. WHIPPLE &, CO. 161, Washington St. d&t>t*. ***. £**. /JFtV. Digitized by the Internet Archive - in 2013 http://archive.org/details/spiritualsongsfoOOryle SPIRITUAL SONGS FOR A MONTH. COLOSSIANS III. 16. NOT TO BE FOUND IN THE HYMN-BOOKS MOST COMMONLY USED. SELECTED BY THE KEY. J. C. RYLE, B.A., RKCTOR OF HELMINGHAM, SUFFOLK. FIRST AMERICAN FEOM THE SIXTH ENGLISH EDITION. NEW-YORK: ANSON D. F. RANDOLPH, 6S3 BROADWAY 18 5 8 5iwg ge grains Mifr mtbtfsrfanbing (Psalm xlvii. T.) SPIRITUAL SONGS. 1. Coloss. i. 19. Y, 6, 1 I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White, in his blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fullness dwells in Him ; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares ; He from them all releases, He all my sorrow shares. 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces, I on His breast recline. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ; Like fragrance on the breezes His name abroad is poured. 4 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy child. I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises, To learn the angels' song. H. BONAR. 2. Mail vl 12. Ta 1 When this passing world is done, When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ in glory, Looking o'er life's finished story, Then, Lord, shall I fully know — Not till then — how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall ; When I see them start and shrink On the fiery deluge brink, Then, Lord, shall I fully know-^- Not till then — how much I owe. When I stand before the throne, Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know — Not till then — how much I owe. 4 When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know — Not till then — how much I owe. 5 Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified ; Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, By my love, how much I owe. Oft I walk beneath the cloud, Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud ; But when fear is at the height, Jesus comes, and all is light. Blessed Jesus 1 bid me show Doubting saints how much I owe. E. m. m'cheyne. 1 Peter v. 1. CM. Lord, it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live ; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, I will be glad, That I may long obey ; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day ? 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that unto God's kingdom comes, Must enter by His door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me Thy blessed face to see ; [meet, For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be ? 5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing Jehovah's praise. 6 My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim ; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him. R. BAXTER. 4.* John vi. 37. P.M. 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to Thee, Lamb of G-od, I come ! * The metre of this most beautiful hymn is one with which few are acquainted. It may, however, be sung to a long-measure tune, by repeating the words, " I come, 1 ' in the fourth line of each verse. It will be found arranged for music in Mr. Lowell Mason's work, The Hallelujah. 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot. To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each Lamb of God, I come ! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, "With fears within and wars without, Lamb of God, I come ! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, Lamb of God, I come ! 5 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive, "Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe — Lamb of God, I come ! 6 Just as I am — Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down ; Now to be Thine, yea, thine alone — Lamb of God, I come I 5, Isaiah xxvi. 4. S*M, 1 Give to the winds thy fears, Hope, and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears the way : Wait thou His time ; so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Still heavy is thy heart ? Still sink thy spirits down ? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, And every care be gone. 4 "What though thou rulest not ? Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 5 Leave to His sovereign sway, To choose and to command ; So shalt thou, wondering, own His way How wise, how good His hand ! 10 Far, far above thy thought, His counsel shall appear, When fully He the work hath wrought, That caused thy needless fear. 6. Psalm xxxi. 15. S.M 1 Our times are in Thy hand, God, we wish them there ; Our life, our friends, our souls we leave Entirely to Thy care. 2 Our times are in Thy hand, "Whatever they may be, Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee. 3 Our times are in Thy hand, Why should we doubt or fear ? A Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 Our times are in Thy hand, Jesus the crucified ; The hand our many sins have pierced, Is now our guard and guide. 11 Our times are in Thy hand, "We'll always trust in Thee, Till we have left this weary land, And all Thy glory see. 7. Heb. xii. 2. 7's. 1 When along life's thorny road, . Faints the soul beneath the load, By its cares and sins opprest, Finds on earth no peace or rest : When the wily tempter's near, Filling us with doubts and fear, Jesus, to Thy feet we flee, Jesus, we will look to Thee. 2 Thou, our Saviour, from the throne, List'nest to Thy people's moan ; Thou, the living Head, dost share Every pang thy members bear. Full of tenderness Thou art ; Thou wilt heal the broken heart ; Full of power, Thine arm shall quell All the rage and might of hell 1 3 By Thy tears o'er Lazarus shed, By Thy power to raise the dead, By Thy meekness under scorn, By Thy stripes and crown of thorn, 12 By that rich and precious blood, That hath made our peace with God ; Jesus, to Thy feet we flee ; Jesus, we will cling to Thee. 4 Mighty to redeem and save, Thou hast overcome the grave ; Thou the bars of death hast riven, Opened wide the gates of heaven ; Soon in glory Thou shalt come, Taking Thy poor pilgrims home ; Jesus, then we all shall be, Ever — ever — Lord, with Thee. 8. 1 Thess. iv. 11. S.M. 1 For ever with the Lord ! Amen, so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. 2 Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near At times to Faith's illumined eye Thy golden gates appear ! 13 My thirsty spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above. 5 Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies ; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. 6 Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cease, While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart Expands the bow of peace. 9. Bom. viii. 1. ' CM, 1 No condemnation ! my soul, 'Tis God that speaks the word j Perfect in comeliness art thou, In Christ thy glorious Lord. 2 In heaven His blood for ever speaks, In God the Father's ear ; His church, the jewels, on his heart Jesus will ever bear. 14 3 No condemnation ! precious word ! Consider it, my soul ; Thy sius were all on Jesus laid ; His stripes have made thee whole. 4 Teach us, God, to fix our eyes On Christ, the spotless Lamb, So shall we love Thy gracious will, And glorify Thy name 10. 2 Cor. v. 14, 15. 7, & 1 Lord, who now art seated Above the heavens on high, (The gracious work completed, For which Thou cam'st to die,) To Thee our hearts are lifted, While pilgrims wandering here, For Thou alone art gifted, Our every weight to bear. 2 "We know that Thou hast bought us. And washed us in Thy blood ; We know Thy grace has brought us, As kings and priests to Grod. We know that soon the morning, Long looked for, hasteth near, When we, at Thy returning, In glory shall appear. 15 3 Lord, Thy love's unbounded ! So Ml, so sweet, so free ! Our thoughts are all confounded, Whene'er we think on Thee : For us Thou cam'st from heaven, For us to bleed and die ; That purchased and forgiven, "We might ascend on high. 4 Oh ! let this love constrain us To give our hearts to Thee ; Let nothing henceforth pain us, But that which paineth Thee. Our joy, our one endeavor, Through suffering, conflict, shame- To serve Thee, gracious Saviour, And magnify Thy name. 11. Isaiah iii. 10. S.M. 1 What cheering words are these ; Their sweetness who can tell ? In time and to eternal days, " 'Tis with the righteous well." 2 In every state secure, Kept as Jehovah's eye, 'Tis well with them while life endures, And well when called to die. 16 Well when they see His face, Or sink amidst the flood ; "Well in affliction's thorny maze, Or on the mount with God. 4 'Tis well when joys arise, 'Tis well when sorrows flow, 'Tis well when darkness veils the skies, And strong temptations grow. 5 'Tis well when Jesus calls, " From earth and sin arise, To join the hosts of ransomed souls, Made to salvation wise." 12. Matt. xiv. 28, 29. P.M. 1 He bids us come ; His voice we know, And boldly on the waters go, To Him our Lord and God; We walk on life's tempestuous sea, For He who died to set us free, Hath called us by His word. 2 Secure from troubled waves we tread, Nor all the storms around us heed. While to our Lord we look ; 17 O'er every fierce temptation bound, The billows yield a solid ground, The wave is firm as rock. 3 But if from Him we turn our eye, And see the raging floods run high, And feel our fears within ; Our foes so strong, our flesh so frail, Reason and unbelief prevail, And sink us into sin. 4 Lord, we our belief confess, Our little spark of faith increase, That we may doubt no more ; But fix on Thee our steady eye, And on Thine outstretched arm rely, Till all the storm is o'er. 13. Galat. vi. 9. 7's 1 Faint not, Christian ! tnough the road Leading to thy blest abode, Darksome be, and dangerous too — Christ, thy guide, will bring thee through 2 Faint not, Christian ! though in rage, Satan would thy soul engage ; Gird on faith's anointed shield, Bear it to the battle-field. 18 Faint not, Christian ! though the world, Has its hostile flag unfurled ; Hold the cross of Jesus fast, Thou shalt overcome at last. 4 Faint not, Christian ! though within, There's a heart so prone to sin : Christ the Lord is over all, He'll not suffer thee to fall. 5 Faint not, Christian ! though thy God Smite thee with His chastening rod ; Smite He must, with father's care, That He may His love declare. 6 Faint not, Christian ! Jesus' near, Soon in glory He'll appear ; And His love will then bestow f Power over every foe. 7 Faint not, Christian ! look on high, See the harpers in the sky ; Patient wait, and thou wilt join — Chant with them of love divine. 35 He once, a spotless victim, Upon Mount Calvary bled ; Jehovah did afflict Him And bruise Him in my stead : Hence all my hope arises, Unworthy as I am ; My soul most surely prizes The sin-atoning Lamb. 3 Soon, with the saints in glory, The grateful song I'll raise, And chant my blissful story In high seraphic lays. Free grace, redeeming merit, And sanctifying love Of Father, Son, and Spirit, I'll sing in realms above. 29. Philip, i. 21. P.M. 1 Rejoice for a brother deceased, Our loss is his infinite gain ; A soul out of prison released, And freed from its bodily chain. With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above, Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 36 2 Our brother the haven hath gained, Out-flying the tempest and wind ; His rest he hath sooner obtained, And left his companions behind, Still tossed on a sea of distress, Hard toiling to make the blest shore, Where all is assurance and peace, And sorrow and sin are no more. There all the ship's company meet, Who sailed with the Saviour beneath, With shouting each other they greet, And triumph o'er trouble and death. The voyage of life's at an end, The mortal affliction is past ; The age that in heaven they spend For ever and ever shall last. C. WESLEY. 30. Rev. xiv. 13. P.M. 1 How blest is our sister, bereft Of all that could burden her mind ! How easy the soul that has left. This wearisome body behind; Of evil incapable thou Whose relics with envy I see ; No longer in misery now, No longer a sinner like me. 37 2 This earth is affected no more With sickness, or shaken with pain : The war in the members is o'er, And never shall vex her again. No anger henceforward, or shame, Shall redden this innocent clay ; Extinct is the animal flame, A.nd passion is vanquished away. < This languishing head is at rest, Its thinking and aching are o'er ; This quiet, immovable breast Is heaved by affliction no more ; This heart is no longer the seat Of trouble and torturing pain ; It ceases to flutter and beat, It never shall flutter again. 4 The lids she so seldom could close, By sorrow forbidden to sleep, Sealed up in their mortal repose, Have strangely forgotten to weep : The fountains can yield no supplies, These hollows from water are free ; The tears are all wiped from these eyes, And evil they never shall see. C. WESLEY. 38 31. Rom, viii. 31. % 6, 1 Is God for me ? what is it That man can do to me ? Oft as my God I visit, All woes give way and flee. If God be my salvation, My refuge in distress, What earthly tribulation Can shake my steadfast peace ? The ground of my profession Is Jesus and His blood ; He gives me the possession Of everlasting good. In me, and in my doing, Is nothing on this earth ; What Jesus is bestowing Alone is truly worth. For me there is provided A city fair and new ; To it I shall be guided — Jerusalem the true ! My portion there is lying, A destined Canaan — lot; Though I am daily dying, My Canaan withers not. 39 My heart within me leapeth, And cannot down be cast ; In sunshine bright it keepeth, A never-ending feast. The sun which, smiling, lights me Is Jesus Christ alone ; And what to sing invites me, Is heaven on earth begun. 32. 2 Kings iv. 26. P.M. 1 Through the love of God our Saviour, All will be well ; • Free and changeless is His favour, All, all is well. Precious is the blood that healed us ; Perfect is the grace that sealed us, Strong the hand stretched out to shield us, All must be well. 2 Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well ; Our's is such a fall salvation, All, all is well. Happy, still to God confiding, Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, Holy, through the Spirit's guiding, All must be welL 40 "We expect a bright to-morrow, All will be well ; Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well. On our Father's love relying, Jesus every need supplying, Or in living or in dying. All must be well. 33. Matt. xiv. 27. CM 1 When waves of sorrow round me swell, My soul is not dismayed ; I hear a voice I know full well, " 'Tis I, be not afraid." 2 When black the threat'ning clouds appear And storms my path invade, That voice shall tranquilize each fear, " 'Tis I, be not afraid/' 6 There is a gulf that must be crossed, — Saviour ! be near to aid ; Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed, "'Tis I, be not afraid." 41 There is a dark and fearful vale, Death hides within its shade ; Oh ! say, when flesh and hearts shall fail, "'TisI, be not afraid." 34. John xvii. 24. L.M.. 1 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, My Saviour, my eternal rest ; Then only will this longing heart Be fully and for ever blest. 2 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, Thy unveiled glory to behold ; Then only will this wand'ring heart Cease to be false to Thee, and cold. 3 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, Where spotless saints Thy name adore ; Then only will this sinful heart Be evil and defiled no more. 4 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, "Where none can die, where none remove. There neither death nor life will part Me from Thy presence and Thy love. 42 35. Matt. vi. 10. P.M. 1 My God, my Father, while I stray, Far from my home, on life's rough way, Oh 1 teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done." 2 If Thou should'st call me to resign What most I prize, — it ne'er was mine ; I only yield Thee what was Thine ; — " Thy will be done." 3 E'en if again I ne'er should see The friend more dear than life to me, Ere long we both shall be with Thee ; — " Thy will be done." 4 Should pining sickness waste away My life in premature decay, My Father, still I strive to say, 11 Thy will be done." 5 If but my fainting heart be blest With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God, to Thee I leave the rest, — "Thy will be done." 43 6 Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, " Thy will be done." 7 Then when on earth I breathe no more, The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, " Thy will be done." 36. Bora. viii. 28. CM. 1 When I by faith the Saviour's death Behold, and know Him mine, Sweetly my rising hours advance, And peacefully decline. 2 I can not doubt his bounteous love, So full, so free, so kind ; To His unerring, gracious will Be ev'ry wish resigned. 3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ; Afflictions from His gracious hand, Are blessings in disguise. 44 Inscribed in Thy fair book of life, Oh ! may I read my name 1 There let it fill some humble place, Beneath the slaughtered Lamb! 37. Bev. v. 12. V.M. 1 Glory to God on high! Let heav'n and earth reply, Praise ye His name : His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; Sing aloud evermore. "Worthy the' Lamb!" 2 Jesus, our Lord and God, Bore sin's tremendous load ; Praise ye His name : Tell what His arm hath done, What spoils from death He won ; Sing His great name alone ; "Worthy the Lamb!" 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye His name ; 45 In him we will rejoice, And make a cheerful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, " Worthy the Lamb I" What though we change our place, Yet we shall never cease Praising His name : To Him our songs we bring, Hail Him our gracious King, And without ceasing sing, "Worthy the Lamb!" Let all the hosts above Join in one song of love, Praising His name : To Him ascribed be, Honour and majesty, Through all eternity : "Worthy the Lamb I" 38. Psalm cxxxiv. 1. 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. 46 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear His holy name, And laud and magnify ? 3 Oh ! for the living flame, From His own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought 1 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 name, Henceforth for evermore. MONTGOMERY. 39. Luke xxi. 28. CM. 1 Awake ye saints, and raise your eyes, And lift your voices high ; Extol the sovereign love that shews Our full redemption nigh. 47 Fast on the wings of time it flies, Its coming nought can stay : It speeds with each revolving year, With each declining day. 3 Not many years their rounds shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. Then let the wheels of nature roll Yet onward to decay : We long to hail the rising sun, That brings th' eternal day. , DODDRIDGE. 40. 1 John iv. 19. Double CM. 1 TVe love Thee, Lord, because when we Had erred and gone astray, Thou didst recall our wand'ring souls Into the homeward way. "When helpless, hopeless, we were lost In sin and sorrow's night, Thou did'st send forth a guiding ray Of Thy benignant light. 48 Because when we forsook Thy ways, Nor kept Thy holy will, Thou wert not an avenging Judge, But a gracious Father still. Because we have forgot Thee, Lord, But Thou hast not forgot, — Because we have forsaken Thee, But Thou forsakest not. Because, Lord, Thou lovedst us "With everlasting love ; Because Thou gav'st Thy Son to die, That we might live above ; Because when we were heirs of wrath, Thou gav'st the hopes of heaven ; We love because we much have sinned, And much have been forgiven. 41. 1 John ii. 1. • P.M. 1 Thou, the contrite sinner's Friend ! Who loving, lov'st them to the end, On this -alone my hopes depend, That Thou wilt plead for me. 2 When weary in the Christian race, Far off appears my resting place, And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace, Then, Saviour, plead for me. 49 3 When I have erred and gone astray, Afar from thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimm'ring, guiding ray, Still, Saviour, plead for me. 4. When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from Thy cross -to loose my hold, Then with Thy pitying arms enfold, And plead, oh ! plead for me. 5 And when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with anguish, guilt, and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me. 6 When the full light of heavenly day, Reveals my sin in dread array, Say Thou hast washed them all away, — ■ Oh ! say Thou plead'st for me ! WESLEY. 42. Bom. v. 1. P.M. 1 I thought upon my sins, and I was sad, My soul was troubled sore and filled with pain ; But then I thought on Jesus and was glad, My heavy grief was turned to joy again. 4 50 I thought upon the law, the fiery law. Holy, and just, and good in its decree, I looked to Jesus, and in Him I saw That law fulfilled, its curse endured for me. 3 I thought I saw an angry, frowning God, Sitting as judge upon the great white throne ; My soul was overwhelmed, — then Jesus shewed His gracious face, and all my dread was gone. 4 I saw my sad estate, condemned to die ; Then terror seized my heart and dark But when to Calvary I turned my eye, I saw the cross, and read forgiveness there. 5 I saw that I was lost, far gone astray, No hope of safe return, there seemed to be ; But then I heard that Jesus was the way, A new and li ving way prepared for me. 51 6 Thea in that way, so free, so safe, so sure, Sprinkled all o'er with reconciling blood, "Will I abide, and never wander more, "Walking along in fellowship with God. H. BONAR. 43. Isaiah lxiv. 22. S.M. 1 My sins areiblotted out, Since Jesus died for me ; My times are in a Father's hand, My steps in His decree. 2 Jesus in heaven appears, For me to intercede ; And countless benefits proclaim, " The Lord is risen indeed." 3 A little child is free Of carefulness and guile, Kests in a mother's guardian love, And waits a father's smile. 4 Father of spirits, hear, Make me this little child ; May I delight myself in Thee, By no mistrust defiled. 52 44. Rev. xxii. 1T-20. S.M. 1 The Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, Sinner, come ! The bride, the Church of Christ proclaim, To all His children, come. Let him that heareth, say To all about him, Come ! Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the fountain, come ! J Yes ! whosoever will, Oh ! let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life ; 'Tis Jesus bids him Come ; 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, Declares, " I quickly come ;" Lord, even so 1 I wait Thy hour • Jesus, my Saviour, come 1 53 45. 2 Peter i. 19. CM. 1 Hope of our hearts, Lord, appear, Thou glorious star of day ; Shine forth and chase the dreary night, With all our tears, away ! 2 Strangers on earth, we wait for Thee ; Oh ! leave the Father's throne ; Come with a shout of victory, Lord, And claim us as Thy own. 3 Oh 1 bid the bright archangel now, The trump of God prepare, To call Thy saints — the quick, the dead, To meet Thee in the air. 4 No resting-place we seek on earth, No loveliness we see ; Our eye is on the royal crown Prepared for us and Thee. 6 But, dearest Lord, however bright That crown of joy above, "What is it to the brighter hope Of dwelling in Thy love ? 54 6 What to the joy, the deeper joy, Unmingled, pure, and free, Of union with our living Head, Of fellowship with Thee ? f This joy e'en now on earth is ours • But only Lord, above, Our heart without a pang shall know The fulness of Thv love. 8 There, near Thy heart, upon the throne, Thy ransomed bride shall see "What grace was in the bleeding Lamb Who died to make her free. 46. Acts ii. 2. CM 1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer, And make this house Thy home ; Descend with all Thy gracious power, Oh ! 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. 55 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole souls an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless This consecrated hour ; May barren minds be taught to own Thy fertilizing power. 5 Come as the dove, and spread Thy winga The wings of peaceful love ; And let the Church on earth become Blest as the Church above. 47. 1 Cor. hi. 22. CM. 1 If G-od is mine, then present things And things to come are mine ; Yea., Christ, His Word, and Spirit too, And glory all divine. 2 If He is mine, then from His love He every trouble sends ; All things are working for my good, And bliss His rod attends. 56 3 If He is mine, I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble power, Their utmost force repel. 4 If He is mine, let friends forsake, Let wealth and honor flee ; Sure He who giveth me Himself Is more than these to me. 5 If He is mine, I'll boldly pass Through death's tremendous vale ; He is a solid comfort when All other comforts fail. 6 Oh ! tell me, Lord, that Thou art mine ; "What can I wish beside ? My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. 48. Rev. v. 9. CM. 1 Sing we the song of those who stand Around the eternal throne, Of every kindred, clime, and land, A multitude unknown. 57 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here; To-day. the young, the old, Our Saviour and His flock appear, One Shepherd and one fold. 3 Toil, trial, suffering still await On earth the pilgrim throng; Yet learn we in our low estate, The Church triumphant's song. 4 "Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Cry the redeemed above, Blessing and honor to obtain, And everlasting love. 5 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing, "Who died our souls to save. Henceforth, Death ! where is thy sting ? Thy victory, Grave ? Then hallelujah! power and praise To God in Christ be given ; May all who now this anthem raise, Renew the strain in heaven. MONTGOMERY. 58 49. Rev. xiv. 4. CM. 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, Save only in the grave. 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 To Zion's blessed hill. [calm, 59 50. Lake xxii. 42. CM 1 One prayer I have, all prayers in one, When I am wholly Thine, Thy will, my God, Thy will be done, And let that will be mine. 2 All- wise, Almighty, and All-good, In Thee I firmly trust ; Thy ways, unknown or understood. Are merciful and just. 3 May I remember, that to Thee, Whate'er I have I owe ; J And back in gratitude from me, May all Thy bounties flow. 4 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed, When used as talents lent ; Those talents only well employed When in Thy service spent. 5 And though Thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign Thy will ? No, let me bless Thy name, and say, M The Lord is gracious still." 60 6 A pilgrim through the earth I roam, Of nothing long possessed ; And all must fail when I go home, For this is not my rest 7 "Write but my name upon the roll Of Thy redeemed above ; Then, heart and mind and strength and I'll love Thee for Thy love. [soul, 51. 1 Peter ii. 25. S.M. 1 I was a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold ; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled. 2 I was a wayward child, I did not love my home ; I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam. 3 The Shepherd sought His sheep, The Father sought His child ; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er desert, waste, and wild. 61 4 They found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love, They saved the wandering one. 5 They washed my filth away, They made me clean and fair ; They brought me to my home in peace, The long-sought wanderer ! 8 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas He that loved my soul, 'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 'Twas He that made me whole. 7 'Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep ; 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep. 8 I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled ; But now I love the Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold ! 9 I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam ; But now I love my Father's voice, I love, I love His home I H. BONAR. 62 52. Bom. viii. 12. 7, % 4. 1 When I listen to Thy word, In Thy temple cold and dead ; "When I cannot see Thee, Lord, AU faith's little day-light fled, Sun of glory, Beam again around my head. 2 When Thy statutes I forsake, When my graces dimly shine, When Thy covenant I break, Jesus, then remember Thine ; Check my wanderings, By a look of love divine. 3 When Thy heavenly dew distils, And my views, Lord, are clear, Clear and bright from Zion's hills, Temper joys with holy fear ; Keep me watchful, Safe alone when Thou art near. 4 When afflictions cloud my sky, When the tide of sorrow flows, When Thy rod is lifted high, Let me on Thy love repose ; Stay the rough wind, When Thy chilling east wind blows. 63 5 When the vale of death appears, Faint and cold this mortal clay, Kind Forerunner, soothe my fears, Light me through the darksome way ; Break the shadows, Usher in eternal day. J. TAYLOR. 53. Psalm cxxi. 1. CM. 1 "Welcome days of solemn meeting ! Welcome days of praise and prayer! Far from earthly scenes retreating, In your blessings we would share, — Sacred seasons, In your blessings we would share. 2 Be Thou near us, blessed Saviour, Still at morn and eve the same ; Give us faith that cannot waver ; Kindle in us heaven's own flame, — Blessed Saviour, Kindle in us heaven's own flame. 3 "When the fervent prayer is glowing, Holy Spirit hear that prayer ; When the song of praise is flowing, Let that song Thine impress bear, — Holy Spirit, Let that song Thine impress bear. 64 54. Rev. v. 6. CM 1 Earth has engrossed my love too long, r 'Tis time I lift mine eves Upwards, dear Father, to Thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There the blest man, my Saviour, sits, The God! how bright He shines! And scatters infinite delights On countless happy minds. 3 Seraphs with elevated strains, Compass the throne around ; And move and charm the starry plains, With an immortal sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs ; Jesus, my G-od, they sing ! Jesus, the life of both our joys, Sound sweet from ev'ry string. 5 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too : My heart, my ear, my hand, my tongue, — Here's joyful work for you. 65 6 I would begin the music here, And so my soul should rise : Oh ! for some heav'nly notes to bear My praises to the skies ! 7 There ye that love my Saviour, sit, There I would fain have place, Among your thrones, or at your feet, So I might see His face. 55, Psalm cxlviii. 14. P.M 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee,— Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! Though like a, wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness comes over me, My rest a stone, Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee I 5 66 3 There let my way appear Steps unto heav'n ; All that Thou sendest me In merey giv'n ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my G-od, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee ! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my G-od, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee ! 5 And when on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky ; Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly ; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee ! 56. Psalm xxiii. 4. CM. 1 There is an hour when I must part "With all I hold most dear ; And life, with its best hopes, will then As nothingness appear. 67 2 There is an hour when I must, mik Beneath the stroke of death ; And yield to Him who gave it first, My struggling vital breath 3 There is an hour when I must stand Before the judgment-seat ; And all my sins, and all my foes, In awful vision meet. 4 There is an hour when I must look On one eternity; And nameless woe, or blissful life, My endless portion be. 5 Saviour, then, in all my need Be near, be near to me : And let my soul, by steadfast faith. Find life and heaven in Thee. 57. Acts xxi. 13. IE 1 When the spark of life is waning, Weep not for me : When the languid eye is straining, Weep not for me. 68 When the feeble pulse is ceasing, Start not at its swift decreasing, 'Tis the fettered soul's releasing ; Weep not for me. 2 When the pangs of death assail me, Weep not for me : Christ is mine, — He cannot fail me, — Weep not for me. Yes ! though sin and doubt endeavor From His love my soul to sever, Jesus is my strength for ever ; — Weep not for me. 58. 2 Tim. iv. 6. P.M. 1 I'm going to leave all my sadness, I 1 m going to change earth for heaven, There, there all is peace, all is gladness, There pureness and glory are given. Friends, weep not in sorrow of spirit, But joy that my time here is o'er; J go the good part to inherit, Where sorrow and sin are no more. 2 The shadows of evening are fleeing, Morn breaks on the city of light ; This moment day starts into being, Eternity bursts on my sight. 69 The first-bora redeemed from all trouble, (The Lamb that was slain in the throng, ) Their ardor in praising redouble ; — Breaks not on the ear the new song ? 3 I'm going to tell their glad story, To share in their transports of praise, I'm going in garments of glory, My voice to unite with their lays. Ye fetters corrupted, then leave me ; Thou body of sin, droop and die ; Pains of earth, cease ye ever to grieve me From you 'tis for ever I fly. 59. John xxi. 16. CM 1 Do not I love Thee ? my Lord, Behold my heart, and see ! And cast each hated idol down, That dares to rival Thee. 2 Do not I love Thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love ; Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 70 3 Is not Thy name melodious still, To mine attentive ear ? Does not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear I Thou know'st I love Thee, gracious Lord, But oh ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more ! DODDRIDGE. 60. 1 Thess. iv. 13. CM. 1 Take comfort, Christians, when your friends In Jesus fall asleep ; Their better being never ends, — "Why then dejected weep ? 2 Why inconsolable, as those To whom no hope is given ? Death is the messenger of peace, And calls the soul to heaven. 3 As Jesus died, and rose again, Yictorious from the dead ; So His disciples rise, and reign "With their triumphant Head. 71 4 The time draws nigh, when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend ; And the last trumpet's awful voice The heav'ns and earth shall rend. 5 Then they who live shall changed be, And they who sleep shall wake ; The graves shall yield their ancient charge And earth's foundations shake. 6 The saints of God, from death set free, With joy shall mount on high ; The heav'nly hosts with praises loud, Shall meet them in the sky. 1 Together to their Father's house, With joyful hearts they go ; And dwell for ever with the Lord, Beyond the reach of woe. 8 A few short years of evil past, We reach the happy shore, Where death-divided friends at last Shall meet to part no more. 72 / 61. Acts vil 59. F.M 1 My soul, go boldly forth, Forsake this sinful earth ; What hath it been to thee But pain and sorrow ? And think'st thou it will be . Better to-morrow ? 2 "Why art thou for delay ? Thou cam'st not here to stay ; What tak'st thou for thy part But heavenly pleasure ? Where then should be thy heart, But where's thy treasure ? 8 Thy G-od, thy Head's above ; There is the world of love ; Mansions there purchased are, By Christ's own merit, For there He doth prepare Thee by His Spirit. 4 Lord Jesus, take my spirit, I trust Thy love and merit: Take home Thy wand'ring sheep, For Thou hast sought it. My soul in safety keep, For Thou hast bought it. BAXTER. 73 62. 2 Tim. iv. 6. L.M. 1 The hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home ; At last, Lord, let trouble cease, And let Thy servant die in peace. 2 Not in mine innocence I trust ; I bow before Thee in the dust ; And through my Saviour's blood alone, I look for mercy at Thy throne. 3 I leave the world without a tear, Save for the friends I held so dear ; To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend, And to the friendless prove a Friend. 4 I come, I come at Thy command, I give my spirit to Thy hand ; Stretch forth Thine everlasting arms, And shield me in the last alarms. 5 The hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home. Now, my God, let trouble cease, Now let Thy servant die in peace. LOGAN. They sung as it were a new song before th* throne." (Rev. xiv. 3.) INDEX TO FIRST LINES. A little while ITo. 19 A pilgrim through 49 Ah ! I shall soon 28 All that I was 16 Awake, ye saints 30 Away with sorrow 15 Blessed be God 25 Do not I love Thee 59 Earth has engrossed 54 Faint not, Christian 13 For ever with the Lord 8 Give to the winds 5 Glory to God on high 3T He Lids us come 12 Hope of our heart 45 How blest is our sister 80 I heard the voice . 26 76 I lay my sins on Jesus No. 1 I'm going to leave . 58 I thought upon my sin 42 I was a wandering sheep 51 If God is mine 47 Tn Thy name, O Loi