace ; Let none whom he hath ransomed fail to greet him, Through thy neglect, unfit to see his face. Mary A. Thomson. 655 7s. 6s, D. T7R0M Greenland's icy mountains, ^ From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand: From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain. 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, 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 Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? 530 ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES Salvation! O salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's 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. Reginald Heber. ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES 656 6.6,6.6*8.8. /^~^REAT King of glory, come, ^-^ And with thy favor crown This temple as thy home, This people as thine own: Beneath this roof, O deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 2 Here may thine ears attend Our interceding cries. And grateful praise ascend, Like incense, to the skies : Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. 531 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, And shine, Hke pohshed stones, Through long-succeeding days: Here, Lord, display thy saving power. While temples stand and men adore. 4 Here may the listening throng Receive thy truth in love ; Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above ; Till all, who humbly seek thy face, Rejoice in thy abounding grace. Benjamin Francis. 657 7s. /^N this stone now laid with prayer ^^ Let thy church rise, strong and fair Ever, Lord, thy name be knowrl. Where we lay this corner stone. 2 Let thy holy Child, who came Man from error to reclaim. And for sinners to atone, Bless, with thee, this corner stone. 3 May thy Spirit here give rest To the heart by sin oppressed. And the seeds of truth be sown. Where we lay this corner stone. 4 Open wide, O God, thy door For the outcast and the poor. Who can call no house their own. Where we lay this corner stone. 532 ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES 5 By wise master-builders squared, Here be living stones prepared For the temple near thy throne, Jesus Christ its Corner Stone. John Pierpont. 658 L. M. r^ LORD of hosts, whose glory fills ^^ 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 belong ; 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; That we, who these foundations lay. May raise the topstone in its day. John M. Neale. 533 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 659 C M. n^ HOU , whose unmeasured temple stands, ^ Built over earth and sea, Accept the walls that human hands Have raised, O God, to thee! 2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide, The peace that dwelleth without end Serenely by thy side! 3 May erring minds that worship here Be taught 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 pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earthborn passion dies. William C. Bryant. 660 L. M. T^HE perfect world, by Adam trod, ^ Was the first temple built by God ; His fiat laid the corner stone, And heaved its pillars one by one. 2 He hung its starry roof on high, The broad expanse of azure sky ; He spread its pavement, green and bright, And curtained it with morning light. 534 ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES 3 The mountains in their places stood, The sea, the sky ; and all was good ; And when its first pure praises rang. The morning stars together sang. 4 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea, And earth, and sky, a house for thee ; But in thy sight our offering stands, A humbler temple, made with hands. Nathaniel P. Willis. 661 6. 6. 4, 6. 6. 6. 4. r^OME, O thou God of grace, ^-^ Dwell in this holy place, E'en now descend! This temple reared to thee, O may it ever be Filled with thy majesty. Till time shall end! 2 Be in each song of praise Which here thy people raise With hearts aflame! Let every anthem rise Like incense to the skies, A joyful sacrifice. To thy blest name! 3 Speak, O eternal Lord, Out of thy living word, O give success! Do thou the truth impart Unto each waiting heart ; Source of all strength thou art, Thy gospel bless ! 535 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 4 To the great One and Three Glory and praises be In love now given ! Glad songs to thee we sing, Glad hearts to thee we bring, Till we our God and King Shall praise in heaven! William E. Evans. 662 8s, 7s, 6L /^"^HRIST is made the sure Foundation, ^^ Christ the Head and Corner Stone, Chosen of the Lord, and precious. Binding all the church in one ; Holy Zion's help forever. And her confidence alone. 2 To this temple, where we call thee. Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day : With thy wonted loving-kindness, Hear thy servants as they pray ; And thy fullest benediction Shed within its walls alway. 3 Here vouchsafe to all thy servants What they ask of thee to gain. What they gain from thee forever With the blessed to retain, And hereafter in thy glory Evermore with thee to reign. From the Latin, Tr. by John M. Neale. 536 ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES 663 L. M, A ND will the great eternal God ^^^ On earth establish his abode? And will he, from his radiant throne, Accept our temples for his own? 2 These walls we to thy honor raise ; Long may they echo with thy praise : And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the graces of his train ; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 4 And in that great decisive day, When God the nations shall survey. May it before the world appear That crowds were born to glory here. Philip Doddridge. 664 8. 8. 6. D. r\ LORD, our God, almighty King, ^^ We fain would make this temple ring W^ith our adoring praise; And joining with the ransomed host, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Our grateful songs we raise. 2 The heaven of heavens cannot contain Thy majesty, and in thy train Thy archangel veils his face ; Yet curtained tent or temple fair. If humble, contrite hearts be there, May be thy resting place. 537 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 We sing thy wondrous works and ways ; We sing the glorious displays Of love and power divine ; In all our past, thy matchless grace Hath been vouchsafed within this place The glory e'er be thine. 4 These courts renewed and made more meet For thine abode, low at thy feet With prayer, to thee we bring; Hear and forgive ; thy love distill ; This temple with thy glory fill ; Our Father and our King! Mrs. F. K. Stratton. 665 C M. JEHOVAH, God, who dwelt of old J In temples made with hands. Thy power display, thy truth unfold. Where this new temple stands. 2 Vouchsafe to meet thy children here. Nor ever hence depart ; From sorrow's eye wipe every tear, And bless each longing heart. 3 The rich man's gift, the widow's mite Are blended in these walls ; These altars welcome all alike Who heed God's gracious calls. 4 From things unholy and unclean We separate this place; May naught here ever come between This people and thy face! 538 ERECTION AND DEDICATION OF CHURCHES 5 Now with this house we give to thee Ourselves, our hearts, our all, The pledge of faith and loyalty. Held subject to thy call. 6 And when at last the blood-washed throng Is gathered from all lands. We'll enter with triumphant song The house not made with hands. Lewis R. Amis. 666 Us, Wl E rear not a temple, like Judah's of old, ^ * Whose portals were marble, whose vaultings were gold; No incense is lighted, no victims are slain. No monarch kneels praying to hallow the fane. 2 More simple and lowly the walls that we raise, And humbler the pomp of procession and praise, Where the heart is the altar whence in- cense shall roll, And Messiah the King who shall pray for the soul. 3 O Father, come in! but not in the cloud Which filled the bright courts where thy chosen ones bowed; But come in that Spirit of glory and grace, Which beams on the soul arid illumines the face. 539 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 4 O come in the power of thy life-giving word, And reveal to each heart its Redeemer and Lord; Till faith bring the peace to the penitent given, And love fill the air with the fragrance of heaven. Henry Ware, Jr. THE FAMILY 66 T C M. CINCE Jesus freely did appear *^ To grace a marriage feast, O Lord, we ask thy presence here. To make a wedding guest. 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, Who now have plighted hands ; Their union with thy favor crown, And bless the nuptial bands. 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, Of all rich dowries best ; Their substance bless, and peace bestow, To sweeten all the rest. 4 In purest love their souls unite. That they, with Christian care, May make domestic burdens light. By taking mutual share. John Berridge. S40 THE FAMILY 668 Its. JOs. r\ PERFECT Love, all human thought ^^ transcending, ^ Lowly we kneel in prayer before thy throne. That theirs may be the love which knows no ending, Whom thou for evermore dost join in one. 2 O perfect Life, be thou their full assur- ance Of tender charity and steadfast faith, Of patient hope and quiet, brave endurance, With childlike trust that fears nor pain nor death. 3 Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow ; Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife. And to life's day the glorious unknown morrow That dawns upon eternal love and life. Dorothy F. Blomfield. 669 L. M. n^ HE gracious God whose mercy lends •^ The light of home, the smile of friends, Our gathered flock thine arms enfold, As in the peaceful days of old. 541 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Wilt thou not hear us while we raise, In sweet accord of solemn praise, The voices that have mingled long In joyous flow of mirth and song? 3 For all the blessings life has brought, For all its sorrowing hours have taught, For all we mourn, for all we keep. The hands we clasp, the loved that sleep, 4 The noontide sunshine of the past. These brief, bright moments fading fast, The stars that gild our darkening years, The twilight ray from holier spheres, 5 We thank thee, Father; let thy grace Our loving circle still embrace. Thy mercy shed its heavenly store. Thy peace be with us evermore. Oliver W. Holmes. Copyright. Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 670 L. M. T7ATHER of all, thy care we bless, ^ Which crowns our families with peace 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 ; Who, Lord of heaven, yet deigns to come And sanctify our humblest home. 542 THE FAMILY 3 To thee may each 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 honors of thy glorious name. And each succeeding race remove To join the family above. Philip Doddridge. 671 Hs, lOs. /^ HAPPY home, where thou art loved ^^ the dearest. Thou loving Friend, and Saviour of our race. And where among the guests there never cometh One who can hold such high and honored place ! 2 O happy home, where two in heart united In holy faith and blessed hope are one, Whom death a little while alone divideth, And cannot end the union here begun ! 3 O happy home, whose little ones are given Early to thee, in hunible faith and prayer, To thee, their Friend, who from the heights of heaven Guides them, and guards with more than mother's care ! 543 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 4 O happy home, where each one serves thee, lowly. Whatever his appointed work may be, Till every common task seems great and holy, When it is done, O Lord, as unto thee! 5 O happy home, where thou art not for- gotten When joy is overflowing, full, and free ; O happy home, where every wounded spirit Is brought, Physician, Comforter, to thee, — 6 Until at last, when earth's day's work is ended All meet thee in the blessed home above, From whence thou earnest, where thou hast ascended. Thy everlasting home of peace and love ! Carl J. P. Spitta. Tr. by Mrs. Alexander. THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 672 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6, 4. C HEPHERD of tender youth, ^ Guiding in love and truth Through devious ways ; Christ our triumphant King, We come thy name to sing; Hither our children bring To shout thy praise. '544 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 2 Thou art our holy Lord, The all-subduing Word, Healer of strife; Thou didst thyself abase, That from sin's deep disgrace Thou mightest save our race. And give us life. 3 Thou art the great High Priest ; Thou hast prepared the feast Of heavenly love; While in our mortal pain None calls on thee in vain ; Help thou dost not disdain, Help from above. 4 Ever be thou our guide. Our shepherd, and our pride, Our staff and song ; Jesus, thou Christ of God, By thy perennial word Lead us where thou hast trod, Make our faith strong. 5 So now, and till we die, Sound we thy praises high. And joyful sing ; Infants, and the glad throng Who to thy church belong. Unite to swell the song To Christ our King. Clement of Alexandria. Tr. by Henry M. Dexter. 36 545 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 673 7. 7. 5. D. OEAUTEOUS are the flowers of earth, -*-^ Flowers we bring with holy mirth, Bright and sweet and gay ; Will our Father deign to own Gifts we lay before his throne, On this happy day? 2 Yes, he will ; for all things bright Are most precious in his sight, And he loves to see Children come with flowers for him, Whom the flaming seraphim Worship ceaselessly. 3 Yes, he will; for children's love Makes this w^orld like heaven above. Where no evil reigns, And where all unite to bring Purest offerings, and sing Love's unending strains. 4 Yes, he will ; for hearts that turn To the sick and poor, and learn How to make them glad. Shine like beacons on the strand Of the far-off, happy land, To the lost and sad. 5 So our lowly gifts to thee. Lord of earth and sky and sea, Thou wilt kindly take ; Every little flower we bring. Every simple hymn we sing. And not one forsake. William C. Dix. 546 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 674 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. T_rUSHED was the evening hymn, -'■ -'- The temple courts were dark, The lamp was burning dim, Before the sacred ark: When suddenly a voice divine Rang through the silence of the shrine. 2 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. 3 O 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. 4 O give me Samuel's heart, A lowly heart, that waits Where 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. 5 O give me Samuel's mind, A sweet, unmurmuring faith, Obedient and resigned To thee in life and death ! That I may read with childlike eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. James D. Burns. S47 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 675 7. 7,7. 5, a "\ A riLT thou hear the voice of praise ^ ^ Which the little children raise, Thou who art, from endless days, Glorious God of all ? While the circling year has sped, Thou hast heavenly blessings shed, Like the dew, upon each head ; Still on thee we call. 2 Still thy constant care bestow; Let us each in wisdom grow. And in favor while below, With the God above. In our hearts the Spirit mild, Which adorned the Saviour-child, Gently soothe each impulse wild To the sway of love. 3 Thine example, kept in view, Jesus, help us to pursue ; Lead us all our journey through By thy guiding hand ; And when life on earth is o'er, Where the blest dwell evermore. May we praise thee and adore. An unbroken band. Mrs. Caroline L. Rice. 6T6 7s. C AVIOUR, teach me day by day, *^ Love's sweet lesson to obey; Sweeter lesson cannot be, Loving him who first loved me. 548 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 2 With a childlike heart of love, At thy bidding may I move ; Prompt to serve and follow thee, Loving him who first loved me. 3 Teach me all thy steps to trace. Strong to follow in thy grace ; Learning how to love from thee ; Loving him who first 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. 5 Thus may I rejoice to show That I feel the love I owe ; Singing, till thy face I see, Of his love who first loved me. Jane E. Leeson. 677 8s. 7s. 6L C AVIOUR, like a shepherd lead us, ^ Much we need thy tenderest care ; In thy pleasant pastures feed us, For our use thy folds prepare ; Blessed 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 : Blessed Jesus ! Hear, O hear us, when we pray. 549 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be ; Thou hast mercy to reheve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free: Blessed Jesus! We will early turn to thee. 4 Early let us seek thy favor, Early let us do thy will ; Blessed Lord and only Saviour, With thy love our bosoms fill : BlessM Jesus! Thou hast loved us, love us still. Author Unknown. 678 CM. "D Y cool Siloam's shady rill ^-^ How fair the. lily 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 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, And stormy passion's rage, sso THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 5 O Thou, whose infant feet were found Within thy Father's shrine, Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine ; 6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek thy grace alone. In childhood, manhood, age, and death, To keep us still thine own. Reginald Heber. 679 CM. HOSANNA! be the children's song. To phrist, the children's King ; His praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the children sing. 2 Hosanna! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. 3 Hosanna ! on the wings of light. O'er earth and ocean fly. Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And heaven to earth, reply. 4 Hosanna ! then, our song shall be ; Hosanna to our King ! This is the children's jubilee ; Let all the children sing. James Montgomery. 551 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 680 7s. 6s. D. "THERE'S a Friend for little children ^ Above the bright blue sky, A Friend who never changes, Whose love will never die ; Our earthly friends may fail us, And change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy Of that dear name he bears. 2 There's a rest for little children Above the bright blue sky, Who love the blessed Saviour, And to the Father cry; A rest from every turmoil, From sin and sorrow 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 song for little children Above the bright blue sky, A son^ that will not weary, Though sung continually; 552 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH A song which even angels Can never, never sing ; They know not Christ as Saviour, . But worship him as King. 5 There's a crown for Httle children Above the bright blue sky, And all who look for Jesus Shall wear it by and by ; All, all above is treasured, And found in Christ alone: Lord, grant thy little children To know thee as their own. Albert Midlane. 681 6s. 5s. D. 13 RIGHTLY gleams our banner, ^-^ Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. Journeying o'er the desert, Gladly thus w^e pray. And with hearts united Take our heavenward way. Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky. Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. 2 Jesus, Lord and Master, At thy sacred feet. Here with hearts rejoicing vSee thy children meet ; 553 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS Often have we left thee, Often gone astray ; Keep us, mighty Saviour, In the narrow way. 3 All our days direct us In the way we go ; Lead us on victorious Over every foe : Bid thine angels shield us When the storm-clouds lower; Pardon, Lord, and save us In the last dread hour. 4 Then with saints and angels May we join above, Offering prayers and praises At thy throne of love ; When the toil is over, Then come rest and peace ; Jesus in his beauty ; Songs that never cease. Thomas J. Potter. Alt. I THINK when I read that sweet story of old. When Jesus was here among men, How he called little children as lambs to his fold, I should like to have been with him then. 554 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 1 wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arms had been thrown around me, 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 thus earnestly seek him below, I shall see him and hear him above : In that beautiful place he has gone to pre- pare, For all who are washed and forgiven ; And many dear children shall be with him there, For of such is the kingdom of heaven. Jemima T. Luke. 683 6s. 5s. D. /^"^HRIST, who once amongst us ^^ As a child did dwell. Is the children's Saviour, And he loves us well ; If we keep our promise Made him at the font, He will be our Shepherd, And we shall not want. 2 There it was they laid us In those tender arms, Where the lambs are carried Safe from all alarms ; 555 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS If we trust his promise, He will let us rest In his arms forever, Leaning on his breast. 3 Though we may not see him For a little while, We shall know he holds us, Often feel his smile ; Death will be to slumber In that sweet embrace. And we shall awaken To behold his face. 4 He will be our Shepherd After as before. By still heavenly waters Lead us evermore. Make us lie in pastures Beautiful and green, Where none thirst or hunger, And no tears are seen. 5 Jesus, our good Shepherd, Laying down thy life. Lest thy sheep should perish In the cruel strife. Help us to remember All thy love and care. Trust in thee, and love thee Always, everywhere. W. St. Hill Bourne. 556 THE CHILDREN AND YOUTH 684 L. M. n^HERE was a time when children sang -'- 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 sing, O will he, can he, hear them now? 4 He can, he will, he loves to hear The notes which loving children 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 ! Thomas R. Taylor. 685 6s. 5s- JESUS, meek and gentle, Son of God most high. Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear thy children's cry. 557 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love ; Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. 3 Lead us on pur journey, Be thyself the way Through the earthly darkness To the heavenly day. George R. Prynne. EDUCATION 686 L, M, T^HE Lord our God alone is strong.; ^ His hands build not for one brief day ; His wondrous works, through ages long. His wisdom and his power display. 2 His mountains lift their solemn forms. To watch in silence o'er the land ; The rolling ocean, rocked with storms, Sleeps in the hollow of his hand. 3 Beyond the heavens he sits alone, The universe obeys his nod ; The lightning-rifts disclose his throne. And thunders voice the name of God. 4 Thou sovereign God, receive this gift Thy willing servants offer thee ; Accept the prayers that thousands lift, And let these halls thy temple be. 5 And let those learn, who here shall meet, True wisdom is with reverence crowned. And science walks with humble feet To seek the God that faith hath found. Caleb T. Winchester. 558 CHARITIES AND REFORMS 687 C M. A LMIGHTY Lord, with one accord '^^ We offer thee our youth, And pray that thou would 'st give us now The warfare of the truth. 2 Thy cause doth claim our souls by name. Because that we are strong ; ^ In all the land, one steadfast band. May we to Christ belong. 3 Let fall on every college hall The luster of thy cross. That love may dare thy work to share And count all else as loss. 4 Our hearts be ruled, our spirits schooled Alone thy will to seek ; And when we find thy blessed mind. Instruct our lips to speak. M. WooLSEY Stryker. CHARITIES AND REFORMS 688 S, M, Wl E give thee but thine own, ^ ^ Whate'er the gift may be ; All that we have is thine alone, A trust, 0 Lord, from thee. 2 May we thy bounties thus As stewards true receive. And gladly, as thou blessest us, To thee our first fruits give. 559 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 O hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold! 4 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 5 The captive to release. To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, — It is a Christlike thing. 6 And we believe thy word. Though dim our faith may be ; Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto thee. William W. How. 689 L. M. T^EAR ties of mutual succor bind ^^ The children of our feeble race. And if our brethren were not kind. This earth were but a weary place. 2 We lean on others as we walk Life's twilight path, with pitfalls strewn ; And 'twere an idle boast to talk Of treading that dim path alone. 3 Amid the snares misfortune lay^ Unseen beneath the steps of all, Blest is the love that seeks to raise, And stay and strengthen those who fall ; 560 CHARITIES AND REFORMS 4 Till, taught by Him who for our sake Bore every form of life's distress, With every passing year we make The sum of human sorrow less. William C. Bryant. Copyright, D. Appleton & Co. 690 C M. Air HO is thy neighbor? He whom thou * • Hast power to aid or bless ; Whose aching heart or burning brow Thy soothing hand may press. 2 Thy neighbor? 'Tis the fainting poor, Whose eye with want is dim ; O enter thou his humble door. With aid and peace for him. 3 Thy neighbor? He who drinks the cup When sorrow drowns the brim ; With words of high, sustaining hope, Go thou and comfort him. 4 Thy neighbor? Pass no mourner by; Perhaps thou canst redeem A breaking heart from misery ; Go, share thy lot with him. William B. O. Peabody. 691 L, M. I_J ELP us, O Lord, thy yoke to wear, -■- ^ Delighting in thy perfect will ; Each other's burdens learn to bear, And thus thy law of love fulfill. •37 561 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 He that hath pity on the poor Lendeth his substance to the Lord ; And, lo! his recompense is sure, For more than all shall be restored. 3 Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart, As thou hast blest our various store. From our abundance to impart A liberal portion to the poor. 4 To thee our all devoted be. In whom we breathe and move and live ; Freely we have received from thee ; Freely may we rejoice to give. Thomas Cotterill. 693 8. 8, 8. 4. /^ LORD of heaven and earth and sea, ^^ To thee all praise and glory be ! How shall we show our love to thee. Who givest all? 2 The golden sunshine, vernal air. Sweet flowers and fruit thy love declare ; When harvests ripen, thou art there, Who givest all. 3 For peaceful homes, and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays. We owe thee thankfulness and praise. Who givest all. 4 Thou didst not spare thine only Son, But gav'st him for a world undone. And freely with that blessed One Thou givest all. 562 CHARITIES AND REFORMS 5 Thou giv'st the Spirit's holy dower, Spirit of life and love and power, And dost his sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. 6 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven. What can to thee, O Lord, be given. Who givest all? 7 We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have, as treasure without end, Whatever, Lord, to thee we lend. Who givest all. 8 Whatever, Lord, we lend to thee. Repaid a thousandfold will be ; Then gladly will we give to thee Who givest all. 9 To thee, from whom we all derive Our life, otir gifts, our power to give ; O may we ever with thee live. Who givest all! Christopher Wordsworth. 693 7s. D. pOUR thy blessings, Lord, like showers, ^ On these barren lives of ours ; Warm and quicken them with grace Till they bloom and bear apace Fruit of prayer and fruit of praise. Holy thoughts and kindly ways, Loving sacrifices shown Wheresoever need is known. 563 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Chief est, Lord, to-day may we In the sick and suffering see, Those whom thou would 'st have us bless With fraternal tenderness. With our treasure freely poured. With compassion's richer hoard, With these ministries most dear To thy stricken children here. 3 Heavy is the cross they bear, But our love that cross can share ; Dark thy Providence must seem. But our cheer can cast a gleam On their lot ; and in our turn Holiest lessons \ve may learn, Where thine own revealing light Streams through pain's mysterious night. Miss H. McE. Kimball. 694 CM. C HE loved her Saviour, and to him *^ Her costliest present brought; To crown his head, or grace his name. No gift too rare she thought. 2 So let the Saviour be adored. And not the poor despised ; Give to the hungry from your hoard, But all, give all to Christ. 3 Go, clothe the naked, lead the blind, Give to the weary rest ; For sorrow's children comfort find. And help for all distressed ; 564 CHARITIES AND REFORMS 4 But give to Christ alone thy heart, Thy faith, thy love supreme ; Then for his sake thine alms impart. And so give all to him. Wii-LiAM Cutter. 695 L. M. WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, What were his works, from day to day. But miracles of power and grace. That spread salvation through our race? 2 At his command, from ray less night Redeemed, the blind receive their sight; The deaf in rapture hear his voice, The dumb in songs of praise rejoice. 3 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 4 Teach us to mark, from day to day. In generous acts our radiant -way, Tread the same path our Saviour trod. The path to glory and to God. Thomas Gibbons. 696 C. M, r^ HOW can they look up to heaven, ^^ And ask for mercy there, Who never soothed the poor man's pang, Nor dried the orphan's tear? 565 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 The dread omnipotence of heaven We every hour provoke; Yet still the mercy of our God Withholds the avenging stroke : 3 And Christ was still the healing friend Of poverty and pain ; And never did imploring soul His garment touch in vain. 4 May we with humble effort take Example from above ; And thence the active lesson learn Of charity and love ! Simon Browne. 697 R M. ]3 ESCUE the perishing, -"^^ Care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave : 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, Waiting the penitent child to receive : Plead with them earnestly. Plead with them gently : He will forgive if they only believe. 566 CHARITIES AND REFORMS 3 Down in the human heart, Crushed by the tempter, FeeHngs He buried that grace can restore : Touched by a loving heart, Wakened by kindness, Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. 4 Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it; Strength for thy labor the Lord will pro- vide: Back to the narrow way Patiently win them; Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died. Fanny J. Crosby. 698 S. M. IV/r OURN for the thousands slain, iVi 'pj^g youthful and the strong ; Mourn for the wine cup's fearful reign, And the deluded throng. 2 Mourn for the ruined soul — Eternal life and light Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, And turned to hopeless night. 3 Mourn for the lost ; but call, Call to the strong, the free ; Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall. And to the refuge flee. 567 vSPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 4 Mourn for the lost ; but pray, Pray to our God above, To break the fell destroyer's sway, And show his saving love. Seth C. Brace, 699 C M» nPHINK gently of the erring one; ^ O let us not forget, However darkly stained by sin, He is our brother yet ! 2 Heir of the same inheritance. Child of the selfsame God, He hath but stumbled in the path We have in weakness trod. 3 Speak gently to the erring ones : We yet may lead them back. With holy words, and tones of love, From misery's thorny track. 4 Forget not, brother, thou hast sinned, And sinful yet may'st be ; Deal gently with the erring heart, As God hath dealt with thee. Julia A. Car:ney, NATIONAL OCCASIONS 700 ' C M* r^ LORD, our fathers oft have told, ^-^ In our attentive ears. Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. 568 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 2 'Twas not their courage nor their sword To them salvation gave; 'Twas not their number nor their strength That did their country save ; 3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored. Thy providence protected them Who thy great name adored. 4 As thee their God our fathers owned, So thou art still our King ; O, therefore, as thou didst to them, To us deliverance bring ! 5 To thee the glory we ascribe. From whom salvation came; In God, our shield, we will rejoice. And ever bless thy name. Tate and Brady. 701 - CM, T ORD, while for all mankind we pray, ^^ Of every clime and coast, O hear us for our native land. The land we love the most. 2 O guard our shores from every foe ; With peace our borders bless. Our cities with prosperity. Our fields with plenteousness. 569 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 Unite us in the sacred love Of knowledge, truth, and thee ; And let our hills and valleys shout The songs of liberty. 4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee Our country we commend ; Be thou her refuge and her trust, Her everlasting Friend . John R. Wreford. 702 6, 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4. IV/TY country, 'tis of thee, ^^^ Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing: Land where my fathers died. Land of the pilgrims' pride. From every mountain side Let freedom ring! 2 My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free. Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills ; My heart with rapture thrills. Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song: Let mortal tongues awake ; Let all that breathe partake ; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. 570 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 4 Our fathers' God, to thee, Author of liberty. To thee we sing ; Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light; Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King. Samuel Francis Smith. 703 6. 6. 4, 6. 6. 6. 4. t^OD bless our native land! ^-^ Firm may she ever stand. Through storm and night: When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of wind and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might ! 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies ; On him we wait : Thou who art ever nigh. Guarding with watchful eye. To thee aloud we cry, God save the State ! Charles T. Brooks and John S. Dwight. 704 lOs. r^ OD of our fathers, whose almighty hand ^-^ Leads forth in beauty all the starry band Of shining worlds in splendor through the skies. Our grateful songs before thy throne arise. 571 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Thy love divine hath led us in the past, In this free land by thee our lot is cast ; Be thou our ruler, guardian, guide, and stay. Thy word our law, thy paths our chosen way. 3 From war's alarms, from deadly pesti- lence, Be thy strong arm our ever sure defense ; Thy true religion in our hearts increase. Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace. 4 Refresh thy people on their toilsome way. Lead us from night to never-ending day ; Fill all our lives with love and grace divine, And glory, laud, and praise be ever thine. Daniel C. Roberts. 705 L. M, r^ GOD of love, O King of Peace, ^^ Make wars throughout the world to cease ; The wrath of sinful man restrain ; Give peace, O God, give peace again. 2 Remember, Lord, thy works of old, The wonders that our fathers told ; Remember not our sin's dark stain ; Give peace, O God, give peace again. 572 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 3 Whom shall we trust but thee, O Lord? Where rest but on thy faithful word ? None ever called on thee in vain ; Give peace, O God, give peace again. 4 Where saints and angels dwell above, All hearts are knit in holy love ; O bind us in that heavenly chain ; Give peace, O God, give peace again. Henry W. Baker. 706 L.M. f^ REAT God of nations, now to thee ^-^ Our hymn of gratitude we raise ; With humble heart and bending knee We offer thee our song of praise. 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God, For all the kindness thou hast shown To this fair land the pilgrims trod. This land We fondly call our own. 3 Here freedom spreads her banner wide . And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; Here thou our fathers' steps didst guide In safety through their dangerous way. 4 We praise thee that the gospel's light Through all our land its radiance sheds, Dispels the shades of error's night. And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 5 Great God, preserve us in thy fear; In danger still our guardian be ; O spread thy truth's bright precepts here ; Let all the people worship thee. Alfred A. Woodhull. 573 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 701' P. M, r^ OD, the All-Terrible ! thou who ordainest ^^ Thunder thy clarion, and lightning thy sword; Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest ; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 2 God, the Omnipotent] mighty Avenger, Watching invisible, judging unheard; Save us in mercy, O save us from danger ; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 3 God, the All-Merciful! earth hath for- saken Thy ways all holy, and slighted thy word ; Let not thy wrath in its terror awaken ; Give to us pardort and peace, O Lord. 4 So will thy people, with thankful de- votion. Praise him who saved them from peril and sword. Shouting in chorus, from ocean to ocean, Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord. Henry F. Chorley. •708 L. M, r^ REAT God ! beneath whose piercing eye ^-^ The earth's extended kingdoms lie; Whose favoring smile upholds them all, Whose anger smites them, and they fall ; 574 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 2 We bow before thy heavenly throne ; Thy power we see, thy greatness own ; Yet, cherished by thy milder voice. Our bosoms tremble and rejoice. 3 Thy kindness to our fathers shown Their children's children long shall own ; To thee, with grateful hearts, shall raise The tribute of exulting praise. 4 Led on by thine unerring aid. Secure the paths of life we tread ; And, freely as the vital air. Thy first and noblest bounties share. 5 Great God, our Guardian, Guide, and Friend ! O still thy sheltering arm extend ; Preserved by thee for ages past. For ages let thy kindness last ! William Roscoe. Alt. 709 8s* 7s. THREAD Jehovah! God of nations! ^-^ From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications ; Now for their deliverance rise. 2 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, In thy holy place we bend ; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning; Hear us, spare us, and defend. 575 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding ; Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that mercy veil transgression ; Let that blood our guilt efface : Save thy people from oppression ; Save from spoil thy holy place. Thomas Cotterill. 710 8s, 6L (^ OD of our fathers, known of old, ^-^ Lord of our far-flung battle line, Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine : Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget! 2 The tumult and the shouting dies ; The captains and the kings depart ; Still stands thine ancient sacrifice. An humble and a contrite heart: Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet. Lest we forget, lest we forget! 3 Far-called our navies melt away. On dune and headland sinks the fire ; Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre ! Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget ! 576 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 4 If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not thee in awe, Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the law : Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet. Lest we forget, lest we forget! 5 For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard ; All valiant dust that builds on dust. And guarding calls not thee to guard : For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy mercy on thy people, Lord ! RuDYARD Kipling. 711 7s. D* CWELL the anthem, raise the song; *^ Praises to our God belong ; Saints and angels join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. Blessings from his liberal hand Flow around this happy land : Kept by him no foes annoy ; Peace and freedom we enjoy. 2 Here, beneath a virtuous sway May we cheerfully obey ; - Never feel oppression's rod. Ever own and worship God. Hark ! the voice of nature sings Praises to the King of kings ; Let us join the choral song. And the grateful notes prolong. Nathan Strong. Alt. 38 577 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 712 L,M. /^UR thought of thee is glad with hope, ^^ Dear country of our love and prayer : Thy way is down no fatal slope, But up to freer sun and air. 2 Tried as by furnace fires, and yet By God's grace only stronger made ; In future tasks before thee set Thou shalt not lack the old-time aid. 3 Great, without seeking to be great By fraud or conquest; rich in gold. But richer in the large estate Of virtue which thy children hold. 4 With peace that comes of purity, And strength to simple justice due, So runs our loyal dream of thee. God of our fathers! make it true. 5 O land of lands! to thee .we give Our love, our trust, our service free; For thee thy sons shall nobly live, And at thy need shall die for thee. John G. Whittier. Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 713 L.M. /^UR fathers' God, to thee we raise, ^^ In cheerful song, our grateful praise ; From shore to shore the anthems rise ; Accept a nation's sacrifice. 578 NATIONAL OCCASIONS 2 Incline our hearts with godly fear To seek thy face, thy word revere ; Cause thou all wrongs, all strife to cease, And lead us in the paths of peace. 3 Here may the weak a welcome find. And wealth increase with lowly mind ; A refuge, still, for all oppressed, O be our land forever blest! 4 Thy wisdom. Lord, thy guidance lend, Where'er our widening bounds extend; Inspire our wills to speed thy plan : The kingdom of the Son of man ! 5 Through all the past thy truth we trace, Thy ceaseless care, thy signal grace ; O may our children's children prove Thy sovereign, everlasting love. Benjamin Copeland. 714 CM. a /^ KING of kings, O Lord of hosts, whose ^-^ throne is lifted high Above the nations of the earth, the armies of the sky. The spirits of the perfected may give their nobler songs; And we, thy children, worship thee, to whom all praise belongs. 579 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 2 Thy hand has hid within our fields treasures of countless worth ; The light, the suns of other years, shine from the depths of earth ; The very dust, inbreathed by thee, the clods all cold and dead, Wake into beauty and to life, to give thy children bread. 3 Thou who hast sown the sky with stars, setting thy thoughts in gold, Hast crowned our nation's life, and ours, with blessings manifold ; Thy mercies have been numberless; thy love, thy grace, thy care. Were wider than our utmost need, and higher than our prayer. 4 O King of kings, O Lord of hosts, our fathers' God and ours! Be with us in the future years ; and if the tempest lowers. Look through the cloud with light of love, and smile our tears away And lead us through the brightening years to heaven's eternal day. Henry Burton. THE SEASONS 715 L. M. P TERNAL Source of every joy, ^-^ Well may thy praise our lips employ. While in thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 580 THE SEASONS 2 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; Still be the cheerful homage paid, With opening light and evening shade. 3 Here in thy house shall incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, Still we will make thy mercies known Around thy board, around our own. 4 O may our more harmonious tongue In worlds unknown pursue the song; And in those brighter courts adore. Where days and years revolve no more! Philip Doddridge. 716 7s. 6s. D* Wl E plow the fields and scatter ^ ^ The good seed on the land, 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. 2 He only is the Maker Of all things near and far ; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening-star; The winds and waves obey him. By him the birds are fed ; Much more to us, his children, He gives our daily bread. 581 SPECIAL SUBJECTS AND OCCASIONS 3 We thank thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seedtime and the harvest. Our life, our health, our food ; Accept the gifts we offer For all thy love imparts, And, what thou most desirest. Our humble, thankful hearts. Matthias Claudius. Tr. by Jane M. Campbell. 717 7s. a /'^OME, ye thankful people, come, ^^ 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 growm ; 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. 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take his harvest home ; From his field shall in that day All offenses purge away ; 582 DOXOLOGIES 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, forever purified, In thy presence to abide : Come, with all thine angels, come, Raise the glorious harvest-home. Henry Alford. DOXOLOGIES 718 L, M. 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. Thomas Ken. 719 CM, IVfOW let the Father, and the Son, ^ ^ And Spirit, be adored ; Where there are works to make him known. Or saints to love the Lord. Isaac Watts. 583 DOXOLOGIES 730 CM. n^O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, ^ The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Tate and Brady. 721 CM. nr HE God of mercy be adored, -'- Who calls our souls from death, Who saves by his redeeming word, And new-creating breath; To praise the Father, and the Son, And Spirit all-divine. The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. Isaac Watts. 722 S. M. ^O God, the Father, Son, -*■ And Spirit, One in Three, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall forever be. John Wesley. 723 8s. 7s. D. T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, ^^ Bid us now depart 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. Robert Hawker. 584 DOXOLOGIES 734 8. 1. 8. 7. 4. 7. (^REAT Jehovah! we adore thee, ^^ God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne: Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One ! William Goode. 735 ' 7s. C ING we to our God above, *^ Praise eternal as his love ; Praise him, all ye heavenly host, — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Charles Wesley. 736 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 8. 1. 6. pATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, ^ Thy Godhead we adore. Join we with the heavenly host, To praise thee evermore ! Live, by earth and heaven adored. The Three in One, the One in Three ; Holy, holy, holy Lord, All glory be to thee ! Charles Wesley. 727 6. 6. 4. 6, 6. 6. 4. T^O God, the Father, Son, ■^ And Spirit, Three in One, All praise be given! Crown him, in ever}^ song; To him your hearts belong : Let all his praise prolong. On earth, in heaven! Edwin F. Hatfield. 585 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES DIRECTIONS FOR CHANTING 1 Chants consist of two distinct divi- sions : one portion is reciteci, the other por- tion is sung. 2 The words from the commencement of each verse and half verse up to the ac- cented syllable, which is printed in italics, are called the Recitation, and should be re- cited smoothly, and without undue haste. 3 On reaching the accented syllable, and beginning with it, the music of the chant commences, in strict time (a tempo), the upright strokes corresponding to the bars. The Recitation must therefore be consid- ered as outside the chant, and may be of any length. The note on which the Reci- tation is made is called the Reciting-note. 4 If there is no syllable after that which is accented, the accented syllable must be held for one whole bar or measure. 5 Marks of punctuation must be attend- ed to, as in good reading. 6 As the accent holds the position of the first beat of the first bar, it is unnecessary to sing it louder than any of the words re- cited; its position, musically, will give it quite enough emphasis. 7 Final ed is always to be pronounced as a separate syllable. 586 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES 728 r^ COME, let us sing \ unto • the | Lord |1 ^-^ let us heartily rejoice in the | strength of I our sal- | vation. 2 Let us come before his presence \ with thanks- | giving || and show ourselves | glad in | him with | psalms. 3 For the Lord is a | great — | God || and a great \ King a- | bove all | gods. 4 In his hand are all the corners | of the | earth || and the strength of the | hills is I his — I also. 5 The sea is his \ and he | made it || and his hands pre- | pared * the | dry — | land. 6 O come, let us worship and | fall — | down II and kneel be- | fore the | Lord our I Maker. 7 For he is the | Lord our | God || and we are the people of his pasture, and the | sheep of | his — | hand. 8 O worship the Lord in the | beauty ' of | holiness || let the whole earth \ stand in I awe of | him. 9 For he cometh, for he cometh. to | judge the | earth || and with righteous- ness to judge the world, and the j peo- ple I with his I truth. Glory be to the Father |, and ' to the j Son || and I to the | Ho-ly | Ghost; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ev-er | shall be || world without j end. — I A I men. 587 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES 729 A A rE praise \ thee, O | God || we Rcknowl- ^^ edge I thee to | be the | Lord. 2 All the earth doth | wor-ship | thee || the I Fa-ther | ev-er- | lasting. 3 To thee all Angels \ cry a- | loud || the Heavens and | all the | Powers there- | in. 4 To thee Cherubim and | Ser-a- | phim || con- I tin-ual- | ly do | cry, 5 Holy I Ho-ly | Ho-ly || Lord \ God of | Sab-a- I oth; 6 Heaven and earth are full of the | Maj- es- I ty II of I thy — I Glo- — | ry. 7 The glorious compSLny \ of ' the A- | postles II praise \ | | thee. 8 The goodly /^/lowship | of the | Proph- ets II praise \ | | thee. 9 The noble \ army * of | Martyrs || praise \ I I thee. 10 The holy Church throughout | all the world II doth ac- | knowl | edge — thee. 1 1 The I Fa- — I ther || of an | in- ' finite | Maj-es- I ty; 12 Thine a- | dor- * able, | true || and \ on- — I — ly I Son ; 13 Also the I Holy | Ghost || the \ Com- — I fort I er. 14 Thou art the j King of | Glory || O | I I Christ. 15 Thou art the ever- \ last-ing | Son || of \ — the I Fa- — j ther. 588 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES 1 6 When thou tookest upon thee to de- | liv-er I man || thou didst humble thy- self to be | born — | of a | Virgin. 1 7 When thou hadst overcome the | sharp- ness * of I death || thou didst open the Kingdom of | Heaven " to | all be- I lie vers. 1 8 Thou sittest at the ^ight \ hand of | God II in the | Glo-ry | of the | Fa- ther. 19 We believe that | thou shalt | come || to \ he — I our — | Judge. 20 We therefore pray thee j help thy | serv- ants II whom thou hast re