900= 7s & 6s.
1LAMB of God, whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find; Think on us, who think on thee; And every struggling soul release; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace!
2By thine agonizing pain And bloody sweat, we pray, By thy dying love to man, Take all our sins away: Burst our bonds, and set us free; From all iniquity release; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace!
3Let thy blood, by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal; Speak us freely justified, And all our sickness heal; By thy passion on the tree, Let all our griefs and troubles cease; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace!
4Never will we hence depart, Till thou our wants relieve, Write forgiveness on our heart, And all thine image give! Still our souls shall cry to thee, Till perfected in holiness; O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace!
1JESU, at whose supreme command We now approach to God, Before us in thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipped in blood! Obedient to thy gracious word, We break the hallowed bread, Commemorate thee, our dying Lord, And trust on thee to feed.
2Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal, And make thy nature known; Apply thy blessed Spirit's seal, And stamp us for thine own: The tokens of thy dying love O let us all receive; And feel the quickening Spirit move And sensibly believe!
3The cup of blessing, blessed by thee, Let it thy blood impart; The bread thy mystic body be, And cheer each languid heart. The grace which sure salvation brings Let us herewith receive; Satiate the hungry with good things, The hidden manna give.
4The living bread, sent down from heaven, In us vouchsafe to be: Thy flesh for all the world is given, And all may live by thee. Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow, And let us drink thy blood, Till all our souls are filled below With all the life of God.
1VICTIM Divine, thy grace we claim, While thus thy precious death we show: Once offered up, a spotless Lamb, In thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne.
2Thou standest in the holy place, As now for guilty sinners slain; The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays, All prevalent for helpless man; Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around.
3The smoke of thy atonement here Darkened the sun, and rent the veil, Made the new way to heaven appear, And showed the great Invisible: Well pleased in thee, our God looked down, And called his rebels to a crown.
4He still respects thy sacrifice; Its savour sweet doth always please; The offering smokes through earth and skies, Diffusing life, and joy, and peace: To these, thy lower courts, it comes, And fills them with divine perfumes.
5We need not now go up to heaven, To bring the long-sought Saviour down: Thou art to all already given, Thou dost even now thy banquet crown: To every faithful soul appear, And show thy real presence here!
1"THE promise of my Father's love Shall stand for ever good," He said; and gave his soul to death, And sealed the grace with blood.
2To this sure covenant of thy word I set my worthless name; I seal the engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim.
3Thy light, and strength, and pardoning grace, And glory shall be mine: My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my powers are thine.
4I call that legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath; 'Twas purchased with a dying groan And ratified in death.
5Sweet is the memory of his name, Who blest us in his will, And to his testament of love Made his own life the seal.
1BREAD of heaven! on thee I feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed. Ever may my soul be fed With this true and living bread: Day by day with strength supplied Through the life of him who died.
2Vine Of heaven! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice; 'Tis thy wounds my healing give; To thy cross I look and live. Thou my life! O let me be Rooted, grafted, built on thee!
905= 7s & 6s.
1JESUS, Master of the feast, The feast itself thou art, Now receive thy meanest guest, And comfort every heart: Give us living bread to eat, Manna that from heaven comes down, Fill us with immortal meat, And make thy nature known.
2In this barren wilderness Thou hast a table spread, Furnished out with richest grace, Whate'er our souls can need; Still sustain us by thy love, Still thy servants' strength repair, Till we reach the courts above, And feast for ever there.
906= 9 8, 9 8.
1BREAD of the world, in mercy broken! Wine of the soul, in mercy shed! By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are dead!
2Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed, And be thy feast to us the token That by thy grace our souls are fed!
1IN memory of the Saviour's love, We keep the sacred feast, Where every humble, contrite heart Is made a welcome guest.
2By faith we take the bread of life With which our souls are fed, The cup in token of his blood That was for sinners shed.
3Under his banner thus we sing The wonders of his love, And thus anticipate by faith The heavenly feast above.
1BE known to us in breaking bread, But do not then depart; Saviour, abide with us, and spread Thy table in our heart.
2There sup with us in love divine; Thy body and thy blood, That living bread, that heavenly wine, Be our immortal food.
909= 6-8s. Renewing the Covenant.
1O GOD! how often hath thine ear To me in willing mercy bowed! While worshipping thine altar near, Lowly I wept, and strongly vowed: But ah! the feebleness of man! Have I not vowed and wept in vain
2Return, O Lord of hosts, return! Behold thy servant in distress; My faithlessness again I mourn; Again forgive my faithlessness; And to thine arms my spirit take, And bless me for the Saviour's sake.
3In pity of the soul thou lov'st, Now bid the sin thou hat'st expire; Let me desire what thou approv'st, Thou dost approve what I desire; And thou wilt deign to call me thine, And I will dare to call thee mine.
4This day the covenant I sign, The bond of sure and promised peace; Nor can I doubt its power divine, Since sealed with Jesu's blood it is: That blood I trust, that blood alone, And make the covenant peace mine own.
5But, that my faith no more may know Or change, or interval, or end, Help me in all thy paths to go, And now, as e'er, my voice attend, And gladden me with answers mild, And commune, Father, with thy child!
1GOD of truth and power and grace, Drawn by thee to seek thy face, Lo! I in thy courts appear, Humbly come to meet thee here;
2Trembling at thine altar stand, Lift to heaven my heart and hand, Of thy promised strength secure, All my sins I now abjure.
3All my promises renew, All my wickedness eschew, Chiefly that I called my own, Now I hate, renounce, disown.
4Never more will I commit, Follow, or be led by it; Only grant the grace I claim, Arm my soul with Jesu's name.
5Sure I am it is thy will, I should never yield to ill, Never lose thy gracious power, Never sin or grieve thee more.
6What doth then my hopes prevent Lord, thou stay'st for my consent; My consent through grace I give, Promise in thy fear to live.
7Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Present with thy angel host, While I at thy altar bow, Witness to the solemn vow.
8Now admit my bold appeal, Now affix thy Spirit's seal, Now the power from high he given, Register the oath in heaven.
911= 8s. After the Renewal of the Covenant.
1O HOW shall a sinner perform The vows he hath vowed to the Lord A sinful and impotent worm, How can I be true to my word I tremble at what I have alone: O send me thy help from above; The power of thy Spirit make known, The virtue of Jesus's love!
2My solemn engagements are vain, My promises empty as air; My vows, I shall break them again, And plunge in eternal despair; Unless my omnipotent God The sense of his goodness impart, And shed by his Spirit abroad The love of himself in my heart.
3O Lover of sinners, extend To me thy compassionate grace; Appear my affliction to end, Afford me a glimpse of thy face! That light shall enkindle in me A flame of reciprocal love; And then I shall cleave unto thee, And then I shall never remove.
4O come to a mourner in pain, Thy peace in my conscience reveal! And then I shall love thee again, And sing of the goodness I feel: Constrained by the grace of my Lord, My soul shall in all things obey, And wait to be fully restored, And long to be summoned away.
912= L.M. Renewal of Self-Dedication.
1O HAPPY day that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
2O happy bond that seals my vows To him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to that sacred shrine I move.
3'Tis done, the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and he is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine.
4Now rest, my long-divided heart; Fixed on this blissful centre, rest: Nor ever from thy Lord depart, With him of every good possest.
5High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.
913= L.M. Hebrews ix. 27.
1TREMENDOUS God, with humble fear, Prostrate before thy awful throne, The irrevocable word we hear, The sovereign righteousness we own.
2'Tis fit we should to dust return, Since such the will of the most High; In sin conceived, to trouble born, Born only to lament and die.
3Submissive to thy just decree, We all shall soon from earth remove; But when thou sendest, Lord, for me, O let the messenger be love!
4Whispering thy love into my heart, Warn me of my approaching end; And then I joyfully depart, And then I to thy arms ascend.
914= 7s. Prayer for a Dying Child.
1FATHER, Lord of earth and heaven, Spare, or take what thou hast given; Sole disposer of thine own, Let thy sovereign will be done.
2When thou didst our Isaac give, Him we trembled to receive, Him we called not ours, but thine, Him we promised to resign.
3Lo! we to our promise stand, Lo! we answer thy demand, Will not murmur or complain, If thou claim thine own again.
4Life or death depend on thee, Just and good is thy decree, Safe in thy decree we rest, Sure whatever is, is best.
5Meekly we our vow repeat, Nature shall to grace submit, Let him on the altar lie, Let the victim live, or die.
6Yet thou know'st what pangs of love In a father's bosom move, What the agony to part, Struggling in a mother's heart.
7Sorely tempted and distressed, Can we make the fond request Dare we pray for a reprieve Need we ask that he may live
8God we absolutely trust, Wise and merciful and just, All thy works to thee are known, All thy blessed will be done.
9If his life a snare would prove, Rob us of thy heavenly love, Steal our hearts from God away; Mercy will not let him stay.
10 If his life would matter raise Of thine everlasting praise, More his Saviour glorify, Mercy will not let him die.
915= 6-7s. The Dying Father's Prayer. Jeremiah xlix. 11.
1O THOU faithful God of love, Gladly I thy promise plead, Waiting for my last remove, Hastening to the happy dead, Lo, I cast on thee my care, Breathe my latest breath in prayer.
2Trusting in thy word alone, I to thee my children leave; Call my little ones thine own, Give them, all thy blessings give, Keep them while on earth they breathe, Save their souls from endless death.
3Whom I to thy grace commend Into thy protection take, Be her sure immortal friend, Save her for my Saviour's sake; Free from sin, from sorrow free, Let my widow trust in thee.
4Father of the fatherless, Husband of the widow prove; Me and mine persist to bless, Tell me we shall meet above, Seal the promise on my heart, Bid me then in peace depart.
916= 6-8s. For an Aged Christian. Isaiah xlvi. 4.
1JESU, thou hast to hoary hairs My manners and my burdens borne, Carried me through ten thousand snares, And, when I would to sin return, With a high hand and outstretched arm Redeemed me from the mortal harm.
2O let me still the promise plead, Thy kind continued aid engage! Thy aid I every moment need, In childhood, youth, and trembling age; A sinner I, on mercy cast, By mercy saved from first to last.
3Still, O thou patient God of love, My souls infirmity sustain, Bear me on eagle's wings above The world of ill, the vale of pain, The flesh that weighs my spirit down, The fiend who strives to take my crown.
4While, hanging on thy faithful word, My utter helplessness I feel, Carry me in thy bosom, Lord, Beyond the reach of earth or hell, Till on the margin of the grave I prove thine utmost power to save.
5Thou know'st the trials yet behind, The strength of sin, the tempter's power; Support my feebleness of mind In every dark unguarded hour; Thy servant mightily defend, And love and save me to the end.
6Walk with me through the lions' den, Walk with me through the floods and fires, In form of God distinctly seen; And O! to crown my last desires, In death my guide and Saviour be, My God through all eternity!
1JUSTLY thou might'st, in helpless age, Thy most unworthy servant leave, Leave me to faint in life's last stage, And never more my sins forgive, Leave me to breathe my slighted prayer, And perish in extreme despair.
2But lo! I from thy justice, Lord, To thy redeeming grace appeal! Justice awakes its flaming sword Against the Man thou lov'st so well; He paid my ransom with his blood, And God hath quenched the wrath of God.
3Whate'er I have of evil done, Or said, or thought, on him was laid; My trust is in thy bleeding Son, My fainting soul on Christ is stayed: Father, regard his sacrifice, And bid me live, for Jesus dies.
4With humble faith his death I plead, And, covered with the atoning blood, Calmly I sink among the dead, The dead who ever live to God, Secure in that great day to rise, And share thy kingdom in the skies.
918= 6-8s. A Last Wish.
IN age and feebleness extreme, Who shall a helpless worm redeem Jesus! my only hope thou art, Strength of my failing flesh and heart; O could I catch one smile from thee, And drop into eternity!
919= L.M. Prayer
1WARNED of my dissolution near, As on the margin of the grave, Jesus, with humble faith and fear, I now bespeak thy power to save; Thou who hast tasted death for me, Indulge me in my fond request, And let a worm prescribe to thee The manner of my final rest.
2My feeble heart's extreme desire If now thine eye with pity sees, Whene'er thou dost my soul require, O let me then be found in peace! In active faith and humble prayer, Resigned, yet longing to depart, To rise, redeemed from earthly care, And see thee, Saviour, as thou art.
3Walk with me through the dreadful shade, And, certified that thou art mine, My spirit, calm and undismayed, I shall into thy hands resign; No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, Shall damp whom Jesu's presence cheers; My light, my life, my God, is come, And glory in his face appears!
1LORD, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give.
2If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day
3Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door.
4Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be
5Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary, sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing Jehovah's praise.
6My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with him.
921= 8-7s. The dying Christian encouraged.
1DEATHLESS principle, arise! Soar, thou native of the skies; Pearl of price by Jesus bought, To his glorious likeness wrought, Go to shine before his throne; Deck his mediatorial crown; Go, his triumph to adorn; Made for God, to God return!
2Lo, he beckons from on high! Fearless to his presence fly; Thine the merit of his blood, Thine the righteousness of God. Angels, joyful to attend, Hovering round thy pillows bend, Wait to catch the signal given, And escort thee quick to heaven.
3Is thy earthly house distressed, Willing to retain her guest 'Tis not thou, but she must die; Fly, celestial inmate, fly! Burst thy shackles, drop thy clay, Sweetly breathe thyself away, Singing to thy crown remove, Mounting high on wings of love.
4Shudder not to pass the stream; Venture all thy care on him, Him whose dying love and power Stilled its tossing, hushed its roar; Safe is the expanded wave, Gentle as the summer's eve, No one object of his care Ever suffered shipwreck there.
5Saints in glory perfect made Wait thy passage through the shade; See, they throng the blissful shore, Ardent for thy coming o'er. Mount, their transports to improve, Join the longing choir above, Swiftly to their wish be given, Kindle higher joy in heaven!
922= 8s & 7s.
1HAPPY soul, thy days are ended, All thy mourning days below: Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus, go!
2Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo! the Saviour stands above; Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love.
3Struggle through thy latest passion To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting rest.
4For the joy he sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain; Die, to live the life of glory, Suffer, with thy Lord to reign.
923= 8 7, 8 7, 8 8 7. The dying Christian.
1MINE hour appointed is at hand, Lord Jesu Christ, attend me; Beside my bed, my Saviour, stand, To comfort, help, defend me. Into thy hands I will commend My trembling soul at my last end, How safe in thy sweet keeping!
2Countless as sands upon the shore, My sins are thronging round me; But though they grieve and wound me sore They never shall confound me. My sins are numberless, I know, But o'er them all thy blood doth flow; Thy wounds and death uphold me.
3Lord, thou hast joined my soul to thine In bonds no power can sever; Grafted in thee, the living Vine, I shall be thine for ever. Lord, when I die, I die to thee, Thy precious death hath won for me A life that never endeth.
4Since thou hast risen from the grave, The grave cannot detain me; Christ died; Christ "rose again," to save; These words shall still sustain me. For where thou art, there I shall be, That I may ever live with thee; This is my joy in dying.
924= L.M. Now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace." - Luke ii. 29.
1THE hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home; At last, O Lord, let trouble cease, Now let thy servant die in peace!
2Not in mine innocence I trust; I bow before thee in the dust, And through my Saviour's blood alone I look for mercy at thy throne.
3I leave the world without a tear, Save for the friends I held so dear; To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend, And to the friendless prove a friend!
4I come, I come at thy command, I yield my spirit to thy hand! Stretch forth thy everlasting arms, And shield me in the last alarms.
5The hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home: Now, O my God, let trouble cease, Now let thy servant die in peace!
925= 7s & 6s. "I am in a strait betwixt two". Philippians 1. 23.
1HAPPY who in Jesus live; But happier still are they Who to God their spirits give, And scape from earth away: Lord, thou read'st the panting heart; Lord, thou hear'st the praying sigh; O 'tis better to depart, 'Tis better far to die!
2Yet, if so thy will ordain, For our companions' good, Let us in the flesh remain, And meekly bear the load: When we have our grief filled up, When we all our work have done, Late partakers of our hope, And sharers of thy throne.
3To thy wise and gracious will We quietly submit, Waiting for redemption still, But waiting at thy feet: When thou wilt the blessing give, Call us up thy face to see; Only let thy servants live, And let us die, to thee.
926= L.M. "They rest from their labours, and their works do follow them." Revelation xiv. 13.
1THE saints who die of Christ possest Enter into immediate rest; For them no further test remains, Of purging fires, and torturing pains.
2Who trusting in their Lord depart, Cleansed from all sin, and pure in heart, The bliss unmixed, the glorious prize, They find with Christ in paradise.
3Close followed by their works they go, Their Master's purchased joy to know; Their works enhance the bliss prepared, And each hath its distinct reward.
4Yet, glorified by grace alone, They cast their crowns before the throne; And fill the echoing courts above With praises of redeeming love.
927= 6-8s. l know that my Redeemer liveth. Job xix. 25.
1I CALL, the world's Redeemer mine; He lives who died for me, I know; Who bought my soul with blood divine, Jesus, shall re-appear below, Stand in that dreadful day unknown, And fix on earth his heavenly throne.
2Then the last judgment-day shall come; And though the worms this skin devour, The Judge shall call me from the tomb, Shall bid the greedy grave restore, And raise this individual me, God in the flesh, my God, to see.
3In this identic body I, With eyes of flesh refined, restored, Shall see that self-same Saviour nigh. See for myself my smiling Lord, See with ineffable delight; Nor faint to hear the glorious sight.
4Then let the worms demand their prey, The greedy grave my reins consume; With joy I drop my mouldering clay, And rest till my Redeemer come; On Christ, my Life, in death rely, Secure that I can never die.
928= L.M. "Whom I shall see for myself." Job xix. 27.
1I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, He lives, and on the earth shall stand; And though to worms my flesh he gives, My dust lies numbered in his hand.
2In this re-animated clay I surely shall behold him near; Shall see him in the latter day In all his majesty appear.
3I feel what then shall raise me up, The eternal Spirit lives in me; This is my confidence of hope, That God I face to face shall see.
4Mine own and not another's eyes The King shall in his beauty view; I shall from him receive the prize, The starry crown to victors due.
1WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms.
2The graves of all his saints he blessed, And softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head
3Thence he arose, ascending higher, And showed our feet the way: Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, At the great rising-day.
4Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations under ground; Ye saints, ascend the skies.
930= S.M. Triumph over Death.
1AND must this body die This well-wrought frame decay And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay
2Corruption, earth, and worms Shall but refine this flesh; Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh.
3God, my Redeemer, lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust. Till he shall bid it rise.
4Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine; And every shape and every face Be heavenly and divine.
5These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love: O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy power above!
931= 4-6s & 2-8s. Job xix. 26.
1My life's a shade, my days Apace to death decline: My Lord is life, he'll raise My dust again, even mine; Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
2My peaceful grave shall keep My bones till that sweet day I wake from my long sleep And leave my bed of clay; Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
3My Lord his angels shall Their golden trumpets sound, At whose most welcome call My grave shall be unbound. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
4I said sometimes with tears, Ah me! I'm loth to die, Lord, silence thou those fears; My life's with thee on high. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
5What means my trembling heart To be thus shy of death With life I shall not part, Though I resign my breath. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
6Then welcome, harmless grave; By thee to heaven I'll go, My Lord his death shall save Me from the flames below Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.
932= 8 7, 8 7, 8 8 7.
1Great God! what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated. The trumpet sounds! the graves restore The dead which they contained before! Prepare, my soul, to meet him.
2The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him.
3The 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.
4Great God! what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated: Beneath his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him.
933= 8 8 8.
1Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning! Heaven and earth to ashes burning!
2O what fear man's bosom rendeth! When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth!
3Wondrous sound sound the trumpet flingeth, Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth, All before the throne it bringeth.
4Death is struck and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making.
5Lo, the Book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded! Thence shall judgement be awarded.
6When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth.
7What shall I, frail man, be pleading, Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing
8King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us!
9Think, good Jesu, my salvation return Caused thy wondrous incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation.
10 Faint and weary thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me; Shall such grace be vainly brought me
11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution.
12 Guilty now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning!
13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest.
14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying.
15 With thy favoured sheep O place me, Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me!
16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me, with thy saints surrounded.
17 Low I kneel, with heart-submission; See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition.
18 Ah, that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning, Man for judgment must prepare him;
19 Spare, O God, in mercy spare him Lord, all-pitying, Jesu blest, Grant us thine eternal rest!
934= L.M. "The heaven departed," &c. Rev. vi. 14.
1THE day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away: What power shall be the sinner's stay How shall he meet that dreadful day
2When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll, And louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead;
3O! on that day, that awful day, When man to judgement wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ! the sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
935= 6-8s. Matthew xiii. 37-43.
1THIS is the field, the world below, In which the sowers came to sow, Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares, For so the word of truth declares: And soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.
2Most awful truth! and is it so Must all the world that harvest know Is every man or wheat or tare Then for that harvest O prepare! For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.
3To love my sins, - a saint to appear, To grow with wheat - yet be a tare, May serve me while I live below, Where tares and wheat together grow: But soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.
4But all who truly righteous be Their Father's kingdom then shall see; And shine like suns for ever there: He that hath ears, now let him hear; For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home.
936= 8 7, 8 7, 4 7.
1LIFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus, Partners in his sufferings here; Christ, to all believers precious, Lord of lords, shall soon appear: Mark the tokens Of his heavenly kingdom near!
2Close behind the tribulation Of the last tremendous days, See the flaming revelation, See the universal blaze! Earth and heaven Melt before the Judge's face!
3Sun and moon are both confounded, Darkened into endless night, When, with angel-hosts surrounded, In his Father's glory bright, Christ the Saviour Shines, the everlasting Light.
4See the stars from heaven falling, Hark on earth the doleful cry, Men on rocks and mountains calling, While the glorious Judge draws nigh, "Hide us, hide us, Rocks and mountains, from his eye!"
5With what different exclamation Shall the saints his banner see! By the tokens of his passion, By the marks received for me, All discern him, All with shouts cry out, " 'Tis he!"
6Lo! 'tis he! our hearts' desire, Come for his espoused below, Come to join us to his choir, Come to make our joys o'erflow, Palms of victory, Crowns of glory to bestow.
7Yes, the prize shall now be given, We his open face shall see; Love, the earnest of our heaven, Love, our full reward shall be; Love shall crown us Kings through all eternity!
1COME, Desire of nations, come! Hasten, Lord, the general doom! Hear the Spirit and the bride; Come, and take us to thy side.
2Thou, who hast our place prepared, Make us meet for our reward; Then with all thy saints descend; Then our earthly trials end.
3Mindful of thy chosen race, Shorten these vindictive days; Who for full redemption groan, Hear us now, and save thine own.
4Now destroy the man of sin; Now thine ancient flock bring in! Filled with righteousness divine, Claim a ransomed world for thine.
5Plant thy heavenly kingdom here, Glorious in thy saints appear; Speak the sacred number sealed; Speak the mystery revealed.
6Take to thee thy royal power; Reign, when sin shall be no more, Reign, when death no more shall be; Reign to all eternity.
1THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
2There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers: Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
3Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green: So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
4But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away.
5O could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy thoughts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes!
6Could 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.
1JERUSALEM, my happy home! Name ever dear to me; When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee
2When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold
3There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know: Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you.
4Why should I shrink at pain and woe Or feel at death dismay I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day.
5Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Saviour stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band.
6Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
1GIVE me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be.
2Once they were mourners here below, And poured out cries and tears: They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
3I ask them whence their victory came: They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death.
4They marked the footsteps that he trod, His zeal inspired their breast; And following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest.
5Our glorious Leader claims our praise For His own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven.
941= 7s & 6s.
1WHERE shall true believers go, When from the flesh they fly Glorious joys ordained to know, They mount above the sky, To that bright celestial place; There they shall in raptures live, More than tongue can e'er express, Or heart can e'er conceive.
2When they once are entered there, Their mourning days are o'er; Pain, and sin, and want, and care, And sighing are no more; Subject then to no decay, Heavenly bodies they put on, Swifter than the lightning's ray, And brighter than the sun.
3But their greatest happiness, Their highest joy, shall be, God their Saviour to possess, To know, and love, and see: With that beatific sight Glorious ecstasy is given; This is their supreme delight, And makes a heaven of heaven.
4Him beholding face to face, To him they glory give, Bless his name and sing his praise, As long as God shall live. While eternal ages roll, Thus employed in heaven they are: Lord, receive my happy soul With all thy servants there!
942= 4-6s & 2-8s. "When shall I come and appear before God" Psalm xlii, 2.
1SWEET place; sweet place alone! The court of God most high, The heaven of heavens, the throne Of spotless majesty! O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
2The stranger homeward bends, And sigheth for his rest: Heaven is my home, my friends Lodge there in Abraham's breast. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
3Earth's but a sorry tent, Pitched but a few frail days, A short-leased tenement; Heaven's still my song, my praise. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
4No tears from any eyes Drop in that holy choir: But death itself there dies, And sighs themselves expire. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
5There should temptations cease, My frailties there should end. There should I rest in peace In the arms of my best friend. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
= 4-6s & 2-8s. SECOND PART
6JERUSALEM on high My song and city is, My home whene'er I die, The centre of my bliss. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
7Thy walls, sweet city! thine With pearls are garnished, Thy gates with praises shine, Thy streets with gold are spread. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
8No sun by day shines there, No moon by silent night. O no! these needless are; The Lamb's the city's light. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
9There dwells my Lord, my King, Judged here unfit to live; There angels to him sing, And lowly homage give. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
10 The patriarchs of old There from their travels cease: The prophets there behold Their longed-for Prince of peace. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
11 The Lamb's apostles there I might with joy behold: The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
12 The bleeding martyrs, they Within those courts are found; All clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crowned. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
13 Ah me! ah me! that I In Kedar's tents here stay; No place like this on high; Thither, Lord! guide my way. O happy place! When shall I be, My God, with thee, To see thy face
943= 7 6,7 6,7 6,7 6. "Here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come." Hebrews xiii.14.
1BRIEF life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners, A mansion with the blest.
2That we should look, poor wanderers, To have our home on high! That worms should seek for dwellings Beyond the starry sky! And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting, And passionless renown.
3And how we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Zion in her anguish With Babylon must cope; But he whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see him Shall have him for their own.
7 6,7 6,7 6,7 6. SECOND PART qqq
4FOR thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding, Thy happy name, they weep: The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest.
5O one, O only mansion! O paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banished, And smiles have no alloy; The cross is all thy splendour, The Crucified thy praise, His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise.
6Jerusalem the glorious! Glory of the elect! O dear and future vision That eager hearts expect! Even now by faith I see thee, Even here thy walls discern; To thee my thoughts are kindled, And strive, and pant, and yearn.
7Jerusalem, the only, That look'st from heaven below, In thee is all my glory, In me is all my woe! And though my body may not, My spirit seeks thee fain, Till flesh and earth return me To earth and flesh again.
= 7 6,7 6,7 6,7 6. THIRD PART. qqq
8JERUSALEM the golden, With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, O I know not, What social joys are there! What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare!
9They 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.
10 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.
= 7 6,7 6,7 6,7 6. FOURTH PART
11 JERUSALEM, exulting On that securest shore, I hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, And love thee evermore! I ask not for my merit: I seek not to deny My merit is destruction, A child of wrath am I:
12 But yet with faith I venture And hope upon the way, For those perennial guerdons I labour night and day. The best and dearest Father Who made me, and who saved, Bore with me in defilement, And from defilement laved;
13 When in his strength I struggle, For very joy I leap; When in my sin I totter, I weep, or try to weep: And grace, sweet grace celestial, Shall all its love display, And David's royal fountain Purge every stain away.
14 O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever see thy face O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever win thy grace I have the hope within me To comfort and to bless! Shall I ever win the prize itself O tell me, tell me, Yes!
15 Strive, man, to win that glory; Toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, Till hope be lost in sight. Exult, O dust and ashes, The Lord shall be thy part: His only, his for ever Thou shalt be, and thou art.
944= S.M. For ever with the Lord. Thessalonians iv.17.
1"FOR ever with the Lord!" Amen! so let it be! Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality!
2Here in the body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
3My Father's house on high, Home of my soul! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear!
4Ah! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above!
5"For ever with the Lord!" Father, if 'tis thy will, The promise of that faithful word Even here to me fulfil.
6Be thou at my right hand, Then can I never fail; Uphold thou me, and I shall stand, Fight, and I must prevail.
7So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain.
8Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, "For ever with the Lord!"
945= 8s & 6s. "Whose faith follow". Hebrews xiii.7.
1O GOD, to whom the faithful dead Still live, united to their Head, Their Lord and ours the same: For all thy saints, to memory dear, Departed in thy faith and fear, We bless thy holy name.
2By the same grace upheld, may we So follow those who followed thee, As with them to partake The full reward of heavenly bliss: Merciful Father! grant us this For our Redeemer's sake.
1O WHEN shall we sweetly remove, O when shall we enter our rest, Return to the Zion above, The mother of spirits distrest! That city of God the great King, Where sorrow and death are no more; But saints our Immanuel sing, And cherub and seraph adore.
2Not all the archangels can tell The joys of that holiest place, Where Jesus is pleased to reveal The light of his heavenly face; When caught in the rapturous flame, The sight beatific they prove, And walk in the light of the Lamb, Enjoying the beams of his love.
3Thou know'st, in the spirit of prayer, We long thy appearing to see, Resigned to the burden we bear, But longing to triumph with thee: 'Tis good at thy word to be here, 'Tis better in thee to be gone, And see thee in glory appear, And rise to a share in thy throne.
4To mourn for thy coming is sweet, To weep at thy longer delay; But thou, whom we hasten to meet, Shalt chase all our sorrows away. The tears shall be wiped from our eyes, When thee we behold in the cloud, And echo the joys of the skies, And shout to the trumpet of God.
947= C.M. The Hope of Heaven
1HOW happy every child of grace, Who knows his sins forgiven! This earth, he cries, is not my place, I seek my place in heaven! A country far from mortal sight; Yet O! by faith I see The land of rest, the saints' delight, The heaven prepared for me.
2A stranger in the world below, I calmly sojourn here; Nor can its happiness or woe Provoke my hope or fear: Its evils in a moment end, Its joys as soon are past; But O! the bliss to which I tend Eternally shall last.
3To that Jerusalem above With singing I repair; While in the flesh, my hope and love, My heart and soul; are there: There my exalted Saviour stands, My merciful High-priest, And still extends his wounded hands To take me to his breast.
4What is there here to court my stay, Or hold me back from home, While angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come Shall I regret my parted friends, Still in the vale confined Nay, but whene'er my soul ascends, They will not stay behind.
5The race we all are running now; And if I first attain, They too their willing head shall bow, They too the prize shall gain. Now on the brink of death we stand; And if I pass before, They all shall soon escape to land, And hail me on the shore.
6Then let me suddenly remove, That hidden life to share; I shall not lose my friends above, But more enjoy them there. There we in Jesu's praise shall join, His boundless love proclaim, And solemnize in songs divine The marriage of the Lamb.
7O what a blessed hope is ours! While here on earth we stay, We more than taste the heavenly powers, And antedate that day: We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ concealed, And with his glorious presence here Our earthen vessels filled.
8O would he more of heaven bestow, And let the vessel break, And let our ransomed spirits go To grasp the God we seek; In rapturous awe on him to gaze Who bought the sight for me; And shout, and wonder at his grace, Through all eternity!
948= C.M. "The sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed to us." - Romans viii.18.
1AND let this feeble body fail, And let it droop and die; My soul shall quit the mournful vale, And soar to worlds on high; Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long-sought rest, (That only bliss for which it pants) In my Redeemer's breast.
2In hope of that immortal crown, I now the cross sustain, And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain: I suffer out my threescore years, Till my Deliverer come, And wipe away his servant's tears, And take his exile home.
3Surely he will not long delay: I hear his Spirit cry, "Arise, my love, make haste away! Go, get thee up, and die. O'er death, who now has lost his sting, I give thee victory; And with me my reward I bring, I bring my heaven for thee."
4O what hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes Givers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise; They flourish in perpetual bloom, Fruit every month they give; And to the healing leaves who come Eternally shall live.
5I see a world of spirits bright Who reap the pleasures there; They all are robed in purest white, And conquering palms they bear: Adorned by their Redeemer's grace, They close pursue the Lamb; And every shining front displays The unutterable name.
6They drink the vivifying stream, They pluck the ambrosial fruit, And each records the praise of him Who tuned his golden lute: At once they strike the harmonious wire, And hymn the great Three-One: He hears; he smiles; and all the choir Fall down before his throne.
7O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host to appear, And worship at thy feet! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away: I come, to find them all again In that eternal day.
949= "Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named." - Ephesians iii. 15.
1COME, let us join our friends above That have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joys celestial rise: Let all the saints terrestrial sing, With those to glory gone; For all the servants of our King, In earth and heaven, are one.
2One family we dwell in him, One church, above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death: One army of the living God, To his command we bow; Part of his host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
3Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly; And we are to the margin come, And we expect to die: His militant embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land.
4Our old companions in distress We haste again to see, And eager long for our release, And full felicity: Even now by faith we join our hands With those that went before; And greet the blood-besprinkled bands On the eternal shore.
5Our spirits too shall quickly join, Like theirs with glory crowned, And shout to see our Captain's sign, To hear his trumpet sound. O that we now might grasp our guide! O that the word were given! Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide, And land us all in heaven!
1THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise In concert with the blest, O, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest. Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We blest and pious grow; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below.
2On this glad day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed, By God, the eternal Word, than when This universe was made. HE RISES, who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme: 'Twas great to speak a world from nought; 'Twas greater to redeem!
951= L.M. "Sabbaths. .a sign." Exodus xxxi.13.
1DEAR is the day which God hath made, Signal of peace to earth displayed; Its light the rainbow of the seven, Its atmosphere the air of heaven.
2The gay who rest nor worship prize Jehovah's changeless sign despise; Still stand it to our eyes alone With claims and blessings all its own!
3The suffering scarce, alas! can know This from the other days of woe, May we the worth of Sabbaths learn Before we suffer in our turn!
4The blest no sun save Jesus see, No Sabbath save eternity; May our brief Sabbaths melt away In the clear light of endless day!
5Lord of the Sabbath, 'tis thy will These hours to hallow; bless them still! Send down thy Spirit's sevenfold powers, And make thy rest and gladness ours.
952= 2-6s & 4-7s. "The Son of Man is Lord even of the Sabbath day". Matthew xii.8.
1SAVIOUR, thy sacred day Is subject to thy sway, Made thy pleasure to fulfil; Thou, the Son of man, alone Canst, according to thy will, Abrogate or change thine own.
2The love the day designed A blessing to mankind; But thy more abundant grace, Gospel grace unsearchable, Bade the Jewish feast give place, Fixed the Christian festival.
3Lord of the hallowed day, Once more thy power display; Now returning from above, Change it to that heavenly feast, Sabbath of celestial love, Sabbath of eternal rest.
953= 6-8s. For the Lord's Day
1COME, let us with our Lord arise, Our Lord, who made both earth and skies; Who died to save the world he made, And rose triumphant from the dead; He rose, the Prince of life and peace, And stamped the day for ever his.
2This is the day the Lord hath made, That all may see his love displayed, May feel his resurrection's power, And rise again to fall no more, In perfect righteousness renewed, And filled with all the life of God.
3Then let us render him his own, With solemn prayer approach the throne, With meekness hear the gospel-word, With thanks his dying love record; Our joyful hearts and voices raise, And fill his courts with songs of praise.
4Honour and praise to Jesus pay Throughout his consecrated day; Be all in Jesu's praise employed, Nor leave a single moment void; With utmost care the time improve, And only breathe his praise and love.
1COME let us join with one accord In hymns around the throne; This is the day our rising Lord Hath made and called his own.
2This is the day which God hath blessed, The brightest of the seven; Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heaven.
3Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten to that day When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away.
4Not one, but all our days below, Let us in hymns employ; And in our Lord rejoicing go To his eternal joy.
955= 6-8s. Sabbath Morning.
1GREAT God, this sacred day of thine Demands our souls' collected powers; We would employ in works divine These solemn, these devoted hours: Our willing hearts adoring own The grace which calls us to thy throne!
2We bid life's cares and trifles fly, And where thou art appear no more: Omniscient Lord, thy piercing eye Doth every secret thought explore: O may thy grace our hearts refine, And fix our thoughts on things divine.
3The word of life, dispensed to-day, Invites us to a heavenly feast; May every ear the call obey, Be every heart a humble guest; O bid the wretched sons of need On soul-reviving dainties feed!
4Thy Spirit's gracious aid impart, And let thy word, with power divine, Engage the ear, and warm the heart, And make the day entirely thine! Thus may our souls adoring own The grace which calls us to thy throne!
1WELCOME, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes!
2The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
3One day amidst the place Where thou, my Lord, hast been Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.
4My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss.
1SWEET is the sunlight after rain, And sweet the sleep which follows pain, And sweetly steals the Sabbath rest Upon the world's work-wearied breast.
2Of heaven the sign of earth the calm! The poor man's birthright, and his balm! God's witness of celestial things! A sun with healing in its wings.
3New rising in this gospel time, And in its sevenfold light sublime, Blest day of God! we hail its dawn, To gratitude and worship drawn.
4O nought of gloom and nought of pride Should with the sacred hours abide! At work for God, in loved employ, We lose the duty in the joy.
5Breathe on us, Lord! our sins forgive, And make us strong in faith to live: Our utmost, sorest need supply, And make us strong in faith to die.
958= 7 6, 7 6, 7 6, 7 6.
1O DAY of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light. O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright, On thee the high and lowly Before the eternal throne Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, To the great Three in One!
2On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven; And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given.
3Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our promised land; A day of sweet refection, A day of holy love, A day of resurrection From earth to things above.
4To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls, To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams.
5New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest; To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To thee, blest Three in One.
959= L.M. The earthly and the heavenly Sabbath.
1LORD of the Sabbath, hear our vows, On this thy day, in this thy house: And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from thy servants rise.
2Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above; To that our labouring souls aspire, With ardent pangs of strong desire.
3No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place; No sighs shall mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues.
4No rude alarms of raging foes; No cares to break the long repose; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon.
5O long-expected day, begin; Dawn on these realms of woe and sin: Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God.
960= C.M. "I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day.". Revelation i. 10.
MAY I throughout this day of thine Be in thy Spirit, Lord, Spirit of humble fear divine That trembles at thy word, Spirit of faith my heart to raise, And fix on things above, Spirit of sacrifice and praise, Of holiness and love!
961= L.M. Sunday Evening.
1WE rose to-day with anthems sweet, To sing before the mercy seat, And ere the darkness round us fell, We bade the grateful vespers swell.
2Whate'er has risen from heart sincere, Each upward glance of filial fear, Each true resolve, each solemn vow, Jesus our Lord! accept them now.
3Whate'er beneath thy searching eyes Has wrought to spoil our sacrifice, Mid this sweet stillness while we bow, Jesus our Lord! forgive us now.
4And teach us erring souls to win, And hide their multitude of sin; To tread in Christ's long-suffering way And grow more like him day by day.
5So as our Sabbaths hasten past, And rolling years bring nigh the last, When sinks the sun behind the hill, When all the weary wheels stand still;
6When by our bed the loved ones weep, And death-dews o'er the forehead creep, And vain is help or hope from men; Jesus our Lord! receive us then.
962= 10 10, 10 10. At the end of Service.
1SAVIOUR, again to thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy word of peace.
2Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way; With thee begun, with thee shall end the day; Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon thy name.
3Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to thee.
4Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow, and our stay ln strife; Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace.
963= 6-7s. A Morning Hymn.
1CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night; Day-spring from on high, be near. Day-star, in my heart appear!
2Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by thee: Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see; Till thou inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.
3Visit then this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief, Fill me, Radiancy Divine! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day!
1AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run: Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2Redeem thy mis-spent moments past, And live this day as if thy last; Thy talents to improve take care; For the great day thyself prepare.
3Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noon-day clear; For God's all-seeing eye surveys Thy secret thoughts, thy words and ways.
4Wake, and lift up thyself; my heart, And with the angels take thy part; Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King.
5All praise to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me whilst I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake!
6Lord, 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.
7Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite.
8Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
1O TIMELY happy, timely wise, Hearts that with rising morn arise! Eyes that the beam celestial view, Which evermore makes all things new!
2New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought.
3New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
4If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still of countless price God will provide for sacrifice.
5Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see: Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and care.
6The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.
7Only, O Lord, in thy great love Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray.
1ONCE more the sun is beaming bright, Once more to God we pray, That his eternal light may guide And cheer our souls this day.
2O may no sin our hands defile, Or cause our minds to rove, Upon our lips be simple truth, And in our hearts be love!
3Throughout the day, O Christ, in thee May ready help be found, To save our souls from Satan's wiles, Who still is hovering round.
4Subservient to thy daily praise Our daily toil shall be; So may our works, in thee begun, Be furthered, Lord, by thee.
5And lest the flesh, profane and proud, Subdue the yielding soul, May self-constraining temperance Carnal desires control.
6To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, Eternal glory be from man, And from the angel host!
967= 10 10, 10 10. An Evening Hymn.
1O LORD, who by thy presence hast made light The heat and burden of the toilsome day, Be with me also in the silent night, Be with me when the daylight fades away.
2O speak a word of blessing, gracious Lord! Thy blessing is endued with soothing power; On the poor heart worn out with toil, thy word Falls soft and gentle as the evening shower.
3How sad and cold if thou be absent, Lord, The evening leaves me, and my heart how dead! But if thy presence grace my humble board, I seem with heavenly manna to be fed;
4Fraught with rich blessing, breathing sweet repose, The calm of evening settles on my breast; If thou be with me when my labours close, No more is needed to complete my rest.
5Come then, O Lord, and deign to be my guest. After the day's confusion, toil, and din, O come to bring me peace, and joy, and rest, To give salvation, and to pardon sin!
6Bind up the wounds, assuage the aching smart Left in my bosom from the day just past, And let me on a Father's loving heart Forget my griefs, and find sweet rest at last.
968= 7 6, 7 6, 8 8.
1THE day is past and over; All thanks, O Lord, to thee! We pray thee now that sinless The hours of dark may be; O Jesu, keep us in thy sight, And save us through the coming night!
2The joys of day are over; We lift our hearts to thee, And ask thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be; O Jesu, make their darkness light, And save us through the coming night!
3The toils of day are over; We raise our hymn to thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of dark may be; O Jesu, keep us in thy sight, And guard us through the coming night!
4Be thou our soul's preserver, For thou, O God, dost know How many are the perils Awaiting us below; O loving Jesu, hear our call, And guard and save us from them all!
1AT even, ere the sun was set, The sick, O Lord, around thee lay; O in what divers pains they met! O with what joy they went away!
2Once more 'tis eventide, and we Oppressed with various ills draw near: What if thy form we cannot see We know and feel that thou art here.
3O 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;
4And 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;
5And all, O Lord, crave perfect rest, And to be wholly free from sin; And they who fain would serve thee best Are conscious most of wrong within.
6O 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,
7Thy 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.
970= 8 7, 8 7, 7 7.
1THROUGH the day thy love hath spared us; Wearied we lie down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest; Jesus, thou our guardian be, Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2Pilgrims here on earth and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes, Us and ours preserve from dangers, In thine arms may we repose; And when life's short day is past, Rest with thee in heaven at last.
971= 7s. "Lighten our darkness, we beseech thee, O Lord."
1GOD the Father! be thou near, Save from every harm to-night; Make us all thy children dear, In the darkness be our light.
2God the Saviour! be our peace, Put away our sins to-night; Speak the word of full release, Turn our darkness into light.
3Holy Spirit! deign to come! Sanctify us all to-night; In our hearts prepare thy home, Turn our darkness into light.
4Holy Trinity! be nigh! Mystery of love adored, Help to live, and help to die, Lighten all our darkness, Lord!
972= 10 10, 10 10. Abide with me.
1ABIDE with me! fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me!
2Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O thou who changest not, abide with me!
3I need thy presence every passing hour: What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power Who like thyself my guide and stay can be Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me!
4I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness: Where is death's sting where, grave thy victory I triumph still, if thou abide with me!
5Reveal thyself 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 and death, O Lord, abide with me!
973= L.M. Evening.
1SUN of my soul! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near; O may no earth-born cloud arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes!
2When 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!
3Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
4If 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.
5Watch by the sick, enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep to-night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6Come 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.
1GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings!
2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
4O may my soul on thee repose! And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that may me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake.
5If in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest.
6My soul, when I shake off this dust, Lord, in thy arms I will entrust; O make me thy peculiar care, Some mansion for my soul prepare!
7O may I always ready stand, With my lamp burning in my hand; May I in sight of heaven rejoice, Whene'er I hear the Bridegroom's voice!
8All praise to thee in light arrayed, Who light thy dwelling-place hast made; A boundless ocean of bright beams From thy all-glorious Godhead streams.
9The sun in its meridian height Is very darkness in thy sight; My soul O lighten and inflame, With thought and love of thy great name.
10 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.
975= 6-7s. Saturday Evening.
1SAFELY through another week God hath brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek On the approaching Sabbath-day, Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest.
2Mercies multiplied each hour Through the week our praise demand; Guarded by almighty power, Fed and guided by His hand; Though ungrateful we have been, Often made returns of sin.
3While we pray for pardoning grace, In the great Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciled face, Shine away our sin and shame: From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this night with thee.
4When the morn shall bid us rise, May we feel thy presence near: May thy glory meet our eyes, When we in thy house appear: There afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast.
5May thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints: - Such may all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above!
976= C.M. The Watch Night.
1JOIN, all ye ransomed sons of grace, The holy joy prolong, And shout to the Redeemer's praise A solemn midnight song.
2Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might, Be to our Jesus given, Who turns our darkness into light Who turns our hell to heaven.
3Thither our faithful souls he leads, Thither he bids us rise, With crowns of joy upon our heads, To meet him in the skies.
1HOW many pass the guilty night In revellings and frantic mirth! The creature is their sole delight, Their happiness the things of earth: For us suffice the season past; We choose the better part at last.
2We will not close our wakeful eyes, We will not let our eyelids sleep, But humbly lift them to the skies, And all a solemn vigil keep; So many years on sin bestowed, Can we not watch one night for God
3We can, O Jesus, for thy sake, Devote our every hour to thee: Speak but the word, our souls shall wake, And sing with cheerful melody; Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ, And every heart shall dance for joy.
4Shout in the midst of us, O King Of saints, and make our joys abound; Let us exult, give thanks, and sing, And triumph in redemption found: We ask for every waiting soul, O let our glorious joy be full!
5O may we all triumphant rise, With joy upon our heads return, And far above those nether skies, By thee on eagles' wings upborne, Through all yon radiant circles move, And gain the highest heaven of love!
978 = L.M. For New-Year's Day.
1ETERNAL source of every joy, Well may thy praise our lips employ. While in thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year.
2The flowery spring at thy command Embalms the air, and paints the land; The summer rays with vigour shine To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.
3Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And, winters softened by thy care No more a face of horror wear.
4Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demands successive songs of praise; Still be the cheerful homage paid With opening light, and evening shade.
5Here in thy house shall incense rise, As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes; Still will we make thy mercies known Around thy board, and round our own.
6O may our more harmonious tongue In worlds unknown pursue the song; And in those brighter courts adore Where days and years revolve no more!
1SING to the great Jehovah's praise! All praise to him belongs: Who kindly lengthens out our days Demands our choicest songs.
2His providence hath brought us through Another various year: We all with vows and anthems new Before our God appear.
3Father, thy mercies past we own; Thy still continued care; To thee presenting, through thy Son, Whate'er we have or own.
4Our lips and lives shall gladly show The wonders of thy love, While on in Jesu's steps we go To see thy face above.
5Our residue of days or hours Thine, wholly thine, shall be; And all our consecrated powers A sacrifice to be:
6Till Jesus in the clouds appear To saints on earth forgiven, And bring the grand Sabbatic year, The jubilee of heaven.
1Wisdom ascribe, and might, and praise, To God, who lengthens out our days; Who spares us yet another year, And makes us see his goodness here: O may we all the time redeem, And henceforth live and die to him!
2How often, when his arm was bared, Hath he our sinful Israel spared! "Let them alone," his mercy cried, And the vengeful bolt aside; Indulged another kind reprieve, And strangely suffered us to live.
3Merciful God, how shall we raise Our hearts to pay thee all thy praise Our hearts shall beat for thee alone; Our lives shall make thy goodness known; Our souls and bodies shall be thine, A living sacrifice divine.
981= 4-6s & 2-8s. "Let it alone this year also.". Luke xiii. 8.
1The Lord of earth and sky, The God of ages, praise: Who reigns enthroned on high, Ancient of endless days; Who lengthens out our trial here, And spares us yet another year.
2Barren and withered trees, We cumbered long the ground; No fruits of holiness On our dead souls were found: Yet doth he us in mercy spare Another and another year.
3When justice bared the sword, To cut the fig-tree down, The pity of our Lord Cried, "Let it still alone;" Our gracious God inclines his ear; And spares us yet another year!
4Jesus, thy speaking blood From God obtained the grace, Who therefore hath bestowed On us a longer space: Thou didst in our behalf appear, And lo, we see another year!
5Then dig about our root, Break up the fallow ground, And let our gracious fruit To thy great praise abound: O let us all thy praise declare, And fruit unto perfection bear!
1LET me alone another year In honour of thy Son, Who doth my Advocate appear Before thy gracious throne: Thou hast vouchsafed a longer space, And spared the barren tree, Because for me my Saviour prays, And pleads his death for me.
2Time to repent thou dost bestow; But O the power impart! And let my eyes with tears o'erflow, And break my stubborn heart! To-day, while it is called to-day, The hindering thing remove; And lo, I now begin to pray And wrestle for thy love!
3I now from all my sins would turn To my atoning God; And look on him I pierced, and mourn, And feel the sprinkled blood; Would nail my passions to the cross, Where my Redeemer died; And all things count but dung and loss, For Jesus crucified.
4Giver of penitential pain, Before thy cross I lie, In grief determined to remain, Till thou thy blood apply. Forgiveness on my conscience seal, Bestow thy promised rest; With purest love thy servant fill, And number with the blest.
1YE worms of earth arise, Ye creatures of a day, Redeem the time, be bold, be wise, And cast your bonds away;
2Shake off the chains of sin, Like us assembled here, With hymns of praise to usher in The acceptable year.
3The year of gospel-grace, Like us, rejoice to see, And thankfully in Christ embrace Your proffered liberty.
4Saviour and Lord of all, Thy proffer we receive, Obedient to thy gospel-call, That bids us turn and live:
5Our former years mis-spent, Though late, we deeply mourn, And softened by thy grace, repent, And to thy arms return.
6Thy patience lifts us up, Thy free, unbounded grace, And all our fear is lost in hope, And all our grief in praise.
7To thee, by whom we live, Our praise and lives we pay, Praise, ardent, cordial, constant, give, And shout to see thy day.
1A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come; And we shall be with those that rest, Asleep within the tomb.
2Then, O my Lord, prepared My soul for that great day; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away!
3A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time; And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime.
4A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore; And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more.
5A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more.
6A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way; And we shall reach the endless rest, The eternal Sabbath-day.
985= 8s & 6s. For the King or Queen.
1LORD, thou hast bid thy people pray For all that bear the sovereign sway, And thy vicegerents reign, - Rulers, and governors, and powers; And lo, in faith we pray for ours, Nor can we pray in vain!
2Jesu, thy chosen servant guard, And every threatening danger ward From his anointed head; Bid all his griefs and troubles cease, And through the paths of heavenly peace To life eternal lead.
3Cover his enemies with shame, Defeat their every hostile aim, Their baffled hopes destroy: But shower on him thy blessings down, Crown him with grace, with glory crown, And everlasting joy.
4To hoary hairs be thou his God; Late may he reach that high abode, Late to his heaven remove; Of virtues full, and happy days, Accounted worthy by thy grace To fill a throne above.
5Secure us, of his royal race, A man to stand before thy face, And exercise thy power: With wealth, prosperity, and peace, Our nation and our churches bless, Till time shall be no more.
986= C.M. In time of Pestilence.
1IN grief and fear, to thee, O Lord, We now for succour fly, Thine awful judgments are abroad, O shield us, lest we die!
2The fell disease on every side Walks forth with tainted breath; And pestilence, with rapid stride, Bestrews the land with death.
3O look with pity on the scene Of sadness and of dread, And let thine angel stand between The living find the dead!
4With contrite hearts to thee, our King We turn, who oft have strayed; Accept the sacrifice we bring, And let the plague be stayed.
987= 8-7s. Harvest.
1COME, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest-home: All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin: God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied: Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest-home!
2We ourselves are God's own field, Fruit unto his praise to yield; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown: First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Grant, O harvest Lord, that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.
3For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take his harvest home; From his field shall in that day All offences purge away; Give his angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast; But the fruitful ears to store In his garner evermore.
4Then, thou Church triumphant, come, Raise the song of harvest-home! All are safely gathered in, Free from sorrow, free from sin; There for ever purified, In God's garner to abide: Come, ten thousand angels, come, Raise the glorious harvest-home!
988= "The eyes of all wait upon thee, O Lord; and thou givest them their meat in due season." Psalm cxlv. 15.
1WE plough the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes, and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all his love!
2He only is the Maker Of all things, near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey him, By him the birds are fed; Much more to us, his children, He gives our daily bread. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all his love!
3We thank thee then, O 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 desirest, Our humble thankful hearts. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord For all his love!
989= 7s & 6s. On Laying the Foundation of a Chapel.
1THOU, who hast in Zion laid The true foundation-stone, And with those a covenant made, Who build on that alone: Hear us, architect divine, Great builder of thy church below! Now upon thy servants shine, Who seeketh praise to show.
2Earth is thine; her thousand hills Thy mighty hand sustains; Heaven thy awful presence fills; O'er all thy glory reigns: Yet the place of old prepared By regal David's favoured son Thy peculiar blessing shared, And stood thy chosen throne.
3We, like Jesse's son, would raise A temple to the Lord; Sound throughout its courts his praise, His saving name record; Dedicate a house to him, Who, once in mortal weakness shrined, Sorrowed, suffered, to redeem, To rescue all mankind.
4Father, Son, and Spirit, send The consecrating flame; Now in majesty descend, Inscribe the living name; That great name by which we live Now write on this accepted stone; Us into thy hands receive, Our temple make thy throne.
990= 8s & 7s.
1IN the name which earth and heaven Ever worship, praise, and fear, - Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, - Shall a house be builded here: Here with prayer its deep foundations In the faith of Christ we lay, Trusting by his help to crown it With the top-stone in its day.
2Here as in their due succession Stone on stone the workmen place, Thus, we pray, unseen but surely, Jesu, build us up in grace; Till, within these walls completed, We complete in thee are found; And to thee, the one Foundation, Strong and living stones, are bound.
3Fair shall be thine earthly temple: Here the careless passer-by Shall bethink him, in its beauty, Of the holier house on high; Weary hearts and troubled spirits Here shall find a still retreat; Sinful souls shall bring their burden Here to The Absolver's feet.
4Yet with truer nobler beauty, Lord, we pray, this house adorn, Where thy bride, thy church redeemed, Robes her for her marriage morn; Clothed in garments of salvation, Rich with gems of heavenly grace, Spouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting Till she may behold his face.
5Here in due and solemn order May her ceaseless prayer arise; Here may strains of holy gladness Lift her heart above the skies; Here the word of life be spoken; Here the child of God be sealed; Here the bread of heaven be broken, "Till he come" himself revealed.
6Praise to thee, O Master-Builder, Maker of the earth and skies; Praise to thee, in whom thy temple Fitly framed together lies: Praise to thee, eternal Spirit, Binding all that lives in one: Till our earthly praise be ended, And the eternal song begun!
991= 4-6s & 2-8s. "That thine eyes may be open upon this house day and night." - 2 Chronicles vi. 20.
1 CHRIST is our corner-stone, On him alone we build; With his true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled; On his great love Our hopes we place Of present grace And joys above.
2O! then with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring; Our voices we will raise The Three in One to sing; And thus proclaim In joyful song, Both loud and long, That glorious Name.
3Here, gracious God, do thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh; In copious shower On all who pray Each holy day Thy blessings pour.
4Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore: And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore; Until that day, When all the blest To endless rest Are called away.
1O LORD of hosts, whose glory fills The bounds of the eternal hills, And yet vouchsafes in Christian lands To dwell in temples made with hands;
2Grant that all we, who here to-day Rejoicing this foundation lay, May be in very deed thine own, Built on the precious corner-stone.
3Endue the creatures with thy grace, That shall adorn thy dwelling-place; The beauty of the oak and pine, The gold and silver, make them thine.
4To thee they all pertain; to thee The treasures of the earth and sea; And when we bring them to thy throne We but present thee with thine own.
5The heads that guide endue with skill; The hands that work preserve from ill; That we who these foundations lay May raise the topstone in its day.
6Both now and ever, Lord, protect The temple of thine own elect; Be thou in them, and they in thee, O ever-blessed Trinity!
1THIS stone to thee in faith we lay; To thee this temple, Lord, we build; Thy power and goodness here display, And be it with thy presence filled.
2Here, when thy people seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place; And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive!
3Here, when thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son, Still, by the power of his great name, Be mighty signs and wonders done.
4Hosanna! to their heavenly King, When children's voices raise that song, Hosanna! let their angels sing, And heaven with earth the strain prolong.
5But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest Here will the world's Redeemer reign And here the Holy Spirit rest
6The glory never hence depart; Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; Thy kingdom come to every heart; In every bosom fix thy throne!
994= L.M. On opening a Place of Worship.
1GREAT God, thy watchful care we bless, Which guards these sacred courts in peace; Nor dare tumultuous foes invade, To fill thy worshippers with dread.
2These walls we to thy honour raise, Long may they echo to thy praise! And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace.
3And in the great decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, May it before the world appear, That crowds were born to glory here.
995= 6-7s. For a Wedding.
1SAVIOUR, let thy sanction rest On the union witnessed now; Be it with thy presence blessed, Ratify the nuptial vow: Hallowed let this union be, With each other, and with thee.
2Thou in Cana didst appear At a marriage-feast like this; Deign to meet us, Saviour, here, Fountain of unmingled bliss! Crown with joy this festive board, Joy that earth cannot afford.
3We no miracle require, Turning water into wine; All our panting hearts desire Is to taste thy love divine: Holy influence from above, Consecrating earthly love.
4Let the path our friends pursue, From this hour together trod, Many though its days, or few, Be a pilgrimage to God; To the land where rest is given, To thy house, O Lord, in heaven.
996= 7 6, 7 6.
1THE voice that breathed o'er Eden! That earliest wedding-day, The primal marriage blessing, It hath not passed away.
2Still in the pure espousal Of Christian man and maid, The Holy Three are with us, The threefold grace is said,
3For dower of blessed children, For love and faith's sweet sake, For high mysterious union, Which nought on earth may break.
4Be present, awful Father, To give away this bride, As Eve thou gav'st to Adam Out of his own pierced side.
5Be present, gracious Saviour, To join their loving hands, As thou didst bind two natures In thine eternal bands.
6Be present, Holiest Spirit, To bless them as they kneel, As thou for Christ the Bridegroom The heavenly spouse dost seal.
7O spread thy pure wings o'er them! Let no ill power find place, When onward to thine altar The hallowed path they trace,
8To cast their crowns before thee, In perfect sacrifice, Till to the home of gladness With Christ's own bride they rise!
997= L.M. Family Religion.
1FATHER of all, thy care we bless, Which crowns our families with peace: From thee they spring; and by thy hand They are, and shall he still sustained.
2To God, most worthy to be praised, Be our domestic altars raised; Who, Lord of heaven, yet deigns to come, And sanctify our humblest home.
3To thee may each united house Morning and night present its vows; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace.
4So may each future age proclaim The honours of thy glorious name; And each succeeding race remove To join the family above.
998= C.M. After a Journey.
1THOU, Lord, hast blest my going out O bless my coming in! Compass my weakness round about, And keep me safe from sin.
2Still hide me in thy secret place, Thy tabernacle spread; Shelter me with preserving grace, And screen my naked head.
3To thee for refuge may I run From sin's alluring snare; Ready its first approach to shun, And watching unto prayer.
4O that I never, never more Might from thy ways depart! Here let me give my wanderings o'er, By giving thee my heart.
5Fix my new heart on things above, And then from earth release; I ask not life, but let me love, And lay me down in peace.
999= 7s. On going on Shipboard.
1LORD, whom winds and seas obey, Guide us through the watery way; In the hollow of thy hand Hide, and bring us safe to land.
2Jesus, let our faithful mind Rest, on thee alone reclined; Every anxious thought repress, Keep our souls in perfect peace.
3Keep the souls whom now we leave, Bid them to each other cleave; Bid them walk on life's rough sea; Bid them come by faith to thee.
4Save, till all these tempests end, All who on thy love depend; Waft our happy spirits o'er; Land us on the heavenly shore.
1000= 7s & 6s.
1LORD of earth, and air, and sea, Supreme in power and grace, Under thy protection, we Our souls and bodies place. Bold an unknown land to try, We launch into the foaming deep; Rocks, and storms, and deaths defy, With Jesus in the ship.
2Who the calm can understand In a believer's breast In the hollow of his hand Our souls securely rest: Winds may rise, and seas may roar, We on his love our spirits stay; Him with quiet joy adore, Whom winds and seas obey.
1001= L.M. To be sung at Sea.
1LORD of the wide, extensive main, Whose power the wind, the sea, controls Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls:
2For thee we leave our native shore, (We whom thy love delights to keep) In other climes thy works explore, And see thy wonders in the deep.
3'Tis here thine unknown paths we trace, Which dark to human eyes appear; While through the mighty waves we pass, Faith only sees that God is here.
4Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine, We own thy way is in the sea, O'erawed by majesty divine, And lost in thy immensity.
5Thy wisdom here we learn to adore, Thine everlasting truth we prove; Amazing heights of boundless power, Unfathomable depths of love.
= L.M. SECOND PART.
6INFINITE God, thy greatness spanned These heavens, and meted out the skies; Lo! in the hollow of thy hand The measured waters sink and rise!
7Thee to perfection who can tell! Earth and her sons beneath thee lie, Lighter than dust within thy scale, And less than nothing in thine eye.
8Yet, in thy Son, divinely great, We claim thy providential care; Boldly we stand before thy seat, Our Advocate hath placed us there.
9With him we are gone up on high, Since he is ours, and we are his; With him we reign above the sky, We walk upon our subject seas.
10 We boast of our recovered powers, Lords are we of the lands and floods; And earth, and heaven, and all is ours, And we are Christ's, and Christ is God's.
1002= C.M. The Traveller's Hymn.
1HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence.
2In foreign realms, in lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.
3When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
4The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will; The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still.
5In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more.
6Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to thee.
1003= C.M. Another.
1WHILE lone upon the furious waves, Where danger fiercely rides, There is a hand, unseen, that saves, And through the ocean guides.
2Almighty Lord of land and sea, Beneath thine eye we sail; And if our hope be fixed on thee, Our hearts can never quail.
3Though tempests shake the angry deep, And thunder's voice appal; Serene we wake, and calmly sleep, Our Father governs all.
4Still prove thyself through all the way, The guardian and the friend: Cheer with thy presence every day, And every night defend.
1004= 6-8s. Intercession for those at Sea.
1ETERNAL Father! strong to save, Whose arm doth bind the restless wave, Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep: O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea!
2O Saviour! whose almighty word The winds and waves submissive heard, Who walkedst on the foaming deep, And calm amid its rage didst sleep: O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea!
3O Sacred Spirit! who didst brood Upon the chaos dark and rude, Who bad'st its angry tumult cease, And gavest light and life and peace: O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea!
4O Trinity of love and power! Our brethren shield in danger's hour; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go; And ever let there rise to thee Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.
1005= C.M. "The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and," &c. 2 Corinthians xiii, 14.
1THE grace of Jesus Christ the Son Be on his church bestowed: Jesus, through thy free grace alone We have access to God: To favour now through thee restored, O may we still retain The mercy of our pardoning Lord, And never sin again!
2Father, thy love in Christ reveal, Which spake us justified, And let the gift unspeakable In all our hearts abide: Humbly we trust thy faithful love Thy children to defend, And hide our life with Christ above, And keep us to the end.
3Come, Holy Ghost, supply the want Of all thy saints and me, In all thy gifts and graces grant Us fellowship with thee: The pledge, the witness, and the seal, We look for thee again, In us eternally to dwell, Eternally to reign.
1006= 8s & 7s. The same subject.
MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favour, Rest upon us from above! Thus may we abide in union With each other in the Lord; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
1007= 8s & 7s.
LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Bid us now depart in peace; Still on heavenly manna feeding, Let our faith and love increase: Fill each breast with consolation; Up to thee our hearts we raise: When we reach yon blissful station, Then we'll give thee nobler praise! Hallelujah!
1008= 8 7, 8 7, 4 7.
1LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace; O refresh us, Travelling through this wilderness!
2Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospels joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound; May thy presence With us evermore be found.
3So, whene'er the signal's given Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day.
1009= C.M. Grace before and after meat.
COME then, our heavenly Adam, come, Thy healing influence give; Hallow our food, reverse our doom, And bid us eat, and live!
1010= 2-6 & 4-7s.
THIS day with this day's bread Thy hungry children feed; Fountain of all blessings, grant Now the manna from above; Now supply our bodies' want, Now sustain our souls with love.
FATHER of earth and heaven, Thy hungry children feed, Thy grace be to our spirits given, That true immortal bread! Grant us and all our race In Jesus Christ to prove The sweetness of thy pardoning grace, The manna of thy love.
LORD of all, thy creatures see Waiting for their food on thee; That we may with thanks receive, Give, herewith thy blessing give; Fill our mouths with food and praise; Taste we in the gifts the grace, Take it as through Jesus given, Eat on earth the bread of heaven!
1013= 10s & 11s.
1FATHER of all, Who fillest with good The ravens that call On thee for their food; Them ready to perish Thou lov'st to sustain, And wilt thou not cherish The children of men
2On thee we depend Our wants to supply, Whose goodness shall send Us bread from the sky; On earth thou shalt give us A taste of thy love, And shortly receive us To banquet above.
LIFE of the world, come down And stir within our breast, And by thy sacred presence crown The sober Christian feast: Thou Bread of life, and Well, Come at thy creatures' call, And give our inmost souls to feel That thou art all in all!
1015= 8s & 6s.
JESUS, to whom alone we live, Now let us from thyself receive Our consecrated food, In nature's acts thy will pursue, And do with faith whate'er we do, To glorify our God.
1O'ERWHELMED with blessings from above, Father, before we taste These freshest tokens of thy love, We thank thee for the past;
2Our eyes and hearts to heaven we lift, And taught by Jesus own That every grace, and every gift, Descends from thee alone.
1FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield Thy children's wants a fresh supply; Thou cloth'st the lilies of the field, And hearest the young ravens cry.
2On thee we cast our care, we live Through thee, who know'st our every need; O feed us with thy grace, and give Our souls this day the living bread!
1018= 7s & 6s.
FOR my life, and clothes, and food, And every comfort here, Thee, my most indulgent God, I thank with heart sincere; For the blessings numberless Which thou hast already given, For my smallest spark of grace, And for my hope of heaven
1MEET and right it is to praise God, the giver of all grace, God, whose mercies are bestowed On the evil and the good:
2He prevents his creatures' call, Kind and merciful to all; Makes his sun on sinners rise, Showers his blessings from the skies.
3Least of all thy creatures, we Daily thy salvation see; As by heavenly manna fed, Through a world of dangers led.
BEING of beings, God of love! To thee our hearts we raise, Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing thy praise.
1GIVE Him then, and ever give, Thanks for all that we receive; Man we for his kindness love, How much more our God above!
2Worthy thou, our heavenly Lord, To be honoured and adored; God of all-creating grace, Take the everlasting praise!
1022= 7s & 6s.
FATHER, through thy Son receive Our grateful sacrifice; All the wants of all that live Thine open hand supplies, Fills the world with plenteous food; For the riches of thy grace Take, thou universal Good, The universal praise.
BLESSING to God, for ever blest, To God the Master of the feast, Who hath for us a table spread, And with his daily bounties fed; May he with all his gifts impart The crown of all - a thankful heart!
BE known to us in breaking bread, But do not then depart; Saviour, abide with us, and spread Thy table in our heart.
1025= 10s & 11s.
1AND can we forbear, In tasting our food, The grace to declare And goodness of God Our Father in heaven, With joy we partake The gifts thou hast given For Jesus's sake.
2By thee do we live, Thy daily supplies As manna receive Dropped down from the skies; In thanks we endeavour Thy gifts to restore, And praise thee for ever, When time is no more.
1026= 7 7, 4 4 7, 7 7, 4 4 7.
1 AWAY with all our trouble And caring for the morrow! The God of love Shall still remove Our every want and sorrow.
2 Still, Lord, with joy we bless thee, Of all good gifts the giver, For Christ our Lord Hath spoke the word Which seals thee ours for ever.
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