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FROM THE LIBRARY OF
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D.
BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO
THE LIBRARY OF
PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY
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THE
Hymnal
of the
Reformed Church in the United States.
fi j&eleetoeg @f Hymns - and i unes
for
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Prepared by a Committee appointed by
the; general synod.
Praise ye the Lord, Praise God in His Sanctuary:
CLEVELAND O. :
Publishing House of the Reformed Church,
1134—1138 Pearl Street.
Copyright 1890
By the
General Synod of the Reformed Church in the United States.
PREFACE.
The Committee, to whom was intrusted the work of preparing a
Hymnal for the use of "The Reformed Church in the United States",
has endeavored faithfully to abide by the instructions given at the time
of its appointment at the meeting of the General Synod at Akron, Ohio,
June 1887, viz: "To prepare such a Collection as may, in the judgment
of the committee, be best adapted to the needs of the Reformed Church
in the United States."
In now presenting to the Church the results of its long and arduous
labors, the committee desires, first of all, to return most devout thanks
to the great Head of the Church for His most gracious guidance and
help, and to pray that this Collection of hymns of praise may, for many
years to come, redound to His increasing glory in the service of the Sanct-
uary ; and furthermore to express the hope that this Hymnal may prove
to be truly suited to the needs of the people of the Reformed Church, and
be abundantly blessed to their spiritual edification and profit.
To choose from the vast amount of material at hand, and to decide
what hymns should be admitted to the Collection and what excluded, has
been no easy task. On a careful examination, however, it will be found
that very few, if any, of the good old hymns, endeared to our people
from long usage, have been omitted ; while on the other hand the claims
of the more valuable amongst the modern and popular compositions have
by no means been disregarded.
In preparing this Collection, the aim has been not only to choose the
best hymns, but also to select the best music available (some of it at a
very considerable cost for copyright privileges), and furthermore so to
adapt the tunes to the words as at once to gratify a cultivated literary and
musical taste, and to insure the hearty enjoyment of the people. Of
necessity by far the larger number of tunes are old. They have been so
long in use, and are so enshrined in the best affections of God's people
that to omit them would have been a serious offense. At the same time,
also, much of the music will be found to be new. A vast number of
so-called "popular tunes", whose favor is as surprising as it is ephemeral,
have been studiously avoided ; but those tunes of a more recent composi-
m
tion which appear to possess permanent and intrinsic value, have been
as carefully admitted.
It is now the pleasant duty of the Committee to acknowledge the uni-
form courtesy and kindness of many brethren in the ministry, and
amongst the laity of the Church, during the preparation of this work?
and more particularly to express their obligation' to the following
persons —
To Mr. H. T. Buckley, organist of Third Street Reformed Church,
Easton, Pa.: to Mrs H. M. Kieffer, of Easton, Pa.: and to Miss Lizzie
May Fitz, of Martinsburg, West Va., for valuable assistance in the mu-
sical part of the work.
To Bishop J. H. Vincent ; to Miss Alice Nevin ; to Dr. E. P. Parker ;
to Professors J. H. Kurzenknabe, E. C. Zartman, Fred. Schilling and Ira
D. Sankey for special privileges in the use of tunes of their composition.
To the following musical composers and publishers for permission to
use tunes of their composition or ownership — Oliver Ditson & Co., Big-
low & Main, John Church & Co., Mrs. Sarah N. Holbrook, Mrs. Lizzie
Tourgee Estabrook, Mr. U. C. Burnap, Mr. Theo. E. Perkins, Mr. John
R. Sweney, Mr. Wm. G. Fischer ; also to The Publication Board of the
Reformed Church for permission to use the hymns composed by the Rev.
Dr. E. E. Higbee and the Rev. Dr. E. H. Eevin, and for all music selected
from "Tunes for Worship" by Prof. Henry Schwing.
And finally to Prof. Henry Schwing both for permission to use music
of his composition, and for his valued services in editing the musical part
of this collection.
May this Hymnal commend itself to the people of the Reformed
Church in the United States. May it soon become the one book of praise
in common use throughout all sections of the Church. And may God
abundantly bless it to His service for many years to come.
H. M. Kieffer,
J. A. HOFFHEINS,
John M. Schick,
H. H. W. HlBSHMAN.
NOTICE. — Many hymns and tunes in this collection, as well as the arrangements
and adaptations of music, are introduced "by permission",, either purchased or given ;
and, therefore, can not be used without the consent of the authors or owners of the
Copyrights.
CONTENTS.
Pages.
GENERAL PRAISE 1-7
ADVENT SEASON 8-28
CHRISTMAS SEASON 29-41
NEW YEAR 42-45
EPIPHANY-MISSIONS 46-70
LENT 71-97
PASSION WEEK 98-115
EASTER SEASON 116-135
ASCENSION DAY 136-143
WHITSUNTIDE 144-150
TRINITY SUNDAY., 151-156
TRINITY SEASON 157-215
BAPTISM AND CONFIRMATION 216-225
HOLY COMMUNION 226-236
ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.237-239
CORNER - STONE AND CHURCH
CONSECRATION 240-245
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BURIAL 246-255
HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING.. ..256-267
MORNING AND EVENING 268-285
OPENING AND CLOSING 286-293
CHILDRENS' SERVICE 294-313
MISCELLANEOUS 314-333
CHANTS 334-350
RESPONSES AND DOXOLOGIES 351-355
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES.356-358
METRICAL INDEX 359-361
INDEX OF SUBJECTS 362-363
INDEX OF AUTHORS 364-366
INDEX FOR THE CHURCH YEAR... 367
INDEX OF CHANTS 368
INDEX OF FIRST LINES 369-375
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2. All the earth doth | worship | Thee, || the | Father | ever- | lasting.
3. To Thee all angels | cry a-| loud : || the heavens and | all the | powers there- 1 in.
4. To Thee Cherubim and | Seraph- | im || con- | tinual- | ly do | cry,
5. Holy, holy, holy Lord | God of | Sabaoth. || Heaven and earth are full of the |
majesty | of Thy | glory.
6. The glorious company of the apostles | praise — | Thee : || the goodly fellow-
ship of the | prophets | praise — | Thee :
7„ The noble army of martyrs | praise— | Thee : || the holy Church throughout
all the world | doth ac- | knowledge | Thee,
8. The | Fa— | ther, || of an [ infinite | Majes- | ty ;
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12. When Thou hadst overcome the | sharpness of | death, || Thou didst open the
kingdom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers.
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Thee, help Thy servants, whom Thou hast redeemed | with Thy | precious
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15. Make them to be numbered | with Thy | saints, || in | glory | ever- | lasting.
16. O Lord, | save Thy | people, || and | bless— | Thy— [ heritage.
17. Gov- | ern — | them, || and | lift them | up for- | ever.
18. Day by day we | magnify | Thee: |) And we worship Thy name ever, | world
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19. Vouch- | safe, 0 | Lord, || to keep us this | day with- | out — | sin.
20. O Lord, have | mercy up- | on us, || have | mer | cy up- | on us.
21. O Lord, let Thy mercy | be up- | on us, || as our | trust is | in— [ Thee.
22. 0 Lord, in Thee | have I | trusted: || let me | never | be con- | founded.
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To the glory of their king shall the ransomed | people sing,
Alle- | luia ! || Me- | luia !
2 And the choirs that | dwell on high.
Shall re-echo | through the sky, || Alle- \ luia ! || Alle- | luia !
3 They in the rest of , Paradise who dwell,
The blessed ones with joy the ] chorus swell, || AHe- | luia ! || -471e- | luia !
4 The planets glitt'ring on their | heavenly way.
The shining constellations, | join and say, || Alle- | luia ! || Alle- | luia !
5 Ye clouds that onward sweep, ye winds on | pinions light,
Ye thunders, echoing loud and deep, ye lightnings, | wildly bright,
|| In sweet con- j sent unite || Your Alle- | luia !
6 Ye floods and ocean billows, ye storms and | winter snow,
Ye days of cloudless beaut}', hoar frost, and I summer glow,
|| Ye groves that wave in spring, and ^orious | forests sing, || Alle- | luia !
7 First let the birds with painted j plumage ga}*.
Exalt their great Creators | praise and say, || Alle- | luia ! || Alle- | luia !
8 Then let the beasts of earth, with [ varying strain,
Join in creation's hymn and j cry again, || Alle- | luia ! || Ahe- | luia !
9 Here let the mountains thunder forth so- | norous, || Alle- | luia !
There let the valleys sing in gentlev | chorus, || Al\e- | luia !
10 Thou jubilant a%ss of | ocean cry, || Alle- | luia !
Ye tracts of earth, and conti- | nents, reply || AHe- | luia !
11 To God. who all eve- | ation made,
The frequent hymn be | duly paid : || ^4/le- | luia ! || Alle- | luia !
12 This is the strain, the eternal strain, the Lord Al- | mighty loves : || AHe- | luia!
This is the song, the heavenly sons, that Christ, the [ King approves :
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13 Wherefore we sing, both heart and voice a- | waking, || AHe \ luia!
And children's voices echo, answer | making, || Alle- | luia !
14 Now from all men — be outpoured || .4/le- | luia — to the Lord;
With ^1/leluia. — ever more || The Son and Spirit — we adore.
15 Praise be done to the — Three in One. || AHe- | luia !
.4/le- | luia! II Alle- I luia! Amen.
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Have mercy, Lord ! we trust in Thee ;
Oh, let us ne'er confounded be !
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For Thou hast to babes revealed
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3 Martyrs, in a noble host,
Of Thy cross are heard to boast ;
Since so bright the crown they wear,
We with them Thy cross would bear.
All Thy Church, in heaven and earth,
Jesus ! hail Thy spotless birth ; —
Seated on the judgment-throne,
Xumber us among Thine own !
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1 Glory be to God on high.—
God, whose glory fills the sky ;
Peace on earth to man forgiven,-
Man. the well-beloved of heaven.
Sovereign Father, Heavenly King !
Thee we now presume to sing ;
Glad Thine attributes confess,
Glorious all, and numberless.
2 Hail, by all Thy works adored !
Hail, the everlasting Lord !
Thee with thankful hearts we prove, —
God of power, and God of love !
Christ our Lord and God we own. —
Christ the Father's only Son ;
Lamb of God, for sinners slain,
Saviour of offending man.
3 Jesus ! in Thy name we pray,
Take, oh, take our sins awajT !
Powerful Advocate with God !
Justify us by Thy blood.
Hear, for Thou, 0 Christ ! alone
Art with Thy great Father One ;
One the Holy G-host with Thee ;—
One supreme eternal Three.
C. Weslay.
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Alleluia ! sounds of sadness
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Our offences
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Visit us with Thy salvation,
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How high the hope, how sure the word.
That thus, with every year's return,
Makes our dull hearts within us burn
For that long-sought and promised day,
When "heaven and earth shall pass away,"
And Christ from highest heav'ns shall come
To take His waiting people home.
3 Since childhood's early hours, our eyes
Have watch'd the East for red'ningskiesl
Year after year has Advent brought
Nearer to us the Prize we sought ;
But still it lingers — 0 that we
Were more prepared to welcome Thee !
Thine Advent, with its angel throng,
Would not be tarrying, Lord, so long.
J. S. B. Monsell. 1857.
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Waits my anxious soul for Thee :
Life is dark, and earth is dreary,
Where Thy light I do not see.
O my Saviour,
When wilt Thou return to me ?
3 Long, too long in sin and sadness,
Far &way from Thee I pine,
When, 0 when, shall I the gladness
Of Thy Spirit feel in mine ?
O my Saviour,
When shall I be wholly Thine ?
Nearer is my soul's salvation,
Spent the night, the day at hand ;
Keep me in my lonely station,
Watching for Thee, till I stand,
0 my Saviour,
In Thy bright and promised land.
5 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,
0 my Saviour, quickly come !
J. S. B. MonseU.
ADVENT.
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Hal-le - lu-jah! God ap-pears on earth to reign !
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2 Every eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty ;
Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced, and nailed Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 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 away !
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4 Now Redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear !
All His saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air :
Hallelujah !
See the day of God appear !
5 Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit !
Hasten, Lord, the general doom ;
The new heav'n and earth t' inherit
Take Thy pining exiles home ;
All creation
Travails, groans, and bids Thee come?
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,
Everlasting God, come down.
Charles Wesley and John Cennick,
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LOWELL MASON.
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Ye, who long for His appearing,
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Gracious Saviour.
Own me in that day for Thine.
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ic^H Rise to life from earth and sea ;
All the powers of nature, shaken
By His look, prepare to flee :
Careless sinner,
What will then become of thee ?
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4 But to those who have confessed,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, — "Come near, ye blessed I
See the kingdom I bestow :
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The sun in heaven grow pale ;
But Thou hast sworn, and wilt not change,
Thy faithful shall not fail.
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Our time in trembling here,
That when upon the clouds of heaven
Thy glory shall appear,
Uplifting high our joyful heads
In triumph we may rise,
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Thy palace in the skies.
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When louder yet, and yet more dread,
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead !—
3 Oh ! on that day— that wrathful day,
When man to judgment wakes from clay,
Be Thou the trembling sinner's. stay,
Tho' heaven and earth shall pass away !
Hymn of 13th centurp-
ADVENT.
II
MAGILL us.
T. X. PERKINS.
1. A \oice from the des -ert comes aw -ful and shrill; The Lord is ad-vanc-ing ; pre-pare ye the way!
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2 Bring down the proud mountain, though towering to heaven,
And be the low valley exalted on high ;
The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even,
He cometh ! our King, our Redeemer is nigh !
3 The beams of salvation His progress illume,
The lone, dreary wilderness sings of her God ;
The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom,
And the olive of peace spreads its branches abroad.
Drummond, 1585-1649.
BONAR. S. M. D.
LOWELL MASON, 1858.
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And take my sins a - way.
Then, O my Lord, pre-pare My
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2 A few more storms shall beat
On this wild, rocky shore ;
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more. — Rep.
3 A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more. — Rep.
4 'Tis but a little while
And He shall come again.
Who died that we might live, who lives
That we with Him may reign. — Rep.
Iforatius Bonar. 1857, ab.
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Jesus is mine !
Here would I ever stay ;
Jesus is mine !
Perishing things of clay,
Born but for one brief day,
Pass from nry heart away ;
Jesus is mine !
Left but a dismal void j
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4 Farewell, mortality ;
Jesus is mine !
Welcome, eternity ;
Jesus is mine !
Welcome, 0 loved and blest,
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest,
Welcome, my Saviour's breast ;
Jesus is mine ! Mr5 Bonar%
JUDGMENT HYMN.
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At that last trumpet's sounding ;
Caught up to meet Him in the skies,
With joy their Lord surrounding ;
No gloomy fears their souls dismay ;
His presence sheds eternal day
On those prepared to meet Him.
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3 The ungodly, filled with guilty fears,
Behold His wrath prevailing ;
In woe they rise, but all their tears
And sighs are unavailing;
The day of grace is past and gone ;
Trembling they stand before His throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.
W. B. Collyer, 18X2.
ADVENX.
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Traveler, blessedness and light,
Peace and truth its course portends ;
Watchman, will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth ?
Traveler, ages are its own ;
See, it bursts o'er all the earth !
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For the morning seems to dawn ;
Traveler, darkness takes its flight,
Doubt and terror are withdrawn ;
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease ;
Hie thee to th}- quiet home !
Traveler, lo ! the Prince of peace,
Lo ! the Son of God, is come !
John Bowring, 1825.
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Our spirits by Thine Advent here ;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
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2 0 come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny ;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory o'er the grave.
—Ref.
4 0 come, Thou Key of David, come
And open wide our heavenly home ;
Make safe the way that leads on high
And close the path to misery. — Ref.
5 0 come, 0 come, Thou Lord of Might!
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height
In ancient times did'st give the law,
In cloud, and majesty, and awe.— Ref.
Latin Hymn, 12th century.
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In our deepest darkness rise;
Scatter all the night of nature ;
Pour the day upon our eyes.
3 Still we wait for Thine appearing ;
Life and joy Thy beams impart,
Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor, benighted heart.
4 By Thine all-sufficient merit,
Every burdened soul release ;
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2 Lo ! Jehovah, we adore Thee,
Thee, our Saviour ; Thee, our God !
From His throne His beams of glory
Shine through all the world abroad.
3 Jesus, Thee our Saviour hailing,
Thee, our God, in praise we own ;
Highest honors, never failing,
Rise eternal round Thy throne.
4 Now, ye saints, His power confessing,
In your grateful strains adore ;
For His mercy, never ceasing,
Flows, and flows for evermore, wm. Goode.
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2 Souls, immersed in sin, and torpid,
Wounded by its venom'd stings ,
Now shall rise : for lo ! the Day Star
Comes with healinsr in His wings.
From on high, the Lamb, commissioned
To remove our guilt, appears :
Let us all, to gain His pardon,
Pray with penitential tears —
4 That, when at His second Advent,
Clouds of glory mark His path,
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Sinks beneath His dreadful wrath ; —
5 We may not for sins be driven
Exiles into endless doom,
But, beneath His strong protection
Sheltered, reach eternal Home. Ambrcm.
Translated by E. E. Higbee.
ADVENT.
15
GORTON. S. M.
L. BEETHOVEN. 1770-1821.
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2 Here in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch m}' 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 foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear !
4 My thirsty spirit faints
To reach ihe land I love,
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The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above !
5 I hear at morn and even,
At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven
Earth's Babel tongues o'erpower.
6 " Forever with the Lord !"
Father, if 'tis Thy will,
The promise of that faithful word,
E'en here to me fulfil.
7 So, when my latest breath
Shall rend the veil in twain,
By death I shall escape from death,
And life eternal gain.
8 Knowing as I am known,
How shall I love that word,
And oft repeat before the throne,
" Forever with the Lord !"
James Montgomery. 1835.
Arr. by Dr. Lowell Mason, 1792-1872.
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2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh :
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.
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There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years ;
And all that life is love.
4 There is a death whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath :
Oh, what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death !
5 Lord God of truth and grace,
Teach us that death to shun ;
Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone.
James Montgomery, i- . •.
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LOWELL MASON. 1854.
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Mrs. C. IT. Esling, 1839.
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And that great Love Divine its light revealing
In short bright flashes through, a mist of
tears.
3 Then most we need the Voice that while it
weepeth
Yet hath a solemn undertone that saith—
"Weep not, thy darling is not dead, but
sleepeth ;
Only believe, for I have conquered death."
4 Then most we need the thoughts of Kesur-
rection,
Not the life here, 'mid pain, and sin, and
woe,
But ever in the fulness of perfection,
To walk with Him in robes as white as snow.
5 Didst Thou not enter in when that cold
sleeper
Lay still, with pulseless heart and leaden
eyes,
Put calmly forth each loud tumultuous weeper,
And take her by the hand and bid her rise ?
6 Come to us, Saviour ! in our lone dejection,
Speak calmly to our wild and helpless grief,
Bring as the hopes and thoughts of Resurrec-
tion,
Bring us the comfort of a true Belief.
7 Come ! with that Human Voice that breaks
in weeping,
Come ! with that awful Tenderness Divine,
Come ! tell us that they are not dead but
sleeping, .
But gone before to Thee, for they are Thine.
Cecil Frances Alexander.
ADVENT.
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As once in lowly form He came,
A Bilent Lamb to slaughter led,
The bruised, the suff 'ring and the dead.
The Lord will come,— a dreadful form,
With weath of flame, and robe of storm,
On cherub wings and wings of wind,
Appointed Judge of human kind.
Can this be He, who wont to stray
A pilgrim on the world's highway,—
By power oppressed, and mocked by pride?
O God ! is this the Crucified ?
WINCHESTER. L. M.
5 Go, tyrants ! to the rocks complain,
Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain ;
But faith, victorious o'er the tomb,
Shall sing for joy,—" The Lord is come ! "
Reginald Ifeber, 1811.
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1 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour, reigns,
Praise Him in evangelic strains :
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice,
And distant islands join their voice.
2 Deep are His counsels and unknown,
But grace and truth support His throne ;
Though gloomy clouds His way surround,
Justice is their eternal ground.
3 In robes of judgment, lo ! He comes,
Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs;
Before Him burns devouring fire,
The mountains melt, the seas retire.
4 His enemies, with sore dismay,
Fly from the sight and shun the day ;
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high,
And sing, for your redemption's nigh.
Isaac Watts.
GERMAN, 1690.
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1 V} hen shades of night around us close,
And weary limbs in sleep repose,
The faithful soul awake may be,
2 O come and reign o'er every land ;
Let Satan from his throne be hurled,
All nations bow to Thy command,
And grace revive a dying world.
3 Teach us. in watchfulness and prayer,
To wait for the appointed hour j
And longing, sigh. 0 Lord, for Thee.
2 Thou true Desire of nations, hear :
Thou Word of God. Thou Saviour dear,
In pity heed our humble cries,
And bid at length the fallen rise.
3 0 come, Redeemer, come and free
Thine own from guilt and misery ;
The gates of heaven again unfold,
Which Adam's sin had closed of old.
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REV. H. J. fiAUNTLETT. 1806-1876.
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. Brief life is here our por-tion ; Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; The life that bows no end-ing, The tearless life, is there,
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2 O happ}7 retribution !
Short toil, eternal rest ;
For mortals and for sinners
A mansion with the blest.
3 And now we fight the battle,
But then shall wear the crown
Of full and everlasting
And passionless renown ;
4 And now we watch and struggle.
And now we live in hope,
And Zion in her anguish
With Bab}rlon must cope ;
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5 But He, whom now we trust in,
Shall then be seen and known ;
And the}- that know and see Him
Shall have Him for their own.
6 The morning shall awaken,
The shadows shall decay,
And each true-hearted servant
Shall shine as doth the day ;
7 There Grod, our King and Portion,
In fulness of His grace,
Shall we behold for ever
And worship face to face.
Bernard of Morlaix, 1150.
Trans. Jn#. 31. Neale.
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2 They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng ;
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene ;
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.
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3 There is the throne of David ;
And there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast :
And they who, with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.
Bernard of Morlaix, 1150.
Trans. Jno. M. Neat*.
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1. For thee, 0 dear, dear country ! Mine eyes their vigils keep ;
For Fer - y lore, be - hold-ing Thy happy name, they weep.
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2 0 one, O only mansion ;
O Paradise of joy !
Where tears are ever banished,
And smiles have no alio}' ;
The Lamb is all thy splendor,
The Crucified thy praise ;
His laud and benediction
TI13- ransomed people raise.
3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze ;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays ;
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced ;
The saints build up its fabric,
The corner-stone is Christ.
4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean !
Thou hast no time, bright day !
Dear fountain of refreshment
To pilgrim's far away !
Upon the Rock of Ages
They raise thy holy tower ;
Thine is the victor's laurel,
And thine the golden dower.
Bernard of Morlaix, 1150.
q q Trans. J. M. Neale.
1 The world is verjr evil,
The times are waxing late,
Be sober and keep vigil,
The Judge is at the gate ;
The Judge who comes in mercy,
The Judge who comes with might,
Who comes to end the evil,
Who comes to crown the right.
Arise, arise, good Christian,
Let right to wrong succeed ;
Let penitential sorrow
To heavenly gladness lead ;
To light that has no evening,
That knows no moon nor sun,
The light so new and golden,
The light that is but one.
0 home of fadeless splendor,
Of flowers that fear no thorn,
Where they shall dwell as children
Who here as exiles mourn ;
'Midst power that knows no limit,
Where wisdom has no bound,
The Beatific Vision
Shall glad the saints around.
0 happy, holy portion,
Refection for the blest,
True vision of true beauty,
True cure of the distrest :
Strive, man, to win that glory ;
Toil, man, to gain that light,
Send hope before to grasp it,
Till hope be lost in sight.
0 sweet and blessed countrv,
The home of God's elect !
0 sweet and blessed country.
That eager hearts expect !
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest ;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.
Bernard of Morlaix, llio.
Trans. Jno. M. Neale, 1861.
ADVENT.
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Extend Thy healing reign ;
There raise and quench the sacred thirst
That never pains again.
3 Come, kingdom of our God !
And make the broad earth Thine ;
Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod
That flowers with grace divine.
4 Soon may all tribes be blest
With fruit from life's glad tree ;
^_„ And in its shade like brothers rest,
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1 0 Saviour of our race,
Welcome indeed Thou art,
Blessed Redeemer, Fount of grace,
To this mjT longing heart !
2 Light of the world, abide
Through faith within my heart ;
Leave me to seek no other guide,
Nor e'er from Thee depart.
3 Thou art the Life, 0 Lord !
Sole Light of life Thou art !
Let not Thy glorious rays be poured
In vain on my dark heart.
4 Star of the East, arise !
Drive all my clouds away ;
Guide me till earth's dim twilight dies
IntO the perfect day. Catharine Winkwortk.
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2 Though in a foreign land,
We are not far from home ;
And nearer to our house above,
We every moment come.
3 His grace will to the end
Stronger and brighter shine ;
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Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine.
Soon shall our doubts and fears
Subside at His control ;
His loving-kindness shall break through
The midnight of the soul.
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Wait thine appointed hour ;
Wait, till the Bridegroom of thy soul
Keveal His love with power.
6 The time of love will come,
When thou shalt clearly see,
Not only that He shed His blood,
But that it flowed for thee '.
Augustus M. Toplady, iTJS.
ADVENT.
I. B. WOODBURY. 1819-1859.
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Holy and true and good.
Wilt Thou not judge Thy suffering Church,
Her sighs and tears and blood ?
3 Saint after saint on earth
lias 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 We long to hear Thy voice,
To see Thee face to face.
To share Thy crown and glory then,
As now we share Thy grace.
6 Come. Lord ! and wipe away
The curse, the sin. the stain,
And make this blighted world of ours
Thine own fair world again.
*H. Bonar, 1856.
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1 The Son of Man shall come
With angel hosts around,
'Mid darkening sun and falling stars,
And trumpet's solemn sound.
2 Awake, ye slumbering souls,
It is no time for rest ;
He comes, as comes the lightning flash
Shining from east to west.
3 Thy servants, Lord, prepare
For that tremendous day :
Fill every heart with watchful care,
And stir us up to pray.
■4 Help us to wait the hour
In toil and holy fear.
When, manifested with Thy saints,
Thou shalt again appear.
5 Then, when the wailing earth
Thy sign in heaven shall see.
Thou shalt send forth Thine angel band
To gather us to Thee. u. w. Beadon.
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2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns;
Let men their songs employ ;
While fields ami floods, rocks, hills and plains
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3 No more let sin and sorrow urow,
Nor thorns infest the ground ;
And heavn and nature sins,
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And make- the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness.
And wonders of His love. Itaac Watu, /too.
ADVENT.
VANHALL'S HYMN. L. M.
VANHALL.
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Good-will to men, and peace on earth,
Shall reign throughout the golden years.
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Light on their mystic longings poured ;
Wise men from dismal regions round
Bowed at Thy manger and adored.
3 Thy Advent, Lord, revives the world ;
Thy life shall waiting nations know ;
The banner of Thy truth unfurled,
Shall glorious on the mountains glow.
4 The vales, where darkness lingers last,
Now kindle in prophetic light ;
The morning breaks ! for ever past
The fearful reign of ancient night.
5 Hail, glorious Advent ! heavenly birth !
Shout, saints, in triumph Christ appears ;
COVENTRY. CM.
1 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry
Announces that the Lord is nigh :
Awake, and hearken, for he brings
Glad tidings of the King of kings.
Earth, air and sea, with joy elate,
For their Creator's Advent wait ;
The very elements rejoice,
And welcome Him with cheerful voice.
3 We, too, will greet our coming God ;
And cleanse our hearts, and smooth the road;
And make within a place of rest,
Meet home for such a royal Guest.
4 For Thou art our salvation, Lord,
Our refuge, and our great reward :
Without Thy aid, like withering grass,
Man into nothingness must pass.
5 To heal the sick stretch forth Thine hand,
And bid the fallen sinner stand ;
Reveal Thy face and joy restore,
And make earth paradise once more.
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The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace ;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour ;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan His work in vain ;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
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ADVENT.
1. Plunged in a gulf of dark despair We wretched sinners lay.Withont one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'ring day.
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2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helpless grief ;
He saw. and oh ! amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste He fled ;
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
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4 Oh ! for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak !
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ;
Strike all your harps of gold !
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor »
Your sins are increasing, escape to the moun-
tain—
His blood can remove them, it flows from the
fountain.
Hallelujah to the Lamb. etc.
8 O Jesus! ride onward, triumphantly glorious!
O'er sin, death, and hell, Thou art more than
victorious ;
Thy name is the theme of the great congrega-
tion,
While angels and men raise the shout of salva-
tion.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.
4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to
the shore ;
With harps in our hands, we'll praise Him
the more ;
We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of
the river,
And sing of salvation forever and ever !
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc .
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The world's most winning smiles :
Vain is the Tempter's subtlest snare,
And vain hell's varied wiles.
3 Then welcome toil and care and pain,
And welcome sorrow too ;
All toil is rest, all grief is gain,
With such a prize in view.
4 Come crown and throne, come robe and
palm,
Burst forth, glad stream of peace :
Come, holy city of the Lamb !
Rise, Sun of Righteousness !
5 When shall the clouds that veil thy
rays
For ever be withdrawn ?
Why dost thou tarry, day of days ?
When shall thy gladness dawn ?
Horatius Bonar.
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1 Awake, awake the sacred song
To our incarnate Lord !
Let every heart and every tongue
Adore the eternal Word.
2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power,
By whom the worlds were made —
Oh, happy morn ! illustrious hour ! —
Was once in flesh arrayed !
3 Then shone almighty power and love,
In all their glorious forms,
When Jesus left His throne above,
To dwell with sinful worms.
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To hail the joyful da}T ;
With rapture then let mortal tongues
Their grateful worship pay. Anne steeie.
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1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comesl
The Saviour promised long !
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every 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.
3 He comes, the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held ;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters }Tield.
4 He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eye-balls of the blind
To pour celestial day.
5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure ;
And with the treasures of His grace
T' enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim ;
And heav'n's eternal arches ring
With Thy beloved name.
Philip Doddridge.
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Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear,
To still m}^ unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
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2 I love to meet Thy people now,
Before Thy feet with them to bow,
Though vilest of them all ;
But, can I bear the piercing thought,
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call ?
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sound,
To see Thy smiling face ;
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions
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With shouts of sovereign grace.
Countess of Huntingdon, 1772,
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Above, beneath us, and around,
The dead and living swell the sound,
Hosanna! Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
3 0 Saviour, with protecting care
Return to this, Thy house of prayer,
Assembled in Thy sacred name,
Where we Thy parting promise claim,
Hosanna ! Lord ! Hosanna in the
highest !
4 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast,
Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest ;
And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure, and worthy Thee.
Hosanna! Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
5 So, in the last and dreadful day,
When earth and heaven shall melt away,
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain,
Shall swell the sound of praise again.
Hosanna ! Lord ! Hosanna in the
highest
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Or feel, at death, dismay ?
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2 There happier bowers than Eden's
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Nor sin nor sorrow know ;
Blest seats ! thro' rude and stormy scenes,
I onward press to you.
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Will join the glorious band.
5 Jerusalem ! my happy home !
My soul still pants for thee ;
Then shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.
Latin Hymn, 8th century.
JOSEPH BARNBY.
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Where loyal hearts and true, &c.
3 O Paradise, O Paradise,
'Tis weary waiting here ;
I long to be where Jesus is,
To feel, to see Him near ;
Where loyal hearts and true, &c.
4 0 Paradise, 0 Paradise,
1 want to sin no more ;
I want to be as pure on earth,
As on thy spotless shore ;
Where loyal hearts and true, &c.
5 0 Paradise, 0 Paradise !
I greatly long to see
The special place my dearest Lord
Is destining for me ;
Where loyal hearts and true, &c.
6 O Paradise, O Paradise,
I feel 'twill not be long ;
Patience ! I almost think I hear
Faint fragments of thy song ;
Where loyal hearts and true, &c.
F. W. Faber% 1849,
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2 Hallelujah ! hark, the sound,
From the centre to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around,
All creation's harmonies.
See Jehovah's banners furled,
Sheathed His sword : He speaks ;
done.
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of His Son.
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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, 1819.
MUNICH.
FROM MENDELSSOHN.
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Proclaim the Bridegroom near ;
Go meet Him as He cometh,
With hallelujahs clear ;
The marriage-feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand ;
Up ! up ! ye heirs of glory !
The Bridegroom is at hand.
Ye saints ! who here in patience
Your cross and sufferings bore,
Shall live and reign forever,
Where sorrow is no more ;
Around the throne of glory,
The Lamb }-e shall behold,
In triumph cast before Him
Your diadems of gold.
Our Hope and Expectation,
O Jesus ! now appear ;
Arise, Thou Sun so longed for,
O'er this benighted sphere :
With hearts and hands uplifted,
We plead, 0 Lord ! to see
The day of earth's redemption,
That brings us unto Thee.
Laurenlitis Laurenii, 1100.
ADVENT.
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3 Heaven and earth must pass away,
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., God will make new heavens and earth,
■t] Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
^ 4 And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come ?
No ; the Church delights to raise
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.
5 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice,
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
6 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death ;
Then, amidst eternal jo}T,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
J. Montgomery.
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Lord of all creation wide ;
Thou art worthy !
We shall live, for Thou hast died.
3 And though here on earth rejected,
'Tis but fellowship with Thee ;
What besides could be expected
Than like Thee, our Lord, to be ?
Thou art worthy !
Thou from earth hast set us free.
4 Haste the day of Thy returning,
With Thy ransomed Church to reign ;
Then shall end our days of mourning,
We shall sing with rapture then,
" Thou art worthy ! "
Come, Lord Jesus, come. Amen.
Samuel P. Tregelles.
CHRISTMAS.
29
MENDELSSOHN. 7s. D.
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1. Hark ! the her-ald angels sing, "Glo-ry to tlic uew-born ting ; Peace oq earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled V
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Christ, the everlasting Lord ;
Late in time behold Him come,
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Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ;
Hail th' incarnate Deity !
Pleased as man with men to dwell ;
Jesus, our Immanuel !
3 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace !
Hail the Son of Righteousness !
Risen with healing in His wings :
Light and life to all He brings ;
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.
C. Wesley, 1789.
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Her silver-man - tied plains. 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise^
Her silent groves of palm.
5 " Glory to God ! " the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring —
" Peace to the earth, good-will to men,
From heaven's eternal King I "
E. H. Sears, 1638.
2 Celestial choirs, from courts above,
Shed sacred glories there,
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.
CHRISTMAS.
C. M. D.
M*1
CAROL.
1. It came np-on the midnight clear, That glo-rious song of
RICHARD STORRS WILLIS, 1861.
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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 O 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 horn's
Come swiftly on the wing :
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing.
4 For lo, the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new. heaven and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace their King,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing. Amen.
Edmund H. Sears, 1850.
REMSEN.
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And gold is sordid dust.
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3 All my capacious powers can wish,
Ih Thee doth richly meet ;
Not to mine eyes is life so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there ;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
5 I'll speak the honors of Thy name,
With my last laboring breath ;
Then, speechless, clasp Thee in mine arms,
The antidote of death.
Philip Doddridge, 174$.
CHRISTMAS.
31
ADESTE FIDELES. P. M.
M. I'ORTOGALLO, ab. 1790. AER. BY EDW. J. HOPKIN8.
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O come, let us adore Him, &c.
3 Shout Alleluia, all ye choirs of angels,
Rejoice, heav'nly citizens, with glad accord,
Glory to God ! to God on high be glory !
O come, let us adore Him, &c.
4 Here, Lord ! we would greet Thee, born this
happy morning,
O Jesus ! for ever be Thy Name adored,
Word of the Father, now for us Incarnate !
O come, let us adore Him, &c.
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3 His power increasing still shall spread,
His reign no end shall know ;
Justice shall guard His throne above,
And peace abound below.
John Morrtton, 1161.
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bringing,
And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;
Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing;
One chorus resound through the earth
and the skies,
exultingly sing ;
Messiah is King !
W. A. Muhlenburg, 1826.
DO 8s&7s.
1 Hark ! the sound of angel-voices,
Over Bethlehem's star-lit plain ;
Hark ! the heavenly host rejoices,
Jesus comes to earth to reign.
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nation,
The heart-cheering news let the earth
echo round ;
How free to the faithful He offers sal-
vation,
How His people with joy everlasting are
crowned.
Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing ;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King !
2 See celestial radiance beaming,
Lighting up the midnight sky ;
'Tis the promised day-star gleaming,
'Tis the day-spring from on high.
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I y Loud our golden harps shall sound,
lu - ias^rise. A - men. ' 4 «Christ is born> the great Anointed ;
fj -#--#'-^ Heaven and earth His praises sing !
— — — —- .-. 0 receive whom God appointed
For your Prophet, Priest, and King.
Hasten, mortals, to adore Him
Heav'nly al-le
2 Listen to the wondrous story,
"Which the}7 chant in hymns of joy ;
" Glory in the highest, glory !
Glory be to God most high !
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Learn His name and taste His joy,
Till in heaven ye sing before Him,
Glory be to God most high ! "
John Cawood. 1825.
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Per. Mrs. L. T. Estabrook.
2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art ;
Long-desired of every nation,
Joy of every waiting heart.
3 Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a Child, yet God our King,
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
4 By Thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone ;
By Thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.
Chat. Wesley, 174d.
68 Continued.
3 Westward, all along the ages,
Trace its pathwa}* clear and bright
Star of hope to Eastern sages,
Radiant now with Gospel light.
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4 Angels from the realms of glory,
Peace on earth delight to sing ;
Christian, tell the wondrous story,
Go proclaim the Saviour King I
Anon.
CHRISTMAS.
DEDHAM. C. M.
W. GARDINER. 1766-1853.
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1. Sing to the Lord, ye dis - tant lands, Ye tribes of ev' - ry tongue;
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G-od's own almighty Son;
His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds His throne.
5 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day;
Joy through the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.
4 Let an unusual joy surprise
The islands of the sea:
Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise:
Prepare the Lord His way.
5 Behold, He comes ! He comes to bless
The nations as their God;
To show the world His righteousness,
And send His truth abroad.
Isaac Watts.
4M NOTTINGHAM. CM. J. CLARK. 1770-1836.
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But still we trust Thy word,
That blessed are the pure in heart,
For they shall see the Lord.
4. 0 Saviour, give us then Thy grace,
To make us pure in heart,
That we may see Thee face to face.
Hereafter, as thou art.
John Mason Neale. 1850.
CHRISTMAS.
35
LEWIS EDSON. 1748-1820.
4 O LENOX. H. M.
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1. Blow ye the tram-pet, blow,
The glad-ly sol-emn sound :
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To earth's re-mot-est bound,
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The year of ju - bi - lee is come ; The year of ju - bi - lee is eome,
Re - turn, ye ransomed
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2 Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning Lamb:
Redemption by His blood
Through all the lands proclaim:
rhe year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
3 The Gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pardoning grace:
STe happy souls, draw near;
Behold your Saviour's face:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
4 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest;
Ye mourning souls, be glad:
The year of jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
Charles Wesley, 1750.
WALSAL. C. M.
HENRY PURCELL, 1695.
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2 Our hopes are weak, our fears are strong,
Thick darkness blinds our eyes;
Cold is the night, and oh! we long
That Thou, our Sun, would'st rise.
3 And even now, though dull and grey,
The east is bright'ning fast,
And kindling to the perfect day,
That never shall be past.
4 Oh, guide us till our path is done,
And we have reached the shore
Where Thou, our Everlasting Sun,
Art shining evermore. ,
5 We wait in faith, and turn our face
To where the daylight springs ;
Till Thou shalt come our gloom to chase,
With healing on Thy wings.
J. M. Noah.
CHRISTMAS.
75
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a. Hail to the brightness of Zi-on's glad morn-ing
LOWELL MASON. 1830.
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Joy to the lands that in
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Gentiles and Jews the blest vision
behold.
3 Lo, in the desert rich flowers are
springing ;
Streams ever copious are gliding
along ;
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are
ringing
Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in
song.
4 See, from all lands, from the isles of
the ocean,
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;
Fallen are the engines of war and com-
motion ;
Shouts of salvation are rending the
sky.
Thomas Hastings, 1890.
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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.
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 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly de-
votion,
Odors of Edom, and offerings divine ?
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the
ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from
the mine?
4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gold would His favor secure:
Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the
poor.
5 Brightest and best of the sons of the
morning,
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us
Thine aid ;
Star of the east, the ^horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is
laid. Reginald Hcber, 1811.
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Ear and heart delighting well;
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Saving us from sin and hell;
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Strength to them who else had halted,
Eyes to blind, and feet to lame.
5 Jesus, we Th}' Name adoring
Long to see Thee as Thou art;
Of Thy clemency imploring.
So to write it in our heart,
That hereafter, upwards soaring,
We with angels may have part.
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His rising beams adorn:
Let heaven and earth in concert join,
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4 Glory to God in highest strains
B3' highest worlds is paid;
Be glory then by us proclaimed,
And by our lives displayed.
5 When shall we reach those blissful realms,
Where Christ exalted reigns,
And learn of the celestial choir
Their own immortal strains ?
Philip Doddridae, 1740.
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Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing:
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Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
3 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.
Amen.
James Montgomery, 1819.
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2 The Lord, who left the heav'ns
Our life and peace to bring,
To dwell in lowliness with men,
Their Pattern and their King:
3 He to the lowly soul
Doth still Himself impart,
And for His dwelling and His throne
Chooseth the pure in heart.
4 Lord, we Thy presence seek!
May ours this blessing be:
Give us a pure and lowly heart,
A temple meet for Thee. John Kebie,i8i9.
CHRISTMAS.
39
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They never sank so low,
'hey are not raised so high;
'hey never knew such depths of woe,
uch heights of majesty.
The Saviour did not join
'heir nature to His own;
'or them He shed no blood divine,
Jbr breathed a single groan.
1 May we with angels vie,
"he Saviour to adore;
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Who from this world of sin,
3y cruel Herod's ruthless sword
Those precious ones didst win.
\ Baptized in their own blood,
Earth's untried perils o'er,
[hey passed unconsciously the flood,
And safely gained the shore.
! Glory to Thee for all
The ransomed infant band,
rVho since that hour have heard Thy call,
And reached the quiet land.
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Like theirs, were pure and bright !
Oh that as free from deeds of sin
We shrank not from Thy sight !
5 Lord, help us every hour
Thy cleansing grace to claim;
In life to glorify Thy power
In death to praise Thy name.
Emma Toke.
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1 Father ! our hearts we lift
Up to Thy gracious throne,
And thank Thee for the precious gift
Of Thine incarnate Son,
2 Jesus, the Holy Child,
Doth, by His birth, declare,
That God and man are reconciled,
And one in Him we are.
3 A peace on earth He brings,
Which nevermore shall end;
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings,
Declares Himself our Friend.
4 Oh ! may we all receive
The new-born Prince of peace;
And meekly in His spirit live,
And in His love increase.
Charles Wesley, 1746.
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A voice of more than mortal sound,
In distant Alleluias stole,
Wild murm'ring o'er the raptured soul.
3 Then swift to every startled eye,
New streams of glory light the sky,
Heaven bursts her azure gates, to pour
Her Spirits to the midnight hour.
4 On wheels of light, on wings of flame?
The glorious hosts of Zion came;
High heaven with songs of triumph rang,
While loud they struck their harps and
sang.
5 He comes! to cheer the trembling heart;
Bid Satan and his wiles depart :
Again the day-star gilds the gloom,
Again the bowers of Eden bloom !
6 0 Zion ! lift thy raptured eye,
The long-expected hour is nigh.
Sing praises, with the angel host,
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Thomas Campbell, 1820.
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1 Not by the martyr's death alone
The martyr's crown in heaven is won:
There is a triumph set on high
For bloodless fields of victory.
2 What though he was not called to feel
The cross, or flame, or torturing wheel,
Yet daily to the world he died,
His flesh, through grace, he crucified.
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Enough if perfect love arise
To Christ a grateful sacrifice.
4 When self-control the flesh subdues,
And faith the wayward soul imbues,
Love, with her torch-light from the skies,
Shall fire the holy sacrifice.
5 Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn,
That we to die through life may learn;
And when this fleeting life is o'er
May live with Thee for evermore.
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Translation Compiled.
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1 0 Thou, who gav'st Thy servant grace
On Thee the living rock to rest,
To look on Thine unveiled face,
And lean on Thy protecting breast;
2 Grant us, 0 King of mercy, still
To feel Thy presence from above,
And in Thy word and in Thy will
To hear Thy voice and know Thy love;
3 And when the toils of life are done,
And nature waits Thy just decree,,
To find our rest beneath Thy throne,
And look in certain hope to Thee.
Reginald Hebtr.
CHRISTMAS.
STELLA. L. M. D.
JAMES MILLAR. 1754.
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Deep horror then my vitals froze;
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem;
When suddenly a star arose, —
It was the Star of Bethlehem !
3 It was my guide, my light, my all;
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And, through the storm and danger's thrall,
It led me to the port of peace.
Now, safely moored, m}T perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,
Forever, and for evermore, —
The Star, the Star of Bethlehem !
Henry Kirke White, 1806.
F. M. A. VENUA. 1788.
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3 Remember, Thou, who all didst make,
How, for Thy fallen creatures' sake,
Thou, in the Holy Virgin's womb,
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5 Thou from the Father's throne didst come
To call His banished children home;
And heaven and earth, and sea and shore
His love who sent Thee here adore.
6 And gladsome too are we to-day,
Whose guilt Thy blood has washed away ;
Redeemed, the new-made song we sing;
It is the birthday of our King.
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NEW YEAR.
SAMUEL WEBBE. 1770.
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ORLANDO GIBBONS. 1623.
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Lord of lords, and King of kings !
Henry Downton, 1843.
NEW YEAR.
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All its busy scenes are o'er,
All its joys for ever fled.
All its sorrows felt no more.
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Its remembrance shall decay;
Set to be revived at last
At the solemn judgment-day.
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3 All our follies. Lord, forgive !
Cleanse us from each guilty stain;
Let Thy grace within us live.
That we spend not years in vain.
Then, when life's last eve shall come,
Happy spirits, may we fly
To our everlasting home,
To our Father's house on high !
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CHARLES BCRKEY, 1760.
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Still we are guarded by our God,
By His incessant bounty fed,
By His unerring counsel led.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to Thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before Thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depressed,
Be Thou our jo\', and Thou our rest ;
Thy goodness all our hope shall raise,
Adored through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt these song&
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our Helper, God, in whom we trust.
In better worlds, our souls shall boast.
Philip Doddridge.
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CREATION. L. M. D.
FRANCIS JOSEPH HAYDN. 1798.
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Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours,
Through all our coasts redundant stores:
And winters, softened by Thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.
3 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and
days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.
Here in Thy house let incense rise,
And circling Sabbaths bless our e3res,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.
Philip Doddridge.
THOS. HASTINGS.
1. Thy blood, 0 Christ, hath made our peace ; Not only that, whereby The gronnd of Calvary was stained, When Thou wert hung on high.
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The legal rite of pain.
4 And as with suffering and with Thee
Our 3'early course begins ;
So teach us to renounce the flesh
And put away our sins ;
5 That in the Israel of Thy Church
We may not lose our part:
In spirit and in body pure,
And circumcised in heart.
Henry Alford, 1846.
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At which we bend the knee ;
They call Thee Jesus, Child divine !
Our Jesus deign to be.
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And waves below, can never move.
3 While all things change,He changes not;
He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot ;
His love will ever be the same ;
His word, enduring as His name.
4 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise
The blessings of His wondrous grace !
Jesus, your everlasting tower,
Can bear, unmoved, the tempest's power.
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1 No change of time shall ever shock
My firm affection, Lord, to Thee ;
For Thou hast always been my Rock,
A Fortress and Defence to me.
2 Thou my Deliverer art, 0 God :
My trust is in Thy mighty power,
Thou art my Shield from foes abroad,
At home my Safeguard and my Tower.
3 To Thee wll I address m}r prayer,
To whom all praise we justly owe ;
So shall I, by Thy watchful care,
Be guarded safe from every foe.
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2 Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring :
All nations shall adore Him ;
His praise all people sing ;
For He shall have dominion
O'er river, sea, and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion
Or dove's light wing can soar.
3 For Him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend ;
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end.
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The heavenly dew shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.
4 O'er every foe victorious,
He On His throne shall rest ;
From age to age more glorious,
All-blessing and all-blessed.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove ;
His name shall stand for ever ;
His great, best name of Love !
James Montgomery, 1822.
CESAR H. A. MALAN. 1830.
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2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord !
Let Thy love on all be poured ;
Let the nations shout and §ing
Olory to their Saviour King ;
At Thy feet their tribute pay,
And Thy holy will obey.
3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord !
Earth shall then her fruits^afford,
Grod to man His blessings give,
Man to God devoted live ;
All below, and all above,
One in joy, and light, and love. h. f. Lyte.
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To that lowly manger-bed ;
There to bend the knee before
Him whom heaven and earth adore ;
So may we with willing feet
Ever seek Thy mercy- seat.
3 As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare ;
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ ! to Thee, our heavenly King.
4 Holy Jesus ! every day
Keep us in the narrow way ;
And when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds Thy glory hide.
5 In the heavenly country bright
Need they no created light ;
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,
Thou its Sun which goes not down ;
There for ever may we sing
Alleluias to our King.
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1 Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light ;
Sun of righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night :
Day-spring from on high, draw near ;
Day-star in our hearts appear.
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by Thee ;
Joyless is the day's return,
Till Thy mercy's beams we see :
Lord, Thy inward light impart,
Cheering each benighted heart.
3 Visit every soul of Thine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill with radiancy divine,
Scatter all our unbelief:
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day,
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Into every troubled breast,
Let us all in Thee inherit,
Let us find the promised rest ;
Take away our power of sinning,
Alpha and Omega be ;
End of faith, as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.
3 Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all Thy life receive,
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more Thy temples leave ;
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve Thee as Thy hosts above,
Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing,
Glory in Thy perfect love.
4 Finish, then, Thy new creation,
Pure and sinless let us be ;
Let us see Thy great salvation
Perfectly restored in Thee,
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
Charles Wesley, 1746,
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Our souls with terror fill,
Arise, and be our helper, Lord,
And speak Thy " Peace, be still,"
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Stretch forth Thy healing hand, and make us whole ;
Oh ! bend our stubborn knees to kneel to Thee ;
Speak but the word, and we once more are free.
3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of Thy love,
Thy love which can all guilt, all pain remove ;
Nigh to our souls Thy great salvation bring,
Then sickness hath no pang, and death no sting.
4 We hail this pledge in all Thy deeds of grace ;
As once disease and sorrow fled Thy face,
So, when that face again unveiled we see
Sickness and tears and death no more shall be.
5 Then grant us strength to pray " Thy kingdom come,"
When we shall know Thee in Thy Father's home,
And at Thy great Epiphany adore
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4 When death's dark sea we cross,
Be with us in Thy power,
Nor let the water-floods prevail
In that dread trial hour.
5 And when, amid the signs
Which speak Thine Advent near,
The roaring of the sea and waves
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Thy raging tempest see,
Lift up our heads and hail with joy
Thy great Epiphany.
7 All praise to Thee, of old
By sign and wonder known ;
All praise to Thee, to be revealed
Upon the judgment throne.
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And storm -winds drift us from the shore,
Say (lest we sink to rise no more)
''Peace, be still."
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2 Abide among us with Thy word,
Redeemer whom we love :
Thy help and mercy here afford,
And life with Thee above.
3 Abide among us with Thv ray,
0 Light that lighten'st all ;
And let Thy truth preserve our way,
Nor suffer us to fall.
4 Abide with us to bless us still,
O bounteous Lord of peace ;
With grace and power our souls fulfill,
Our faith and love increase.
5 Abide among us as our shield,
0 Captain of Thy host ;
That to the world we may not yield,
Nor e'er forsake our post.
6 Abide with us in faithful love,
Our God and Saviour be !
Thy help at need, oh ! let us prove,
And keep us true to Thee.
J. Sfpgmann.
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1 0 Jesus, King most wonderful,
Thou Conqueror renowned ,
Spirit of grace ineffable,
In whom all joys are found !
2 When once Thou visitest the heart,
Then truth begins to shine ;
Then earthly vanities depart ;
Then wakens love divine.
3 0 Jesus, Light of all below !
Thou Fount of living fire,
Surpassing all the joys we know
And all we can desire.
4 May every heart confess Thy name,
And ever Thee adore ;
And seeking Thee, itself inflame
To seek Thee more and more.
5 Thee may our tongues forever bleas ;
Thee may we love alone ;
And ever in our lives express
The image of Thine Own.
Bernard of Giairvaux.
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And endless praises 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 joyful prisoner bursts 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 !
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come,
We walk through deserts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heaven, our home,
Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies ;
She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she pries,
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While faith inspires a heavenly ray ;
Though lions roar and tempests blow,
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abram, by divine command,
Left his own house to walk with God ;
His faith beheld the promised land,
And fired his zeal along the road.
Isaac Walts, 1709,
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1 God in His earthly temples lays
Foundations for His heavenly praise :
He likes the tents of Jacob well ;
But still in Zion loves to dwell.
2 His mercy visits every house,
That pays its night and morning vows ;
But makes a more delightful stay,
Where churches meet to praise and pray.
3 What glories were described of old !
What wonders are of Zion told !
Thou city of our God below !
Thy fame shall Tyre and Eg}rpt know.
4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew,
Shall there begin their lives anew ;
Angels and men shall join to sing
The hill where living waters spring.
5 When God makes up His last account
Of natives in His holy mount,
'Twill be an honor to appear
As one new-born and nourished there.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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2 He calls His chosen from afar,
They all at Zions gates arrive ;
Those who were dead in sin before,
By sovereign grace are made alive.
3 Gentiles and Jews His laws obey,
Nations remote their offerings bring,
And unconstrained their homage pay
To their exalted God and King.
4 O may His holy Church increase,
His Word and Spirit still prevail,
While angels celebrate His praise,
And saints His growing glories hail !
5 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below, and all above !
In lofty songs exalt His name, —
In sonsrs as lasting as His love.
Benj. Beddome.
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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
Oh, gently seek ! Thy healing be
To every wounded conscience given,
And let them also share Thy heaven.
3 Oh 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 ancl the cold,
Recall the wanderers from Thy fold j
Unite those now who walk apart,
Confirm the weak and doubting heart.
5 So they, with us, ma}- evermore
Such grace with wondering thanks adore,
And endless praise to Thee be given,
By all Thy Church in earth and heaven.
Catharine Winkworth.
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1 The billows swell, the winds are high ;
Clouds overcast my wintry sky :
Out of the depths to Thee I call ;
M}* fears are great, my strength is small.
2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform,
And guide and guard me through the storm,
Defend me from each threatening ill :
Control the waves; say, "Peace ! be still."
3 Amid the roaring of the sea,
M}r soul still hangs her hope on Thee ;
Thy constant love, Thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.
4 Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck.
My Saviour through the floods I seek :
Let neither winds nor stormy main
Force back my shattered bark again.
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My Treasure, my Glory, my God and my All.
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At hell's dark door we lay ;
But we arise by grace divine,
To see a heavenly da}*.
3 Salvation ! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
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1 Oh. for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemers praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace !
2 My gracious Master and my^God,
Assist me to proclaim.
To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of Thy name.
3 Jesus ! the name that calms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease —
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'Tis music to my ravished ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the power of reigning sin,
He sets the prisoner free ;
His blood can make the foulest clean :
His blood availed for me.
5 He speaks, and, listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive ;
The mourning, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.
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Ye blind, behold your Saviour come,
And leap, ye lame, for joy !
7 Look unto Him, ye nations ; own
Your God, ye fallen race ;
Look, and be saved through faith alone,
Be justified by grace.
Charles Wesley.
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2 The root of David, here we find,
And offspring is the same ;
Eternity and time are joined
In our Immanuel's name.
3 Blest He that comes to wretched men,
With peaceful news from heaven ;
Hosannas of the highest strain,
To Christ the Lord be given !
4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take
The hosanna on their tongues,
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3 0 love, 0 truth, 0 light !
Light never to decay !
0 rest from thousand labors past !
O endless Sabbath-day !
4 Here amid cares and tears,
Bearing the seed we come ;
There with rejoicing hearts we bring
Our harvest-burdens home.
5 Give, mighty Lord divine,
The fruits Thyself dost love ;
Soon shalt Thou from Thy judgment seat,
Crown Thine own gifts above.
Latin Hymn. Trans. Jas. B. Woodford.
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1 Not by Thy mighty Hand,
Thy wondrous works alone,
But by the marvels of Thy word,
Thy glory, Lord, is known.
2 Forth from the eternal gates,
Thine everlasting home,
To sow the seed of truth below,
Thou didst vouchsafe to come.
3 And still from age to age
Thou, gracious Lord, hast been
The Bearer forth of goodly seed,
The Sower still unseen.
4 And Thou wilt come again,
And heaven beneath Thee bow,
To reap the harvest Thou hast sown,
Sower and Reaper Thou.
5 Watch, Lord, Thy harvest-field
With Thine unsleeping eye ;
The children of the Kingdom keep
• To Thine Epiphany.
6 That when in Thy great day
The tares shall severed be,
We may be gathered by Thy grace
With all Thy saints to Thee.
J. R. Woodford.
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1 Teach me, my God and King,
Thy will in all to see ;
And what I do in any thing,
To do it as for Thee.
2 To scorn the senses' sway,
While still to Thee I tend ;
In all I do, be Thou the Way,
In all, be Thou the End.
3 All may of Thee partake ;
Nothing so small can be,
But draws, when acted for Thy sake,
Greatness and worth from Thee :
4 If done beneath Thy laws,
E'en servile labors shine ;
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause ;
The meanest work divine.
George Herbert.
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3 Blest were the eyes which saw
That wondrous mysterj',
The great beginning of Thy works,
That kindled faith in Thee.
4 And blessed they who know
Thine unseen Presence true,
When in the Kingdom of Thy grace
Thou makest all things new.
5 For by Thy loving hand
Thy people still are fed ;
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And Thou the heavenly Bread.
6 Oh may that grace be ours.
In Thee for aye to live,
And drink of those refreshing streams
Which Thou alone canst give.
7 So, led from strength to strength,
Grant us, 0 Lord, to see
The marriage Supper of the Lamb,
Thy great Epiphany.
Hyde W. Beadon.
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The Jewish world knew not their King,
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3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made ;
Send down Thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.
6 We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne ;
My faith shall— "Abba, Father ! "—cry,
And Thou the kindred own.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
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In weakness, my almighty power ;
In bonds, my perfect liberty ;
My refuge in temptation's hour ;
My comfort 'midst all grief and thrall ;
My life in death, my All in all.
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The mighty truth to know,
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
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Here on the holy Mount with Thee :
When darkling in the depths of night,
When dazzled with excess of light,
We bow before the heavenly Voice
That bids bewildered souls rejoice,
Though love wax cold, and faith be dim —
"This is my Son — Oh hear ye Him."
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All His mighty acts record.
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WAREHAM. L. M.
WILLIAM KNAPP. 1760.
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Children of faith the}' come ; they find
The Prince and Saviour of mankind.
3 They bless the meek and holy Child,
An infant Lord, and Monarch mild :
Their riches at His feet they pour
And with the heart their King adore.
4 0 heavenly Lord, O holy Light,
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What marvels in Thy love we trace,
What power divine, what glorious grace.
5 And now,thou bright and morning star,
Arise again and shine afar
From sea to sea, from shore to shore,
Till utmost tribes their King adore.
Latin Hymn.
Translation Compiled.
129
1 Through Israel's coasts, in times of old,
When Thou didst dwell with men below,
By signs and wonders manifold
Thou didst, O Lord, Thy glory show.
2 But not alone Thy mighty power
Shone forth from every wondrous sign :
Day unto day, and hour to hour,
Spoke forth thy love and grace divine.
3 And now Thou reignest, Lord, above,
We none the less Thy wonders trace :
Unwearied are Thy calls of love,
Unspent Thy miracles of grace.
4 Thou who didst make the water wine,
Our earthly with Thy heavenly fill :
Our scant obedience change to Thine,
Our passions to Thy blessed will.
Henry Al/ord.
130
1 On Tabors top the Saviour stands,
His altered face resplendent shines
And while He elevates His hands,
Lo ! gloiy marks its gentle lines !
2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait
Upon their suffering Prince below ;
But while they worship at His feet,
They talk of fast approaching woe.
3 Amid the lustre of the scene,
To Calvary He turns His eyes,
And with submission, all serene,
He marks the future tempest rise.
4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer,
Where all His beaming glories shine,
And gazing on His brightness there,
Our woes forget in jO}rs divine.
5 Oh, that on yonder heavenly hills,
Where now the risen Saviour stands,
And peace, like softest dew, distils—
I too may elevate my hands.
EPIPHANY.— MISSIONS.
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Our hopes revive, our courage raise ;
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Recall the wandering spirits home :
From Z ion's mount send forth the sound
To spread the spacious earth around,
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Tell it out among the heathen, bid them break their chains;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
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3 Tell ft out among the people, Jesus reigns above;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it oui among the nations that His reign is love ;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the highways and the lanes at home,
Let it ring across the mountains and the ocean's foam.
That the weary, heavy-laden, need no longer roam ;
Tell It out! Tell it out! Frances R. HavergaL
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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, 0 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 spreads from pole to pole ;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Reginald Heber,
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Our country's voice is pleading.
Ye men of God, arise !
His providence is leading,
The land before you lies ;
Day-gleams are o'er it brightening,
And promise clothes the soil ;
Wide fields, for harvest whitening,
Invite the reaper's toil.
2 Go, where the waves are breaking
On California's shore,
Christ's precious Gospel taking,
More rich than golden ore ;
On Alleghan}T's mountains,
Through all the western vale,
Beside Missouri's fountains,
Rehearse the wondrous tale.
3 The love of Christ unfolding,
Speed on from east to west,
Till all, His cross beholding,
In Him are fully blest.
Great Author of salvation,
Haste, haste the glorious day,
When we, a ransomed nation,
Thy sceptre shall obey.
Mrs. M. F. Anderson, 1848.
EPIPHANY.— MISSIONS.
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And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude above ;
While sinners, now confessing,
The Gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing, —
A nation in a day.
3 Blest river of salvation !
Pursue thine onward way ;
Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay :
Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home ;
Stay not till all the holy
Proclaim — "The Lord is come ! "
Samuel F. Smith, 1831.
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1 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus !
Ye soldiers of the cross ;
Lift high His royal banner,
It must not suffer loss :
From victory unto victory
His army shall He lead,
Till every foe is vanquished,
And Christ is Lord indeed.
2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus !
The trumpet call obey ;
Forth to the mighty conflict,
In this His glorious da}r :
"Ye that are men, now serve Him,"
Against unnumbered foes ;
Let courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.
3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus !
Stand in His strength alone ;
The arm of flesh will fail you —
Ye dare not trust your own :
Put on the Gospel armor,
And, watching unto pra}-er,
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.
4 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus !
The strife will not be long ;
This day, the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song :
To him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be ;
He with the King of glory
Shall reign eternally !
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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 do for Jesus,
Will be precious in His sight.
3 If you cannot be the watchman,
Standing high on Zion's wall,
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering life and peace to all ;
With your prayers and with your
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You can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet's hands.
4 While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you,
Let none hear you idly saying,
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Gladly take the task He gives you,
Let His work your pleasure be ;
Answer quickly when He calleth,
"Here am I, 0 Lord, send me."
D. March.
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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 ?
Bounteous shall God send the harvest,
If thou sow'st with liberal hand.
Mrs. Phoebe A. Hanaford.
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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.
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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 ;
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2 Jesus, Lord and Master,
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Often have we left Thee,
Often gone astray ;
Keep us, mighty Saviour,
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In the way we go ;
Lead us on victorious
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Bid Thine angels shield us
When the storm-clouds lower,
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In the last dread hour. — Ref.
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Let light and order spring.
4 All on the earth, arise,
To God the Saviour sing ',
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven,
Let echoing anthems ring.
Ralph Wardlaw. 1806.
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The world to Christ we bring,
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The wayward and the lost,
By restless passions tossed,
Redeemed at countless cost,
From dark despair.
3 Christ for the world we sing ;
The world to Christ we bring,
With one accord ;
With us the work to share,
With us reproach to dare,
With us the cross to bear,
For Christ our Lord.
4 Christ for the world we sing ;
The world to Christ we bring,
With joyful song ;
The new-born souls, whose days,
Reclaimed from error's ways,
Inspired with hope and praise,
To Christ belong.
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When man works no more.
3 Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies ;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more ;
Work while the night is darkening,
When man's work is o'er.
ArmaL. Walker.
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"I am Jehovah, G-od alone ;"
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.
3 Almighty G-od, Thy grace proclaim
In every land, of every name ;
Let adverse powers before Thee fall,
And crown the Saviour, Lord of all !
Wm. Shrubsole, 1795.
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1 Ascend Thy throne, Almighty King,
And spread Thy glories all abroad ;
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And be Thou known the gracious Grod.
2 Let millions bow before Thy seat,
'Let humble mourners seek Thy face,
Bring daring rebels to Thy feet,
Subdued by Thy victorious grace.
3 Oh let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord ;
Let saints and angels praise Thy name,
Be Thou through heav'nand earth ador'd.
Benj. Beddome.
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In crowded mart, by stream or sea,
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Hear not the message sent from Thee!
Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call
thoughtless young, the hardened
scattered, homeless flock, till all [old,
Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold.
4 Send them Thy might}7 word to speak,
Till faith shall dawn, and doubt depart,
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.
W. C. Bryant.
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Shall see from far the glorious sight,
And nations, gathering at the call,
Their spirits kindle in its light.
4 Uplift the banner ! Let it float
Sky- ward and sea- ward, high and wide;
Our glory only in the Cross,
Our only hope the Crucified.
5 Uplift the banner ! Wide and high
Sea-ward and sky-ward let it shine ;
Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours ;
We conquer only in that sign.
George W. Doane.
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Bright with the beams of truth divine ;
Then shall thy radiance stream afar.
Wide as the heathen nations are.
3 Gentiles and kings thy light shall view,
And shall admire and love thee too : —
They come, like clouds across the sky,
As doves that to their windows fly.
Jr. Shrubsole, 1796.
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Lord of the harvest ! bend Thine ear,
For Zion's heritage appear ;
Oh, send forth lab'rers filled with zeal
Swift to obey their Master's will.
2 Our lifted eyes, O Lord ! behold
The ripening harvest tinged with gold ;
Wide fields are opening to our view ;
The work is great, the lab'rers few.
3 Under the guidance of Thy hand
May Zion's sons to ever}' land
Go forth, to bless the dying race,
As heralds of redeeming grace.
4 Bid all their hearts with ardor glow,
The Saviour's dying love to show,
And spread the Gospel's joyful sound
Far as the race of man is found.
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Still westward, like our fathers, roam,
Still guided by Thy hand.
4 Saviour! we owe this debt of love;
Oh, shed Thy Spirit from above,
To move each Christian breast ;
Till heralds shall Thy truth proclaim,
And temples rise to fix Thy name,
Through all our desert west.
2 Then through our solitary coast,
The desert features soon were lost,
Thy temples there arose;
Our shores, as culture made -them fair,
Were hallowed by Thy rites, by pray'r
And blossomed as the rose.
3 And Oh! may we repay this debt
To regions solitary yet
Within our spreading land!
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2 Majesty combined with meekness,
Righteousness and peace unite
To ensure Thy blessed conquests
Take possession of Thy right,
Ride triumphant,
Decked in robes of purest light.
3 Blest are they that touch Thy sceptre,
Blest are all that own Thy reign ;
Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants,
Rescued from its galling chain;
Saints and angels,
All who know Thee, bless Thy reign.
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No might of man avail us:
Our Captain is Immanuel,
And angel comrades hail us!
Still challenge ye His name
"Christ in the flesh who came,"
"The Lord, the Lord of hosts!"
Our cause His succor boasts,
And God shall never fail us.
3 Though earth by peopling fiends be
trod,
Embattled all, yet hidden;
And though their proud usurping gods
O'er thrones and shrines have
stridden
Nay, let them stand revealed,
And darken all the field;
We fear not: fall they must!
The Word, wherein we trust,
Their triumph hath forbidden.
4 While mighty truth with us remains,
Hell's arts shall move us never;
Nor parting friendships, honors,
gains,
Our love from Jesus sever:
They leave us, when they part,
With Him a peaceful heart;
And when from death we rise,
Death yields us, as He dies,
The crown of life forever.
W. M. Hunting.
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LENT— CONFESSION.
1. A- las! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ?
2 Was it for crimes that I 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 God the mighty Maker died
For man the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe :
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'Tis all that I can do.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
155
1 God, my Supporter and my Hope,
My Help forever near!
Thine arm of mercy held me up ,
When sinking in despair.
2 Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet,
Through this dark wilderness :
Thy hand conduct me near Thy seat,
To dwell before Thy face.
3 Were I in heaven without my God,
'Twould be no joy to me;
And, whilst this earth is my abode,
I long for none but Thee.
4 What, if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint?
God is my soul's eternal Kock,
The Strength of every saint.
5 But to draAv near to Thee, my God!
Shall be my sweet employ ; [abroad,
My tongue shall sound' Thy works
And tell the world my joy.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
156
1 How oft, alas! this wretched heart
Has wandered from the Lord!
How oft my roving thoughts depart
Forgetful of His word !
2 Yet sovereign mercy calls— "Return!' '
Dear Lord! and may I come?
My vile ingratitude I mourn;
Oh! take the wanderer home.
3 And canst Thou — wilt Thou yet for-
And bid my crimes remove? [give,
And shall a pardoned rebel live
To speak Thy wondrous love?
4 Almighty grace! Thy healing power,
How glorious, how divine!
That can to life and bliss restore
A heart so vile as mine.
5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet,
Dear Saviour! I adore;
Oh! keep me at Thy sacred feet,
And let me rove no more.
Anne Steele, 1760.
LENT— PENITENCE.
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When first I saw the Lord ?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His word?
3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed !
How sweet their memory still !
But now I find an aching void
The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove! return,
Sweet messenger of rest !
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
And drove Thee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
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158
1 Almighty God, Thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
Now let the dews of heaven descend,
And righteous growth abound.
2 Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove;
But give it root in every heart,
To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy;
But let it yield an hundred fold
Returns of peace and joy:
4 Nor let Thy Word, so kindly sent
To raise us to Thy throne,
Go back to Thee, and 'sadly tell
That we reject Thy Son.
5 Oft as the precious seed is sown,
Thy quickening grace bestow,
That all, whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.
Jno. Cawood, 1825.
159
1 When, wounded sore, the stricken-soul
Lies bleeding and unbound,
One only hand, a pierced hand,
Can heal the sinner's wound.
2 When sorrow swells the laden breast,
And tears of anguish flow,
One only heart, a broken heart,
Can feel the sinner's woe.
3 When penitence has wept in vain
Over some foul dark spot,
One only stream, a stream of blood,
Can wash away the blot.
4 'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white,
His hand that brings relief, [joys?
His heart, that's touched with all our
And feels for all our grief.
5 Lift up Thy bleeding hand, O Lord,
Unseal that cleansing tide;
We have no shelter from our sin
But in Thy wounded side.
Oecil Francis Alexander.
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LENT— CONFESSION.
LOWELL MASON.
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By earth's low cares so oft betrayed,
From Jesus to depart.
3 But He for His own mercy's sake,
My wandering soul restores;
He bids the mourning heart partake
The pardon it implores.
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The deep repentant sigh,
Confirm the kind, forgiving word,
With pity in Thine eye.
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5 Then shall the mourner at Thy feet
Rejoice to seek Thy face;
J And, grateful, own how kind, how sweet,
Thy condescending grace.
Anne Steele.
161
Jesus, with all Thy saints above,
My tongue would bear her part:
Would sound aloud Thy saving love,
And sing Thy bleeding heart.
2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with His blood,
And quenched His Father's flaming sword
In His own vital flood:
3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul
From Satan's heavy chains,
And sent the Lion down to howl
Where hell and horror reigns.
4 All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing praise,
While augels live to know His name,
Or saints to feel His grace.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
GEORGE KINGSLEY.
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That pitied dying men,
The Father sent His equal Son
To give them life again.
3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed
With a revenging rod,
!No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.
4 But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When .Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.
5 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls
Accept Thine offered grace:
We bless the great Redeemer's love,
And give the Father praise.
I. Watts.
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Thy law demands a perfect heart;
But we're defiled in every part.
3 Great God, create my heart anew,
And form my spirit pure and true:
Oh, make me wise betimes to see
My danger and my remedy.
4 Behold, I fall before Thy face;
My only refuge is Thy grace:
No outward forms can make me clean;
The leprosy lies deep within.
5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling
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Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.
6 Jesus, my God, Thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to atone;
Thy blood can make me white as snow;
No Jewish types could cleanse me so.
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Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease;
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And make rnv broken bones rejoice.
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1 The God of mercy warns us all
From day to day, from year to year;
And each must hear His awful call,
"No longer stand ye idle here.*'
2 Ye, whose young cheeks with health
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Whose hands are strong, whose hearts
are clear,
Why will ye waste the morning light ?
Alas, why stand ye idle here?
3 And ye, whose scanty locks of .gray
Foretell your latest travail near,
How swiftly fades your closing day,
And yet ye stand thus idle here.
4 O Thou, in heaven and earth adored.
Who makest erring souls Thy care,
Now call us to Thy vineyard, Lord,
And give us grace to serve Thee there.
Hymn. Christ.
165
1 Behold a Stranger at the door:
He gently knocks, has knocked before;
Has waited long, is waiting still:
You treat no other friend so ill.
2 Oh, lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and open hands:
Oh, matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes !
3 Rise, touched with gratitude divine,
Turn out His enemy and thine;
Turn out thy soul-enslaving sin,
And let the heavenly Stranger in.
4 Oh, welcome Him, the Prince of Peace!
Now may His gentle reign increas* !
Throw wide the door, each willing mind;
And be His empire all mankind.
Jos. Qrigg 1765.
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Cast out and banished from Thy sight;
Thy holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more. •
4 Though I have grieved Thy Spirit,
Lord,
His help and comfort still afford;
And let a sinner seek Thy throne,
To plead the merits of Thy Son.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
168
1 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb,
With wonder, gratitude and love !
To take away our guilt and shame, •
See Him descending from above.
2 Our sins and griefs on Him were laid;
He meekly bore the mighty load:
Our ransom-price He fully paid,
In groans and tears, in sweat and blood.
3 To save a guilty world He dies;
Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb I
To Him lift up your longing eyes,
And hope for mercy in His name.
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Salvation in His name is found,
He bids the dying sinner live.
5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to Thee:
Where else can helpless sinners go ?
Thy boundless love shall set me free
From all my wretchedness and woe.
2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each
spot,
O Lamb of God ! I come — I come !
3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God ! I come— I come !
4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind !
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God ! I come — I come !
■5 Just as I am; Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God ! I come — I come !
6 Just as I am; Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down ;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God ! I come — I come !
Charlotte Elliott, 1836.
167
1 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry,
Though all my crimes before Thee lie,
Behold me not with angry look,
But blot their memory from Thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.
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Great God, Thy nature hath no bound,
So let Thy pardoning love be found.
3 Oh, wash my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain mine eyes.
4 My lips with shame my sins confess
Against Thy law, against Thy grace;
Lord, should Thy judgments grow
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I am condemned, but Thou art clear.
5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord !
Whose hope, still hovering round Thy
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Would light on some sweet promise
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Some sure support against despair.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
170
1 Thou loving Saviour of mankind,
Before Thy throne we pray and weep;
Oh, strengthen us, with grace divine,
This sacred fast aright to keep.
2 Searcher of hearts ! Thou dost our ills
Discern and all our weakness know:
Again to Thee in tears we turn;
Again to us Thy mercy show.
3 Much have we sinned, but we confess
Our guilt and all our faults deplore:
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These fainting souls to health restore !
4 And grant us, while by fasts we strive
This mortal body to control,
To fast from all the food of sin,
And so to purify the soul.
Gregory the Great. Translated by E. Caswatt.
171
1 With broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;
Thy pardoning grace is rich and free:
O God, be merciful to me !
2 I smite upon my troubled breast,
With deep and conscious guilt op-
pressed ;
Christ and His cross my only plea:
O God, be merciful to me !
3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes,
Nor dare uplift them to the skies;
But Thou dost all my anguish see:
O God, be merciful to me !
4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done,
Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee:
O God, be merciful to me!
5 And when redeemed from sin and hell,
With all the ransomed throng I dwell,
My raptured song shall ever be,
God has been merciful tome !
C. Elven, 1852.
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DENNIS. S. M.
H. G. NAGELI, 1768-1836.
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To heaven I lift mine eyes.
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The crimes which I have done;
Bid a repenting sinner live,
Through Thine Incarnate Son.
3 Guilt, like a heavy load,
Upon my conscience lies;
To Thee I make my sorrows known,
And lift my weeping eyes.
4 The burden which I feel,
Thou canst alone remove;
Do Thou display Thy pardoning grace,
And Thine unbounded love.
Benjamin Beddome, 1790.
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1 When overwhelmed with grief,
My heart within me dies,
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Oh, lead me to the Rock
That's high above my head !
And make the covert of Thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within Thy presence, Lord,
Forever I'll abide:
Thou art the tower of my defense,
The refuge where I hide.
Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear Thy name ;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
Isaac Watts.
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He shed those tears for thee.
3 He wept that we might weep,
Might weep our sin and shame;
He wept to show His love for us,
And bid us love the same.
4 Then tender be our hearts,
Our eyes in sorrow dim,
Till every tear from every eye
Is wiped away by Him.
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MIRIAM. 7> & 6>. D.
J. P. HOLBROOK. 1865.
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2 My sins, my sins, my Saviour !
How sad on Thee they fall !
Seen through Thy gentle patience,
I tenfold feel them all.
I know they are forgiven ;
But still, their pain to me
Is all the grief and anguish
They laid, my Lord, on Thee.
3 My sins, my sins, my Saviour !
Their guilt I never knew,
Till, with Thee, in the desert
I near Thy passion drew,
Till, with Thee, in the garden
I heard Thy pleading prayer,
And saw the sweat -drops bloody
That told Thy sorrow there.
4 Therefore my songs, my Saviour !
E'en in this time of woe,
Shall tell of all Thy goodness
To suffering man below.
Thy goodness and Thy favor,
Whose presence from above,
Rejoice those hearts my Saviour,
That live in Thee, and love.
Jno. S. B. Morma, t988.
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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 stain remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus;
All fullness dwells in Him;
He heals all my*liseases,
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.
H. Bonar, 1857.
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2 Other refuge have I none ;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ;
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed;
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
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3 Thou, O Christ ! 'art all I want;
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy name,
I am all unrighteousness;
Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin ;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
Charles Wesley, 17U0.
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2 Sunbeams scorching all the day:
Chilly dewdrops nightly shed:
Prowling beasts about Thy way,
Stones Thy pillow, earth Thy bed.
3 Shall we not Thy sorrow share,
And from earthly joys abstain,
Fasting with unceasing prayer,
Glad with Thee to suffer pain ?
4 And if Satan vexing sore
Flesh or spirit should assail,
Thou, his Vanquisher before,
Grant we may not faint nor fail.
5 So shall we have peace divine,
Holier gladness ours shall be:
Round us too shall angels shine,
Such as ministered to Thee.
Geo. H. Smyttan.
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By Thy life of want and tears;
By Thy days of sore distress,
In the savage wilderness;
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Of the insulting Tempter's power,
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Hear our solemn Litany.
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O er the grave where Lazarus slept:
By the boding tears that flowed
Over Salem's loved abode;
By the anguished eye that told
Treachery lurked within the fold:
From Thy seat above the sky
Hear our solemn Litany.
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By Thine agony of prayer;
By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
Piercing spear and torturing scorn;
By the gloom that veiled the skies
O'er the dreadful sacrifice:
Listen to our humble cry,
Hear our solemn Litany.
By Thy deep expiring groan;
By the sad sepulchral stone:
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God !
Oh ! from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, re-ascended Lord:
Listen, listen to the cry
Of our solemn Litany.
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4 Still for me the Saviour stands,
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Jesus weeps, and loves me still.
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Trampled on His precious blood,
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Grieved Him by a thousand falls.
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Let me now my fall lament —
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From Thee can pardon win,
Unless the heart be moved with grief,
And penitent for sin.
3 With Thee avail not smitten breast,
Sad face, and garments rent,
Unless the contrite soul be sad,
And all its guilt lament.
With tears that speak a mourning
We Thee entreat, O God, [heart,
From us Thine anger turn away,
And stay the avenging rod.
Thou art a righteous Judge; oh, deign.
To spare the bruised reed: p
We pray for time to turn again,
For grace to turn indeed.
Blest Trinity in Unity,
Vouchsafe us, in Thy love,
To gather from these fasts below
Immortal fruit above.
Latin Hymn. Translated by J. Chandler.
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2 Thou, Thou, my Jesus, full of grace,
Didst me upou the cross embrace;
Didst bear the nails, the bloody spear,
The great disgrace the rabble's jeer.
3 Innumerable griefs were Thine, [mine!
Great sweats and anguish, Lord, of
The pangs of d#ith, and all for me,
That I, poor wretch , might come to Thee!
4 Then why not love with all my heart?
O Jesus, most beloved Thou art!
Not that Thou sav'st my soul above,
Nor me condemn'st, do I Thee love.
5 Not for the hope of sure reward,
But for Thv love, O blessed Lord!
My love is Thine, and e'er shall be, [me!
Because, my King, Thou reign'st o'er
Fraiicis Xavier. Trans, by C. C. Cox.
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1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
Unite my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there.
2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray!
All pain before its presence flies:
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
Where'er its healing beams arise.
3 Oh, let Thy love my soul inflame,
And to Thy service sweetly bind;
Transfuse it through my inmost frame,
And mould me wholly to Thy mind.
4 Thy love, in suffering, be my peace;
Thy love, in weakness, make me strong;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Thy love shall be, iu heaven, my song.
Paul Gerhardt, 1659. Trans, by John Wesley, 17S9.
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From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
3 When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies —
E'en then, this shall be all my plea:
Jesus hath lived, hath died for me.
4 Oh , let the dead now hear Thy voice!
Bid, Lord, Thy mourning ones rejoice!
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness.
Zinzendorf. Tram, by John Wesley.
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GALILEE. L. M.
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4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe,
Jesus, Thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head and cheer my heart.
5 Saviour, where'er Thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untried, I follow Thee;
Oh, let Thy hand support me still,
And lead me to Thy holy hill !
Gerhard Tersteegen, 1731. Trans. John Wesley, 1739.
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With steadfast patience arm each breast,
With spotless love, and lowly fear.
S In faith we take the cup from Thee,
Prepared and mingled by Thy skill:
Though bitter to the taste it be,
'Tis strong the wounded soul to heal.
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Be Thou, O Eock of Ages, nigh; [gone;
So shall each murmuring thought be
And grief, and fear, and care shall fly,
As clouds before the mid-day sun.
Oh! speak our warring passions peace;
And bid our trembling hearts, Be still:
Thy power our strength and fortress is,
For all things serve Thy sovereign will.
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When the waves of sorrow roll,
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Pillow of the troubled soul.
Surely, none can feel like Thee,
Weeping One of Bethanyl
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Of the hearts He solaced here.
Lord, when I am called to die,
Let me think of Bethany.
4 Jesus wept! that tear of sorrow
Is a legacy of love;
Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow,
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Thou art all in all to me,
Living One of Bethany. -E. Denny,
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'Tis midnight with ray soul till He,
Bright Morning-iStar! bid darkness flee.
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On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No; when I blush — be this my shame,
That I no more revere His name.
5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
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And by Thee move, and in Thee live.
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Thou giv'st the power, the grace to move;
O wondrous grace! O boundless love!
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That Thou shouldst us to glory bring?
Make slaves the partners of Thy throne,
Decked with a never fading crown?
6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
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"My Lord, mv Love is crucified."
Xicolaus Zinzaidorf. Trans, by J. Wesley.
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1 Forever here my rest shall be,
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1 Lord Jesus, when we stand afar
And gaze upon Thy holy cross,
In love of Thee and scorn of self,
O may we count the world as loss.
2 When we behold Thy bleeding wounds,
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Make us to hate the load of sin
That lay so heavy on our God.
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Embracing in Thy wondrous love
The sinful world that lies below;
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For you He sheds His precious blood.
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1 O Lord, the wilderness to me
A very Paradise shall be,
Since Thou for forty days wast there
In fasting, solitude and prayer.
2 Unworthy though these feet to rest
On ground Thy footsteps once have blest,
The way of sorrows shall be mine,
Made sweet because it first was Thine.
3 Lord, let me find some lowly place
Where I may seek Thy pitying face,
And plead with Thee by Olivet,
By agony and bloody sweat.
4 Some quiet isle or dim recess
Shall make for me a wilderness;
And surely angels shall be there
To wait on penitence and prayer.
5 Nor is this all: for I would know
The depth of shame, the crown of woe;
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Wm, B. Tappan, 1829.
'Tis midnight— and from all remov'd
Immanuel wrestles lone with fears;
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'Tis midnight— and for others' guilt
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Sorrow and love How mingled down;
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Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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4 Here it is I find my heaven,
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5 Love and grief my heart dividing,
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1 O 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 know my life secure;
Only in Thee abiding,
The conflict can endure:
Thine arm the victory gaineth
O'er every 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 power and grace;
Thy beauty, Lord, and glory,
The wonders of Thy love,
Shall be the endless story
Of all Thy saints above.
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1 Resting from His work to-day
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Lying in the rock alone,
Hidden bv the sealed stone.
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Watching long the Magdalene;
Early, ere the break of day,
Sorrowful she took her way
To the holy garden glade,
Where her buried Lord was laid.
3 So with Thee, till life shall end
I wrould solemn vigil spend:
Let me hew Thee, Lord, a shrine
In this rocky heart of mine;
Where in pure embalmed cell
None but Thou may ever dwell.
4 Myrrh and spices will I bring,
True affection's offering;
Close the door from sight and sound
Of the busy world around;
And in patient watch remain
Till my Lord appear again .
Thomas Wliytehead, 181,2.
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2 Once again beside the cross,
All my gain I count but loss;
Earthly pleasures fade away;
Clouds they are that hide my day;
Hence, vain shadows! let me see
Jesus, crucified forme.
3 From beneath that thorny crown
Trickle drops of cleansing down;
Pardon from Thy pierced hand
Now I take, while here I stand;
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:
Ever shall my glory be,
Only, only, only Thee!
Oeo. Dvffield.
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Thy life on earth was one sad weariness ;
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3 How calmly in that tomb Thou liest now,
Thy rest how still and deep! [gives
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In Joseph's rock-hewn cell:
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Horatius Bonar, 1868.
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Lord, restore this sin-sick soul.
4 Lord, my heart would feel and know
All Thine agony and woe,
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Wholly crucified with Thee.
5 Gracious Jesus, Saviour dear!
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By Thy sorrows make me whole.
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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 ;
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Oh, let Thine angel roll the stone away!
5 Oh, by Thy life within us, set us free!
Reveal the glory that is hid with Thee!
Glory to God the Father, God the Son,
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Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.
4 A broken heart, a fount of tears,
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Lord Jesus, may we love and weep,
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Chant His requiem soft and low;
Loftier strains of loud rejoicing
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We worship Thee, repeating:
"Life for the dead is won!"
3 Around Thy tomb, O Jesus,
How sweet the Easter breath;
Hear we not in the breezes
"Where is thy sting, O Death?"
Dark hell flies in commotion,
The heavens their anthems sing;
While far o'er earth and ocean,
Glad hallelujahs ring!
Oh, publish this salvation,
Ye heralds, through the earth,
To every buried nation
Proclaim the day of birth.
Till, rising from their slumbers
In long and ancient night,
The countless heathen numbers
Shall hail the Easter light.
Hail! hail! our Jesus risen!
Sing, ransomed brethren sing!
Through death's dark, gloomy prison,
Let Easter chorals ring.
Haste, haste, ye captive legions,
Accept your glad reprieve;
Come forth from sin's dark regions —
In Jesus' kingdom live.
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Death in vain forbids Him rise;
Christ hath opened Paradise. Alleluia!
4 Lives again our glorious King;
••Where. O Death, is now thy sting?"
Once He died our souls to save;
"Where's thy victory, boasting Grave?"
Alleluia.
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!
Alleluia!
Charles Wesley.
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1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day,
Our triumphant holy day;
Who did once upon the Cross,
Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!
2 Hymns of praise then let us sing
Unto Christ, our heavenly King,
Who endured the Cross and grave,
Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!
3 But the pains which He endured
Our salvation have procured;
Now above the sky He's King,
Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!
Old Latin Air. Trails. 1750.
258 Continued.
2 Hark! the wondering angels raise
Louder notes of joyful praise;
Let the earth's remotest hound
Echo with the blissful sound.
3 Saint- on earth, lift up your eyes;
Now t'> glory Bee Him rise
In long triumph through the sky,
Up to waiting worlds on high.
4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide;
Mighty Conqueror, through them ride!
King of glory mount Thy throne!
Boundless empire is Thine own.
Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs,
Sing and sweep your golden lyres;
Son- of men, in humbler strain
Sing your mighty Saviour's reign.
Every note with wonder swell,
Sin o erthrown, and captive hell!
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Where thy terrors, vanquished king?
Thos. Scott, 1775.
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With sincerity and love,
Eat we manna from above.
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Mighty Victim from the sky!
Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie;
Thou hast conquered in the fight,
Thou hast brought us life and light:
Now no more can Death appal,
Now no more the grave enthral ;
Thou hast opened Paradise,
And in Thee Thy saints shall rise.
Easter triumph, Easter joy,
Sin alone can this destroy;
From sin's power do Thou set free
Souls new-born, O Lord in Thee.
Hymns of glory and of praise,
Risen Lord to Thee we raise;
Holy Father, praise to Thee
With the Spirit, ever be.
Latin Hymn. Trans, by R. Campbell, 1850,
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"The Lord is ris'n indeed;"
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The joyful tidings bear.
Then take your golden lyres,
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Join all the bright, celestial choirs,
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Thomas Kelly, 180U.
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The bars from heaven's high portals fell;
Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell!
Alleluia!
5 Lord! by the stripes which wounded Thee
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Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits
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Men the golden ears of harvest
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From the furrows of the grave.
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And be ever, Lord, with Thee.
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His the victory alone;
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Thunder like a mighty flood;
Jesus out of every nation
Hath redeemed us by His blood.
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Thou on earth our Food, our Stay,
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Flee to Thee from day to day;
Intercessor, Friend of sinners,
Earth's Redeemer, plead for me,
Where the songs of all the sinless
Sweep across the crystal sea.
Alleluia, King eternal,
Thee the Lord of lords we own;
Alleluia, born of Mary, [throne:
Earth Thy footstool, heav'n Thy
Thou within the veil hast entered,
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There to Thee forever singing
Alleluia joyfully.
Adam St. Victor. Translated by J. M. Neale.
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Alleluia, thou resoundest
True Jerusalem and free;
Alleluia, joyful Mother,
All thy children sing with thee:
But by Babylon's sad waters
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Our Joy that hath no end. Amen.
St. John Damascene. Trans, by Dr. Doddridge, 1780.
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3 Then back to heaven they fly,
And the glad tidings bear;
Hark! as they soar on high,
What music fills the air!
Their anthems say, "Jesus, who bled,
Hath left the dead; He rose to-day. "
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Redeemed by Him from hell;
And send the echo round
The globe on which you dwell ;
Transported cry, "Jesus, who bled,
Hath left the dead, no more to die."
5 All hail! triumphant Lord!
Who sav'st us with Thy blood:
Wide be Thy name adored,
Thou rising, reigning God!
With Thee we rise, with Thee we reign
And empires gain, beyond the skies.
Philip Doddridge, mo.
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1 Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless Thy name:
By Thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came :
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven,
2 Be Thou my Counsellor,
My Pattern, and my Guide:
And through this desert land
Still keep me near Thy side:
Oh, let my feet ne'er run astray,
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way.
3 I love my Shepherd's voice:
His watchful eyes shall keep
My wandering soul among
The thousands of His sheep;
He feeds His flock , He calls their names,
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
Isaac Watts. 1709.
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Lift up your hearts,-lift up your voice,
Rejoice! again I say, rejoice!
3 He all His foes shall quell,
Shall all our sins destroy;
And every bosom swell
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With pure seraphic joy:
Lift up your hearts,-lift up your voice,
Rejoice! again I say, rejoice!
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!
Charles Wesley, 171*6.
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Prom every weapon death can wield
Thine own redeem d forever shield.
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C. E. Gellert, 1757. Trans, by Frances E. Cox, 18U1.
Jesus lives! henceforth is death
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This shall calm our trembling breath,
When we pass its gloomy portal.
Alleluia!
Jesus lives! for us He died:
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Glory to our Saviour giving.
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And keep us evermore.
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Glory to God, in full anthems of joy!
The being He gave us, death cannot destroy;
Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow,
If tears were our birthright, and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.
Lift your glad voices in triumph on high,
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Walking in Thy holy word;
And Thy voice, O Saviour dear,
In that word we ever hear;
4 What the holy prophets meant
In the ancient Testament,
Thou art opening to our view,
Lord, forever in the New.
5 And Thy presence, Lord, we feel
When we at Thy table kneel;
When we feed upon Thee there,
We too at Emmaus are.
6 Though not kenn'd by carnal eye,
Yet we know Thee ever nigh:
Though Thou art much further gone
Even to Thy heavenly throne;
7 Yet we, Lord, behold Thy face
Ever in the means of grace:
There Thou walkest by our side,
There Thou with us dost abide.
Christopher Wordsworth.
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3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall;
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.
4 Sinners whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
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Go, spread your trophies at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Oh, that with yonder sacred throng,
We at His feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Edward Perronet, 1780.
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Abide, nor evermore depart,
Abide with us, O Lord!
The solemn joy, the awful fear,
The hallow'd hush of peace,
The consciousness that Thou art near,
We would not these should cease.
They came to us with glad accord
This blessed Easter-tide,
They will 'abide with us,' O Lord
If Thou with us abide.
J. S. B. Mviisett, 1857.
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Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass
away:
Change and decay in all around I see;
3 Thou who changest not! abide with
me!
5 I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's
power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
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Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness :
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy
victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing
eyes;
Shine through the gloom, and point me to
the skies;
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain
shadows flee:
In life, in death, O Lord! abide with me!
Henry Francis Lyte, 18U7.
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Brings forth His ransomed saints to light.
3 His tomb of late the three-fold guard
Of watch and stone and seal had barred;
But now, in pomp and triumph high,
He comes from death to victory.
4 The pains of hell are loosed at last;
The days of mourning now are past;
An Angel robed in light hath said,
1 'The Lord is risen from the dead."
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Though dangers surround me, I still
every fear,
Since Thou, the Most Mighty my
Helper, art near.
3 Thy love, oh, how faithful! so tender,
so pure!
Thy promise, faith's anchor, how stead-
fast and sure!
That love, like sweet sunshine, my
cold heart can warm,
That promise make steady my soul in
the storm.
4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruf-
iled, Thy peace:
From restless, vain wishes, bid Thou
my heart cease;
In Thee all its longings henceforward
shall end,
Till, glad, to Thy presence my soul
shall ascend.
5 Oh, then, blessed Jesus, who once for
me died,
Made clean in the fountain that
gushed from Thy side,
I shall see Thy full glory, Thy face
shall behold,
And praise Thee with raptures forever
untold!
Ray Palmer
282
1 Oh, had I, my Saviour, the wings of
a dove,
How soon would I soar to Thy pres-
ence above!
How soon would I flee where the
weary have rest,
And hide all my cares in Thy shelter-
ing breast!
2 I flutter, I struggle, and long to be
free,
I feel me a captive while banished
from Thee;
A pilgrim and stranger, the desert I
roam,
And look on to heaven and fain would
be home.
3 Ah, there the wild tempest for ever
shall cease,
. No billow shall ruffle that haven of
peace ;
Temptation and trouble alike shall
depart,
Alltearsfrom the eye, and all sin from
the heart.
4 Soon, soon may this Eden of promise
be mine;
Rise, bright Sun of glory, no more to
decline;
Thy light, yet unrisen, the wilderness
cheers;
Oh, what will it be, when the fullness
appears?
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Since Thou art my Guardian, no evil
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Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be
my stay:
No harm can befall with my Com-
forter near.
3 In the midst of affliction my table is
spread;
With blessings unmeasured my cup
runneth o'er;
With perfume and oil Thou anointest
my head;
Oh, what shall I ask of Thy providence
more?
4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful
God!
Still follow my steps till I meet Thee
above ;
I seek, by the path which my fore-
fathers trod
Through the land of their sojourn, Thy
kingdom of love.
/. Montgomery, 1822.
284
1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on
our way;
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The Lord is our Leader, His word is
our stay;
Tho' suffering, and sorrow, and trial
be near,
The Lord is our Refuge, and whom
can we fear?
He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth
the faint;
The weak, and oppressed — He will
hear their complaint;
The way may be weary, and thorny
the road,
But how can we falter? — our help is in
God!
Into His green pastures our footstep*
He leads;
His flock in the desert how kindly He
feeds!
The Lambs in His bosom He tenderly
bears,
And brings back the wanderers all
safe from the snares.
Though clouds may surround us, our
God is our light;
Though storms rage around us, our
God is our might :
So, faint yet pursuing, still onward
we come;
The Lord is our Leader, His kingdom
our home!
John N. Darby, 1981.
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Since our Imtnanuel rose:
He took the tyrant's sting away,
And vanquished all our foes.
See how the Conq'ror mounts aloft,
And to His Father flies,
With scars of honor in His flesh,
And triumph in His eyes!
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Eaise your devotion, mortal tongues,
To reach His blessed abode:
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To our incarnate God.
Bright angels! strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise;
Let heaven, and all created things,
Sound our Immanuel's praise.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
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"The King of kings, and Lord of lords/
And heaven's eternal Light;
3 The Joy of all who dwell above,
The Joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His love,
And grants His name to know;
4 To them the cross, with all its shame,
With all its grace, is given;
Their name, — an everlasting name;
Their joy, — the joy of heaven,
5 They suffer with their Lord below,
They reign with Him above;
Their 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.
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Oh, grant me an abode,
Among the churches of Thy saints,
The temples of my God!
3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see Thy beauty still;
Shall hear Thy messages of love,
And there inquire Thy will.
4 When troubles rise, and storms appear,
There may His children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within Thy temple sound.
Isaac Watts, 1719
288
1 Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace!
Thy bounties how complete!
How shall we count the matchless sum?
How pay the mighty debt?
2 High on a throne of radiant light
Dost Thou exalted shine;
What can our poverty bestow,
When all the worlds are Thine?
3 But Thou hast brethren here below,
The partners of Thy grace,
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Before Thy Father's face.
4 In them Thou mayest be clothed and
And visited and cheered ; [fed,
And in their accents of distress
Our Saviour's voice is heard.
5 Thy face, with reverence and with love,
We in Thy poor would see;
Oh, may we minister to them,
And in them, Lord, to Thee.
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289
1 If Christ is mine, then all is mine,
And more than angels know;
Both present things and things to come
And grace and glory too.
2 If Christ is mine, let friends forsake,
And earthly comforts flee;
He, the full source of every good,
Is more than all to me.
3 If Christ is mine, unharmed I pass
Through death's dark dismal vale.
He'll be my comfort and my stay,
When heart and flesh shall fail.
4 O Christ, assure me Thou art mine;
I nothing want beside;
My soul shall at the Fountain live,
When all the streams are dried.
3enj. Beddome. 1776.
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Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.
3 If e'er I go astray,
He doth my soul reclaim,
And guides me in His own right way,
For His most holy name.
4 While He affords His aid
I cannot yield to fear;
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Though I should walk through death's
dark shade,
My Shepherd's with me there.
5 Amid surrounding foes
Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6 The bounties of Thy love
Shall crown my foll'wing days,
Nor from Thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak Thy praise.
Isaac Watts.
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But in the Saviour's lovely face,
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.
3 Hence, then, ye black despairing
thoughts,
Above our fears, above our faults,
His pow'rful intercessions rise,
And guilt recedes, and terror dies.
4 In every dark distressful hour,
When sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on His heart.
5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend!
On Him our humble hopes depend:
Our cause can never, never fail,
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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Where fields are green, and waters glide;
And be Thou still, where'er I be,
A refuge and a rest for me.
3 While I this barren desert tread,
Feed Thou my soul on heavenly bread;
'Mid foes and fears Thee may I see,
A refuge and a rest for me.
4 Anoint me with Thy gladdening grace,
To cheer me in the heavenly race;
Cause all my gloomy doubts to flee,
And make my spirit rest in Thee.
5 When death shall end this mortal strife,
Bring me through death to endless life;
Then, face to face, beholding Thee,
My refuge and my rest shall be.
Heni-y Harbaugh, 1859.
293
1 Jesus, the shepherd of the sheep,
Thy little flock in safety keep;
The flock for which Thou cam'st from
heav'n,
The flock for which Thy life was giv'n.
2 Oh, guard Thy sheep from beasts of
prey,
And vuide them that they never stray;
Cherish the young, sustain the old,
Le1 none be feeble in Thy fold.
3 Secure them from the scorching beam,
And lead them to the living stream:
In verdant pastures let them lie,
And watch them with a shepherd's eye.
4 Oh, may Thy sheep discern Thy voice,
And in its sacred sound rejoice:
From strangers may they ever flee,
And know no other guide but Thee.
5 Lord, bring Thy sheep that wander yet.
And let the number be complete.
Then let Thy flock from earth remove.
And occupy the fold above.
Thomas Kelly.
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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 wandering heart
Cease to be treach'rous, faithless,
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:
Then neither death nor life will part
Me from Thy presence and Thvlove.
Chari "k«.
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Grace to cleanse, and power to free.
Blessed Jesus,
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Early let us seek Thy favor,
Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Saviour,
With Thy love our bosoms fill.
Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, iove us still.
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Oh, make our hearts Thy dwelling-
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And worthier Thee.
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A gracious, willing Guest,
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And the pathway of peace I am losing.
3 And why should I stray with the flocks
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wanderings cease,
And the follaes that fill me with
weeping?
Thou Shepherd of Israel, restore me
that peace,
Thou dost give to the flock Thou art
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Loose and prompt the stamm'ring
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bless;
Streams of life and joy supply;
Fill the world with righteousness;
Light shall then possess Thine own,
Holy quiet, perfect peace;
And where heav'nly seed is sown,
Thou wilt give the blest increase.
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Wide unfold the radiant scene;
Take the King of glory in!
Him though highest heaven receives,
Still He loves the earth He leaves;
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.
See! He lifts His hands above!
See! He shows the prints of love!
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Hark! His gracious lips bestow
Blessings on His Church below!
Still for us His death He pleads;
Prevalent, He intercedes;
Near Himself prepares our place,
Harbinger of human race.
There we shall with Thee remain,
Partners of Thine endless reign;
There Thy face unclouded see,
Find our heav'n of heav'ns in Thee.
Charles Wesley, 1739.
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Angels come to meet their King;
Shouts triumphant rend the sky,
While the Victor's praise they sing
"Open now, ye heavenly gates!
'Tis the King of glory waits."
3 Now behold Him high enthroned,
Glory beaming from His face,
By adoring angels owned,
God of holiness and grace!
Oh, for hearts and tongues to sing —
"Glory, glory to our King!"
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On th'eternal throne of heaven,
In Thy Father's power to reign.
2 There Thy kingdoms all adore Thee,
Heaven above and earth below!
While the depths of hell before Thee,
Trembling and amazed bow.
We, O Lord, with hearts adoring
Follow Thee beyond the sky;
Hear our prayers Thy grace imploring
Lift our souls to Thee on high.
3 So, when Thou again in glory
On the clouds of heaven shalt shine,
We Thy flock may stand before Thee,
Owned for evermore as Thine.
Hail! all hail! in Thee confiding,
Jesus, Thee shall all adore,
In Thy Father's might abiding,
With One Spirit evermore.
Latin Hymn, 5th century. Trams.
2 Who is this that comes 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 Thou hast raised our human nature,
In the clouds to God's right hand;
There we sit in heav'nly 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.
Christopher Wordsworth, 1863.
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1 Christ, above all glory seated,
King triumphant, strong to save!
Dying, Thou hast death defeated,
Buried, Thou hast spoiled the grare.
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3 King of glory! reign for ever!
Thine an everlasting crown;
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2 Crown the Saviour! angels, crown Him!
Rich the trophies Jesus bringrs;
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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 ;
Oh! what joy the sight affords!
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"King of kings, and Lord of lords."
Thomas Kelly, 1809.
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Thou Lamb once slain!
3 Enter, incarnate God! —
No feet but Thine, have trod
The serpent down ;
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Wider yon portals throw!
Saviour triumphant — go,
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4 Lion of Judah — Hail!
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5 And then was heard afar
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1 Let us awake our joys;
Strike up with cheerful voice;
Each creature, sing:
Angels! begin the song;
Mortals! the strain prolong,
In accents sweet and strong,
"Jesus is King!"
2 Proclaim abroad His name,
Tell of His matchless fame;
What wonders done!
Above, beneath, around,
Let all the earth resound,
Till heaven's high arch rebound,
"Vict'ry is won!"
3 He vanquished sin and hell,
And our last foe will quell:
Mourners, rejoice!
His dying love adore;
Praise Him, now raised in power:
Praise Him for evermore,
With joyful voice.
4 All hail the glorious day,
When, through the heavenly way,
Lo, He shall come!
While they who pierced Him wail,
His promise shall not fail;
Saints, see your King prevail:
Great Saviour come !
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That sinners might not die, but live!
3 Now crushed is Satan's doleful reign,
And broken is the tyrant's chain;
And Thou art, in Thy meet abode,
A conq'ror on the throne of God.
4 O let Thy clemency prevail
To heal the losses we bewail;
O cheer us with Thy beaming face,
Enrich us with Thy gifts of grace.
5 Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal,
Our joy, when sorrow fills the soul;
In life, our pathway to the skies,
In death our everlasting prize.
Ambrose, 390. Tram, by J. Chandler.
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1 Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray,
To animate our feeble strains,
From the bright realms of endless day —
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns!
2 There, low before His glorious throne,
Adoring saints and angels fall;
And, with delightful worship, own fall.
His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their
3 Immortal glories crown His head,
While tuneful hallelujahs rise,
And love and joy, and triumph spread
Thro' all the assemblies of the skies.
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Awake our faith and warm desire!
6 Dear Saviour ! let Thy Spirit seal
Our interest in that blissful place,
Till death remove this mortal veil
And we behold Thy lovely face.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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1 Our Lord is risen from the dead,
Our Jesus is gone up on high:
The pow'rs of hell are captive led,
Dragged to the portals of the sky.
2 There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates/
Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
3 "Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims these mansions as His right;
Keceive the King of glory in."
4 "Who is the King of glory? Who?"—
"The Lord, that all our foes o'ercaine,
The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ;
And Jesus is the Conq'ror's name.
5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
6 "Who is the King of glory? Who?"—
"The Lord of glorious power possest;
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever blest!"
Charles Wesley, 17U.
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To pass unto Thy crown;
And girt with grief and fears
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But only let this path of tears
Lead us at last to Thee.
3 Thou art gone up on high:
But Thou shalt come again,
With all the bright ones of the sky
Attendant in Thy train.
Lord, by Thy saving power,
So make us live and die,
That we may stand in that dread hour
At Thy right hand on high.
Emma Toht. 1851.
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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 God's face.
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.
5 That where Thou art at God's right
Our hope, our love may be; [hand,
Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell
For evermore in Thee.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1858.
GEORGE HEWS.
2 Legions of angels round His throne
In countless armies shine;
At His right hand, with golden harps,
They offer songs divine .
o 'Hail, glorious Prince of Peace," they
"Whose unexampled love [cry,
Moved Thee to quit those blissful realms,
And royalties above."
4 Through all His travels here below,
They did His steps attend:
Oft wondering how, or where, at last
This mystic scene would end.
5 They saw His heart transfixed with
And viewed the crimson gore ; [wounds,
They saw Him break the bars of death,
Which none e'er broke before.
6 They brought His chariot from above,
To bear Him to His throne;
Clapped their triumphant wings, and
"The glorious work is done." [cried,
Dan'l Turner and James Fanch, 1776.
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O'er our pathway dark and drear;
Waking hope within our bosoms,
Stilling every anxious fear:
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God with holy flame from heaven
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Jubilee of sins forgiven
Sounds its trumpet from above.
3 Holy Ghost, Divine Creator,
Who didst on the waters move;
Holy Ghost, Regenerator,
Author of all life and love;
Holy Ghost, Illuminator,
Who didst then with fire baptize;
Holy Ghost, great Renovator,
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Thou art in the House of Prayer;
Laver of regeneration
Is o'ershadowed by Thee there;
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Eucharistic celebration
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5 Strengthen, warm, and purify us;
From the bands of sin release;
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In the solemn hour of death.
6 So when earth with fruit aboundeth,
And shall angel-reapers see,
And the great Archangel soundeth
God's eternal Jubilee,
We may join their gratulation;
To the Father, and the Son
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Ever be, blest Three in One.
Christopher Wordsworth.
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From every sinful way.
And bid the mourning saint rejoice,
Though earthly joys decay.
3 By Thine inspiring breath
Make every cloud of care,
And e'en the gloomy vale of death,
A smile of glory wear.
4 O, fill Thou every heart
With love to all our race!
Great Comforter, to us impart
These blessings of Thy grace.
Lydia *H. Sigourney, 182U.
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In distress be our Reliever,
Guard and teach, support and guide.
Hear, oh, hear our supplication,
Blessed Spirit! God of peace!
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Make our hearts Thy habitation,
Shed abroad a Saviour's love.
From that height that knows no measure,
As a gracious rain descend,
Bringing down the richest treasure
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Paul Gerhard, 156S. Trans, by A. M. Toplady, 1776.
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The secret love of God.
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To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in every part,
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Our minds from bondage free;
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Joseph Hart, 1759.
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1 Come, Holy Spirit! come
With energy divine,
And on this poor benighted soul,
With beams of mercy shine.
2 From the celestial hills,
Light, life, and joy dispense;
And may I daily, hourly, feel
Thy quickening influence.
3 Oh! melt this frozen heart,
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.
4 The profit will be mine,
But Thine shall be the praise;
Cheerful to Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days.
Benj. Beddome, 1770.
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Thy waiting servants bless.
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We bless Thee for Thy holy place,
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Oswald Allen, 186*.
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The mind of Jesus Christ impart,
And consecrate to Thee my heart.
4 Teach me to do my Father's will;
To lie beneath His guidance still;
Lighten my mind, and oh, incline
My heart to make His pleasure mine.
5 From spot and blemish make me pure,
My future bliss in heaven secure:
When lost in darkness, give me light,
And cheer me thro' death's dreary night
Lavater, 1770. Trans. Frances E. Cox.
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1 Come, Gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
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Before Thy throne we sinners bend:
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Wide through every land and nation.
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8 Lord! this day, from every ill
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Lord! have mercy on us still,
As in Thee our hope reposes;
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Let me ne'er confounded be. Ambrose.
Trans. Thomas C. Porter, 1859.
JOHN CHETHAM.
1. Hail! ho-ly, ho - ly, ho-ly Lord! Whom One in Three we know; By all Thy heav'nly host adored, By all Thy Church below
2 One undivided Trinity,
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Thy universe is full of Thee,
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3 Thee, holy Father, we confess, .
Thee, holy Son, adore;
Thee , Spirit of truth and holiness,
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Would'st thou sleep amidst the snow?
Chafe that frozen form beside thee,
And together both shall clow.
Art thou stricken in life's battle?
. Many wounded round thee moan;
Lavish on their wounds thy balsams,
And that balm shall heal thine own.
4 Is the heart a well left empty?
None but God its void can fill;
Nothing but a ceaseless Fountain
Can its ceaseless longings still.
Is the heart a living power?
Self-entwined, its strength sinks low;
It can only live in loving,
And by serving love will grow.
Elizabeth Charles.
346 Continued.
2 Grant ua hearts, dear Lord, to yield
Gladly, freely, of Thine own ; [Thee
With the sunshine of Thy goodness,
Melt our thankless hearts of stone;
Till our cold and selfish natures,
Warmed by Thee, at length believe,
That more happy and more blessed,
'Tis to give than to receive.
3 Wondrous honor hast Thou given
To our humblest charity,
In Thine own mysterious sentence,^
"Ye have done it unto me:"
Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly,
Hope, to stay our souls on Thee:
But, oh! — best of all Thy graces —
Give us Thine own charity.
Eliza Sibbald Alderson, 1S68.
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The cords of love our hearts should bind.
The law of love inflame.
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Our peaceful lives approve,
And wondering say, as they of old,
" See how the christians love."
Thomas OotteriU.
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1 Father of mercies, send Thy grace
All powerful from above,
To form in our obedient souls
The image of Thy love.
2 Oh, may our sympathizing breast
That generous pleasure know, .
Freely to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe.
3 Whene'er the helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid,
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.
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Enthroned above the skies;
And when He saw their lost estate
Felt His compassion rise.
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On wings of mercy flew,
We, whom the Saviour thus hath loved,
Should love each other too.
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1 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?
Behold my heart and see;
And turn the dearest idol out
That dares to rival Thee.
2 Is not Thy name melodious still
To mine attentive ear?
Doth not each pulse with pleasure
My Saviour's voice to hear? [bound,
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I would disdain to feed?
Hast Thou a foe before whose face
I fear Thy cause to plead?
4 Would not my heart pour forth its
In honor of Thy name? [blood
And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp the immortal flame?
5 Thou know'st I love Thee, dearest
But Oh, I long to soar [Lord;
Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
And learn to love Thee more.
Philip Doddridge, 171,0.
TRINITY SEASON— LOVE.
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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;
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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!
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Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Canceled by redeeming love.
4 Ye, alas! who long have been
Willing slaves to death and sin,
Now from bliss no longer rove,
Stop, and taste redeeming love.
5 Welcome all, by sin opprest,
Welcome to the Saviour's breast;
Nothing brought Him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.
6 He subdued the infernal powers,
Those tremendous foes of ours,
From their cursed empire drove;
Mighty in redefining love.
7 Hither, then, your music bring,
Strike aloud each tuneful string;
Mortals, join the hosts above,
Join to praise redeeming love.
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1 Everlasting arms of love
Are beneath, around, above:
He who left His throne of light,
And unnumbered angels bright;
2 He who on the accursed tree
Gave His precious life for me —
He it is that bears me on,
His the arm I lean upon.
3 He who now, enthroned above,
Still retains His heart of love,
Marking still each falling tear
Of His burdened pilgrims here;
4 He who wields creation's rod,
He, my Brother, yet my God;
Faithful He, whate'er betide,
Is my everlasting Guide.
5 All things hasten to decay,
Earth and seas will pass away:
Soon will yonder circling sun
Cease his blazing course to run.
6 Scenes will vary, friends grow strange,
But the Changeless cannot change:
Gladly will I journey on,
With His arm to lean upon.
T. R. Macduff.
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Of peace and joy the blest abode;
Oh! may no angry strife destroy
That sacred peace, that holy joy.
4 The world without may rage, but we
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1 Jesus, most merciful and kind,
Beloved and loving, both combined;
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2 Who can conceive, or who record,
What bliss it is to love Thee, Lord!
To dwell in humble faith with Thee
Is boundless, full felicity.
3 Let saints below and saints above
Show forth Thy faithful, endless love;
And know the joy Thy people see,
Who suffer and who weep with Thee.
4 Infinite Majesty above!
Our Hope, our Life, our Joy and Love;
Thy fulness, Jesus, let us see,
And evermore abide in Thee.
5 Thus, seeing and enjoying Thee,
In earth and heav'n our joy shall be;
And grateful praise to Thee be giv'n,
Through all the blissful life of heav'n.
CARL MARIA VON WEBER.
God is love; His mer - cy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes and woe He lightens;God is wisdom,God is love.
2 Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays, and ages move;
But His mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.
3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth,
Will His changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom His brightness streameth ;
God is wisdom, God is love.
4 He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere His glory shineth ;
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Our mutual burdens bear;
Ami 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.
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DARWALL.
We give Thee but Thine own,
Whate'er the gift may be:
All that we have is Thine alone,
A trust, O Lord, from Thee.
May we Thy bounties thus,
As stewards true, receive,
And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our first-fruits give.
To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless
Is angel's work below.
The captive to release,
To God the lost to bring,
To teach the way of life and peace —
It is a Christ-like thing.
And we believe Thy word,
Though dim our faith may be;
Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee.
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They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heav'n appears.
Oh, glorious seat, when God, our King,
Shall thither bring our willing feet.
Isaac WcUU, 1719.
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And bids me seek my portion there,
Nor bids me seek in vain.
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With the Redeemer's blood:
And helps my feeble hope to rest
Upon a faithful God.
5 There — there unshaken would I rest,
Till this frail body dies,
And then, on faith's triumphant wings,
To endless glory rise.
D. Turner.
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364
1 Faith is the brightest evidence
Of things beyond our sight,
Breaks through the clouds of flesh and
And dwells in heav'nly light, [sense
2 It sets times past in present view,
Brings distant prospects home,
Of things a thousand years ago,
Or thousand years to come.
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By God's almighty word:
Abram to unknown countries led
By faith, obeyed the Lord.
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Isaac Watts, 1709.
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Rebels He receives as friends,
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God is true as He is just;
Jesus is my Hope and Trust.
4 Jesus lives, and by His grace,
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Nor can the memory find,
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O Saviour of mankind!
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How good to those who seek!
Nor tongue, nor pen can show:
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.
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And with a pure and heav'nly ray
Lights up a dying bed!
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And then, whate'er may come,
We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed
Of an eternal home. [bliss
W. H. Bathurst.
369
1 Lord, I believe; Thy power I own,
Thy word I would obey;
I wander comfortless and lone,
When from Thy truth I stray.
2 Lord, I believe; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;
I look to Thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.
3 Lord, I believe; but oft I know
My faith is cold and weak;
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" Help Thou mine unbelief!"
J. B. Wreford.
2 Angelic faces we shall see,
Angelic wings o'erspread
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And Thee, the living Bread.
3 And we shall hear angelic harps,
And heav'nly minstrelsy,
When one repenting sinner turns
With contrite heart to Thee.
4 And when we seethedeep'ning calm.
And watch the quiv'ring breath
That trembles on the lips in prayer
Of holy saints in death ;
5 Then angel-ministers will be
Unveiled to our eyes,
Waiting to waft the faithful soul
In peace to Paradise.
6 Oh, give us grace as angels here
To live in holy love;
That the last trump may summon us
To bliss with them above.
Christopher Wordsworth,
368
1 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink
Though pressed by every foe;
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe! —
2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chast'ning rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God; —
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And yields no more to sad complaints.
6 I pity all that worldlings talk
Of pleasures that will quickly end;
Be this my choice, O Lord! to walk
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And now I live, I live.
5 All that I am, e'en here on earth,
All that I hope to be,
When Jesus comes, and glory dawns,
I owe it, Lord! to Thee.
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His death hath brought my foes to
And saved me by His blood, [shame,
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3 Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find:
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Are terrors to my mind.
4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy, begins:
His name forbids my slavish fear;
His grace removes my sins.
5 While Jews on their own law rely,
And Greeks of wisdom boast,
I love the incarnate Mystery,
And there I fix my trust.
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To endless years the same.
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Before the rising sun.
5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
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Dies at the opening day.
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Our hope for years to come,
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And our eternal home.
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T' embrace my dearest Lord.
5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
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The wings of love, and arms of faith
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May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all.
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
Isaac Walts.
382
1 Through all the changing scenes of
In trouble and in joy, [life,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
2 Oh, magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt His name;
When in distress to Him I called,
He to my rescue came.
3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliv'rance He affords to all
Who on His succor trust.
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How bless'd are they, and only they,
Who in His truth confide.
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Have nothing else to fear;
Make you His service your delight,
Your wants shall be His care.
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383
1 When waves of trouble 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
And storms my path invade, [appear,
That voice shall calm each rising fear:
"'Tis I; be not afraid."
3 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. "
4 There is a dark and fearful vale, —
Death hides within its shade;
Oh, say, when flesh and heart shall fail,
"'Tis I; be not afraid."
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Safe in Thy breast my head I hide,
Nor fear the coming storm.
4 Let good or ill befall,
It must be good for me;
Secure of having Thee in all,
Of having all in Thee.
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1 Commit thou all thy griefs
And ways into His hands,
To His sure truth and tender care
Who earth and heaven commands;
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THATCHER. S. M.
2 Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey;
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He shall prepare thy way.
3 Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe thou shalt go on:
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So shall thy work be done.
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Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
3 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend,
Which covers what was once a friend,
And from his voice, his hand, his smile,
Divides me, for a little while;
Thou, Saviour, raark'st the tears I shed,
For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead.
4 And oh, when I have safely passed
Through every conflict but the last,
Still, still unchanging, watch beside
My painful bed, for Thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.
Robert Grant, 1806.
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1 As oft with worn and weary feet,
We tread earth's rugged valley o'er,
The thought, how comforting and sweet,
Christ trod this very path before!
Our wants and weaknesses he knows,
From life's first dawning till its close.
2 Do sickness, feebleness or pain
Or sorrow in our path appear,
The recollection will remain,
More deeply did He suffer here:
His life, how truly sad and brief,
Filled up with suffering and with grief!
3 If Satan tempt our hearts to stray,
And whisper evil things within,
So did he in the desert way
Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin,
When worn and in a feeble hour
The tempter came with all his power.
4 Just such as I, this earth He trod,
With every human ill but sin;
And though indeed the Son of God,
As I am now, so He has been.
My God, my Saviour, look on me
With pity, love and sympathy.
James Edmeston, 181,7.
386 Continued.
2 " My times are in Thy hand; "
Whatever they may be;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.
3 M My timers are in Thy hand; "
Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
" My times are in Thy hand;"
I'll always trust in Thee;
Till I possess the promised land,
And all Thy glory see.
William F. Lloyd, 18S6.
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The Father and the Son to know,
And Thee through endless time confessed
Of Both the eternal Spirit blest.
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2 Come, Holy Ghost, to Thee we cry :
Oh, highest gift of God most highl
Oh, Fount of life! Oh, Fire of love!
Anointing Spirit from above!
3 Thou in Thy bounteous gifts art known;
Thee, Finger of God's hand, we own;
The promise of the Father Thou!
Our tongues with truth and power endow.
4 Kindle our senses from above,
And make our heart's o'erfiow with love
With patience firm, and virtue high,
The weakness of our flesh supply.
5 Far from us drive the foe we dread,
And grant us Thy true peace instead;
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Health of the weak, to make them strong!
Kefuge of sinners, and their song!
Comfort of each afflicted breast!
Haven of hope in realms of rest!
Lord of patriarchs gone before!
Light of the prophets learned lore!
Deign from Thy throne to look on me,
And hear my lowly Litany.
Lead me, O Spirt, to the Son,
To taste and feel what He has done :
To lay me low before His cross,
And reckon all besides as dross.
To speak, and think, and will, and move,
And love, as Thou would'st have me love:
Oh, look upon this bended knee,
And hear my heart's own Litany.
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2 That I Thy mercy may proclaim,
That all mankind Thy truth may see;
Hallow Thy great and glorious name,
And perfect holiness in me.
3 Purge me from every sinful blot,
My idols all be cast aside,
Cleanse me from every sinful thought,
From all the filth of self and pride.
4 Give me a new, a perfect heart,
From doubt, and fear, and sorrow free;
The mind which wa3 in Christ impart,
And let my Spirit cleave to Thee.
TRINITY SEASON— TRUST.
2 From the sword, at noon-day wasting,
From the noisome pestilence,
In the depth of midnight, blasting,
God shall be thy sure defense:
Fear not thou the deadly quiver,
When a thousand feel the blow;
Mercy shall thy soul deliver,
Though ten thousand be laid low.
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3 Since, with pure and firm affection,
Thou on God hast set thy love,
With the wings of His protection,
He will shield thee from above;
Thou shalt call on Him in trouble,
He will hearken, He will save;
Here, for grief reward thee double,
Crown with life beyond the grave.
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And I can trust my Lord
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OtJO PENTONVILLE. S. M.
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O t/O GOLDEN HILL. S. M.
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Raise the dejected soul to hope,
And make the lofty bow.
3 In countries far from home,
On earthly husks we feed;
Back to our Father's home, O Lord,
Our wand'ring footsteps lead.
4 Then at each soul's return
The heav'nly harp shall sound,
"He that was dead now lives again,
He that was lost is found!"
Henry Alford, 18UU.
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With ever-growing zeal;
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Oh let them ne'er prevail.
3 Thy Spirit shall unite
Our souls to Thee, our Head;
Shall form u*to Thine 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 has fixed His throne.
He'll fix His members there.
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While pressing on to God.
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Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve
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5 One with Thyself, may every eye
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And healed each bleeding wound.
4 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn,
Patient and meek He stood,
His foes, ungrateful, sought His life;
He labored for their good.
5 To God He left His righteous cause,
And still His task pursued;
While humble prayer and holy faith
His fainting strength renew' d.
6 In the last hours of deep distress,
Before His Father's throne,
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"Thy will, not mine, be done!"
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2 Help us, through good report, aud ill,
Our daily cross to bear,
Like Thee, to do our Father's will,
Our brethren's griefs to share.
3 Let grace our selfishness expel,
Our earthliness refine,
And kindness in our bosoms dwell,
As free and true as Thine.
4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly,
And grief's dark day come on,
We, in our turn, would meekly cry
Father! Thy will be done!
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,
Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life,
And follow Thee to heaven.
John Hampden Gurney.
402
1 Sovereign of all the worlds on high,
Allowr my humble claim;
Nor, while a worm would raise its head,
Disdain a Father's name.
2 My Father, God! how sweet the sound!
How tender, and how dear!
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Not all the harmony of heav'n
Could so delight the ear.
3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name
On my expanding heart,
And show that in Jehovah's grace
I share a filial part.
4 Cheered by a signal so divine,
Unwav'ring, I believe;
And Abba, Father, humbly cry,
Nor can the sign deceive.
P. Doddridge.
403
1 Lord, like the publican I stand,
And lift my heart to Thee;
Thypard'ninggrace, O God, command;
Be merciful to me.
2 I smite upon my anxious breast,
O'erwhelmed with agony!
Oh, save my soul by sin oppressed;
Be merciful to me.
3 My guilt, my shame, I all confess,
I have no hope nor plea
But Jesus' blood and righteousness;
Be merciful to me.
4 Here at Thy cross I still would wait,
Nor from its shelter flee,
Till Thou, O God, in mercy great,
Art merciful to me.
T. Baffles,
1831.
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Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From every murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart
And let me live to Thee.
Let the sweethope, that Thou artmine,
My path of life attend;
Thy presence through my journey shiue,
And crown my journey's end.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.
3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud and honor the Son;
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb.
4 Then let us adore and give Him His right,
All glory, and power, and wisdom and might;
All honor and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love.
C. Wesley, 17 hh.
406
1 Oh, worship the King, all-glorious above,
And gratefully sing His power and His love;
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days,
Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.
2 Oh, tell of His might, oh, 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 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end!
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend.
4 Oh measureless might, ineffable Love,
While angels delight to hymn Thee above,
The humbler creation, though feeble their lays,
With true adoration shall sing to Thy praise.
R. Grant, 1880.
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Oh may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire!
408
While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside!
When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold, sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll,
Blest Saviour! then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
Oh, bear me safe above,
A ransomed soul!
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Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
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Vainly would my lips express:
Low before Thy footstool kneeling,
Deign Thy suppliant's prayer to bless;
Let Thy grace, my soul'schief treasure,
Love's pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth Thy praise.
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3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
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Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
4 Through ev'ry period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
5 Through all eternity, to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise:
For, oh, eternity's too short
To utter all Thy praise!
J. Addison, 1712,
410
1 My God, how wonderful Thou art,
Thy majesty how bright;
How beautiful Thy mercy-seat,
In depths of burning light.
2 How dread are Thine eternal years,
O everlasting Lord;
By saints and angels day and night
Incessantly adored.
3 Oh, how I fear Thee, living God,
With deepest, tend'rest fears;
And worship Thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears.
4 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art,
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.
5 No earthly father loves like Thee,
No mother, e'er so mild,
Bears and forbears as Thou hast done
AVith me Thy sinful child.
6 Father of Jesus, love's Reward!
What rapture will it be
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie
And gaze, and gaze on Thee?
Frederick W. Faber, 181,9.
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1 Father, 'tis Thine each day to yield
Our wants a fresh supply;
Thou cloth 'st the lilies of the field,
And hear'st the ravens cry:
2 Thy love in all Thy works we see;
Thy promise, Lord, we plead;
And humbly cast our care on Thee,
Who knowest all our need.
3 Let not the world engage our love,
Nor cares our bosoms fill ;
But fix our heart on things above,
That we may do Thy will.
4 The comfort of Thy light bestow;
Our faith and hope increase;
And let us in Thy presence know
Contentment, joy, and peace.
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Oh! come with blissful ray;
Break radiant through the shades of
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My Saviour, and my All!
Anne Steele.
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1 Jesus, we sing Thy matchless grace
That calls us as Thine own;
Give us among Thy saints a place
To make Thy glories known!
2 Allied to Thee, our vital Head,
We live, and grow, and thrive;
From Thee divided, each is dead,
"When most he seems alive.
3 Thy saints on earth, and those above,
Here join in one accord;
One body all in mutual love,
And Thou the common Lord.
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More of Thy Spirit's grace:
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4 Oh, the rich depths of love divine,
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call Thee mine;
I can not wish for more.
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True God and Man, in person One;
A Judge to pass our final doom.
4 From day to day, O Lord, do we
On high exalt and honor Thee;
Thy name we worship and adore,
World without end, for evermore.
416
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The glories of my Saviour King,
417
Jesus the Lord; how heavenly fair
His form! how bright His beauties are!
O'er all the sons of human race,
He shines with a superior grace;
Love from his lips divinely flows,
And blessings all His state compose.
Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lordf
Gird on the terror of Thy sword!
In majesty and glory ride,
With truth and meekness at Thy side*
Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;
Or words of mercy kind and sweet,
Shall melt the rebels at Thy feet.
Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;
Grace is the sceptre in Thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,.
Justice and grace are Thy delight.
O God, Thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on Thy head,
And with His sacred Spirit, blest
The eternal Son above the rest.
EL PARAN
LOWELL MASON.
2 Wisdom, and power, and love divine,
In all His works, unrivaled, shine,
And force the wondering world to tell
That He alone did all things wTell.
Howe'er mysterious are His ways,
Or dark or sorrowful my days;
And though my spirit oft rebel,
I know He still doth all things well.
And when I stand before His throne,
And all His ways are fully known,
This note in sweetest strains shall swell,
That Jesus hath done all things well.
Samuel Medley,
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TRINITY SEASON— DEVOTION.
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Such deference to Thy Father's will,
Such love and meekness, so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer;
The desert Thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and Thy victory too.
4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
More of Thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge shall own my name,
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
Isaac WatU, 1709,
420
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The holy gospel we profess;
So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
| The honors of our Saviour God;
When His salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the power of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;
While justice temperance, truth, and
Our inward piety approve. [love,
4 Religion bears our spirits up,
AVhile we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord, —
And faith stands leaning on His word.
Isaac Walls, 1709.
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Celestial sweetness unalloyed!
Who eat Thee, hunger still;
Who drink of Thee still feel a void,
Which nought but Thou can fill.
O Jesus, Saviour, hear the sighs
Which unto Thee we send;
To Thee our inmost spirit cries,
To Thee our prayers ascend.
Abide with us, and let Thy light
Shine, Lord, on every heart;
Dispel the darkness of our night,
And joy to all impart.
5 Jesus, our Love and Joy, to Thee,
The Virgin's holy Son,
All might, and praise, and glory be
While endless ages run.
Bernard of Clairvaux, 111,0. Tram, by E. CasiooH*
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3 Jesus, my great High Priest,
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My guilty conscience needs
No sacrifice beside ;
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And now it pleads before the throne.
4 My dear and mighty Lord,
My Conqueror and my King:
Thy scepter and Thy sword,
Thy reigning grace I sing:
Thine is the power; behold! I sit
In willing bonds beneath Thy feet.
Isaac Watts.
422
1 Come, every pious heart,
That loves the Saviour's name,
Your noblest powers exert
To celebrate His fame;
Tell all above, and all below,
The debt of love to Him you owe.
2 He left His starry crown,
And laid His robes aside,
On wings of love came down,
And wept, and bled, and died;
What He endured, oh, who can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell?
From the dark grave He rose,
The mansion of the dead,
And thence His mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,
And reigns on high, the Saviour God.
From thence He'll quickly come,
His chariot will not stay,
And bear our spirits home
To realms of endless day:
There shall wTe see His lovely face,
And ever be in His embrace.
5 Jesus, we ne'er can pay
The debt we owre Thy love ;
Yet tell us how we may
Our gratitude approve:
Our hearts, our all, to Thee wre give;
The gift, though small, do Thou receive-
Samuel Slennett, 1787.
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Unite our hearts, our joy increase;
Thy gracious help supply,
To every soul the blessing give,
In Christian fellowship to live,
In joyful hope to die.
Edward Osier.
425
1 O Love divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find ray willing heart
All taken up by thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
The greatness of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me.
2 God only knows the love of God?
Oh, that it now were shed abroad
In this poor, stony heart!
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine,
Be mine this better part.
3 Only Thy love do I require,
Nothing in earth below desire,
But this in heaven above; [go,
Let earth, and heaven, and all things
Give me Thy only love to know,
Impart to me Thy love.
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My ransom from the dreadful guilt
Of sin, and wrath divine:
I'd sing His glorious righteousness,
In which all perfect, heavenly. dress,
My soul shall ever shine.
3 I'd sing the characters He bears,
And all the forms of love He wears,
Exalted on His throne:
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would to everlasting days
Make all His glories known.
4 Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home.
And I shall see His face:
Then with my Saviour, Brother,Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,
Triumphant in His grace.
Samuel Medley, 1789.
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1 May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfill,
To do on earth our Father's will,
As angels do above:
To walk in Christ, the living Way,
With all Thy children, and obey
The law of" Christian love.
2 So may we join Thy name to bless,
Thy grace adore, Thy power confess,
From sin and strife to flee:
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1 The whole creation groans and waits
Till we, who love Thee, Lord,
Shall stand within Thy temple gates,
And shine — the sons of God.
2 The sons of God, — how bright they
No mortal eye can see; [shine!
We sinners shall be made divine!
We shall be one with Thee!
3 One with the Lord and all His saints!
Thy nature in our own!
Thy crown our rich inheritance!
Heirs to Thy royal throne!
4 Thy throne no joy to us would bring,
If we from Thee were riven;
For all our joy is in our King,
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When sons to parents will by Thee
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To live in holy love,
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There death itself is gain.
And when I stand before Thy throne
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And part are crossing now.
4 E'en now to their eternal home
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And we are to the margin come,
And soon expect to die.
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With those that went before,
And greet the ransomed, blessed bands
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No grief, no care, no toil.
4 No dimming clouds o'ershadow thee,
No dull nor darksome night!
But every soul shines as the sun,
For God Himself gives light.
5 Jerusalem! God's dwelling-place!
I love and long to see;
Oh, that my sorrows had an end,
That I might dwell in thee.
6 Thy walls are made of precious stones,
Thy bulwarks diamond-square;
Thy gates are made of orient pearl,
O God! if I were there!
7 With Cherubim and Seraphim,
And holy souls of men,
To sing Thy praise, O God of hosts,
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On God, who is our constant friend.
4 A gentler stream, that ever flows,
And joy to all around bestows,
The city of the Lord shall fill,
The city where He's worshiped still.
5 God dwells in Zion, whose strong towers,
Shall mock th' assault of earthly powers ;
And His almighty aid is nigh,
To those who on His strength rely.
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1 O thou who makest souls to shine
With light from lighter worlds above,
And droppest glistening dew divine
On all who seek a Saviour's love:
2 Do Thou Thy benediction give
On all who teach, on all who learn,
That so Thy Church may holier live,
And every lamp more brightly burn.
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Far better than a kingdom find.
5 Oh, bless the shepherd; bless thesheep;
That guide and guided both be one,
One in the faithful watch they keep,
Until this hurrying life be done.
6 If thus, good Lord , Thy grace be given,
In Thee to live, in Thee to die,
Before we upward pass to heaven
We taste our immortality.
John M. Neale.
433
1 O Guardian of the Church divine,
The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine,
And kindled by Thy hidden fires
The soul to highest aims aspires.
2 Thy ministers, O Lord, endue
With wisdom, and their zeal renew;
Turn all their weakness into might,
O Thou the source of life and light.
3 Spirit of truth, on us bestow
The faith in all its power to know,
That with the saints of ages gone,
And those to come, we may be one.
4 Protect Thy Church from ev'ry foe,
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
Convert the world, make all confess
Thy mercy, truth, and righteousness.
T. Chamberlain.
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3 No more shall foes unclean invade,
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread
No more shall hell's insulting host
Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast.
God, from on high, thy groans will hear;
His hand thy ruins shall repair;
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Thy hand from every snare and foe,
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For her my prayers ascend :
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
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And mark the building well-
4 The order of Thy house,
The worship of Thy court,
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows;
And make a fair report.
5 How decent, and how wise!
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charmsthe eyes,
And rites adorned with gold.
6 The God we worship now
Will guide us till we die;
Will be our God, while here below,
And ours above the sky.
Isaac Watts.
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All this wide world, to either pole,
Hath not for thee a home.
3 Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door!
Oh, haste to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.
4 There safe thou shalt abide,
There sweet shall be thy rest;
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.
W, A. Muhlenberg.
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1 O Lord, refresh Thy flock;
At hirst to Thee we cry;
Thou art the spiritual Rock,
Whence we must drink or die.
Preserve us, Lord, from death:
Thou art the Lamb, whose blood
Sprinkled on Israel's doors in faith
A token was for good.
With many a bitter thought
Of cherished sin subdued,
'Tis meet that, drest in pilgrim garb,
We take Thee for our food.
Away the signs are cast,
And now Thyself we see;
Yet let each sign that cheered the past
Still lift our hearts to Thee.
Jot. Anstice.
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With every grace endued.
Though with a scornful wonder
Men see her sore opprest,
By schisms rent asunder,
By heresies distrest;
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Their cry goes up, "How long?"
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.
'Mid toil, and tribulation,
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Of peace for evermore;
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious
Shall be the Church at rest.
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1 O Bread, to pilgrims given,
O Food, that angels eat,
O Manna, sent from heaven,
For heaven-born natures meet!
Give us, for Thee long pining,
To eat till richly filled;
Till earth's delights resigning,
Our every wish is stilled.
2 O Water, life-bestowing,
From out the Saviour's heart!
A fountain purely flowing,
A fount of love Thou art;
Oh! let us, freely tasting,
Our burning thirst assuage!
Thy sweetness, never wasting,
Avails from age to age.
3 Jesus, this feast receiving,
We Thee unseen adore;
Thy faithful word believing,
We take, and doubt no more;
Give us, Thou true and loving!
On earth to live in Thee;
Then, death the veil removing,
Thy glorious face to see.
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Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age?
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3 On their way, around them hovering,
Pillared cloud or fire appear,
For a glory and a covering;
Showing that the Lord is near.
From their banner thus deriving
Light by night, and shade by day,
Bread from heaven, all heart-reviving,
For their daily food have they.
4 Saviour, we of Zion's city
Members through Thy grace became;
Though the world deride or pity,
We 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.
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Thy God the God of mercy still shall prove;
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Unquestion'd be His faithfulness and love.
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In memory of Thy love.
4 Jesus! Thy fair creation groans,
The air, the earth, the sea,
In unison with all our hearts,
And calls aloud for Thee.
5 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.
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1 O God of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led;
2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace :
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
3 Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
4 Oh, spread Thy covering wings around,
Till all our wanderings cease,
And, at our Father's loved abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.
Philip Doddridge, 1737 Michael Bruce, 1781.
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1 When from the city of our God
Man wandered far away,
He fell into the Tempter's hands;
Was stripped, and wounded lay.
2 Christ bound our wounds, and poured in
And wine with tender care, [oil
And bore us to an Inn — His Church —
And safely lodged us there.
3 He gave us to the host in charge,
And "at that future day
When I shall come again," He said,
"I will thy pains repay."
4 What beams of grace and mercy, Lord,
In Thy example shine! [praise,
Oh, may we give Thee thanks and
By showing love like Thine.
5 So may we at that future day,
With joy Thy coming see,
And hear that blessing,-' 'What ye did
To mine, ye did to Me."
Christopher Wordsworth.
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In this glad hour:
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Thy sovereign majesty
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Yet we must wait till He appear,
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3 Though unbelief suggest,
Why should we longer wait;
He bids us never give him rest,
But be importunate.
4 'Twas thus the widow poor,
Without support or friend,
Beset the unjust judge's door,
And gained at last her end.
5 And shall not Jesus hear
His chosen when they cry?
Yes; though He may awhile forbear,
He'll not their suit deny.
6 Then let us earnest be,
And never faint in prayer;
He loves our importunity,
And makes our cause His care.
452
1 Jesus! I live to Thee,
The loveliest and best;
My life in Thee, Thy life in me,
In Thy blest love I rest.
2 Jesus! I die to Thee,
Whenever death shall come;
To die in Thee, is life to me,
In my eternal home.
3 Whether to live or die,
I know not which is best;
To live in Thee, is bliss to me,
To die is endless rest.
4 Living or dying, Lord,
I ask but to be Thine;
My life in Thee, Thy life in me
Makes heaven forever mine.
Henry Harbaugh.
453
1 To God the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.
2 'Tis His almighty love,
His counsel and His care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.
3 He will present our souls,
Unblemished and complete,
Before the glory of His face,
With joys divinely great.
4 Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet before the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of His grace,
And make His wonders known.
5 To our Redeemer God
Wisdom and power belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And never-ending songs.
Isaac Wails, 1709.
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When martyred saints, baptized in
Christ's sufferings sharedbelow.
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 ours,
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 in Thine own home,
Where saints and angels live.
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2 God pities all our griefs;
He pardons every day,
Almighty to protect our souls,
And wise to guide our way.
3 How large His bounties are!
What various stores of good,
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand,
And purchased with His blood!
4 Jesus, our living Head,
We bless Thy faithful care,
Our Advocate before the throne,
And our Forerunner there.
5 Here fix, my roving heart;
Here wait, my warmest love;
Till the communion be complete,
In nobler scenes above.
PhUip Doddridge.
456
1 A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify ;
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.
2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill;
Oh, may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in Thy sight to live:
And oh ! Thy servant, Lord
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A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray,
And on Thyself rely:
Assured if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.
C. Wedty.
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Thyself to us impart,
And with Thy precious gifts inspire
A pure and thankful heart.
4 And Thou, to whom the Father's love
The wedding guests has brought,
Who ever helpest from above
Those whom Thy blood has bought.
5 Lord of the feast! our coming bless,
And round our souls entwine
The garment of Thy righteousness,
In which Thy saints shall shine.
John Ernest Bode, 1860.
458
1 Vain are the hopes the sons of men
On their own works have built;
Their hearts, by nature, all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.
2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths,
Without a murmuring word;
And the whole race of Adam stand
Guilty before the Lord.
3 In vain we ask God's righteous law,
To justify us now,
Since to convince, and to condemn,
Is all the law can do.
4 Jesus! how glorious is Thy grace!
When in Thy name we trust,
Our faith receives a righteousness,
That makes the sianer just.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
459
1 OThou, the Lord and Life of those
Who rest their hope in Thee:
Whose love from everlasting woes,
Hath set Thy people free ;
2 Thine agony and death display
The curse our guilt should bear,
Thy resurrection points the way
To bliss that we may share.
3 To Thee, O Lord, we lift our heart,
Thy mercy we implore;
Help us to choose the better part,
And go, and sin no more.
4 Help us Thee, Saviour, to confess*
In whom our life we see;
And oh! may fruits of holiness
Prove that we live to Thee.
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203
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Thou, Christ, the great Jehovah art,
The Fount of holiness;
And, God with us, Thou art become
The Lord our Righteousness.
Oh, wash us with Thy blood, and clothe
With Thy pure spotless dress;
Oh, hide us in Thyself, and be
The Lord our Righteousness.
Make us by grace to be in deed
What we in word profess;
Oh, make us like unto Thyself,
The Lord our Righteousness.
Pour on us plenteous showers of grace,
Increase ourfruitfulness,
That we may yield Thine own to Thee,
The Lord our Righteousness.
So, in Thy glorious image rais'd,
May we Thy mercy bless;
And sing for ever praise to Thee,
The Lord our Righteousness.
Christojjher Wordsworth.
XICOLAUS HERMANN. 1561.
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At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey's end.
Iaaac Watts, 1719.
2 Thou, then, my soul in safety rest,
Thy Guardian will not sleep;
His watchful care that Israel guards,
Will thee in safety keep.
3 Sheltered beneath th' Almighty's wings,
Thou shalt securely rest ;
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The panoply of 'God:
4 That, having all things done,
And all your conflicts past, [alone,
You may o'ercome through Christ
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5 From strength to strength go on;
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.
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1 463
1 My soul! be on thy guard;
Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray!
The battle ne'er give o'er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.
3 Ne'er think the victory won,
Nor once at ease sit down;
Thy arduous work will not be done
Till thou obtain thy crown.
4 Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God!
He'll take thee at thy parting breath,*
Up to His blest abode.
Heath, 17S1.
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Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me!
3 Lord! I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.
4 And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the victory's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,.
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
J. II. Gilmorc, 1861.
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The night is gone; [till
And with the morn Chose angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost
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All our weakness Thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth before us;
Thou didst feel its keenest woe;
Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
Through the desert Thou didst go.
3 Spirit of our God! descending,
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy;
Love with every passion blending,
Pleasure that can never cloy;
Thus provided, pardoned, guided,
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James Edmeston, 1820.
467
1 Shepherd of Thine Israel! lead us,
Pilgrims o'er this barren sand;
Thou who hast from bondage freed us,
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Shine around us; — Thou art light.
3 When we come to death's dark river,
Bid the swelling stream divide;
Thou who canst our life deliver,
Bear us through the sundered tide:
Praises, praises
Will we sing on Canaan's side.
Josiah Conder, 1856.
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For all of good ray soul can know,
The glory, Lord, be Thine;
Free grace my pardon seals,
Through Thy atoning blood;
Free grace the full assurance bring;
Of peace with Thee, my God.
3 Oh, speak and I will hear;
Command, and I obey;
My willing feet with joy shall haste
To run the heavenly way;
Keep Thou my wand'ring heart,
And bid it cease to roam;
Oh, bear me safe o'er death's cold wave
To heaven my blissful home.
Fanny J. Crosby.
468 Continued.
2 Rivers to the ocean run,
Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view His glorious face;
Upward tends to His abode,
To rest in His embrace.
3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon our Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies:
Yet a season, — and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below,
And earth exchanged for heaven.
Robert Seagrave, 17JO.
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4 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,
Have I my race begun ;
And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet
I'll lay my honors down.
Philip Doddridge, 17W.
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1 Alas! what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.
2 How oft my mournful thoughts com-
And melt in flowing tears! [plain
My weak resistance, ah, how vain!
How strong my foes and fears!
3 O gracious God! in whom I live,
My feeble efforts aid;
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,,
Though trembling and' afraid.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail.
5 Oh, keep me in Thy heavenly way,
And bid the tempter flee!
And let me never, never stray
From happiness and Thee.
A. Steele.
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By Thy paternal bounty. fed,
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As far from danger as from fear,
While Thine almighty love is near.
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TRINITY SEASON— WARFARE.
1. Jesus, Thou art my Righteousness, For all my sius were Thine; Thy death hath bought of God my peace, Thy life hath made Him mine.
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I feel my sins forgiven;
I taste salvation in Thy name,
And antedate my heaven.
3 Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to Thy bleeding side;
This all my hope, and all my plea,
For me the Saviour died!
4 My dying Saviour and my God,
Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood,
And cleanse and keep me clean!
5 Wash me, and make me thus Thine own;
Wash me, and mine Thou art!
Wash me, but not my feet alone;
My hands, my head, my heart!
6 The atonement of Thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
Charles Wesley, mo.
474
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 Thy saints,
And seal them heirs of heaven?
When wilt Thou banish my complaints
And show my sins forgiven?
3 Assure my conscience of her part
In my 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.
Isaac Watts.
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2 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.
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3 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph trom afar,
And seize it with their eye.
When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.
I«aac Watts, 17tS.
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Where milder words declare His will,
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3 Behold the innumerable host
Of angels clothed iu light!
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight!
4 Behold the bless'd assembly there,
Whose names are writ in heaven;
And God, the Judge of all, declare
Their vilest sins forgiven!
5 The saints on earth and all the dead
But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living Head,
And of His grace partake.
6 In such society as this
My weary soul would rest;
The man that dwells where Jesus is
Must be forever blest.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
477
1 Jesus, exalted far on high,
To whom a name is given,
A name surpassing every name
That's known in earth or heaven;
2 Before whose throne shall every knee
Bow down with one accord;
Before whose throne shall every tongue
Confess that Thou art Lord ; •
3 Jesus, who, in the form of God,
Didst equal honor claim ;
Yet to redeem our guilty souls,
Didst stoop to death and shame:
4 Oh, may that mind in us be formed,
Which shone so bright in Thee!
A humble, meek, and lowly mind,
From pride and envy free.
5 May we to others stoop, and learn
To emulate Thy love;
So shall we bear Thine image here
And share Thy throne above.
Thomas Cotterill, 1812.
478
1 Oh, for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!
A heart that's sprinkled with Thy blood,
So freely shed for me!
2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek;
My dear Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone!
3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean;
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within!
4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine,
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good;
A copy, Lord, of Thine!
5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of love.
Charles Wesley, llht.
TRINITY SEASON— ASPIRATION.
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And rivers of delight!
3 O'er all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God, the Son, forever reigns,
And scatters night away.
4 No chilling winds, no poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death
Are felt and feared no more.
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And be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in His bosom rest.
Saml, Stennett, 1787.
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1 Forth to the land of promise bound,
Our desert-path we tread;
God's fiery pillar for our guide,
His Captain at our head.
2 E'en now we faintly trace the hills;
And catch their distant blue;
And the bright city's gleaming spires
Rise dimly on our view.
3 Soon, when the desert shall be crossed,
The flood of death passed o'er,
Our pilgrim hosts shall safely land
On Canaan's peaceful shore.
4 There love shall have its perfect work,
And prayer be lost in praise;
And all the servants of our God
Their endless anthems raise.
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"Holy, Holy, Holy," singing,
"Lord of Hosts, theLord most high!"
With His seraph-train before Him,
With His holy Church below,
Thus conspire we to adore Him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow:
"Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,
Earth is with its fulness stored:
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!"
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Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
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4 Lord! obediently we go,
Gladly leaving all below:
Only Thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow Thee!
5 Seal our love, our labors end;
Let us to Thy bliss ascend;
Let us to Thy kingdom come;
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1 Blessed are the son's of God;
They are bought with Jesus' blood,
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have.
2 They are justified by grace,
They enjoy a solid peace;
All their sins are washed away,
They shall stand in God's great day.
3 They have fellowship with God,
Through the Mediator's blood;
One with God, through Jesus one,
Glory is in them begun.
4 They alone are truly blest;
Heirs with God, joint heirs with Christ;
They with love and peace are filled,
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2 Make us of one heart and mind,
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Lowly, meek, in thought and word,
Altogether like our Lord.
3 Let us for each other care,
Each the other's burden bear,
To Thy Church the pattern give,
Show how true believers live.
4 Free from anger and from pride,
Let us thus in God abide :
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All the heights of holiness. Charles Wesley,
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When the world from darkness sprang.
When in sin and death we lay,
Thou didst wake us into day;
Thou, in human nature born,
Wast to us a glorious morn.
When Thou didst arise from death,
We were quickened by Thy breath;
"We arose with Thee our Head,
First begotten from the dead.
Keep us safe from harm and sin,
Foes around us and within;
May we know Thee ever nigh,
Ever walk as in Thine eye.
Lead us onward, Lord, we pray,
To the pure and perfect day,
Where we may the glory see
Of the blessed Trinity.
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1 High in yonder realms of light,
Dwell the raptured saints above;
Far beyond our feeble sight,
Happy in Immanuel'slove.
2 Pilgrims in this vale of tears,
Once they knew, like us below,
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears,
Torturing pain and heavy woe.
3 But these days of weeping o'er,
Passed this scene of toil and pain,
% They shall feel distress no more —
Kever, never weep again .
4 'Mid the chorus of the skies,
'Mid th' angelic lyres above,
Hark! their songs melodious rise,
Songs of praise to Jesus' love!
Thomas Raffles, 1812.
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2 These are the saints beloved of God;
Washed are their robes in Jesus'blood
More spotless than the purest white,
They shine in uncreated light.
3 Brighter than angels, lo! they shine;
Their glories great, and all divine;
Tell me their origin, and say [they?
Their order what — and whence came
4 Through tribulation great, they came;
They bore the cross, and scorned the
Within the living temple blest, [shame;
In God they dwell, and on Him rest.
5 Unknown to mortal ears they sing
The sacred glories of their King; —
Tell me the subject of their lays,
And whence their loud exalted praise?
6 Jesus, the Saviour, is their theme;
They sing the wonders of His name;
To Him ascribing power and grace,
Dominion and eternal praise.
7 Amen, they cry, to Him alone,
Who dares to iill His Father's throne;
They give Him glory, and again
Repeat His praise and say, Amen.
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To sinners weary and distrest,
The first of all His gifts bestowed,
And certain pledge of all the rest.
4 Could I but say, this gift is mine,
I'd tread the world beneath my feet,
No more at pain or want repine,
Nor envy the rich sinner's state.
5 This precious jewel let me keep, ,
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At home, abroad, awake, asleep,
It never shall from thence depart.
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Redeemed from guilt, redeemed from fears,
My soul enlarged and dried my tears,
What can I do, O Love divine,
What, to repay such gifts as Thine?
2 What can 1 do, so poor, so weak,
But from Thy hands new blessings seek,
A heart to feel Thy mercies more,
A soul to know Thee, and adore?
3 Oh, teach me at Thy feet to fall,
And yield Thee up myself, my all!
Before Thy saints my debts to own,
And live and die to Thee alone!
4 Thy Spirit, Lord, at large impart,
Expand and raise and fill my heart!
So may I hope my life shall be
Some faint return, O Lord, to Thee.
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When all Thy saints from death "shall rise,
Raptured in bliss beyond the skies.
Rowland Hill, 1796.
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Beneath the cloud baptized are we,
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4 No arm can save us from the foe
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We lean not on ourselves; — Thy rod
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In all our long and weary way,
Pilgrims of Canaan, lest we stray,
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So may we through life's desert go,
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Oh! may my soul be found in Him,
And of His righteousness partake.
The best obedience of my hands
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But faith can answer Thy demands,
By pleading what my Lord has done.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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And, on harps divinely thrilling,
Glorify their glorious King ;
Aided by whose arm of might,
They were victors in the fight.
6 Look, 0 Jesus, on Thy soldiers,
Worn and wounded in the fight ;
Grant, O grant us rest for ever,
In Th}T beatific sight ;
And Thyself our guerdon be
Through a long eternity.
Pietro Damiani.
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Our eyes delighted trace,
Thy love in long succession shown,
To ever}' faithful race.
497
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2 Our children Thou dost claim,
O Lord, our God, as Thine ;
Ten thousand blessings to Thy name
For goodness so divine !
3 Thy cov'nant may the}' keep,
And bless the happy bands.
Which, closer still, engage their hearts
To honor Thy commands.
4 Thee let the fathers own,
Thee let the sons adore,
Joined to the Lord in solemn vows
To be forgot no more.
5 How great Thy mercies, Lord !
How plenteous is Thy grace,
Which, in the promise of Thy love,
Includes our rising race.
6 Our offspring, still Thy care,
Shall own their fathers' God,
To latest times Thy blessings share,
And sound Thy praise abroad.
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The lily must decay ;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away.
4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man's maturer age
May shake the soul with sorrow's power
And stormy passion's rage.
5 0 Thou, whose infant feet were found
Within Thy Father's shrine,
Whose years, with changeless virtue
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Were all alike divine !
6 Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,
We seek Thy grace alone
In childhood, manhood, age and death,
To keep us still Thine own.
Reginald Eeber.
499
1 Thou art my portion, 0 my God,
Soon as I know Thy way,
My heart makes haste to obey Thy word,
And suffers no delay.
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And there my comfort lies.
4 If once I wander from Thy path,
I think upon my wa}rs ;
Then turn my feet to Thy commands,
And trust Thy pard'ning grace.
5 Now I am Thine, for ever Thine,
0 save Thy servant, Lord !
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place,
My hope is in Thy word.
6 Thou hast inclined this heart of mine
Thy statutes to fulfil ;
And thus till mortal life shall end,
Would I perform Thy will. ■
I. Watts.
500
1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stands,
With all engaging Alarms !
Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs,
And folds them in His arms !
2 "Permit them to approach," He cries,
"Nor scorn their humble name ;
For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
The Lord of angels came."
3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful
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And yield them up to Thee ;
Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, —
Thine let our offspring be.
Philip Doddridge. 1740.
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4 Let every thought, and work, and word
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A vow we dare not break : —
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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,
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That with returning wants the Lord
Will all our need supply.
4 Oh. ijuide our doubtful feet aright,
And keep us in Thy ways :
And, while we turn our vows to prayers,
Turn Thou our prayers to praise !
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2 Kemember still that they are Thine,
That Thy dear sacred name they bear ;
Think that the seal of love divine,
The sign of covenant grace they wear.
3 In all their erring, sinful years,
Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be ;
Remember all the prayers and tears
Which made them consecrate to Thee.
4 And when these lips no more can pray,
These e}res can weep for them no more,
Turn Thou their feet from folly's way ;
The wanderers to Thy fold restore.
A. B. Hyde.
505
1 This child we consecrate to Thee,
O God of grace and purity !
Shield it from sin and threatening wrong
And let Thy love its life prolong.
2 Oh, 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.
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Cheered by each promise Thou hast
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1 Dear Lord ! I give my heart to Thee,
Its throbs of griefs will never cease,
Till yearning faith be taught to see
In Christ, the risen Prince of Peace.
2 My time is flitting day by day,
Sad conscience weaves, in restless
loom,
A shroud, whose dusky lines portray
The travails of eternal gloom.
3 The bitter fruits of wasted years,
The empty store of worldly gain,
Hope's blighted flowers, rank with tears,
And mem'ry's ashes mixed with pain ;
4 This weighty sum of life I bring
To Calv'r}- 's gleaming, lofty tree ;
Lo ! at its foot, the load I fling,
And to its arms for refuge flee.
5 My guilt— the spear that pierced Thy
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My death once swelled Thy dying
cry ;
0 cleanse my sins in mercy's tide,
Still ebbing earthward from the sky.
6 Thine eye doth read the soul's dis-
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When mourning for Thy peace, it
pleads,
Let Thy forgiveness, Jesus, bless,
And fill my spirit's piteous needs.
B. S. Mathews. 1859.
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Strength, counsel, fear and godliness !
3 O Trinity in Unity,
One only God in Persons Three,
In whom, through whom, by whom we
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In Thee we praise and glory give !
4 0 grant us so to use Thy grace,
That we may see Thy glorious face,
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And ever, with the heavenly host,
:j Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Christopher Wordsworth.
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1 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine,
With full consent Thine I would be,
And own Thy sovereign right in me.
2 Here, 0 my Lord, my soul, m}^ all,
I yield to Thee beyond recall ;
Accept Thine own — so long withheld,
Accept what I so freely jield.
3 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of Thy grace ;
A wretched sinner lost to God,
But ransomed by Immanuel's blood.
4 The vow is past beyond repeal ;
Now will I set the solemn seal :
Thine would I live, Thine would I die,
Be Thine through all eternity.
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To Him who merits all my love ;
Let cheerful anthems fill His house,
While to His sacred throne I move.
Fixed on thy God, thy Saviour, rest ;
Who with the world would grieve to part,
When called on angel's food to feast ?
5 High heaven that hears the solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.
Philip Doddridge.
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5 Let His people sing with gladness,
Other mirth than this is madness,
Mirth it is that ends in sadness,
Be it far away.
6 'Tis the saints have solid treasure,
They can sing with holy pleasure,
And their joy will know no measure,
In the final day.
Thomas Kelley. 1815.
JOHN B. DYKES. 1861.
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The all-subduing Word,
Healer of strife !
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That from sin's deep disgrace
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Of heavenly love ;
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Jesus ! Thou Christ of God !
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5. So now, and till we die,
Sound we Thy praises high,
And joyful sing !
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Lord, in us Thy will be done.
3 By the hallowed outward sign,
By the cleansing grace within,
Seal, and make us wholly Thine :
Wash, and keep us pure from sin.
4 Called to bear the Christian name,
May our vows and life accord,
And our every deed proclaim
"Holiness unto the Lord !"
Edward Oiler. 18&I.
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Human hearts and looks deceive me —
Thou art not, like them, untrue ;
Oh, while Thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends disown me,
Show Thy face, and all is bright.
3 Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ;
Life with trials hard may press me ;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest !
515
ABIDE IN ME.
Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me ;
Oh, 't were not in jo}T to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
4 Go then, earthly fame and treasure f
Come disaster, scoru, and pain !
In Thy service pain is pleasure,
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee — Abba, Father !
I have stayed my heart on Thee !
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.
H. F. Lyte.
ARTHUR H. D. TROYTE, d. 1859.
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Fruitless years with grief recalling,
Humbly I confess my sin ;
At Thy feet, 0 Father, falling.
To Thy household take me in.
Freely now to Thee I proffer
This relenting heart of mine ;
Freeh*, life and soul I offer —
Gift unworthy love like Thine.
Once the world's Redeemer dying,
Bore our sins upon the tree ;
On that sacrifice relying,
Now I look in hope to Thee ;
Father, take me 1 all forgiving
Fold me to Thy loving breast ;
In Thy love forever living,
I must be forever blest !
Ray Palmer. 1865.
515 Continued.
3 As some rare perfume in a | vase of | clay,
Pervades it with a fragrance | not its | own,
So, when Thou dwellest in a | mortal | soul,
All heaven's own sweetness seems a- | round it | thrown.
4 Abide in me : there have been | moments | blest,
When I have heard Thy voice and | felt Thy | power ;
Then evil lost its grasp ; and | passion, f hushed,
Owned the divine enchantment | of the | hour.
5 These were but seasons beauti- ( ful and | rare ;
Abide in me, and they shall | ever | be ;
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Come, and abide in me, and | I in | Thee.
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Heaven ;
Here would I lay aside each earthly load,
Here taste afresh the calm of sin for-
given.
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Another arm save Thine to lean upon ;
It is enough, my Lord ; enough, indeed :
My strength is in Thy might, Thy might
alone.
4 I have no wisdom, save in Him who is
My Wisdom and my Teacher, both in
one;
No wisdom can I lack while Thou art wise,
No teaching do I crave, save Thine alone.
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 ;
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above,
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Horatius Bonar. 1866.
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5 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.
6 But round us fall the evening shadows
dim ;
A saddened awe pervades our darkened
sense,
In solemn choir we sing the parting Hymn,
And hear Thy Voice — Arise, let us go
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C. L. Ford.
520
1 Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord,
And drink the holy blood for you out-
poured ;
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With souls refreshed, we render thanks to
God.
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By His dear cross and blood the vict'ry
won ;
Offered was He for greatest and for least,
Himself the victim and Himself the priest.
3 He, ransomer from death, and light from
shade,
Now gives His holy grace His saints to aid;
With heav'nly bread makes them that
hunger whole,
Gives living waters to the thirsting soul.
4 Approach ye then with faithful hearts sin-
cere,
And take the safeguard of salvation here ;
He, that in this world rules his saints and
shields,
To all believers life eternal yields.
lih Century, Tr. John Maton Ntalt, 1AG1.
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WINDHAM.
L. M.
DANIEL BEAD.
1. *Twas on that dark, that dole-ful night, When pow'rs of earth and hell a - rose A-gainst the Son of God's de-light,
And friends be-trayed Him
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He took the bread, and blest, and brake:
What love through all His actions ran !
What wondrous words of grace He spake !
3 '• This is my body, broke for sin ;
Receive and eat the living food ; "
Then took the cup, and blessed the wine,
'• 'Tis the new covenant in my blood."
4 For us His flesh with nails was torn,
He bore the scourge, He felt the thorn;
And justice poured upon His head
Its heavy vengeance in our stead.
5 uDo this," He cried, "till time shall end,
la memory of your dying friend ;
Meet, at my table, and record
The love of your departed Lord."
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We show Thy death, we sing Thy name,
Till Thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
Isaac Watts, 1107.
522
1 Body of Jesus, oh, sweet food !
Blood of my Saviour, precious blood ;
On these Thy gifts, Eternal Priest !
Grant Thou my soul in faith to feast.
2 Weary and faint I thirst and pine
For Thee, my Bread, for Thee, my Wine,
Till strengthened, as Elijah trod,
I journey to the mount of God.
3 There clad, in white, with crown and palm,
At the great Supper of the Lamb,
Be mine, -with all Th}- saints to rest,
Like him that leaned upon Thy breast.
4 Saviour ! till then, I fain would know
That feast above 03^ this below ;
This bread of life, this wondrous food,
Thy body and Thy precious blood.
Arthur C. Coxe. 1858.
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HEAVENLY FATHER.
J. H. KUEZENKNABE.
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2 Blessed Jesus, I would ask
For a gentle will ;
Help Thou me my every task
Faithful to fulfil.
3 Holy Spirit, loving Guide !
Lead me day by day ;
Guard my steps on every side^
Lest I go astray.
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Does no dark sign, no ground of fear,
In practice or in heart appear?
3 What image does my spirit bear?
Is Jesus formed, and living there ?
Say, do His lineaments divine
In thought and word and action shine ?
4 Searcher of hearts, O search me still,
The secrets of my soul reveal ;
My fears remove ; let me appear
To God, and my own conscience clear.
5 May I, consistent with Thy word,
Approach Thy table, O my Lord?
Oh ! quicken, clothe, and feed my soul,
Forgive my sins and make me whole.
525
1 Eternal King, enthroned above,
Look down in faithfulness and love,
Prepare our hearts to seek Thy face,
And grant us Thy reviving grace.
2 Unworthy to approach Thy throne,
Our trust is fixed on Christ alone ;
In Him Thy covenant stands secure,
And will from age to age endure.
3 O let us hear Thy pardoning voice,
And bid our mourning hearts rejoice ;
Revive our souls, our faith renew,
Prepare for duties now in view.
4 Make all our spices flow abroad,
A grateful incense to our God ;
Let hope, and love, and joy appear,
And every grace be active here.
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LOWELL MASON.
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Rich banquet of His flesh and blood I
Thrice happy he who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food.
3 Why are its dainties all in vain
Before unwilling hearts displayed?
Was not for them the Victim slain ?
Are they forbid the children's bread ?
4 Oh let Thy table honored be,
And furnished well with joyful guests;
And may each soul salvation see
That here its sacred pledges tastes.
Philip Doddridy*.
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Far, far above our mortal songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.
Yet while around His board we meet,
And worship at His glorious feet,
Oh ! let our warm affections move,
In glad returns of grateful love.
Let faith our feeble senses aid,
To see Thy wondrous love displayed,
Thy broken flesh, Thy bleeding veins,
Thy dreadful agonizing pains.
Let humble, penitential woe,
With painful, pleasing anguish, flow ;
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Anne Steele. 1760.
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Come, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind,
And fit me to approach my God ;
Remove each vain, each worldly thought,
And lead me to Thy blest abode.
2 Hast Thou imparted to my soul
A living spark of holy fire ?
Oh, kindle now the sacred flame ;
Make me to burn with pure desire.
3 A brighter faith and hope impart,
And let me now my Saviour see ;
Oh, soothe and cheer my burdened heart,
And bid my spirit rest in Thee.
John Stewart.
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What His guerdon here ? —
"Many a sorrow, many a labor,
Many a tear."
5 If I still hold closely to Him,
What hath He at last ?—
"Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan passed."
6 If I ask Him to receive me,
Will He say me nay ?
"Not till earth, and not till heaven
Pass away."
7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
Is He sure to bless ? —
"Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,
Answer, yes."
Stephen of St. Sabas. (725-79i.) Tr. John M. Neale. 1851*
at rest." A - men.
2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him,
If He be my Guide ?—
"In His feet and hands are wound-prints,
And His side."
3 Is there diadem, as Monarch,
That His brow adorns ? —
"Yea, a crown, in very surety ;
But of thorns."
530
HOLY COMMUNION.
231
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Withhold Thy grace to guide,
Forever we should wander
From Thee, and peace, aside;
NAUFORD. P. M.
But Thou to spirits contrite
Dost light and life impart,
That man may learn to serve Thee
With thankful, joyous heart.
3 Our souls — on Thee we cast them,
Our only refuge Thou !
Thy cheering words revive us,
When pressed with grief we how;
Thou bear'st the trusting spirit
Upon Thy loving breast.
And gi vest' all Thy ransomed
A sweet, unending rest.
Bay Palmer.
ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN.
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1= Bj Christ redeemed, in Christ restored, We keep the memory adored, And show the death of our dear Lord, Until He come.
His body broken in our stead
Is here, in this memorial bread ;
And so our feeble love is fed,
Until He come.
His fearful drops of agony,
His life-blood shed for us we see
The cup shall tell the mystery,
Until He come.
4 And thus that dark betrayal night,
With the last advent we unite —
The shame, the glory, by this rite,
Until He come.
Oh, blessed hope \ with this elate,
Let not our hearts be desolate,
But, strong in faith, in patience wait,
Until He come ! G. Bawton.
532
STILLINGFLEET. S. M,
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2 Here have we seen Thy face,
And felt Thy presence here ;
So may the savor of Thy grace
In word and life appear.
3 The purchase of Thy blood-
By sin no longer led —
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The path our dear Redeemer trod
May we rejoicing tread.
4 In self-forgetting love
Be our communion shown,
Until we join the Church above,
And know as we are known.
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2 Our broken spirit pitying see ;
True penitence impart ;
Then let a kindling glance from Thee
Beam hope upon the heart.
3 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign ;
And not a thought our bosoms share,
Which is not wholly Thine.
4 May faith each weak petition fill,
And waft it to the skies,
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
That grants it or denies. Jm D. cariyie, isos.
534
1 0 God, unseen, }7et ever near,
Thy presence may we feel ;
And thus inspired with holy fear,
Before Thine altar kneel.
2 Here may Thy faithful people know
The blessings of Thy love ;
The streams that through the desert flow;
The manna from above.
3 We come, obedient to Thy word,
To feast on heavenly food ;
Our meat, the Body of the Lord ;
Our drink, His precious Blood.
4 Thus would we all Thy words obey ;
For we, 0 God, are Thine ;
And go rejoicing on our way,
Renewed with strength divine.
Edward Osier. 1836.
535
1 Here at Thy table, Lord ! we meet
To feed on food divine ;
Thy body is the bread we eat,
Thy precious blood the wine.
2 He that prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down, and dies ;
And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
3 Sure, there was never love so free,
Dear Saviour ! so divine ;
Well Thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to Thine.
4 Yes, Thou shalt surely have my heart,
My soul, my strength, my all ;
With life itself I'll freely part,
My Jesus ! at Thy call.
Samuel Stennett. 1787.
536
1 The blest memorials of Thy grief,
The suff 'rings of TI137 death,
We come, dear Saviour, to receive,
But would receive with faith.
2 The tokens sent us to relieve
Our spirits when they droop,
We come, dear Saviour, to receive,
But would receive with hope.
3 The pledges Thou wast pleas'd to leave
Our mournful minds to move,
We come, dear Saviour, to receive,
But would receive with love.
4 Here in obedience to Thy word,
We take the bread and wine,
The utmost we can do, dear Lord,
For all beyond is Thine.
5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love ;
Lord, give us all that's good ;
We would Thy full salvation prove,
And share Thy flesh and blood.
537
HOLY COMMUNION.
233
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2 u Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
11 To be exalted thus ; "
"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
11 For He was slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive,
Honor and power divine ;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of Him who sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
I. Watta.
538
539
1 Let us adore th' eternal Word,
'Tis He our souls hath fed ;
Thou art our living Stream, O Lord,
And Thou th' immortal Bread.
2 Blest be the Lord that gives His flesh,
To nourish dying men ;
And often spreads His table fresh,
Lest we should faint again.
3 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath
Whilst Jesus finds supplies ;
Nor shall our graces sink to death,
For Jesus never dies.
4 The God of mercy be adored
Who calls our souls from death,
Who saves by His redeeming Word
And new-creating breath. Isaac Wattt.
ST. JOHN. C. M.
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2 Thy body, broken for my sake.
My bread from heaven shall be;
Thy sacramental cup I take,
And thus remember Thee.
Can 1 Gethsemane forget?
Or there Thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat.
And not remember Thee?
When to the Cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God. my sacrifice,
I must remember Thee.
Remember Thee, and all Thy pains,
And all Thy love to me ;
Yes. while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember Thee.
And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and memory flee,
When Thou slmlt in Thy kingdom come,
Jesus, remember me. J. Montgomery.
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HOLLEY. 7s.
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Now we seek Thee, — here we stay ;
Lord, from hence we would not go,
Till a blessing Thou bestow.
3 Send some message from Thy word,
That may joy and peace afford ;
Let Thy spirit now impart
Full salvation to each heart.
4 Comfort those who weep and mourn,
Let the time of joy return ;
Those who are cast down lift up,
Make them strong in faith and hope.
5 Grant that all may seek and find
Thee a Q-od supremely kind ;
Heal the sick, the captive free ;
Let us all rejoice in Thee.
William Hammond.
541
Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord ;
'Tis thy Saviour — hear His word ;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
"Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me ?
2 "I delivered thee when bound,
And when bleeding, healed thy wound :
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.
3 "Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare ?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
4 "Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above ;
Deeper than the depths beneath —
Free and faithful — strong as death.
5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done ;
Partner of my throne shalt be !
Say, poor sinner ! lovest thou me ?"
6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint ;
Yet I love Thee, and adore ; —
Oh, for grace to love Thee more.
William Cowper.
542
1 Thine forever ! God of love,
Hear us from Thy throne above ;
Thine forever may we be,
Here and in eternity.
2 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.
3 Thine forever ! Oh, how blest
They who find in Thee their rest ;
Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend,
Oh, defend us to the end.
4 Thine forever ! Saviour, keep
These Thy frail and trembling sheep ;
Safe alone beneath Thy care,
Let us all Thy goodness share.
5 Thine forever ! Thou our Guide,
All our wants by Thee supplied,
All our sins by Thee forgiven,
Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven.
Mary F. Mauds,
HOLY COMMUNION.
235
543
BOYLSTON. S. M.
DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
1. Je-8Q8 in-utes Hi* saints To meet a-round
board, Here pardoned rebeis sit, and hold Communion with their Lord.
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For food He gives His flesh ;
He bids us drink His blood ;
Amazing favor, matchless grace
Of our descending God !
The sacred elements
Remain mere wine and bread ;
But signify and seal the love
Of Christ our cov'nant head.
This holy bread and wine
Maintains our fainting breath,
By union with our living Lord,
And interest in His death.
Our heavenly Father calls
Christ and His members one ;
We the young children of His love,
And He the first-born Son.
We are but several parts
Of the same broken bread ;
One body hath its several limbs,
But Jesus is the head.
Let all our powers be joined
His glorious name to raise ;
Pleasure and love fill every mind,
And every voice be praise.
544
/. Watts.
1 Jesus, we thus obe}-
Thy last and kindest word,
And in Thine own appointed way
We come to meet Thee, Lord.
2 Thus we remember Thee,
And take this bread and wine
As Thine own d}ing legacy,
And our redemption's sign.
3 Thy presence makes the feast ;
Now let our spirits feel
The glory not to be expressed,
The jo}- unspeakable.
4 With high and heavenly bliss
Thou dost our spirits cheer ;
Thy house of banqueting is this,
And Thou hast brought us here.
5 Now let our souls be fed
With manna from above,
And over us Th}' banner spread
Of everlasting love.
545
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Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord,
I'd give them all to Thee ;
ten thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony.
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Enter on their rest above,
Seems the earth so poor and vast,
All our life-joy overcast ?
Hush, be every murmur dumb ;
It is only— "Till He come."
3 See, the feast of love is spread,
Drink the wine, and break the bread ;
Sweet memorials, — till the Lord
Call us round His heavenly board ;
Some from earth, from glor}' some,
Severed only — "Till He come."
E. H. Bickersteth.
547
1 Bread of heaven ! on Thee we feed,
For Thy flesh is meat indeed :
Ever may our souls be fed
"With this true and living Bread :
Day by day with strength supplied
Through the life of Him that died.
2 Vine of heaven ! Thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice :
Lord, Thy wounds our healing give ;
To Thy cross we look and live :
Jesus, ma}r we ever be
Grafted, rooted, built in Thee.
Josiah Conder. 1836
ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.
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Their various efforts bless ;
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And crown them with success.
3 Endow them with a heavenly mind ;
Supply their every need ;
Make them in spirit meek, resigned,
But bold in word and deed.
In every tempting, trying hour,
Uphold them by Thy grace,
And guard them by Thy mighty power,
Till they shall end their race.
Thomas Morell. 1818.
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To teach the truth as taught by Thee,
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand,
Let all Thy Church's pastors be.
550
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3 Wisdom, and zeal, and love impart,
Firmness and meekness from above,
To bear Thy people in his heart
And love the souls whom Thou dost love.
4 To love, and pray, and never faint,
By day and night their guard to keep,
To warn the sinner, form the saint,
To feed Thy lambs, and tend Thy sheep.
5 So, when their work is finished here,
They may in hope their charge resign :
So, when their Master shall appear,
They may with crowns of glory shine.
James Montgomery.
GERMANY. L. M.
MJDWIG VON BEETHOVEN. 1770-1827.
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2 Clothe Thou with energy divine
Their words, and let those words be Thine ;
Teach them immortal souls to gain,
Nor let them labor, Lord, in vain.
3 Let thronging multitudes around
Hear from their lips the joyful sound ;
And light through distant realms be spread,
Till Zion rears her drooping head. B. Beddome.
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And," in each dark and trying hour,
Cheer Thou their fainting heart.
3 In holy watchfulness and prayer,
O keep them near Thy side ;
May they with loving zeal declare
A Saviour crucified.
4 Great Shepherd of the sheep, draw near,
Thy Spirit now be given ;
That they who preach, and those who hear,
May sing Thy praise in heaven.
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And ye shall prove my Gospel true
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
3 "Teach all the nations my commands ;
I'm with you till the world shall end ;
All power is trusted in my hands ;
I can destroy, and I defend."
4 He spake, and light shone round His head;
On a bright cloud to heaven He rode ;
554
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
Isaac Watts. 170T
553
1 Ye Christian heralds ! go proclaim
Salvation through Immanuel's name ;
To distant climes the tidings bear,
And plant the Rose of Sharon there.
2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire,
With flaming zeal your breasts inspire,
Bid raging winds their fury cease,
And hush the tempest into peace.
3 And when our labors all are o'er,
Then we shall meet to part no more, —
Meet with the blood-bought throng, to fall,
And crown our Jesus — Lord of all !
B. H. Draper, 1808.
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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 0 happy servant he,
In such a posture found !
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.
Philip Doddridge. 17-10.
555
1 Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand ;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed j
Broad-cast it o'er the land.
2 And duly shall appear
In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.
3 Thou canst not toil in vain ;
Cold, heat, the moist and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
4 Then, when the glorious end,
The day of God, shall come,
The angel-reapers shall descend,
And heaven sing "Harvest home I "
Jas, Montgomery,
ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.
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556
APOLLOS. S. M. D.
LOWELL MASON.
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2 How happy are our ears.
That hear this joyful sound.
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found !
How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light !
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
3 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad ;
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour, and their God.
Isaac Watt*. 1707.
557
1 Lord of the harvest ! hear
Thy needy servants cry ;
Answer our faith's effectual prayer,
And all our wants supply.
On Thee we humbly wait ;
Our wants are in Thy view ;
The harvest truly, Lord ! is great,
The laborers are few.
2 Convert and send forth more
Into Thy Church abroad ;
And let them speak Th}- word of power,
As workers with their God.
Give the pure Gospel-word,
The word of general grace ;
Thee let them preach, the common Lord,
The Saviour of our race.
3 Oh, let them spread Thy name ;
Their mission fully prove ;
Thy universal grace proclaim,
Thy all-redeeming love.
On all mankind forgiven,
Empower them still to call,
And tell each creature under heaven,
That Thou hast died for all.
C. Wesley.
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CORNER-STONE AND CHURCH CONSECRATION.
ALEXANDER. L. M.
C. EVEREST.
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ter - nal hills, And yet Touch-safes in Chris - tian
-jj The beauty of the oak and pine,
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lands, To dwell in tem - pics made with hands. The treasures of the earth and sea ;
And when we bring them to Tlry throne,
.ft &- We render, Lord, to Thee Thine own.
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2 O grant that we, who here to-day
Rejoicing this foundation lay.
May be in very deed Thine own,
Built on the precious Corner-stone.
3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace,
That shall adorn Thy dwelling-place j
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preserve from ill ;
May all, who build this house to Thee,
Built in Thy heavenly temple be.
6 Both now and ever, Lord, protect
The temple of Thine own elect ;
Be Thou in them, and they in Thee,
0 ever blessed Trinity. John m. Neaie.
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HANDEL.
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2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face,
And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place,
And when Thou nearest, O forgive.
3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim
The blessed Gospel of Thy Son,
Still by the power of His great name
Be mighty signs and wonders done.
4 Hosanna ! to their heavenly King,
When children's voices raise that song,
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Hosanna ! let their angels sing
And heaven with earth the strain prolong
5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign
Here to abide, no transient guest !
Will here the world's Redeemer reign ?
And here the Holy Spirit rest ?
6 That glory never hence depart ?
Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone:
Thy kingdom come to every heart,
In every bosom fix Thy throne.
James Montgomery.
560
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241
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H. J. GAUN'TLETT.
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2 All that dedicated City
Dearly loved by God on high,
In exultant jubilation
Pours perpetual melody ;
God the One, and God the Trinal,
Singing everlastingly.
3 To this temple, where we call Thee,
Come, O Lord of Hosts, to-day,
"With Thy wonted loving-kindness
Hear Thy people as the\~ pray ;
And Thy fullest benediction
Shed within its walls for aye.
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What they supplicate to gain :
Here to have and hold for ever
Those good things their prayers obtain:
And hereafter in Thy glory
With Thy blessed ones to reign.
5 Laud and honor to the Father ;
Laud and honor to the Son ;
Laud and honor to the Spirit ;
Ever Three and ever One:
Consubstantial, Co-eternal,
While unending ages run.
Latin Hymn. Trans. John M. Xeale.
S. HOWARD.
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2 Chosen of God. to sinners dear,
How glorious is Thy name !
Saints trust their whole salvation here
Nor shall they suffer shame.
3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain ;
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Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.
4 What though the gates of hell withstood,
Yet must this building rise ;
'Tis Thine own work, Almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes. ^ Woah.
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562
CORNER-STONE AND CHURCH CONSECRATION.
SUTHERLAND.
H. M.
WM. B. BRADBURY, 1844.
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2 Oh, then, with hymns of praise
These hallowed courts shall ring !
Our voices we will raise,
The Three in One to sing ;
And thus proclaim I Both loud and long,
In joyful song, | That glorious Name.
3 Here, gracious God, do Thou
For evermore draw nigh ;
Accept each faithful vow,
And mark each suppliant sigh :
In copious shower," I Each holy day,
On all who pray, | 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 I To endless rest
When all the blest | Are called away.
563
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-JOHN P. WILKES.
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With Thy word, the heavenly
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Here, in hope of glory blest,
May the dead be laid to rest.
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3 Here to Thee a temple stand
While the sea shall gird the
land :
Here reveal Thy mercy sure,
While the sun and moon endure.
4 Hallelujah !— earth and sky
To the joyful sound reply :
Hallelujah ! hence ascend
Prayer and praise till time
shall end.
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I. O Thou, whose own vast temple stands, Built o -ver earth and sea, Ac-cept the walls that
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2 Lord, from Thine inmost priory send,
Within these courts to bide,
The peace that dwelleth without end,
Serenely by Thy side !
3 May erring minds that worship here
Be taught the better way ;
And they who mourn and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray.
4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise,
While round these hallowed walls the storm
Of earth-born passion dies.
W. C. Bryant.
CORNER-STONE AND CHURCH CONSECRATION.
343
565
GRIGG. C. M.
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JOSEPH GRIQO.
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2 Accept our works, and hear our vows,
Unworthy though we be ;
And look in mercy on the house
We dedicate to Thee.
3 Here answer Thou, as Thou art wont,
Th}* people when they pray ;
Here in the waters of Thy font
Let sin be washed away.
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4 Here set Thy Confirmation's seal
For ghostly strength and good ;
Here give Thy people, as they kneel,
Their Saviour's Flesh and Blood.
5 If after sin they seek Thy face,
And by Thy precepts live,
Hear Thou in heaven Thy dwelling-place,
And when Thou hear'st, forgive !
6 If there be famine in the land,
Or pestilence, or foe,
Stretch out from heaven Thy strong
right hand,
When here Thy flock fall low.
7 Bless those, 0 Lord, and hear their cry,
That raised Thy temple here :
That in Thy house beyond the sky,
With joy they may appear !
John M. Neale.
566
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NICHOLAUS HERMANN.
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2 Enter with all Thv glorious train,
Thy Spirit and Thy word ;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.
3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let Thy praise be spread ;
Bless the provisions of Thy house,
And fill Thy poor with bread.
4 Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God's Anointed shine ;
Justice and truth His court maintain,
With love and power divine.
5 Here let Him hold a lasting throne,
And as His kingdom grows,
Fresh honors shall adorn His crown,
And shame confound His foes.
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CORNER-STONE AND CHURCH CONSECRATION.
W. H. GLADSTONE.
G - ter - nal God, On earth es - tab-lish Thine a - bode ? Then look pro-pi-tious from Thy
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And take this tem-ple for Thine own. With all the graces of His train ;
# | While power divine His word attends,
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When God the nations shall survey,
2 These walls we to Thine honor raise
Long may they echo in Thy praise,
OOO BUSCHE. L. M.
May it before the world appear
Thousands were born for glory here.
Philip Doddridge,
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2 He hung its starry roof on high —
The broad, illimitable sky ;
He spread its pavement, green and bright,
And curtained it with morning light.
3 The mountains in their places stood,
The sea, the sky, and "all was good ; "
And when its first few praises rang,
The "morning stars together sang,"
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4 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea,
And earth, and sky, a house for Thee ;
But in Thy sight our offering stands,
An humbler temple, "made with hands."
5 We cannot bid the morning star
To sing how bright Thy glories are ;
But, Lord, if Thou wilt meet us here,
Thy praise shall be the christian's tear.
Nathaniel P. Willis. 1825*-
569
CORNER-STONE AND CHURCH CONSECRATION.
245
PILESGROVE.
L. M.
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2 Here let Thy holy days be kept ;
And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,
The house of God, the gate of heaven.
3 Here may Thine honor dwell; and here,
As incense, let Thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.
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4 Here be Thy praise devoutly sung ;
Here let Thy truth beam forth to save,
As when, of old, Thy Spirit hung,
On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave.
5 And when the lips, that with Thy name
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn,
On others may devotion's flame
Be kindled here, and purely burn !
J. Pierpont.
570
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3 Here Jesus to His own
His body gives for food ;
And stays their thirst with draughts
Of His most precious blood, [divine
4 For sick and guilty souls
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tzpizizizEpzH The Judge in tenderness acquits ;
2 Here are the healing streams
To cleanse the sin-defiled :
Here God the Spirit with His strength
Endows the new-born child.
Grace heals the deadly wound.
5 Yea, God, whose throne is heaven,
Deigns here to dwell, and train
The souls that worship Him, and strive
His home above to gain.
Isaac William*. X8U.
246
BURIAL.
ZEPHYR. L. M.
WILLIAM B. BEADBUET. 1844.
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2 So fades a summer cloud away ;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ;
So gently shuts the eye of day ;
So dies a wave along the shore.
3 A holy quiet reigns around,
A calm which life nor death destroys ;
And naught disturbs that peace profound
Which his unfettered soul enjoys.
4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears,
Where lights and shades alternate dwell;
How bright th' unchanging morn appears
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell !
5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay,
Light from its load the spirit flies,
While heaven and earth combine to sa4y,
"How blest the righteous when he dies!"
A. L. Barbauld.
572
1 Why should we start, and fear to die ?
What timorous worms we mortals are !
Death is the gate of endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife
Fright our approaching souls away,
We still shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death's iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed !
4 Jesus can make a d}'ing bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on His breast I lean my head,'
And breathe my life out sweetly there f
Isaac Watts,
573
1 Through every age, eternal God !
Thou art our rest, our safe abode ;
High was Thy throne ere heaven was made,
Or earth Thy humble footstool laid.
2 But man, weat man, is born to die,
Made up of guilt and vanity ;
Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just,
"Return, ye sinners, to your dust."
3 A thousand of our years amount
Scarce to a day in Thine account ;
Like yesterday's departed light,
Or the last watch of ending night.
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.
5 Teach us, 0 Lord, how frail is man,
And kindly lengthen out our span ;
Till faith, and love, and piety
I Fit us to die and dwell with Thee.
Isaac Watts.
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247
REST. L. M
W. B. BRADBURY. 1816-18G8.
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2 Asleep in Jesus ! Oh ! how sweet
To be for such a slumber meet,
With holy confidence to sing —
That death hath lost his venomed sting !
3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely blest ;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.
4 Asleep in Jesus ! Oh ! for me
May such a blissful refuge be !
Securely shall my ashes lie,
Waiting the summons from on high.
5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee
Thy kindred and their graves may be ;
But thine is still a blessed sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep.
Margaret Mackay. 1832.
575
1 The God of love will sure indulge
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh,
When righteous persons fall around,
When tender friends and kindred die.
2 Yet not one anxious murmuring
thought
Should with our mourning passions blend ;
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget
The almighty ever-living Friend.
3 Beneath a numerous train of ills.
Our feeble flesh and heart may fail ;
Yet shall our hope in Thee, our God,
O'er every gloomy fear prevail.
4 Parent and husband, guard and guide,
Thou art each tender name in one ;
On Thee we cast our every care,
And comfort seek from Thee alone.
5 Our Father God, to Thee we look,
Our rock, our portion, and our friend ;
And on Thy covenant-love and truth,
Our sinking souls shall still depend.
576
1 Unvail ttry bosom, faithful tomb !
Take this new treasure to thy trust,
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust.
2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear,
Invade thy bounds ; — no mortal woes,
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
While angels watch the soft repose.
3 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son
Passed thro' the grave and blessed the
bed!
I Best here, blest saint! till from His throne
The morning break, and pierce the
shade.
4 Break from His throne, illustrious morn !
Attend, O earth ! His sovereign word ;
Bestore thy trust ; — a glorious form
Shall then arise to meet the Lord.
Isaac Watts.
248
BURIAL.
GREENWOOD.
S. M.
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J. E. SWEETSER.
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The eye long dimmed by tears,
578
And wake, in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
3 It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.
4 Jesus, Thou Prince of life !
Thy chosen cannot die ;
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high.
George W. Bethune. 1847.
BRIDES.
S. M.
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SAMUEL HOWARD. 1770.
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Who slumber in the Lord !
Oh, be like theirs my last repose,
Like theirs my last reward !
J. Montgomery.
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1 The pity of the Lord
2 Their bodies in the ground
In silent hope may lie,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound
Shall call them to the sky.
3 Their ransomed spirits soar,
On wings of faith and love,
To meet the Saviour they adore,
And reign with Him above.
4 With us their names shall live
Through long, succeeding years,
Embalmed with all our hearts can give,
Our praises and our tears.
To those that fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel ;
He knows our feeble frame.
2 He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath ;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
3 Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower ;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
4 But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure ;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure. Isaac Watts,
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VIGIL. S. M.
ST. ALBAN'8 TUNE BOOK.
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For life is one glad da}-,
And tears are of those former things
Which all have passed away.
3 There is no want in heaven ;
The Lamb of God supplies
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Life's tree of twelve-fold fruitage still,
Life's spring which never dries.
4 There is no sin in heaven ;
Behold that blessed throng !
All holy is their spotless robe,
All holy is their song.
5 There is no death in heaven ;
For they who gain that shore
Have, won their immortality,
And they can die no more.
6 There is no death in heaven ;
But when the Christian dies,
The angels wait his parted soul,
And waft it to the skies !
F. W. KnoUi*.
W. B. BRADBURY.
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2 The storm that sweeps the wintry sky
No more disturbs their deep repose,
Than summer evening's latest sigh,
That shuts the rose. That shuts, &c.
3 Then, traveller in the vale of, tears,
To realms of everlasting light,
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Through time's dark wilderness of years,
Pursue th}- flight. Pursue, &c.
4 Thy soul, renewed by grace divine,
In God's own image, freed from clay,
In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine,
A star of day. A star, &c.
James Montgomery.
250
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BURIAL.
MEAR. C. M.
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5, They reign with Him on high." But Christ, our ransom, died !
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To call us to His arms.
To everlasting da}7,
5 Then joyfully, while life we have,
To Christ our life, we'll sing :
"Where is thy victory, O grave ?
And where, O death, thy sting ? "
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3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath at first it gave ;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're traveling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick through all the
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push us to the tomb ;
fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
5 Great God ! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things !
The eternal state of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on every breath !
And yet how unconcerned we go
Upon the brink of death !
7 Waken, 0 Lord, our drowsy sense
To walk this dangerous road ;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.
Isaac Watts,
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2 The time draws nigh, when from the clouds,
Christ shall with shouts descend ;
And the last trumpet's awful voice
The heavens and earth shall rend.
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3 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.
4 The saints of God, from death set free,
With joy shall mount on high:
The heavenly host, with praises loud,
Shall meet them in the sky.
5 Together to their Father's house,
With joyful hearts, they go ;
And dwell forever with the Lord,
Beyond the reach of woe.
Michael Bruce. 1768.
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From suffringa and from sin released,
And freed from every snare.
3 Far from this world of toil and strife,
They're present with the Lord ;
The labors of their mortal life
End in a large reward. isaac Watu.
586
1 My faith shall triumph o'er the grave
And trample on the tomb;
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1 know that my Redeemer lives,
And on the clouds shall come.
2 I know that He shall soon appear
In power and glory meet ;
And death, the last of all His foes,
Lie vanquished at His feet.
3 Then, though the grave my flesh devour
And hold me for its prey.
I know my sleeping dust shall rise
On the last judgment-day.
4 I, in my flesh, shall see my God,
When He on earth shall stand ;
I shall with all His saints ascend
To dwell at His right hand.
5 Then shall He wipe all tears away.
And hush the rising groan;
And pains and sighs and griefs and fears
Shall ever be unknown.
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To the sunny heavenly plain
Thou dost now with joy receive it ;
Clothed in robes of spotless white,
Now it dwells with Thee in light.
3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we
Where it lives may soon be living,
And the lovely pastures see
That its heavenly food are giving ;
Then the gain of death we prove,
Though Thou take what most we love.
588
CRAIG.
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O Grod ! be Thou my stay,
In this dark hour ;
Kindly each sorrow hear,
Hush every troubled fear,
Then let me still revere,
Still own Thy power.
In Thee alone I trust,
In Thee alone I trust,
Thou Holy One !
Humbly to Thee I pray
That through each troubled day
Of life, I still may say.
" Thy will be done ! "
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Let Thy goodness never fail us ;
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In the hour of pain and anguish,
In the hour when death draws near,
Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Suffer not our souls to fear.
And, when mortal life is ended,
Bid us on Thy bosom rest ;
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Till by angel-bands attended,
We awake among the blest.
Thos. Hastings.
590
1 Every thing we love and cherish
Hastens onward to the grave ;
Earthly jo}*s and pleasures perish,
Time can nothing, nothing save.
2 All is fading, all is fleeing ;
Earthlv flames must cease to glow,
Earthly beings cease from being,
Earthly blossoms cease to blow.
3 Yet unchanged, while all decaj'eth,
Jesus lives, the first, the last,
Lean on Me alone, He sayeth ;
Hope and love and firmly trust.
4 Oh, abide, abide with Jesus,
Who Himself forever lives,
Who from death eternal frees us,
And who life eternal gives !
591
BLESSED ARE THE DEAD.
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Our days on earth are as a shadow, and there is | none a- | biding ; || We are
but of yesterday ; there is but a | step ■ between | us and | death ;
Man's days are as grass : as a flower of the field, | so he | flourisheth ; || He
appeareth for a little time, then ' van-ish- | eth a- | way.
Watch ! for ye know not what hour }'our | Lord doth | come ; || Be ye also ready;
for in such an hour as ye think not, the | Son of j Man— j cometh.
It is the Lord ; let Him dowhat | seemeth • him | good ; || The Lord gave, and
the Lord hath taken away, and | blessed • be the I name ■ of the | Lord.
Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord | from hence-| Ijprth ; J| Yea, saith the
Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, | and their | works do | follow
them.
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ascend,
For His is the glory and life without end.
3 On earth with His own ones, the Giver of
good,
Bestowing His blessing, a little while stood:
Now nothing can part us, nor distance, nor
foes,
For lo ! He is with us, and who can oppose?
593
CHANT.— Beyond the Smiling.
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4 So, Lord, we commit this our brother to
Thee,
Whose body is dead, but whose spirit is free:
We know that through grace, when our life
here is done,
We live still in Thee, and forever in one.
5 All glory to Thee, Father, Spirit, and Son,
Who Three art in Person, in substance but
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Who lovest Thy people to pardon and
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Beyond the shining, and the shading,
Beyond the hoping, and the dreading,
I shall be soon.
3 Beyond the parting, 'and the meeting,
I shall be soon ;
Beyond the farewell, and the greeting,
Beyond the pulse's fever beating,
I shall be soon.
4 Beyond the frost-chain, and the fever,
I shall be soon ;
Beyond the rock-waste, and the river,
Beyond the ever, and the never,
1 shall be soon.
Horalius Bonar.
BURIAL-.
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2 Thanks for the gift of His only dear Son !
Thanks for His goodness life's journey to run!
Thanks for the summer and winter be-
tween !
Thanks for the autumn and spring ever-
green !
Thanks for the air, and for winds, and for sky!
Thanks for the sun, and for stars upon high!
Thanks for the moon, and for day and for
night!
Thank Him for dew, and for rain, and for light.
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Redeemer and Saviour, God evermore ;
Enthroned with the angels, blessed above ;
Praise Him. O earth, for His wonderful love!
Praise Him, ye smallest and greatest of all !
Praise Him, ye kindred that rise from the
fall!
Praise Him, ye children of weakness and
death !
Praise Him ! O praise Him ! all ye that have
breath !
George D. Emerson.
590
HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING.
267
MILES LANE. C. M.
W. SHRUBSOLE.
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And show Thy smil-ing face, And show Thy smil - ing face.
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And here our glory stand ;
And like a wall of guardian fire
Surround Thy favorite land.
3 When shall Thy name from shore to
shore
Sound all the earth abroad,
And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God ?
4 Earth shall confess her Makers hand,
And yield a full increase ;
Our God will crown His chosen land
With fruitfulness and peace.
5 God, the Redeemer, scatters round
His choicest favors here,
While the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.
Isaac Waits.
597
1 0 blessed Lord ! the earth is Thine,
By Thy creative hand
The golden harvests crown the year,
And deck the fertile land.
2 O blessed Lord ! Thou Bread of life
That cometh down from heaven !
Supplies of everlasting food
By Thee to man are given.
3 Thy Godhead is the well-spring, Lord,
The pure, exhaustless source,
From which the}' flow, through age to age
In never-ending course.
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4 In channels formed by Thee they flow,
In rivulets of grace,
Refreshing all who wander here
In this world's desert place.
5 0 feed us weary pilgrims, Lord,
And to Thy Zion bring,
To keep a heavenly feast with Thee,
Our Prophet, Priest, and King.
C. Wordsworth.
59S
1 Lord, in Thy name Thy servants plead,
And Thou hast sworn to hear :
Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.
2 Our Hope, when autumn winds blew
wild,
We trusted, Lord, with Thee ;
And still, now spring has on us smiled,
We wait on Th}- decree.
3 The former and the latter rain,
The summer sun and air,
The green ear, and the golden grain,
All Thine, are ours by prayer.
4 Thine too by right, and ours by grace,
The Spirit's growth unseen ;
The hopes that soothe, the fears that
brace,
The love that shines serene.
5 So grant the precious fruits brought
forth
By sun and moon below,
That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth
We never may forego, joh* Kebu, d»i.
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HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING.
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Thy name I love :
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Thy woods and templed hills,
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Sweet freedom's song !
Let mortal tongues awake ;
Let all that breathe partake ;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong !
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4 Our fathers' God ! to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing ;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light ;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King !
S. F. Smith.
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Bless Thy Spirit, who doth make us
Fit to worship as we ought :
Father, leave not nor forsake us,
Till into Thy garner brought.
3 With Thy dews and sunshine tend us,
Through life's long and changeful year;
From the Enemy defend us,
Lest the tares of sin appear.
Let Thine eye and hand the keepers
Of our souls for ever be,
Till Thine angel harvest-reapers
Sheaves of glory bind for Thee — Judith Madan,
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Thou didst indeed chastise us ;
Yet still Thy goodness spares,
And still Thy mercy tries us.
Once more our Father's hand
Has bid our sorrows flee,
And peace rejoice our land :
Lord God, we worship Thee.
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3 Lord God, we worship Thee,
Whose goodness reigneth o'er us :
We praise Thy love and power
In loud and happy chorus,
To heaven our song shall soar ;
For ever shall it be
Kesounding o'er and o'er ;
Lord God, we worship Thee.
M. Rinkart, 1644. Iran. Catharine Winkworth, 1858.
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To glory in your lot
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Amid your mirth.
The God of harvest praise ;
Hands, heart, and voices raise,
With sweet accord ;
From field to garner throng,
Bearing your sheaves along,
And in }*our harvest song
Bless ye the Lord.
J. Montgomery.
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God bless our native land 1
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night ;
WHien the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.
For her our prayer shall rise
To God, above the skies ;
On Him we wait :
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the State !
John S. Dvighl, ISM.
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Whose arm those crimson trophies won
Which now His brow adorn.
Fruit of the Mystic Rose,
True Branch of Jesse's stem,
The Root whence mercy ever flows, —
The Babe of Bethlehem !
Crown Him the Lord of Love !
Behold His hands and side,—
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In beauty glorified :
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends His wondering eye
At mysteries so bright.
Crown Him the Lord of Peace !
Whose power a sceptre sways
In heaven and earth, that wars may cease
And all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end ;
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him the Lord of heaven !
One with the Father known, —
And the blest Spirit, through Him given
From yonder Triune throne !
All hail, Redeemer, hail !
For Thou hast died for me :
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
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His name, Jehovah, sounds on high !
Sing to His name, ye sons of grace !
Ye saints ! rejoice before His face.
3 Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him blest!;
He's your defence, your joy, your rest ;
When terrors rise and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.
Isaac Watts,
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Without our aid He did us make ;
We are His flocjk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
3 Oh, 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.
1 For why ? The Lord our God is good,
His mere}' is for ever sure ;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
John Hopkins, or Win. Kethe, about 1562.
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1 Let Zion praise the mighty God,
And make His honors known abroad,
For sweet the joy our songs to raise,
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest ;
Our shores have peace, our cities rest ;
He feeds our sons with finest wheat,
And adds His blessings to their meat.
3 Through all our coasts His laws are
shown,
His Gospel through the nation known ;
He hath not thus revealed His word
To every land ; praise ye the Lord !
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For all the kindness Thou hast shown
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This land we fondly call our own.
3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide,
And caste her soft and hallowed ray ;
Here Thou our fathers' steps did guide
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Through all our land its radiance sheds,
Dispels the shades of error's night,
And heavenly blessings round us spreads.
5 Great God ! preserve us in Thy fear;
Tn dangers still our guardian be ;
0 spread Thy troth's bright precepts here,
Let all the people worship Thee.
Alfred Alexander Woodhull, 1999.
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With fear address the Lord ;
He formed us with His hand,
And quickened b}^ His word.
With wide command He spreads His sway
O'er every sea, and every land.
3 His hands provide our food,
And every blessing give ;
We feed upon His care,
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With cheerful songs declare His ways,
And let His praise inspire your tongues.
4 Good is the Lord our God,
His truth and mercy sure ;
While earth and heaven shall last,
His promises endure.
With bounteous hand He spreads His sway
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May well Thy love declare,
From foes and fears at rest,
Protected by Thy care ;
For this fair land, for this bright day,
Our thanks we pay,— gifts of Thy hand.
3 May every mountain height,
Each vale and forest green,
Shine in Thy word's pure light,
And its rich fruits be seen ;
May every tongue be tuned to praise,
And join to raise a grateful song.
4 Earth ! hear thy Maker's voice,
Thy great Eedeemer own ;
Believe, obey, rejoice,
And worship Him alone :
Cast down thy pride, thy sin deplore,
And bow before the Crucified.
5 And when in power He comes,
Oh ! may our native land,
From all its rending tombs,
Send forth a glorious band,
A countless throng, ever to sing,
To heav'n's high King, salvation's song.
Francis Scott Key. 1832
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He gives our daily bread.
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3 We thank Thee, then. 0 Father,
For all things bright and good,
The seed-time and the harvest,
Our life, our health, our food ;
Accept the gifts we offer
For all Thy love imparts,
And, what Thou most clesirest,
Our humble thankful hearts.
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The honors of our native place,
And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Zion God is known
A refuge in distress ;
How bright has His salvation shone
Through aH her palaces !
4 Oft have our fathers trod,
Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold
Where His own sheep have been.
5 In every new distress
We'll to His house repair,
We'll think upon His wondrous graee,
And seek deliverance there.
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Fruit unto His praise to yield :
Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto jo}T or sorrow grown :
First the blade, and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear :
Grant, 0 Harvest Lord, that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be !
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From His field shall in that day
All offences purge awa}- ;
Give His angels charge at last
In the fire the tares to cast :
But the fruitful ears to store
In His garner evermore.
4 Then, thou Church Triumphant, come,
Raise the song of Harvest Home !
All are safely gathered in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin :
There, forever purified,
In God's garner to abide ;
Come, ten thousand angels, come,
Raise the glorious Harvest Home !
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May we cheerfully obey ;
Never feel oppression's rod,
Ever own and worship God.
4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings
Praises to the King of kings ;
Let us join the choral song,
And the grateful notes prolong.
Nathan Strong.
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From the pestilential breath,
From dread famine's awful stroke,
From oppression's galling 3*oke,
From the judgments of Thy hand ;
Spare Thy people, spare our land !
3 Let our rulers ever be
Men that love and honor Thee ;
Let the powers by Thee ordained,
Be in righteousness maintained ;
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Love of piety and peace ;
Thus united we shall stand
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3 For the care which, while we slept,
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Watch o'er all the buried grain,
Soon to burst to life again.
4 When the reaping angels bring
Tares and wheat before the King,
Jesus, may we gathered be
In the heavenly barn to Thee.
5 Then the angel-cry shall sound,
Praise the Lamb ! the lost are found ;
And the answering song shall be,
Alleluia, praise to Thee —
6 Praise to Thee, the toil is o'er ;
Blight and curse shall be no more ;
Lo ! the mighty work is done :
Glory to the Three in One. phuumon.
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2 All the blessings of the fields,
All the stores the garden yields,
Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow 'sheaves of ripened grain ;
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews?
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
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Peace, prosperity, and health,
Private bliss, and public wealth,
Knowledge with its gladdening streams,
Pure religion's holier beams ;
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
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All the creation, Thy voice when it heard,
Started to life and to light at Thy Word.
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Beareth thee upward, on wings like the eagles' sustaining —
Thee to uphold,
Arms of His mercy enfold —
Faithful 'mid all thy complaining.
3 Praise to the Lord ! Who with honor and blessing hath crowned thee,
Pouring His gifts out of heaven like showers around thee ;
Think of it too,
What the Almighty can do —
Plow by His love He hath bound thee.
4 Praise to the Lord ! and let all that is in me adore Him :
All that hath breath sing, with Abraham's children before Him —
He is our light,
Fountain of glory and might,
Come, let us kneel and adore Him !
Joachim Neander. Trans. Thomas C. Porter.
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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 ;
Guide us in life, and protect to the last ;
And, at Thine Advent, Lord, pardon the past. e. a. Dayman^
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His loving-kindness, O how great !
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Where earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving-kindness, 0 how strong !
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O may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death.
5 Then shall I mount, and soar away,
To the bright world of endless day ;
There shall I sing, with sweet surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.
Samuel Medley, 1787.
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Within Thy house, O God of grace !
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power
Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door.
-3 God is our „sun— He makes our day ;
God is our shield— He guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too ;
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.
5 O God, our King ! whose sovereign sway
The glorious host of heaven obey,
Display Thy grace, exert Thy power,
Till all on earth Thy name adore !
Isaac Watit.
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GERMANY. L. M.
MORNING AND EVENING.
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LUTON.
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3 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept ;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew :
Disperse my sins as morning dew :
Guard my first springs of thought and will.
And with Thyself my spirit fill. ,
Direct, control, suggest this day
All 1 design, or do, or say ;
That all my powers with all their might
In Thy sole glory may unite.
Thomas Ken, 1697.
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my soul ! the liv-ing God; Call home thy thoughts that rove a- broad;
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His favors claim thy highest praise ;
Why should the wonders He hath wrought
Be lost in silence, and forgot?
'Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done ;
He owns the ransom, and forgives,
The hourly follies of our lives.
Let every land His power confess ;
Let all the earth adore His grace :
My heart and tongue with rapture join
In work and worship so divine.
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Give thanks to God ; He reigns above :
Kind are His thoughts, His name is love :
His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own.
He feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footsteps lest we stray :
He guards us with a powerful hand,
And brings us to the heavenly land.
Oh, let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the Lord !
How great His works ! how kind His ways !
Let every tongue pronounce His praise !
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MORNING AND EVENING.
625
GRATITUDE. L. M.
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Its own sweet calm in us instill j
A guileless mind, a heart sincere,
Simplicity of word and will.
3 And ever, as the day glides by,
May we the busy senses rein;
Keep guard upon the hand and eye,
Nor let the body suffer stain.
4 Grant us a body pure within;
A wakeful heart, a read}' will;
That no dark deed nor cherished sin,
The fervor of the soul may chill.
5 Fill Thou our souls, Redeemer true!
With Thy most pure, celestial ray;
So may we walk in safety through
All the temptations of this day.
6 Upon our fainting souls distill
The grace of Thy celestial dew;
Let no fresh snare to sin beguile,
No former sin revive anew.
7 Grant us the grace, for love of Thee,
To scorn all vanities below;
Faith to detect each falsit}';
And knowledge Thee alone to know.
Latin Hymn. {Trans. E. Caswall.)
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1 My God! how endless is Thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new ;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distill, like early dew.
2 Thou spreadst the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours!
Thy sovereign word restores the light, .
And quickens all my drowsj' powers.
3 I yield my powers to Thy command;
To Thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings, from Thy hand,
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
627
1 Jesus, where'er Thy people meet,
There they behold Thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For Thou, within no walls confined,
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.
Wm. Cotvper.
628
MORNING AND EVENING.
WARWICK
271
S. STANLEY. 17G7-1822.
2 Preserved by Thy almighty arm,
I passed the shades of night,
Serene, and safe from every harm,
To see the morning light.
3 While numbers spent the night in sighs
And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,
And rose from sweet repose.
4 Oh, let the same almighty care
Through all this day attend ;
From every danger, even- snare,
My heedless steps defend.
5 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days ;"
And let Thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
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1 0 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 OHoly, Holy, Holy Lord !
Whom heavenly hosts obey,
The world is with the glory filled
Of Thy majestic sway.
4 The apostles' glorious compan3r,
And prophets crowned with light,
With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.
5 The Holy Church throughout the world,
0 Lord, confesses Thee,
That Thou the Eternal Father art
Of boundless majesty.
630
1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
M}- voice ascending high ;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eyes ;
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone,
To plead for all His saints,
Presenting at his 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,
Nor dwell at Th}T right hand.
4 But in Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there ;
I will frequent Thy hoi}' court,
And worship in Thy fear.
5 0 may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness !
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
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MORNING AND EVENING.
GRING. S. M.
D. S. HOLLINGSHEAD.
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And
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Nor let His mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
'T is He forgives thy sins •
'T is He relieves thy pain ;
'T is He that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.
He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave ;
OOO SCHUMANN.
S. M.
Come at the morning hour,
Come, let us kneel and pray ;
Pra}Ter is the christian pilgrim's staff
To walk with God all day.
At noon, beneath the Kock
Of Ages, rest and pray ;
Sweet is that shelter from the sun
In weary heat of da}\
At evening, in thy home,
Around its altar, pray ;
And finding there the house of Gody
With heaven then close the day.
When midnight veils our eyes,
O, it is sweet to say,
I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord !
With Thee to watch and pray.
James Montgomery, 1853.
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For gentle, holy love,
For strength to do Thy will below,
As angels do above.
$ We pray for simple faith,
For hope that never faints,
For true communion evermore
With all Thy blessed saints.
On friends around us here
0 let Thy blessing fall ;
We pray for grace to love them well,
But Thee beyond them all.
O joy to live for Thee !
0 joy in Thee to die !
O very joy of joys to see
Thy face eternally.
Henry W. Baker, 1852.
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Not travelers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.
For life, without Thy love,
No relish can afford :
No joy can be compared to this.
To serve and please the Lord.
In wakeful hours at night,
I call my God to mind ;
I think how wise Thy counsels are,
And all Thy dealings kind.
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5 Since Thou hast been my help,
To Thee my spirit flies ;
And on Thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.
Isaac Watts.
685
1 Y\ e lift our hearts to Thee,
Thou Day-star from on high :
The sun itself is but Thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.
2 Oh, let Thy rising beams
Dispel the shades of night ;
And let the glories of Thy love,
Come like the morning light !
3 How beauteous nature now !
How dark and sad before ! —
"With joy we view the pleasing change,
And nature's God adore.
4 May we this life improve,
To mourn for error's past ;
And live this short revolving day
As if it were our last.
J. Wesley.
KENTUCKY. S. M
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And leave my soul undressed.
Lord, keep me safe this night,
Secure from all my fears ;
May angels guard me while I sleep,
till morning light appears.
And when my days are past,
And I from time remove,
Lord, may I in Thy bosom rest,
The bosom of Thy love.
J. Leland.
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Show Thy reconciled face,
Take away our sin and shame ;
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest, this day, in Thee.
3 Here we come Thy name to praise ;
May we feel Thy presence near :
May Thy glory meet our eyes ,
While we in Thy house appear :
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
4 May Thy Gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints ;
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints :
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the Church above.
John JVewton, 1779.
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For from Thee come all things good ;
Strength unto our souls afford
From Thy living Bread, O Lord !
3 Be our guard in sin and strife ;
Be the leader of our life ;
Lest like sheep we stray abroad,
Stay our wayward feet, O Lord !
4 Quickened by the Spirit's grace,
All Thy holy will to trace,
While we daily search Thy Word,
Wisdom true impart, O Lord !
5 When the sun withdraws his light,
When we seek our beds at night,
Thou, by sleepless hosts adored,
Hear the prayer of faith, O Lord*!
6 When the hours are dark and drear,
When the tempter lurketh near,
Be Thy strengthening grace outpoured,
Save the tempted ones, O Lord !
7 Praise we with the heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ;
Thee would we with one accord
Praise and magnify, O Lord !
King Alfred, 900. Trans. Earl Nelson, 1864.
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MORNING AND EVENING.
PHILBROOK. 8s&7s. Double.
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J. H. TENNKY.
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2 Thee we pray, too, Holy Father,
Fount of life, and Source of grace,
By the cleansing of Thy Spirit
Taint of sin from us efface :
In each strong resolve be with us,
And the Tempter's rage subdue ;
Turn to good each sad misfortune ;
Be our Guide in all we do.
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3 Rule our inmost thought and action ;
Grant us heavenly purity,
Faith that glows with holy fervor,
Incorrupt simplicity.
■ Feed us with the Bread from heaven,
And that drink that cannot cloy ;
Comfort us in all our weakness
With the Spirit's holy joy.
4 Thus shall speed the day in gladness,
Modesty like dawn shall glow,
Faith shall shine as light at noon-day,
And the soul no night shall know.
Praise and glory to the Father !
Praise and glory to the Son !
Praise and glory to the Spirit !
Ever Three and ever One.
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Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.
4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity !
Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.
George W. Docme, tBU.
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MORNING AND EVENING.
TALLIS' EVENING HYMN. L. M.
THOMAS TALLIS. 1567.
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The ill that I this day have done ;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed ;
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OBERLIN. L. M.
To die, that this vile body may
lorious at the awful day.
may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ;
Sleep that shall me more vigorous make
To serve m}T God when I awake.
5 When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply >
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No power of darkness me molest.
6 0 when shall I in endless day
For ever chase dark sleep away ?
And praise with the angelic choir,
Incessant sing, and never tire ?
Thomas Ken, 1697.
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Lost in the mazes of the heart ;
Our lamps put out, our course forgot,
We seek for God, and find Him not.
3 What sudden sunbeams cheer our sight!
What dawning risen upon the night !
Thou giv'st Thyself to us, and we
Find guide and"path and all in Thee.
4 Through day and darkness, Saviour dear,.
Abide with us more nearly near ;
Till on Thy face we lift our eyes,
The Sun of God's own Paradise.
5 Praise God, our Maker and our Friend,
Praise Him through time, till time shall end,
Till psalm and song His name adore
Through Heaven's great day of Evermore !
Francis T. Palgrave*
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And fit for toil and use once more ;
May gently soothe the careworn breast,
And lull our anxious griefs to rest.
3 We thank Thee for the day that's gone;
We pray Thee, now the night comes on:
O help us sinners as we raise
To Thee our votive hymn of praise.
4 To Thee our hearts their music bring,
To Thee our lips in concord sing ;
To Thee our rapt affections soar,
And Thee our chastened souls adore.
5 Lord, when the parting beams of day
In evening's shadows fade away.
Let faith no wildering darkness know,
But night with faith's own splendor glow.
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641
1 Great God ! to Thee my evening song
With bumble gratitude I raise :
Oh. let Thy mercy tune my tongue
And fill my heart with lively praise.
2 My days, unclouded aa they pass,
And every gently rolling hour.
Are monuments of wondrous grace,
And witness to Thy love and power.
3 And yet this thoughtless. wretched heart,
Too oft regardless of Thy love
Ungrateful can from Thee depart,
And, fond of trifles, vainty rove.
4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood
Of Jesus ; His dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God !
And kind acceptance at Thy throne.
5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close,
With sleep refresh my feeble frame ;
Safe in Thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to Thy name.
Anne Sleek.
645
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 hell shall reach the place ;
No groans to mingle with the songs
Which warble from immortal tongue«.
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 da}', begin !
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ;
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Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
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HEBRON.
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And I, perhaps, am near my home ;
But He forgives my follies past,
And gives me strength for days to come.
And ev'-ry eve - ning shall make known
3 I lay m}< bod}' down to sleep ;
JS~3] Peace is the pillow for m}T head,
l±zH While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
4 Faith in His name forbids my fear ;
0, may Thy presence ne'er depart ;
And, in .the morning, make me hear
The love and kindness of Thy heart.
5 Thus, when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground;
And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
C. H. GRAUN, 1720.
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Oppressed with various ills, draw near ;
What if Thy form we cannot see ?
We know and feel that Thou art here.
3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel :
For some are sick, and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well.
And some have lost the love they had.
4 And some have found the world is vain,
Yet from the world they break not free ;
And some have friends who give them pain;
Yet have not sought a friend in Thee.
5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest,
For none are wholly free from sin ;
And they, who fain would love Thee best,
Are conscious most of wrong within.
6 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man,
Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried ;
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide.
7 Thy touch has still its ancient power ;
No word from Thee can fruitless fall ;
Hear in this solemn evening hour,
And in Thy mercy heal us all.
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Haydn. Arr. by W. H. Monk. 1801.
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2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep.
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest,
For ever on my Saviour's breast.
3 Abide with me from morn to eve,
For without Thee I cannot live ;
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DAWN. S. M.
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.
4 If some poor wandering child of Thine
Have spurned to-day the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ;
Let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store,
Be ever}' mourner's sleep to-night
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world our way we take;
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
John Keble, 1827.
EDWIN P. PARKER. 1871.
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Winding down through the night,
There rolls the deep and unknown stream
That leads at last to light.
Per. Edwin P. Parker.
2 Nearer my Fathers house,
Where many mansions be ;
Nearer to-day the great white throne.
Nearer the crystal sea.
3 Nearer the bound of life.
Where burdens are laid down ;
5 E'en now, perchance, my feet
Are slipping on the brink.
And T. to-day, am nearer home, —
Nearer than now I think.
6 Father, perfect my trust !
ngthen my power of faith !
Nor let me stand, at last, alone
T'pon the shore of death.
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LAST BEAM. L. M.
MORNING AND EVENING.
T. V. WEISENTHAL.
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2 Father in heaven, oh, hear when we call !
Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all ;
Feeble and fainting, we trust in Thy might ;
In doubting and darkness, Thy love be our light ;
Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper burns,
Wake in Thine arms when morning returns.— Ref.
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HERMON. C. M
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Dr. L. Mason.
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The penitential tear ;
And all His promises to plead
Where none but God is near.
3 I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore ;
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On Him whom I adore.
4 I love, by faith, to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven ;
The prospect doth my strength renew,
While here by tempests driven.
5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er,
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day. p. h. Brown.
653
1 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose breath our souls inspired ;
Loud and more loud the anthems raise,
With grateful ardor fired.
2 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every moment, as it flies,
With benefits unsought.
3 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
From whom salvation flows :
Who sent His Son our souls to save
From everlasting woes.
4 Lift up to God the voice of praise,
For hope's transporting ray,
Which 1 ights through darkest shades of death
To realms of endless day.
Ralp. Wardlaw, 1803.
654
1 Now from the altar of our hearts
Let flames of love arise ;
Assist us, Lord ! to offer up
Our evening sacrifice.
2 Minutes and mercies multiplied
Have made up all this day ;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More fleet, more free, than they.
3 New time, new favors and new joys
Do a new song require ;
Till we shall ppaise thee as we would,
Accept our heart's desire.
4 Lord of our time ! whose hand hath set
New time upon the score,
Thee ma}' we praise for all our time,
When time shall be no more.
J. Mason, 2653.
651 Continued.
2 Fair, distant land ! could mortal eyes
But half its charms explore,
How would our spirits long to rise,
And dwell on earth no more !
3 No cloud those blissful regions know —
Realms ever bright and fair !
For sin. the source of mortal woe,
Can never enter there.
4 Oh, may the heavenly prospect fire
Our hearts with ardent love !
Till wings of faith, and strong desire
Bear ever}* thought above.
5 Prepare us. Lord, by grace divine,
For thy bright courts on high ;
Then bid our spirits rise and join
The chorus of the sky. Annp Sieeiet
MORNING AND EVENING.
THE ROSEATE HUES. C. M. D.
FREDERICK A. J. HERVEY.
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2 The highest hopes we cherish here,
How fast the}^ tire and faint ;
How many a spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint !
Oh, for a heart that never sins,
Oh, for a soul washed white,
Oh, for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day nor night !
3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope,
And grace to lead us higher;
But there are perfectness and peace
Beyond our best desire.
Oh, by Th}T love, and anguish, Lord,
And by Thy life laid down,
Grant that we fall not from Thy grace,
Nor cast away our. crown !
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1853.
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3 Praise the Lord — for He is glorious ;
Never shall His promise fail ;
God hath made His saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4 Praise the God of our salvation ;
Hosts on high, His power proclaim ;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify His name !
Richard ManU
2 Thus may we abide in union
With each other and the Lord ;
And possess in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.
_ ^ _ J. Newton.
657
1 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him ;
Praise Him, angels in the height ;
MORNING AND EVENING.
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2 If Thou, in Thy great love to us,
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Hereafter in Thy shining heaven,
Set round with golden towers !
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And bear my heavenl}- palm !
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ST. LEONARD. C. M. D.
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Calm and subdue our woes ;
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MORNING AND EVENING.
285
VARINA. C. M. D.
GEORGE F. ROOT.
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And nev-er withering fiow'rs : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours.
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Stand dressed in living green ;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea ;
And linger, shivering on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
VOX DILECTI. C. M. D.
3 0, could we make our doubts remove,.
These gloom}- doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes : —
Could we but climb where Moses stood,.
And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream , nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
JOHN B. DYKES.
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Our wishes all above.
Each can his brother's failings hide,
And show a brother's love !
Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above ;
And he's an heir of heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.
Joseph Swain, 1792.
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He brought us to His fold again.
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,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
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5 Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity, Thy love*;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Isaac Waits.
664
1 Praise ye the Lord ! all nature join
In work and worship so divine ;
Let heaven and earth unite, and raise
High hallelujahs to His praise.
2 While realms of joy, and worlds around,
Their hallelujahs high resound,
Let saints below, and saints above,
Exulting sing redeeming love.
3 As instruments well tuned and strung,
We'll praise the Lord with heart and tongue;
While life remains we'll loud proclaim
High hallelujahs to His name.
4 Beyond the grave, in nobler strains,
When freed from sorrow, sin and pains,
Eternally the Church will raise
High hallelujahs to His praise.
Isaac Wattt.
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And both alike are understood
By Thee, thou Parent of all good—
3 Whose grace is all unsearchable,
Whose care for me no tongue can tell,
Who loves my loudest praise to hear,
And loves to bless my vorceless prayer.
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1 Jesus, the spring of joys divine,
Whence all our hopes and comforts flow ;
Jesus, no other name but Thine
Can save us from eternal woe.
2 In vain would boasting reason find
The way to happiness and God :
Her weak directions leave the mind
Bewildered in a dubious road.
3 No other name will heaven approve ;
Thou art the true, the living way, -
Ordained by everlasting love,
To the bright realms of endless day.
4 Safe lead us through this world of night,
And bring us to the blissful plains,
The regions of unclouded light,
Where perfect joy forever reigns.
RETREAT. L. M.
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Hie oil of gladness on our heads, —
A. place than all besides more sweet ;
[t is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
rhough sundered far, by faith they meet,
Around one common mercy-seat !
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And sense and sin molest no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the meixrv-seat !
5 Oh ! let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This throbbing heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat. Hugh stoweii.
668
1 From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ;
Eternal truth attends Thy word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore.
Till suns shall rise and set no more !
Isaac Watts.
FRANCIS JOSEPH HAYDN.
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How surely kept ! how richly fed !
Saviour of all in earth and sea,
How happy they who rest in Thee !
3 Thy hand gets fast the mighty hills,
Thy voice the troubled ocean stills !
Evening and morning hymn Thy praise,
And earth Thy bounty wide displays.
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Thy clouds drop wealth the world around;
Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing,
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5 Lord, on our souls Thy Spirit pour ;
The moral waste within restore ;
Oh, let Thy love our spring-tide be,
And make us all bear fruit to Thee.
H. F. Lyte, 1834.
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Come, bow before the Lord :
We are His work and not our own ;
He formed us by His word.
4 To-day attend His voice,
Nor dare provoke His rod ;
— ALEXANDER. S. M.
Come, like the people of His choice,
And own your gracious God.
James Montgomery, 1825.
671
1 Welcome, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise ;
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And- these rejoicing e}7es.
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 m}7 great 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 sing, and bear herself away
To everlasting bliss.
Wm. Brown, 1831-
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To which the great resort
Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds His court.
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 To them His sovereign will
He graciously imparts,
And in return accepts, with smiles,
The tribute of their hearts.
6 Give me, 0 Lord ! a place
Within Thy blest abode,
Among the children of Thy grace,
The servants of my God.
S. Slennett, 1187.
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Thy presence now display ;
We bow within Thy house of prayer ;
Oh, give us hearts to pray !
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'Tis manna to the hungr}* soul,
And to the weary rest.
3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place ;
My never-failing treasun', tilled
With boundless stores of grace.
4 Jesus! my Shepherd. Husband, Friend!
My Prophet. Priest, and King !
My Lord, my Life, my Way. my End !
Accept the praise I bring.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought ;
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Of our eternal King ;
" Thrice holy Lord ! " the angels cry ;
': Thrice holy ! " let us sing.
2 The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pa}T, 0 my soul ! to God ;
Lift, with Thy hands, a holy heart,
To His sublime abode.
3 With sacred awe pronounce His name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
A broken heart shall please Him more
Than noblest forms of speech.
4 Thou holy God ! preserve our souls
From all pollution free ;
The pure in heart are Thy delight,
And they Thy face shall see.
J. Needham, 1798.
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Dry up your mournful tears ;
Swell the glad theme :
To Christ, our gracious King,
Strike each melodious string ;
Join heart and voice to sing,
" Worthy the Lamb ! "
3 Hark ! how the choirs above,
Filled with the Saviour's love,
Dwell on His name !
There, too, may we be found,
With light and glory crowned,
While all the heavens resound,
« Worthy the Lamb ! "
Jos. Boden.
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1 Jesus ! Thy name I love
All other names above,
Jesus, my Lord !
Oh, Thou art all to me !
Nothing to please I see,
Nothing apart from Thee,
Jesus, my Lord !
2 Thou, blessed Son of God !
Hast bought me with Thy blood,
Jesus, m}7 Lord !
Oh, how great is Thy love,
All other loves above —
Love that I daily prove,
Jesus, my Lord !
3 When unto Thee I flee,
Thou wilt my refuge be,
Jesus, my Lord !
J. G. Dec*.
What need I now to fear ?
What earthly grief or care,
Since Thou art ever near ?
Jesus, my Lord !
4 Soon Thou wilt come again ;
I shall be happy then,
Jesus, my Lord !
Then Thine own face I'll see,
Then I shall like Thee be,
Then evermore with Thee,
' Jesus, my Lord !
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1 Praise ye Jehovah's name ;
Praise through His courts proclaim ;
Rise and adore ;
High o'er the heavens above,
Sound His great acts of love,
While His rich grace we prove,
Vast as His power.
2 Now let the trumpet raise
Sounds of triumphant praise,
Wide as His fame ;
There let the harp be found ;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with His name.
3 While His high praise you sing,
Shake every sounding string ;
Sweet the accord !
He vital breath bestows ;
Let every breath that flows,
His noblest fame disclose :
Praise ye the Lord.
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Relying on Thy faithful word ;
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Help us to feed upon Thy word ;
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Frederic W. Faber, 1849.
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Because He loves me so.
3 To sing His love and mercy,
My sweetest songs I'll raise;
And though I cannot see Him
I know he hears my praise;
And He has kindly promised
That I shall surely go
To sing among 1 1 is angels,
Because He loves me so.
Emily Huntington Miller.
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Where the saints have trod;
We are not divided,
All one body we,
One in hope and doctrine,
One in charity. — Cho.
3 Crowns and thrones may perish,
Kingdoms rise and wane,
But the Church of Jesus
Constant will remain;
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We have Christ's own promise,
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Onward, then, ye people,
Join our happy throng;
Blend with ours your voices
In the triumph-song;
Glory, laud, and honor
Unto Christ the King;
This through countless ages,
Men and angels sing. — Cho.
S. Baring-Gould, 1S65.
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Let my sins be all forgiven ;
Bless the friends I love so well;
Take me, when I die, to heaven,
Happy there with Thee to dwell.
Mary Lunelle Duncan, 1839.
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THERE'S A FRIEND FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.
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1. There's a Friend for lit -tie chil-dren
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2 There's a home for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory —
A home of peace and joy;
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare,
For every one is happy,
Nor could be happier, there.
3 There's a crown for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
And all who look for Jesus
Shall wear it by and by —
I AM JESUS' LITTLE LAMB.
A crown of brightest glory,
Which He will then bestow
On those who found His favor
And loved His name below.
There's a song for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
And a harp of sweetest music
And palms of victory.
All, all above is treasured,
And found in Christ alone;
Lord, grant Thy little children
To know Thee as their own. Amen.
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Out and in I safely go,
Want and hunger never know;
Soft green pastures He discloseth,
Where His happy flock reposeth;
When I faint or thirsty be,
To the brook He leadeth me.
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On the grass as they were laid;
And a holy angel found them,
And their hearts were sore afraid.
"Fear ye not," he said; "for cheerful
Are the tidings that I bring,
Unto you, so weak and fearful,
Christ is born, the Lord and King.'
As the angel told the story
Of the Saviour's lowly birth,
Multitudes were singing "Glory
Be to God, and peace on earth!"
Since Thy love for our salvation,
Saviour, covered Thee with shame,
Let Thy Church, in every nation,
Sing the glory of Thy Name;
Let Thy Holy Spirit make us
Full of humbleness and love,
Like Thyself, until Thou take us
To our Father's house above.
John M. Xcale.
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"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind. — Cho.
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. — Cho.
4 "The heav'nly Babe you there shall
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All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
And in a manger laid." — Cho.
5 Thus spake the Seraph; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Addressed their joyful song. — Cho.
6 "All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace; [men
Good-will henceforth from heav'n to
Begin, and never cease!" — Cho.
Nahum Tate, 1696.
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Yet may Christian children
Bring them if they will.
2 In a manger lowly
Sleepsthe heav'nly Child,
O'er him fondly bendeth
Mary, mother mild.
Far above that stable,
Up in heaven so high,
One bright star outshineth,
Watching silently.
4 Brighter than all jewels
Shines the modest eye ;
Best of gifts, he loveth
Infant purity.
Haste we, then, to welcome
With a joyous lay
Christ, the King of Glory,
Born for us to-day.
S. C. Hamerton.
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SCHILLING.
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See the trembling shepherds fall.
He has come, the long-expected,
Full of wisdom, love, and grace,
To redeem his ruined creatures,
To restore our fallen race.
Cho. — So let angels wake the chorus,
So let ransomed men reply,
Chanting the celestial anthem,
"Glory be to God on high!"
3 And this joyful Christmas morning,
Breaking o'er the world below,
Tells again the wondrous story
Shepherds heard so long ago.
Who shall still our tuneful voices,
Who the tide of praise shall stem,
Which the blessed angels taught us
In the fields of Bethlehem ?
Cho. — Hark ! we hear again the chorus
Ringing through the starry sky,
And we join the heav'nly anthem,
" Glory be to God on high ! "
Mrs. M. N. Meigs.
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The music of the Gospel leads us home.
Angels of Jesus, etc.
Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea,
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee.
Angels of Jesus, etc.
Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
All journeys end in welcome to the weary,
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Angels of Jesus, etc.
Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping;
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above;
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.
Angels of Jesus, etc. Amen. f. w.
Fetor.
304 MISCELLANEOUS.
I U*d HOLY NIGHT! PEACEFUL NIGHT!
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With their loud alleluia songs,
Saying, Jesus is come,
Saying, Jesus is come.
703
CAROL, CAROL. CHRISTIANS.
3 Holy night! peaceful night!
Child of heaven, oh, how bright [born!
Thou didst smile on us when Thou wast
Blest indeed was that happy morn,
Full of heavenly joy,
Full of heavenly joy.
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Car - ol, car - ol, Chris-tians, Car - ol joy - ful - ly
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Where the myrtles grow,
Where the pine and laurel
Bend beneath the snow,
And gather them for Jesus,
Wreathe them for His shrine,
Make His temple glorious
With the box and pine. —Carol, etc.
3 Give us grace, O Saviour,
To put off in might
Deeds and dreams of darkness
For the robes of light,
That we may live as lowly
As Thyself with men,
So to rise in glory
When Thou com' st again. Carol, etc.
MISCELLANEOUS.
701
ALL TO CHRIST. P. M.
303
J. T. GRAPE.
1. I hear the Saviour say, Thy strength indeed is small; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in me thine all in alL
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Can change the leper's spots,
And melt the heart of stone. — Cho.
3 For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim —
I'll wash my garment white
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.-Cho.
4 When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
Then "Jesus paid it all"
Shall rend the vaulted skies.—
5 And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus' feet. — Cho.
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3 O Sin, thou art vanquished,
Thv long reign is o'er;
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Though still thou dost vex us,
We dread thee no more.
Oh sing, etc.
4 Our Lord hath arisen,
Day breaketh at last ;
The long night of weeping
Is now wellnigh past. Oh sing, ete.
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SMILE PRAISES. O SKY!
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Clap, clap your hands, mountains;
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Leap, leap for joy, fountains;
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All triumph! He liveth,
He lives, as He said;
The Lord has arisen
Unharmed from the dead.
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THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY
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He died to make us good,
That we might go at last to heaven,
Saved by His precious blood.
There was none other good enough
To pay the price of sin,
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven, and let us in.
Oh, dearly, dearly has He loved,
And we must love Him too,
And trust in His redeeming blood,
And try His works to do.
For there's a green hill far away,
Without a city wall,
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Who died to save us all. Amen.
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ENDLESS PRAISES TO OUR LORD.
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2 Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in —
That wonderful redemption,
God's remedy for sin!
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon!
The "early dew" of morning
Has passed away at noon! — Cho.
3 Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember! I'm the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me that story always,
If you would really be,
In any time of trouble,
A comforter to me. — Cho.
4 Tell me the same old story,
When you have cause to fear
That this world's empty glory
Is costing me too dear.
Yes, and when that world's glory
Is drawing on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story: [Cho.
"Christ Jesus makes thee whole."
K. Hankey.
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2 I love to tell the story:
Tis pleasant to repeat
What seems each time I tell it,
More wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story :
For some have never heard
The message of salvation,
From God's own holy word. — Cho-
3 I love to tell the story;
For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory,
I sing the New, New Song,
'Twill be the Old, Old Story
That I have loved so long. — Cho.
A'. JIankey,
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1 I saw the cross of Jesus,
When burdened with my sin;
I sought the cross of Jesus,
To give me peace within ;
Cho.-
I brought my soul to Jesus,
He cleansed it in His blood;
x4md in the cross of Jesus
I found my peace with God.
-No righteousness, no merit,
No beauty can I plead;
Yet in the cross I glory,
My title there I read.
Sweet is the cross of Jesus!
There let my weary heart
Still rest in peace unshaken,
Till with Him, ne'er to part;
And then in strains of glory
I'll sing His wondrous power,
Where sin can never enter,
And death is known no more.
Cho. — I love the cros3 of Jesus.
It tells me what I am;
A vile and guilty creature,
Saved only through the Lamb.
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2 Christ, the blessed One gives to all
Wonderful words of life ;
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Wonderful words of life;
All so freely given,
Wooing us to heaven. — Cho.
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3. Sweetly echo the gospel call,
Wonderful words of life;
Offer pardon and peace to all,
Wonderful words of life;
Jesus, only Saviour,
Sanctify forever. — Cho.
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1. My Father's house on high! Borne of my soul! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates ap-pear!
2 Ah! then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
3 Yet, clouds will intervene,
And all my prospect flies;
Like Noah's dove I flit between
Rough seas and stormy skies.
4 Anon the clouds depart,
The winds and waters cease;
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While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart
Expands the bow of peace.
I hear at morn and even,
At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven,
Earth's Babel-tongues o'erpower.
Then, then I feel that He —
Remembered or forgot —
The Lord is never far from me,
Though I perceive Him not.
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Make me know that Thou canst save:
Keep me safe by Thy dear side;
Let me in Thy love abide.
When I'm tempted to do wrong,
Make me steadfast, wise, and strong;
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And when all alone I stand,
Shield me with Thy mighty hand.
When my heart is full of glee,
Help me to remember Thee, —
Happy most of all to know
That mv Father loves me so.
714 Continued.
2 Where faith is lost in sight,
And patient hope is crowned,
And everlasting light
Its glory throws around.
3 There is a land of peace,
Good angels know it well;
Glad songs that never cease
Within its portals swell;
4 Around its glorious throne,
Ten thousand saints adore
Christ, with the Father One
And Spirit, evermore.
5 O joy all joys beyond,
To see the Lamb who died,
And count each sacred wound
In hands, and feet, and side;
To give to Him the praise
Of every triumph won,
And sing through endless days
The great things He hath done.
Look up ye saints of God,
Nor fear to tread below
The path your Saviour trod
Of daily toil and woe.
Wait but a little while
In uncomplaining love,
His own most gracious -mile
Shall welcome you above.
Henr;/ W. Baker. 1861.
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1 . Je-sus keep me near the cross; There a precious fouut-ain, Free to all, a healing stream, Flows from Calvary's mountain .
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2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the bright and morning star
Sheds its beams around me. — Cho.
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3 Near the Cross! oh, Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from dayto day,
With its shadow o'er me.— Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby.
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2 Though coming weak and vile,
Thou dost my strength assure;
Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all, and pure.— Cho.
3 'Tis Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust,
For earth and heaven above. — Cho.
4 All hail! atoning blood!
All hail! redeeming grace!
All hail! the gift of Christ, our Lord,
Our Strength and Righteousness.-Cho.
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2 Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,
Safe from the world's temptations,
8in cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,
Only a few more tears! — Cho.
724
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Jesus, my heart's dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages,
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o'er;
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.— Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby,
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Though I grow poor and old,
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Jesus is mine.
He shall my wants supply;
His precious blood is nigh,
Naught can my hope destroy;
Jesus is mine.
When earth shall pass away,
In the great judgment day,
Jesus is mine.
Oh, what a glorious thing
Then to behold my King,
On tuneful harps to sing,
Jesus is mine. 1 J. M. Hope,
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Wondrous Sovereign of the sea,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
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May I hear Thee say to me,
"Fear not, I will pilot thee!"
E. Hojjper, 1818.
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And died in calm away.
4 Though swells the threatening tide,
Mounting to heaven above,
We know in whom our souls confide,
And fearless trust His love. Amen.
Charlotte E. Tonali.
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And thorns Thy brow encircle,
And tears Thy face have marred:
Oh, love that passeth knowledge,
So patiently to wait!
Oh. sin that hath no equal,
So fast to bar the gate!
O Jesus, Thou art pleading
In accents meek and low, —
"I died for you, my children,
And will ye treat me so?"
O Lord, with shame and sorrow
We open now the door:
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us nevermore!
W. W. How, 185U.
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Do not pass me by.
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Saviour, Sav-iour, hear my humble cry!
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2 Let me at Thy throne of mercy
Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief. — Clio.
3 Trusting only in Thy merit,
AVould I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace. — Cho.
4 Thou the Spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me.
Whom on earth have I beside Thee,
WJiom in heaven but Thee! — Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby.
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4a\) WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS. 8s, 7s. D.
C. C. CONVERSE.
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TRUSTING.
Can we find a friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
3 Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care? —
Precious Saviour, still our refuge, —
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In His arms He'll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
WM. G. FISCHER.
am coming to the cross; I am poor, and weak, and blind; 1 am counting all but dross; I shall full sal-ra-tion find.
kef—I am trusting, Lord, in Thee, Dear Lamb of Cal-va-ry; Hum- bly at Thy cross I bow; Save me,Je-sus, save me novr.
Per. of Wm. G. Fischer.
2 Long my heart has sighed for Thee;
Long has evil dwelt within;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me,
I will cleanse you from all sin. — Ref.
3 Here I give my all to Thee, —
Friends and time and earthly store;
Soul and body Thine to be —
Wholly Thine for evermore. — Refi
4 In the promises I trust;
Now I feel the blood applied;
I am prostrate in the dust;
I with Christ am crucified. — Ref.
MISCELLANEOUS.
319
INVITATION. C. M. D.
LOUIS SPOHE.
1. I heard the Toice of Je - sus say : "Come un - to me and rest ; Lav down, thou wea - ry one, lay down
d. s. I found iu Him a rest - ing- place,
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"Behold, I freely give
The living water! thirsty one,
Stoop down, and drink, and live."
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream: [vived,
My thirst was quenched, my soul re-
And now I live in Him.
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"I am this dark world's light:
Look unto me; thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright."
I looked to Jesus and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk
Till all my journey's done.
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With this I venture nigh;
Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without, and fear within,
I come to Thee for rest.
4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place,
That, sheltered near Thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him — Thou hast died.
5 Oh, wondrous Love — to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead Thy gracious name!
J. Newton.
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2 Take the name of Jesus ever,
As a shield from ev'ry snare;
If temptations round you gather, Cho.
Breathe that holy name in prayer.
3 Oh, the precious name of Jesus!
How it thrills our souls with joy,
734
SHINING SHORE. P. M.
When His loving arms receive us,
And His soDgs our tongues employ!
4 At the name of Jesus bowing, [Cho.
Falling prostrate at His feet,
King of kings in heaven we'll crown Him,
When our journey is complete. Cho.
Mrs. Lydia Baxter.
GEORGE F. ROOT, 1859.
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MY REDEEMER
JAMES MCGRANAIIAN.
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cross He sealed ray pardon, On the cross He sealed my pardon,
2 I will tell the wond'rous story,
How my Lost estate to save,
In His boundless love and mercy,
He the ransom freely gave.
3 I will praise my dear Redeemer,
His triumphant pow'r I'll tell,
Paid the debt, and made me free,
How the victory He giveth
Over sin, and death, and hell.
4 I will sing of my Redeemer,
And His heav'nly love to me;
He from death to life hath bro't me,
Son of God, with Him to be.
734 Continued.
2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
Our heavenly home discerning;
Our absent Lord has left us word,
Let every lamp be burning. — Ref.
3 Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
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That perfect rest naught can molest,'
Where golden harps are ringing. Ref.
Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
Each cord on earth to sever; [home
Our King says, Come, and there s our
For ever, oh, for ever!
David Nelson, 1836.
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MISCELLANEOUS.
WHITER THAN SNOW.
WM. G. FISCHER, 1872.
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2 Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies,
And help me to make a complete sacrifice;
I give up myself, and whatever I know —
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.— Cho.
3 Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat;
I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet,
By faith, for my cleansing, I see Thy blood flow —
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho.
4 Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait;
Come now, and within me a new heart create;
To those who have sought Thee, Thou never said'st No —
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter thao snow. — Cho. '
737
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RESCUE THE PERISHING. P. M.
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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.
3 Down in the human heart,
Crushed by the tempter,
Feelings lie buried that grace can re-
store:
Touched by a loving heart,
Wakened by kindness,
Chords that were broken will vibrate
once more. Cho.
4 Rescue the perishing,
Duty demands it; [vide:
Strength for thy labor the Lord will pro-
Back to the narrow way
Patiently win them; [died. Cho.
Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour ha«
Fanny J. Orotby.
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sins of years, Weeping will not save me. Je-sns wept and died for me; Je- sus suffered on the tree;
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2 Working will not save me — •
Purest deeds that I can do,
Honest thought and feelings too,
739
I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR. P. M.
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Cannot form my soul anew, —
Working will not save me. — Cho.
3 Waiting will not save me —
Helpless, guilty, lost, I lie;
In my ear is mercy's cry;
If I wait I can but die —
Waiting will not save me. — Cho.
4 Faith in Christ will save me —
Let me trust Thy weeping Son;
Trust the work that He has done;
To His arms, Lord, help me run —
Faith in Christ will save me.— Cho.
R. Lowry.
ROBERT LOWRY.
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2 I need Thee every hour;
Stay Thou near by;
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh. Ref.
3 I need Thee every hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain. Ref.
4 I need Thee every hour;
Teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfill. Eef.
5 I need Thee every hour,
Most Holy One;
Oh, make me Thine indeed.
Thou blessed Son! Ref.
Mrs. Annie S. Hawksr
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Wounded, impotent, and blind!
Here the guilty, free remission,
Here the troubled, peace may find;
Health this fountain will restore,
He that drinks shall thirst no more —
He that drinks shall live for ever;
'Tis a soul-renewing flood:
God is faithful; God will never
Break His covenant in blood,
Signed when our Redeemer died,
Sealed when He was glorified.
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NESTOR CHANT. L. M.
WM. B. BRADBURY.
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2 Take up thy cross; let not its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm:
My strength shall bear thy spirit up, [arm.
And brace thine heart and nerve thine
3 Take up thy cross then in His strength,
And calmly every danger brave;
1 'Twill guide thee to a better home,
And lead to victory o'er the grave.
4 Take up thy cross and follow Him,
Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to wear the glorious crown.
Charles W. Everest, 183S.
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And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease!
Though oft from Thy presence in sadness I roam,
I long to behold Thee in glory, at home.
While here in the valley of conflict I stay,
Oh, give me submission, and strength as my day;
In all my afflictions to Thee would I come,
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home.
Whate'er Thou deniest, oh, give me Thy grace,
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of Thy face;
Endue me with patience to wait at Thy throne,
And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home,
David Denham, 1837.
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[. My spir-it longs for Thee To dwell within my breast; Al -though unworthy I Of so divine a Guest!
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2 Until it come to Thee,
In vain I look around :
In all that I can see
No rest is to be found !
No rest is to be found,
But in Thy bleeding love,
Oh, let my wish be crowned,
And send it from above!
FREDERICK, us.
MISCELLANEOUS.
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327
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Temptation without and corruption within:
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.
3 I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb;
Since Jesus has lain there, I dread not its gloom;
There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise
To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God?
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
• Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns:
5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,
Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet,
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. w. a. Muhlenberg.
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"Thy will be | done!" || In devious way
The hurrying stream of | life may | run; ||
Yet still our grateful hearts shall say, |
"Thy will be | done."
2 "Thy will be | done!"||If o'ear us shine
A gladdening and a | prosperous | sun, ||
This prayer will make it more divine — |
"Thy will be | done!"
3 "Thy will be | done! " | |Tho'shrouded o'er
Our | path with | gloom, | one comfort — one
Is ours: — to breathe, while we. adore, |
"Thy will be | done." J. Bowring.
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These from great afflictions came:
Now, before the throne of God,
Sealed with His almighty name,
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Kedeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
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3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb, amid the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs —
Perfect love dispel all fears —
And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away their tears.
J. Montgomery.
J. H. WILCOX.
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In the sweetness of our Lord. F. W. Faber.
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His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be
denied,
So long as 'tis written, "The Lord will
provide."
3 When life sinks apace, and death is
in view,
The word of His grace shall comfort
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Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on
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We hope to die shouting, "The Lord
will provide."
J. Newton.
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And this be the token,
No word He hath spoken
Was ever yet broken;
"The Lord will provide."
4 March on, then, right boldly, the sea
shall divide:
The pathway made glorious,
With shoutings victorious,
We'll join in the chorus,
"The Lord will provide."
Martha Walker Cook, U
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2 Still in the pure espousal
Of Christian man and maid;
The holy Three are with us,
The threefold grace is said.
3 Oh, spread Thy pure wing o'er them,
Let no ill power find place,
When onward to Thine altar
Their hallow'd patli they trace.
4 To cast their crowns before Thee
In perfect sacrifice,
Till to the home of gladness
With Christ's own Bride they rise. Amen.
Keble, 1857.
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That ne'er shall pass away.
O bless, as erst of old,
The bridegroom and the bride;
Bless with the holier stream that flowed
Forth from Thy pierced side.
Before Thine altar-throne
This mercy we implore;
As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one,
So bless them evermore.
H. W. Baker, 1861.
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1. Come,graciousLord,desccnd and dwell ,By faith and love,ineverybreast;Thenshall weknowaodtasteandfeelThe joysthatcannotbeexpressed.
2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the height and breadth and length
Of Thine eternal love and grace.
3 Now to the God whose power can do
More than our thoughts and wishes know,
Be everlasting honors done,
By all the Church, through Christ His Son-
Isaac Waits, Ulh-llhS,
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Cheerfully join in one,
Praising His name, —
Ye who have felt His blood
Sealing; your peace with God,
Sound His dear name abroad,
"Worthy theLamb!"
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 theLamb!"
4 Soon must we change our place
Yet will we never cease
Praising His" name:
To Him our songs we bring;
Hail Him our gracious King;
And through all ages sing,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
J. Allen.
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1 O Holy Lord, our God,
By heavenly hosts adored,
Hear us, we pray:
To Thee the Cherubim,
Angels and Seraphim,
Unceasing praises bring —
Their homage pay.
2 Here give Thy word success;
And this Thy servant bless;
His labors own ;
And while the sinners'Friend
His life and wTords commend,
Thy Holy Spirit send,
And make Him known.
3 May every passing year
More happy still appear
Than this glad day;
With numbers fill the place,
Adorn Thy saints with grace;
Thy truth may all embrace,
O Lord, we pray.
7CR, WELLS, l. m.
1 God calling yet! shall I not hear?
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear?
Shall life's swift passing years all fly,
And will my soul in slumber lie?
2 God calling yet? and > h a 1 1 He knock,
And I my heart the closer lock?
He still is waiting to receive,
And shall I dare His Spirit grieve?
3 God calling yet! and shall I give
No heed; but still in bondage live?
I wait, but He does not forsake;
He calls me still: my heart, awake!
4 God calling yet! I cannot stay;
My heart I yield without delay:
Vain world, farewell! from thee I part;
The voice ofGod hath nachedmyheart.
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1 My Saviour, whom absent I love,
Whom, not having seen, I adore,
Whose name is exalted above
All glory, dominion, and power, —
Dissolve Thou these bands that detain
My soul from her portion in Thee;
Ah, strike off this adamant chain,
And make me eternally free !
758
ROSEDALE
When that happy era begins,
When arrayed in Thy glories I shine,
Nor grieve any more, by my sins,
The bosom on which I recline,
Oh, then shall the vail be removed,
And round me Thy brightness be poured!
I shall meet Him, whom absent I loved,
I shall see, whom unseen I adored.
And then, nevermore shall the fears,
The trials, temptations, and woes,
Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose:
To Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone;
Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up,
And waft me away to His throne!
William Cowper.
GEORGE P. ROOT, 1849.
O wanderer, return,
And seek a Father's melting heart;
His pitying eyes thy grief discern,
His hand shall heal thine inward smart.
3 Eeturn, O wanderer, return,
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live;
Go to His bleeding feet, and learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.
4 Return, O wanderer, return,
And wipe away the falling tear:
'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn,"
'Tie mercy's voice invites thee near.
William B. Collyer. 1812.
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1. Sing unto the Lord a new song; and His praise from the | end of the
ye that go down to the sea, and | all that | is there- | in.
2. Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift | up their | voice; || let the inhabi-
tants of the rock sing, let them shout | from the | tops of the | mountains.
3. Let them give glory unto the Lord, and declare His praise | among the | hea-
then. || The Lord hath | com-forted | His — | people;
4. He hath made bare His holy arm in the eyes of | all — | nations: || and all the
ends of the earth shall see the sal- | vation | of our | God.
5. Say to the Daughter of Zion, behold, thy sal- | vation | cometh; || behold, His
reward is with Him, | and His | work be- | fore Him.
6. Fear thou not; for | lam | with thee; || be not dismayed; for | lam | thy — | God:
7i I will strengthen thee; yea,# I will | help — | thee. || Unto you that fear My
name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with | healing | in His | wings!
8. The glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and | all flesh shall | see it. || Death
shall be swallowed up in victory, and God will wipe away | all tears | from
our | eyes.
And it shall be said in that day, Lo! | this is our | God; || we have waited for
Him, | and — | He will | save us;
10. This is the Lord; we have | waited for | Him, || we will be glad and re- | joice
in | His sal- | vation.
11. Sanctify and prepare yourselves to look upon the glory of our God; for
Lord— | cometh. || Prepare ye the way of the Lord and | make
paths — | straight.
12. Let us serve Him with gladness, and come before His | presence with
ing! || Blessed is He that cometh in the | name — | of the | Lord!
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.
A- | men.
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day a Saviour, | which is | Christ the | Lord!
2. Glory to God | in the | highest, \\ and on earth, peace, | good — | will toward |
men!
3. The Lord hath remembered His | cov-e- | nant f| and sent sal- | vation | to His |
people.
4. Israel is saved | by the J Lord || with an | ever- | lasting sal- | vation.
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1. Christ our Passover was offered for us | ou this | day. || He was delivered for |
our of- | fen — | ses.
2. He bore our sins in His own body | on the I tree, || and the Lord hath laid on
Him the in- | iquity of | us — | all.
3. He hath trodden the wine- | press a- | lone, || and of the people | there was |
none with | Him.
4. He was taken from prison | and from | judgment; || He was cut off out | of the
land | of the | living.
5. Thou wast slain, and hast re- | deemed | us || out of every kindred, and tongue,
and | people, | and — | nation;
6. Thou hast loved us, and washed us from our sins in | Thine own | blood; || and
hast made us unto our God, | kings — | and — | priests.
7. Worthy is the Lamb | that was | slain || to receive power, and riches, and wis-
dom, and strength, and honor, and glory, for | ever and | ev- — | er.
8. Now is come sal | vation and | strength, IJ and the kingdom of our God, and
the | power of | His — | Christ.
9. Death shall be swallowed | up in | victory, || and God shall wipe away all |
tears — | from our | eyes.
Glory be to the Father, | and to the | Son, || and | to the | Holy | Ghost:
As it was inthe beginning, isnow, and | evershall | be, || world without | end. — |
766 Continued.
5. This is the Lord's doing, and marvelous | in our | eyes. || This is the day the
Lord hath made; we will rejoice | and be | glad in | it.
6. Let the voice of rejoicing and sal- | vation be | heard, || in the taber- | na-cles|
of the | righteous.
7. Blessed is He that cometh in the name | of the | Lord! || Blessed be the king-
dom of our father David! Ho- | sauna | in the | highest!
8. Open to me the gates of | righteous- | ness, || I will enter in and | praise — |
the Lord,
9. Say among the heathen, that the | Lord — | reigneth. | Let the multitudes of
the isles be glad thereof: let the heavens rejoice, and | let the | earth be |
glad.
10. He shall judge the world with | righteous- | ness; | and the | people | with
His ! truth.
11. Blessed be His glorious name for | ever and | ever: || and let the whole earth
be | filled | with His -lory.
Glory be to the Father, \ and to the | Son, || and | to the | Holy | Ghost:
As it was in the beginning, Isnow, and \ evershall | be, || world without | end. — |
A- — | men.
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1. Christ our Passover | has — | risen. || He was dead, and behold He is alive for
evermore, and hath the keys of | hell — | and of I death.
2. Christ our Passover was dead, a sacrifice | for our | sins. || He was put to death
in the flesh, but was | quickened | by the | Spirit.
3. Christ is risen from the dead, and henceforth | diethno | more; || death hath no
more do- | minion | over j Him.
4. He died unto sin once, but now He liveth | unto | God; || the Prince of Life
could not be | holden | of — | death.
God did not leave His soul | in the | grave, || nor suffer His Holy one to | see — |
cor- — | ruption.
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rection | of the | dead.
7. Death is swallowed | up for | ever! H O Death, | where — | is thy | sting?
8. O Grave, | where is thy | victory? || Thanks be unto God, which giveth us the
victory, | through our Lord | Jesus | Christ.
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. — |
A — | men.
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1. Oh clap your hands, | all ye | people. || Shout unto God with the | voice — |
of — | triumph!
2. God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound | of a | trumpet. || Lift
up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors, and
the King of | glory | shall come | in!
3. Who is this | king of | glory? || The Lord, strong and mighty; | He is the | king
of | glory.
4. Sing praises to God, and unto our King! | Sing — | praises! || For He is the |
King of | all the | earth.
5. God reigneth | over the | heathen; || He sitteth upon the | throne of | His — |
holiness.
6. Let all the world bow | down be- | fore Him, || and all the angels of | God — |
worship | Him!
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with songs of | praise, and | hymns of thanks- | giving.
2. God hath raised up His holy Child Jesus, who, being by His right hand exalt-
ed, shed forth the promise of the Holy Ghost up- | on the a- | postles, || so
that they spake with new tongues, and wrought signs and | wonders | in His |
name.
3. He gave power to the testimony | of His | servants. || The kingdoms of the
earth, the people and | nations have | heard His | voice,
4. And have rendered obedience | unto our | Lord, || and | to — | His — | Christ.
5. We render thanks unto | Thee, O | Lord, || who art the Alpha and Omega, the|
first — | and the | last,
6. That Thou hast re- | vealed Thy | power, || and entered | upon | Thy — |
kingdom.
7. Thou hast sent unto | us the | Comforter, || even the Spirit of truth, that He
may a- | bide with | us for- | ever.
8. Thou hast sent the Spirit of Thy Son into our hearts, whereby we cry unto
Thee: | Abba, | Father. || It is the Spirit, which witnesseth with our spirits,
that | we are the | children of | God.
9. The Spirit also helpeth | our in- | firmities, || and with groanings, which cannot
be uttered, | maketh inter- | cession | for us.
10. We wait for the redemption | of our | body, |j and for the manifestation of the
glorious liberty | of the | sons of I God.
11. The Spirit is the earnest and pledge of | our in- | heritance; || whereby also we
are sealed | unto the | day of re- | demption.
12. O Lord, we praise Thee, and | render Thee | thanks, |j thatThouhast | given |
us the | Spirit.
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. — |
A- — | men.
T69 Continued.
7. Thy throne, O God, is for | ever and | ever; || the sceptre of Thy kingdom | is
a | right — | sceptre.
S. Thou lovest righteousness and | hatest | wickedness; || therefore God, Thy God,
hath anointed Thee with the oil of | gladness a- | bove Thy | fellows.
9. Thou hast as- | cended on | high; || Thou hast led cap- j tiv-i | ty — | captive.
10. Thou hast received | gifts for | men. || Thou hast entered into Thy Father's
house, to pre- | pare a | mansion for | us.
11. Thou hast prepared Thy throne | in the | heavens; || and Thy kingdom | rul-
eth | over | all.
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. — |
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1. My soul doth magni- | fy thelLord,
And my spirit hath re- | joiced in | God
my | Saviour.
2. For He | hath re- | garded
The low e- | state of | His hand- | maiden.
3. For behold, | from hence- | forth
All gene- | rations shall | call me | blessed.
4. For He I that is | mighty,
Hath done to me great things ; and | holy | is
His | name.
5. And His mercy is on them | that fear | Him,
From gene- | ration | to gene- | ration.
He hath shewed strength | with His | arm;
He hath scattered the proud in the imagi- |
nation | of their | hearts:
He hath put down the mighty | from their
And exalted | them of | low= | degree.
8. He hath filled the hungry | with good | things,
And the rich He | hath sent | empty a- | way.
9. He hath holpen His | servant | Israel,
In re- | membrance | of His | mercy.
As He spake | to our | fathers,
To Abraham, and | his= | seed for- | ever.
Glory be to the Father, I and ' to the | Son: ||
And | to * the | Ho-ly | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ev-er | shall be:
World without | end. I A- I men.
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2. For mine | eyes have | seen: || Thy | sal- = | va- = | tion,
3. Which Thou | hast pre|pared: || before the | face of | all = | people;
4. To be a light to | lighten ' the | Gentiles: II and to the glory of Thy | peo-ple |
Is-ra | el. Glory be to the Father, &c. —
llTc Isaiah, 53.
1. He was wounded for | our trans- | gressions;
He was | bruised for | our in- | iquities.
2. The chastisement of our peace | was upon | Him,
And with His | stripes = | we are | healed.
3. All we like sheep have | gone a- | stray;
We have turned every | one to | his own | way;
4. And the Lord hath | laid on | Him
The in- | iquity | of us | all.
5. He was oppressed, and He | was af- | flicted,
Yet He | opened | not His | mouth.
6. He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as
a sheep before her | shearers is | dumb,
So He ! opened | not His | mouth.
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. = | A- = | men.
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4. That we should be saved | from our [ enemies, || and from the | hand of | all
that | hate us;
5. To perform the mercy promised | to our | fathers, |] and to remember | His holy
I cov-e- | nant:
6. The oath | which He | sware || to our | father | A-bra- | ham.
7. That He would grant unto us, that we, being delivered out of the hand | of
our | enemies, || might | serve Him | without | fear,
8. In holiness and righteousness be- | fore — | Him, ] all the | days — | of our | life.
9. And Thou, Child, shalt be called the Prophet | of the | Highest; | for Thou
shalt go before the face of the Lord to pre- | pare — | His — | ways;
10. To give knowledge of salvation | unto His ( people, || by the re- | mission | of
their | sins.
11. Through the tender mercy | of our | God; || whereby the day-spring from on |
high hath [ visited | us;
12. To give light to them that sit in darkness, and in the | shadow of | death, f| to
guide our feet | into the | way of | peace.
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. — |
A — I men.
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1. The Lord | is my | Shepherd; || I | shall— j not
2. He maketh me to lie down in | green — | pastures:
He leadeth mebe-| side the | still — | waters,
3. He re- | storeth • my | soul :
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness | for His | name's — | sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will | fear no
For Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy | staff they | comfort | me.
5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence | of mine | enemies;
Thou anointest my head with oil; my | cup — | runneth | over.
6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow1 me all the | days of ■ my | life:
And I will dwell in the | house • of the | Lord for- | ever.
Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son,|j And | to the | Holy | Ghost;
As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, || World | without jend
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MISERERE MEI DEUS.
Psalm 51.
1. Have mercy upon me, | O — | God,[[ according to | Thy — | loving | kindness:
2. According unto the multitude of Thy | tender | mercies || blot | out — | my trans-
| gressions.
3. Wash me throughly | from mine | iniquity, ||and | cleanse me | from my | sin.
4. Fori acknowledge | my trans- | gressions: ||and my sin is | ever be- | fore — | me.
5. Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil | in Thy | sight: || that Thou
mightest be justified when Thou speakest, and be | clear when | Thou judg- | est.
6. Behold, I was | shapen in | iniquity; || and in sin did my | mother con- | ceive- | me.
7. Behold, Thou desirest truth in the | inward | parts: || and in the hidden part Thou
shalt | make me | to know wis- | dom.
8. Purge me with hyssop, and I | shall be | clean; || wash me, and I shall be | whi | ter
than | snow.
9. Make me hear | joy and | gladness; || that the bones which Thou hast | broken | may
re- | joice.
10. Hide Thy face | from my | sins, || and blot |out all | mine in- j iquities.
11. Create in me a clean | heart, O j God:|| and renew a right | spirit with- | in — |me.
12. Cast me not away | from Thy | presence; j| and take not Thy | Holy | Spirit | from me.
13. Eestore unto me the joy of | Thy sal- 1 vation : 1 1 and uphold me | with Thy | free- 1 spirit.
14. Then will I teach transgressors | Thy — | ways; || and sinners shall be con- | verted |
unto | Thee.
15. Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, Thou God of j my sal- | vation: ||and my
tongue shall sing aloud | of Thy | righteous- | ness.
16. O Lord, open J Thou my | lips, |fand my mouth shall | shew forth | Thy — | praise.
17. For Thou desirest not sacrifice: else | would I | give it: || Thou delightest | not in |
burnt — | offering.
18. The sacrifices of God are a | broken | spirit: ||a broken and a contrite heart, O God, |
Thou wilt | notde-| spise.
19. Do good in Thy good pleasure | unto | Zion: || build Thou the walls j of Je-|rusa-|lem.
20. Then shalt Thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offering
and | whole burnt | offering: || then shall they offer bullocks | upon | Thine— | altar.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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1. God be merciful unto | us, aud | bless us;
And cause His | face to | shine up- | on us:
2. That Thy way may be | known upon | earth,
Thy saving | health a- | mong all | nations.
3. Let the people | praise Thee, * 0 | God;
Let | all the | people | praise Thee.
4. O let the nations be glad and | sing for | joy:
For Thou shalt judge the people righteously, and govern the | nations
earth.
5. Let the people | praise Thee, * O | God;
Let J all the | people | praise Thee.
6. Then shall the earth | yield her | increase;
And God, even | our own | God, shall | bless us.
7. God | shall— | bless us;
And all the ends of the | earth shall | fear — | Him,
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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1. How amiable are Thy | taber- | nacles,
0 | Lord— | of— | hosts!
2. My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the | courts * of the | Lord:
My heart and my flesh crieth out | for the | living | God.
3. Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may | lay her | young,
Even Thine altars; O Lord of hosts, my | King — | and my | God.
4. Blessed are they that dwell ] in Thy | house:
They will be | still— | praising | Thee.
5. Behold, O | God our | Shield,
And look upon the | face of | Thine A- | nointed.
6. For a day in Thy courts is better | than a | thousand.
1 had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the |
tents of | wicked- | ness.
7. For the Lord God is a | Sun and | Shield:
The Lord will give grace and glory: no good thing will He withhold from |
them that | walk up- | rightly.
8. O | Lord of | hosts,
Blessed i3 the | man that | trusteth ■ in | Thee.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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Psalm 90.
1. Lord, Thou hast been our | dwell-ing- | place \\in\ all — |gen— e| rations.
2. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth \
and the | world, || even from everlasting to ever- | last-ing | Thou art | God.
3. Thou turnest man | to de- | struction 1 1 and sayest , Re- 1 turn, ye | children ' of | men.
4. For a thousand years in Thy sight are but as yesterday | when * it is | past || and
as a | watch — | in the | night.
5. Thou earnest them away as with & flood; they | are
ing they are like | grass which | grow-eth | up ;
6. In the morning it flourished, and | grow-eth | up;
down and | with-er- | eth.
7. For all our days are passed away | in Thy | wrath; |
tale — | that is | told.
8. The days of our years are threescore | years and | ten;
strength * they be | four-score | years,
9. Yet is their strength | labor * and | sorrow; || for it is soon cut off | and we | fly
a- | way.
10. So teach us to | number ■ our | days, || that we may apply our | hearts — | un-
to | wisdom.
Glory be to the .Father, and | to the | Son, || and | to the | Ho-ly | Ghost;
As it was in the beginning, isnow, and | ev-er | shall be, || world without | end.
A — | men.
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And make a joyful noise | unto j Him with | psalms.
For the Lord is a | great = | God,
And a great | King a- | bove all | gods.
4. In His hand are the deep places | of the | earth :
The strength of the | hills is ( His = | also.
5. The sea is His, | andHe | made it:
And His hands | formed the | dry = | land.
6. O come let us worship | and bow | down:
Let us kneel be- I fore the I Lord our I Maker.
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1. O sing unto the Lord a | new = | song;
For He hath | done = | marvelous | things:
2. His right hand and His | holy | arm,
Hath | gotten | Him the | victory:
3. The Lord hath made known | His sal- | vation:
His righteousness hath He openly showed in
the | sight = | of the | heathen.
4. He hath remembered His mercy and His truth
toward the | house of | Israel :
All the ends of the earth have seen the sal- |
vation | of our | God.
5. Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all the | earth:
Make a loud noise and re- | joice = | and
sing | praise.
Sing unto the Lord | with the | harp;
With the harp, and the | voice = | of a psalm.
With trumpets and | sound of | cornet
Make a joyful noise be- | fore the | Lord, the | King.
Let the sea roar, and the | fulness there- | of:
The world, and | they that | dwell there- | in.
Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be
joyful together be- j fore the | Lord;
For He | cometh to | judge the | earth.
With righteousness shall He | judge the | world,
And the | people | with = | equity.
Glory be to the Father, | and to the | Son,
And I to the | Holy | Ghost;
As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall | be,
World without | end. = | A- = | men.
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7. For He | is our | God;
And we are the people of His pasture; I and
the | sheep of His | hand.
8. To-day if ye will hear His voice, harden | not your | hearts
As in the provocation, and as the day of temp-
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9. When your fathers | tempted I me,
Proved | me, and | saw my | work.
10. Forty years long was I grieved with this gene- |
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It is a people that do err in their heart, and
they | have not | known my | ways.
11. Unto whom I sware | in my | wrath,
That they should not I enter in- | to my | rest.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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1. It is a good thing to give thanks un- | to the | Lord,
And to sing praises unto Thy | name, = | O Most | High.
2. To show forth Thy loving kindness | in the | morning,
And Thy | faithful-ness | every | night.
3. Upon an instrument of ten strings, and up- | on the | psaltery;
Upon the harp | with a | solemn | sound.
4. For Thou, Lord, hast made me glad | through Thy | work.
I will triumph in the | works — | of Thy j hands.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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1. Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all ye | lands
Serve the Lord with gladness: come be- | fore
His | presence with | singing.
2. Know ye that the Lord | He is J God:
It is He that hath made us, | and not J we our- | selves;
3. We | are His | people,
And the | sheep = | of His | pasture.
4. Enter into His gates | with thanks- | giving,
And | into His | courts with | praise:
5. Be thankful | unto | Him, || And | bless == | His— | name.
6. For the Lord is good; His mercy is | ever- | lasting,
And His truth endureth to | all — | gene- | rations.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
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1. Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, || and all that is within me, | bless His | holy | name.
2. Bless the Lord, j O my | soul, || and for-get not | all His | ben-e | fits:
3. Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities; || who j healeth 'all | thy dis- | eases;
4. Who redeemeth thy life | from de- | struction; || who crowneth thee with Moving |
kindness ■ and | tender | mercies;
5. The Lord hath prepared His | throne • in the | heavens; || and His kingdom | rul-eth | over | all.
6. Bless the Lord, ye His angels, that ex- | eel in | strength, || that do His command-
ments, hearkening tmto the | voice of | His — | wordl
7. Bless ye the Lord, all | ye His | hosts! || ye ministers of | His, that | do His | pleasure!
8. Bless the Lord, all His works! in all peaces of | His do- | minion: || bless the | Lord,— |
O my | soul ! Glory be to the .Father, &c.
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1. I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence | cometh ' my | help.
My help cometh from the Lord, j which made | heaven ' and | earth.
2. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: He that keepeth thee | will not |
slumber.
Behold, He that keepeth Israel shall | neither | slumber* nor | sleep.
3. The Lord is thy keeper : the Lord is thy shade upon | thy right | hand:
The sun shall not smite thee by day, | nor the | moon by | night.
4. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: He shall pre- | serve thy | soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth,
and | even* for | ever- | more.
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1. I was glad when they said | unto | me,
Let us go into the I house= | of the I Lord.
2. Our feet shall stand with- | in thy | gates,
0 Je- | ru- = | sa- = | lem.
Jerusalem is builded | as a | city
That | is com- | pact to- | gether:
Whither the tribes go up, the tribes | of the | Lord,
Unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks |
unto the | name of the | Lord.
5. For there are set | thrones of | judgment,
The | throne9of the | house of | David.
6. Pray for the peace | of Je- | rusalem:
They shall | prosper that | love= | Thee.
7. Peace be with- | in thy | walls,
And prosperity with- | in thy | pala- | ces.
8. For my brethren and com- | panions' | sakes,
1 will now say, | Peace be with- | in = | thee.
9. Because of the house of the | Lord our | God
I will | seek = | thy = | good.
Glory be to the Father, | and to the | Son,
And | to the | Holy | Ghost,
Aa it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall | be,
World without | end. = | A- = | men.
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1. Out of the depths have I cried unto | Thee, O | Lord.||Lord, | hear — | my — |
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Let Thine ears | be at- | tentive || to the | voice of my | suppli- | cations.
If Thou, Lord, shouldest | mark in- | iquities,||0 | Lord, — | who shall | stand?
But there is for- | giveness | with Thee, || that | Thou — | mayest be | feared.
I wait for the Lord, my | soul doth | wait, || and in His | word — | do I | hope.
6. My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch | for the | morning :H
I say more than they | that watch | for the | morning.
7. Let Israel hope in the Lord: for with the Lord | there is | mercy, || and with |
Him is | plenteous re- | demption.
8. And He shall re- | deem — I Israel || from | all — | His in- | iquities.
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, |j world without | end. — [
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3. None of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth
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whether we die, we | die un- | to the | Lord:
4. Whether we live therefore or die, we | are the | Lord's;
For to this end Christ both died and rose, and
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5. And now is Christ risen | from the | dead,
And become the first | fruits of | them that | slept.
6. O death, where | is thy | sting?
O grave, where | is thy | victo- | ry?
7. Thanks be to God, which giveth | us the | victory
Through our Lord | Jesus | Christ! A- | men.
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. = | A- = | men.
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Fighting and fears with- 1 in, with- 1 out,
O | Lamb of | God, | I come.
4 Just as I am, poor, | wretched, | blind,
Sight, riches, healing | of the | mind —
Yea, all I need — in | Thee to | find,
O | Lamb of | God, | I come.
5 Just as I am Thou | wilt re- | ceive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, | cleanse, re- |
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O | Lamb of | God, | I come.
6 Just as I am, Thy I love un- | known
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Thy will be done on | earth • as it | is in | heaven.
Give us this day our | daily | bread, || and forgive us our debts, as | we for- | give
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D0X0L0G1ES.
355
L. M.
1. Praise God, from whom all blessings
flow!
Praise Him, all creatures here below!
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host!
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!
L. M. 61.
2. 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.
As was through ages heretofore,
Is now, and shall be evermore.
C. M.
3. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be ever more,
c. M. D.
4. The God of mercy be adored,
Who calls our souls from death,
Who saves by His redeeming wrord
And new-creating breath;
To praise the Father and the Son
And Spirit all-divine, —
The One in Three, and Three in One —
Let saints and angels join,
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5. To the eternal Three,
In will and essence One;
To Father, Son, and Spirit be
Co-equal honors done.
H. M.
6. To God the Father's throne
Your highest honors raise;
Glory to God the Son ;
To God, the Spirit, praise;
With all our powers, Eternal King,
Thy name we sing, while faith adores.
6s, 4s.
7. To God— the Father, Son,
And Spirit — Three in One,
All praise be given!
Crown Him in every song;
To Him your hearts belong;
Let all His praise prolong —
On earth, in heaven.
7s.
8. Sing we to our God above,
Praise eternal as His love;
Praise Him, all ye heav'nly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
7S. 61.
9. Praise the name of God most high,
Praise Him all below the sky,
Praise Him all ye heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
As through countless ages past,
Evermore His praise shall last.
7s. D.
10. Praise our glorious King and Lord,
Angels waiting on His word,
Saiuts that walk with Him in wThite,
Pilgrims walking in His light:
Glory to the Eternal One,
Glory to His only Son,
Glory to the Spirit be
Now, and through eternity.
8s & 7s.
11. Praise the Father, earth and heaven,
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise,
As it was, and is, be given
Glory through eternal days.
8s, 7s & 4s.
12. Glory be to God the Father,
Glory to the eternal Son:
Sound aloud the Spirit's praises;
Join the elders round the throne;
Hallelujah,
Hail the glorious Three in One.
7s & 6s.
13. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God whom we adore,
Join we with the heavenly host
To praise Thee evermore:
Live, by heaven and earth adored,
Three in One, and One in Three,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
All glory be to Thee.
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14. To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest,
Eternal praise and worship be addrest;
From age to age, ye saints, His name
adore, [no more.
And spread His fame, till time shall be
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ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES,
Page.
Adeste Fideles. P. M 31
Ahira S. M 20
Alett* 7s 148
Alexander L. M 240
Alexander S. M 288
Alexandria C. M 169
All good Gifts 7s. 6s 263
All to Christ P. M 305
Alphege 7s, 6s 18
Alton 8s, 7s, 4s 8
Auiantus S. M 194
America 6s, 4s 258
Ames L. M 215
Amsterdam 7«, 6s. D....206
Anastasius L. M 292
Angelica 8s, 7s, 4s 38
Angelic Song P. M 303
Angels L. M 212
Angelus 8s, 7s. 61 90
Angel Voices P. M 294
Antioch C. M 21
Anvern L. M 193
Apollos S. M. D 239
Appelton L. M 192
4riel C. P. M 189
Arlington C. M 295
Armenia C. M 88
Arthur L. M 69
Arundel O. M 209
Ashwell L. M 229
Aurelia 7s, 6s. D...196
Austria 8s, 7s, D...177
Autumn 8s, 7s, D 90
Avon C. M 72
Azmon C. M 23
Baca L. M 83
Badea S. M 85, 311
Balerma C. M 181
Bankoke S. M 217
Barby C. M ..150
Barkley 8s, 7s; 41......14
Batty 8s, 7s 253
Bavaria 8s, 7s, D...140
Baxter 6s 326
Bedell 7s 264
Bedford C. M 235
Beethoven L. M 214
Belmont. U. M 185
Bemerton C. M 180
Bera L. M 237
Berlin 10s 197
Berwick C. M 185
Bethany 6s, 4s 96
Bethune 7s, 6s 142
Blumenthal 7s., D 152
Boardman C. M 82
Bonar S. M. D 11
Boush 8s, 7s, 61 37
Bowen L. M 287
Boylston S. M...163, 2i3
Braden S. M 48
Bradford C. M 219
Brandenburg 7s, 8s, 7s. ...165
Brattlestreet - C. M. D....168
Bray CM 203
Bread of life 6s, 4s 226
Brest 8s, 7s, 4s 9
Page.
Bridegroom P. M 313
Brightest and Best lis, 10s 36
Brown C. M...173, 281
Brownell L. M., 61.. ..208
Burford C. M 94
Busche L. M 244
Byefield C. M 44
Calvary 8s, 7s, 4s... .106
Cambridge C. M 130
Caritas 8s, 7s, D...157
Carol CM. D 30
Carol, CarolChristians, 304
Caswell 6s, 5s 102
Cberith C. M 251
Chimes CM 74
China C M 251
Chopin C. M 54
Christmas C. IVl 208
Christmas Eve 8s, 7s, D...30H
Clareuden C. M 187
Clarion 7s 28
Clever 8s,6s. 8s, 4s.l34
Come ye disconsolate.lls, 10s 86
Communion , 10s 226
Ccmpline 8s 293
Conqueror 68, 4s 139
Cooke 8s, 7s 14
Coronae.... 8s, 7s, 4 138
Coronation C M 126
Coronet 8s, 7s, D....143
Coventry C M 22
Cowper. C M 94
Craig 6s, 4s 252
Creation L. M. D 44
Cross and Crown C. M 126
Crucifix 7s, 6s, D 231
Crusader's Hymn P. M 296
Cutting 6s, 4s 67
Cyprian L. M 105
Cyprus 7s 213
Dallas 7s 265
Dalliba L. M. 61 13
Darley L. M 68
Darwall H. M 123, 163
Dauchy 7s., D 328
Daughter of Zion lis 193
Dawn S. M 279
Dayman 10s 266
Dayspring 7s 266
Dedham C M 34
Dedication C. M 237
De Fleury 8s., D 332
Denfield C. M 289
Dennis S. M 78
Desire L. M 153
Devizes C M 6, 233
Diademata S. M. D ...260
Dijon 7s ...135
Dix 7s., 61 236
Doddridge S. M 58
Dort 6s, 4s 259
Dover S. M 45, 195
Downs C. M 191
Dresden 8s, 7s, 7s... .115
Duke St L. M 4, 53
Page.
Dulce Carmen Ss. 7s, 61. ...121
Dundee C M 250
Easter Hymn 7e 117
Ebrard P. M 259
Ecclesia 8s, 7s. D...120
Fckhardtsheim C. M 88
Kdeu 7s, 68..109, 330
Edna 8s, 7s 33
Eisenach L. M 99
Elisabethtown C M 74
Ellesdie 8s, 7s, D....224
El Paran L. M 186
Eltham 7s., D 59
Elvey 7s., D 27
Elvey's Rest 8s. 4s 295
Endless Praises 7s 307
Ernan L. M 215
Evan CM 73
Even Me P. M 312
Even Song 8s, 7s 282
Eventide 10s 127
Ewing. 7s, 6s, D 18
Faben 8s, 7s, D...328
Faber 7s., D 149
Fatherland 6s, 4s 12
Father lead me 7s 311
Federal St L. M 229
Felton 7s, 61., -.160
Ferguson S. M 238
Firor 7s., 31 86
Forest L. M 220
Frederick lis 327
Galilee L. M 84
Geer C. M 145
Geneva P. M 230
Geneva CM 184
Gerhardt 7s, 6s. D 19
Germany L. M..237, 269
Gettiseniane 7s., 61 Ill
Gertrude C M. D 10
Gilead L M 261
Gilgal L M 45
Give CM 143
Glad-tone L. M 244
Glad Tidings 10s, Us 32
Golden Hill S. M 179
Gorton S. M 15
Goshen Us 128, 171
Gratitude L. M 270
Greatorex 7s , 61 110
Greenville 8s, 7s, 4s. ...291
Greenwood 3. M 248
GriKg C. M 243
Grihg S. M 272
Grostete L. M 10
Wuide 7s., D 148
Guidance 8s, 7s, E.,.107
Haddam H. M 188
Hall H. M 151
Halle 7s., 61 47
Hallett 7s., 61..... ...136
Hamburg L. M 104
Happv Dav L M 221
Harlem Square S. M 330
Harmony Grove L. M 40
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES.
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Harwell 8s, 7> 7, 138
Harwich H M 177
Haven 5s, fs 97
Haven 7s. ,1 115
Haydn 8. 3[ 57
Hayes 7* 1 13
HeHvt-nlr Father 7s. '- 228
Hebec... C, M 166
:i L. M L!7S
Heidelberg C. M 37
He leadeth me L. 31 205
Helena C. M 180
Helfenstein C. 31 Id
Hendon 7s 116, 161
Henley He, 10s 16
Henry ('. 31 161
Hermann C. 31 202
Hermon C. M 280
e L. M 98
Holler 7s 234
Hollingside 7s. D Tin
Holy Cross C. 31 319
Holy Night Carol 304
Home Us 326
Hopkins 10s 49
Horton 7s 113
Houghton II s. lis 329
Howard C M 241
Hurslev L. M 279
Hyatt L. M 187
lam coming P. M 314
I am Jeena little lamb.!'. M 299
Ilia L.M 75
I need Thee every hour 324
Integer '. Us. ">- 6
Invitation ('. 31. I). ..319
Italian Hymn 6s, 4s... 199
1 think when I read 313
Jaz-r C. M 24
Jerusalem < '. M 191
Jeans lovea me 8s, 7s 296
Jewett Us. D >7
Jndea C. M 210
Judgment Hymn P. 31 12
Keep Thou my Way ..S. If. D.... 207
Kenai! "... 7s 125
Kentucky ^. M 07;;
Kirke L. 31 147
Kozelmh 7s 275
Kucken 7s J(j7
Laban S. 31 204
Lake Enon S. 31 201
'Lanesboro C 31 130
Langran Ids 114
Laat Beam P. M 280
Laud C. M 124
ii. . s. 31. 1) J12
on s. 31 39
11. 31
Life 8a, 7-. 7-
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H. 31 122
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Home 7s, 8a, 7*. ...154
1 • ood Us 129
Louvan L. 31 133
Love C. 31
Divine L. 31 21 1
Loving Kindness I.. 3!
Luther f. 31 71
Luther S. 31 179
Luton I.. M...127
Lntzen <'. 31 ...
Lux Beuigna I0e, :- 204
Lyons 10a, lis 182
Lyte 315
Magdalene c. 31.
Magill 11,....
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Maidstone 7s. I> 13
Maitland •'. 31 101
Manoao C. 31 89
Market St s. 31 245
.Marlow C. 31 154
Martyn 7s. D 81
Maudi P. 31 2i»l
May 6s, is 97
3Iear C. 31 250
Medfield C. M 5]
Medway L. 31 268
Mehnl 7s, ga (to
3feinhold 7s, Ss, 7s. ...252
Melita L. 31. 61... .17.")
Melton 10s 227
MendelsBohn 7s. D 29
Mendons L. M..155, 186
Mercy 7s 112
Meribah C. P. M 25
Merton C. 3r 131
MeBBiah 7s. D 264
Middleton 8a, 7s, D 65
Migdol L. 31 141
31ilrs Lane C. M 257
Miriam 7s, 6s, D 70
Missionary Chant L. M...52, 23S
Missionary Hymn 7s, 6s. D 62
Mission Song 8s, 7s. D 64
Monkland 7s 242
Monson C. M 236
Moore S. M 57
More Love 6s, 4s 160
Mornington S. M...200, 316
Moultrie 8s, 7s. D...156.
3rozart 7s 136
Munich 7s, 6s, D 27
My Redeemer P. M 321
Naille S. M 38
Namur L. 31 103
Naomi (/. 31 181
Nauford P. M 231
Navwin. C M 219
Neale 10, 6 112
Neandar P. 31 267
Near theCross P. M 314
Nestor Chant L. M .125
Nettleton 8s, 7s. D...292
New Haven 6s, 4s..223, 290
New Year's Hymn P. 31 42
Nicea P. M 151
None but Jesus P. M 324
Nottingham C. M 34
Nunda L. M. D 59
Oberlin L. 31 276
Old 124th Us. ma 10
Old Hundred L. 31 4,286
Old, Old Story 7s, 6s. D...308
Olives Brow L. 31 230
Olivet 6s, 4s 183
Olivet L.3I 95
oimutz S. 31 201
Olney S. 31 146
< mido 7s. P 5
Oriel L.M. ...83, 249
Orland L. |M 176
Orringtnn S. 31 L78
( Irtonville C. M 159
I tegood ss, 7s, .|s 92
Osinan B. 31 273
< Utto Bs,7s, D 18
Our Leader 6a, 5s
Our Lord hath arisen 305
( ".r Ruler ss, 7-. 7s. ...210
Ozrem b. M 21
Paraclete 7s, 5s 150
Paradise P. 31 20
Park st L. 31 41
Paschal 7s, D 118
Paoh.
Passion Chorale 7s, 6s, I). ..108
Pass me not 8s, 5s 31T
Patrla H. M 262
Paulina lis 254
Pax Lei 10s 2'U
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Pentonville 8. 31 178
Pent/. 7s. til 152
Peterboro C. 31 203
Philbrook 8s, 7s, D....275
Phillips ('. 3r 109
Phuvafa C. 31 211
Pilesgrovo L. 31 245
Pilot 7s, 61 316
Pleyel's Hymn 7s 80,212
Precious Name 8s, 7s 320
Promise 8s, 7B, D....137
Providence P. M 329
Prudent 8s, 7s 298
Rapture C. P. M 283
Rathbun 8s, 7s 92
Raven S. 31. D 142
Rebough S. 31 118
Redhead, No. 47 7s 109
Refuge :.7s, D 80
Regent Square 8s, 7s... 156
Remsen C. 31 30
Rest L. 31 247
Resurrection 7s, 6s, D....116
Resurrection Joy lis, 12s 125
Rescue the Perishing 323
Retreat L. M 287
Rhine C. M 190
Ripley 8s, 7s, D. .197
Ripple 6s 310
Rockingham(3Iason).L. 31 221
Rockingham (3Iiller)..L. 31 105
Rolland L.M 147
Rosedale L. 31 332
Rosefield 7s, 61 46
Rothwdl L. M 61
Russian Hymn L. M 260
Sabbath 7s, 6s 274
Safe in the Arms of.. 315
Salvatori 7s, 6s 121
Salzburg 8s, 7s, 4s 28
Samson L. 31 240
Santolius. Ss, 7s, D....225
Saxon v 8s, 7s 140
Schaeffer C. 31 289
Schilling Carol 302
Schubert Ss, 7s 258
Schuman S. M 272
Scotland 12s 23
Scudamore 7s 223
Seasons L. M 167
Seelye 7s 212
Seelye 8s, 7s. D...145
Segur ss, 7s, 4s ...206
Seir S. M 263
Selvin S. 31 195
Sessions L. 31 261
Seymour 7s 82
Shawmut S. 31 15
Bhepherd 8s, 7s. 4s ...134 ■
Shining Shore P. 31 320
Sbirland B. 31 93
Sicily ss, 7- 211
Siloam 0. 31 218
Silver St S. 31 288
Skyles 8. 31 20
Smile Praises Carol 306
Solid Rock L. 31. L 8
Bolwaj C. 31 164
Something for Jesus. ..6s, 4s 96
Bong ss, 5s 222
Sonthminster 7s 42
S|.;i 11 i-h Hvinn 7h, D 81
Spohr C. M 209
358
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES.
Page.
8tanton S. M 78
8tateSt S. M 56
Steele 88, 7s, 4s 70
Stella L. M. D 41
Sterling L. M 176
Stillingfleet S. M 231
Stillwater 10s, Us ....135
Stockwell 8s, 7s 283
Stonefield L. M 68
St. Albans 6s, 5s, D 66
St. Albinus 7s, 8s, 4s.. ..124
St. Agnes C. M 29
St. Ann's C. M 172
St. Brides S. M 248
St. Chad 8s, 7s, D ....91
St. Cross L. M 114
St. Cyprian Us 102
St. Drostane L. M 69
St. Finbar 8* 103
St. Gertrude 6s, 5s 298
St. Hilda 7s, 6s D....317
St. Jerome L. M 278
St. John C. M 233
St. John's C. M 242
St. Joseph 88, 7s, 7s 84
St. Leonard C. M. D... 284
St. Lucian 6s, 5s 95
St. Martin 7s, D 149
St. Martin's C. M 55
St. Olaf S. M 146
St. Oswald 8s, 7s 222
St. Peter C. M 159
St. Stephen's C. M 172
St. Theodulph 7s, os 98
St. Thomas S. M 194
St. Vincent L. M 277
8uper 12s, Us 54
Sutherland H. M 242
Swanwich C. M 170
Sweet hour of prayer L. M. D...333
Pagb.
Tallis' Evening HymnL. M 276
Talmar 8s, 7s 106
Tampico C. M 170
Tappan C. M 198
Taylor 8s, lis 25
Tell it out P. M 61
Tell the story 7s, 6s, JQ....309
Tempestas Sedata 8s, 3s 50
Thanksgiving Hymn 10s 256
Thatcher .8. M 174
ThereisaGreenHill...C. M. D ...307
There's a Friend P M 299
The Roseate Hues CM.D ...282
The Story of Love 7s, 6s, D....297
Toplady 7s, 61 ....93
Trinity L. M 153
Truro L. M....43, 123
Trusting 7s 318
Tulford 7e, D 265
Uxbridge L. M.
.167
Valeland C. M 190
Valentia C. M 100
Van Hall's Hymn L. M 22
Varina CM. D ...285
Vesper Hymn 8s, 7s. D... 183
Victory 8s, 4s 119
Vigil 8. M 249
Vigils .....C. M 232
VoxDilecti CM. D... 285
WakenChristianChildren 301
Walsal CM 35
Walter C M 26
Waltham 8s, 7s, 61... 241
Ward L M 17
Ware L.M 84
Paoi.
Wareham L.M 60
Warsaw H. M 262
Wartburg L. M 286
Warwick C M 271
Wasserquelle 8s, 7s, D...144
Watchman 8. M 217
Watchman, Tell us. ..7s, D 13
We will Carol 306
Webb 7s, 6s, C46, 63
Webster L.M 162
Weller 8. M 199
Wellesley 8s, 7s, 33
Wellerd ..L. M 155
Wells L.M 330
Welton L. M....77.132
Wentworth 7s 115
Wesley lis, 10s 36
What a Friend 8s, 7s, D....318
While Shepherds 301
Whitefield 8. M 144
Whiter than Snow 322
Williamson 8. M 132
Willoughby CP.M 70
Wilmot 8s, 7s. ...91, 162
Winchester L. M 17
Windham L.M 228
Wurtemberg 7s 119
Wonderful Words P. M 310
Woodland C. M 333
Woodstock C. M 50
Woodworth L. M 76
Work Song P. M.. 67
Yoakley L. M, 61. ..58
Zephyr L. M 85, 246
Zerah CM 31
Zion 8s, 7s,4s..9, 65
METRICAL INDEX,
L. M.
Page.
Alexander 240
Ames 215
Anastasius
Angela 212
Anvern 193
Applets 192
Arthur 69
Ashwell __
Baca S3
Beethoven 214
Bera
Bowen 287
Busche 244
Cyprian 105
Darlej 68
Desire 153
Duke St 4,53
Eisenach 99
ElParan 186
Ernan„ 215
Federal St 229
220
Galilee 84
Germany 2 '■ -
Gilead 261
Gilgal 45
Gladstone 244
Gratitude 270
Grostete 10
Hamburg 104
Happy Dav 221
Harmony Grove 40
Hebron 27^
Heleadeth me 205
Higbee 9S
Hurslev 279
Hyatt 187
Ilia 75
Kirke 147
Louvan 133
Love Divine 2U
Loving Kindness 266
Luton 127,269
Medway ....268
Mendon 155, lv6
Migdol 141
Missionary Chant... "_. _ -
Namur 103
Nestor Chant
Oberlin 276
Old Hundred ;. 286
Olives Brow
Olivet 95
Oriel
Orland 176
Park St n
Piles grove 245
Beat 217
Retreat
RockiDgham(Mason)...221
Rockingham (Miller)....105
Holland 147
Bosedale
Page, i
Rothwell 61
Russian Hymn 260
a 240
Seasons 167
.>■<... 261
Sterling 176
Stonefield 6S
St. Cross 114
St. Drostane 69
St. Jerome 278
St. Vincent 277
Tallis' Evening Hymn 276
Trinity 153
Truro 43, 123
Uxbridge 167
Van Hall's Hymn 22
Ward 17
Wan- 84
Wareham 60
Wartburg 286
Webster 162
Wellerd 155
Wells 330
Welton 77,132
Winchester 17
Windham 228
Woodworth 76
Zephyr 85,246
L. M., 6 lines.
Brownell 208
Dilliba 13
If elite 175
Toakley 58
L. M. Double.
Creation 44
Nunda 59
Solid Rock 8
Stella 41
Sweet hour of prayer.,.333
C. M.
Alexandria 169
Antioch 21
Arlington 295
Armenia 88
Arundel 209
Avon 72
Azmon 23
Balerma 181
Barby 150
Bedford 235
Belmont 185
Bemerton 180
Berwick 185
Boardman .82
Bradford 219
Bray 203
D 173,281
! 94
i 44
Pass.
Cambridge L30
Cherith 251
Chimes.. 71
China 251
Chopin 51
Christmas 208
Glarenden 187
Coronation 126
Coventry 22
Cowper 94
Cross and Crown 126
Dedham 34
Dedication 237
Denfield 289
Devizes 6, 233
Downs 191
Dundee 250
Eckhardtsheim 88
Elisabethtown 74
Evan.. 73
Geer 145
Geneva 184
Give 143
Grigg 243
Heber 166
Heidelberg 37
Helena 180
Helfenstein 101
Henry 164
Hermann 202
Hermon 280
Holy Cross 319
Howard 241
Jazer 24
Jerusalem 191
Judea 210
Lanesboro 130
Laud 124
Love 158
Lutaen , 243
Maitland 101
Magdalene 216
Manoah 89
Marlow 154
Mear 250
Medfield 51
Blertoo 131
Miles Lane 257
Monson 236
Naomi 181
Nav&rin _ 219
Nottingham 34
Ortonville 159
Peterboro 203
Phillips 169
Phuvah 211
Remsen 30
Shine 190
Schaeffer 289
Siloam .. 218
Solway 164
Spohr 209
St. Agnes 28
St. Ann's 172
Page.
St. John 233
St. John's 242
Sr. Martin's 55
St. Peter 159
St Stephen's 172
Bwanwich 170
Tampico 170
Tappan 198
Valeland 190
Valentia 100
Vigils 232
Walsal 35
Walter 26
Warwick 271
Woodland .333
Woodstock 50
Zerah 31
C. M. Double.
Brattlcstreet 168
Carol 30
Gertrude 10
Invitation .319
St. Leonard 284
There is a Green Hill. ..307
The Roseate Hues 282
Varina 285
VoxDilecti 285
C. P. M.
Ariel 189
Meribah 25
Rapture 283
Willoughby 70
S. M.
Ahira 20
Alexander
Amantus 194
Badea 85, 311
Bankoke 217
Boyiston 163,235
Braden
Dawn 479
Dennis 7^
Doddridge 58
Dover 45,195
Ferguson.. 238
Golden Hill 179
Gorton 15
Greenwood J IS
Gring 272
Harlem Square 330
Haydn ~)t
Kentucky.. _
Laban 204
Lake Enon 201
Leighton .39
Lisbon 66
360
METRICAL INDEX.
Page.
Luther 179
Market St 245
Moore 57
Momington 200, 316
NoilLe 38
Olmutz 291
Olney 146
OrriDgtoa 178
Osman 273
Ozr.-m 21
Peacfl 174
Pentonyille 178
Rebough 118
Schnman.. 272
Seir 263
Selvin 195
Shawraut 15
Shirland 93
Silver St 288
Skyles 20
Stanton 78
State St 56
Stillingfleet 231
St. Brides „ 248
St. Olaf 146
St. Thomas 194
Thatcher. 174
Vigil 249
Watchman 217
Weller .....199
Whitefield 144
Williamson 132
S. M. Double.
Apollos 239
Bonar 11
Diademata 260
Keep Thou my Way ....207
Lebanon 312
Raven 142
H.M.
Darwall 123,163
Haddam 188
Hall 151
Harwich 177
Lenox 35
Lischer, , 122
Patria 262
Sutherland 242
Warsaw 262
5s, 4s.
Haven 97
6s.
Baxter 326
Ripple 310
6s, Double.
Jewett 87
6s, 4s.
America 258
Bethany 96
Bread of life 2-h
Conqueror 139
Craig 252
Cutting 07
Dort 259
Fatherland 12
Italian Hymn 199
Logos 331
Lyte ,; 315
Page.
May 97
More Love 160
New Haven 223, 290
Olivet 183
Something for Jesus 96
6s, 5s.
Caswell 102
Our Leader 297
St. Albans 66
St. Gertrude 298
St. Lucian 95
7s.
Aletta 148
Bedell 264
Clarion 28
Cyprus 213
Dallas 265
Dayspring 266
Dijon 135
"Faster Hymn 117
Endless Praises 307
Father lead me 311
Hayes 113
Hendon 116, 161
Holley 234
Horton 113
Kenan 125
Kozeluch 275
Kucken 107
Mercy 112
Monkland 242
Mozart 136
Pleyel'a Hymn 80, 212
Redhead, No. 47 109
Scudamore 223
Seelye 212
Seymour 82
Southminster 42
St. Martin 149
Trusting 313
Wentworth 115
Wurtemberg , 119
7s, 3 lines.
Firor 86
7s, 4 lines.
Haven 115
7s and 5s.
Heavenly Father 228
7s. 6 lines.
Dix 236
Felton 160
Gethsemane Ill
Greatorex 110
Halle 47
Hallett 136
Pcntz 152
Pilot 316
Rosefield 46
Sabbath 274
Toplady (.)3
7s. Double.
Blunieuthal 152
Dauchy 323
Eltham 59
Page.
Elvey 27
Faber 149
Guide 148
Hollingside 110
Maidstone 43
Martyn 81
Mendelssohn 29
Messiah 264
Onido 5
Paschal 118
Refuge 80
Spanish Hymn 81
Tulford 265
Watchman, Tell us 13
7s. and 6s.
All good Gifts 263
Alphege 18
Amsterdam 206
Aurelia 196
Bethune 142
Crucifix 231
Eden 109,330
Ewing 18
Gerhardt 19
Mehul 99
Miriam 79
Missionary Hymn 62
Munich 2<
Old, Old Story 308
Passion Chorale 108
Resurrection 116
Salvatori 121
St. Hilda 317
St. Theodulph 98
Tell the story 309
The Story of Love 297
Webb 46,63
7s, 8s, 4s.
St. Albinus 124
7s, 8s, 7s.
Brandenburg 165
Long Home 154
Meinhold 252
8s.
Ccmpline 293
DeFleury 332
St. Finbar. 103
8s. 4s.
Elvey's Rest 295
Victory 119
8s, 5s.
Pass me not 317
Song 222
8s, 6s. 8s, 4s.
Clever 134
8s, 7s.
Barkley 14
Batty 253
Cooke 14
Page.
Even Song 282
Jesus loves me 296
Precious Name 320
Prudent 298
Rathbun 92
Saxony 140
Sicily 211
Stockwell 283
St. Oswald 222
Wellesley 33
Wilmot ^ 91, 162
8s, 7s. 6 lines.
Angelus 90
Boush... 37
Dulce Carmen , 121
Regent Square 7, 156
Waltham 241
8s, 7s, Double.
Austria 177
Autumn 90
Bavaria 140
Caritas 157
Christmas Eve 300
Coronet 143
Ecclesia 120
Ellesdie 224
Edna 33
Faben 328
Guidance 107
Harwell 7, 138
Middleton 65
Mission Song 64
Moultrie 156
Nettleton 292
Otto 48
Philbrook 275
Promise 137
Ripley 197
Santolius 225
Schubert 258
Seelve 145
St. Chad..... 91
Talmar 106
Vesper Hymn 183
Wasserquelle 144
What a Friend 318
8s, 7s, 4s
Alton 8
Angelica 38
Brest 9
Calvary 106
Coronae 138
Greenville 291
Osgood 92
Salzburg .(.28
Segur 206
Shepherd 134
Steele 70
Zion 9,65
8s, 7s, 7s.
Dresden 115
Life ....325
Our Ruler ....216
St. Joseph 84
METRICAL INDEX.
361
Pagi.
8s, 3s.
Tempestas Sedata 50
Ss, lis.
Taylor 25
10s.
Berlin 197
Communion 226
Dayman 260
Eventide.. 127
Hopkins 49
Langran 114
Melton 227
Pax Dei 291
Thanksgiving Hymn. .256
10s, 4s.
Lux Benigna... 204
10s, 6s.
Neale 112
Paqf..
10s, lis.
Glad Tidings 32
Houghton 329
Lyons 182
Stillwater 135
lis.
Daughter of Zion 198
Frederick 327
Goshen 128, 171
Home 326
Long wood 129
Magill 11
Paulina 254
St. Cyprian 102
lis, 5s.
Integer 6
New Year's Hymn 42
lis, 10s
Brightest and Best 36
Come ye disconsolate 86
Henley 16
Old 124th 16
Wesley 36
Page*
lis, 12s.
Resurrection Joy 125
12s.
Scotland 23
12s, lis.
Super 54
P.M.
Adeste Fideles 31
All to Christ (05
Angelic Song 303
Angel Voices 294
Bridegroom 313
Carol, CarolChristians,. 304
Crusader's Hymn 296
Ebrard 259
Even Me 312
Geneva 230
Holy Night 304
I am coming 314
I am Jesus little lamb 299
I need Thee every hour.324
1 think when I read 313
Judgment Hymn 12
Paor.
Last Beam 2.S0
Luther 71
Maud. 294
My Redeemer 321
Nauford 231
Neander 267
Near the Cross 314
Nicea 151
None luit Jesus .'524
Our Lord hath arisen....305
Paraclete 150
Paradise 26
Providence. 329
Rescue the Perishing. ..323
Safe in the Arms of 315
Schilling 302
Shining Shore 320
Smile Praises. 306
Tell it out 61
There's a Friend 299
Waken Christian Chil-
dren 301
We will Carol 306
While Shepherds 301
Whiter'than Snow 322
Wonderful Words 310
Work Song 67
INDEX OF SUBJECTS,
THE FIGURF.S REFER TO THE HYMNS.
Adoption 123, 333, 402, 484
Adoratian 52, 59, 60, 415 to 420
Afflictions 173, 387, 529, 731
Almsgiving (See Charity.)
Ascension 299 to 314
Aspiration 118, 310, 478, 488, 494
Aspiration for grace 157, 380
Assurance ..20, 184, 366, 380, 381, 383
Atonement 207, 210, 376, 377, 473
Baptism .493 to 501, 504, 505, 511, 512
Burial .. 571 to 594
Charity 346, 347, 353, 361, 447
Children 685 to 721
Christ abiding in 472, 515, 531
" us 107, 217,
278, 279, 410, 743
11 adoration of.. 60, 209, 308,
310, 312, 351, 453
" first Advent of 44 to 88
" second Advent of 3 to 32
" Advocate 291, 299,308
" All in All 124, 199, 220,
351, 371, 412 to 414, 452, 674
" Ascension of. 299 to 314
" Blood of 159, 229, 245, 473
" Childhood of. 125, 691
" Circumcision of. 94, 95
" Compassion of. 48,174,
187, 400, 647
«' the Cornerstone., ....550 to 552
" Crucifixion of 231,234,
236, 238, 241, 253
" Divinity of .52, 74, 88, 116,
212, 218, 475
«« Humanity of..95, 116, 178,
187, 400, 418
" the Judge 15, 31, 32, 53,
181, 415
" King 108, 109, 119,
132, 271, 280, 286,
300 to 302, 306, 311,415
" Lamb of God 161, 168,
176, 227, 242, 676
" Life 106, 257, 366, 452, 687
" the Light. 24, 40, 101, 113,
486, 684, 686, 687
M Love of.. 102, 183, 215, 216,
251, 355, 356, 365
'• Love to...l82, 201, 210, 246,
350, 352, 354, 565, 708
" Manifestation of .98 to 113,
122, 129
" the Pattern..^70, 400, 401,
418, 419
« Presence of....294, 316, 365,
534,690
" the Priest 207, 421
•• " Prince of Peace.51, 61,
165, 314, 483
** " Prophet 270
M " Redeemer... .244, 281,
291, 309, 718
Christ our Refuge ....49, 115, 124,
173, 177, 196, 202,
205,208,283,284
" Resurrection of.257 to 275,
705 to 707
" Rest in Grave 248, 249,
252 to 254, 256
" Sacrifice of 38, 41, 189,
209, 223, 231, 235, 236
" the Shepherd 270, 283,
290, 292, 293, 295, 467
" Sufferings of..l54, 224, 225,
231, 234 to 236, 240, 247, 521
" Temptation of 178, 388, 418
" Triumphal Entry of 219 to 222
" Union with .396, 397, 427,
429, 452
ChristianEncouragementl62,371,
375, 470, 473 to 475
" Fellowship.. ..276, 357,
360, 370
" Privileges 123, 183,
288, 289, 491, 493
" Security of the....287 to
289, 461,484
Christmas. ..., 61 to 88, 697 to 704
Church The 431 to 446
' ' Glory of the . 432, 433, 437,
441, 442
" Triumph of... 141, 142, 434,
435, 454
Closing HymDS.656, 679, 680, 688, 704
Communion, The Holy...412, 517, 546
" Preparation for. ..522
to 525, 528
" of Saints .360, 426 to
429, 656
" with God ..499, 502,
503, 506 to 509, 514 to 516
Confession of sin... 175, 403, 428,
460, 524, 533
Confirmation 499, 502, 503, 506
to 599, 514 to 516
Conformity to Christ 459, 460,
477, 478
Consecration of Church 563 to 570
Personal. ..232, 410,
411, 514, 542, 626
Conversion 457, 717,718, 728,753
Cornerstone laying 558 to 563
Covenant, ^he 204, 493, 496
Cross the, of Christ.205, 207, 226,
236, 237, 712, 721, 730
Decision
Delay
..499, 503, 506
.740, 741, 743
Easter Hymns...257 to 275, 705 to 707
Eternity 27, 28, 30, 715
Evening... .636, 640 to 644, 646 to
652, 659, 660
Faith.....ll0, 363, 364, 367 to 371,
407, 429, 738
Forgiveness. ...169, 172, 395,466,631
God Attributes of .339, 342, 405
" Confidence in 372 to 387
" Creator .389, 670
" Fortress 153,379
" Love of 348, 349, 359, 425
" Merciful ... 359. 409 to 411
" our refuge, 379, 382, 392,
431 to 433
Gospel the 710, 711, 713
Grace 162, 203, 377, 378, 393,
398, 399, 408, 716
Gratitude....422 to 425, 489, 620 to 625
Harvest 597, 598, 600, 602, 611,
613,614, 616 to 619
" Spiritual 120,557
Heaven, 35 to 39, 55, 651. 661,
714, 715, 760
" Blessedness of 468, 479,
480, 714, 715
'« Home in 27,482,593,
714, 760
" Longing for ...35 to 39, 479,
480, 494
" Worship of...481, 485, 487,
537, 685, 754
Holiness 80, 123,325,326
Holy Spirit 317 to 333
" " the Comforter 296,
318, 327, 333, 390
" " Descent of... .317, 320,
325 327
" Guide 318, 328, 390',
464 to 467, 469
«' " Promised 296, 298, dl3
" " Rene wing... 317 to 325,
331, 389, 390, 474
" Sanctifying. ..326, 330,
332, 389, 391
Hope .41, 155, 366, 407, 439, 488
Humanity.,166, 170, 171, 174, 403, 540
Installation 548, 557, 754
Invitation 541, 731, 733, 758
Jerusalem the new ..35 to 38, 50,
274, 430
Justification. See Faith
Lent 153 to 219
Litany Hymns 179, 191, 206,
245, 329, 390, 650
Lords Day 633,637, 645, 67-1, 673
" Supper. (SeeHolyCommunion.)
Love 347 to 350, 353, 357, 360
Man, fallen. ...49, 58, 211, 156, 163
to 167, 189
Marriage 750,751
Mercy Seat 190, 197, 627,661,
672, 729, 732
Ministry, The 433, 445, 447,
548 to 557
INDEX OF SUBJECTS.
36a
Missions.. 117 to 142
Morning .(ft) to 635, 639, 6c
New Tear -
Obedience 378,424,
Opening Hymna
Ordination... .150, 433, 548 to 556, 754
Pawion Hymna 219 to 256
Penitence... lt,n, 162,173, 174. i7 I,
198, 522 to 525
Pilgrimage 200, 491, 734, 744
Prayer 446, 451, 654, 716, 729,
732, 759
Providence. ..47, 51, 409, 411, 635, 748
Regeneration. (See Holy Spirit
renewing.)
Repentence 169, 171, 180, 194, 530
Resignation 382 to 387, 744. 745
Re*t 28, 29, 21S, 239 440, 444,
731, 76C
Ressurrection...l4, Its 17. 21, 26,
31, 53, 261, -
Saints/Blessrdnrsa of.. . 426, 427,
187, 746, 754, 755,760
" Communion of 436, 4 38,
440, 476, 478, 742
Salvation 49,117,238,4
Sea at 725, 726
Self denial... 419, 470 to 475, 514, 741
Soldiers christian.. ..136, 429, 462,
463,
Star of Bethlehem 72, 87, I'll, 128
Submission 121, 192, 193, 250,
385, 386, 716
Temperance 419, 717, 723, 730,
736, 737, 748, 758
Tempest stilled 103, 105, 114
Thanksgiving 595 to 619, 624, 629
Harvest. ...597, 598,
600, 602, 611,
613, 614, 616 to 619
" National... .599, 605
to 610, 615
Trials 381 to 333, 431, 46-5
Trinity, adoration of .334 to 345
Trust in Christ. ...16*3 to 171, 454,
464, i
" God 458, At
490, 491, 530, 646, 649
Union Christian 360. 396, 483,
543, 662
Victory M 263, 306
Warfare 456, 462, I 476,693
Warning. (See Invitation.)
Watchfulness 450, 456, 562 to 564
Word of God 120, 158, 391, 688
Work Christian 121, 137, 1 8,
144,.
Worship 237, 70,672
" joy in. ..357, 360, 362, 437, 438
Tear, new £9, 92 to 97
" close of. 90, 91, 379. 583
', of jubilee .57, 63
Zion Triumphant.. 141, 142
INDEX OF AUTHORS,
[The date here given is th it of the Author's birth. In a few
date of the composition is given. Translations are marked, tr.]
instances, indicated by a *, the probable
Adams, Sarah F. Mrs. (1805), 214.
Addison, J. (1672), 409.
Alderson, Eliza S. (1868*), 346.
Alexander, C. F. (1823;, 30, 159, 252, 315, 655.
Alford, Henry. (1810 ), 94, 129, 397, 480, 613.
Alfred, King. (849), 638.
Allen, Oswald, (1816?), 323.
Allen, C.N. (1849*), 226.
Allen, James. (1730, 237, 754.
Ambrose. (340), 309, 341, 639.
Anderson, M. F. Mrs. (1819), 133.
Ansteck, Joseph. (1808), 44U.
Auber, Harriet. (1773), 127, 296.
Baker, Francis. (1616), 430.
Baker, Henry W. (1821), 454, 633, 714,751.
Bakewell, Thos. (1721), 308.
Baring Gould, S. (183*4), 693.
Barbauld, A. L. Mrs. (1743), 571, 617.
Bathurst, Wm. H. (1796), 341, 368.
Baxter, Richard. (1615), 378.
Baxter, Lydia, (1809), 733.
Beadon, H. W. ( ), 43, 103, 122.
Beddome, Benj. (1717), 112, 146, 172, 174, 231, 289, 322,
503 550.
Bernard of Clairvaux. (1091), ITS, 420.
Bernard of Clugny. (1122), tr. by Jno. M. Neale, 35,
36,37,38.
Bethune, Geo. W. (1805), 312, 577.
Bickersteth, Ed. H. (1825), 428, 546.
Bliss, P. P. (1838), 713.
Bode, John E. (1816), 457.
Boden, James. (1757), 67b.
Bonar, H. (1808), 19,42,50,176,193,249,345,377,518,
593, 717, 731.
Bonar, — Mrs. (1811), 20.
Borthwick, Janf. (1813), 753. tr.
Bowring, John. (1792), 24. 207, 359, 745.
Bridges, M. (1800), W5, 390, 604.
Browne, S. (1680), 326.
Brown, P. H. Mrs. (1783), 654.
Brown, Wm. (1822*), 671.
Bruce, Michael (1746), 584.
Bryant, W. C. (1794), 147, 564.
Bunting, Wm. F. ( ), 153, tr.
Burpsall, R. (1735), 49.
Campbell, Thomas. (1777), 84.
Campbell, R. (1850), 261, tr.
Campbell, F. M. Miss. ( ),611.
Carlyle, Jos. D. (1759), 533.
Cary, Phoebe. (1820), 649.
Caswell, E. (1814), 170, 209 tr., 229 tr., 352, 389 tr.,
420 tr., 494 tr , 625 tr.
Cawood, John. (1775), 69, 158.
Cennick, John. (171S), 482.
Chambers, J. D. ( ), 643.
Chamberlain, T. ( )433.
Chandler, John. (1806), 11, (46, 181, 309, 357, 562) tr.
Charles, Elizabeth. (1828), 347 ,706.
Clarke, Thos. (1801), 48.
Clement or Alexandkia. (200), 512.
Claudius, Matthias, (1740), 611.
Codner, E. (1861*), 718.
Collins, Henry. (1852), 230.
Collyer, W. B. (1782), 21, 131 758.
Conder, Josiah. (1789), 467, 547.
Cook, Martha W.(1864*), 749,
Copeland, W. S. ( ), 639.
Cotterill, Thos. (1779), 4, 348, 477.
Cowper, Wm. (1731), 47, 114, 157, 210, 541, 627, 757.
Cox, Frances E. (18411, (273, 324) tr.
Coxe, A. C M81S), 39, 182 tr., 2H.
Crosby, Fanny J. (Mrs. Van Alstyne.) (1823), 469, 721,
723,-28,737.
Cummings, James J. (1849*), 206.
Davies,Samufl. (1724), 508.
Dayman E. A. (1807), 618.
Deck, J. G. (1802), 242, 677.
Denham, David. (1791), 742.
Denny, Edward. (1796), 187, 399, 445.
Dexter, H. M. (1321), 512 tr.
Dix, W. C (1837), 100, 234, 266.
Poane, Geo. W. (1799), 16, 1 1 6, 148, 640.
Doddridge, P.hiltp. (1702). 51, 64, 78, 92, 93, 268 tr., 269,
288, 349, 350, 396, 398, 402, 434, 445, 470 , 493,
500,509,526,554,645.
Draper, B. H. (1803*) 553.
Drummond, (1585), 18. ■
Duffield, Geo. (1818), 136, 246.
Duncan, Mary L. (1830*), 694.
Dwight, Timothy. (1752), 436, 603.
Eastburn, J. W. (1797), 310.
Eddis, E W.(1S63*), 253.
Edmeston, Jas (1791), 388,466. 659.
Ellerton, John (1826), 679.
Elliott. Charlotte. (1789), 166, 291, 383.
Elven, C. (1852*), 171.
Emerson, Geo. D. ( ),595.
Enfield, W. (1741), 400.
Evans, Jonathan. (1749), 238.
Everest, Chas. W. (1814), 741.
Faber, F. W. (1814), 56, 245, 254, 329, 410, 6S4. 701, 747-
Fawcett, John. (1739), 360.
Fellows, J. (1780*), 497.
Ford, C L. (1867), 519.
Gellert, C. F. (1715), 273, 3%.
Gerhardt, Paul. (1607), 183, 241, 384
Gilmork, J. H. (1861*), 465.
Goode, Wm. (1762), 25, 678.
Grant, Rob. (1785), 179, 387, 40fi.
Gregory the Great. (550), 170.
Grigg, Joseph. (1720), 165, 188.
Gurney, J, H. (1802), 401.
Hall, E. M. Mrs. (1818), 588.
Hamerton, S G. ( ), 699. ,
Hammond, Wm. (1719), 394, 540.
Hanaford, Phoebe A. Mrs. (1829), 138.
Hankey, Kate. ( ), 710, 71 1.
Harbaugh, Henry. (1817), 205, 257, 292, 452, 615.
Hart, Joseph, (1712), 32, 683.
Hartsough, L. ( ), 722.
Hastings, Thos. (1784)) 75, 150, 216, 589.
Havergal, Wm (1793), 9, 220.
INDEX OF AUTHORS.
365
IlAvvnr.AL, FbaNCBS R. (1836), 132.
Hawbis, Thob.(1733 • 1-11-
Hawker, Kobt. (1753', 6m>.
Haydn, Michael. ( ). 702.
Havn, I!. L. Miss. (1724), 696.
Heath, Geo. (1781*), 463
Hues, Kr.r.iN '■], 51,76,86,334,498.
Hboinbotham, O. (1744', 199, 373.
Hbbbbrt, Geo. I [593), 121.
BlGBKB, K. E ~TB.
Hill, [low land 1745), 490.
Hop*, H.J. M.(1809 • 724.
Hoppsb, E (1818), 725.
How. W», W. (1823), 234. 361, 727.
Humphreys, Jos. (1720)' 4^4.
huntington, countess. (1707), 53.
Hyde, A. B. Mrs. (1799), 504.
Jbnks, Ptbphkn. QK00*),
Johns, John. (1801), 3y.
: 1 Li-
Khile, John. (1792), SO, 59S, 648, 750.
Kf.iih, Geo. (1787*), 374.
Kelly. Thus. i:,,.i, •_ j. 286, 293,300,303,304, 509.
Ken. Thos. (1637), 622, 641.
Kbthb, Wm. (1562*), 606 (?).
Key. P. 3, 610.
Kino, J. (1788), 221.
Kingsbury, Wm. (1744), 306.
Kholub, F. M. (1815), 580.
Lange.J. P. (1802), 257.
Lathblry, M. A. (1880*), 517.
Laurenti, Laurbns. (1660), 58.
Latatbr, J. K (1741), 324.
Lbland.J. L754),636.
Llotd, Wm. P. (1791), 386.
Lowrt, Robt. (1826), 738.
Like, J. Mrs. (1813), 719.
Lyte, H. F. (1793), 99, 279, 384, 489,514, 669
Macduff, J. R. (1818), 356.
Mackay, Margaret. (1832*), 574.
Madan, Martin. (1726), 355.
Madam. Judith. (1763*), 600.
Mant, R. i 1776), 10, 481, 657.
March. Henry. (1790), 137.
Marriott, John. (1780), 449.
Mason, J. (1683*), 654.
Mathews. R. S. (1859*), 506.
Maude, Mary F. (1890), 542.
Medley. Saml. (1738), 417, 42-3, 620.
Meigs m. N. Mrs. ( ), 7qo.
Millard. J E. (1821), 6 tb.
Miller, Emily H. ( ), 692.
Milman, Henry H.(1791), 222.
Monsshl, J. S. B. (1811), 12, 13, 175,278.
Montgomery. Jab. (1771), 27, 28, 57, 59, 79, 98, 250, 283,
s 549, 555, 559, 578, 602, 632, 670,
. 746.
Moore, Thos. (17791, 190.
Mokfi.l ( ), 548.
Morrison, J. ,174..
Moultrie, John. 1799), 256.
Muhlenberg W. A. (1796), 67, 510, 744.
Nbale.JohhM. 1818), 7i', 74, 77 tr., 219 TB., 223, 267, 365,
558, 560 tr., 565, 592, 697.
Nbbdham, J. ■ 1710 . »i74.
Nelson, Karl.
Nel» n. David. (1793 , 734.
Nbyth, E. II 1814
Newman, John H. fl801 I, 464.
Nwwtoh, John. 0725>, 15, 224, 370, 443, 637, 656,673,
3, 7.56.
Onderdonk, H. U. (1789), 495.
OS1.BR, hDWARD. U, 424,513,
Palgravk, Francis T. (1824), 642.
Palmer. Hay. (1808), 91, 281, 407, 442 TB., 516,530.
Psbronst, Edward. (1780*), 277.
I'm us, S. D. (1816), 215.
Phillimore, G. (1863*), 104, 616.
Pibrpont, J. il7s.">), 569.
Porter, Thos. C. ( 1859*), 341 TB., 619 tb.
Pott, Pbancis. (1835), 263, 685.
Potter, T.J. (1827), 141.
38, E. P. Mrs. (1818),. "..54.
Pboctob, Adelaide. (1825), 660.
Raffles, Thos. (1788), 403, 487.
Rawson, G. (1807), 333, 531.
Reed, Andrew. (178, ), 332.
Robinson, C S. (1829), 217.
Robinson, Robt. (1735), 681.
Ryland, J. (1753), 81.
Savonarola. (1452^, 202. „ nn ttmt
Schefflkb, Johann. ("Angelus Silesics.) (1624), 201.
Schmolkk, B. (1672), 192.
Scott, Thos. (1775*), 258.
Seagrave, Robt. (1693), 468.
Sears, E. H. (1810>, 62,63
Shri'bsolf,, Wm. (1759), 145, 149.
Sigourney, Lydia H, (1791 i, 318.
Smith, Saml. F. (1808), 135, 501, 599.
Smtttan Geo. H.(1820?), 178.
Stanley, A. P. (1815), 126.' „ ini
Steelf, Anne. (1716), 52, 156, 160, 196, 197, 291, 310,404,
412, 413, 471, 527, 644, 651, 666.
Strgman ( ), 107.
Stennett, Saml. (1727), 198, 351, 422, 479, 535, 672, 682.
Stewart. J04N. (1§03*), 528.
Stocker, John. (1776*), 330.
Stone, S.J. (1839), 441.
Stowe, Harriet B., (1814), 515.
Sin well, Hugh. (1799), 667.
Strong, Nathan. (1748), 614.
Swain, Joseph. (1761), 662.
Tappan, Wm. B. (1734), 235, 760.
Tate, Nahum. (1652), 382, 698.
Tatk and Brady. (1696*), 5, 97.
Terstxegen, Gerhard. (1697), 185,753.
Turin.;, Godfrey. (1823)* 105.
Thrupp, Dorothy A. (1779), 295.
Tore, Emma. (1812), 83, 313.
Tonali,Charlotte E. (1790), 726.
Toplady, Aug. (1740), 41, 208, 240.
Tregelles, S. P. (1813), 60.
Turner, D. (1710), 314, 363.
Twf-lls, H. T. (1823), 647.
Van Alstyne, F. C. — See Cbosbt.
Walford, W. W. (1846*), 759.
Walker, Anna L. (1868*), 144.
Wabdlaw, Ralph. (1779), 142, 653.
Ware, Henry Jr. (1794), 275.
Watts, Isaac. (1674), 32, 44, 48,71, 109, 110, 111, 117,
154, 155, 161, L62, 166, 169,17:;,
270, 285, 2S7, 290, 331, 335, 362, 364, 375,
379, 380, 381, 392, 395, 418, 419,421, 437,
r, ;. 1>, [61, 474, 475, 476, 492, 499, 521,
537, 538, 543, 552, 556, 561, 566, 572, 573,
579, 583, 596, 605, 612, 621, 62-3, 626, 630,
631, 646, 661 , 663, 664, 668, 688, 752.
Weisse, Michael. (1531*), 264.
Weisel, Geo. (1855*), 344.
Wesley, C. (1708), 7, 14, 24, 61, 70, 73, 83, 89, 101,
116, US, 124- 177, 180, 186, 225, 259, 271,
311, 336, 405, 12.-, 429, 448, 456, 462, 472,
478, 483, 544 (?), 557.
Wesley, .J.(170.ii, 215,327, 635.
White. H. K. (1785), 87.
Whiting, W. (1825), 691.
123,
236,
376,
438,
522,
.576,
631,
102,
299,
473,
^
366
INDEX OF AUTHOKS.
Whttehead, T. (1815), 248.
Williams, W (1717), 140, 200.
Williams, Helen M. (1762), 372.
Williams, Isaac. (1802), 191, 570.
Willis, Nw P. (1807), 568.
Winkworth, Catharine. (1829), 40, (107, 113, 264, 344,
353, 601, 658) tb.
Wolcott, S. (1813), 143.
Woodford, J. R. (1820), 119 trm 120, 125.
Wood hull, A. A. (1810), 608.
Wordsworth, C. (1807), 239, 265, 276, 301, 317, 337, 367,
426, 447,460,486,491,507,597.
Wreford, J. R. (1800), 369.
Xavier, Francis. (1506), 182, 352.
Young, W. ( ), 115.
Zinzkndorf, Count.' (1700), 184, 213.
HYMNS SUITABLE FOR THE DAYS OF THE CHURCH YEAR.
1st Sunday in Advent: 12, 13, 22. 23, 44, 45, 54, 71,
78,51,58,74
l!ii.l Sunday in Advent: 1 !. 16, 21, 24, 395, 663, 17,
3d Sund.v in advent: ;-;>i 4 1, 46, 47, 51, 22, 4S. 50, 98, 108
ithSnndy in Advent: 26,33,34,74,18,117,118, •
101, KI2
Christmas: 57—88, 697—702
1-r Sunday after Christmas: 70, 83, 12.;, 161,365, W7, 674
2nd Sunday after Christmas: 64, 79—83, 188, 362, 514
( Circumcision of Christ: 94, 95, 77, 118, (174, 677
1 New Y, ma Da) : S9-92, 96, 97, 379, 382, 440
Epiphany 72. 76, -7. 98, 100, 101, 109, 128, 113, 140
lstSunday after Epiphany: 100,111, 116, 125, 633,
691, 418,421424,512
2nd Sunday after Epiphany: 107, 103, 122, 129, 365,
382,750,751,119
3d Sunday after Epiphany: 104, 117, 118, 124, 177,
. 190, 196, 351, 668, 674
4th Bunday after Epiphany: 103, 105, 110, 115, 596,
45:;, 634,177, 195, 368
oth Sunday after Epidhany: 92, 99, 112, 120, 121, 158,
612,672,24,113
6th Sunday after Epiphany: 102, 121, 123, 120, 130,
267, 415, 655, 753
Septuage.*ima: 42, 154, 156, 164, 470, 198, 753, 158, 326, 753
Sexagesima: 158, 18S, 200, 209, 232, 471, 398, 456, 688
<}uinquagesima: 119, 183, 202, 204, 213, 215, 216, 349,
360, 176
Ash Wednesday: 170, 175, 179, 181, 156, 167, 176, 208, 99
1st Sunday in Lent: 169, 172, 178, 194, 214, 153, 418, 3S7
- inday in Lent: 10:;, i>o, 195, 197, 20S, 211, 381,
739, 189, 227
3d Sunday in Lent: 153, 166,196, 205, 206, 790, 167,
210,118,342
4th Sunday in Lent: 155, 182, 190, 201, 210, 364, 597,
420,
5th Sunday in Lent: 161, 177, 189, 490, 176, 184, 207,
473, 735
Palm Sunday: 9, 168, 184, 219—22-3, 537, 77, 271
Passion Week: 225—256, 154, 159, 521, 574, 731, 3
179, 102
Easter Eve: 218, 248, 249, 256, 378, 574
Easter Sunday: 3, 2-57—275, 2-34, .366, 705, 706, 789
Easter Monday: 276 281
1st Sunday after Easter: 272, 285, 284, 286, 277, 537,
.„ M „ 273,108.453,482
2nd Sunday after Easter: 270, 290—295, 467, 694, 696,
4">4 717
.3d Sunday after Easter 27, 271.2*7, 294,316, 600, 106,
4th Sunday after Easter: 296, 714, 28, 299, 356,41, 102,
157, 319, 404
oth Sunday after Easter: 286—289, 307, 598, 600, I
Ascension Day: 299—305, 258, 312, 286, 554
Sunday after Ascension: 300, 309—315, 298, 123, 566
Whitsunday: 317—333
Whitmonday: : 318,325—329
Trinity Sunday: 334—345
1st Sunday after Trinity: 347—349, 359, 373, 455, 456,
463, 200, 662
2nd Sunday after Trinity: 360, 410, 538, 363, 364, 368,
369, 396, 547, 740
3d Sunday after Trinity: 250, 367, 390, 397, 424, 407,
■ 398,408, 717
4th Sunday after Trinity: 399, 407, 427, 415, 454, 494,
514,55,173,359,393
5th Sunday after Trinity: 384, 396, 401, 433, 430, 483,
441 , 435, 550, 449, 386
6th Sunday after Trinity; 452, 492, 456, 542, 250, 80,
419, 157
7th Sunday after Trinity: 220, 404, 442, 4.53,459, 372,
379, 499, 617, 740
8th Sunday after Trinity: 375, 402, 427 484, 634, 157,
326, 478
9th Sunday after Trinity: 389, 440, 464, 472, 480, 491,
21,450,463
10th Sunday after Trinity: 174, 323, 344, 506, 209,
292,40,74,113,400
11th Sunday after Trinity: 377, 403, 408, 478,670,
675, 183, 732, 167
12th Sunday after Trinity: 417, 418, 423, 476, 224, 377,
408,118,731
13th Sunday atfer Trinity: 376, 400, 447, 458, 556, 493,
497, 166, W, 2*8,361
14th Sunday after Trinity : 319, 322, 432, 321, 075,277,
118,365,208,184
15th Sunday after Trinity: 386,411,443, 055. 474, 290,
382, 378, 4i i! ',446
16th Sunday after Trinity: 394, 413, 414, 426, 387, 41,
194, 196
17th Sunday after Trinity: 336, 365, 477, 199, 376, 80,
4ni),401,419
18th Sunday after Trinity: 230, 406, 412, 415, 421 , 428,
499, 108, 074, 675
19th Sunday after Trinity: 159, 351, 42S, 475, 4*9, 688,
107,169,408
20th Sunday after Trinity: 185, 457, 482, 486, 518,476,
166,790,453
21st Sunday after Trinity: 35, 379, 382, 406, 461,462,
285,393,450,463
22nd Sunday after Trinity: 346, 358, 380, 120, 460, 714,
760,418,309,631
23d Sunday after Trinity: 37, 50, 439, 481,
715, 121,214,419
4th Sunday before Advent: 30, 41, 48, 56, 395, 64, 273,
), 789
3d Sunday before Advent: 31, 1_ l. 17, 185,
. 19,384
2nd Sunday before Advent: 15, 43, 191, 14, 303,21,
55, 746
The 8unday before Advent: 36, 38, 57, 58, 27, 310, 35,
87, 4.56, 407
INDEX OF. CHANTS,
Pagb. Page.
Abide in me 224 Jesus lives, no longer now 352
Advent Canticle 336
Ascension Canticle 338
Benedic, Anima Mea „ 346
Benedictus 340
Beyond the Smiling ......254
Blessed are the dead 253
Bonum est Confiteri ,...346
Cantate Domino 345
Christmas Canticle 336
Deus Misereatur 343
De Profundis 348
Domine, Refugium 344
Dominus Regit me 342
Easter Canticle 338
Gathering Home 255
Gloria in Excelsis ,....,, „ 1, 349
Gloria Patri 349, 352, 354
Gloria Tibi 351.
Good Friday Canticle 337
He was wounded 341
Jubilate Deo 346
Just as T am, without &c... 350
Kyrie 350
Laetatus Sum 347
Levavi oculos 347
Magnificat 340
Miserere Mei Deus 342
Nunc Dimittis.. 341
Quam Dilecta 343
Responses 351, 353
Sanctus 353
Seraphic Hymn 335
Te Deum Laudamus 2
Ter-Sanctus 334
The strain upraise 3
Thy will be done 327
Tris-Agion 335
Xenite, exultemus Domino 344
I am the Resurrection 348, 351 ' Whit Sunday Canticle
.339
INDEX OF FIRST LINES,
Hymn.
Abide among us with Thy grace 107
Abide in me, 0 Lord and I in Thee 515
Abide with me fast falls the eventide 279
Abide with U3 the shades of eve 278
According to Thy gracious word 539
A charge to keep I have 456
Adore the Father and the Son 343
A few more years shall roll 19
Again our earthly cares we leave 673
Alas and did my Saviour bleed 154
Alas what hourly dangers rise 471
Alleluia, best and sweetest 11
Alleluia sing to Jesus 266
Alleluia song of sweetness 267
All glory laud and honor, 219
All haif adored Trinity: 338
All hail the power of Jesus' name 277
All is o'er — the pain the sorrow 256
All people that on earth do dwell 606
All praise to Thee 0 Lord 122
All that I was my sin my guilt 374
Almighty God Thy word is cast 158
Always with us Always with us 316
Am I a soldier of the cross 475
And wilt Thou, 0, eternal God 567
Angels from the realms of glory 79
Angels roll the rock away 258
Angels voices ever singing 685
A parting hymn we sing 532
Approach my soul the mercy seat 732
Arise, 0 King of Grace, arise 566
Arm of the Lord awake, awake 145
Art thou weary art thou languid 529
Ascend Thy throne Almighty King i 146
As Jesus died and rose again 584
Asleep in Jesus blessed sleep 574
As oft with worn and weary feet 388
As pants the wearied hart tor cooling springs..444
ibled at Thy great command 131
As the sun doth daily rise 638
A strong tower is the Lord our God 153
As with gladness men of old 100
At even ere the sun was set 647
At the Lamb's high feast we sing 261
A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill 1 8
Awake and sing the song 394
Awake, awake the sacred song 51
Awake my soul and with the sun 622
Awake my soul stretch every nerve 470
Awake my soul to grateful lays 620
Beautiful Sariour, King of Creation 689
Before Jehovah's awful throne 663
24
Htmn.
Before the Lord we bow 610
Behold a Stranger at the door 165
Behold the sin atoning Lamb 168
Behold the sure foundation stone 561
Behold what wondrous grace 123
Behold where in a mortal form 400
Be Thou, O God, exalted high 5
Beyond the glittering starry skies 314
Beyond the smiling and the weeping 593
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord 591
Blessed are the sons of God 483
Blessed Saviour, Thee I love 246
Bless 0 my soul the living God 623
Blest are the pure in heart 80
Blest be the tie that binds 360
Blest Comforter divine 318
Blest Jesus when my soaring thoughts 199
Blow ye the trumpet blow 73
Body of Jesus, oh sweet food 522
Bread of heaven on Thee we feed 547
Break thou the bread of life 517
Brief life is here our portion 35
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 76
Brightly gleams our banner 141
Brightness of the Fathers glory 639
By Christ redeemed in Christ restored 531
By cool Siloanvs shady rill 498
By faith in Christ 1 walk with God. 370
By the blood that flowed from Thee 245
By the first bright Easter day 329
Call Jehovah thy salvation 392
Calm on the listning ear of night 62
Captain of Israel's Host and guide 472
Carol, carol Christians 703
Cast thy bread upon the waters 138
Children of the heavenly King 482
Christ above all glory seated 302
Christ for the world we sing 143
Christ is made the sure foundation 560
Christ is our corner stone 562
Christ the Lord is risen again 264
Christ the Lord is risen to-day 259
Christ whose glory fills the skies 101
Come all ye saints of God. 676
Come at the morning hour 632
Come ever blessed Spirit come 507
Come every pious heart 422
Come gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 326
Come gracious Lord descend and dwell 752
Come happy souls approach your God 162
Come Holy Spirit calm my mind 528
Come Holy Spirit come, Let 321
Come Holy Spirit come, With 322
370
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
Hymn.
Come, Holy Spirit heavenly Dove 331
Come, Jesus Redeemer, abide Thou with me. 281
Come kingdom of our God 39
Come let us anew our journey pursue 89
Come let us join our cheerful sougs 537
Come let us sing of Jesus 312
Come, 0 Creator Spirit blest 389
Come sound His praise abroad 670
Come thou Almighty King 448
Come Thou Fount of every blessing 681
Come to Calvary's holy mountain 740
Come unto me when shadows darkly gather. 29
Come, we that love the Lord 438
Come ye disconsolate where'er ye languish. ..190
Come ye thankful people come 613
Commit thou all thy griefs 385
Crowu Him with many crowns 604
Crown His head with endless blessing 25
Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness....435
Day of judgment, day of wonders 15
Dearest of all the names above 377
Dear Father to Thy mercy seat 197
Dear Lord I give my heart to Thee 506
Dear Refuge of my weary soul 196
Dear Saviour bless us ere we go 684
Dear Saviour if these lambs should stray 504
Dear Saviour we are Thine 396
Dear Saviour when my thoughts recall 160
Depths of mercy can there be 180
Did Christ o'er sinners weep 174
Dismiss us with Thy blessing Lord 683
Do not I love Thee O my Lord 350
Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord 520
Endless praises to our Lord 709
Eternal Beam of Light divine 186
Eternal King enthroned above 525
Eternal Source of every joy 93
Everlasting arms of love 356
Everything we love and cherish 590
Exalted high at God's right-hand 485
Fade, fade each earthly joy 20
Fading still fading the last beam is shining ..650
Fair vision how thy distant gleam 50
Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 363
Faith is the brightest evidence 364
Far as Thy name is known 437
Far beyond all comprehension 204
Far from these narrow scenes of night 651
Father blessing every seed time 600
Father lead me day by day 716
Father of all whose love profound 339
Father of eternal grace : 250
Father of mercies bow Thine ear 550
Father of mercies condescend 548
Father of mercies, God of love 373
Father of mercies send Thy grace 349
Father Oh hear me now 588
Father our hearts we lift 83
Hymn.
Father, Son and Spirit hear 336
Father 'tis Thine each day to yield 411
Father whate'er of earthly bliss 404
Fierce raged the storm of wind 103
Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep 105
Forever here my rest shall be 225
Forever with the Lord 27
For thee, O dear, dear country 37
Forth to the land of promise bound.. 480
For Thy mercy and Thy grace... 90
Forty days and forty nights 178
From all that dwell below the skies 668
From every stormy wind that blows 667
From Greenland's icy mountains 133
Gently Lord, oh gently lead us 589
Gird Thy sword on Mighty Saviour 152
Give me a sober mind 450
Give thanks to God He reigns ...624
Give us, oh Lord, the eye of faith 367
Glorious things of thee are spoken 443
Glory be to God on high 7
Glory be to God on high (chant) 1, (788)
Glory be to God the Father 345
Glory be to Jesus 229
Glory, glory to our King 300
Glory to God on high 753
Glory to Thee, my God this night 641
Glory to Thee, O Lord 82
God bless our native land 603
God bless the calm and holy cheer 12
God calling yet shall I not hear 755
God eternal, Lord of all 6
God in His earthly temples lays Ill
God is love His mercy brightens ....359
God is our refuge in distress 431
God moves in a mysterious way 47
God my Supporter and my Hope 155
God of all power and truth and grace 391
God of mercy, God of grace 99
God of my life my morning song 628
Go preach my Gospel saith the Lord 552
Goto dark Gethsemane 247
Grace 'tis a charming sound 398
Gracious Spirit, Love divine 330
Granted is the Saviour's prayer 327
Great God attend while Zion sings 621
Great God now condescend 497
Great God of nations now to Thee 608
Great God to Thee my evening song 644
Great God, we sing that mighty hand 92
Great God what do I see and hear 21
Great is the Lord our God 612
Great Prophet of myGod 270
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah 200
Hail! Holy, Holy, Holy Lord 342
Hail! Jesus Israel's hope and light 45
Hail my ever blessed Jesus ...203
Hail the day that sees Him rise „ 299
Hail! Thou long expected Jesus 70
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
371
Htmn.
Hail Thou once despised Jesus 308
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning. 75
Hail to the Ldrd's anointed 98
Halleluia, Halleluia 266
Hark I a burst of heavenly music 700
Hark! a thrilling voice proclaiming 26
Hark, hark, my soul ! 701
Hark my soul it is the Lord 541
Hark ten thousand harps and voices 303
Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes 52
Hark! the herald angels sing 61
Hark the song of jubilee 57
Hark! the sound of angel voices 68
Hark ! the voice of Jesus calling 137
Hark ! the voice of love and mercy
Hark! through the courts of heaven 397
Hark! what mean those holy voices 69
Hasten Lord the glorious time 127
Health of the weak to make them strong 390
Hear what the voice from heaveu declares 582
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims..585
Heavenly Father I would pray 523
He dies, the Friend of sinners dies 232
He leadeth me oh blessed thought 465
He lives, the great Redeemer lives 291
Here at Thy table Lord we meet 535
He reigns the Lord the Saviour reigns 32
Here O my Lord I see Thee face to face 518
High in yonder realms of light 487
High let us swell our tuneful notes 7 8
Holy and reverend is the name 675
Holy Ghost dispel our sadness 319
Holy Ghost the Infinite 333
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord 337
Holy. Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty 334
Holy Jesus be my light
Holy night peaceful night 702
Holy Saviour we adore Thee 60
Holy Spirit faithful Guide 328
Honor and glory thanksgiving and praise 618
Hosanna raise the pealing hymn 9
Hosanna to the living Lord 54
Hosanna to the Prince of Light 285
Hosanna to the royal Son 116
How beauteous are their feet 550
How blest the righteous when* he dies. ....... .571
How charming is the place
How firm a foundation'ye saints of the Lord. 378
How oft alas this wretched heart 156
How shall the young Becure their hearts 688
How sweet how heavenly is the sight 662
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 674
How tedious and titleless the hours
How welcome was the call 751
I am coming to the cross 730
I am Jesus' little lamb 696
If Christ is mine then all is mine 289
I hear the Saviour say 704
I hear Thy welcome voice 722
I heard the voice of 731
flTMN.
I lay my sins on Jesus 176
I love Thee O most gracious Lord 182
I love Thy kingdom Lord 436
I love to hear the story 692
I love to steal awhile away 652
I love to tell the story 711
In all our wanderings here below 491
I need Thee every hour 739
In some way or other the Lord will provide.. 749
In the cross of Christ I glory 207
I saw the cross of Jesus 712
Is thy cruse of comfort failing 347
I saw one hanging on a tree 224
It came upon the midnight clear 63
I think when I read that sweet story of old.. .7 19
I thirst Thou wounded Lamb of God 213
It is not death to die 577
I was a wandering sheep 717
I will love Thee all my Treasure 201
I will sing of my Redeemer 735
I would not live alway 744
Jerusalem my happy home 55
Jerusalem the golden 36
Jesus and shall it ever be.... 188
Jesus Christ is risen to-day 260
Jesus Christ our Saviour 691
Jesus exalted far on high 477
Jesus I live to Thee 452
Jesus I love Thy charming name 64
Jesus I my cross have taken 514
Jesus invites His saints 543
Jesus keep me near the cross 721
Jesus lives and so shall 1 366
Jesus lives! no longer now 273
Jesus Lord we kneel before Thee 206
Jesus Lord we look to Thee 484
Jesus lover of my soul 177
Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me 690
Jesus meek and gentle 212
Jesus most loving Lord 570
Jesus most merciful and kind 358
Jesus my Lord how rich Thy grace 288
Jesus my Lord my God my All 230
Jesus my Love my chief Delight 488
Jesus my Saviour look on me 687
my Shepherd, let me share 292
Jesus o'er the grave victorious 307
Jesus our soul's delightful choice 371
Jesus Refuge of the weary 202
Jesus Saviour pilot me 725
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 109
Jesus tender Shepherd hear me 694
Jesus the Shepherd of the sheep 293
Jesus the Spring of joys divine 666
Jesus the very thought of Thee 365
Jesus Thou art my Righteousness 473
Jesus Thou Joy of lovinghearts 220
Jesus Thy blood and righteousness 184
Jesus Thy boundless love to me 183
Jesus Thy Church with longing eyes 33
372
INDEX OF FIEST LINES.
Htmn.
Jesus Thy name I love 67V
Jesus to Thy cross I hasten 205
Jesus wept, those tears are over 187
Jesus we sing Thy matchless grace 414
Jesus, we thus obey 544
Jesus, where'er Thy people meet 627
Jesus with all Thy saints above 161
Join all the glorious names 421
Joy to the world the Lord is come 44
Just as I am without one plea 166
Keep Thou my way 0 Lord 469
Kingdoms and thrones to God belong 605
Lead kindly Light 464
Lead us, heavenly Father lead us 466
Let me be with Thee where Thou art 294
Let saints below in concert sing 429
Let songs of praises fill the sky 320
Let us adore the eternal Word 538
Let us awake our joys 1..306
Let Zion praise the mighty God 607
Lift up to God the voice of praise 653
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates 344
Lift your glad voices in triumph on high 275
Light of the lonely pilgrims heart 445
Light of those whose dreary dwelling 24
Lights glittering morn bedecks the sky 280
Like Noah's weary dove 439
Lo! He comes, with clouds descending 14
Look from Thy sphere of endless day 147
Look ye saints the sight is glorious 304
Lord as to Thy dear cross we flee 401
Lord dismiss us with Thy blessing 680
Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine 508
Lord I am vile conceived in sin 163
Lord I believe, Thy power I own 369
Lord I hear of showers of blessing 718
Lord in the morning Thou shalt hear 630
Lord in this Thy mercy's day 191
Lord in Thy name Thy servants plead 598
Lord it belongs not to my care 375
Lord Jesus I long to be perfectly whole 736
Lord Jesus when we stand afar 234
Lord like the publican I stand . 403
Lord of glory Thou hast bought us 346
Lord of Hosts to Thee we raise 563
Lord of the harvest bend Thine ear 150
Lord of the harvest hear 557
Lord of the hearts of men 119
Lord of the worlds above 362
Lord pour Thy Spirit from, on high 549
Lord Thine appointed servants bless 551
Lord Thy glory fills the heaven 10
Lord what our ears have heard 496
Lord we come before Thee now 540
Lord when we bend before Thy throne 533
Lord with glowing heart I'd praise Thee 408
Love divine, all love excelling, 102
Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 351
May the grace of Christ our Saviour 656
Hymn.
May we Thy precepts Lord fulfil 424
Mid scenes of confusion and creature com-
plaints ♦ 742
Mighty Saviour gracious King 298
More love to Thee O Christ 354
Must Jesus bear the cross alone 226
My country 'tis of thee 599
My days are gliding swiftly by 734
My dear Redeemer and my Lord 418
My faith looks up to Thee 407
My faith shall triumph o'er the grave 586
My Father's house on high 715
My God accept my heart this day 502
My God and is Thy table spread 526
My God how endless is Thy love 626
My God how wonderful Thou art 410
My God I love Thee not because 352
My God permit my tongue 634
My God the Spring of all my joys 380
My God Thy covenant of Love 493
My Jesus as Thou wilt 192
My Saviour my almighty Friend, 376
My Saviour whom absent, I love 757
My sins, my sins, my Saviour 175
My soul be on Thy guard 463
My soul repeat His praise 395
My spirit longs for Thee 743
My spirit on Thy care 384
My times. are in Thy hand 386
Nearer my God to Thee 214
No change of time shall ever shock 97
No more my God I boast no more 492
No more sadness, no more fasting 697
Not all the blood of beasts 189
Not by the martyr's death alone 85
Not by Thy mighty hand 120
Not to the terrors of the Lord 476
Now begin the heavenly theme 355
Now be my heart inspired to sing 416
Now from the altar of our hearts 654
Now I have found a friend 724
Now in a song of grateful praise .417
Now thank we all our God „ 601
Now with the rising golden dawn 625
O blessed God to Thee I raise 665
O blessed Lord the earth is Thine 597
O bless the Lord my soul 631
O blest Creator, God most high.... 643
O bow thine ear Eternal One 569
O bread to pilgrims given 442
O Christ our true and only light 113
O Christ Redeemer of our race 88
O Christ Thou glorious King we own 415
O come all ye faithful 65
O come and mourn with me awhile 254
O come, O come Emanuel 23
O could I speak the matchless worth ..423
O'er the distant mountains breaking 13
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 140
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
373
Hymn.
0 for a closer walk with God 157
0 for ■ faith that will not shrink 368
O tor a heart to praise my God 478
0 for a sweet inspiring ray 310
0 for a thousand tongnes to sing 118
0 for the death of those 578
0 garden of Olives thou dear favored spot 228
: of Bethel by whose hand 446
0 God our help in ages past 379
I unseen yet ever near 534
O God we praise Thee and confess 020
1 who lovest to abide 565
0 Guardian of the church divine 4:;::
0 had I my Saviour the wings of a dove 282
0 happy day that Btays my choice 509
0 help us Lord each hour of need 195
O Holy Ghosf Thy heavenly dew 324
O holy, holy, holy Lord....' 340
O holy Lord our God 754
O Holy Spirit come 323
O Jesus God and Man 633
O Jesus in Thy torture 243
O Jesus King most wonderful 108
O Jesus Lord of heavenly grace 309
O Jesus Saviour of the lost 428
O Jesus Thou art standing 727
O Jesus Thou the beauty art 420
O Lamb of God still keep me 242
O Light of life. O Saviour dear 042
O Lord how joyful 'tis to see 357
O Lord of health and life what tongue can tell 1 04
O Lord of hosts whose glory fills 558
O Lord our God arise 142
O Lord refresh Thy flock 440
O Lord the wilderness to me 233
O Lord when faith with fixed eyes 231
O Love divine how sweet thou art 425
O Master it is good to be 126
O mother dear, Jerusalem 430
Once more O Lord Thy sign shall be 16
One sweetly solemn thought 649
On Jordan's bank the Baptistery 46
On Jordan's rugged banks I stand 4 70
On Tabors top the Saviour stands 130
On the fount of life eternal 494
rd christian soldiers 693
O Paradise, O Paradise 56
O sacred head now wounded 241
O Saviour of our race 40
O Saviour who at Nam's gate 426
O Spirit of the living God. 325
O tell me Thou life and delight of my soul...297
OThou from whom all goodness flows 194
O Thou Majesty divine 251
O Thou that hearest when sinners cry 167
OThou the Lord and Life of those..." 459
O Thou to whose all searching Bighl 185
O Thou who by a star didst guide 72
O Thou who didst prepare 726
O Thou who gavest Thy servants grace 86
O Thou who makest souls to shine 432 |
Htmn.
O Thou whose own vast temple stands 564
O Thou who through this holy week 223
Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed 296
Our country's voice is pleading 134
Our God is love and all his saints 348
Our heavenly Father calls 455
Our Lord hath arisen the tempter is foiled... 705
Our Lord is risen from the dead 311
Our sins, our sorrows Lord were laid on Thee. 253
O very God, of very God 74
0 what if we are Christ's 454
0 where shall rest be found 28
O worship thy King all glorious above 406
Pain and toil are over now 252
Pardoned through redeeming'grace 513
Pass me not O gentle Saviour 728
Planted in Christ the living vine 501
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 48
Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits 669
Praise the Lord ye heavens adore 657
Praise to God immortal praise 617
Praise to the Lord He is King over all the
creation 619
Praise ye Jehovah's name 678
Praise ye the Father for His loving kindness. 8
Praise ye the Lord all nature join 664
Prostrate dear Jesus at Thy feet 198
Redeemed from guilt, Redeemed from fears...489
Rejoice all ye believers 58
Rejoice the Lord is King 271
Rejoice ye saints rejoice and praise 96
Rescue the perishing 737
Resting from His work to day 248
Rest of the weary, Joy of the sad 218
Rest weary Son of God and I with Thee 249
Return O wanderer return 758
Ride on! ride on in majesty 222
Rise glorious Conqueror rise 305
Rise my soul and stretch thy wings 468
Rock of Ages cleft for me 208
Round the Lord in glory seated 481
Safe in the arms of Jesus 723
Safely through another week 637
Salvation! oh the joyful sound 117
Saviour again to Thy dear name we raise 679
Saviour breathe an evening blessing 659
Saviour I follow on 217
Saviour like a shepherd lead us 295
Saviour sprinkle many nations 139
Saviour Thy dying love 215
Saviour Thy gentle voire 216
Saviour when in dusl to Thee 179
Saviour who Thy flock art feeding 51 1
See Israel's gentle shepherd stand- 500
See the Conqueror mounts in triumph 301
See the destined day arise 244
Shepherd offender youth 512
Shepherd of Thine Israel lead us 07
374
INDEX OF FIKST LINES.
Hymn.
Shine on our land Jehovah shine 596
Shout for the blessed Jesus reigns 112
Shout the glad tidings 67
Show pity Lord, 0 Lord forgive 169
Sing of Jesus sing forever 510
Sing to the Lord most high 609
Sing to the Lord ye distant lands 71
Sing them over again to me 713
Smile praisesO sky.. 706
Softly now the light of day 640
Soldiers of Christ arise 462
So let our lips and lives express 419
Songs of praise the angels sang 59
Son of God eternal Word 486
Sovereign of all the worlds on high 402
Sow in the morn* thy seed 555
Spirit divine attend our prayer ' ...332
Stand up, stand up for Jesus 136
Summer ended harvest o'er 616
Sun of my soul Thou Saviour dear 648
Surely Christ thy griefs has borne 240
Sweet hour of prayer 759
Sweet the moments rich in blessing 237
Swell the anthem raise the song 614
Take me O my Father take me 516
Take the name of Jesus with you 733
Take up thy cross the Saviour said 741
Teach me my God and King 121
Tell me the old, old story 710
Tell it out among the nations 132
Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 587
Thanks be to God for His wonderful love 595
That day of wrath that dreadful day 17
That Easter tide with joy was bright 272
The ancient law departs 95
The billows swell the winds are high 114
The blest memorials of Thy grief: 536
The burden of my sins O Lord 211
The Church has waited long 42
The Church's one foundation 441
The day is past and gone ....636
The day of resurrection 268
Thee O God we humbly praise 341
Thee we adore eternal Lord 4
Thee we adore eternal name 583
The God of harvest praise 602
The God of love will sure indulge 575
The God of mercy warns us all 164
The golden gates are lifted up 315
The head that once was crowned with thorns. 286
The Lord is my Shepherd no want shall I
know 283
The Lord is risen indeed 262
The Lord my Shepherd is 290
The Lord of glory is my light 287
The Lord of life is risen ..257
The Lord who truly knows 451
The Lord will come the earth shall quake 13
The morning light is breaking 135
The perfect world by Adam trod 568
Hymn.
The pity of the Lord 579
There is a blessed home 714
There is a calm for those who weep 581
There is a fountain filled with blood 210
There is a green hill far away 708
There is a land of pure delight 661
There is an hour of peaceful rest 760
There is no night in heaven 580
There's a friend for little children 695
There's a wideness in God's mercy 747
The roseate hues of early dawn 655
The Saviour kindly calls 495
The Saviour O what endless charms 413
The shadows of the evening hours < 660
The solemn season calls us now 181
The Son of Man shall come 43
The strain upraise ; 3
The strife is o'er the battle done 263
The things of the earth in the earth let us lay 592
The voice of free grace cries flee to the
mountain 49
The voice that breathed o'er Eden 750
The whole creation groans and waits 427
The world is very evil 38
They're gathering homeward from every land.594
Thine earthly Sabbaths Lord we love 645
Thine forever God of love. 542
This child we dedicate to Thee 505
This is My body which is given for you 519
This stone to Thee in faith we lay 559
Thou art gone up on high ....313
Thou art my portion O my God .499
Thou art the Way; to Thee alone 106
Thou by heavenly hosts adored 615
Though faint yet pursuing 284
Though I speak with angel tongues 353
Though troubles assail 748
Thou hidden source of calm repose 124
Thou Lord of all above 172
Thou lovely source of true delight 412
Thou loving Saviour of mankind..... 170
Thou who hast called us by Thy word 457
Thou who roll'st the year around 91
Thou whose almighty word 449
Through all the changing scenes of life 382
Through every age eternal God ■ 573
Through Israel's coasts in times of old 129
Thus far the Lord has led me on...; 646
Thy blood, O Christ, hath made our peace.... 94
Thy mighty working mighty God 658
Thy way not mine, O Lord 1931
Thy will be done in devious way 745
Till He come — O let the words 546
'Tis by the faith of joys to come 110
'Tis midnight and on Olive's brow 235
To Christ the Prince of Peace .'...209
To God the only wise 453
To Jesus our exaulted Lord 527
To the name of our salvation 77
To us a Child of hope is born 66
To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes 461
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
375
Hymn.
Triumphant Zion lift thy Dead 434
'Twas on that dark and doleful night 521
TJnvail thy bosom faithful tomb 576
Uplift the* banner let it float 148
Upward I lift mine eyes 393
Vain are the hopes, the sons of men 458
Waken, Christian children 699
Watchman tell us of the night 22
Weeping will not save me 738
We give Thee but Thine own 361
We give immortal praise 335
We, in ourselves, unrighteous are 460
Welcome, sweet day of rest 671
We lift our hearts to Thee 635
We need Thee, Saviour, when dear eyes are
closing 30
Weplough the field and scatter 611
We praise Thee, 0 God (Te Deum) 2
We sing His love who once was slain 490
We sing to Thee, Thou Son of God 227
We stand in deep repentance 530
We will carol joyfully 707
What a friend we have in Jesus 729
What grace O Lord and beauty shone 399
What star is this with beams so bright 128
What strange perplexities arise 524
When all thy mercies O my God 409
When from the city of our God 447
When gathering clouds around I view 387
When His salvation bringing 221
When I can read my title clear 381
When 1 survey the wondrous cross 236
When Jordan hushed his waters still 84
Hymn.
When Lord to this our western land 151
When marshalled on the nightly plain 87
When on Sinai's top I see 255
When overwhelmed with grief 173
When shades of night around us close 34
When the faithful were assembled 317
When Thou my righteous judge shalt come.. 53
When two friends on Easter day 276
When waves of trouble 'round me roll 383
When wounded sore the stricken soul 159
Where two or three with sweet accord 682
While shepherds watched their flocks 698
While Thee I seek protecting Power 372
While Thou O my God art my Help and De-
fender 115
Who are these in bright array 746
Who is there like Thee 720
Who is this that comes from Edom 239
Why should the children of a King 474
Why should we start and fear 572
With broken heart and contrite sigh 171
With humble faith and thankful heart 545
Within the Father's house 125
Witness ye men and angels now 503
Work for the night is coming, 144
Ye choirs of new Jerusalem 274
Ye christian heralds go proclaim 553
Ye saints proclaim abroad 81
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim 405
Ye servants of the Lord 554
Yes the Kedeemer rose 269
Your harps, ye trembling saints m 41
Zion awake thy strength renew 149
Zion the marvelous story be telling 6T
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