LIBRARY OF CONGRESS. Chap..—.—. Copyright No...... Shelf :£.$ ft 3 &T3 UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. *i£- *M- *M *J£- ~^f- ^k" ~^f- ~^£- ~i£- ~^ HYMNAL ^ — OF THE — *e Evangelical - Ghorch. WORD EDITION. ElDBlJtf PUBLISHING HOUSE, 1716-1718 Chouteau Avenue St. Louis, Mo 5^- ^- *M- ^- ~^- ^- *&■ ~4£- "5^- *M- ^S ^S "^ ^S ^S ^S ^S •^v ^S ^S 46170 jUibrai y of Congress Two tOPttS RECtUED SEP 12 1900 Copyright entry SECOND COPY. Delivered to ORDER DIVISION, SEP 19 190U $ p& ^° 80078 Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1900, BY A. G. TGENNIES, in trust for the Eden Publishing House, in the office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington, D. C. FIMSUVVOJ©. ,p T*he German Evangelical Synod of North ■ America, organized A. D. 1840, has of late years been confronted by the necessity of giving to its children a Hymnal in the language of the country. The rising generation of this church, though of German ancestry, is gradually, in some sections even rapidly, drifting away from the lan- guage and customs of its forefathers, land is in danger of becoming estranged to a church, all of whose services hitherto have been conducted in the German language. While there are many Hymnals in the English language, yet there is none that contains a suffi- cient number of beautiful, lofty and dignified German chorales, to merit its introduction into the Evangelical congregations, with whom the knowledge of these chorales is the very essence of their musical taste and education. Accordingly, in February, 1899, a Hymnal in the English language, which should meet the re- quirements of the Evangelical Church, has been published. It is a splendid work, based upon the noble German chorales with the very cream of English and American hymns, both a selection and collection of choice tunes and distinctive Evangelical hymns. Old English tunes, which IV. have become obsolete and worthless, have been dropped, and the acquired space has been given to the most exquisite music of ancient and modern date only. Melodies of rare metre and merit, never before published in America, have been adopted and new translations of choice German hymns introduced. The arrangement of hymns according to the church-year and under many miscellaneous headings facilitates their selection. The Hymnal has found the happy approval and praise of many men of national renown in the line of hymnological literature. Hardly a year has elapsed since its publication and intro- duction in many of the Evangelical congregations, and already comes the demand for a very cheap edition, without music, which might be used alongside the Hymnal proper. In order to meet this request, this word edition of the Hymnal of the Evangelical Church is now published, only the music and appendix being omitted, and placed into the hands of the public, with the sincere wish that this edition, too, may prove to be a source of great blessing and a means of establish- ing praise and glory to God, the Giver of all good. Be filled with the spirit; speaking to your- selves in Psalms, and Hymns, and spiritual Songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord. Eph. 5, 18. 19. BOARD OF PUBLICATION. St. Louis, June, 1900. I. WORSHIP— HYMNS. At the Opening of Service 1—25 At the Close of Service 26— 35 ii. the father. the son, and the holy spirit- god, The Father Almighty: His Being and Attributes 36— 57 The Creation , Government and Providence . . 58—79 The Angels 80-83 The Fall and Redemption of Man 84— 91 Jesus Christ, The Son op God, Our Lord: The Advent 92-101 The Nativity 102-114 The Epiphany 115—122 The Teaching, Character and Example 123-144 The Passion 145-172 The Resurrection 173—193 The Ascension . . .194-202 The Kingdom and Glory 203—216 The Second Coming 217—226 The Holy Spirit 227—247 The Holy Trinity .248-255 III. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST— Its Nature, Warfare and Guidance 256—263 The Communion of Saints 264—275 Reformation and Home Missions 276 301 Foreign Missions 302—322 IV. THE MEANS OF GRACE- The Word of God 323—338 The Lord's Day and Sanctuary 339-367 The Ministry, Ordination and Installation 368 375 The Holy Baptism 37G— 382 VI. HYMNS. The Confirmation 383—395 The Holy Communion 396—414 V. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE— Prayer and Aspiration 415-440 Invitation 441 — 452 Repentance • 453-468 Faith and Salvation 469—492 Love, and Communion with Christ 493-527 Consecration and Service 528—553 Temptation, Struggle and Victory 554—576 Comfort, Trust and Hope in Suffering 577 — 605 Praise and Thanksgiving 606—637 VI. MISCELLANEOUS and SPECIAL OCCASIONS— Our Country and Government: In Peace and Prosperity 638 — 645 In War and National Trouble 646—652 The Seasons .653—661 Harvest 662—669 The Old Year 670—673 The New Year 674—682 Daily Devotion: Morning 683—696 Evening 697—731 Home and Personal Use 732—740 For the Sick and Afflicted 741—747 Travelers by Land and Sea 748—751 Matrimony 752—755 Children' s Services 756—807 Teachers 808—809 Farewell Services 810 Orphans 811 Offerings 812—813 Laying a Corner-stone 814—815 Dedication of a Church 816—817 Restoration of a Church 818 Dedication of Church Bells 819 Dedication of an Organ 820 Dedication of a Burial Ground 821 VII. VII. PILGRIMAGE and the LIFE EVERLASTING— HYMNS. Pilgrimage 822—843 The Christian's Death 844—851 Burial of the Dead 852—864 The Resurrection and Judgment 865—868 The Life Everlasting 869—888 PAGES Doxologies 744—749 Index of Hymns 750—767 L WORSHIP. At the Opening of Service. 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. All Glory be to God on high, Who hath our race befriended! To us no harm shall now come nigh, The strife at last is ended; God showeth His good-will to men, And peace shall reign on earth again, thank Him for His goodness. We praise, we worship Thee, we trust, And give Thee thanks for ever, Father, that Thy rule is just, And wise, and changes never: Thy boundless power o'er all things reigns, Thou dost whate'er Thy will ordains; Well for us that Thou rulest! Jesus Christ, our God and Lord, Son of Thy heavenly Father, Thou who hast our peace restored And the lost sheep dost gather, Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high From out our depths we sinners cry, Have mercy on us, Jesus ! 1 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 4 O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift, Thou Comforter unfailing, O'er Satan's snares our souls uplift, And let Thy power availing Avert our woes and calm our dread: For us the Saviour's blood was shed; We trust in Thee to save us! Nicolaus Deems, 1526. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862 & L. M. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all Creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host; Praise . Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 5 L. M. 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise: Let the Eedeemer's praise 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 4 L. M. 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone, U : He can create, and He destroy. :|| 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, || : He brought us to His fold again. : || 2 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 3 We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame; What lasting honors shall we rear, ||: Almighty Maker, to Thy Name?:|| * 4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, II : Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. : 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, || : When rolling years shall cease to move. : Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719, alt. 6 L. M 1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord! We praise Thy Name with one accord. Thy saints who here Thy goodness see, Thro' all the world do worship Thee. 2 To Thee aloud all angels cry, The heavens and all the powers on high: Thee, holy, holy, holy King, Lord God of hosts, they ever sing. 3 The apostles join the glorious throng; The prophets swell the immortal song; Thy martyrs' noble army raise Eternal anthems to Thy praise. 4 From day to day, Lord, do we Highly exalt and honor Thee ! Thy Name we worship and adore, World without end, forevermore! 5 Vouchsafe, Lord, we humbly pray, To keep us safe from sin this day; Have mercy, Lord! we trust in Thee; O, let us ne'er confounded be! Tr. in Cotterill's Selection, 1815. 3 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE, 6 L. M, 1 All 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 folk, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. 3 enter then His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. W. Kethe, 1561. >Z L. M. 1 Lord Jesus Christ, be present now! And let Thy Holy Spirit bow All hearts in love and fear to-day, To hear the truth and keep Thy way. 2 Open our lips to sing Thy praise, Our hearts in true devotion raise, Strengthen our faith, increase our light, That we may know Thy Name aright: 3 Until we join the host that cry Holy art Thou, O Lord most High! And 'mid the light of that blest place Shall gaze upon Thee face to face. 4 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. Glorv to God, the Father, Son. And" Holy Spirit, Three in One! To Thee, O blessed Trinity, Be praise throughout eternity ! Wm. August. II., Duke of Saxe- Weimar, 1638. Tr. Catharine Winkworth, 1862. 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4. 1 Come, 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 Jesus, our Lord, descend; From all our foes defend, Nor let us fall ; Let Thine almighty aid Our sure defense be made, Our souls on Thee be stayed; Lord, hear our call. 3 Come, Thou incarnate "Word Gird on Thy mighty sword; Our prayer attend; Come, and Thy people bless ; Come, give Thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 4 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. AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 5 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore; His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. Unknown, c, 1757. 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6.4. 1 Glory to God on high; Let heaven and earth reply; Praise ye His Name; His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore; And sing forevermore, "Worthy the Lamb." 2 Ye who surround the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising His Name; Ye who have felt His blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound His dear Name abroad, "Worthy the Lamb." 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless; Praise ye His Name; In Him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, "Worthy the Lamb." 4 Soon must we change our place; Yet will we never cease Praising His Name; To Him our songs we'll bring, Hail Him our gracious King, And through all ages sing, "Worthy the Lamb." Rev. James Allen, 1761. alt. 6 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 10 C. M. 1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my pray'r, || : 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 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand : Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight || : Xor dwell at Thy right hand.:|| 4 Now to Thy house I will resort To taste Thy mercies there, I will frequent Thy holy court II : And worship in Thy fear. : || 5 may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight, II : And plain before my face. :|| Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 11 C. M. 1 Sing we. the song of those who stand Around th' eternal throne. Of every kindred, clime, and land, — II : A multitude unknown. :|| 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish, here ; To-day the young, the old, Our Saviour and His flock appear, II : One Shepherd and one fold. : || 3 Toil, trial, suffering, still await On earth the pilgrim throng; Yet learn we in our low estate II : The Church triumphant's song. :|] 7 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 4 " Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain," Cry the redeemed above, "Blessing and honor to obtain, II : And everlasting love." :|| 5 "Worthy the Lamb," on earth we sing, "Who died our souls to save: Henceforth, O death, where is thy sting? || : Thy victory, O grave?" :|| 6 Then hallelujah, power and praise •To God in Christ be given ; May all who now this anthem raise, || : Renew the song in heaven. :|| James Montgomery, 1822. IS 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 1 Open now thy gates of beauty Zion, let me enter there, Where my soul in joyful duty Waits for Him who answers pray'r: O how blessed is this place, Filled with solace, light and grace. 2 Yes, my God, I come before Thee, Come Thou also down to me ; % Where we find Thee and adore Thee, There a heaven on earth must be. To my heart O enter Thou, Let it be Thy temple now. 3 Here Thy praise is gladly chanted, Here Thy seed is duly sown ; . Let my soul, where it is planted, Bring forth precious sheaves alone; So that all I hear may be Fruitful unto life in me. AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 4 Thou my faith increase and quicken, Let me keep Thy gift divine, Howsoe'er temptations thicken; May Thy word still o'er me shine; As my pole-star through my life, As my comfort in my strife. 5 Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee, Let Thy will be done indeed; May I undisturbed draw near Thee While Thou dost Thy people feed. Here of life the fountain flows, Here is balm for all our woes. Benjamin Schmolck, 1732. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1863. 13 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 8. 1 Blessed Jesus at Thy word We are gathered all to hear Thee; Let our hearts and souls be stirred Now to seek and love and fear Thee, By Thy teachings sweet and holy, Drawn from earth to love Thee solely. 2 All our knowledge, sense, and sight Lie in deepest darkness shrouded, Till Thy spirit breaks our night With the beams of truth unclouded. Thou alone to God canst win us, Thou must work all good within us. 3 Glorious Lord, Thyself impart! Light of Light, from God proceeding, Open Thou our ears and heart, Help us by Thy Spirit's pleading; Hear the cry Thy people raises, Hear, and bless our prayers and praises. Tobias Clausnitzen, 1668. Tr. Anon. 9 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 1-5 7. 8. 7. 8, 7. 7. 1 Light of Light, enlighten me ! Now anew the day is dawning; Sun of grace, the shadows flee, Brighten Thou my Sabbath morning! With Thy joyous sunshine blest, Happy is my day of rest. 2 Fount of all our joy and peace, To Thy living waters lead me; Thou from earth my soul release, And with grace and mercy feed me. Bless Thy word, that it may prove Rich in fruits that Thou dost love. 3 Kindle Thou the sacrifice That upon my lips is lying; Clear the shadows from mine eyes, That, from every error flying, No strange fire may in me glow That Thine altar doth not know. 4 Let me with my heart to-day, Holy, holy, holy singing, Rapt awhile from earth away, All my soul to Thee up-springing, Have a foretaste, inly given, How they worship Thee in heaven. 5 Rest in me and I in Thee, Build a paradise within me; O reveal Thyself to me, Blessed Love, who diedst to win me: Fed from Thy exhaustless urn, Pure and bright my lamp will burn. 10 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 6 Hence all care, all vanity, For the day to God is holy: Come, Thou glorious majesty, Deign to fill this temple lowly ; Naught to-day my soul shall move, Simply resting in Thy love. Benjamin Schmolck, 1715, Tr. Catherine Winkwortk, 1858. 15 10. 10. 10. 10. (Or to Longwood.) 1 Father, again in Jesus' Name we meet, And bow in penitence beneath Thy feet; Again to Thee our feeble voices raise, To sue for mercy, and to sing Thy praise. 2. O we would bless Thee for Thy ceaseless care, And all Thy work from day to day declare ! Is not our life with hourly mercies crowned? Does not Thine arm encircle us around? 3 Alas, unworthy of Thy boundless love, Too oft with careless feet from Thee we rove ; But now, encouraged by Thy voice, we come, Returning sinners to a Father's home. 4 by that Name in which all fulness dwells, by that love which every love excels, by that blood so freely shed for sin, Open blest mercy's gate/ and take us in! Lady L. E. G. Whitmore , 1824. 16 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns; His throne is built on high; The garments he assumes Are light and majesty ; His glories shine with beams so bright No mortal eye can bear the sight. 11 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 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, Surprising wisdom shines ; Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their cursed designs; Strong is His arm, and shall fulfill His great decrees, His sovereign will. 4 And can this mighty 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, and praise the Lord! Rev. Isaac Watts , 1709. ±T 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 1 Christ is our Corner-stone, On Him alone we build; With His true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled; On His great love our hopes we place Of present grace and joys above. 2 O then with hyms of praise These hallowed courts shall ring; Our voices we will raise The Three in One to sing; And thus proclaim in joyful song, Both loud and long, that glorious Name. 12 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 3 Here, gracious God, do Thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh; In copious shower on all who pray, Each holy day, Thy blessings pour. 4 Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore; And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore, Until that day when all the blest To endless rest are called away. Anon. (Latin, 6th or 7th Century.) Tr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837. ±& 6. 6. 8. 6. 6. 8, 6. o\ 6. 1 God reveals His presence ; Let us now adore Him, And with awe appear before Him. God is in His temple, All in us keep silence, And before Him bow with rev'rence. Him alone— God we own ; He's our Lord and Saviour: Praise His Name forever. 2 God reveals His presence Whom angelic legions Serve with awe in heavenly regions: Holy, Holy, Holy Sing the hosts of heaven ; Praise to God be ever given: Condescend — to attend Graciously, O Jesus, To our songs and praises. 13 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 3 O majestic Being Were our soul and body Thee to serve at all times ready; Might we, like the angels Who behold Thy glory In submission sink before Tfoee, And through grace— all our days In our whole demeanor, Give Thee praise and honor. 4 Lord, come dwell within us, While on earth we tarry; Make us Thy blest sanctuary. O vouchsafe Thy presence; Draw unto us nearer, And reveal Thyself still clearer; Us direct — and protect, Thus we in all places, Shall show forth Thy praises. Gerhard Tersteegen, 1697—1769. Tr. Moravian Collection. 10 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Lord, 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. 14 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 4 Send some message from Thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let Thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return; Heal the sick, the captive free, Let us all rejoice in Thee. Rev. William Hammond, 1745. 50 L. M. 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sov' reign King, Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues His glory sing. 2 The Lord is God; 'tis He alone Doth life and breath and being give; We are His work, and not our own ; The sheep that on His pastures live. 3 Enter His gates with songs of joy, With praises to His courts repair, And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good; the Lord is kind; Great is His grace, His mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 51 C. M. J Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 15 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 2 Our broken spirits pitying see, And penitence impart; Then let a kindling glance from Thee Beam hope upon the heart. 3 When our responsive tongues essay Their grateful hymns to raise, Grant that our souls may join the lay, And mount to Thee in praise. 4 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign; And not a thought our bosom share Which is not wholly Thine. 5 Let faith each meek petition fill, And waft it to the skies; And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it, or denies. Rev. Joseph D. Carlyle, 1802. 22 6. 7. 8. 4. 8. 7. 7. 10. 8. Jehovah, Jehovah! Jehovah, Thou art worthy Of honor and glory and praise! Amen, Amen! Until the temple of this world By Thy pow'r to dust is hurl'd, Help us when these halls we throng The Holy, Holy, Holy to prolong, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! G. K. Pfeffel,1776. Tr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897. 23 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 As pants the wearied heart for cooling springs, That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, So pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling-place. 16 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 2 Whv throb, mv heart? whv sink, my saddening 'soul? Why droop to earth, with various woes op- pressed? My years shall yet in blissful circles roll, And* peace be yet an inmate of this breast. 3 Lord, Thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious days; And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To Thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay. 4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid? Thy God the God of mercy still shall prove; Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid ; Unquestioned be His faithfulness and love. Rev. Robert Lowth, 1787, Ab. S^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 1 Glory be to God the Father! Glory be to God the Son! Glory be to God the Spirit! Great Jehovah, Three in One! Glory, glory, While eternal ages run? 2 Glory be to Him who loved us, Washed us from each spot and stain! Glory be to Him who bought us, Made us kings with Him to reign! Glory, glory, To the Lamb that once was slain? 17 AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE. 3 Glory to the King of angels! Glory to the Church's King! Glory to the King of nations! Heaven and earth your praises bring! Glory, glory, To the King of glory bring! 4 Glory, blessing, praise eternal! Thus the choir of angels sings; Honor, riches, power, dominion! Thus its praise creation brings; Glory, glory, Glory to the King of kings! Rev. Horatius Bonar; 1866. 25 8.7.8.7.4.7. 1 In Thy Name, Lord, assembling, We, Thy people, now draw near; Teach us to rejoice with trembling, Speak, and let Thy servants hear — Hear with meekness, Hear Thy word with godly fear. 2 While our days on earth are lengthened, May we give them, Lord, to Thee; Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened, May we run, nor weary be, Till Thy glory Without clouds in heaven we see. 3 There in worship purer, sweeter, Thee Thy people shall adore; Tasting of enjoyment greater Far than thought conceived before — Full enjoyment, ' Full, unmixed, and evermore. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1815. 18 At the Close of Service. SO 8.7.8.7.8.7. 1 Lord, 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, refresh us, Tray' ling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration For Thy gospels joyful sound ; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound; Ever faithful, ever faithful To the truth may we be found! 3 So that when Thy love shall call us, Saviour, from the world away; Let no fear of death appal us, Glad Thy summons to obey ; May we ever, may we ever Reign with Thee in endless day. Anon. 1773. (Ascribed to Rev. John Fawcett.) ^T L. M. 1 Lord, now we part in Thy blest Name, In which we here together came ; Grant us our few remaining days, To work Thy will and spread Thy praise. 2 Teach us in life and death to bless Thee, Lord, our strength and righteousness ; Grant that we all may meet above, Where we shall better sing Thy love. 19 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. 3 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. John Dracup, 1787, alt. 28 L. M. 61. 1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go; Thy words into our minds instill; And make our luke-warm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 2 The day is done, its hours have run; And Thou hast taken count of all The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 4 Do more than pardon; give us joy, Sweet fear, and sober liberty, And loving hearts without alloy, That only long to be like Thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 20 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. o For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto Thee we call; let Thy mercy make us glad : Thou art our Jesus, and our All. Through life's long day and death's dark night, gentle Jesus, be our Light. Rev. Frederick W. Faber, 1849. SO 7.6.7.6. 1 Abide with us, our Saviour, Nor let Thy mercy cease; From Satan's might defend us, And grant our soul's release. 2 Abide with us, our Saviour, Sustain us by Thy word, That we with all Thy people To life may be restored. 3 Abide with us, our Saviour, Thou Light of endless Light; Increase to us Thy blessings, And save us by Thy might. Joshua Stegmann, 1632. 30 C. M. 1 Almighty God, Thy word is cast Like seed upon the ground; may it grow in humble hearts, And righteous fruits abound. 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man This holy seed remove, But give it root in praying souls To bring forth fruits of love. 3 Let not the world's deceitful cares The rising plant destroy, But may it, in converted minds, Produce the fruits of joy. 21 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. 4 Let not Thy word, so kindly sent To raise us to Thy throne, Eeturn to Thee, and sadly tell That we reject Thy Son. Rev. John Cawood , 1816. 31 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Saviour, 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, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. Rev. John Ellerton, 1866. 32 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Now may He who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep. 22 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. 2 May he teach us to fulfill What is pleasing in His sight; Perfect us in all His will, And preserve us day and night. 3 To that dear Redeemer's praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God. Rev. John Newton, 1779. 33 C. M. 1 And now the wants are told that brought Thy children to Thy knee ; Here lingering still, we ask for nought, But simply worship Thee. 2 The hope of heaven's eternal days Absorbs not all the heart That gives Thee glory, love, and praise, For being what Thou art. 3 For Thou art God, the One, the same, O'er all things high and bright; And round us, when we speak Thy Name, There spreads a heaven of light. 4 wondrous peace, in thought to dwell On excellence Divine; To know that nought in man can tell How fair Thy beauties shine. 5 Thou, above all blessings blest, O'er thanks exalted far, Thy very greatness is a rest To weaklings as we are; 6 For when we feel the praise of Thee A task beyond our powers, We say, "A ferfect God is He, And He is fully ours." Rev. William Bright, 1865. 23 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. 3^b S. M. 1 Still with Thee, 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, ? mid clamor 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. 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. Rev. James D. Burns, 1857. 3S C. M. 1 The Lord be with us as we bend His blessing to receive; His gift of peace upon us send, Before His courts we leave. 2 The Lord be with us as we walk Along our homeward road; In silent thought or friendly talk Our hearts be still with God. 24 AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE. 3 The Lord be with us till the night Shall close the day of rest; Be He of every heart the Light, Of every home the Guest. 4 And when our nightly prayers we say, His watch He still shall keep, Crown with His grace His own blest day, And guard His people's sleep. Rev. John Ellerton, 1870. II. THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOLY SPIRIT. God, the Father Almighty. 36 L. M. 1 Through ev'ry age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode: High was Thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth Thy humble foot-stool laid. 2 Long hadst Thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned into man : And long Thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is borne to die, Made up of guilt and vanity ; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just — * 'Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream — An empty tale— a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. 25 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 5 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die and dwell with Thee. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. &T L. M. 1 Thou, Lord, of all the parent art, Of all things Thou alone the end, On Thee still fix our wavering heart, To Thee let all our actions tend. 2 Thou, Lord, art Light; Thy native ray No change, nor shadow ever knows; To our dark souls Thy Light display, The glory of Thy face disclose. 3 Thou, Lord, art Love; the Fountain Thou Whence mercy unexhausted flows; On barren hearts, O shed it now, And make the desert bear the rose! 4 So shall our every power to Thee In love and holy service rise; And body, soul, and spirit be Thy ever-lasting sacrifice. J. A. Freylinghausen, 1670—1739. Tr. Rev. John Wesley, 1736. 38 C. M. 1 Thou, Lord, art Love; and everywhere Thy Name is brightly shown, Beneath, on earth, Thy foot-stool fair, Above, in heaven, Thy throne. 2 Thy word is love; in lines of gold There mercy prints its trace; In nature we Thy steps behold, The gospel shows Thy face. 26 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 3 Thy ways are love; though they transcend Our feeble range of sight, They wind, through darkness, to their end In everlasting light. 4 Thy thoughts are love ; and Jesus is the living voice they find: His love lights up the vast abyss Of the eternal Mind. 5 Thy chastisements are love ; more deep they stamp the seal Divine, And by a sweet compulsion keep Our spirits nearer Thine. 6 Thy heaven is the abode of Love: 0, blessed Lord, that we May there, when time's deep shades remove, Be gathered home to Thee. 7 There with Thy resting saints to fall Adoring round Thy throne ; Where all shall love Thee, Lord, and all Shall in Thy love be one. Rev. James D. Burns, 1858. 39 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 God is Love; His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He makes, 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 mist His brightness streameth: God is Wisdom, God is Love. 27 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth: God is Wisdom, God is Love. Sir John Bowring, 1825. ^O 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6. 1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea, Above that dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high; Yet dear the awful thought to me That Thou my God art nigh. 2 Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind Feels after Thee in vain, Thee in these works of power to find Or to Thy seat attain; Thy messenger, the stormy wind, Thy path, the trackless main. 3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim; They thunder forth Thy praise, The glorious honor of Thy Name, The wonders of Thy ways: But Thou art not in tempest flame, Nor in the solar blaze. 4 We hear Thy voice when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air; The waves obey Thy dread control; Yet still Thou art not there ; Where shall I find Him, O my soul! Who yet is everywhere? 28 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 5 0, not in circling depth or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight There does His Spirit rest; come, Thou Presence infinite ! And make Thy creature blest. Josiah Conder, 1830. 41 S. M. 1 My soul repeat His praise Whose mercies are so great, Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 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 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 sweeps 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 29 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 42 8.7.8.7. 1 God, my King, Thy might confessing, Ever will I bless Thy Name, Day by day Thy throne addressing, Still will I Thy praise proclaim. 2 Honor great our God befitteth ; Who His majesty can reach? Age to age His works transmitteth. Age to age His power shall teacn. 3 They shall talk of all Thy glory, On Thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of Thy dread acts the story, And Thy deeds of wonder tell." 4 Nor shall fail from memory's treasure Works by love and mercy wrought; Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. 5 Full of kindness and compassion, Slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation; All His works His goodness prove. 6 All Thy works, O Lord, shall bless Thee ; Thee shall all Thy saints adore ; King supreme shall they confess Thee, And proclaim Thy sovereign power. Bishop Richard Mant, 1824. -^3 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Thank and praise Jehovah's Name; For His mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. 30 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, Gathered out of every land. As the people of His choice, Plucked from the destroyer's hand. 3 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way. Far from refuge, shelter, home: 4 Then unto the Lord they cry ; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Eescues them from all their fear. 5 To a pleasant land He brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. 6 O that men would praise the Lord For His goodness to their race, For the wonders of His word, And the riches of His grace. James Montgomery, 1822. -5^ C. M. 1 Great God, how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in Thy* view ; To Thee there's nothing old appears — Great God, there's nothing new. 31 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While Thine eternal thoughts move on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God, how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707. 45 L. M. 61. 1 Above— below— where'er I gaze, Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view, Traced in the midnights planets' blaze, Or glist'ning in the morning dew; Whatever is beautiful or fair, Is but Thine own reflection there. 2 I hear Thee in the stormy wind That turns the ocean wave to foam; Nor less Thy wondrous power I find When summer airs around me roam; The tempest and the calm declare Thyself — for Thou art everywhere. 3 I find Thee in the noon of night, And read Thy Name in every star That drinks in splendor from the light That flows from mercy's beaming car: Thy footstool, Lord, each starry gem Composes — not Thy diadem. Anon. 46 C. M. 1 Supreme in wisdom as in power, The Rock' of Ages stands; We see Him not, yet may we trace The working of His hands. 32 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 2 He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart, And courage in the evil hour His heavenly aids impart. 3 Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease ; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. 4 They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life Divine; With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. 5 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar — Their wings are faith and love; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to heaven above. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707, alt, ^T C, M-. 1 My God, how wonderful Thou art ! Thy majesty how bright, How glorious is Thy mercy seat In depths of burning light. 2 Yet I may love Thee too, Lord, Almighty as Thou art; For Thou hast stopped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. 3 No earthly father loves like Thee, Xo mother half so mild Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done AVith me, Thy sinful child. 4 My God, how wonderful Thou art, thou everlasting Friend! On Thee I stay my trusting heart, Till faith in vision end. Rev. Frederick W. Faber, 1848. 33 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 48 10.10.11.11. 1 O worship the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing His wonderful love ; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 2 O 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 The earth with its store of wonders untold, Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old; Hath Established it fast by a changeless decree; And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air; it shines in the light; It streams from the hills ; it descends to the plain ; And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Eedeemer, and Friend! 6 measureless Might? Ineffable Love! While angels delight to hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise. Sir Robert Grant, 1833. ^& 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Praise the Lord: ye heav'ns adore Him; Praise Him, angels, in the height; Sun and moon rejoice before Him, Praise Him, all ye stars and light. 34 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken; Worlds His mighty voice obeyed; Laws which never shall be broken, For their guidance hath He made. 2 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious ; Never shall His promise fail : God hath made His saints victorious ; Sin and death shall not prevail. Praise the God of our salvation; Hosts on high, His power proclaim; Heaven and earth and all creation, Laud and magnify His Xame. 3 Worship, honor, glory, blessing, Lord, we offer unto Thee; Young and old, Thy praise expressing, In glad homage bend the knee. All the saints in heaven adore Thee ; AVe would bow before Thy Throne: As Thine Angels serve before Thee, So on earth Thy will be done. Verses 1.2, Anon. e. 1801; verse 3, Edward Osier, 1836. SO L. M. 1 Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through ; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within Thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find Thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home,' abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 35 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent, what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 51 L. M. 1 The Lord, how wondrous are His ways ! How firm His truth, how large His grace! He takes His mercy for His throne, And thence He makes His glories known. 2 Not half so high His power hath spread The starry heavens above our head As His rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far has nature placed The rising morning from the west As His forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those He loves. 4 How slowly doth His wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies: And, if He lets His anger burn, How soon His frowns to pity turn! Rev. Isaac Watts , 1719. 52 C. M. 1 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord! And raise your souls above; Let ev'ry heart and voice accord, To sing that — God is Love. 36 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 2 This precious truth His word declares, And all His mercies prove; While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears, To show that — God is Love. 3 Behold His loving-kindness waits For those who from Him rove, And calls for mercy reach their hearts, To teach them — God is Love. 4 The work begun is carried on, By power from heaven above ; And every step, from first to last, Proclaims that — God is Love. 5 O may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove; Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, Shall shout that — God is Love. Rev. George Burder, 1832. S3 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Earth, with her ten thousand flowers, Air with all its beams and showers, Ocean's infinite expanse, Heaven's resplendent countenance; All around, and all above, Hath this record— God is Love. 2 Sounds among the vales and hills, In the woods and by the rills, Of the breeze and of the bird, By the gentle murmur stirred ; All these songs, beneath, above, Have one burden— God is Love. 3 All the hopes and fears that start From the fountain of the heart; All the quiet bliss that lies In our human sympathies ; These are voices from above, Sweetly whispering —God is Love. Rev. Thomas R. Taylor, 1834. 37 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. S^ C. M. D. 1 God, Thy power is wonderful, Thy glory passing bright; Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep, A rapture to the sight. I see Thee in th' eternal years In glory all alone, Ere round Thine uncreated fires Created light had shone. 2 I see Thee walk in Eden's shade, I see Thee all through time; Thy patience and compassion seem New attributes sublime. I see Thee when the doom is o'er, And outworn time is done, Still, still incomprehensible, O God, yet not alone. 3 Angelic spirits, countless souls, Of Thee have drunk their fill; And to eternity will drink Thy joy and glory still. 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? Rev. Frederick W. Faber, 1854. S5 C. M. 1 Thou Grace Divine encircling all, A soundless, shoreless sea! Wherein at last our souls must fall, Love of God most free! 2 And though we turn us from Thy face, And wander wide and long, Thou hold'st us still in Thiae embrace, O Love of God most strong! 38 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. 3 The saddened heart, the restless soul, The toil-worn frame and mind, Alike confess Thy sweet control, Love of God most kind! 4 And filled and quickened by Thy breath, Our souls are strong and free To rise o'er sin and fear and death, Love of God, to Thee! Eliza Scudder, 1890. SO 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator! Praise to Thee from ev'ry tongue; Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature, Join the universal song. 2 Father! Source of all compassion! Pure, unbounded grace is Thine : Hail the God of our salvation, Praise Him for His love Divine ! 3 For ten thousand blessings given, For the hope of future joy, Sound His praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high ! 4 Praise to God, the great Creator, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; Praise Him, every living creature, Earth and heaven's united host. 5 Joyfully on earth adore Him, till in heaven our song we raise; Then enraptured fall before Him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! Rev. John Fawcett, 1767. 39 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. ST 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 God, the Eock of Ages, Who evermore hast been, What time the tempest rages, Oar 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 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. 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. Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1860. 40 \ The Creation, Government and Providence. ;8 C. M. 1 Let heav'n arise, let earth appear Proclaimed Eternal God, The heaven arose, the earth appeared At His creating word. 2 But formless was the earth, and void, Dark, sluggish, and confused; Till o'er the mass the spirit moved, And quickening power diffused. 3 Then spake the Lord Omnipotent The mandate, "Be there light:" Light darted forth in vivid rays, And scattered ancient night. 4 The glorious firmament He spread, To part the earth and sky ; And fixed the upper elements Within their spheres on high. o He bade the seas together flow ; They left the solid land: And herbs, and plants, and fruitful trees, Sprung forth at His command. 6 Above he formed the stars ; and placed Two greater orbs of light; The radiant sun to rule the day, The moon to rule the night. 7 To all the varied living tribes He gave their wondrous birth; Some formed within the watery deep, Some from the teeming earth. 8 Then, chief o'er all His works below, Man, honored man, was made; His soul with God's pure image stamped, With innocence arrayed. 41 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 9 Completed now the mighty work, God His creation viewed; And, pleased with all that He had made, Pronounced it "very good." Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. S& C. M. 1 Great Euler of all nature's frame, We own Thy power Divine; We hear Thy breath in every storm, For all, the winds are Thine. 2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way, They work Thy sovereign will; And, awed by Thy majestic voice, Confusion shall be still. 3 Thy mercy tempers every blast To them that seek Thy face, And mingles with the tempest's roar The whispers of Thy grace. 4 Those gentle whispers let me hear, Till all the tumult cease; And gales of paradise shall lull My weary soul to peace. Rev. Philip Doddridge , publ. 1755. 60 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Heaven and earth and sea and air, All their Maker's praise declare: Wake, my soul awake and sing, Now thy grateful praises bring. 2 See the glorious orb of day Breaking through the clouds his way: Moon and stars with silvery light Praise Him through the silent night. 42 THE CREATION. GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 3 See how He hath everywhere Made this earth so rich and fair; Hill and vale and fruitful land, All things living show His hand. 4 See how through the boundless sky Fresh and free the birds do fly ; Fire and wind and storm are still Servants of His royal Will. 5 See the water's ceaseless flow, Ever circling to and fro : From the sources to the sea, Still it rolls in praise to Thee. Joachim Neander, 1640—1680. 61 S. M. 1 My Maker and my King, To Thee my alTl owe; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring From whence my blessings flow. 2 The creature of Thy hand, On Thee alone I live ; My God, Thy benefits demand More praise than life can give. 3 what can I impart, AVhen all is Thine before? Thy love demands a thankful heart; The gift, alas, how poor! •i Shall I withhold Thy due? And shall my passions rove? Lord, form this wretched heart anew, And fill it with Thy love. Anne Steele, 1760. 43 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. OS 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 1 Dread Majesty above! Of prayer none else is worthy; The angels near Thy throne With rev'rence bow before Thee! In love and humble faith Make Thou our souls sincere, That we may seek Thy face With thanks and holy fear. 2 Thou callest what was not To life and conscious pleasure, And beings round Thee spread In numbers without measure; Thy nature all is love, And works of boundless skill Unceasingly employed, Thy schemes of love fulfill. 3 Thou speakest, and 'tis done; When but Thy word was given, The frame of nature rose — The earth and starry heaven. Thy will throughout the world Such deeds of power show, As creatures else would think Beyond all power to do. 4 'Tis Thine alone, to live And reign supreme forever. Life's Thine to give or take, We breathe but by Thy favor. The soul that rules in us We have, Most High, from Thee; Were such Thy will, it dies, But Thou must ever be. 44 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 5 What we, immortal King, Are of Thy nature knowing, Thou hast Thyself revealed, Thy works and counsels showing. Creation speaks Thy power, More clearly still Thy Son Displays Thy wondrous grace, And makes Thy mercy known. 6 Yet, what we learn of Thee With shadows here is shrouded; But soon we hope a light And vision all unclouded, When we to God shall come, Xo shade or veil between; And there His glory see, As we ourselves are seen. 7 Meantime would we below Ne'er cease our honors bringing; Despise not, Lord the praise Our stammering tongues are singing r When we shall rise to Thee In realms of light above, In higher, nobler strains, We'll sing the God of love. Joh. Sam. Dieterich, 1721—1797, Tiv 63 10. 10. 10, 10. 1 Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise, Maker of all things to Thee we upraise; God the Almighty, the Father, the Lord; God by the angels obeyed and adored. 2 Thou art the Father of heaven and earth; Worlds uncreated to Thee owe their birth; All the creation, Thy voice when it heard, Started to light and to life at Thy word. 45 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 3 Onward the sun and the moon on their march Span with the rainbow the firmament's arch; Stars yet unknown, and whose light is to come, Find in creation their place and a home. 4 Earth with the mountain, the river, the plain, Sky with the dew-drop, the wind, and the rain, Beast of the forest, wild bird of the air, All are Thy creatures, and all are Thy care. 5 Ocean the restless, and waters that swell, Lightnings that flash over flood, over fell, Own Thee the Master Almighty, and call Thee the Creator, the Father of all. 6 Yea, Thou art Father of all, and Thy love Pity for man that is fallen doth move ; Sharing our nature, though, sinless, Thy Son Came to redeem us, by Satan undone. 7 God in three Persons ! give ear to our prayer ; Thought, word, and deed in Thine image repair ; Guide us in life, and protect to the last; And, at Thine advent, Lord, pardon the past. Rev. Edward A. Dayman , 1868. e^b l. m. (Or to Gilead.) 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birtii; 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; Forever singing, as they sing, "The hand that made us is Divine." Joseph Addison, 1712. OS L. M. 1 High in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs. 2 Forever firm Thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of Thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large; Both man and beast Thy bounty share; The whole creation is Thy charge, But saints are Thy peculiar care. 4 My God, how excellent Thy grace! Whence all our hope and comfort springs , The sons of Adam, in distress, Fly to the shadow of Thy wings. 47 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 5 From the provisions of Thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord, And in Thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in Thy word. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 66 C. M. D. 1 0, who is like the Mighty One, Whose throne is in the sky! Who compasseth the universe With his all-searching eye; At whose creative word appeared, The dry land and the sea; My spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord; My spirit thirsts for Thee! 2 Around Him suns and systems swim In harmony and light; Before Him harps angelic hymn His praises day and night; Yet to the contrite, day and night, In mercy turneth He; My spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord, My spirit thirsts for Thee! 3 Yea, though His works are infinite, His power upholds them all; He clothes the lilies of the field, And marks the sparrow's fall: Who listens to the raven's cry, Will bend His ear to me; My spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord! My spirit thirsts for Thee! David M. Moir , 1846. 48 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. OT C. m D. 1 When all Thy mercies, my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with th§ view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. Unnumbered comforts, to my soul, Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 2 When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps, I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 3 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. Through all eternity, to Thee A joyful song I'll raise; For, 0, eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise! Joseph Addison, 1712. && 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Sov'reign Ruler of the skies, Ever gracious, ever wise! All my times are in Thy hand, All events at Thy command. 2 Thou didst form me in the womb; Thou wilt guide me to the tomb : All my times shall ever be Ordered by Thy wise decree. 49 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 3 Times of sickness, times of health; Times of penury and wealth; Times of trial and of grief; Times of triumph and relief: 4 Times the tempter's power to prove, Times to taste a Saviour's Love: All must come, endure and end, As shall please my heavenly Friend. 5 Thou gracious, w T ise and just! Unto Thee my life I trust: Know that Thou art God alone; I and mine are all Thine own. John Ryland , 1777 , a. 69 9, 6. 6. 8. 4. 1 Yes our Shepherd leads with gentle hand, Through this dark pilgrim land, His flock most dearly bought, Which He so long and fondly sought. Hallelujah ! 2 When in clouds and mist the weak ones stray, He shows again the way, And points to them afar A bright and safely guiding star. Hallelujah ! 3 Tenderly He watches fiom on high With an unwearied eye; He comforts and sustains, In all their fears and deepest pains. Hallelujah ! 4 Through the dreary desert He will guide To the green fountain-side; Through dark and stormy night, Unto a land of peace and light. Hallelujah ! 50 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 5 Yes! His "little flock" are ne'er forgot; His mercy changes not : Our home is safe above, Within His arms of faithful love. Hallelujah ! Fried. Ad. Krummaciier, 1805. Tr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas. 1897. TO L. M. 1 God 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 tlie swelling tide. 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. o That sacred stream, Thine holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls 6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love. Secure against a threatening hour; Xor can her firm foundation move, Built on His truth, and armed with power. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 51 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. >T1 L. M. 61. 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care: His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant; To fertile vales and dewey meads My weary wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way. Through devious lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned And streams shall murmur all around. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still: Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. Joseph Addison, 1712. TS C. M. 1 God 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. 52 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ! The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and will break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain; God is His own Interpreter, And he will make it plain. William Cowper, 1774. T3 C. M. 1 Thy way, God, is in the sea; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of Thy unbounded grace. 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround; Mysterious deeps of providence My wondering thoughts confound. 3 As through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of Thy love ; How little do I know of Thee, Or of the joys above! 4 'Tis but in part I know Thy will: I bless Thee for the sight ; When will Thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light? 53 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 5 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace, And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. Rev. John Fawcett , 1782. T 2 ^ C. M. D. 1 While Thee I seek, protecting Power, *Be my vain wishes stilled, And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be rilled. Thy love the powers of thought bestowed \ To Thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed; That mercy I adore. 2 In each event of life, how clear, Thy ruling hand I see. Each blessing to my soul more dear Because conferred by Thee. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 3 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet Thy will. My lifted eye, without a tear, The lowering storm shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on Thee. Helen Maria Williams , 1786. 75 L. M. (Or to Creation.) 1 The Lord is King! lift up thy voice, O earth; and all ye heav'ns rejoice; From world to world the joy shall ring, "The Lord Omnipotent is King!" 54 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist His will, distrust His care, Or murmur at His wise decrees, Or doubt His royal promises? 3 The Lord is King! Child of the dust, The Judge of all the earth is just; Holy and true are all His ways: Let every creature speak His praise. 4 when His wisdom can mistake, His might decay, His love forsake, Then may His children cease to sing, "The Lord Omnipotent is King!" 5 Alike pervaded by His eye, All parts of His dominion lie; This world of ours, and woilds unseen, And thin the boundary between. 6 One Lord, one empire, all secures ; He reigns, and life and death are yours: Through earth and heaven one song shall ring, "The Lord Omnipotent is King!" Josiah Conder, 1824. 76 L. M 1 Up to the Lord, that reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large His bounties are. 2 He overrules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs ; On humble souls the King of kings Bestows His counsels and His cares. 3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps to bear the heavy load. GOD, THE FAT.HER ALMIGHTY. 4 0, could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to Thy grace, To the third heaven our song should rise, And teach the golden harps Thy praise. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. TT 4. 7. 4. 7. 8. 1 O sing to God, The God of boundless power; Great is His Name, Creator of all nature, And all the heav'ns are His domain.; 2 His robe is light, His law eternal justice; His government, The life of man controlling, Is wisdom, truth and righteousness. 3 Supremely rich, A source of sweetest blessing, God without end, And God without beginning, His mercies wide all creatures reach. 4 When He is near In safety I am resting; My actions all Omniscient God is testing; — He searcheth every human heart. 5 Who can conceive Creation's countless wonders? The smallest dust, The sun, the clouds, and thunders To God their homage duly give. 6 The bladed plant, The flower, the springing fountains, The air, the sea, The meadows, dales, and mountains Are rivals grand in nature's chant. 56 THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. 7 The thirsty land His rains make greenest pastures, The night and day, The grain and earth's vast treasures Are tokens of His gracious hand. 8 He knows my prayer, My soul's deep hidden craving, And all I do Of good or ill behaving; — Unharmed I rest in His good care. 9 All I may claim To Him, my God, belongeth; While I have breath My soul sincerely longeth To laud His great and glorious Name. 10 God is my Shield, My good and sure Defender; What care I now For worldly pomp and splendor, — 'Gainst fiercest foe the sword I wield. Chr. F. Gellert, 1715—1769. Tr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898. T& 9. 8. 9. 8. D. (OrtoKnecht.) 1 How great Thy goodness, heav'nly Father! Is he a man that ever feels Thy countless mercies round him gather And yet no gratitude reveals? O that my highest duty ever Be this: to fathom His deep love; The Lord hath me forgotten never, Praise thou, my soul, the Lord above. 57 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 2 Who hath in heavenly wisdom made me? Thou God, who art omnipotent; Who hath by patient guidance led me? The One, whose counsel brings content; Who giveth peace to troubled conscience, Who fills my heart with hope Divine And drives away the fear of vengeance? 'Tis His strong arm and grace sublime. 3 Look, O my soul, into yon regions To which thy Maker calleth thee; When thou with glorious, happy legions Thy God forever clear shalt see. Eejoicing sweet beyond is offered, To every soul eternal life Since Jesus Christ, the Saviour, suffered And rose, — the Victor in the strife. 4 O worship God in truth and spirit, His loving-kindness understand! His solemn call, O seek to heed it, Press onward under His command; His will upon my heart impressed, And in His word distinctly taught, Doth render this the law most blessed: "Love thou thy neighbor and thy God!" 5 In gratitude, this law observing, To gain perfection, God I fear; And thus, from duty never swerving, The Maker's image may appear! If love Divine my soul doth quicken Each duty promptly to fulfill, I know, though sins around me thicken, I serve alone the Master's will. 6 God display Thy loving-kindness My grandest vision e'er to be, To strengthen all my good impulses My life and all to give to Thee; 58 THE CREATION. GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE. Thy love my comfort when I languish, My guide in* days of sunshine clear ; In death's approach,— the final anguish, — Allay all doubt, allay all fear. Chr. F. Gellert, 1715-1769. Tr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898. 79 C. M. 1 O God, ruy Strength and Fortitude, Of Force I must love Thee ; Thou art my Castle and Defense In my necessity. 2 The Lord Jehovah is my God, My Rock, my Strength, my "Wealth; My strong Deliverer, and my Trust, My spirit's only Health. 3 In my distress I sought my God, I sought Jehovah's face ; My cry before Him came; He heard Out of His holy place. 4 The Lord descended from above And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky. 5 On cherub and on cherubim Full royally He rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad. 6 The voice of God did thunder high, The lightnings answered keen ; The channels of the deep were bared, The world's foundations seen. 7 And so delivered He my soul : Who is a rock but He? He liveth — blessed be my Rock ; My God exalted be. Thomas Sternhold, 1.561, alt. 59 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. The Angels. SO *6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 1 Around the throne of God The host angelic throngs; They spread their palms abroad, And shout perpetual songs: Him first they own, Him last and best, God ever blest, and God alone. 2 Their golden crowns they fling Before His throne of light, And strike the rapturous string, Unceasing, day and night: "Earth, heaven, and sea, Thy praise declare; For Thine they are, and Thine shall be. 3 "O Holy, Holy Lord, Creation's sovereign King! Thy majesty adored Let all creation sing; Who wast, and art, and art to be; Nor time shall see Thy sway depart. 4 " Great are Thy works of praise, O God of boundless might; All just and true Thy ways, Thou King of saints, in light: Let all above, and all below, Conspire to show Thy power and love. 5 "Who shall not fear Thee, Lord, And magnify Thy Name? Thy judgments, sent abroad, Thy holiness proclaim: Nations shall throng from every shore, And all adore in one loud song." 60 THE ANGELS. 6 While thus the powers on high Their swelling chorus raise, Let earth and man reply, And echo back the praise: His glory own, first, last, and best ; God ever blest, and God alone. Rev. Henry Ware , Jr. , 1823. ^1 8. 8. 8. 8. 1 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine, My all to Thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. 2 If Thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to' me ; And, fast as my minutes roll on, They bring me but nearer to Thee. 3 A sovereign Protector I have, Unseen, yet forever at hand; Unchangeably faithful to save, Almighty to rule and command. 4 His smiles and His comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul He delights to defend. 5 Thy ministering spirits descend, To watch while Thy saints are asleep; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep. 6 Bright seraphs, dispatched from the throne, Eepair to their stations assigned; And angels elect are sent down To guard the elect of mankind. 7 Their worship no interval knows : Their fervor is still on the wing; And, while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King. 61 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 8 I, too, at the season ordained, Their chorus forever shall join; And love and adore, without end, Their faithful Creator and mine. Rev. A. M. Toplady, 1774. 82 10. 10. 10. 10. 1. Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, Filled with celestial resplendence and light ; These that, where night never followeth day, Eaise the "Thrice holy" song ever and aye! 2 These are Thy counselors ; these dost Thou own, God of Sabaoth! the nearest Thy throne; These are Thy ministers ; these dost Thou send, Help of the helpless ones, man to defend. 3 When by Thy word earth was first poised in space ; When the' far planets first sped on their race ; When was completed the six days' employ, Then "all the sons of God shouted for joy!" 4 Still let them succor us ; still let them right, Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right! Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, We with the angels may bow and adore! St. Joseph of the Studium, 850. Tr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1854. S3 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Where the angel hosts adore Thee, Thou, O God, in heav'n dost reign; At Thy word they rose around Thee, And Thy word doth them sustain. 2 Thousand times ten thousand, bending At Thy throne, their homage pay; Flames of fire in strength excelling, Swift Thy pleasure to obey. 62 THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN. 3 Fashioned in a wondrous order, Thee they serve, their Lord and King; Grant that in our cares and dangers They may timely succor bring. 4 Praise to Thee who hast created Earth and heaven with all their host ; Praise to Thee, O God most mighty, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. J. B. De Santetiil, 1680. Tr. Helen Maria Williams, 1786. The Fall and Redemption of Man. ^•^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 1 Dear Christian people all rejoice, Each soul with joy upraising Pour forth a song with heart and voice, With love and gladness singing, Give thanks to God, our Lord above, Thanks for His miracle of love ! Dearly He hath redeemed us. 2 He spoke to His beloved Son, With infinite compassion : "Go hence, my heart's most precious one Be to the lost salvation; Death, his relentless tyrant, stay, And bear him from his sins away With Thee to live forever!" 3 The Son came, saying: "Cling to me, Thy sorrows now are ending; Freely I give Myself to thee, Thy life with mine defending; For I am thine and thou art mine, And where I am there thou shalt shine, The foe shall never reach us." 63 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 4 "To heaven again I rise from hence, High to my Father soaring, Thy Master there to be, and thence My Spirit on thee pouring : In every grief to comfort thee, And teach thee more and more of me, - Into all truth still guiding." 5 "What I have done and taught on earth, Do thou, and teach, none dreading: That so God's kingdom may go forth, And His high praise be spreading; And guard thee from the words of men, Lest the great joy be lost again: This my last charge I leave thee." Martin Luther, 1483-1546. Tr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897. 85 C. M. 1 How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a power Divine The stubborn will subdue? 'Tis Thine, almighty Saviour, Thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'Tis Thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise, And make the scales of error fall From reason's darkened eyes; 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live; A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'Tis Thine alone to give. 64 THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN. 5 change these wretched hearts of oars, And give them life Divine! Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be Thine. Anne Steele, 1760. && C. M. 1 All that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all my own; All that I am, I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. 2 The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is Thine, and only Thine. 3 The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine ; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty, is Thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe; Then in believing, peace I found, And now I live, I live. 5 All that I am, even here on earth, All that I hope to be When Jesus comes and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord, to Thee. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1853. &T S. M. 1 Ah, how shall fallen man Be just before his God? If he contend in righteousness, We sink beneath the rod. 65 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. 2 If He our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, Could we for one of thousand faults A just excuse devise? 3 All-seeing, powerful God, Who can with Thee contend? Or who that tries the awful strife, Shall prosper in the end? 4 The mountains, in Thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake; The trembling earth deserts her place, — Her rooted pillars shake. 5 Ah, how shall guilty man Contend with such a God? None, — none can meet Him, and escape, But through the Saviour's blood. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707, alt. S^ S. M. 1 O bless the Lord, my soul ; Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless Thy Name, Whose favors are Divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let His Mercies lie Forgotten in un thankfulness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis He forgives thy sins, 'Tis He relieves thy pain, 'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He that redeemed my soul from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest: The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for the oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world His truth and grace By His beloved Son. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. SO S. M. 1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of His choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart and soul and voice. 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear His holy Name, And laud and magnify? 3 for the living flame, From His own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought! 4 God is our Strength and Song, And His salvation ours ; Then be His love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up, and bless the Lord; The Lord your God adore : Stand up, and bless His glorious Xame, Henceforth for evermore. James Montgomery, 1824. 67 GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY. ©O 7.7.7.7.7.7. 1 God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of Thy face : Shine upon us, Saviour shine, Fill Thy church with light Divine; And Thy saving health extend, Unto earth's remotest end. 2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord; Be by all that live adored: Let the nations shout and sing, Glory to their Saviour King; At Thy feet their tributes pay, And Thy holy will obey. 3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord; Earth shall then her fruits afford; God to man His blessing give, Man to God devoted live; All below, and all above, One in joy, and light, and love. Rev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834. 91 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven, To His feet thy tribute bring ; Eansomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who, like me, His praise should sing? Praise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise Praise, the everlasting King. [Him, 2 Praise Him for His grace and favor To our fathers in distress: Praise Him, still the same forever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless ; Praise Him, praise Him, graise Him, praise Glorious in His faithfulness. [Him, 68 THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN. 3 Father-like, He tends and spares us ; Well our feeble frame He knows ; In His hands He gentle bears us, Rescues us from all our foes ; Praise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise Widely as His mercy goes. [Him, 4 Angels, help us to adore Him; Ye behold Him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before Him, Dwellers all in time and space. Praise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise Praise with us the God of grace. [Him, Rev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834. JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD The Advent. OS 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 6. 6. 1 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates! Behold the King of glory waits ; The King of kings is drawing near, The Saviour of the world is here; Life and salvation He doth bring, Wherefore rejoice, and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now, Creator, wise art Thou. 2 The Lord is just, a Helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side ; His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress, The end of all x3ur woe He brings ; Wherefore the earth is glad and sings: We praise Thee, Saviour, now, Mighty in deed art Thou! 69 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Euler is confest! happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King in triumph comes? The cloudless Sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss: O Comforter Divine, What boundless grace is Thine! 4 Fling wide the portals of your heart; Make it a temple, set apart From earthly use for heaven's employ, Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy; So shall your Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin: To Thee, O God, be praise, For word and deed and grace! 5 Eedeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord* abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal; The Holy Spirit guide us on, Until the glorious crown be won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy Name. Georg Weissel, 1633. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855, a. 93 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 how shall I receive Thee, How meet Thee on Thy way; Blest hope of ev'ry nation, My soul's delight and stay? Jesus, Jesus, give nre Now by Thine own pure light, || :To know whatever is pleasing And welcome in Thy sight. :|| 70 THE ADVENT. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; My soul in praise awaking, Her anthem shall prepare. Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from my heart shall spring; || :And to Thy Name the service Of all my powers I bring. : || 3 Love caused Thy Incarnation, Love brought Thee down to me. Thy thirst for my salvation Procured my liberty. O Love beyond all telling, That led Thee to embrace, II :In love all love excelling, Our lost and fallen race ! : II 4 Ye, who with guilty terror Are trembling, fear no more: With love and grace the Saviour Shall you to hope restore. He comes, who contrite sinners Will with the children place, || :The children of His Father, The heirs of life and grace. :|| 5 Eejoice then, ye sad-hearted, Who sit in deepest gloom, Who mourn o'er joys departed, And tremble at your doom: He who alone can cheer you Is standing at the door; || :He brings His pity near you, And bids you weep no more.:|| Paul Gerhardt, 1653, Tr. ab. 71 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. ©^ L. M. 1 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh ; Come, then, and hearken: for he brings Glad tidings from the King of kings. 2 Then cleansed be every Christian breast, And furnished for so great a guest! Yea, let us each his heart prepare For Christ to come and enter there. 3 For Thou art our salvation, Lord, Our refuge and our great reward; Without Thy grace our souls must fade, And wither like a flower decayed. 4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand: Once more upon Thy people shine, And fill the world with love Divine. 5 All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whose advent set Thy people free; Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore. From the Latin. 1736. Tr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837. && 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Come, Thou Saviour of our race, Choicest gift of heavenly grace! O Thou blessed Virgin's Son, Be Thy race on earth begun. 2 Not of mortal blood or birth, He descends from heaven to earth, By the Holy Ghost conceived, Truly man to be believed. 72 THE ADVENT. 3 Wondrous birth! wondrous Child! Of the Virgin, undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in heaven enthroned. 4 From the Father forth He came, And returneth to the same; Captive leading death and hell, — High the song of triumph swell. 5 Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow ; Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see? 6 Brightly doth Thy manger shine! Glorious is its light Divine: Let not sin o'ercloud this light, Ever be our faith thus bright. Ambrose of Milan, d. 397. Tr. Martin Luther, 1524. Tr. William M. Reynolds, 1850. 96 8. 7.8. 7. 7. 7.8.8 1 Comfort, comfort ye my people, Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; Comfort those, who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrows' load. Speak ye to Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them; Tell her that her sins I cover, And her war-fare now is over. 2 For the herald's voice is crying In the desert far and near, Bidding all men to repentance Since the kingdom now is here. 0, that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a Way ! Let the valleys rise to meet Him And the hills bow down to greet Him. 73 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 Make ye straight what long was crooked, Make the rougher places plain: Let your hearts be true and humble As befits His holy reign; For the glory of the Lord Now o'er earth is shed abroad And all flesh shall see the token That His word is never broken. John Olearius, 1671. &T 9. 9. 8. 9. 9. 8, 1 He comes, no royal vesture wearing, An humble beast the Monarch bearing; Receive Thy King, Jerusalem! Go forth with palms His triumph showing, With branches green the pathway strewing, And shout hosannas to His Name. 2 Sovereign, by no host attended! Strong Champion, by no spear defended ! O Prince of Peace, and David's Son! — Thy throne, from whose approach forever, The kings of earth Thy steps would sever, Is by Thee, without battle, won. 3 Unto the empire Thou hast founded, Though not of earth, nor by earth bounded, All earthly realms shall subject be: Forth into every land and nation, Thy servants, armed with Thy salvation, March to prepare a way for Thee. 4 And at Thy coming, clothed with power, The sullen storm forgets to lower, And waves grow calm beneath Thy tread ; The bonds, by man's rebellion blighted, In a new covenant are united, And sin and death in fetters led. 74 THE ADVENT. 5 O Lord of grace and truth unending, And love all reach of thought transcending, Ee visit us, so sorely tried ! Thine Advent once again is needed, To form anew Thy peace, unheeded By wordly haughtiness and pride. 6 O let Thy light, which ne'er shall vanish, From earth the power of darkness banish ! The lurid flames of discord quell; That we, the thrones and people loyal, As brethren 'neath Thy sceptre royal, In Thy great Father's house may dwell. Friedrich Riickert, b.1789, Tr. ©^ 8.7.8.7.7.7. 1 O'er the distant mountains breaking Comes the reddening dawn of day; Eise, my soul, from sleep awaking, Eise, and sing, and watch, and pray; 'Tis thy Saviour, blessed Lord! On His bright returning way. 2 Thou long-expected ! weary Waits my anxious soul for Thee, Life is dark, and earth is dreary, Where Thy light I do not see ; O my Saviour, blessed Lord! When wilt Thou return to me? 3 Nearer is my soul's salvation, Spent the night, the day at hand; Keep me in my lowly station, Watching for Thee, till I stand, O my Saviour, blessed Lord! In Thy bright, Thy promised land. 75 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 With my lamp well trimmed and burning, Swift to hear and slow to roam, Watching for Thy glad returning To restore me to my home. Come my Saviour, blessed Lord! Thou hast promised: quickly come, Rev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863. && 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Zion, at thy shining gates, Lo, the King of glory waits! Haste thy Monarch's pomp to greet, Strew thy palms before His feet. Christ, for Thee their triple light Faith and Hope and Love unite; This the beacon we display, To proclaim Thine Advent day. 2 Come and give us peace within; Loose us from the bands of sin; Take away the galling weight Laid on us by Satan's hate. Give us grace Thy yoke to wear; Give us strength Thy cross to bear; Make us Thine in deed and word, Thine in heart and life, O Lord! 3 Kill in us the carnal root, That the Spirit may bear fruit; Plant in us Thy lowly mind; Keep us faithful, loving, kind. So, when Thou shalt come again, Judge of angels and of men, We, with all Thy saints, shall sing Hallelujahs to our King. Rev. Benj. H. Kennedy, 1804. 76 THE ADVENT. 100 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Come, Thou long expected Jesus, Born to set Thy people free; From our fears and sins release us, Let us rind 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. 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, Eule in all our hearts alone ; By Thine all -sufficient merit, Eaise us to Thy glorious Throne. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1744. 101 C. M. 1 Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long : Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song, And ev'ry voice a song. 2 On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts His sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield, The iron fetters yield. 77 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day, To pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And would with treasures of His grace Enrich the humble poor, Enrich the humble poor. 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace! Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved Name, With Thy beloved Name. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1735. The Nativity. 102 C. M. 1 Joy to the world! the Lord is come; Let earth receive her King; Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room, || : And heav'n and nature sing. :|| 2 Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns: Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains ||:Eepeat the sounding joy. :|| 78 THE NATIVITY. 3 Xo more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow : Far as the curse is found. :|| 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, II : And wonders of His love.:!! Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 103 8. 7. 8. 7 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices. Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo, th' angelic host rejoices ; Heav'nly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen, to the wondrous story, 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, Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 "Christ is born, the great Anointed; Heaven and earth His praises sing; Glad receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest and King!" 5 "Hasten, mortals, to adore Him; Learn His Name, and taste His joy: Till in heaven vou sing before Him, 'Glory be to God most high!' " 79 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 6 Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth; Spread the brightness of His glory- Till it cover all the earth. Rev. John Cawood, 1819. 104 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 1 Angels, 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 new-born King. 2 Shepherds, in the fields abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant Light: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations; Ye have seen His natal star: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4 Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 80 THE NATIVITY. 5 All creation, join in praising God the Father, Spirit, Son; Evermore your voices raising To the Eternal Three in One: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. James Montgomerey , 1816: doxology added. lOS C. M. 1 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground; The angel of the Lord came down, II : And glory shone around. :|j 2 "Fear not," said he — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind— "Glad tidings of great joy I bring, :To you and all mankind. :|| 3 "To you, in David's town this day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, || : And this shall be the sign: :|| 4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, :And in a manger laid.":|| 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus II : Addressed their joyful song: :|| 6 "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good-will henceforth from heaven to men II :Begin, and never cease!" :|| Nahum Tate, 1703. 81 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 106 L. M. 1 All praise to Thee, eternal Lord, Cloth'd in a garb of flesh and blood; Choosing a manger for Thy throne, While worlds on worlds are Thine alone. 2 Once did the skies before Thee bow : A Virgin's arms contain Thee now; Angels, who did in Thee rejoice, Now listen for Thine infant voice. 3 A little Child, Thou art our Guest That weary ones in Thee may rest: Forlorn and lowly is Thy birth, That we may rise to heaven from earth. 4 Thou comest in the darksome night, To make us children of the light, To make us, in the realms Divine, Like Thine own angels, round Thee shine. 5 All this for us Thy love hath done ; By this to Thee our love is won ; For this we tune our cheerful lays, And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. 1st v. Ancient Requiem; others, Martin Luther, 1523 lOT C. M. D. 1 It 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. 82 THE NATIVITY. 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 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*: rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing. 4 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 w T hole world give back the song Which now the angels sing. Rev. Edmund H. Sears, 1850. 108 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" Joyfull, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th'angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem?" Hark ! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King." 83 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord! Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb: Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the Incarnate Deity, Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus, our Emmanuel. Hark ! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King." 3 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Eighteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King." Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739, alt. 109 P. M. Irregular. 1 O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem ; Come and behold Him, Born the King of Angels; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord, 2 God of God, Light of Light. Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb; Very God, Begotten, not created ; O come, let us adore Him, etc. 84 THE NATIVITY. 3 Sing, choirs of Angels, Sing in exultation, Sing all re citizens of heav'n above: Glory to'God In the highest; O come, let us adore Him, etc. 4 Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, Born this happy morning, Jesus, to Thee be glory giv'n; AVord of the Father, Now in flesh appearing; O come, let us adore Him, etc. Anon. (Latin, 17th Cent.) Tr. Rev. Frederick Oakley, 1841. HO 8. 6. 6. 8. 6. 6 1 All my heart this day rejoices, — As I hear, far and near, Sweetest angel voices: " Christ is born/' their choirs are singing Till the air everywhere Now with joy is ringing. 2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, doth entreat: "Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come: from all that grieves you You are freed; all you need I will surely give you." 3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, great and small Kneel in awe and wonder; Love Him who with love is yearning; Hail the Star, that from far Bright with hope is burning! 85 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 Ye who pine in weary sadness, Weep no more, for the door Now is found of gladness. Cling to Him, for He will guide you Where no cross, pain or loss, Can again betide you. 5 Hither come, ye heavy-hearted, W T ho for sin, deep within, Long and sore have smarted: From the poisoned wounds you're feeling Help is near; One is here Mighty for their healing. 6 Hither come, ye poor and wretchM; Know His will is to fill Every hand outstretched; Here are riches without measure, Here forget all regret, Fill your hearts with treasure. 7 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee! Keep Thou me close to Thee, Cast me not behind Thee! Life of life, my heart Thou stillest Calm I rest, on Thy breast, All this void Thou fillest. Heedfully my Lord I'll cherish Live to Thee, and with Thee, Dying, shall not perish ; But shall dwell with Thee forever, Far on high, in the joy That can alter never. PaulGerhardt, 1656. Tr. Catherine Winkworth , 1858. THE NATIVITY. Ill L. M 1 "From heav'n above to earth I come, To bear good news to ev'ry home; Glad tidings of great joy I bring, Whereof I now will say and sing: 2 "To you, this night, is born a Child Of Mary, chosen mother mild ; This little Child, of lowly birth, Shall be the Joy of all your earth. 3. "'Tie Christ, our God, who far on high Hath heard your sad and bitter cry; Himself will your Salvation be, Himself from sin will make you free." 4 Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest, Through whom e'en wicked men are blest! Thou com'st to share our misery; What can we render, Lord, to Thee? 5 Ah, dearest Jesus, Holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefined, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. 6 My heart for every joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep, I too must sing with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle-song: 7 Glory to God in highest heaven, Who unto man His Son hath given, While angels sing with pious mirth A glad 2s ew Year to all the earth. Martin Luther, 1535. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855. 87 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. IIS L. M, 1 Emmanuel! we sing Thy praise, Thou Prince of Life! Thou Fount of Grace! With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing; Praise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring! 2 E'er since the world began to be, How many a heart hath longed for Thee! And Thou, O long-expected Guest, Hast come at last to make us blest! 3 Now art Thou here: we know Thee now; In lonely manger liest Thou: A Child, yet makest all things great; Poor, yet is earth Thy robe of state. 4 Now fearless I can look on Thee: From sin and grief Thou set'st me free: Thou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest death, Fear turns to joy Thy glance beneath. 5 Thou art my Head, my Lord Divine: I am Thy member, wholly Thine; And in Thy Spirit's strength would still Serve Thee according to Thy will. 6 Thus will I sing Thy praises here, With joyful spirit year by year: And they shall sound before Thy throne, Where time nor number more is known. Paul Gerhardt, 1653. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855. 113 8. 6. 8. 6. 7. 6. 8. 6. 1 O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by : THE NATIVITY. Yet in thy dark streets sbineth 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 wond'ring 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. 4 Holy Child of Bethlehem ! Descend to us, we pray ; Cast out our sin, and enter in; Be born in us to-day. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel! Bishop Philip Brooks, 1835—1893. ll^L 10. 10. 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn Where-on the Saviour of the world was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love Which hosts of angels chanted from above: With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son. JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice: "Behold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth To you, and all the nations upon earth: This day hath God fulfilled His promised word ; This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord." 3 He spake: and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with hallelujahs rang: God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and mutual good will. 4 To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shep- herds ran, To see the wonder God had wrought for man; And found, with Joseph and the blessed maid, Her Son, the Saviour, in a manger laid: Amazed, the wondrous story they proclaim, The first apostles of His infant fame. 5 Let us, like these good shepherds, then, employ Our grateful voices to proclaim the joy: Trace we the Babe, who has retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross; Treading His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. John Byrom, publ. 1773. The Epiphany. US 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 Light of the gentile nations, Thy people's joy and love! Drawn by Thy Spirit higher, We gladly come to prove 90 THE EPIPHANY. Thy presence in Thy temple And wait with earnest mind As Simeon once waited, His Saviour God to rind. 2 Yes, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee, E'en now, in every place "Where Thy true word hath promised That they should see Thy face. Thou yet wilt gently grant us, Who gather round Thee here, In faith's strong arms to bear Thee, As once that aged seer. 3 Be Thou our joy, our brightness, That shines 'mid pain and loss, Our Sun in times of terror, The glory round our cross ; A glow in sinking spirits, A sunbeam in distress, Physician, Friend in sickness, In death our happiness. 4 Let us, Lord, be faithful With Simeon to the end, That so his dying song may From all our hearts ascend: "O Lord, let now Thy servant Depart in peace for aye, Since I have seen my Saviour, Have here beheld His day." 5 My Saviour I behold Thee Now with the eye of faith: No foe of Thee can rob me, Though bitter words he saith. Within Thy heart abiding, As Thou dost dwell in me, No pain, no death hath terrors To part my soul from Thee! Johann Frank, 1674, Tr. 91 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 11© 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 Hail 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. 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, joy, hope, Jike 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 For 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 Montgomerey , 1821. 92 THE EPIPHANY. 11^ L. M. 1 What star is this, with beams so bright, Which shame the sun's less radiant light? It shines to show a new-born King, Glad tidings of our God to bring. 2 'Tis now fulfilled what God decreed,— "From Jacob shall a Star proceed;" And lo, the eastern sages stand, To read in heaven the Lord's command. 3 While outward signs the star displays, An inward light the Lord conveys, And urges them, with force benign, To seek the Giver of the sign. 4 True love can brook no dull delay, Nor toil nor dangers stop their way: Home, kindred, fatherland, and all, They leave at once, at God's high call. 5 Jesus, while the star of grace Invites us now to seek Thy face, May we no more that grace repel, Or quench that light which shines so well! 6 To God the Father, God the Son And Holy Spirit, Three in One, May every tongue and nation raise An endless song of thankful praise! Charles Coffin, 1736. Tr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837. IIS 11.10.11.10. 1 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. 93 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 3 Shall we not yield Him, in costly devotion, 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. Bishop Reginald Heber, 1811. JJL© 6.5.6.5.12 1. 1 From the eastern mountains, Pressing on, they come, Wise men in their wisdom, To His humble home, Stirred by deep devotion, Hasting from afar, Ever journeying onward, Guided by a star. Light of life that shineth Ere the world began, . Draw Thou near and lighten Every heart of man. 2 Thou who in a manger Once hast lowly lain, Who dost now in glory O'er all kingdoms reign, 94 THE EPIPHANY. Gather in the heathen, Who in lands afar Ne'er have seen the brightness Of Thy guiding star. Light of life, etc. 3 Gather in the outcasts. •All who've gone astray. Throw Thy radiance o'er them, Guide them on their way : Those who never knew Thee, Those who've wandered far, Guide them by the brightness Of Thy guiding star, Light of life, etc. 4 Onward through the darkness Of the lonely night. Shining still before them With Thy kindly light. Guide them, Jew and Gentile, Homeward from afar. Young and old together, By Thy guiding star. Light of life, etc. 5 L'ntil every nation, Whether bond or free, 'Neath Thy starlit banner, Jesus, follows Thee O'er the distant mountains To that heavenly home, Where no sin nor sorrow Evermore shall come. Light of life. etc. Rev. Godfrey Thring, 1873. 95 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. ISO 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed the light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious God, may we Evermore be led to Thee. 2 As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger-bed; There to bend the knee before Him whom heav'n and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. 3 As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our earliest treasures bring, Christ! to Thee our heav'nly King. 4 Holy Jesus! every day Keep us in the narrow way; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 5 In the heav'nly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which. goes not down, There forever may we sing Hallelujah to our King. William C. Dix, 1861. 96 THE EPIPHANY. 121 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Earth has many a noble city; Bethlehem, thou dost all excel. Out of thee the Lord from heaven Came to rule His Israel. 2 Fairer than the sun at morning Was the star that told His birth, To the world its God announcing Seen in fleshly form on earth. 3 Eastern sages at His cradle Make oblations rich and rare ; See them give, in deep devotion, Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. 4 Sacred gifts of mystic meaning: Incense doth their God disclose, Gold the King of kings proclaimeth, Myrrh His sepulchre foreshows. 5 Jesus, whom the Gentiles worshipped At Thy glad Epiphany, Unto Thee, with God the Father And the Spirit, glory be. Aurelius Prudentius, 400. Tr. Rev. Edward Caswall , died 1878. 122 S. W. 1 Within the Father's house The Son hath found His home; And to His temple suddenly The Lord of Life hath come. 2 The doctors of the law Gaze on the wondrous child, And marvel at His gracious words Of wisdom undeiiled. 97 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 Yet not to them is given The mighty truth to know, To lift the earthly veil which hides Incarnate God below. 4 The secret of the Lord Escapes each human eye, And faithful pondering hearts await The full Epiphany. 5 Lord, visit Thou our souls And teach us by Thy grace, Each dim revealing of Thyself With loving awe to trace; 6 Till from our darkened sight The cloud shall pass away, And on the cleansed soul shall burst The everlasting day; 7 Till we behold Thy face, And know, as we are known, Thee, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Co-equal Three in One. Bishop James Russell Woodford, 1863. The Teaching*, Character and Example. 123 L. M. 1 How beauteous were the marks Divine, That in Thy meekness used to shine; That lit Thy lonely pathway trod In wondrous love, Son of God! 2 O who like Thee so calm, so bright, Thou Son of Man, Thou Light of light? O who like Thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe! 98 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. 3 O who like Thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men, before; So meek, forgiving, Godlike, high, So glorious in humility ! 4 And all Thy life's unchanging years, A man of sorrows and of tears, The cross, where all our sins were laid, Upon Thy bending shoulders weighed; 5 And death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang and scoff and scorn to Thee ; Yet love through all Thy torture glowed, And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed. 6 in Thy light be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe! And give me ever on the road To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God! Bishop A. Cleveland Coxe, 1840. 124 L. tf. 1 How sweetly flow'd the gospel sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When list'ning thousands gather'd round. And joy and rev'rence filled the place ! 2 From heaven He came, of heaven He spoke, To heaven He led His follower's way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 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. 4 Decay then, tenements of dust ; Pillars of earthly pride, decay: A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way. Sir John Bo wring, ^SZZ. LofC. 99 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 125 L. M. 6 1. (Or to Leipzig.) 1 O Light, whose beams illumine all From twilight dawn to perfect day, Shine Thou before the shadows fall That lead our wand'ring feet astray: At morn and eve Thy radiance pour, That youth may love, and age adore. 2 Way, through whom our souls draw near To yon eternal home of peace, Where perfect love shall cast out fear, And earth's vain toil and wand'ring cease; In strength or weakness may we see Our heavenward path, O Lord, through Thee. 3 Truth, before whose shrine we bow, Thou priceless pearl for all who seek, To Thee our earliest strength we vow, Thy love will bless the pure and meek ; When dreams or mists beguile our sight, Turn Thou our darkness into light. 4 Life, the well that ever flows To slake the thirst of those that faint, Thy power to bless what seraph knows? The joy supreme what words can paint? In earth's last hours of fleeting breath Be Thou our Conqueror over death. 5 O Light, Way, O Truth, O Life, O Jesus, born, mankind to save, Give Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife, Shed Thou Thy calm on stormiest wave; Be Thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lord of the living and the dead. Rev. Edward H. Plumptre, 1864. TOO THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. ISO L. M. 1 Behold, the Master passeth by ! see'st thou not His pleading eye? With low sad voice He calleth thee, 1 'Leave this vain world, and follow Me." 2 soul, bowed down with harrowing care Hast thou no thought for heaven to spare? From earthly toils lift up thine eyes; Behold, the Master passeth by! 3 One heard Him calling long ago, And straightway left all things below, Counting his earthly gain as loss For Jesus and His blessed cross. 4 That "Follow Me" his faithful ear Seemed every day afresh to hear: Its echoes stirred his spirit still, And fired his hope, and nerved his will. 5 God gently calls us every day : Why should we then our bliss delay? Thou, Lord, e'en now art calling me; I will leave all, and follow Thee. Bishop William W. How, alt. 1871. 127 L. M. 1 My dear Eedeemer, 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 wall, Such love, and meekness so Divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 101 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 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 Amongst the followers of the Lamb. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. 1^^ L. M. 1 O'er the dark wave of Galilee, The gloom of twilight gathered fast, And on the waters drearily, Descends the fitful ev'ning blast. 2 The weary bird hath left the air, And sunk into his sheltered nest; The wandering beast has sought his lair, And laid him down to welcome rest. 3 Still near the lake, with weary tread Lingers a form of human kind; And on His lone, unsheltered head, Flows the chill night-damp of the wind. 4 Why seeks He not a home of rest? Why seeks He not a pillowed bed? Beasts have their dens, the bird its nest, He hath not where to lay His head. 5 Such was the lot He freely chose, To bless, to save the human race And through His poverty there flows A rich, full stream of heavenly grace. William Russell. 102 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. ISO 6. 4. 6. 4. D. 1 Fierce was the wild billow, Dark was the night; Oars labored heavily, Foam glimmered white; Trembled the mariners, Peril was nigh: Then said the God of God, "Peace! It is I." 2 Ridge of the mountain-wave, Lower the crest! Wail of Euroclydon, Be thou at rest! Sorrow can never be, Darkness must fly, Where saith the Light of light, "Peace! It is I," 3 Jesus, Deliverer. Come Thou to me ; Soothe Thou my voyaging Over life's sea: Thou, when the storm of death Roars, sweeping bv, Whisper, O Truth of truth, "Peace? It is I." Anatolius of Constantinople, 458. Tr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862. 130 C. M. 1 What 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. 103 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. 4 O give us hearts to love like Thee ! Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sin than all The wrongs that we receive. 5 One with Thyself, may every eye, In us, Thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee. Sir Edward Denny, 1839. 131 C. M. 1 Thou 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 word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life; the rending tomb Proclaims Thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in Thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that Way to know; That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. Bishop George W. Doane, 1824. 104 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. 132 C. M. 1 A pilgrim through this lonely world, The blessed Saviour passed; A mourner all His life was He, || : A dying Lamb at last. :|| 2 That tender heart that felt for all, For all its life-blood gave ; It found on earth no resting-place, II : Save only in the grave. :|i 3 Such was our Lord; and shall we fear The cross, with all its scorn? Or love a faithless, evil world, || : That wreathed His brow with thorn? : || 4 No ! facing all its frowns or smiles, Like Him, obedient still, We homeward press through storm or calm II : To Zion's blessed hill.:|| 5 By faith His boundless glories there Our wandering eyes behold ; Those glories which eternal years II : Shall never all unfold. : || Sir Edward Denny, 1839. 133 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 Amid life's wild commotion, - Where nought the heart can cheer, Who points beyond its ocean To heaven's brighter sphere? Our feeble footsteps guiding When from the path we stray, Who leads to bliss abiding? Christ is our only Way. 105 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 When doubts and fears distress us, And all around is gloom, And shame and fear oppress us, Who can our souls illume? Heaven's rays are round us gleaming, And making all things bright, The Sun of truth is beaming In glory on our sight. 3 Who fills our hearts with gladness That none can take away? Who shows us, midst our sadness, The distant realms of day? Mid fears of death assailing, Who stills the heart's wild strife? 'Tis Christ! our Friend unfailing, The Way, the Truth, the Life. C. Jul. Aschenfeldt, 1792—1856, Tr. 134 L. M. 1 How shall I follow Him I serve! How shall I copy Him I love? Nor from these blessed footsteps swerve Which lead me to His seat above? 2 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn, — Are these the consecrated road? 3 'Twas thus He suffered, though a Son, Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all, Until the perfect work was done, And drunk the bitter cup of gall. 4 Lord, should my path through suffering lie, Forbid it I should e'er repine; Still let me turn to Calvary, Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine. 106 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. 5 let me think how Thou didst leave tntasted every pure delight, To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, The toilsome day, the homeless night: — 6 To faint, to grieve, to die for me! Thou earnest, not Thyseif to please; And, dear as earthly comforts be, Shall I not love Thee more than these? 7 Yes, I would count them all but loss, To gain the notice of Thine eye : Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, But Thou canst give the victory. Josiah Conder, 1824, 1836. 135 L. M. 1 love, how deep, how broad, how high, How passing thought and fantasv, That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form for mortal's sake! 2 He sent no angel to our race, Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame, And He Himself to this world came. 3 For us baptized, for us He bore His holy fast, and hungered sore, For us temptations sharp He knew, For us the tempter overthrew. 4 For us He preaches and He prays, Would do all things, would try all ways ; By words, and signs, and actions, thus Still seeking not Himself, but us. 5 For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed, For us He bore the cross's death, For us at length gave up His breath. 107 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 6 For us He rose from death again, For us He went on high to reign, For us He sent His Spirit here To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 7 All honor, laud, and glory be, O Jesus, Virgin-born, to Thee: All glory, as is ever meet, To Father, and to Paraclete. Anon (Latin, 15th cent.) Tr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1854. 136 5. 5. 8. 8. 5. 5. 1 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won; And, although the way be cheerless, We will follow calm and fearless ; Guide us by Thy hand, To our fatherland. 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let no faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a woe To our home we go. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief: When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. 4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won: Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, control, protect us, Till we safely stand In our fatherland. Count Nicolaus L. von Zinzendorf , 1700—1760. Tr. Jane Borthwick , 1853. 108 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE, 13T C. M. 1 Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee, And pray to be forgiv'n, So let Thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heav'n. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear; Like Thee, to do our Father's will, Our brother's griefs to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine; And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as Thine. 4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, "Father, Thy will be done!' 7 5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, Or brethren faithless prove, Then, like Thine own, be all our aim To conquer them by love. 6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, may we lead the pilgrim's life, And follow Thee to heaven! Rev. John H. Gurney, 1838. 138 C. M. 1 Lord, Thou in all things like wast made To us, yet free from sin, Then how unlike to us, O Lord, Replies the voice within. 2 Our faith is weak ; O Light of light,. Clear Thou our clouded view ; That Son of Man, and Son of God,, We give Thee honor due. 109 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 O Son of Man, Thyself hast proved Our trials and our tears; Life's thankless toil and scant repose, Death's agonies and fears. 4 O Son of God, in glory raised, Thou sittest on Thy throne: Thence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace, Still succoring Thine own. 5 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge! To Thee, O Christ, be given To bind upon Thy crown the names Most blest in earth and heaven. Joseph Anstice , 1836. ISO C. M. 1 Immortal Love forever full, Forever flowing free, Forever shared, forever whole, A never ebbing sea! 2 Our outward lips confess the Name All other names above; Love only knoweth whence it came, And comprehentleth love. 3 We may not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For Him no depths can drown. 4 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is He ; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. 5 The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. 110 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. 6 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. 7 O Lord, and Master of us all! What e'er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine. John Greenleaf Whittier, 1866. X^O L. M. (Or to Humility.) 1 O 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 w r ord of love; Teach me the wayward 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! Rev. Washington Gladden, 1879. 1^1 C. M. D. 1 where is He that trod the sea, O where is He that spake, And demons from their victims flee, The dead their slumbers break : 111 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. The palsied rise in freedom strong, The dumb men talk and sing, And from blind eyes, benighted long, Bright beams of morning spring? 2 where is He that trod the sea, O where is He that spake, And piercing words of liberty The deaf ears open shake; And mildest words arrest the haste Of fever's daily fire, And strong ones heal the weak who waste Their life in sad desire? 3 O where is He that trod the sea, O where is He that spake, And dark waves rolling heavily A glassy smoothness take ; And lepers, whose own flesh has been A solitary grave, See with amaze that they are clean, And cry: " 'Tis He can save?" 4 where is He that trod the sea? 'Tis only He can save; To thousands hungering wearily A wondrous meal He gave; Full soon, celestially fed, Their rustic fare they take; 'Twas springtide when He blest the bread, And harvest when He brake. 5 O where is He that trod the sea? My soul, the Lord is here: Let all thy fears be hushed in thee; To leap, to look, to hear Be thine: thy needs He'll satisfy. Art thou diseased or dumb, Or dost thou in thy hunger cry? "I come," saith Christ, "I come." Rev. Thomas T. Lynch, 1555. 112 THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE. 142 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 abide, abide in Jesus, Who for us bore griefs untold And Himself from pain to ease us, Suffered pangs a thousandfold. Bide with Him, who still abideth When all else shall pass away And as Judge supreme presideth In that dread and awful day. 2 All is dying: hearts are breaking, Which to ours were once fast bound; And the lips have ceased from speaking Which once uttered such sweet sound; And the arms are powerless lying Which were our support and stay; And the eyes are dim and dying, Which once watched us night and day. 3 Every thing we love and cherish Hastens onward to the grave, Earthly joys and pleasures perish And whate'er the world e'er gave: All is fading, all is fleeing, Earthly flames must cease to glow; Earthly beings cease from being, Earthly blossoms cease to blow. 4 Yet unchanged, while all decayeth, Jesus stands above the dust; "Lean on Me alone/' He sayeth, "Hope and love and firmly trust !" O abide, abide with Jesus, Who Himself forever lives, Who from death eternal frees us, Yea, who life eternal gives! Carl Philip Spitta, 1801—1859. 113 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 1-3L3 7, 6. 7. 6. D. 1 "Come unto Me, ye weary, And I will give you rest." O blessed voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts opprest; It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love 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: 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 peaceful voice of Jesus, Which comes to end our strife: The foe is stern and eager, The fight is fierce and long; But Thou hast made me mighty, And stronger than the strong. 4 "And whosoever cometh I will not cast him out." patient love 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, 1867. 114 THE PASSION. 144 5. 6. 8. 5. 5. 8. 1 Fairest Lord Jesus, Kuler of all nature. O Thou of God and man the Son, Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor, Thou my soul's glory, joy, and crown. 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. Anon. (German) . 1677. The Passion. 145 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 8. O Lamb of God who, bleeding. L^pon the cross did'st languish, Xor scorn nor malice heeding, So patient in Thine anguish, On Thee our guilt was lying ; Thou saved'st us by dying: Have mercy on us, Lord Jesus. Nicolaus Decius, 1526. 146 L. M. 1 Ride on, ride on in majesty; Hark ! all the tribes hosanna cry ; O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road With palms and scatter d garments strow'd. 115 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 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 Eide on, ride on in majesty: The winged squadrons of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see th' 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. Rev. Henry H. Milman, 1827. 1-iT L. M. 1 O Jesus, crucified for man, O Lamb, all glorious on Thy throne, Teach Thou our wond'ring souls to scale The myst'ry 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. 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. 116 THE PASSION. 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. Bishop William W. How, 1871. ±^» 7. 7.7. 7. D. 1 Blessed Saviour, Thee I love, All my other joys above ; All my hopes in Thee abide, Thou my Hope and nought beside ; || : Ever let my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. :|| 2 Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss; Earthly pleasures fade away ; Clouds they are that hide my day : II : Hence, vain shadows! let me see Jesus, crucified for me. :|i 3 From beneath that thorny crown Trickle drops of cleansing down; Pardon from Thy pierced hand Now I take, while here I stand; II : Only then I live to Thee, When Thy wounded side I see. :|| 4 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die ; Height or depth, or earthly power, Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more: II : Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee!: II Rev. George Duffleld, 1851. 117 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 149 7. 7.7.7. D. 1 Jesus, Master, whose I am, Purchased Thine alone to be, By Thy blood, O spotless Lamb, Shed so willingly for me; II : Let my heart be all Thine own, Let me live to Thee alone. :|| 2 Other lords have long held sway; Now Thy Name alone to bear, Thy dear voice alone obey, Is my daily, hourly prayer. II : Whom have I in heaven but Thee? Nothing else my joy can be. :|| 3 Jesus, Master, I am Thine; Keep me faithful, keep me near; Let Thy presence in me shine All my homeward way to cheer. II : Jesus, at Thy feet I fall, be Thou my All in all. : II Frances R. Havergal, 1874. 150 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; Laden with all the sin of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, That spotless life to offer; Bears shame and stripes and wounds and death, Anguish and mockery and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 That Lamb is Lord of death and life, God over all forever; The Father's Son, whom to that strife Love doth for us deliver! 118 THE PASSION. mighty Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son — The Son content descendeth! O Love, O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountain rendeth! Jesus, I never can forget The pangs Thou hast sustained: I'll Thee, long as my pulse doth beat, Adore with thanks unfeigned ; Yea, Thou shalt be my soul's delight; In danger's path, in sorrow's night, My guide and consolation: In life and death I will be Thine, And on Thy faithfulness recline With humble resignation. My song in Thy great loveliness Both day and night shall centre; Amidst all wants and feebleness I'll on Thy service venture. My life's whole stream for Thee shall flow; O may, by all I speak or do, Thy holy Name be praised, And all that Thou hast done for me, Upon my heart indelibly Forever I'll impress it. True comfort Thou to me canst yield In my life's various stations ; In combat Thou dost prove my shield, In grief, my exultation ; In joy, the music of my feast; And when all else has lost its zest This manna shall support me, In thirst, my drink ; in want, my food, My company in solitude, At home and on a journey. 119 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 7 What harm can I from death sustain, Since Thou art my salvation; From heat my shade, my ease in pain, In grief my consolation ; When gloomy thoughts oppress my breast, Thou, Lord, alone canst give me rest; ? Tis by Thy power I conquer: Thou art, when storms of trial blow, And toss my vessel to and fro, My sure and steadfast anchor. 7 And when at last Thou leadest me Into Thy joy and heaven, Thy blood and righteousness shall be My glorious decoration: Thou on my head a crown wilt place, Then shall I stand before the face Of Thy dear heavenly Father Dressed in salvation 7 s robe, with Thee To live through all eternity In bliss no tongue can utter. Paul Gerhardt, 1606-1676. Tr. * 'Moravian Coll.' ' 151 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's pow'r; Your Kedeemer's conflict see; Watch with Him one bitter hour: Turn not from His griefs away; Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the the judgment-hall; View the Lord of life arraigned: O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of Him to bear the cross. 120 THE PASSION. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; There, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time, God's own Sacrifice complete: "It is finished," hear Him cry: Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom, — Who hath taken Him away? Christ is risen; He meets our eyes; Saviour, teach us so to rise. James Montgomery, 1820. 1S2 11. 11. 11. 5. 1 What laws, my blessed Saviour, hast Thou broken, That so severe a sentence should be spoken? How hast Thou 'gainst Thy Father's will con- tended, In what offended? 2 With scourges, blows and spitting, they re- viled Thee: They crowned Thy brow with thorns while King they styled Thee ; When, faint with pains Thy tortured body suffered. Then gall they offered. 3 Dear Saviour, why by woes wast Thou sur- rounded? Ah, Lord, for my transgressions Thou wast wounded, God took the guilt from me, who should have paid it; On Thee He laid it ! 121 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 How strange and marvellous was this correction ! Falls the good Shepherd in His sheep's protection ; The servants' debt hehold the Master paying, For them obeying. 5 The Righteous dies, who walked with God true-hearted : The sinner lives, who has from God departed; By man came death, yet Man its fetters breaketh ; God it o'ertaketh. 6 Eternal King! in power and love excelling, Fain would my heart and mouth Thy praise be telling ; But how can man's weak powers at all come nigh Thee, How magnify Thee? 7 For Thee, my God, I'll bear all griefs and losses : No persecution, no disgrace or crosses, No pains of death or tortures e'er shall move me, Howe'er they prove me. 8 This, though at little value Thou dost set it, Yet Thou, O gracious Lord, wilt not forget it; E'en this Thou wilt accept with grace and favor, My blessed Saviour. 9 But since I have not strength to flee temptation To crucify each sinful inclination, O let Thy Spirit, grace, and strength provide me, And gently guide me. 10 And when, O Christ, before Thy throne so glorious, Upon my head is placed the crown victorious, Thy praise I will, while heaven's full choir is ringing, Be ever singing. Johann Heermann, 1630. Tr. Frances Eliz. Cox, 1841. 122 THE PASSION. 1S3 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Christ, the Life of all the living, Christ, the Death of death our foe, AVho, Thyself for us once giving To the darken'd depths of woe, Patiently did'st yield Thy breath, Man to save from sin and death ; Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah, Thou, hast taken on Thee Bitter strokes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, Thou sinless Son of God! Only thus for me to win Rescue from the bonds of sin; Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting, only That it might not fall on me ; Stoodest falsely charged and lonely, That I might be safe and free ; Comfortless, that I might know Comfort from Thy boundless woe ; Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then for all that wrought our pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the garden, 1 will thank Thee evermore ; Thank Thee with my latest breath For Thy sad and cruel death ; For that last and bitter cry, Praise Thee evermore on high. Ernst Ch. Homburg, 1659. Tr. Catharine Winkworth, 1851. 123 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. ±S^ L. M. 1 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow The star is dimm'd that lately shone; 'Tis midnight; in the garden now, The suff'ring Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight — and, from all removed, Emmanuel wrestles lone, with fears; E'en the disciple that He loved Heeds not His Master's grief and tears. 3 'Tis miSnight — and, for others' guilt, The Man of sorrows weeps in blood; Yet He, who hath in anguish knelt, Is not forsaken by His God. 4 'Tis midnight — from the heavenly plains Is borne the song that angels know; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. William B. Tappan, 1822. ±SS C. M. 1 O Thou, who through this holy week Didst suffer for us all; The sick to heal, the lost to seek, To raise up them that fall. 2 We cannot understand the woe Thy love was pleased to bear: O Lamb of God, we only know That all our hopes are there. 3 Thy feet the path of suffering trod, Thy hand the victory won; What shall we render to our God For all that He hath done? 124 THE PASSION. 4 To God, the blessSd Three in One, All praise and glory be: Crown, Lord, Thy servants who have won The victory through Thee. Rev. John M. Neale, 1842. ISO C. M. 1 To Calv'ry, Lord, in spirit now Our weary souls repair, To dwell upon Thy dying love, And taste its sweetness there. 2 Sweet resfcing-place of every heart That feels the plague of sin, Yet knows that deep mysterious joy, The peace of God within. 3 Dear suffering Lamb, Thy bleeding wounds, With cords of love Divine, Have drawn our willing hearts to Thee, And linked our life with Thine. 4 Thy sympathies and hopes are ours; Dear Lord, we wait to see Creation, all, below, above, Redeemed and blest by Thee. 5 Our longing eyes would fain behold That bright and blessM brow, Once wrung with bitterest anguish, wear Its crown of glory now. 6 Why linger, then? Come, Saviour, come, Responsive to our call! Come, claim Thine ancient power and reign The heir and Lord of all. Sir Samuel Denny, 1839. 125 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.; 157 (I C. M. 1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? And did my Sov'reign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When He, 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. 1S8 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8 1 O world, behold upon the tree, Thy Life is hanging now for thee, Thy Saviour yields His dying breath; The mighty Prince of Glory now, For Thee doth unresisting bow To cruel stripes, to scorn and death. 2 Draw near, o world! and mark Him well; Behold the drops of blood that tell How sore His conflict with the foe; And hark! how from that noble heart Sigh after sigh doth slowly start, From depths of yet unfathomed woe. 126 THE PASSION. 3 Alas ! my Saviour, who could dare Bid Thee such bitter anguish bear, What evil heart entreat Thee thus? For Thou art good, hast wronged none; As we and ours too oft have done: Thou hast not sinned, dear Lord, like us. 4 I and my sins, that number more Than yonder sands upon the shore, Have brought to pass this agony. 'Tis I have caused the floods of woe That now Thy dying soul overflow, And those sad hearts that watch by Thee. 5 Tis I to whom these pains belong, 'Tis I should suffer for my wrong, Bound hand and foot in heavy chains; Thy scourge, Thy fetters, whatsoe'er Thou bearest, 'tis my soul should bear, For she hath well deserved such pains. 6 Yet Thou dost even for my sake On Thee, in love, the burdens take, That weighed my spirit to the ground. Yea : Thou art made a curse for me. That I might yet be blest through Thee: My healing in Thy wounds is found. 7 Thy cross shall be before my sight My hope, my joy by day and night, Whate'er I do, where'er I rove ; And, gazing, I will gather thence The form of spotless innocence, The seal of faultless truth and love. 8 And I will nail me to Thy cross And learn to count all things but dross Wherein the flesh doth pleasure take: Whate'er is hateful in Thine eyes, With all the strength that in me lies, Will I cast from me and forsake. 127 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 9 Thy heavy groans, Thy bitter sighs, The tears that from Thy dying eyes Were shed when Thou wast sore oppressed, Shall be with me, when at the last Myself on Thee I wholly cast, And enter with Thee into rest. Paul Gerhardt, 1606-1676, Tr. ISO 6. 6. 6. 4. 8. 8. 4. 1 Behold the Lamb of God ! O Thou for sinners slain, Let it not be in vain That Thou hast died: Thee for my Saviour let me take, My only refuge let me make Thy pierced side. 2 Behold the Lamb of God! Into the sacred flood Of Thy most precious blood My soul I cast; "Wash me and make me clean within, And keep me pure from every sin, Till life be past. 3 Behold the Lamb of God! All hail, Incarnate Word, Thou everlasting Lord, Saviour most blest; Fill us with love that never faints, Grant us, with Thy blessM saints, Eternal rest. 4 Behold the Lamb of God! Worthy is He alone That sitteth on the throne O God above; One with the Ancient of all days, One with the Comforter in praise, All light and love. « Matthew Bridges, 1848. 128 THE PASSION. 160 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 sacrea Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down; Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown; sacred Head, what glory, What bliss till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 noblest brow and dearest, In other days the world All feared when Thou appearedst: W T hat shame on Thee is hurled! How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn; How does that visage languish Which once was bright as morn! 3 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain: Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 4 Receive me, my Redeemer: My Shepherd, make me Thine; Of every good the fountain, Thou art the spring of mine. Thy lips with love distilling, And milk of truth sincere, With heaven's bliss are rilling The soul that trembles here. 5 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide: 129 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 6 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. 7 And when I am departing, O part not Thou from me? When mortal pangs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me free! And when my heart must languish Amidst the final throe, Eelease me from mine anguish, By Thine own pain and woe. 8 Be near when I am dying, O show Thy cross to me; And for my succor flying, Come, Lord, to set me free: These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move; For he who dies believing, Dies safely, through Thy love. Ascribed to Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091—1153. Tr. Paul Gerhardt, 1656. Tr. Rev. James W. Alexander, 1830. 161 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Jesus, Eefuge of the weary, Object of the spirit's love, Fountain in life's desert dreary, Saviour from the world above; 130 THE PASSION. how oft Thine eyes offended, Gaze upon the sinner's fall! Yet upon the cross extended Thou didst bear the pain of all. 2 Do we pass that cross unheeding, Breathing no repentant vow, Though we see Thee wounded bleeding, See Thy thorn-encircled brow? Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us Life eternal, peace and rest; Only what Thy grace hath taught us Cairns the sinner's stormy breast. S Jesus, may our hearts be burning, With more fervent love for Thee; May our eyes be ever turning To Thy cross of agony ; Till in glory, parted never From the* blessed Saviour's side, Graven in our hearts forever, Dwell the cross, the Crucified. Jerome Savonarola, d. 1498, Tr. JOS 11.10.11.10. 1 My Lord, my Master, at Thy feet adoring, 1 see Thee bowed beneath Thy load of woe: For me, a sinner, is Thy life-blood pouring; For Thee, my Saviour, scarce my tears will flow. 2 Thine own disciple to the Jews has sold Thee ; With friendship's kiss and loyal word he came; How oft of faithful love my lips have told Thee, While Thou hast seen my falsehood and my shame. 3 With taunts and scoffs they mock what seems Thy weakness, With blows and outrage adding pain to pain : Thou art unmoved and steadfast in Thy meekness ; When I am wronged how quickly I complain. 131 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 My Lord, my Saviour, when I see Thee wearing Upon Thy bleeding brow the crown of thorn, Shall I for pleasure live, or shrink from bearing Whate'er my lot may be of pain or scorn? 5 O Victim of Thy love ! O pangs most healing ! O saving death! O wounds that I adore! shame most glorious! Christ, before Thee kneeling, 1 pray Thee keep me Thine for evermore. Rev. Jacques Bridaine, 1701—1767. Tr. Rev. Thomas B. Pollock, 1887. 163 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's battle, Tell His triumph far and wide; Tell aloud the wondrous story Of His body crucified; How upon the cross a victim, Vanquishing in death, He died. 2 Eating of the tree forbidden, Man has sunk in Satan's snare, When our pitying Creator Did this second tree prepare, Destined many ages later, That first evil to repair. 3 So, when now at length the fullness Of the time foretold drew nigh, God the Son, the world's Creator, Left His Father's throne on high, From the Virgin's womb appearing Clothed in our humanity. 4 Thus did Christ to perfect manhood In our mortal flesh attain; Then of His free choice He goeth To a death of bitter pain; He, the Lamb upon the altar Of the cross, for us was slain. 132 THE PASSION. 5 Lo, with gall His thirst He quenches See the thorns upon His brow; Nails His tender flesh are rending; See, His side is pierced now; Whence, to cleanse the whole creation, Streams of blood and water flow. 6 Christ, to Thee with God the Father, And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving, And unwearied praises be: Honor, glory and dominion And eternal victory. Venantius Fortunatus , 575 , Tr. Rev. Edw. Caswall, 1814-1878. 164 8. 7. 8. 7. (Or to Rathbun.) 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend; Life and health and peace possessing Through the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I'll sit, forever viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is this station, Low before His cross to lie, While I see Divine compassion Pleading in His languid eye. 4 Here I find my hope of heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze; Loving much, and much forgiven, Let my heart o'erflow with praise. 5 Lord, in loving contemplation Fix my heart and eves on Thee, Till I taste Thy full salvation. And Thine unveiled glories see. 133 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 6 For Thy sorrows I adore Thee, For the griefs that wrought our peace; Gracious Saviour, I implore Thee, In my heart Thy love increase. 7 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears His feet I'll bathe; Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from His death. 8 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go; Prove His blood each day more healing, And Himself most deeply know. Rev. James Allen, 1757, alt. Rev. Walter Shirley, 1771. 165 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me; Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. Sir John Bowring , 1825. 134 THE PASSION. 166 7. 6. 7.. 6. D. 1 Lamb of God, still keep me Near to Thy wounded side ! 'Tis only there in safety And peace I' can abide. What foes and snares surround me ! What doubts and fears within! The grace that sought and found me, Alone can keep me clean. 2 Tis only in Thee hiding, I feel my life secure ; Only in Thee abiding, The conflict can endure; Thine arm the vict'ry gaineth O'er ev'ry hateful foe; Thy love my heart sustaineth In all its care and woe. 3 Soon shall my eyes behold Thee, With rapture, face to face; One half hath not been told me Of all Thy pow'r and grace: Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, The wonders of Thy love, Shall be the endless story Of all Thy saints above. Rev. James G. Deck, 1842. 167 L. M. 1. " 'Tis finished !" — so the Saviour cried, And meekly bowed His head, and died: "'Tis finished!" — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, *the vict'ry won. 2 '"Tis finished!"— all the heaven foretold By prophets in the days of old; And truths are opened" to our view, That kings and prophets never knew. 135 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 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 echo fly Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky. Rev. Samuel Stennett, 1787. 168 L. M. 1 When 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707. 169 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Lord, to Thee alone we turn, To Thy cross for safety fly; There, as penitents to learn How to live and how to die. 136 THE PASSION. Sinful on our knees we fall; Hear us, as for help we plead; Hear us when on Thee we call; Aid us in our time of need. 2 In the midst of sin and strife, In the depths of mortal woe, Teach us, Lord, to live a life Meet for sojourners below. Though the road be oft-times dark, Though the feet in weakness stray, Lead us, Saviour, as the ark Led Thy chosen on their way. 3 Weak and weary and alone When the vale of death we tread, Then be all Thy mercy shown, Then be all Thy love displayed; Guard us in that darksome hour, Lead us to the land of rest, When, secure from Satan's power, We may lie upon Thy breast. Rev. Albert E. Evans, 1887. ±TO 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 1 From the cross the blood is falling, And to us a voice is calling, Like a trumpet silver clear, 'Tis the voice announcing pardon, "It is finished" is its burden, Pardon to the far and near. 2 Peace that precious blood is sealing, All our wounds forever healing, And removing every load ; Words of peace that voice has spoken, Peace that shall no more be broken, Peace between the soul and God. 137 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 3 Love its fullness there unfolding, Stand we here in joy beholding, To the exiled sons of men ; Love, the gladness past all naming, Of an open heaven proclaiming, Love that bids us enter in. 4 God is Love; — we read the writing, Traced so deeply in the smiting Of the glorious Surety there, God is Light;— we see it beaming, Like a heavenly day-spring gleaming So divinely sweet and fair. 5 Cross of shame, yet tree of glory, Round thee winds the one great story Of this ever-changing earth; Centre of the true and holy, Grave of human sin and folly, Womb of nature's second birth. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1846. HT± 8. 7. 8. 7. 7 1 All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled to-morrow Of the prey he grasps to-night: Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. 2 Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies ; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard- won victory. 138 THE PASSION. 3 Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore ; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o'er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent's head. 4 All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low : Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From to-morrow's harps shall flow: ''Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!" Rev. John Moultrie , 1836. 172 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid on Thee ; Thy stripes have healed, Thy bonds have set us free ; And now Thy toil is o'er; Thy grief and pain Have passed away ; the vail is rent in twain. 2 Xow hast Thou laid Thee down in perfect peace Where all the wicked from their troubling cease. Thy tranquil Sabbath in the grave to keep : Thy Father giveth His Beloved sleep. 3 Yet in Thy glory, on the throne above, Thou wast abiding ever, Love of Love, Eternal, filling all created things With Thine own presence, Jesus, King of kings ! 4 E'en now our place is with Thee on the throne, For Thou abidest ever with Thine own; Yet in the tomb with Thee, we watch for day ; let Thine angel roll the stone away ! 5 by Thy life within us, set us free! Reveal the* glory that is hid with Thee ! Glory to God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Spirit, ever One. Edward William Eddis, 1864. 139 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. The Resurrection. 1T3 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah. 1 Jesus Christ has ris'n today, Our triumphant holy day, Who did once upon the cross Suffer to redeem our loss. Hallelujah ! 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah ! 3 But the pains which He endured, Our salvation have procured ; Now above the sky He's King, Where the angels ever sing, Hallelujah ! 4 Now be God the Father praised, With the Son, from death upraised, And the Spirit, ever blest, One true God, by all confessed. Hallelujah! Anon., 1708. 1T^ 11. 11. 11. 11. 1 Welcome, happy morning ! age to age shall say, Hell to-day is vanquished, heav'n is won to-day. Lo ! the Dead is living, God forevermore ; Him, their true Creator, all His works adore. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 2 Earth her joy confesses, clothing her for spring, All good gifts returned with her returning King ; Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough, Speak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph now. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 140 THE RESURRECTION. 3 Months in due succession, days of lengthening light, Hours and passing moments praise Thee in their flight ; Brightness of the morning, sky and fields and sea, Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to Thee. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 4 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, Thou from heaven beholding human nature's fall, Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 5 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, buried Lord ! Welcome, happy morning, etc. 6 Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Sa- tan'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 Thee. Welcome, happy morniug, etc. Venantius Fortunatus , 575. Tr. Rev. John Ellerton, 1868. ITS 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah. 1 Christ the Lord is ris'n again; Christ hath broken ev'ry chain: Hark, angelic voices cry, Singing evermore on high T Hallelujah ! 141 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 He who gave for us His life, Who for us endured the strife, Is our Paschal Lamb to-day; We too sing for joy, and say, Hallelujah! 3 He who bore all pain and loss Comfortless upon the Cross, Lives in glory now on high, Pleads for us and hears our cry; Hallelujah! 4 He who slumbered in the grave, Is exalted now to save; Now through Christendom it rings That the Lamb is King of kings. Hallelujah ! 5 Now He bids us tell abroad How the lost may be restored, How the penitent forgiven, How we too may enter heaven. Hallelujah! 6 Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed, Christ, today Thy people feed; Take our sins and guilt away, That we all may sing for aye, Hallelujah! Rev. Michael Weisse, 1531. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt. ±T& 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Angels, roll the rock away ; Death, yield up thy mighty prey: See, He rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah ! 142 THE RESURRECTION- 2 ? Tis the Saviour: angels, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the jov-inspirins: sound. Hallelujah! 3 Praise Him, all ye heavenly choirs. Praise, and sweep your golden lyres: Shout, -0 earth, in rapturous song. Let the strains be sweet and strong. Hallelujah ! 4 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown and captived hell. AVhere is hell's once dreaded king AVhere, death, thy mortal sting? Hallelujah! Rev. Thomas Scott, 1769. 1T7 L. M. 1 Ere yet the dawn has filled the skies, Behold my Saviour, Christ arise. He chaseth from us sin and night, And brings us jov, and life and light, Hallelujah!' 2 O stronger Thou than death and hell ! Where is the foe Thou canst not quell, What heavy stone Thou canst not roll, From off the prison'd anguished soul? Hallelujah! 3 If Jesus lives, can I be saved? I know He loves me, and am glad ; Though all the world were dead to me, Enough, Christ, if I have Thee! Hallelujah! 143 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 He feeds me, comforts and defends, And when I die His angel sends To bear me whither He is gone, For of His own He loseth none: Hallelujah ! 5 No more to fear or grief I bow, God and the angels love me now; The joys prepared for me to-day Drive fear and mourning far away: Hallelujah! 6 Strong Champion! For this comfort see The whole world brings her thanks to Thee; And once we, too, shall raise above More sweet and loud the song of love : Hallelujah ! Johann Hermann, 1630. Tr. Anon. ±T& 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 1 Jesus lives and so shall I; Death, thy sting is gone forever. He, who deigned for me to die, Lives, the bands of death to sever. He shall raise me with the just: Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 2 Jesus lives and reigns supreme, And, His Kingdom still remaining, I shall also be with Him, Ever living, ever reigning. God has promised; be it must; Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 3 Jesus lives, and God extends Grace to each returning sinner. Eebels He receives as friends, And exalts to highest honor. God is true as He is just: Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 144 THE RESURRECTION. 4 Jesus lives, and by His grace, Vict'ry o'er my passions giving, I will cleanse my heart and ways, Ever to His glory living. Th' weak He raises from the dust: Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 5 Jesus lives, and death is now But my entry into glory. Courage ! then, my soul, for thou Hast a crown of life before thee ; Thou shalt find thy hopes were just: Jesus is my Hope and Trust. Christian F. Gellert, 1715-1769. Tr. Anon. 1T9 8. 8. 8. 4. 1 Morn's roseate hues have decked the sky; The Lord has risen with victory: Let earth be glad, and raise the cry, Hallelujah! 2 The Prince of Life with death has striven, To cleanse the earth His blood has given; Has rent the veil, and opened heaven; Hallelujah! 3 Our bodies mouldering to decay, Are sure to rise to heavenly day; For He bv rising burst the wav : Hallelujah! 4 And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies, And fleshly passions crucifies, In bodv like to Thine shall rise. Hallelujah! 5 praise the Father and the Son, Who has for us the triumph won, And Holv Ghost, the Three in One: Hallelujah ! Nicolas le Tourneaux, 1640-1686. Tr. William Cooke, 1872. 145 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. ISO 8. 8. 8. 4. 1 The strife is o'er, the battle done: The victory of life is won : The song of triumph has begun, — Hallelujah ! 2 The three sad days are quickly sped, He rises glorious from the dead; All glory to our risen Head! Hallelujah ! 3 He closed the yawning gates of hell, The bars from heaven's high portals fell; Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell, Hallelujah ! 4 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, From death's dread sting Thy servant free, That he may live and sing to Thee, Hallelujah ! Anon. (Latin , 12th cent.) Tr. Francis Pott, 1861. 181 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day! Sons of men and angels say: Eaise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply! 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won: Lo! our Sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo! He sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids His rise, Christ hath opened paradise. 146 THE RESURRECTION. 4 Lives again our glorious King! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Once He died our souls to save; Where thy victory, O grave? 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, Following our exalted Head: Made like Him, like Him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 6 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven! Praise to Thee by both be given ; Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail! the resurrection Thou. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739. 182 # 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 8. 1 How calm and beautiful the morn ■ That gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veiled in midnight gloom ! O weep no more the Saviour slain ; The Lord is risen — He lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints! dry every tear For your departed Lord; " Behold the place — He is not there," The tomb is all unbarred: The gates of death were closed in vain : The Lord is risen — He lives again. 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer Your early footsteps bend, The Saviour will Himself be there, Your Advocate and Friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain, But now in Christ ye live again. 147 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 How tranquil now the rising day! Tis Jesus still appears, A risen Lord to chase away Your unbelieving fears: O weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen — He lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shine upon the soul, How blissful then to die: Since He has risen who once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. Thomas Hastings, 1832. 1^3 C. M. 1 I say to all men, far and near, That He i^ risen again ; , That He is with us now and here, And ever shall remain. 2 And what I say, let each this morn Go tell it to his friend, That soon in every place shall dawn His Kingdom without end. 3 The fears of death and of the grave Are whelmed beneath the sea; And every heart, now light and brave, May face the things to be. 4 The way of darkness that He trod To heaven at last shall come, And he who harkens to His word Shall reach His Father's home. 5 Now let the mourner grieve no more, Though his beloved sleep: A happier meeting shall restore Their light to eyes that weep. 148 THE RESURRECTION. 6 He lives! His presence hath not ceased, Though foes and fears be rife; And thus we hail in Easters feast, A world renewed to life! Friedrich von Hardenberg, 1799. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858. 1^^ C. M. 1 Hosanna to the Prince of Light, Who cloth'd Himself in clay, Entered the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. 2 Death is no more the king of dread, Since our Emmanuel rose ; He took the tyrant's sting away, And spoiled our hellish, foes. 3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to His Father flies, With scars of honor on His flesh, And triumph in His eyes. 4 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, To reach His blest abode; Sweet be the accents of your songs To our incarnate God. 5 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, Your sweetest voices raise; Let heaven, and all created things, Sound our Emmanuel's praise. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709 l^S 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7 1 Come, ye saints, look here and wonder: See the place where Jesus lay; He has burst His bands asunder; He has borne our sins away ; Joyful tidings, joyful tidings ! Yes, the Lord has ris'n to-day. 149 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 Jesus triumphs ! sing ye praises ; By His death He overcame: Thus the Lord His glory raises, Thus He fills His foes with shame. Sing ye praises, sing ye praises ! Praises to the Victor's Name. 3 Jesus triumphs! countless legions Come from heaven to meet their King; Soon, in yonder blessed regions, They shall join His praise to sing. Songs eternal, songs eternal Shall through heaven's high arches ring. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1809, a. 186 L. M. 1 Lift up, lift up your voices now ; The whole wide world rejoices now: The Lord hath triumphed gloriously, The Lord shall reign victoriously. 2 In vain with stone the cave they barred; In vain the watch kept ward and guard: Majestic from the spoiled tomb, In pomp of triumph Christ is come. 3 He binds in chains the ancient foe ; A countless host He frees from woe, And heaven's high portal open flies, For Christ has risen, and man shall rise. 4 And all He did, and all He bare, He gives us as our own to share; And hope and joy and peace begin, For Christ has won, and man shall win. 5 O Victor, aid us in the fight, And lead through death to realms of light ; And safely pass where Thou hast trod; In Thee we die to rise in God. 150 THE RESURRECTION. 6 Thy flock, from sin and death set free. Glad Hallelujahs raise to Thee ; And ever with the heavenly host Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Cento, based on Rev. John M. Neale, 1854. ±&T 7. 6.7. 6. D. 1 The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad; The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From this world to the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over, With hymns of victory. 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, (8th cent.) Tr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862. 1^^ 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Sing with all the sons of glory, Sing the resurrection song! Death, and sorrow, earth's dark story, To the former davs belong: 151 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 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 aw^ait 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! 0, to enter that bright portal, See that glowing firmament, Know, with Thee, O God immortal, " Jesus Christ, whom Thou hast sent!" Rev. William J. Irons, 1873. ±&& 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Hallelujah! hallelujah! Hearts to heaven and voices raise; Sing to God a hymn of gladness, Sing to God a hymn of praise; 152 THE RESURRECTION. He, who on the cross a Victim For the world's salvation bled, Jesus Christ, the King of Glory, Now is risen from the dead. 2 Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, On this holy Easter morn: Christ has triumphed, and we conquer By His mighty enterprise, We with Him to life eternal By His resurrection rise. 3 Christ is risen, Christ, the first-fruits Of the holy harvest-field, Which will all its full abundance At His second coming yield, When the golden ears of harvest Will their heads before Him wave, Eipened by His glorious sunshine, From the furrows of the grave. 4 Christ is risen ; we are risen ; Shed upon us heavenly grace, Eain and dew, and gleams of glorj^ From the brightness of Thy face, That we, with our hearts in heaven, Here on earth may fruitful be, . And by angel-hands be gathered, And be ever, Lord, with Thee. # Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862. 190 7. 6. 7.6. D. (Or to St. Theodulph.) 1 Why should these eyes be tearful For years too quickly fled? And why these feet be fearful The onward path to tread? 153 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. Why should a chill come o'er me At thoughts of death as near? Or when I see before me The silent gates appear? 2 Behold my Saviour dying! I hear His parting breath ; Entombed I see Him lying, A captive held of death; Yet peacefully He sleepeth, No foe disturbs Him now, And love Divine still keepeth Its impress on His brow. 3 But lo! the seal is broken! Roll back the mighty stone, In vain was set the token That friend and foe should own. The weeping Mary bending Sees not her Saviour there; But sons of light attending A joyful message bear. 4 The Lord is risen: He liveth, The First-born from the dead; To Him the Father giveth To be creation's Head. The grave, no more appalling, Invites me to repose; Asleep in Jesus falling, To rise as Jesus rose. 5 O, when to life awaking, The night forever gone, My soul, this dust forsaking, Puts incorruption on, Lord, in Thy lustre shining, In Thine own beauty dressed My sun no more declining, Thy service be my rest! Rev. Ray Palmer, 1867. 154 THE RESURRECTION. 191 C. Bf. D. 1 Awake, glad soul, awake, awake ! Thy Lord hath risen long; Go to His grave, and with thee take Both tuneful heart and song; Where life is waking all around, Where love's sweet voices sing, The first bright Blossom may be found Of an eternal spring. 2 OLove! which lightens all distress, Love, death cannot destroy: O grave ! whose verv emptiness To Faith is full of joy ; ■ Let but that Love our hearts supply From heaven's exhaustless spring, Then, grave, where is thy victory? And, death, where is thy sting? 3 The shade and gloom of life are fled This resurrection-day ; Henceforth in Christ are no more dead, The grave hath no more prey : In Christ we live, in Christ we sleep, In Christ we wake and rise; And the sad tears death makes us weep, He wipes from all our eyes. 4 And every bird and every tree And every opening flower Proclaim His glorious victory, His resurrection-power : The folds are glad, the fields rejoice, With vernal verdure spread: The little hills lift up their voice, And shout that death is dead. 155 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 5 Then wake, glad heart! awake! awake! And seek thy risen Lord, Joy in His resurrection take, And comfort in His word; And let thy life, through all its ways, One long thanksgiving be, Its theme of joy, its song of praise, ' 'Christ died, and rose for me." Rev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863. 192 C. M. 1 Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife, Welcome from out the grave, To-day we triumph in Thy life, Around Thy empty grave. 2 Our enemy is put to shame, His short-Hved triumph o'er; - Our God is with us, we exclaim, We fear our foe no more. 3 The dwellings of the just resound With songs of victory ; For in their midst Thou, Lord, art found, And brightest peace with Thee. 4 O let Thy conquering banner wave O'er hearts Thou makest free: And point the path that from the grave Leads heavenward up to Thee. 5 We bury all our sin and crime Deep in our Saviour's tomb, And seek the treasure there, that time Nor change can e'er consume. 6 Fearless we lay us in the tomb, And sleep the night away, If Thou art there to break the gloom, And call us back to day. 156 THE RESURRECTION. 7 Death hurts us not : his power is gone, And pointless all his darts : God's favor now on us hath shown, Joy nlleth all our hearts. Benjamin Schmolck, 1712. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, c. 1855. 193 C. M. 1 I know that my Eedeemer 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 Jesus, I cling unto Thy word ; I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, And to Thyself receive. 5 When God is mine, and I am His, Of paradise possessed, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1742. 157 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. The Ascension. 194 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4. 1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise, Into Thy native skies, Assume Thy right: And where, in many a fold, The clouds are backward roll'd — 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 clasps his w r ings 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: Lord of the rolling years — Claim for Thine own the spheres,- For Thou hast bought with tears Thy heritage: 158 THE ASCENSION. 5 And then was heard afar Star answering to star — "Lo! these have come, Followers of Hirn who gave His life their lives to save; And now their palms they wave, Brought safely home." Matthew Bridges, 1840. 195 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah. 1 Hail the day that sees Him rise To His throne above the skies. Christ, awhile to mortals given, Reascends His native heaven. Hallelujah! 2 There the glorious triumph waits: Lift your heads, eternal gates; Wide unfold the radiant scene; Take the King of Glory in. Hallelujah! 3 Him though highest heaven receives. Still He loves the earth He leaves Though returning to His throne, Still He calls mankind His own. Hallelujah ! 4 See, He lifts His hands above; See, He shows the prints of love; Hark, His gracious lips bestow Blessings on His church below. Hallelujah! 5 Still for us His death He pleads; Prevalent He intercedes : Near Himself prepares our place, Harbinger of human race. Hallelujah! 159 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 6 Lord, though parted from our sight High above yon azure height, Grant our hearts may thither rise, Following Thee beyond the skies. Hallelujah ! Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739, alt. 196 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Conquering Prince, and Lord of Glory Majesty enthroned in light All the heav'ns are bowed before Thee, Far beyond them spreads Thy might. Shall I fall not at Thy feet And my heart with rapture beat Now Thy glory is displayed Thine ere yet the worlds were made. 2 As I watch Thee far ascending To the right hand of the throne, See the host before Thee bending, Praising Thee in sweetest tone, Shall not I too at Thy feet Here the angels' strain repeat, And rejoice that heaven doth ring, With the triumph of my King? 3 Power and Spirit are o'erflowing; On me also be they poured: Every hindrance overthrowing, Make Thy foes Thy footstool, Lord. Yea, let earth's remotest end To Thy righteous sceptre bend; Make Thy way before Thee plain, O'er all hearts and spirits reign. 4 Lo, Thy presence now is filling All Thy Church in every place. Fill my heart too, make me walling In this season of Thy grace. 160 THE ASCENSION. Come, Thou King of Glory, come, Deign to make my heart thy home, There abide and rule alone, As upon Thy heavenly throne. 5 Thou art leaving me, yet bringing God and heaven most inly near: From this earthly life upspringing, As though still I saw Thee here. Let my heart, transplanted hence, Strange to earth, and time, and sense, Dwell with Thee in heaven e'en now, Where our only joy art Thou! Gerhard Tersteegen, 1737. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1861. 197 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 7. 7. 6 1 Lo, God to heav'n ascendeth! Throughout its regions vast, With shouts triumphant blendeth The trumpets thrilling blast. Sing praise to Christ the Lord, Sing praise with exultation, King of each heathen nation! The God of hosts adored! 2 With joy in heaven resounding Christ's glad return to see; Behold the saints surrounding The Lord who set them free: Bright myriads thronging come; The cherub band rejoices And loud seraphic voices Welcome Messiah home. 3 Xo more the way is hidden Since Christ our Head arose; No more to man forbidden The road to heaven that goes 161 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. Our Lord is gone before, But here He will not leave us; In heaven He'll soon receive us: He opens wide the door. 4 Christ is our place preparing, To heaven we, too, shall rise, And, joys angelic sharing, Be where our treasure lies: There may each heart be found! Where Jesus Christ has entered, There let our hopes be centered, Our course still heavenward bound! 5 May we, His servants thither In heart and mind ascend; And let us sing together, "We seek Thee, Christ our Friend, Thee, God's anointed Son! Our Life, and Way to heaven, To whom all power is given, Our Joy and Hope and Crown!" 6 When, on our vision dawning, Will break the wished-for hour Of that all -glorious morning, When Christ shall come with power? O come, thou welcome Day! When we, our Saviour meeting, His second advent greeting, Shall hail the heaven-sent ray. G. Wilhelm Sacer, 1635. Tr. Anon, 1699. 198 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds, His chariot, To His heav'nly palace gate: 162 THE ASCENSION. Hark ! the choirs of angel voices Joyful hallelujahs sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heav'nly King. 2 Who is this that conies in glory, With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory ; He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled His foes. 3 While He raised His hands in blessing, He was parted from His friends ; While their eager eyes behold Him, He upon the clouds ascends ; He who walked with God, and pleased Him, Preaching truth and doom to come, Christ, our Enoch, is translated To His everlasting home. 4 Now our heavenly Aaron enters, With His blood, w T ithin the veil ; Joshua now is come to Canaan, And the kings before Him quail; Now He plants the tribes of Israel In their promised resting-place; Now our great Elijah offers Double portion of His grace. 5 Thou hast raised our human nature In the clouds to God's .right hand; There we sit in heavenly places, There with Thee in glory stand: Jesus reigns, adored by angels, Man with God is on the throne ; Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension We by faith behold our own. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862. 163 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. ±&& 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious: See the Man of Sorrows, now; From the fight returned victorious, Ev'ry 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. 4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords: Crown Him! Crown Him! King of kings, and Lord of lords. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1809. 200 S. M. D. 1 Crown 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. 164 THE ASCENSION. 2 Crown Him the Lord of love, Behold His hands and side, Eich 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. 3 Crown Him the Lord of peace ; Whose power a sceptre sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, Absorbed in 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: And hail, Redeemer, hail"! For Thou hast died for me; Thy praise shall never, never fail Throughout eternity. Matthew Bridges, 1851. SOI 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah. 3 Hark, ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above ; Jesus reigns and heav'n rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love: See, He sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. Hallelujah ! Amen. 2 Jesus, hail, whose glory brightens All above, and makes it fair: Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, 165 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. Cheers, and charms Thy people here. When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love Divine. Hallelujah ! Amen. 3 King of Glory, reign forever; Thine an everlasting crown: Nothing from Thy love shall sever Those whom Thou hast made Thine own ; Happy objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face. Hallelujah! Amen. 4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away. Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, " Glory, glory to our King." Hallelujah ! Amen. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1804, a. SOS C. M. 1 The golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide, The King of Glory is gone in Unto His Father's side. 2 Thou art gone up before us, Lord, To make for us a place, That we may be where now Thou art, And look upon Thy Jace. 3 And ever on our earthly path A gleam of glory lies, A light still breaks behind the cloud That veiled Thee from our eyes. 4 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds: Let Thy dear grace be given, That while we wander here below, Our treasure be in heaven; 166 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 5 That where Thou art, at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be : Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell Forevermore in Thee. Cecil F. Alexander, 1858= The Kingdom and Glory. 203 8.7.8.7. 1 Christ above all glory seated, King triumphant, strong to save, Dying. Thou hast death defeated, Buried, Thou hast spoiled the grave. 2 Thou art gone where now is given What no mortal might could gain, On the eternal throne of heaven In Thy Father's power to reign. 3 There Thy kingdoms all adore Thee, Heaven above and earth below ; While the depths of hell before Thee Trembling and amazed bow. 4 We, o Lord, with hearts adoring, Follow Thee beyond the sky ; Hear our prayers Thy grace imploring, Lift our souls to Thee on high. 5 So when Thou again in glory On the clouds of heaven snalt shine, We Thy flock may stand before Thee, Owned forevermore as Thine. 6 Hail! all hail! in Thee confiding, Jesus, Thee shall all adore, In Thy Father's might abiding With one Spirit evermore. Anon. (Latin. 6th or 7th cent.) Tr. Bishop James R. Woodford, i852. 167 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 204 C. M. 1 The head that once was crown'd with thorns Is crown'd with glory now; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor 's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is His, is His by right, The King of kings, and Lord of lords, And heavens 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 profit and their joy to know The mystery of His love. 6 The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him ; His people's hope, His people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1820. SOS L. M. 1 Before the throne of God above, I have a strong, a perfect plea: A great High Priest, whose Name is love, Who ever lives and pleads for me. 2 My name is graven on His hands; My name is written on His heart; O, know that while in heaven He stands No tongue can bid me thence depart. 168 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 3 AVhen Satan tempts me to despair, And tells me of the guilt within, Upward I look, and see Him there, Who made an end of all my sin. 4 Because the sinless Saviour died, My sinful soul is counted free; For God, the Just, is satisfied To look on Him, and pardon me. o Behold Him there, the bleeding Lamb ! My perfect, spotless righteousness, The great unchangeable "I Am," The King of glory and of grace. 6 One with Himself, I cannot die ; My life is purchased by His blood; My life is hid with Christ on high, \Vith Christ, my Saviour and my God. Charitie Lees Smith, 1863. 206 6.6.6.6.8.8. 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore ! Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore : Lift up your heart ; lift up your voice ; Rejoice! again I say, rejoice! 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 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! 169 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take His servants up To their eternal home. We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice; The trump of God shall sound; — Rejoice! Rev. Charles Wesley, 1744. 207 C. M. 1 All hail the pow'r of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; II : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all. : || 2 Crown Htm, ye morning stars of light, Who fixed this floating ball; || : Now hail the strength of Israel's might. And crown Him Lord of all.:|| 3 Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God Who from His altar call; || : Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all. : || 4 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, II : Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. :|| 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, II : Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. : || 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, II : To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. :|| 170 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 7 that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall ; I!: "We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all.:|| Rev. Edward Perronet, 1779-80, alt. Verse 7, added, Rev. John Rippon, 1787. 208 C. M. (Or to Ortonville.) 1 Majestic sweetness, sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow, His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with Him compare Among the sons of men ; Fairer He is than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me He bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To Him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of His abode. He brings my weary feet; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 6 Since from His bounty I receive Such proofs of love Divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be Thine! Rev. Samuel Stennett, 1772. 171 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 209 10. 10. 11. 11. 1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful Name; The Name, all victorious, of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious and rules over all. 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, wo sits on the throne! Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son: The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, Pall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, and give Him His right, All glory and power, and wisdom and might All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1744, alt. 210 14. 14. 4. 7. 8. 1 Lamb, the once crucified Lion, by triumph surrounded ! Yictim all bloody, and Hero, who hell hast con- founded ! Painriven Heart, That from earth's deadliest smart, O'er all the heavens hast bounded. 2 Thou in the depths wert to mortals the highest revealing, God in humanity veiled, Thy full glory con- ceiling ! " Worthy art Thou!" Shouteth eternity now, Praise to Thee endlessly pealing. 172 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 3 Heavenly Love, in the language of earth past expression ! Lord of all worlds, unto whom every tongue owes confession! Didst Thou not go,— And, under sentence of woe, Rescue the doomed by transgression? 4 O'er the abyss of the grave, and its horrors infernal, Victory's palm Thou art waving in triumph supernal : Who to Thee cling, Circled by hope, shall now bring Out of its gulf life eternal. 5 Son of Man, Saviour, in whom, with deep ten- derness blending, Infinite Pity to wretches her balm is extending, On Thy dear breast, Weary and numb, they may rest, Quickened to joy never ending. 6 Sweetly persuasive, to me, too, Thy call has resounded ; Melting my heart so obdurate, Thy love has abounded ; Back to the fold, Led by Thy hand, I behold Grace all my path has surrounded. 7 Bless thou the Lord, O my soul! who, thy pardon assuring, Heals thy diseases, and grants thee new life all enduring, Joy amid woe, Peace amid strife here below, L'nto'thee ever securing. 173 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 8 Upward, on pinions celestial, to regions of pleasure, Into the land whose bright glories no mortal can measure, Strong hope and love Bear Thee, the fullness to prove Of Thy salvation's rich treasure. 9 There, as He is, w r e shall view Him, with rapture abiding, Cheered even here by His glance, when the darkness dividing Lets down 'a ray, Over the perilous way Thousands of wanderers guiding. 10 Join, O my voice! the vast chorus, with trembling emotion: Chorus of saints, who, though sundered by land and by ocean, With sweet accord Praise the same glorious Lord, One in their ceaseless devotion. 11 Break forth, O nature! in song, when the spring tide is nighest; World that hast seen His salvation, no longer thou sighest! Shout, starry train, From your empyreal plain, "Glory to God in the highest!" Meta Heusser- Schweitzer, 1797—1876. Tr. in ' ' Christ in Song." Sll L. M. 1 Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace, Who holds the keys of death and hell ! The spacious world unseen is His, And sovereign power becomes Him> well. 174 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 2 In shame and torment once He died ; Bat now He lives forevermore: Bow down, ye saints around His seat, And, all ye angel-bands, adore. 3 So live forever, glorious Lord, To crush Thy foes and guard Thy friends ! "While all Thy chosen tribes rejoice That Thy dominion never ends. 4 "Worthy Thy hands to hold the keys, Guided by wisdom and by love; Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, O'er worlds below and worlds above. 5 Forever reign, victorious King! Wide through the earth Thy Name be known ; And call my longing soul to sing Sublimer anthems near Thy throne. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1755. SXS 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Hail, 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 in 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. 175 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 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. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; He]p to sing our Saviour's merits, Help us chant Emmanuel's praise. Rev. John Bakewell, 1760, alt. 213 6. 5. 6. 5. D. 1 At the Name of Jesus Ev'ry knee shall bow, Ev'ry tongue confess Him King of glory now. 'Tis the Father's pleasure We shall call Him Lord, Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word. 2 At His voice creation Sprang at once to sight, All the angel faces, All the hosts of light. Thrones and dominations, Stars upon their way, All the heavenly orders In their great array. 176 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 3 Humbled for a season, To receive a Name From the lips of sinners Unto whom He came, Faithfully He bore it Spotless to the last, Brought it back victorious When from death He passed. 4 In your hearts enthrone Him; There let Him subdue All that is not holy, All that is not true: Crown Him as your Captain In temptation's hour: Let His will enfold you In its light and power. 5 Brothers, this Lord Jesus Shall return again, With His Father's glory, With His angel train; For all wreaths of empire Meet upon His brow, And our hearts confess Him King of glory now. Caroline M. Noel, 1870, alt. 214 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4. 1 Jesus, our risen King, Glory to Thee we sing, Praising Thy Name: Thy love and grace adore, Which all our sorrows bore; Singing forevermore, 4 'Worthy the Lamb." 177 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 2 haste, ye ransomed race! For all His gifts of grace Praise ye His Name: He wondrous things hath done; Triumph o'er death hath won ; Heaven's gate hath open thrown; "Worthy the Lamb." 3 Come, all ye hosts above! Join in one song of love, Praising His Name: To Him ascribed be Honor and majesty Through all eternity: "Worthy the Lamb." 4 Blessed and Holy Three, Glorious Trinity, Praise to Thy Name: Father, Thy love we bless ; Spirit of holiness, We praise Thee and confess, "Worthy the Lamb." Rev. James Allen, 1761. S±& L. M. 6 1. 1 Thou eternal Victim slain, A sacrifice for guilty man, By Thine eternal Spirit made An off'ring in the sinners stead; Our everlasting Priest art Thou, Pleading Thy death for sinners now. 2 Thy off'ring still continues new ; Thy vesture keeps its crimson hue; Thou art the ever-slaughtered Lamb, Thy priesthood still remains the same; Thy years, O Lord, can never fail; Thy goodness is unchangeable; 178 THE KINGDOM AND GLORY. 3 that our faith may never move. But stand unshaken as Thy love: Sure evidence of things unseen, Passing the years that intervene, Now let it view upon the tree The Lord, who bleeds and dies for me. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1739. 216 C. M. 1 To our Redeemer's glorious Xame Awake the sacred song: may His love, immortal flame Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 Let wonder still with love unite, And gratitude and joy; Be Jesus our supreme delight, His praise our best employ. 4 Jesus, who left His throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss. And came on earth to bleed and die — Was ever love like this? 5 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, The Saviour died for me. 6 may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming Name, And join the sacred song. Anne Steele, 1760. 179 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. The Second Coming. 217 8. 9. 8. 8. 9. 8. 6. 6. 4. 8. 8. 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the heights are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Mignight's solemn hour is tolling: His chariot wheels are nearer rolling; He comes, prepare ye virgins wise. Eise up, with willing feet Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Hallelujah ! Bear through the night your well-trimmed light, Speed forth to join the marriage rite. 2 Zion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart with deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom; For her Lord comes down all glorious, The strong in grace, in truth victorious, Her Star is risen, her Light is come! Ah come, Thou blessed One, God's own beloved Son, Hallelujah! We haste along, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. 3 Now let all the heavens adore Thee, And men and angels sing before Thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone; Of one pearl each shining portal, Where we are with the choir immortal, Of angels round Thy dazzling throne; No vision ever brought No ear hath ever caught, Such enjoyment: But we rejoice, and sing to Thee Our hymns of joy eternally. Philip Nicolai, 1599. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858. 180 THE SECOND COMING. 218 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Lo! 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, Eobed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the Tree, Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, Heaven and earth, shall flee away: All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day ; Come to judgment, come to judgment ! Come to judgment, come away ! 4 Now Eedemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear! All His saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Hallelujah, hallelujah ! See the day of God appear! 5 Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit; Hasten, Lord, the general doom; The new heaven and earth to inherit Take Thy pining exiles home : All creation, all creation Travails, groans and bids Thee come. 181 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 6 Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne: Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdom for Thine own: O come quickly, O come quickly; Hallelujah! come, Lord, come. Verses 1, 2, 5, 6, Rev. Charles Wesley, 1758; verses 3, 4, Rev. John Cennick, 1752. 219 7. 6. 7. 4 1 In us the hope of glory, O risen Lord, art Thou; The first-fruits of the Spirit Are in us now. 2 Yet still in dust and ashes Before Thy throne we kneel; And in our hearts is hidden Thy living seal. 3 The whole creation groaneth In prison-chains for Thee; O rend the veil asunder, And set us free. 4 Eaise up Thy holy sleepers, And change Thy saints on earth, In all, as one, revealing Thy second birth. 5 O come in all Thy glory, Our great Emmanuel! Come forth, our Prince and Saviour^ With us to dwell! 6 Bring Thine eternal Sabbath, Bring Thine eternal day, And cause all grief and sighing To flee away. 182 THE SECOND COMING. 7 To Thee, Almighty Father, O Saviour, unto Thee, To Thee, Creator-Spirit, All glory be! Edward William Eddis, 1864. 220 S. M. 1 Come, Lord, and tarry not, Bring the long-looked for day; 0, why these years of w T aiting here, These ages of delay? 2 Come, for Thy saints still wait; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say, "Come;" Dost Thou not hear the cry? 3 Come, for creation groans, Impatient of Thy stay, Worn out with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. 4 Come, for love waxes cold, Its steps are faint and slow; Faith now is lost in unbelief, Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 5 Come in Thy glorious might, Come with the iron rod, Scattering Thy foes before Thy face, Most mighty Son of God! 6 Come and make all things new ; Build up this ruined earth; Restore our faded Paradise, Creations second birth. 7 Come and begin Thy reign Of everlasting peace; Come, take the kingdom to Thyself, Great King of Righteousness. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1846. 183 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. 221 S. M. 1 The Church has waited long Her absent Lord to see; And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. 2 Age after age has gone, Sun after sun has set, And still, in weeds of widowhood, She weeps a mourner yet. 3 Saint after saint on earth Has lived, and loved, and died; And as they left us, one by one, We laid them side by side: 4 We laid them down to sleep, But not in hope forlorn; We laid them but to ripen there Till the last glorious morn. 5 The whole creation groans, And waits to hear that voice That shall restore her comeliness, And make her wastes rejoice. 6 Come, Lord, and wipe away The curse, the sin, the stain, And make this blighted world of ours Thine own fair world again. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1846 222 7. 6.7. 6. D. 1 Rejoice all ye believers, And let your lights appear; The evening is advancing, And darker night is near. The Bridegroom is arising, And soon He will draw nigh; Up, pray, and watch, and wrestle, At midnight comes the cry. 184 THE SECOND COMING. 2 See that your lamps are burning, Replenish them with oil; Look now for your salvation, The end of sin and toil. The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near, Go meet Him as He cometh With hallelujahs clear. 3 Ye wise and holy virgins, Now raise your voices higher, Until, in songs of triumph, They meet the angel-choir. The marriage-feast is waiting, The gates wide open stand; Up ! up ! ye heirs of glory : The Bridegroom is at hand! 4 Ye saints, who here in patience Your cross and sufferings bore, Shall live and reign forever, When sorrow is no more; Around the Throne of glory The Lamb ye shall behold, In triumph cast before Him Your diadems of gold. 5 There flourish palms of victory ; There radiant garments are ; There stands the peaceful harvest Beyond the reach of war. There, after stormy winter, The flowers of earth arise, And from the grave's long slumber Shall meet again our eyes. 6 Our Hope and Expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere. 185 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, And ever be with Thee. Laurentius Laurenti, 1660— 1722. Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1853. 223 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 He is coming, He is coming, Not as once He came before, Wailing infant, born in weakness On a lowly stable floor: But upon His cloud of glory, In the crimson-tinted sky, Where we see the golden sunrise In the rosy distance lie. 2 He is coming, He is coming, Not in pain, and shame, and woe, With the thorn-crown on His forehead, And the blood-drops trickling slow; But with diadem upon Him, And the scepter in His hand, And the dead all ranged before Him, Eaised from death, hell, sea, and land. 3 He is coming, He is coming, Not as once he wandered through All the hostile land of Judah, With His followers poor and few: But with all the holy angels Waiting round His judgment-seat, And the chosen twelve apostles Sitting crownM at His feet. 4 He is coming, He is coming; Let His lowly first estate, And His tender love, so teach us That in faith and hope we wait, 186 THE SECOND COMING Till in glory eastward burning, Our redemption draweth near; And we see the sign in heaven Of our Judge and Saviour dear. Cecil F. Alexander, 1848. 224 8. 7.8. 7. D. 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of. death! Eise on us, Thyself revealing — Rise and chase the clouds beneath. Thou of heav'n and earth Creator! In our deepest darkness rise; Scatter all the night of nature, Pour the day upon our eyes! 2 Still we wait for Thine appearing; Life and joy Thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every meek, 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, 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. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1744. 187 JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD. S^S 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 4. 7. 7. 1 Son of God, we wait for Thee, In love for Thine appearing, We know Thou sittest on the throne, And we Thy Name are bearing. Who trusts in Thee, May joyful be, And see Thee, Lord, descending, To bring us bliss unending. 2 We w T ait for Thee, 'mid toil and pain, In weariness and sighing; But glad that Thou our guilt hast borne, And cancelled it by dying. Hence, cheerfully, May we, with Thee Take up our cross and bear it, Till we relief inherit. 3 We wait for Thee; here Thou hast won Our hearts to hope and duty; But while our spirits feel Thee near, Our eyes would see Thy beauty; We fain would be At rest with Thee In peace and joy supernal, In glorious life eternal. 4 We wait for Thee ; sure Thou wilt come ; The time is swiftly nearing; In this we also now rejoice, And long for Thine appearing. O, bliss 'twill be When Thee we see, Homeward Thy people bringing, With transport and with singing! Philip Frederick Hiller, d. 1769. Tr. Joseph A. Seiss, 1890. 188 THE SECOND COMING. 226 C. M. 1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart, Star of the coming day, Arise, and with Thy morning beams Chase all our griefs away. 2 Come, blessed Lord, bid every shore And answering island sing The praises of Thy royal Name, And own Thee as their King. 3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now To the bright world above, Break forth in rapturous strains of joy In memory of Thy love. 4 Lord, Lord, Thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea, In unison with all our hearts, And calls aloud for Thee. 5 Come, then, with all Thy quickening power, With one awakening smile, And bid the serpent's trail no more Thy beauteous realms defile. 6 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits Of grace and peace Divine: Be Thine the crown of glory now, The palm of victory Thine. Sir Edward Denny, Bart., 1842. 189 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 22T 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 4. 4. 4. 4. 8 1 O Holy Spirit enter in, Among tnese hearts Thy work begin, Thy temple deign to make us; Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine Around and in us brightly shine To strength and gladness wake us. Where Thou shinest, Life from heaven There is given. "We before Thee For that precious gift implore Thee. 2 Left to ourselves, we shall but stray; O lead us on the narrow way, With wisest counsel guide us, And give us steadfastness, that we May henceforth truly follow Thee. Whatever woes betide us: Heal Thou gently, Hearts now broken, Give some token Thou art near us, Whom we trust to light and cheer us. 3 O mighty Eock! O Source of Life, Let Thy dear word, 'mid doubt and strife, Be so within us burning, That we be faithful unto death, In Thy pure love and holy faith, From Thee true wisdom learning! Lord, Thy graces, On us shower, By Thy power Christ confessing, Let us win His grace and blessing. 190 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 gentle Dew, from heaven now fall With power upon the hearts of all, Thy tenderness instilling; That" heart to heart more closely bound, Fruitful in kindly deeds be found, The law of love fulfilling: No wrath, no strife, Here shall grieve Thee, We receive Thee, Where Thou livest Peace and love and joy Thou givest. 5 Grant that our days, while life shall last, In purest holiness be passed; Our minds so rule and strengthen That they may rise o'er things of earth, The hopes and joys that here have birth; And if our course Thou lengthen, Keep Thou pure, Lord, From offences, Heart and senses ; Blessed Spirit, Bid us thus true life inherit. Michael Schirmer, 1640. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862. <->:>& C. M. 1 Eternal Spirit, God of truth! Oar contrite hearts inspire ; Kindle a flame of heav'nly love — The pure celestial fire. 2 'Tis Thine to soothe the sorrowing, With guilt and fear oppressed; 'Tis Thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary, rest. 191 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whatever that sin may be; That we, in singleness of heart, May worship only Thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, That we are sons of God; Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell, Through Christ's atoning blood. Rev. Thomas Cotterill, i819. 229 C. M. 1 Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend and bring Some tokens of Thy grace. 2 Dost Thou not dwell in all the 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; And Thy soft wings, celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. 230 C. M. 2 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come, Inspire these souls of Thine; Till every heart which Thou hast made Be filled with grace Divine. 192 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift Of God, and fire of love; The everlasting spring of joy, And unction from above. 3 Thy gifts are manifold, Thou writ'st (rod's law in each true heart, The promise of the Father, Thou Dost heavenly speech impart. 4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they Thy sacred love embrace; Assist our minds, by nature frail, With Thy celestial grace. 5 Drive far from us the mortal foe And give us peace within, That, by Thy guidance blest, we may Escape the snares of sin. 6 Teach us the Father to confess, And Son, from death revived, And Thee, with both, Holy Ghost, Who art from both derived. Nahum Tate , 1702. 231 6.5.6.5. 12 1. 1 Hear us, Thou that broodest O'er the watery deep, Waking all creation From its primal sleep; Holy Spirit, breathing Breath of life Divine, Breathe into our spirits, Blending them with Thine. Light and Life Immortal, Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise. 193 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 When the sun ariseth In a cloudless sky, May we feel Thy presence, Holy Spirit, nigh; Shed Thy radiance o'er us, Keep it cloudless still, Through the day before us, Perfecting Thy will. Light and Life Immortal, etc. 3 When the fight is fiercest In the noontide heat, Bear us, Holy Spirit, To our Saviour's feet; There to find a refuge Till our work is done, There to fight the battle Till the battle's won. Light and Life Immortal, etc. 4 If the day be falling Sadly as it goes, Slowly in its sadness Sinking to its close, May Thy love in mercy Kindling, ere it die, Cast a ray of glory O'er our evening sky. Light and Life Immortal, etc. 5 Morning, noon, and evening, Whensoe'er it be, Grant us, gracious Spirit, • Quickening life in Thee; Life that gives us, living, Life of heavenly love; Life that brings us, dying, Life from heaven above. Light and Life Immortal, etc. Rev. Godfrey Thring, 1873. 194 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 232 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Spirit ©f 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. 2 I ask no dream, no prophet-ectasies ; Xo sudden rending of the veil of clay, X o 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 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. o Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love, One holy passion filling all my frame ; The baptism of the heaven-descended Dove, My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame. Rev. George Croly, 1854. 233 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 1 Come, O come, Thou quick'ning Spirit, Thou forever art Divine: Let Thy power never fail me, Always fill this heart of mine; Thus shall grace and truth and light Dissipate the gloom of night. 2 Grant my mind and my affections Wisdom, counsel, purity; That I may be ever seeking 195 THE HOLY SPIRIT. Naught but that which pleases Thee. Let> Thy knowledge spread and grpw, Working error's overthrow. 3 Lead me to green pastures, lead me By the true and living way. Shield me from each strong temptation That might draw my heart astray ; And if e'er my feet should turn, For each error let me mourn. 4 Holy Spirit, strong and mighty, Thou who makest all things new, Make Thy work within me perfect, Help me by Thy word so true, Arm me with that sword of Thine, And the victory shall be mine. 5 In the faith O make me steadfast; Let not Satan, death or shame Of my confidence deprive me; Lord, my refuge is Thy Name. When the flesh inclines to ill, Let Thy word prove stronger still. 6 And when my last hour approaches, Let my hopes grow yet more bright, Let me be an heir of heaven, In Thy glorious courts of light, Fairer far than voice can tell, There, redeemed by Christ, to dwell. Henry Held, d. 1659. Tr. Charles William Schaeffer, 1866, a. 234 8. 6. 8. 4. 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breath' d His tender, last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeath' d With us to dwell. 196 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 He came in semblance of a dove With sheltering wings outspread, The holy balm of peace and love On earth to shed. 3 He came sweet influence to impart ; A gracious, willing Guest, While He can rind one humble heart Wherein to rest. 4 And His that gentle voice we hear, Soft as the breath of even, That checks each thought, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven. 5 And every virtue we possess, And every victory won, And every thought of holiness Are His alone. 3 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see: make our hearts thy dwelling-place, And worthier Thee. Harriet Auber, 1829. 235 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 8. 8. 1 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness. Pierce the clouds of sinful night ; Come, Thou Source of sweetest gladness. Breathe Thy life and spread Thy light; Loving Spirit, God of peace, Great Distributor of grace, Rest upon this congregation ; Hear, O hear, our supplication. 2 From that height which knows no measure, As a gracious shower, descend, Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send. 197 THE HOLY SPMMT. O Thou Glory shining down From the Father and the Son, Grant us Thy illumination; Eest on all this congregation. 3 Come, Thou best of all donations God can give, or we implore: Having Thy sweet consolations, We need wish for nothing more: Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, Now, descending from above, Rest on all this congregation; Make our hearts Thy habitation. Paul Gerhardt, 1653, ab. Tr. Johann Christian Jacobi, 1725. 236 4. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 2. 1 Come Thou, O come: Sweetest and kindliest, Giver of tranquil rest Unto the weary soul; In all anxiety With pow'r from heav'n on high Console. 2 Come Thou, O come: Help in the hour of need, Strength of the broken reed, Guide of each lonely one; Orphan's and widow's stay, Who tread in life's hard way Alone. 3 Come Thou, come: Glorious and shadow-free, Star of the stormy sea, Light of the tempest-tost; Harbor our souls to save When hope upon the wave Is lost. 198 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 Come Thou, O come: Joy in life's narrow path, Hope in the hoar of death. Come, blessed Spirit, come; Lead Thou us tenderly, Till we shall find with Thee Our home. Tr. Rev. Gerard Moultrie, 1864. 237 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy Ghost, with Light Divine, Shine upon this heart of mine; Chase the shade of night away, Turn the 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, Eeign supreme, and reign alone. Andrew Reed , 1817. 238 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy Spirit, Lord of light, From Thy clear celestial height Thy pure beaming radiance give. 2 Come, Thou Father of the poor, Come with treasures which endure, Come, Thou Light of all that live. 199 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Thou, of all consolers best, Thou, the souPs delightsome Guest, Dost refreshing peace bestow. 4 Thou in toil art comfort sweet, Pleasant coolness in the heat, Solace in the midst of woe. 5 Light Immortal, Light Divine, Visit Thou these hearts of Thine, And our inmost being fill. 6 If Thou take Thy grace away, Nothing pure in man will stay; And his good is turned to ill. 7 Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; On our dryness pour Thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away. 8 Bend the stubborn heart and will; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray. 9 Thou, on these who evermore Thee confess and Thee adore, In Thy sevenfold gifts descend: 10 Give them comfort when they die, Give them life with Thee on high; Give them joys that never end. Anon. (Latin, 13th cent.) Tr. Rev. Edward Caswall , 1849. 239 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy Spirit, Truth Divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine; Word of God, and inward Light, Wake my spirit, clear my sight. 200 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 Holy Spirit, Love Divine, Glow within this heart of mine; Kindle every high desire; Perish self in Thy pure fire! 3 Holy Spirit, Power Divine, Fill and nerve this will of mine; By Thee may I strongly live, Bravely bear, and nobly strive. 4 Holy Spirit, Eight Divine, King within my conscience reign; Be my Law, and I shall be Firmly bound, forever free. 5 Holy Spirit, Peace Divine, Still this restless heart of mine; Speak to calm this tossing sea, Stayed in Thy tranquility. 6 Holy Spirit, Joy Divine, Gladden Thou this heart of mine; In the desert ways I sing, i 'Spring, O Well, forever spring.' ' Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1864. S^O L. M. 1 O grant us light, that we may know The wisdom Thou alone canst give; That truth may guide where'er we go, And virtue bless where'er we live. 2 grant us light, that we may see Where error lurks in human lore, And turn our doubting minds to Thee, And love Thy simple word the more. 3 grant us light, that we may learn How dead is life from Thee apart, How sure is joy for all who turn To Thee an undivided heart. 201 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 O grant us light, in grief and pain, To lift our burdened hearts above, And count the very cross a gain, And bless our Father's hidden love. 5 O grant us light, when, soon or late, All earthly scenes shall pass away, • In Thee to find the open gate To deathless home and endless day. Rev. Laurence Tuttiett, 1864. S^l L. M. 1 Eternal Spirit, we confess And sing the wonders of Thy grace; Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Bon. 2 Enlightened by Thine heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger and our refuge too. 3 Thy power and glory works within, And breaks the chains of reigning sin, Doth our imperious lusts subdue, And forms our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows Thy voice; Thy cheering words awake our joys; Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. S>^tl2 L. M. 1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above. Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide ; O'er every thought and step preside. 202 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 The light of truth to us display. That we may know and choose Thy way ; Plant holy fear in ev'ry heart, That we from Thee may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness, the road That we must take to dwell with God; Lead to Thy word, that rules must give, And sure directions how to live. 4 Lead us to Christ, the living Way, Xor let us from His pastures stray, Lead us to heaven, that we may share Fullness of joy forever there. Rev. Simon Browne, 1720. 243 C. M. 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With allThy quick'ning pow'rs, 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. 4 Father, and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate; Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, AVith all Thy quick'ning pow'rs ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707. 203 THE HOLY SPIRIT. S^L^ C. M. 1 Great Father of each perfect gift, Behold Thy servants wait; With longing eyes and lifted hands, We flock around Thy gate. 2 O shed abroad that royal gift, Thy Spirit from above, To bless our eyes with sacred light, And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven; And bear with energy Divine Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, O God, these copious showers, That earth its fruits may yield, And change this barren wilderness To CarmePs flowery field. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1736. 24S C. M. 1 Enthroned on high, Almighty Lord, The Holy Ghost send down; Fulfill in us Thy faithful word, And all Thy mercies crown. 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire Their wondrous powers impart, Grant, Saviour, what we most desire, — Thy Spirit in our heart. 3 Spirit of life, and light and love, Thy heavenly influence give; Quicken our souls, our guilt remove, That we in Christ may live. 204 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 To our benighted minds reveal The glories of His grace, And bring us where no clouds conceal The brightness of His face. 5 His love within us shed abroad, — Life's ever-springing well; Till God in us, and we in God, In love eternal dwell. Rev. Thomas Haweis , 1792. 246 7. 7. 7. o. 1 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, Taught by Thee, we covet most Of Thy gifts at Pentecost, Holy, heavenly love. 2 Faith, that mountains could remove, Tongues of earth or heaven above, Knowledge — all things — empty prove, Without heavenly love. 3 Love is kind, and suffers long; Love is meek and thinks no wrong; Love, than death itself more strong, Give us heavenly love. 4 Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day; Love will ever with us stay: Give us heavenly love. 5 Faith will vanish into sight ; Hope be emptied in delight ; Love in heaven will shine more bright : Give us heavenly love. 6 Faith and hope and love we see Joining hand in hand agree; But the greatest of the three, And the best, is love. 205 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 7 From the overshadowing Of Thy gold and silver wing, Shed on us. who to Thee sing, Holy, heavenly love. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862. S^L^T 7.7.7.5. 1 Holy Ghost, the Infinite! Shine upon our nature's night With Thy blessed inward light, Comforter Divine! 2 We are sinful: cleanse us, Lord; We are faint : Thy strength afford ; Lost, — until by Thee restored, Comforter Divine! 3 Like the dew, Thy peace distill; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine! 4 With us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine! 5 In us "Abba, Father," cry, — Earnest of our bliss on high, Seal of immortality, — Comforter Divine! 6 Search for us the depths of God; Bear us up the starry road, To the height of Thine abode, Comforter Divine! George Rawson, 1853. 206 THE HOLY TRINITY. S^^ 11. 12. 11. 10. 1 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee : Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty! God' in Three Persons, 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 before Thee, Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holv, Holv, 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 pow'r, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth and sky and sea; Holy, Holy, Holy ! merciful and mighty ! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! Bishop Reginald Heber, pub. 1827. S^O 8. 7.8. 7. D. 1 Pound the Lord in glory seated Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple, and repeated Each th'alternate hymn: 1 'Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!" 207 THE HOLY TRINITY. 2 Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angel's cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy," singing, "Lord of Hosts, the Lord most High." With His seraph train before Him, With His holy Church below, Thus unite we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow: 3 "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with Thy fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given. Holy, Holy, Holy Lord." Thus Thy glorious Name confessing, With Thine angel hosts we cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy, blessing Thee, the Lord of Hosts most high." Bishop Richard Mant , 1837. 250 ( Or to Gopsal.) 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 1 We give immortal praise To God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And all our hopes above: He sent His own eternal Son To die for sins that man hath done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who saved us by His blood From everlasting woe: And now He lives, and now He reigns, And sees the fruit of all His pains. 3 To God the Spirit praise And endless worship give, Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live; His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy Divine. 208 THE HOLY TRINITY. 4 Almighty God, to Thee Be endless honors done; The sacred Persons Three, The Godhead only One; Where reason fails with all her powers, There faith prevails, and love adores. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. SSI 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of hosts! when heav'n and earth, Oat of darkness, at Thy word Issued into glorious birth, All Thy works before Thee stood, And Thine eyes beheld them good, While thev sung with sweet accord, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord! 2 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Thee, One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit! we, Dust and ashes, would adore: Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by Thee redeemed, Sing we here with glad accord, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord! 3 Holy, Holy, Holy! all Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, While the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King: Then shall saints and seraphim, Harps and voices, swell one hymn, Blending in sublime accord, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord! James Montgomery, 1852. 209 THE HOLY TRINITY. 252 C. M. 1 O God, we praise Thee; and confess That Thou, the only Lord And Everlasting Father, art By all the earth adored. 2 To Thee all angels cry aloud ; To Thee the powers on high, Both cherubim and seraphim, Continually do cry : — 3 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord, Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory filled Of Thy majestic ray. 4 The apostles' glorious company, And prophets crowned with light, With all the martyrs' noble host Thy constant praise recite. 5 The Holy Church throughout the world, O Lord, confesses Thee, That Thou Eternal Father art, Of boundless majesty; 6 Thy honored, true, and only Son; And Holy Ghost, the Spring Of never-ceasing joy: O Christ, Of glory Thou art King. Anon. (Latin 5th Century.) Tr. Tate and Brady's Supplement, e. 1700. 253 L. M. 1 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord! Bright in Thy deeds and in Thy Name, Forever be Thy Name adored Thy glories let the world proclaim. 210 THE HOLY TRINITY. 2 O Jesus, Lamb once crucified, To take our load of sins away, Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide Along the realms of upper day. 3 O Holy Spirit, from above, In streams of light and glory given, Thou Source of ecstasy and love. Thy praises ring through earth and heaven ! 4 God Triune, to Thee we owe Our every thought, our every song; And ever may Thy praises flow From saint and seraph's burning tongue! Rev. James W. Eastburn, 1815. 254 L. M. 1 Father of heaven, whose Love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before Thy throne w r e sinners bend : To us Thy pardoning Love extend. 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord! Before Thy throne we sinners bend: To us Thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before Thy throne we sinners bend: To us Thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son ! Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! Before Thy throne we sinners bend: Grace, pardon, life, to us extend! Rev. Edward Cooper, 1805. 211 THE HOLY TRINITY. 2S5 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of hosts, Eternal King, By the heav'ns and earth adored! Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 2 Since by Thee were all things made, And in Thee do all things live, Be to Thee all honor paid; Praise to Thee let all things give, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 3 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. 4 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. 5 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. 212 THE HOLY TRINITY. 6 Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Godhead One, and Persons Three; Join us with the heavenly host, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862. III. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. Its Xature, Warfare and Guidance, 2o6 7. 6.7. 6. D. 1 The Church's one Foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord; She is His new creation By water and the word: From heav'n He came and sought her To be His holy Bride; With His own blood He bought her, And for her life He died. 2 Elect from every nation, Yet one o'er all the earth, Her charter of salvation One Lord, one faith, one birth One holy Name she blesses, Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. 3 Though with a scornful wonder, Men see her sore oppressed, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distressed; 213 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, "How long?" And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song. 4 'Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war, She waits the consummation Of peace forevermore ; Till w T ith the vision glorious Her longing eyes are blest, And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. 5 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. Rev. Samuel J. Stone, 1866. 257 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Glorious 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 that sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayst smile at all Thy foes. 2 See the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal Love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: 214 ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE. Who can faint, when 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, Thus deriving from their banner Light by night and shade by day, Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. 4 Saviour, if of Zion's city I, through grace, a member am, Let the world cleride or pity, I will glory in Thy Name: Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know. Rev. John Newton, 1779. 258 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Hear 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. 215 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 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 moon 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, 1790. 259 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Praise the Rock of our salvation, Laud His Name from zone to zone; On that Rock the Church is builded, Christ Himself the Corner-stone; Vain against our rock-built Zion Winds and waters, fire and hail, Christ is in her midst; against her Sin and hell shall not prevail. 2 Where Thou reignest, King of Glory, Throned in everlasting light, Midst Thy saints, no more is needed Sun by day, nor moon by night; Soon may we those portals enter When this earthly strife is o'er, There to dwell with saints and angels In Thy presence evermore. Rev. Benjamin Webb, 1872, a. 216 ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE. 260 7. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Head of Thy Church triumphant, We joyfully adore Thee; Till Thou appear, Thy members here Shall sing like those in glory: We lift our hearts and voices With blest anticipation, And cry aloud, And give to God The praise of our salvation. 2 While in affliction's furnace, And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise Which knows our days, And ever brings us higher: We lift our hands exulting In Thine almighty favor; The love Divine Which made us Thine Shall keep us Thine forever. 3 Thou dost conduct Thy people Through torrents of temptation; Nor shall we fear, While Thou art near, The fire of tribulation: The world, with sin and Satan, In vain our march opposes ; Through Thee we shall Break through them all, And sing the song of Moses. 4 By faith we see the glory To which Thou shalt restore us, The cross despise For that high prize Which Thou hast set before us; And if Thou count us worthy, 217 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. We each, as dying Stephen, Shall see Thee stand At> God's right hand To take us up to heaven. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1745, alt. 261 L. M. 1 Triumphant Zion! lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long — awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known: Decked in the robe of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade And fill thy hallowed walls with dread: No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 4 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer; His hand thy ruins shall repair; Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1755. S<3S C. M. 1 O 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. 218 ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE. 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 by hands. Bishop A. Cleveland Coxe, 1839. 263 11. 11. 11. 5. 1 Lord of our life, and God of our salvation, Star of our night, and hope of ev'ry nation, Hear and receive Thy Church's supplication, Lord God Almighty. 2 See round Thine Ark the angry billows curling, See how Thy foes their banners are unfurling; Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling, Thou canst preserve us. 3 Lord, thou canst help when earthly armor f aileth ; Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth ; Lord, o'er Thy Kock nor death nor hell pre- vaileth : Grant us Thy peace, Lord! 4 Peace, in our hearts, our evil thoughts assu- aging, Peace, in Thy Church, where brothers are en- gaging, Peace, when the world its busy war is waging; Calm Thy foes raging! 219 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 5 Grant us Thy help till backward they are driven ; Grant them Thy truth, that they may be for- given ; Grant peace on earth, and after we have striven, Peace in Thy heaven. Pilip Pusey, 1840. The Communion of Saints. 264 S. M. (Or to Boylston. 1 Blest 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. 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. Rev. John Fawcett, 1772. 220 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. SOS S. If. 1 I 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. 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 Jesus, Thou Friend Divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. Rev. Timothy Dwight, 1800. SO© C. M. 1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, And saved by grace alone; Walking in all Thy ways, we find Our heav'n on earth begun. 2 The Church triumphant in Thy love, Their mighty joys we know ; They sing the" Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns beiow. 221 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 3 Thee in Thy glorious realm they praise, And bow before Thy throne, We in the kingdom of Thy grace: The kingdoms are but one. 4 The Holy to the Holiest leads; From hence our spirits rise; And he that in Thy statutes treads Shall meet Thee in the skies. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1745. 267 C. M. 1 O blessing rich, for sons of men Members of Christ to be, Joined to the holy Son of God In wondrous unity. 2 O Jesus, our great Head Divine, From whom most freely flow The streams of life and strength and warmth To all the frame below. 3 Keep us as members sound and whole Within Thy Body true ; Build us into a temple fair, Meet stones in order due. 4 For one with God, O Jesus blest, We are, when one with Thee, With saints on earth and saints at rest A glorious company. Hymnologia Christiana, 1863. 268 7. 7. 7. 7. (Or to PleyePs Hymn.) 1 Children of the heav'nly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 222 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 2 We are travelling home to God In the way the fathers trod; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock and blest; Ye on Jesus' throne shall rest; There your seat is now prepared, There's your kingdom and reward. 4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light, Zion's city is in sight; There our endless home shall be, There our Lord we soon shall see. 5 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand On the borders of your land ; Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on. 6 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below; Only Thou our Leader be, And we still will follow Thee. Rev. John Cennick. 1742. 269 C. M. 1 Come, let us join our friends above, That have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joy celestial rise. 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing, With those to glory gone; For all the servants of our King, In earth and heaven, are one. 3 One family, we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath: Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 223 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 4 One army of the living God, To His command we bow; Part of His host has crossed the flood, And part is crossing now. 5 His militant, embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach that heavenly land. 6 E'en now by faith we join our hands With those that went before, And greet the blood-besprinkled bands On the eternal shore. 7 Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide, And when the word is given, Bid the cold waves of death divide, And land us all in heaven. Rev. Charles Wesley, 1759. 2TO 10. 10. 10. 4. 1 For all the saints who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blest. Hallelujah! 2 Thou wast 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 ! 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 ! 224 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 4 O blest communion, fellowship Divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Hallelujah ! 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! 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Hallelujah! 7 But lo, there breaks a yet more glorious day ; The saints triumphant rise in bright array ; The King of Glory passes on His way. Hallelujah! 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's far- thest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless Sing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, [host, Hallelujah ! Bishop William W. How, 1864. S^Tl 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 1 Who are these like stars appearing, These before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Hallelujah ! hark, they sing, Praising loud their heavenly King. 2 Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God's ow T n truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose lustre ne'er shall fade, Ne'er be touched by time's rude hand? Whence comes all this glorious band? 225 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 3 These are they who have contended For their Saviour's honor long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These, who well the fight sustained, Triumph through the Lamb have gained. 4 These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. 5 These like priests have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will; Soul and body consecrated, Day and night they serve Him still : Now in God's most holy place Blest they stand before His face. 6 Lo, the Lamb Himself now feeds them On Mount Zion's pastures fair; From His central throne He leads them By the living fountains there; Lamb and Shepherd, Good Supreme, Free He gives the cooling stream. Heinrich T. Schenk, 1719. Tr. Frances E. Cox, 1841, 1864. a^sr 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Hark! the sound of holy voices, Chanting at the crystal sea, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah, Lord to Thee! Multitude which none can number, Like the stars, in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel holding Palms of vict'ry in their hands. 226 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 2 They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; Tried they were, and firm they stood ; Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, Sawn asunder, slain with* sword, They have conquered death and Satan By the might of Christ the Lord. 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. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth , 1862. S^3 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Through the night of doubt and sorrow, 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. 227 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 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: 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 the lips of thousands Lift as from the 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 forevermore. 4 Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward, with the cross our aid; Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we 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, 1825. Tr. Rev. Sabine Baring- Gould, 1875. 274 L.M. 6 1. 1 The saints of God! Their conflict past, And life's long battle won at last, No more they need the shield or sword, They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints ! forever blest, At Jesus' feet how safe your rest ! 228 THE COMxMUNION OF SAINTS. 2 The saints of God! Their wanderings done, No more their weary course they run, No more they faint, no more they fall, No foes oppress, no fears appall : happy saints ! forever blest, In that dear home how sweet your rest! 3 The saints of God! Lifes voyage o'er, Safe landed on that blissful shore, No stormy tempests now they dread, No roaring billows lift their head: happy saints ! forever blest. In that calm have* of your rest! 4 The saints of God their vigil keep While yet their mortal bodies sleep, Till from the dust they too shall rise And soar triumphant to the skies: happy saints ! rejoice and sing : He quickly comes, your Lord and King! 5 God of saints! To Thee we cry; Saviour ! plead for us on high ; Holy Ghost ! our Guide and Friend, Grant us Thy grace till life shall end ; That with all saints our rest may be In that bright Paradise with Thee! Archbishop William D. Maclagan, 1870. S^S S. M. 1 what, if we are Christ's, In earthly shame or loss? Bright shall the crown of glory be When we have borne the cross. 2 Keen was the trial once, Bitter the cup of woe, When 1 martyred saints, baptized in blood, Christ's sufferings shared below. 229 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 3 Bright is their glory now, Boundless their joy above, Where, on the bosom of their God, They rest in perfect love. 4 Lord, may that grace be oars, Like them in faith to bear All that of sorrow, grief or pain May be our portion here. 5 Enough, if Thou at last The word of blessing give, And let us rest beneath Thy feet, Where saints and angels live. 6 All glory, Lord, to Thee, Whom heaven and earth adore, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God forevermore. Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1852. Reformation and Home Missions. 276 S. M. 1 How beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice! How sweet the tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, That kings and prophets waited fo*j And sought but never found! 230 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen joined their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare His arm Through all the earth abroad; Let all the nations now behold Their Saviour and their God. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. &TT 8. 7. 8. 7. D. (Or to Sanctuary.) 1 Hark ! the voice of Jesus crying, "Who will go and work to-day? Fields are Avhite and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?" Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers thee; Who will answer, gladly saying, "Here I am, 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 to Jesus Will be precious in His sight. 3 If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can eay He died for all. 231 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. If you cannot rouse the wicked With the judgment's dread alarms, You can lead the little children To the Saviour's waiting arms. 4 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." Rev. Daniel March, 1868. &T& 8. 7. 8. 7. D. (Or to Austrian Hymn.) 1 Goodly were thy tents, O Israel, Spread along the river's side ; Bright thy star, which rose prophetic, Herald of dominion wide: Fairer are the homes of freemen, Scattered o'er our broad domain; Brighter is our rising daystar, Ushering in a purer reign. 2 Welcome to the glorious freedom, Which our fathers hither brought; Welcome to the priceless treasure Which with constant faith, they sought, — See, from every nation gathering, Swarming myriads throng our coasts, Hear, with steady steps advancing, Ceaseless tread of countless hosts. 3 God of nations! Our Preserver, Hear our prayers, our counsels bless; Lift o'er all Thy radiant banner, On these souls Thy love impress; 232 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. From Thy throne of boundless blessing, O'er oar land Thy Spirit pour; In the grandeur of Thine empire, Reign supreme from shore to shore! Rev. Samuel Wolcott, d., 1886. 279 8. 7. 8. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 7. 1 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 arm'd with cruel hate, On earth where is his equal? 2 Did we in our own strength confide, 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 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. 233 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 4 That word above all earthly powers, 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 lasts forever. Martin Luther, 1529. Tr. Rev. Frederick H. Hedge, 1853. S^O L. M. 1 Look 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! 3 Send forth Thy Herald, Lord, to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered, homeless flock, till all Be gathered to Thy peacefull 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 makes us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow with living waters green, And lift to heaven the voice of praise. William C. Bryant, 1865, a. 234 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. SSI L. M. 1 Almighty God, whose only Son O'er sin and death the triumph won, And ever lives to intercede For souls who Thy sweet mercy need. 2 In His dear Name to Thee we pray For all who err and go astray, For sinners, whersoe'er they be, Who do not serve and honor Thee. 3 And some within Thy sacred fold, To holy things are dead and cold, And waste the precious hours of life In selfish ease, or toil, or strife; 4 And many a quickened soul within There lurks the secret love of sin, A wayward will, or anxious fears, Or lingering taint of bygone years: 5 give repentance true and deep To all Thy lost and wandering sheep, And kindle in their hearts the fire Of holy love and pure desire! Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, 1868. 1>&Z> 8. 8. 8. 4. 1 Father of all, from land and sea The nations sing, "Thine, Lord, are we, Countless in number, but in Thee May we be one." 2 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. 235 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 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 Thou art the fountain of all good, Cleansing with Thy most precious blood, And feeding us with angels' food, Making us one. 5 Join high and low, join young and old, In love that never waxes cold: Under one Shepherd, in one Fold, Make us all one. 6 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! 7 O Trinity in Unity, One only God, in Persons Three, Dwell ever in our hearts; like Thee May we be one. 8 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." Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1871. 283 L. M. 1 O Holy Ghost, Thou God of Peace, Pity Thy Church, now rent in twain ; Bid wrath, and strife and variance cease, And let us all be one again; 2 One with our brethren here in love, And one with saints that are at rest, And one with angel hosts above, And one with God forever blest. 236 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 3 make on earth all churches one, One with the blessed gone before, All knit in sweet communion, To love Thee, worship, and adore. 4 For one the Lord on whom we call, The Spirit one whom He hath given, One God and Father of us all, One Faith on earth, one Hope of heaven. Rev. Isaac Williams, 1842. 284 8. 7. 8. 7. D. (Or to Bavaria.) 1 "Call them in" — the poor, the wretched, Sin-stained wanderers from the fold; Peace and pardon freely offer! Can you weigh their worth with gold? "Call them in" — the weak, the weary, Laden with the doom of sin; Bid them come and rest in Jesus! He is waiting: "Call them in!" 2 "Call them in"— the Jew, the Gentile; Bid the stranger to the feast ! "Call them in" — the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least. Forth the Father runs to meet them, He hath all their sorrows seen ; Robe, and ring, and kiss of pardon, Wait the lost ones: "Call them in!" 3 "Call them in"— the broken-hearted, Cowering 'neath the brand of shame: Speak love's message low and tender — 'Twas for sinners Jesus came. See the shadows lengthen round us, Soon the day-dawn will begin ; Can you leave them lost and lonely? Christ is coming: "Call them in!" Anna Shipton, 1862. 237 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. STSS C. M. 1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell obscure, And let our treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor. 2 Like Him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world's sad weight, We, in their gloomy loneliness Would seek the desolate. 3 For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill; And that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. 4 Small are the offerings we can make; Yet Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They loose not their reward. Rev. William Croswell, 1851. 286 7. 5. 7. 5. 1 Thine are all the gifts, O God, Thine the broken bread; Let the naked feet be shod, And the starving fed. 2 Let Thy children, by Thy grace, Give as they abound, Till the poor have breathing-space, And the lost are found. 3 Wiser than the miser's hoards Is* the giver's choice; Sweeter than the song of birds Is the thankful voice. 238 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 4 Welcome smiles on faces sad As the flowers of spring; Let the tender hearts be With the joy they bring. John Greenleaf Whittier, 1878. 3&T C. M. 1 O still in accents sweet and strong Sounds forth the ancient word, — "More reapers for white harvest fields, More lab'rers 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 prophet's 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 hast stirred, To do Thy will we come; Thrust in our sickles at Thy word, And bear our harvest home. Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1864. Z2&& C. M. 1 Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain: — 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth, A stranger's woes to feel ; And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the power to heal. 239 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. He spreads His kind supporting arms To every child of grief; His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unasked relief. 4 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow; He views, through mercy's melting eye, ■ A brother in a foe. 5 Peace from the bosom of his God, The Saviour's grace shall give; And, when he kneels before the throne, His trembling soul shall live. Anna L. Barbauld , 1772. S^O C. M, 1 The Lord will come, and not be slow; His footsteps cannot err; Before Him Eighteousness shall go, His royal harbinger. 2 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed, Now joyfully are met; • Sweet Peace and Eighteousness have kissed, And hand in hand are set. 3 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, Shall bud and blossom then, And Justice, from her heavenly bower, Look down on mortal men. 4 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God! Thee honor and adore With my whole heart; and sound abroad Thy Name forevermore! John Milton, 1674. 240 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 290 L. M. 1 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak In living echoes of Thy tone; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy erring children lost and lone. 2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet; feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 3 O strengthen me, that, while I stand Firm on the rock, and strong in Thee, 1 may stretch out a loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea. 4 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. 5 give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing power A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones in needful hour. 6 O 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, 1872. SOI L. M. 1 Great God of Abra'am! hear our prayer, Let Abra'am's seed Thy mercy share. O may they now, at length, return, And look on Him they pierced, and mourn. 241 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 2 Though outcasts still, estranged from Thee, Cut off from their own olive tree, Why should they longer such remain? For Thou canst graft them in again. 3 Lord, put Thy law within their hearts, And write it in their inward parts; The veil of darkness rend in two Which hides Messiah from their view. 4 O haste the day, foretold so long, When Jew and Greek — a glorious throng — Our house shall seek, our prayer shall pour, And one Redeemer shall adore. Thomas Cotterill, 1819. &&& L. M. 1 It may not be our lot to wield The sickle in the harvest field; Not ours to hear, on summer eves, The reaper's song among the sheaves. 2 Yet ours the grateful service whence Comes, day by day, the recompense; The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed, The fountain, and the noonday shade. 3 And were this life the utmost span, The only end and aim of man, Better the toil of fields like these Then waking dreams and slothful ease. 4 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 harvest day! John Greenleaf Whittier, 1892. 242 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 293 8, 7. 8. 7. D. (Or to Esther.) 1 If you cannot on the ocean Sail among the swiftest fleet, Rocking on the highest billows, Laughing at the storms you meet, You can stand among the sailors, Anchored yet within the bay, You can lend a hand to help them, As they launch their boat away. 2 If you are too weak to journey Up the mountain steep and high, You can stand within the valley, While the multitude go by; You can chant in happy, measure, As they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, They will not forget the song. 3 If you have not gold and silver Ever ready to command; If you cannot toward the needy Reach an ever open hand, You can visit the afflicted, O'er the erring you can weep; You can be a true disciple Sitting at the Saviour's feet. 4 If you cannot in the harvest Garner up the richest sheaf, Many a grain, both ripe and golden, Will the careless reapers leave; Go and glean among the briers, Growing rank against the wall, For it may be that the shadow Hides the heaviest wheat of all. Mrs. Ellen H. Gates. 243 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 294 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Thinking not 'tis thrown away; God Himself saith, thou shalt gather It again some future day. Cast thy bread upon the waters ; Wildly though the billows roll, They but aid thee as thou toilest Truth to spread from pole to pole. 2 As the seed, by billows floated, To some distant island lone, So to human souls benighted, That thou flingest may be borne. Cast thy bread upon the waters; Why wilt thou still doubting stand? Bountepus shall- God send the harvest, If thou sowest with liberal hand. Mrs. P. A. Hanaford. 295 S. M. 1 We give Thee but Thine own, Whatever the gift may be: All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O 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. 3 O, hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Saviour 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. 244 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring. To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ-like thing. 6 And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be ; Whatever for Thine we do, Lord, We do it unto Thee. Bishop William W. How, 1858. 296 S. M. 1 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Thy mighty arm make bare ; Speak with the voice that wakes the dead, And make Thy people hear. 2 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Disturb this sleep of death ; Quickening the smouldering embers now By Thine almighty breath. 3 Revive Thy work, Lord, Create soul-thirst for Thee; And hungering for the Bread of Life may our spirits be. 4 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Exalt Thy precious Name; And, by the Holy Ghost, our love For Thee and thine inflame. 5 Revive Thy work, Lord, Give pentecostal showers : The glory shall be all Thine own, The blessing, Lord, be ours. Albert Midlane, 1858. 245 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 297 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Soldiers of the cross, arise, Gird you with your armor bright; Mighty are your enemies, Hard the battle ye must fight. 2 O'er a faithless fallen world Eaise your banner in the sky; Let it float there wide unfurled; Bear it onward; lift it high. 3 'Mid the homes of want and woe, Strangers to the living word, Let the Saviour's herald go, Let the voice of hope be heard. 4 Where the shadows deepest lie, Carry truth's unsullied ray; Where are crimes of blackest dye, There the saving sign display. 5 To the weary and the worn Tell of realms where sorrows cease; To the outcast and forlorn Speak of mercy and of peace. 6 Guard the helpless, seek the strayed; Comfort troubles; banish grief; In the might of God arrayed, Scatter sin and unbelief. 7 Be the banner still unfurled, Still unsheathed the Spirit's -sword Till the kingdoms of the world Are the kingdom of the Lord. Bishop William W. How, 1854. 246 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. £TO^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 8 1 Saints of God! the dawn is brightening, Token of our coming Lord; O'er the earth the field is whitening; Louder rings the Master's word,— "Pray for reapers, pray for reapers, In the harvest of the Lord." 2 Now, o Lord! fulfill Thy pleasure, Breathe upon Thy chosen band, And, with pentecostal measure, Send forth reapers o'er our land, — Faithful reapers, faithful reapers, Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand. 3 Broad the shadow of our nation, Eager millions hither roam ; Lo ! they wait for Thy salvation ; Come, Lord Jesus! quicklv come! By Thy Spirit, by Thy Spirit, Bring Thy ransomed people home. 4 Soon shall end the time of weeping, Soon the reaping time will come, — Keaven and earth together keeping God's eternal Harvest Home; Saints and angels! saints and angels! Shout the world's great Harvest Home. Mrs. Mary Maxwell, 1849. SO© 11. 10. 11. 10. 11. 10. 1 Eescue 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. Befrain : Rescue the perishing, care for the dying: Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 247 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 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. — Bef. 3 Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore; Touched by a loving hand, wakened by kindness, Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. —Bef. 4 Eescue the perishing, duty demands it; Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide; Back to the narrow way patiently win them; Tell the poor wand'rer a Saviour has died. — Bef. Frances Jane Van Alstyne, 1870. SOO 11. 10. 11. 10. 1 Come, gracious Saviour, manifest Thy glory, And let Thy light'nings shine from east to west, O by Thine anguish 'neath the olives hoary, Take us, Thy people, to Thy promised rest. Bef rain. Come blessed Jesus, Come, come, we pray; Banish the darkness And bring the glorious day. 2 Our eyes are weary watching for Thy coming, Watching through glare of noon and gloom of night Hoping the morn may bring Thee, or the gloaming May see Thee bursting on our happy sight. — Bef. 248 REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS. 3 How long shall stay the bitter strife and sorrow, And wrong have triumph o'er the true and right? come, and coming, bring the better morrow, Whose noon shall never darken into night. — Bef. 4 Come, gracious Lord, our longing souls to Arise ! O Son of Eighteousness, arise ! [gladden ; Let hope deferred our hearts no longer sadden, But turn to songs our sorrows and our sighs. — Bef. 5 O come and cheer the eyes all dim with weeping, Banish the sin, the sorrow, and the strife ; Let those who sow in tears now have their reaping, Their golden harvest sheaves of light and life. Bef. 6 Then shall we worship Thee with joy and singing, And laud Thy Name all other names above; The world throughout with praises shall be ringing, And we shall swell the triumphs of Thy love. — Bef. Rev. Charles D. Bell, 1882. 301 11. 10. 11. 10. 1 0, he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken ! The holier worship, which God deigns to bless, Restores the lost, and heals the spirit broken, And feeds the widow and the fatherless. 2 Then, brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother ! For where love dwells, the peace of God is there ; To worship rightly is to love each other; Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer. 3 Follow, with reverent steps, the great example Of Him whose holy work was doing good ; So shall the wide earth seem our Father's temple, Each loving life a psalm of gratitude. 249 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 4 Thus shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangor Of wild war music o'er the earth shall cease; Love shall tread out the baleful fires of anger, And in its ashes plant the tree of peace. John Greenleaf Whittier, 1807—1892. Foreign Missions. 302 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. (Or to Corinth.) 1 O'er the'gloomy hills of darkness Cheered by no celestial ray, Sun of Eighteousness, arising, Bring the bright, the glorious day; Send the gospel, send the gospel To the earth's remotest bounds. 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest, Once obtained on Calvary; Let the gospel, let the gospel, Wide resound from pole to pole. 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light, And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night; And redemption, and redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 4 May the glorious day approaching Thine eternal Love proclaim, And the everlasting gospel Spread abroad Thy holy Name, O'er the borders, o'er the borders Of the great Emmanuel's land. 250 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 5 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel, Win and conquer, never cease; May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase; Sway Thy sceptre, sway Thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around. Rev. William Williams, 1772. 303 8.7.8.7.8.7. 1 Oh the mountain's tops appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands ; Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands, Mourning captive, mourning 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, 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, great deliverance Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 4 Enemies no more shall trouble; All thy wrongs shall be redressed; For thy shame thou shalt have double, In thy Maker's favor blessed; All thy conflicts, all thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1802. 251 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 304 7. 6.7. 6. D. 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Eoll 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. t 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 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! O Salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's Name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till like a sea of glory It spread from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. Bishop Reginald Heber, 1819. 252 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 305 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along? When hill and valley, ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And Him, who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign? 2 Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shout shall fly; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply: High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujah swelling In one eternal sound. James Edmeston, 1822, alt. 306 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 The 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 Rich dews of grace come o'er us In many a gentle shower; And brighter scenes before us Are opening every hour: Each cry to heaven going Abundant answer brings ; And heavenly gales are blowing, With peace upon their wings. 253 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 3 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. 4 Blest river of salvation, Pursue thy 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." Rev. Samuel F. Smith, 1832. 30T 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And, as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy To every land below. Arise, ye gales, and waft them Safe to the destined shore; That man may sit in darkness, And death's black shade no more. 2 O Thou eternal Euler, Who holdest in Thine arm The tempests of the ocean, Protect them from all harm! Thy presence, Lord, be with them, Wherever they may be; Though far from us, who love them, Still let them be with Thee. James Edmeston, 1820. 254 FOREIGN MISSIONS. &0& 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are, Traveller, o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star! Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell? Traveller, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends. Traveller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveller, 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. Traveller, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home! Traveller, lo, the Prince of Peace, Lo, the Son of God is come! Sir John Bowring, 1825. 309 7. 7.7. 7. D. 1 Hark ! 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. 255 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 2 Hallelujah! — Hark the sound, From the centre to the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies: See Jehovah's banner furled; Sheathed His sword : He speaks — 'tis done, And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of His Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway; He shall reign, when like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away; Then the end; — beneath His rod, Man's last enemy shall fall; Hallelujah! Christ in God, God in Christ, is All in all. James Montgomery, 1818. 310 10.K). 10. 10. 1 Eise, crowned with light imperial Salem rise! Exalt thy tow'ring head, and lift thine eyes; See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day. 2 See a long race Thy precious courts adorn, See future sons and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise Demanding life, impatient for the skies. 3 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, — and in thy temple bend; See thy bright altars, thronged with prostrate kings, While every land its joyous tribute brings. 4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay, Kocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away, But fixed His word, His saving power remains; Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. Alexander Pope, 1712. 256 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 311 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Pour blessed Gospel, glorious news of man! Thy stream of life o'er springless deserts roll: Thy bond of peace the mighty earth can span, And make one brotherhood from pole to pole. 2 On, piercing Gospel, on! of every heart In every latitude, thou ownst the key: From their dull slumbers savage souls shall start, With all their treasures first unlocked by Thee. 3 Spread, mighty Gospel, spread thy soaring wings ! Gather thy scattered ones from every land : Call home the wanderers to the King of kings ; Proclaim them all thine own; — 'tis Christ's com- mand ! Rev. Caleb Ashworth, 1774. 312 L. M. 1 Fling 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. 257 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 5 Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the cross; Our only hope, the Crucified! 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. Bishop George W. Doane, 1848. 313 L. M. 1 O Christ, our true and only Light, Illumine those who sit in night; Let those afar now hear Thy voice, And in Thy fold with us rejoice. 2 And all who else have strayed from Thee, O gently seek; Thy healing be To every wounded conscience given; And let them also share Thy heaven. 3 O make the deaf to hear Thy word; And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, Who dare not yet the faith avow, Though secretly they hold it now. 4 Shine on the darkened and the cold ; Eecall the wanderers from Thy fold; Unite those now who work apart; Confirm the weak and doubting heart: 5 So they with us may evermore Such grace with wondering thanks adore, And endless praise to Thee be given By all the Church in earth and heaven. Johann Heermann, 1630. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858. 258 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 314£ L. M. (Or to Duke Street.) 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head; His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice; 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Where He displays His healing power Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 6 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King. Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 315 L. M. 1 Great God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, Extend His power, exalt His throne. 259 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 2 With power He vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; His worship and His fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 3 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall He send His influence down; His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 4 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at His first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 5 The saints shall flourish in His days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river from His throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 316 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 1 Saviour, sprinkle many nations, Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee. Of Thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nation told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory And Thy mercy manifold. 2 Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast; Human tears for Thee are flowing, Human hearts in Thee would rest, Thirsting, as for dews of even, As the new-mown grass for rain; Thee they seek, as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. 260 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 3 Saviour, lo! the isles are waiting, Stretched the hand,- and strained the sight, For Thy Spirit, new creating Love's pure flame and wisdom's light. Give the word ! and of the preacher Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung. Bishop A. Cleveland Cope, 1851. 317 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4. 1 Thou, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray; And, where the gospel's day Sheds not its glorious ray, Let there be light. 2 Thou, who didst come to bring On Thy redeeming wing Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, O now to all mankind Let there be light. 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holv 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! 261 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. Boundless as ocean's tide Boiling in fullest pride Through the world, far and wide, Let there be light. Rev. John Marriott, c. 1813. 318 L. M. 1 The heav'ns declare Thy glory, Lord! In ev'ry 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 Eeveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise 'Bound 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 nation blessed, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Bighteousness, arise! O bless the 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 262 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 319 L. M. 1 Assembled at Thy great command, Before Thy face, dread King, we stand; The voice that marshaled every star, Has called Thy people from afar. 2 We meet, through distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled; Along the line, to either pole, The thunder of Thy praise to roll. 3 Our prayers assist, accept our praise, Our hopes revive, our courage raise; Our counsels aid; to each impart The single eye, the faithful heart. 4 Forth with Thy chosen heralds come, Eecall the wandering spirits home ; From Zion's mount send forth the sound, To spread the spacious earth around. Rev. William B. Colly er, 1812. 320 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 And is the time approaching, By prophets long foretold, When all shall dwell together, One Shepherd and one fold? Shall ev'ry idol perish, To moles and bats be thrown? And ev'ry prayer be offered To God in Christ alone? 2 Shall Jew and Gentile meeting From many a distant shore, Around one altar kneeling, One common Lord adore? Shall all that now divides us Remove, and pass away Like shadows of the morning Before the blaze of day? 263 THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 3 Shall all that now unites us More sweet and lasting prove, A closer bond of union In a blest land of love? Shall war be learned no longer? Shall strife and tumult cease? All earth His blessM kingdom, The Lord and Prince of Peace. 4 O long-expected dawning, Come with thy cheering ray; When shall the morning brighten, The shadows flee away? O sweet anticipation ! It cheers the watchers on To pray, and hope, and labor, Till the dark night be gone. Jane Borthwick, 1859. 321 L. M. 1 Arm of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on Thy strength ! the nations shake ! And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 2 Say to the heathen from Thy Throne, I am Jehovah, God alone: Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Zion's time of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every clime, of every name ; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. William Shrubsole, 1795. 264 FOREIGN MISSIONS. 322 6. 6. 6. 6. 1 Thy kingdom come, O God! Thy rule, O Christ, begin! Break with Thy iron rod The tyrannies of sin! 2 Where is Thy reign of peace, And purity, and love? When shall all hatred cease, As in the realms above? 3 When comes the promised time That war shall be no more, Oppression, lust, and crime Shall flee Thy face before? 4 We pray Thee, Lord, arise, And come in Thy great might ; Revive our longing eyes, Which languish for Thy sight. 5 O'er heathen lands afar Thick darkness broodeth yet : Arise, O morning Star, Arise, and never set. Rev. Lewis Hensley, 1867. IV. THE MEANS OF GRACE. The Word of God. 323 C. M. D. 1 There is a book, who runs may read, Which heav'nly truth imparts, And all the love its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God, above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book to show How God Himself is found. 265 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 2 The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker's love, Wherewith encompassed great and small In peace and order move. The moon above, the Church below, A wondrous race they run; But all their radiance, all their glow, Each borrows of its sun. 3 The Saviour lends the light and heat That crowns His holy hill ; The saints, like stars, around His seat Perform their courses still. The dew of heaven is like Thy grace, It steals in silence down; But, where it lights, the favored place By richest fruits is known. 4 One Name above all glorious names, With its ten thousand tongues, The everlasting sea proclaims, Echoing angelic songs. The raging fire, the roaring wind, Thy boundless power display; But in the gentler breeze we find The Spirit's viewless way. 5 Two worlds are ours; 'tis only sin Forbids us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky ; Thou, who hast given me eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee And read Thee everywhere. Rev. John Keble, 1827. 324 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine ; Mine to tell me whence I came; Mine to teach me what I am. 266 THE WORD OF GOD. 2 Mine to chide me when I rove ; Mine to show a Saviour's love ; Mine art thou to guide my feet, Mine to judge, condemn, acquit; 3 Mine to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine to show by living faith, Man can triumph over death ; 4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom : Holy bible, book Divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine. John Burton, 1805. 3^ - L. M. 1 Lord, keep us steadfast in Thy word: Curb those who fain by craft or sword Would wrest the kingdom from Thy Son, And set at naught all He hath done. 2 Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known ; For Thou art Lord of lords alone : Defend Thy Christendom, that we May evermore sing praise to Thee. 3 O Comforter, of priceless worth, Send peace and unity on earth, Support us in our final strife, And lead us out of death to life. Martin Luther, 1541. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862. 326 4.4.7.4.4.7. 1 I trust the Lord; L T pon His word I rest mv soul's well-being; My walk with Thee, Lord, here must be By faith and not by seeing. 267 THE MEANS OF GRACE. Thy word is sure; May it secure My confidence forever! Let reason's pride Ne'er be my guide From faith my soul to sever. What but Thy word Could light afford, To save from doubt and error? Where else is shown, Than here alone, Escape from guilt and terror? 'Tis here made plain, — Sought else in vain — The soul is ever-living: For endless days, Of future praise, That Thou this life art giving. The only scheme Man to redeem From death, sin's fearful wages, Would lie concealed, But as revealed In these Thy sacred pages. And now shall grief Hope no relief, My soul sink down despairing? No!— here I see Thy grace for me A Father's love declaring. By faith to live, " Its fruits to give, — This is the path to heaven: . All strength and skill To do Thy will But through Thy word are given. 268 THE WORD OF GOD. 8 Teach me, O Lord, To prize Thy word, This gift of matchless favor: Be it my wealth, Be it my health, My strength and life forever! Chr. F. Gellert, 1715—1769. . Tr. 327 6. 6. 6. 6. 1 Lord, Thy word abideth, And our footsteps guideth; Who its truth believeth Light and joy receiveth. 2 When our foes are near us, Then Thy word doth cheer us; Word of consolation, Message of salvation. 3 When the storms are o'er us, And dark clouds before us, Then its light directeth And our way protecteth. 4 Who can tell the pleasure, Who recount the treasure, By Thy word imparted To the" simple-hearted? 5 Word of mercy, giving Succor to the living; Word of life, supplying Comfort to the dying! 6 that we, discerning Its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear Thee, Evermore be near Thee. Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1861. 269 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 328 C. M. 1 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace Oar path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heav'nly grace, Brook by the traveller's way; 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, True manna from on high ; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky ; 3 Pillar of fire, through watches dark, And radiant cloud by day; When waves would 'whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay: 4 Word of the everlasting God, Will of His glorious Son ; Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? 5 Yet to unfold thy hidden worth, Thy mysteries to reveal, That Spirit which first gave thee forth Thy volume must unseal. 6 Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts ; And to its heavenly teaching turn, With simple, childlike hearts. Bernard Barton, 1836. 329 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 1 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures Sing of those who spread the treasures In the holy gospels shrined! Blessed tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. 270 THE WORD OF GOD. 2 See the rivers four that gladden, With their streams, the better Eden Planted by our Lord most dear; Christ the fountain, these the waters ; Drink, O Zion's sons and daughters! Drink, and find salvation here. 3 0, that we, Thy truth confessing, And Thy holy word possessing, Jesus," may Thy love adore! Unto Thee our voices raising, Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, Ever and forevermore. 4 Then shall thanks and praise ascending, For Thy mercies without ending, Rise to Thee, O Saviour blest: "With Thy gracious aid defend us ; Let Thy guiding light attend us ; Bring us to Thy place of rest. Adam of St. Victor, 1150. Tr. Robert Campbell, 1850. 330 C. M. 1 Father of mercies! in Thy word What endless glory shines ! Forever be Thy Name adored For these celestial lines. 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find; Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 271 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be Thou forever near; Teach me to love Thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. Anne Steele, 1760. 331 C. M. 1 The Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun; It gives a light to every age; It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat; Its truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine, With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view, In brighter worlds above. William Cowper, 1779. 272 THE WORD OF GOD. 332 7. 6. 7. 6. E (Or to Munich.) 1 Word of God Incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky, We praise Thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. 2 The Church from her dear Master Eeceived 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 Christ, the living Word. 3 It noateth 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 oi purest gold, # To bear among the nations Thy true light, as of old. O teach Thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see Thee face to face. Bishop William W. How, 1867. 273 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 333 C. M. 1 How precious is the book Divine, By inspiration giv'n: Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guard our souls to heav'n. 2 Its light, descending from above, Our gloomy world to cheer, Displays a Saviour's boundless love. And brings His glories near. 3 It shows to man His wandering ways, And where His feet have trod, And brings to view the matchless grace Of a forgiving God. 4 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears; Life, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 5 This lamp through all the tedious night Of life shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. Rev. John Fawcett, 178 334 L. M. 1 Now let my soul, eternal King, To Thee its grateful tribute bring; My knee, with humble homage, bow; % My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings Thy boundless love, In worlds be!ow, and worlds above; But in Thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of Thy grace. 274 THE WORD OF GOD. 3 There, what delightful truths I read! There, I behold the Saviour bleed: His Xarue salutes my list'ning ear, Eevives nay heart, and checks ruv fear. 4 There Jesus bids ruy sorrows cease. And gives my lab'ring conscience peace; Raises my grateful thoughts on high, And points to mansions in the sky. 5 For love like this, let my song, Through endless years, Thy praise prolong; Let distant climes Thy Name adore, Till time and nature are no more. Rev. O. Heginbothom, 1768. 335 L. M. 1 Upon 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'erflow 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. Sir John Bowring, 1865. 275 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 336 6. 7. 8. 6. 7.8.9. 6. 1 Holy Lord, holy Lord. Holy and almighty Lord, Thou, who, as the great Creator, Art by all Thy works adored ; Source of universal nature, And to man, redeemed by Jesus' blood, Sov' reign Good, Sovereign Good. 2 Thanks and praise, thanks and praise, Thanks and praise be ever Thine, That Thy w T ord to us is given, Teaching us with power Divine, That the Lord of earth and heaven, Everlasting life for us to gain, Once was slain, once was slain. 3 Lord, our God; Lord, our God; May Thy precious saving word, Till our race is here completed, Light unto our path afford; And, when in Thy presence seated, We to Thee will render for Thy grace Ceaseless praise, ceaseless praise. Anon. 33^ 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Spread, O spread, thou mighty word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe'er His breath has giv'n Life to beings meant for heav'n. 2 Tell them how the Father's will Made the world, and keeps it still; How He sent His Son to save All who help and comfort crave. 276 THE WORD OF GOD. 3 Word of life, most pure and strong, Lo, for Thee the nations long: Spread, till from its dreary night All the world awakes to light. 4 Lord of harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee: Let the nations, far and near, See Thy light, and learn Thy fear. Rev. Jonathan Frederick Bahnmaier, 1823. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858, ab. 338 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 1 I love the volume of Thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discoveries of Thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste, Xor gold that has the furnace passed, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain ; Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 277 THE MEANS OF GRACE. The Lord's Day and Sanctuary. 339 L. M. 1 How pleasant, now divinely fair, O Lord of hosts ! Thy dwellings are ! With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th'assemblies of Thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in Thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys, and Thee? • 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around Thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of Thy grace ; There they behold Thy gentler rays, And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise. 5 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. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 3-iO L. M. 1 This day at Thy creating word First o'er the earth the light was poured : O Lord, this day upon us shine, And fill our souls with light Divine. 2 This day the Lord for sinners slain In might victorious rose again: O Jesus, may we raisM be From death of sin, to life in Thee. 278 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 3 This day the Holy Spirit came With fiery tongues of cloven-flame: O Spirit, fill our hearts this day With grace to hear, and grace to pray. 4 O day of Light, and Life, and Grace, From earthly toils sweet resting-place, Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love, Give we again to God above! Bishop William W. How, 1854. 3^1 L. M. 1 Sweet 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 at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal care shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless His works, and bless His word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep Thy counsels, how Divine! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die ; Like grass they flourish till Thy breath Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head. 6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Rev. Isaac Watts , 1719. 279 THE MEANS OF GRACE. S^LS L. M. 1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear us cry, In this Thy house, on this Thy day; And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from Thy temple rise. 2 Now met to pray, and bless Thy Name, Whose mercies flow each day the same, Whose kind compassions never cease, We seek instruction, pardon, peace. 3 Thy day of rest, O Lord, we love, But look for truer rest above; To that our laboring souls aspire With ardent hope and strong desire. 4 In Thy blest kingdom we shall be From every mortal trouble free; No sighs shall mingle with the songs Kesounding from immortal tongues; 5 No rude alarms of raging foes; No cares to break the long repose; No midnight shade, no w T aning moon, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 6 O long-expected day, begin, Dawn on these realms of woe and sin! Break, morn of God, upon our eyes; And let the world's true Sun arise! Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1737, alt. 3^3 • L. M. 1 Another six day's work is done; Another Sabbath is begun. Eeturn, my soul, enjoy the rest; Improve the day Thy God hath blest. 280 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast to heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 3 that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies ; And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest Which for the Church of God remains The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend In hope of one that ne'er shall end. Rev. Joseph Stennett, 1732. 3^^ L. M. 1 Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat; "Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And ev'ry place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home. 3 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. 281 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 5 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear ; rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts Thine own. William Cowper, 1769. 3*S S. M. 1 Welcome, 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 amidst the place Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And wait to hail a brighter day, Of everlasting bliss. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709. 3^0 S. M. 1 How charming is the place Where my Eedeemer God Unvails the beauties of His face, And sheds His love abroad! 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds His court. 282 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 3 Here on the mercy-seat With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold Him sit And smile on all around. 4 To Him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents ; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. 5 Give me, O Lord, a place Within Thy blessed abode, Among the children of Thy grace, ■ The servants of my God. Rev. Samuel Stennett , 1772. S^T S. M. 1 Hail 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 Thy own When man draws near to God. 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky , Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march Of grand eternity. 5 Lord, may that holier day Dawn on Thy servants' sight; And purer worship may we pay In heaven's unclouded light. Rev. Stephen G. Bulfinch, 1832. 283 THE MEAN'S OF GRACE. 3^^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 1 Hallelujah! fairest morning! Fairer than our words can say! Down we lay the heavy burden Of life's toil and care to-day: While this morn of joy and love Brings fresh vigor from above. 2 Sunday, full of holy glory ! Sweetest rest-day of the soul! Light upon a world of darkness From Thy blessM moments roll! Holy, happy, heavenly day, Thou canst charm our grief away. 3 In the gladness of His worship I will seek my joy to-day: It is then I learn the fullness Of the grace for which I pray, When the word of life is given, Like the Saviour's voice from heaven. 4 Let the day with Thee be ended, As with Thee it has begun ; And Thy blessing, Lord, be granted, Till earth's days and weeks are done: That at last Thy servant may Keep eternal Sabbath-day. Jonathan Krause, 1739. Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1858, a. 3^0 S. M. 1 This is the day of light: Let there be light to-day; O Day-spring, rise upon our night And chase its gloom away. 2 This is the day of rest Our failing strength renew; On weary brain and troubled breast Shed Thou Thy freshening dew. 284 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 3 This is the day of peace: Thy peace our spirits fill ; Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease, The waves of strife be still. 4 This is the day of prayer : Let earth to heaven draw near ; Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there; Come down to meet us here. 5 This is the first of days : Send forth Thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Vanquisher of death! Rev. John Ellerton, 1867. 350 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Safely through another week, God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in His courts to-olay; Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 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 wordly care set free, May we rest, this day, in Thee. 3 Here we come Thy Name to praise; Let us 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. 285 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 May Thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints, Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints: Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the Church above. Rev. John Newton, 1779, a. 351 C. M. 1 My Lord, my Love, was crucified, He all my pains did bear; But in the sweetness of His rest, He makes His servants share. 2 Come, dearest Lord, and feed Thy sheep On this sweet day of rest; bless this flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heavenly rest! 3 Welcome and dear unto my soul Are these sweet feasts of love; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above! 4 I bless Thy wise and wondrous love, Which binds us to be free; Which makes us leave our earthly snares, That we may come to Thee. 5 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace; T sing to think this is the way Unto my Saviour's face. Rev. John Mason, 1683, ab. 352 C. M. 1 Wearied with earthly toil and care, The day of rest, how sweet! To breathe the Sabbath's holy air And sit at Jesus' feet. 286 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 2 What vain disturbing thoughts infest My bosom as their den; 0, that they knew the day of rest, Would they disturb me then? 3 Fain would I lay my burden down That wounds me with its weight, To gaze awhile at yonder crown, And press to heaven's gate. 4 I ask the foretaste of the peace, The rest, the joy, the love, Which when the earthly Sabbaths cease, Await the saints above. Mrs. Gilbert, 1845. 353 C. M. 1 Spirit Divine attend our prayers, And make this house Thy home; Descend with all Thy gracious powers, come, great Spirit, come. 2 Come as the light; to us reveal Our emptiness and woe; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire; and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame: Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's Name. 4 Come as the dove ; and spread Thy wings, ' The wings of peaceful love; And let Thy Church on earth become Blest as Thy Church above. 5 Spirit Divine, attend our prayers ; Make a lost world Thy home; Descend with all Thy gracious powers, come, great Spirit, come. Rev. Andrew Reed, 1829. 287 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 354 C. M. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours His own; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day He rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell: To-day the saints His triumph spread, And all His wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son; Help us, O Lord — descend and bring Salvation from Thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes in God His Father's Name To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise; The highest heavens in which He reigns Shall give Him nobler praise. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719. 355 C. M. 1 When the worn spirit wants repose, And sighs her God to seek, How sweet to hail the evening's close That ends the weary week. 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn, That opens on the sight, When first that soul-reviving morn Sheds forth new rays of light! 288 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 3 Sweet day, thine hours too soon will cease; Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace, A Sabbath o'er my soul. 4 When will my pilgrimage be done; The world's long week be o'er; That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun, That day which fades no more? James Edmeston , 1S20. 356 7. 7. 7.. 7. D. 1 Pleasant are Thy courts above, In the land of light and love ; Pleasant are Thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. O my spirit longs and faints For the converse of Thy saints, For the brightness of Thy face, King of glory, God of grace! 2 Happv birds that sing and flv, Pound Thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest, In their heavenly Father's breast! Like the wandering dove that found Xo repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair, And enjoy it ever there. 3 Happy souls, their praises flow, Ever in this vale of woe; "Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies ; On they go from strength to strength, Till thev reach Thv throne at length; At Thy' feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 289 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win; Guide me through this world of sin; Keep me by Thy saving grace, Give me at Thy side a place; Sun and shield alike Thou art, Guide and guard my erring heart; Grace and glory flow from Thee, Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me. Rev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834. 357 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Lord, remove the vail away, Let us see Thyself to-day: Thou who earnest from on high, For our sins to bleed and die, Help us now to cast aside All that would our hearts divide; With the Father and the Son Let Thy living Church be one. 2 O, from earthly cares set free, Let us find our rest in Thee; May our toils and conflicts cease In the calm of Sabbath peace; That Thy people here below Something of the bliss may know, Something of the rest and love, In the Sabbath-home above. 3 Give our souls the spotless dress Of Thy perfect righteousness ; So at length each welcome guest, Then shall enter to the feast, Take the harp and raise the song, All Thy ransomed ones among; Earthly cares and sorrows o'er, Joys to last forevermore. Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock, 1769. Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1862. 290 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 3o8 7. 6.7. 6. D. 1 day of rest and gladness, day of joy and light, balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright; On thee the high and lowly, Through ages joined in tune, Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, To the great God Triune. 2 On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee our Lord, victorious, The Spirit sent from heaven; And thus on thee, most glorious, A triple light was given. 3 Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our promised land. 4 To-day on weary nations 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, 291 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 5 New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To Spirits of the blest. To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To Thee, blest Three in One. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth , 1862. 3S9 8.8.8.6. 1 The Sabbath-day has reached its close, Yet, Saviour, e'er I seek repose, Grant me the peace Thy love bestows: Smile on my evening hour. 2 Weary I come to Thee for rest: Hallow and calm my troubled breast; Grant me Thy Spirit for my guest: Smile on my evening hour. 3 Let not the gospel seed remain Unfruitful, or be sown in vain; Let heavenly dews descend like rain: Smile on my evening hour. 4 Jesus, Lord enthroned on high, Thou hear'st the contrite spirit's sigh; Look down on me with pitying eye: Smile on my evening hour. 5 My only Intercessor Thou, Mingle Thy fragrant incense now With every prayer, and every vow: Smile on my evening hour. 6 And, O, when time's short course shall end, And death's dark shades around impend My God, my everlasting Friend, Smile on my evening hour. Charlotte Elliott, 1841. 292 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANXTUARY. 360 :. : :. 7. 1 To Thy pastures fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead Thy charge. And my couch, with tend'rest care, ■Mid the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams thai, still and slow. Through the verdant meadows flow. 2 Safe the dreary vale I tread By the shades* of death overspread. With Thy rod and staff supplied. This my guard — and that my guide. 4 Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend : And shalt bid Thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. Rev. James Merrick. 1760. 361 L Iff. 1 VTithin Thy courts have millions met. This day before Thee millions bowed. Their faces heavenward were set, Their vows to Thee, God! they vowed. 2 Still as the light of morning broke O'er island, continent, and deep. Thy far-spread family awoke, Sabbath all round the world to keep. 3 From east to west the sun surveyed, Erom north to south, adoring throngs: And still where evening stretched her shade, The stars came forth to hear their songs. 293 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To hearts that sought Thee Thou wast nigh, Nor hath one sought Thy face in vain. 5 The poor in spirit Thou hast fed, The feeble soul hath strengthened been, The mourner Thou hast comforted, The pure in heart their God hath seen. James Montgomery, 1834. SOS L. M. 1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there's a nobler rest above; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor death shall reach the place; No groans shall mingle with the songs That warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 O long-expected day, begin! Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death to rest with God. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1755. 363 S. M. 1 The day of praise is done ; The evening shadows fall; Yet pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. 294 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 2 Around Thy throne on high, Where night can never be, The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here: Too soon of praise Ave tire; But 0, the strains how full and clear Of that eternal choir! 4 Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will If Thou attune the heart, We in Thine angels' music still May bear our lower part. 5 'Tis Thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our daily life a psalm Of glory to Thy Name. 6 Shine Thou within us, then, A day that knows no end, Till songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend. Rev. John Ellerton, 1868. 30^b 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 For the mercies of the day, For this rest upon our way, Thanks to Thee alone be giv'n, Lord of earth and King of heav'n! 2 Cold our services have been, Mingled every prayer with sin: But Thou canst and wilt forgive; By Thy grace alone we live. 3 While this thorny path we tread, May Thy love our footsteps lead; When our journey here is past, May we rest with Thee at last. 295 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove Foretastes of our joys above; While their steps Thy children bend To the rest which knows no end. "O. P." — Missionary Minstrel, 1S26. 365 11. 12. 11. 12. 1 Saviour, to Thee we raise our hymn of gladness ; Once more at evening's hours we look to heav'n above : Far, far behind to leave earth's toil and sadness — So resting only on Thy great redeeming love. 2 May this day's sins, we pray Thee, all be pardoned; Grant us Thy absolution, give Thy grace to cheer; never let our hearts by sin be hardened, But keep our conscience tender, give us holy fear. 3 Now day is done, and all its labors ended, Close Thou, O Lord, our weary eyes in gentle sleep ; So may we ever be by Thee defended — O may Thy guardian angels round us vigil keep ! 4 Our soul restore, renew our powers, and make us Strong in Thy strength to rise and greet the morning light; And at the last, blessed Saviour, take us To dwell with Thee in that glad land which knows no night ! Rev. William James Fox ell, 1875. 366 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. 1 Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thine earthly temples are; To Thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God. 296 THE LORD'S DAY AND SANCTUARY. 2 happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear! happy men that pay Their* constant service there! They praise Thee still ; and happy they That love the way to Zion's hill. 3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears: glorious seat ! Thou, God our King, Shalt thither bring our willing feet. 4 The Lord His people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those His heart approves, From humble, contrite souls : Thrice happy he, O God of hosts, Whose spirit trusts alone in Thee ! Rev. Isaac Watts , 1719. &&T 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 To Thy Temple I repair- Lord, I love to worship there, When within the vail I meet Christ before the mercy-seat. 2 While Thy glorious Name is sung, Touch my lips,— unloose my tongue; That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord, my Eighteousness. 3 I through Him am reconciled, 1 through Him become Thy child: Abba, Father! give me grace In Thy courts to seek Thy face. 4 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love, to mine attend ; Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads ; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 297 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 5 While I hearken to Thy law, • Fill my soul with humble awe; Till Thy gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 6 While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy Name, Through their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky. 7 From Thy house when I return, May my heart within me burn, And at evening let me say, I have walked with God to-day. James Montgomery, 1812. The Ministry, Ordination and Instal- lation. 368 L. M. 1 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high; Lord, Thine assembled servants bless ; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2 Within Thy temple when we stand To teach the truth, as taught by Thee, Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand The angels of- the churches be ! 3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness, with meekness from above, To bear Thy people on our heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love; 4 To watch, and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 298 THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION. 5 Then, when our work is finished here, In humble hope our charge resign ! When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, God, may they and we be Thine! James Montgomery, 182G. 369 L. M. 1 Father of mercies, bow Thine ear, Attentive to our earnest prayer; We plead for those who plead for Thee Successful pleaders may they be ! 2 How great their work, how vast their charge! Do Thou their anxious souls enlarge; To them Thy sacred truth reveal, Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 3 Teach them to sow the precious seed; Teach them Thy chosen flock to feed; Teach them immortal souls to gain, Souls that will well reward their pain. 4 Let thronging multitudes around Hear from their lips the joyful sound, In humble strains Thy grace implore, And feel Thy new-creating power. Rev. Benjamin Beddome, 1787. 3^TO 8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. 1 Lord of the Church, we humbly pray For those who guide us in Thy way, And speak Thy holy word; With love Divine their hearts inspire, And touch their lips with hallowed fire And needful strength afford. 2 Help them to preach the truth of God, Redemption through the Saviour's blood ; Nor let the Spirit cease 299 THE MEANS OF GRACE. On all the Church His gifts to shower; To them a messenger of power, To us, of life and peace. 3 So may they live to Thee alone; Then hear the welcome word, "Well done!' And take their crown above; Enter into their Master's joy, And all eternity employ In praise, and bliss, and love. Edward Osier, 1836. &T± L. M. 1 O 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 O spirit of the Lord, prepare All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The Name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call Him Lord. James Montgomery, 1823. 300 THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION. 3TS L. M. 6 1. 1 Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire The watchmen of the Church's youth, Who faced the foe's envenomed ire, "Who witnessed day and night Thy truth, Whose voices loud are ringing still, And bringing hosts to know Thy will. 2 Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard. The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray, For lo, Thy children's hearts are stirred In every land in this our day. To cry with fervent soul to Thee, help us, Lord! so let it be! 3 haste to help, ere we are lost! Send preachers forth, in spirit strong, Armed with Thy word, a dauntless host Bold to attack the rule of wrong; Let them the earth for Thee reclaim, Thy heritage, to know Thy Xame. 4 And let Thy word have speedy course, Through every land be glorified, Till all the heathen know its force, And fill Thy churches far and wide; Wake Israel from her sleep, O Lord, And spread the conquests of Thy word! 5 The Church's desert paths restore; Let stumbling-blocks that in them lie Hinder Thy word henceforth no more : Error destroy, and heresy, And let Thy Church, from* hirelings free, Bloom as a garden fair to Thee ! Charles Henry Bogatzky, 1750. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855. 301 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 3T3 C. M. 1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake, And all like shepherds live; Now let them from the mouth of God, Their heav'nly charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import, The pastor's care demands ; But what might fill an angel's heart, And filled a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heav'nly bliss forego ; For souls, which must forever live In raptures, or in woe. 4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see; And watch Thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for Thee. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1750. &T-Z; S. M. 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heav'nly 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 happy servant he In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. 302 THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread With His own royal hand, And raise that favorite servant's head Amidst the angelic band. Rev. Philip Doddridge, publ. 1755. &T& 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 God of the Prophets ! Bless the Prophets' sons ; Elijah's mantle o'er Elisha cast; Each age its solemn task may claim but once ; Make each one nobler, stronger than the last ! 2 Anoint them Prophets ! Make their ears attent To Thy divinest speech; their hearts awake To human need ; their lips make eloquent To assure the right, and every evil break. 3 Anoint them Priests ! Strong intercessors they For pardon, and for charity and peace. Ah, if with them the world might pass, astray, Into the dear Christ's life of sacrifice! 4 Anoint them Kings ! Aye kingly Kings, Lord ! Anoint them with the spirit of Thy Son: Theirs, not a jewelled crown, a blood-stained sword ; Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won. 5 Make them Apostles ! Heralds of Thy cross, Forth may they fare to tell all realms Thy grace Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss, And stand at last with joy before Thy face. 6 O mighty Age of rJrophet-kings, return ! TruCh, O Faith, enrich our urgent time ! Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn : A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime! Rev. Denis Wortman, 1884. 303 THE MEANS OF GRACE. The Holy Baptism. &T& 8. 7. 8. 7. 1 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding With the Shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm ; There, we know, Thy word believing, Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them through life's dangerous way. 4 Then within Thy fold eternal Let them find a resting-place, Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace. William Augustus Muhlenberg, 1826. &TT L. M. 1 This child we dedicate to Thee, O God of grace and purity ! Shield it from sin and threatening wrong, And let Thy love its life prolong. 2 O 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. 304 THE HOLY BAPTISM. 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. West Boston Coll. 3^^ 8. 8. 8. 8>-8. 8. 1 Lord, may the inward grace abound Through Thine appointed outward sign: A milder seal than Abra'am found Of covenant blessings more divine, Which opens glory to our view Beyond the brightest hope he knew ! 2 Type of the Spirit's living flow, In faith we pour the hallowed stream ; We sign the cross upon the brow, The solemn pledge of truth to Him Who shed for us His precious blood To seal the covenant of God. 3 Baptized into the Trinity, Adopted children of Thy grace, help us, Lord, to live to Thee A humble, pure, and faithful race! Instruct us, sanctify, defend, And crown with heavenly life our end. Edward Osier, 1836. &T& 10. 6. 10. 6. 8. 8. 4. 1 Father of heaven, who hast created all In wisest love, we pray, Look on this child, who at Thy gracious call Is ent'ring on life's way! O make it Thine, Thy blessing give, That to Thy glory it may live, Father of heaven ! 305 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 2 Son of God, atoning Lord, behold We bring this child to Thee; Take it, O loving Shepherd to Thy fold, Forever Thine to be: Defend it through this earthly strife, And lead it in the path of life, O^on of God! 3 O Holy Ghost, who broodest o'er the wave, Descend upon this child; Give it undying life, its spirit lave With waters un defiled; And make it evermore to be A child of God, a home for Thee, O Holy Ghost! 4 O Triune God, what Thou hast willed is done ; We speak : but Thine the might ; This child hath scarce yet seen our earthly sun, Yet pour on it Thy light Of faith, and hope, and joyful love, Thou Sun of all below, above, Triune God. Albert Knapp, 1841. Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858. 380 Before the Administration. 1 The mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear Him, And His righteousness unto children's children. 2 To such as keep His covenant; And to those that remember His command- ments to do them. 3 Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not : For of such is the kingdom of heaven. 306 THE BAPTISM (ADULTS). 4 For the promise is unto you, and to your children ; And to all that are afar off, even as many as the Lord our God shall call. After the Administration. 1 Then will I sprinkle clean water upon you, And ye shall be clean: 2 A new heart also will I give you, And a new spirit will I put within you, 3 And I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, And I will give you a heart of flesh. 4 I will pour my Spirit upon thy seed, And my blessing upon thine offspring: 5 And they shall spring up as among the grass, As willows by the water-courses. 6 Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be world without end. Amen. The Baptism. (Adults.) 3^1 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 1 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit I'm baptized in Thy dear Name; In the seed Thou dost inherit, With the people Thou dost claim, I am reckoned; And for me the Saviour came. 2 Thou receivest me, Father, As a child and heir of Thine; Jesus, Thou who diedst, yea, rather 307 THE MEANS OF GRACE. Ever livest, Thou art mine. Thou, O Spirit, Art my Guide, my light Divine. 3 I have pledged, and would not falter, Truth, obedience, love to Thee; I have vows upon Thine altar, Ever Thine alone to be; And forever Sin and all its lusts to flee. 4 Gracious God, all Thou hast spoken In this covenant shall take place; But if I, alas! have broken These my vows, hide not Thy face; And from falling restore me to Thy grace! 5 Lord, to Thee I now surrender All I have, and all I am; Make my heart more true and tender, Glorify in me Thy Name. Let obedience To Thy w T ill be all my aim. 6 Help me in this high endeavor, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Bind my heart to Thee forever, Till I join the heavenly host. Living, dying, Let me make in Thee my boast. John Jacob Rambach, 1734. Tr. Charles William Schaeffer, 1860. S&Z2 S. M. 1 Stand, soldier of the cross, Thy high allegiance claim, And vow to hold the world but loss For thy Kedeemer's Name. 308 THE CONFIRMATION. 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, — 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 bright the conqueror's crown, The song of triumph sweet, When faith casts every trophy down At our great Captain's feet. Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1870. The Confirmation. 3^3 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Thine forever ! God of love ! Hear us from Thy throne above ; Thine forever may we be, Here and in eternity. 2 Thine forever: Saviour, keep These Thy frail and trembling sheep ; Safe alone beneath Thy care, Let us all Thy goodness share. 3 Thine forever! how blest They who find in Thee their rest ; Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, O defend us to the end. 309 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 Thine forever! Thou our Guide, All our wants by Thee supplied; All our sins by Thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 5 Thine forever! Lord of life, Shield us through the earthly strife; Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Guide us to the realms of day. Mary F. Maude, 1848. 3^<3b S. M. 1 Dear Saviour, we are Thine By everlasting bands; Our hearts, our souls, we would resign Entirely to Thy hands. 2 To Thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, O let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to Thee, our Head: Shall form us. to Thy image bright, And teach Thy paths to tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay: But love shall keep us near Thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear? If He in heaven hath fixed His throne, He'll fix His members there. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1775. 310 THE CONFIRMATION. &&& L. M. 1 O 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. 2 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 centre rest ; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angel's 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. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1755. 3^0 8. 7.8. 7. D. 1 In Thy service will I ever, Jesus, my Redeemer, stay; Nothing me from Thee shall sever, Gladly would I go Thy way. Life in me Thy life produces, And gives vigor to my heart, As the vine doth living juices To the purple grape impart. 2 Could I be in other places, Half so happy as with Thee, Who so many gifts and graces Hast Thyself prepared for me? 311 THE MEANS OF GRACE. No place could be half so fitted To impart true joy, I ween, Since to Thee, O Lord ! committed Power in heaven and earth hath been. 3 Where shall- I find such a Master, Who hath done my soul such good, And retrieved the great disaster Sin first caused, by His own blood ? Is not He my rightful owner, Who for me His own life gave? Were it not a foul dishonor Not to love Him to the grave? 4 Yes, Lord Jesus, I am ever Thine in sorrow and in joy; Death the union shall not sever Nor eternity destroy. I am waiting, yea, am sighing For my summons to depart; He is best prepared for dying Who in life is Thine in heart. 5 Let Thy light on me be shining When the day is almost gone, When the evening is declining, And the night is drawing on: Bless me, O my Saviour! laying Thy hands on my weary head; "Here thy day is -ended," saying, "Yonder live the faithful dead." 6 Stay beside me, when the stillness And the icy touch of death Fills my trembling soul with chillness, Like the morning's frosty breath ; As my failing eyes grow dimmer, Let my spirit grow more bright, As I see the first faint glimmer Of the everlasting light. Carl Philip Spitta , 1836. 312 THE CONFIRMATION. &&T L. Iff; D. 1 Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, With shield of faith and Spirit's sword, Forth to the battle may they go And boldly right against the foe, With banner of the cross unfurled, ■ And by it overcome the world; And so at last receive from Thee The palm and crown of victory. 2 Come, ever- blessed Spirit, come, And make Thy servants' hearts Thy home; Thus consecrated, Lord, to Thee, May each a living temple be: Enrich that temple's holy shrine With sevenfold gifts of grace Divine ; With wisdom, light and knowledge bless, Strength, counsel, fear, and godliness. 3 Trinity in Lenity, One only God, and Persons Three, In whom, through whom, by whom we live, To Thee we praise and glory give; O grant us so to use Thy grace That we may see Thy glorious face, And ever with the heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, alt. 3^^ 10. 6. 10. 6. 8. 8. 4. 1 Here is my heart ! my God, I give it Thee ; I heard Thee call and say "Not to the world, my child, but unto me;" I heard and will obey. Here is love's off'ring to my King, Which, a glad sacrifice, I bring — Here is my heart. 313 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 2 Here is my heart ! surely the gift, though poor, My God will not despise; Vainly and long I sought to make it pure, To meet Thy searching eyes; Corrupted first in Adam's fall, The stains of sin pollute it all — My guilty heart! 3 Here is my heart! in Christ its longings end, Near to His cross it draws; It says, "Thou art my portion, O my Friend, Thy blood my ransom was!" And in the Saviour it has found What blessedness and peace abound — My trusting heart! 4 Here is my heart! — ah, Holy Spirit, come, Its nature to renew, And consecrate it wholly as Thy home, A temple fair and true. Teach it to love and serve Thee more, To fear Thee, trust Thee, and adore — My cleansed heart! 5 Here is my heart! — teach it, O Lord, to cling In gladness unto Thee; And in the day of sorrow still to sing, "Welcome my God's decree.' ' Believing, all its journeys through, That Thou art wise, and just, and true — My waiting heart! 6 Here is my heart !— Friend of friends be near, To make each tempter fly, And when at last— I death await with fear, Give me the victory! Then gladly on Thy love reposing, Let me say, when my life is closing — Here is my heart! Ehrenfried Liebich, 1756, Tr. 314 THE CONFIRMATION. 3^0 6.. 4. 6. 4. With Refrain. 1 I need Thee every hour, Most gracious Lord; No tender voice like Thine Can peace afford. Befrain. 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. — Bef. 3 I need Thee every hour, In joy or pain; Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain. — Bef. 4 I need Thee every hour; Teach me Thy will; And Thy rich promises In me fulfill.— Bef. 5 I need Thee every hour, Most Holy One; O, make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son.— Bef. Annie S. Hawkes, 1872. 390 C. M. 1 Witness, ye men and angels now, Before the Lord we speak: To Him we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break: 315 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 2 That long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield, Nor from His cause will we depart, Or ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on His grace rely, That, with returning wants, the Lord Will all our need supply. 4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in Thy ways; And, while we turn our vows to prayers Turn Thou our prayers to praise. Rev. Benjamin Beddome, 1817. SOI C. M. 1 My 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! 3 Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace, Adopt me for Thine own; That I may see Thy glorious face, And worship at Thy throne! 4 May the dear blood, once shed for me, My blest atonement prove, That I from first to last may be The purchase of Thy love! 5 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, 1848. 316 THE CONFIRMATION. 392 C. M. 1 O that the Lord would guide my ways, To keep His statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do His will! 2 Order my footsteps by Thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 3 Assist my soul, too apt to stray, A stricter watch to keep ; And should I e'er forget Thy way, Kestore Thy wandering sheep. 4 Make me to walk in Thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road: Nor let my head, or heart, or hands Offend against my God. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1719, a. 393 L. M. 1 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. 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. 317 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 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 may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me. Rev. Joseph Grigg, 1765, alt. 394 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7 1 Holy Spirit, Lord of glory, Look on us Thy flock to-day, Meekly kneeling at Thy footstool For Thy sevenfold gifts we pray; Guide us all our earthly journey In the true and narrow way. 2 Foes on every hand are round us, And our hearts are weak and frail; Gird us with Thy heavenly armor; Never let us yield or quail; Give us victory in the struggle, When the hosts of sin assail. 3 Blessed Jesus, draw Thou near us, As before Thy cross we bow ; Help us to be true and faithful, Seal our sacramental vow; We Thy soldiers are, and servants; Hear our solemn promise now. 4 Lead us by Thy guiding presence Through the waste, with danger rife; Feed us with the heavenly manna, That we faint not in the strife; Slake our weary spirits' thirsting, From the living well of life. 318 THE CONFIRMATION. 5 Looking ever unto Jesus, Leaning on His staff and rod; May we follow in His footsteps, Tread the path that He has trod, Till we dwell with Him forever In the Paradise of God. Rev. R. H. Baylies, 1868. 395 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Holy Spirit, Lord of love, Thou who comest from above, Gifts of blessing to bestow On Thy waiting Church below; Once again in love draw near To Thy children gathered here. 2 From their bright baptismal day, Through their childhood's onward way, Thou hast been their constant guide, Watching ever by their side; May they now till life shall end, Choose and know Thee as their Friend. 3 Give them light Thy truth to see, Give them life to live for Thee, Daily power to conquer sin, Patient faith the crown to win ; Shield them from temptation's breath, Keep them faithful unto death. .4 When the holy vow is made, When the hands are on them laid, Come, in this most solemn hour, With Thy sev'nfold gifts of power, Come, Thou blessed Spirit, come, Make each heart Thy happy home. Archbishop William D. Maclagan, 1873. 319 THE MEANS OF GRACE. The Holy Communion. 396 9. 8. 9. 8. 1 O Rock of Ages, one foundation, On which the living Church doth rest, — The Church, whose walls are strong salvation, Whose gates are praise — Thy Name be blest! 2 Son of the living God, O call us Once and again to follow Thee; And give us strength, whate'er befall us, Thy true disciples still to be. 3 When fears appall, and faith is failing, Make Thy voice heard o'er wind and wave, "Why doubt?" and in Thy love prevailing Put forth Thine hand to help and save. 4 And if our coward hearts deny Thee, In inmost thought, in deed, or word, Let not our hardness still defy Thee, But with a look subdue us, Lord. 5 strengthen Thou our weak endeavor Thee in Thy sheep to serve and tend, To give ourselves to Thee for ever, And find Thee with us to the end. Rev. Henry A. Martin, 1869. 39^? 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 1 Jesus sinners doth receive! Let the lost and weeping hear it; Though in sin and shame they grieve, And Jehovah's anger merit, Here'g what can their woe relieve Jesus sinners doth receive. 2 No such mercy can we claim, But our blessed Lord hath spoken; He hath sworn by His great Name, 320 THE HOLY COMMUNION. And His word cannot be broken. Heaven is open! I believe Jesus sinners doth receive. 3 As the shepherd seeks to find His lost sheep that from him strayeth, So hath Cbrist each soul in mind, And for its salvation prayeth; Fain He'd have each wanderer live — Jesus sinners doth receive. 4 Come then, all by guilt oppressed, Jesus calls, and He would make you God's own children, pure and blest, And to glory He would take you; Think on this, and well believe, Jesus sinners doth receive. 5 In my grief I now draw near, All my sinfulness confessing; Saviour, my petition hear, Grant me pardon and Thy blessing; Help, O help me to believe, Jesus sinners doth receive. 6 Cheered at thought of peace with God, Darkness yields to hopeful brightness; Through the merit of Thy blood Scarlet sins are turned to whiteness, As I say, and now believe, Jesus sinners doth receive. 7 Now my conscience is at peace; From the law I stand acquitted; Christ hath purchased my release, And my every sin remitted. Naught remains my soul to grieve, Jesus sinners doth receive! Erdmann Neumeister, 1718. Tr. 1890. 321 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 398 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen, Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God, Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song; This is the heavenly table spread for me: Here let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong The brief, bright hour of fellowship with Thee. 4 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 Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness; Mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing blood; Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace, Thy blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God. 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. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1855. 322 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 399 8. 8.8. 8. D. 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, Come into the day-light's splendor, There with joy thy praises render Unto Him whose grace unbounded Hath this wondrous banquet founded; High o'er all the heav'ns He reigneth, Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. 2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him, And with loving reverence greet Him, Who with words of life immortal Now is knocking at thy portal; Haste to make for Him a pathway Cast thee at His feet, now saying: Since O Lord, Thou com'st to save me Help me that I'll ne'er turn from Thee. 3 Now I sink before Thee, lowly, Filled with joy most deep and holy, As with trembling awe and wonder On Thy mighty works I ponder, How by mystery surrounded, Depths no man has ever sounded, None may dare to pierce, unbidden, Secrets that with Thee are hidden. 4 Sun, who all my life dost brighten, Light, who dost my soul enlighten, Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth, Fount, whence all my being floweth, At Thy feet I cry, my Maker; Let me be a fit partaker Of this blessed food from heaven, For our good, Thy glory, given. Johann Frank, 1650. Tr. Catherine Winkworth. 323 THE MEANS OF GRACE. iOO 7. 7. 7. 7. D. (Or to St. George's, Windsor.) 1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from His pierced side; Praise we Him whose love Divine Gives His sacred blood for wine, Gives His body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 2 Where the paschal blood is poured, Death's dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Praise we Christ, whose blood is shed, Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread; With sincerity and love Eat we manna from above. 3 Mighty Victim from the sky, Powers of hell beneath Thee lie; Death is conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light: Paschal triumph, paschal joy, Only sin can this destroy; From the death of sin set free Souls re-born, dear Lord, in Thee. Anon. (Latin, 6th cent.) Tr. Robert Campbell, 1849, alt. -3LOJL 7. 7. 7. 7. D. 1 Lo, the feast is spread to-day! Jesus summons, come away! From the vanity of life, From the sounds of mirth or strife, 324 THE HOLY COMMUNION. To the feast by Jesus given, Come and taste the bread of heaven. Why, with proud excuse and vain, Spurn His mercy once again? 2 From amidst life's social ties, From the farm and merchandise, Come, for all is now prepared; Freely given, be freely shared. Blessed are the lips that taste Our Redeemer's marriage feast; Blessed who on Him shall feed, Bread of Life, and drink indeed 3 Blessed, for their thirst is o'er, They shall never hunger more. Make, then, once again your choice, Hear to-day His calling voice; Servants, do your Master's will; Bidden guests, His table fill; Come, before His wrath shall swear: Ye shall never enter there. Dr. Henry Alford, 1845. 402 7. 7. 7. 1 Jesus, to Thy table led, Now let ev'ry heart be fed With the true and living Bread. 2 While in penitence we kneel, Thy sweet presence let us feel, All Thy wondrous love reveal. 3 While on Thy dear cross we gaze, Mourning o'er our sinful ways, Turn our sadness into praise. 325 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 4 When we taste the mystic wine, Of Thine out-poured blood the sign, Fill our hearts with love Divine. 5 Draw us to Thy wounded side, Whence there flowed the healing tide; There our sins and sorrows hide. 6 From the bonds of sin release, Cold and wavering faith increase; Lamb of God, grant us Thy peace. 7 Lead us by Thy pierced hand, Till around Thy throne we stand In the bright and better land. Rev. Robert H. Baynes, 1864. 403 9. 8. 9. 8. 1 Bread 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 by Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed. Bishop Reginald Heber, publ. 1827. 404 L. M. (Or to Rockingham.) 1 My God, and is Thy table spread? And does Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food! 326 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 3 Why are its blessings all in vain Before unwilling hearts displayed? Was not for us the Victim slain? Are we forbid the children's bread? 4 let Thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see, That here its sacred pledges tastes. 5 Let crowds approach, with hearts prepared; With warm desire let all attend; Nor, when we leave our Father's board, The pleasures or the profit end. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1755, a. 40o 7. 6. 7. 6. D. 1 O living Bread from heaven, How hast Thou fed Thy guest! The gifts Thou now hast given Have filled my heart with rest, wondrous flood of blessing, O cup that heals our woes! My heart, this gift possessing On thankful song o'erflows. 2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me Within Thy holiest place, And there Thyself hast fed me With treasures of Thy grace*: And Thou hast freely given What earth could never buy, The Bread of Life from heaven, That now I shall not die. 3 Thou givest all I wanted, The food can death destroy; And Thou hast freely granted The cup of endless joy. 327 THE MEANS OF GRACE. Ah, Lord, I do not merit The favor Thou hast shown, And all my soul and spirit Bow down before Thy throne! * 4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened With heavenly food, while here My course on earth is lengthened, I serve with holy fear: And when Thou call'st my spirit To leave this world below, I enter, through Thy merit, Where joys unmingled flow. John Rist, 1651. . Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858. -3bO© 8. 8. 8. 4. 1 By 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 The streams of His dread agony, His life-blood 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 By one blest chain of loving rite Until He come. 328 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 5 Until the trump of God be heard. Until the ancient graves be stirred, And, with the great commanding word, The Lord shall come. 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, 1876. -&OT L. M. 1 Jesus, Thou Joy of loving hearts, Thou Fount of life, Thou Light of men, From the blest 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, that Thy gracious smile we see 1 , Blest, that our faith can hold Thee fast. 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay! Make all our moments calm and bright; Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. Bernard of Clairvaux, d. 1153. Rev. Ray Palmer, 1858 a. 329 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 408 C. M. 1 Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless Thy chosen pilgrim flock With manna in the wilderness, With water from the rock. 2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak, As Thou when here below, Our souls the joys celestial seek Which from Thy sorrows flow. 3 We would not live by bread alone, But by that word of grace, In strength of which we travel on To our abiding-place. 4 Be known to us in breaking bread, But do not then depart, Saviour, abide with us, and spread Thy table in our heart. 5 There sup with us in love Divine; Thy body and Thy blood, That living bread, that heavenly wine, Be our immortal food. Verses 1,2,3, Anon; verses 4,5, James Montgomery, 1825. 409 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 1 Zion, to thy Saviour singing, To thy Prince and Shepherd bringing Sweetest hymns of love and praise, Thou wilt never reach the measure Of His worth, by all its treasure Of thy most ecstatic lays. 330 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 2 Of all wonders that can thrill thee And with adoration fill thee, What than this can greater be, That Himself to thee He giveth? He that eateth ever liveth, For the Bread of Life is He. 3 Fill thy lips to overflowing With sweet praise, His mercy showing Who this heavenly table spread: On this day so glad and holy, To each longing spirit lowly Giveth He the living Bread. 4 Here the King hath spread His table, Whereon eyes of faith are able m Christ our Passover to trace: Shadows of the law are going, Light and life and truth inflowing, Night to day is giving place. 5 Good Shepherd, Bread life-giving, Us, Thy grace and life receiving, Feed and shelter evermore; Thou on earth our weakness guiding, We in heaven with Thee abiding With all saints will Thee adore. Thomas Aquinas, c. 1260. Tr. Rev. Alexander R. Thompson, 1883. 410 C. M. 1 According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. 331 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 3 Gethsemane can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, 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 ^.nd when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me. James Montgomery, 1825. -^11 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 "This is my body, which is giv'n for you; Do this," He said, and break, "rememb'ring me." O Lamb of God, our Paschal off' ring true, To us the Bread of Life each moment be. 2 "This is my blood, for sins' remission shed;" He spake, and passed the cup of blessing round; So let us drink, and, on life's fullness fed, With heavenly joy each quickening pulse shall bound. 3 Some will betray Thee — "Master, is it I?" Leaning upon Thy love, we ask in fear — Ourselves mistrusting, earnestly we cry To Thee, the Strong, for strength, when sin is near. 332 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 4 But round us fall the evening shadows dim; A saddened awe pervades our darkening sense; In solemn choir we sing the parting hymn, And hear Thy voice, "Arise, let us go hence." Charles L. Ford, 1880. ^12 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 O blest memorial of our dying Lord, Who living bread to men doth here afford! O may our souls for ever feed on Thee, And Thou, O Christ, for ever precious be! 2 Fountain of goodness! Jesus, Lord and God! Cleanse us, unclean, with Thy most cleansing blood; Increase our faith and love, that we may know The hope and peace which from Thy presence flow. 3 O Christ! whom now beneath a vail we see, May what we thirst for soon our portion be; To gaze on Thee unvailed, and see Thy face, The vision of Thy glory and Thy grace. Rev. James R. Woodford, 1880. 413 10. 10. 10. 10. 1 True Bread of Life, in pitying mercy giv'n, Long famished souls to strengthen and to feed; Christ Jesus, Son of God, true Bread of heav'n, Thy flesh is meat, Thy blood is drink indeed. 333 THE MEANS OF GRACE. 2 I cannot famish, though this earth should fail, Though life through all its fields should pine and die; Though the sweet verdure should forsake each vale, And every stream of every land run dry. 3 True Tree of Life, of Thee I eat and live; Who eateth of Thy fruit shall never die; 'Tis Thine the everlasting health to give, The youth and bloom of immortality. 4 Feeding on Thee all weakness turns to power, This sickly soul revives, like earth in spring; Srength floweth on and in, each buoyant hour, This being seems all energy, all wing. 5 Jesus, our dying, buried, risen Head, Thy Church's Life and Lord, Emmanuel! At Thy dear cross we find the eternal Bread, And in Thy empty tomb the living Well. Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1857. -3bl^ 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Many centuries have fled Since our Saviour broke the bread, And this sacred feast ordained, Ever by His Church retained: Those His body who discern, Thus shall meet till His return. 2 Through the Church's long eclipse, When, from priest or pastor's lips, Truth Divine was never heard, — 'Mid the famine of the word, Still these symbols witness gave To His love who died to save. 334 THE HOLY COMMUNION. All who bear the Saviour's Name, Here their common faith proclaim; Though diverse in tongue or rite, Here, one body we unite; Breaking thus one mystic bread, Members of one common Head. Come, the blessed emblems share, Which the Saviour's death declare; Come, on truth immortal feed; For His flesh is meat indeed: Saviour! witness with the sign, That our ransomed souls are Thine. Josiah Conder, 1836. IV. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. Prayer and Aspiration. 41S 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart; Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child, — From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave; 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care — Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own; Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 335 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. Fears to stir a step alone; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon Thy smiles Till the promised hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love. Rev. John Newton , 1779. 416 7. 7. 7. 7. 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself invites thee near, Bids thee ask Him — waits to hear. 2 With my burden I begin: — Lord, remove this load of sin! Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 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 me what I have to do; Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die Thy people's death. Rev. John Newton , 1779. 336 PRAYER AND ASPIRATION. «7 C. M. 1 Walk 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 light, 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. 5 Walk in the light, and thine shall be A path, though thorny, bright; For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, And God Himself is light. Bernard Barton, 1820.