| 111 |
FROM FRENCH 8.7.8.7.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
'Tis the truest joy and blessing
Jesus as our Lord to know,
Here to yield Him full allegiance,
Follow in His steps below. |
| 2 |
With a perfect love He loves us,
Nought its ceaseless flow can stay;
For His pleasure He has bought us,
He Himself is ours for aye. |
| 3 |
Never shall His love, so faithful,
Of our needs forgetful be:
'Tis a source that never faileth,
Inexhaustible and free. |
| 4 |
If He claims our hearts' affections
Unreserved as His own,
'Tis because of love unchanging,
That in Him was first made known. |
| 112 |
A. P. CECIL (1841-1889) 8.7.8.7.
D376 Batavia |
| 1 |
Trembling soul, behold thy Saviour,
Seated on the Father's throne;
Object of God's highest favour,
See Him, God's beloved Son! |
| 2 |
Once on earth in Bethlehem's manger,
As a holy Babe, He lay;
God come down, a heav'nly Stranger,
Love to sinners to display. |
| 3 |
Sinner, see thy God beside thee,
In a servant's form come near,
Sitting, walking, talking with thee!
Sinai's mount no longer fear. |
| 4 |
Onward still to Calv'ry moving,
Onward still He treads His way,
God the Father's will fulfilling,
Love to sinners to display. |
| 5 |
Hearken to the wondrous story –
Jesus died and rose for thee;
God in heav'n now waits to save thee,
And, believing, thou art free. |
| 113 |
A. P. GIPPS 11.10.11.10.
526 Berlin
517 Even So
515 Anticipation |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, come, Thy saints for Thee are
waiting,
To see Thy face and be with Thee at home;
E'en now that endless bliss anticipating,
With all our hearts we say, "Lord Jesus,
come!" |
| 2 |
Lord Jesus, come, our hearts for Thee are
longing,
To share Thy joy in those bright courts above,
Where Thou wilt have Thy saints around Thee
thronging,
In all the blessed fulness of Thy love. |
| 3 |
Lord Jesus, come: with hearts and voices
blending,
Soon shall we praise Thee in Thy Father's
home;
Soon shall we sing the new song, never ending,
But now we say to Thee, "Lord Jesus come!" |
| 114 |
J. N. DARBY C.M.
53 Royal Fort |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, source of every grace,
Glorious in light divine,
Soon shall we see Thee face to face,
And in that glory shine; |
| 2 |
Be ever with Thee, hear Thy voice,
Unhindered then shall taste
The love which doth our hearts rejoice,
Though absent in this waste. |
| 3 |
In peaceful wonder we adore
The thoughts of love divine,
Which in that world, for evermore,
Unite our lot with Thine. |
| 115 |
T. KELLY S.M.
150 St. Michael |
| 1 |
Lead on, almighty Lord,
Lead on to victory;
Encouraged by Thy blessed word,
With joy we follow Thee. |
| 2 |
We follow Thee, our Guide,
Who didst salvation bring;
We follow Thee, through grace supplied
From heav'n's eternal spring: |
| 3 |
Till, of the prize possessed,
We hear of war no more,
And, O sweet thought! for ever rest
On yonder peaceful shore. |
| 116 |
MRS. A. M. FENNELL L.M.
101 Gethesemane |
| 1 |
Blest God and Father, we confess
We every grace derive from Thee,
And from Thy well-beloved Son
Whose death secured our liberty. |
| 2 |
The Holy Spirit's power reveals
The things that to our peace belong;
Here nothing ill can now intrude,
Nor jarring notes disturb our song. |
| 3 |
How may we rise to Thy vast thoughts,
Or apprehend Thy sovereign will –
The grace that sets our souls on high,
And love that brings us nearer still? |
| 4 |
Embraced in Thine unchanging love,
Its holy stimulus doth serve
To wake our richest songs of praise,
And claim our hearts without reserve. |
| 5 |
O wondrous sphere! 'Tis vibrant now
With one resounding note of joy
From many sons who worship Thee –
Eternity's serene employ. |
| 6 |
Absorbed in favour all divine
Conferred on those of high estate,
Our hearts, surrend'ring unto Thee,
Are held in love so full, so great. |
| 117 |
A. G. DOUGHTY 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Lord, in past and distant ages,
Long before the ken of man,
Ere creation's words were spoken,
Or the heav'ns and earth began,
Thou wast there in all Thy glory –
Blessed Lord, we bow the knee –
Dwelling then in love unbounded:
Homage now we render Thee. |
| 2 |
What that love no thought can fathom;
Nor can human lips define
Those relationships eternal,
All inscrutable, divine!
But, in time, Thou wouldst in manhood
Here the Name of God declare,
In a wondrous, blest relation
Which Thou couldst with others share. |
| 3 |
All His will Thou hast accomplished,
All the work He gave Thee, done;
One in thought, in plan and purpose,
He the Father, Thou the Son.
But on resurrection's morning,
To Thine own Thou didst declare
That Thy Father was their Father,
And His love they now might share. |
| 118 |
J. F. GARLAND 8.5.8.3.
293 Stephanos |
| 1 |
Glory be to God the Father,
And to Christ the Son,
Glory to the Holy Spirit –
Ever One. |
| 2 |
As we view the vast creation,
Planned with wondrous skill,
So our minds would move to worship,
And be still. |
| 3 |
But, our God, how great Thy yearning
To have sons who love
In Thy house e'en now to praise Thee,
Then above! |
| 4 |
'Twas Thy thought in revelation,
To present to men
Secrets of Thine own affections,
Theirs to win. |
| 5 |
So in Christ, through His redemption
(Vanquished evil powers!),
Thou hast brought, in new creation,
Worshippers! |
| 6 |
Glory be to God the Father,
And to Christ the Son,
Glory to the Holy Spirit –
Ever One. |
| 119 |
MISS N. VERGETTE 10.10.10.10.
484 Eventide
489 Hold Thou My Hand |
| 1 |
Our God and Father, we draw near to Thee
In all the worth of Thy beloved Son;
All Thou hast e'er desired from man we see
In Him, Thy Christ, Thine own anointed One. |
| 2 |
No thought of His e'er moved apart from Thine;
Each holy footstep gave Thee fresh delight;
Perfect expression of Thy will divine
Thou hadst in Him – come forth from glory
bright. |
| 3 |
Thou ever lovedst Him – ere time began
He was beside Thee – one in all Thou art;
In Godhead counsel one, in that vast plan
In which Thou wouldst make known to man Thy
heart. |
| 4 |
And now Thou lov'st Him, for Himself He
gave –
Theme of our song when time shall cease to be;
Laid down His life that Thou, O God, shouldst
have
Fruit of Thy love in sons who worship Thee. |
| 120 |
J. N. DARBY L.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Father, in Thine eternal power,
Thy grace and majesty divine,
No soul, in this weak mortal hour,
Can grasp the glory that is Thine! |
| 2 |
E'en in its thoughts of boundless grace
It leaves us all far, far behind;
The love that gives with Christ a place
Surpasses our poor feeble mind! |
| 3 |
And yet that love is not unknown
To those who have the Saviour seen;
Nor strange to those He calls His own,
Pilgrims in scenes where He has been. |
| 4 |
In Him Thy perfect love revealed
Has led our hearts that love to trace,
Where nothing of that love's concealed,
But meets us in our lowly place. |
| 5 |
And here we walk as sons, through grace,
A Father's love our present joy;
Sons in the brightness of Thy face
Find rest no sorrows can destroyed! |
| 122 |
H. WREFORD 8.7.8.7. Dactylic, Chorus
5.7.5.7.
351 Jevington
352 Saviour of Sinners
353 Showers of Blesing |
| 1 |
Christ is the Saviour of sinners,
Christ is the Saviour for me;
Long I was chained in sins darkness,
Now by His grace I am free. |
|
Saviour of sinners,
Saviour of sinners like me,
Giving Himself as a ransom –
This is the Saviour for me. |
| 2 |
Now I can say I am pardoned,
Happy and justified free,
Saved by my blessed Redeemer –
This is the Saviour for me. |
| 3 |
Just as I was He received me,
Seeking from judgement to flee;
Now there is no condemnation –
This is the Saviour for me. |
| 4 |
Loved with a love that's unchanging,
Blessed with all blessings so free,
How shall I tell out His praises!
This is the Saviour for me. |
| 5 |
Soon shall the glory be dawning,
Then, when His face I shall see,
Sing, O my soul, in thy gladness,
This is the Saviour for me! |
| 123 |
G. W. FRASER 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
The Lord of life is risen,
Has left the darksome grave,
And, death by Him abolished,
He's mighty now to save;
And we, with Him, are risen,
The fruit of all His toil,
The first-fruits of His harvest,
His suffering's richest spoil. |
| 2 |
The Lord of life is seated
At God's right hand on high;
God's just and righteous answer
To grace which stooped to die;
In Him, we too are seated,
Oh blessed, wondrous grace,
Accepted and beloved,
In Him, in sonship's place. |
| 3 |
The Lord of life is coming,
To perfect all His grace;
To take His blood-bought people,
To fill their heavenly place;
Oh! with what joy ascending,
We'll meet Him in the air,
To dwell with Him in glory,
And His blest image bear. |
| 124 |
MISS A. E. PRICE (1838-1919) C.M.
A33 Shirley |
| 1 |
Jesus, our Lord, Thou Morning Star,
How well we know Thy Name!
Jesus, the Lord, the Crucified,
In glory still the same. |
| 2 |
Jesus, the One who came from heav'n
To save a ruined race,
Thy love and lowliness still shine
Upon Thy glorious face. |
| 3 |
Jesus, the One who trod the earth,
The lowly, subject One,
Obedience unto death was Thine,
God's well-beloved Son! |
| 4 |
Jesus, what memories thrill our hearts
Of Thy blest footprints here,
While now to heav'n our eyes we turn
And gaze upon Thee there! |
| 5 |
Jesus, O blessed Saviour, come,
That we may with Thee be;
Heav'n's morning breaks and glory dawns
When Thy blest face we see. |
| 125 |
D. T. HOLDING 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Praise to Thee, our God, belongeth,
Worship from the creature Thine;
Thou art mighty, glorious ever,
Great in majesty divine!
Unapproachable Thy dwelling
In the light that none can know,
Heav'n's expanse declares Thy glory,
All Thy works Thy power show. |
| 2 |
From eternal ages onward
Thou art God, supreme Thy throne:
Thy delight in showing mercy,
Making grace abounding known.
Ever just are all Thy dealings,
Perfect wisdom marks Thy way;
Righteousness attends upon Thee,
Truth before Thee holdeth sway. |
| 3 |
And through all, Thy blessed nature –
Love, eternal and divine –
Shines in universal blessing,
Waking praises rightly Thine.
Thou dost dwell amidst the praises
Gladly yielded unto Thee:
In th'assembly in Christ Jesus
Glory to Thee ever be! |
| 127 |
E. WILLIAMS 8.5.8.5.
296 Lynton
295 Filey |
| 1 |
Lord, we do not ask the question,
Where abidest Thou?
Well we know where Thou art dwelling,
Well we know it now. |
| 2 |
Thou abidest in the bosom
Of the Father's love;
In that love for ever living –
Love, all thought above. |
| 3 |
And we know that Thou wouldst have us
Ever dwell with Thee,
In that holy, heav'nly circle,
Home of liberty. |
| 4 |
Lord, we thank Thee, this our portion
While we wait for Thee:
Now to live in love unbounded,
And eternally. |
| 5 |
Hold our hearts, O Lord, we pray Thee,
By and in Thy love,
Till we dwell with Thee in glory
Evermore above. |
| 128 |
J. EARL 8.6.8.6.8.8.
Tune to come |
| 1
|
Our God, we bless Thee, glorious source
Of light and love divine;
From Thee all blessing emanates,
The power, the greatness Thine;
Both heav'n and earth belong to Thee,
We joy in Thy supremacy. |
| 2 |
Exalted, Thou, as Head o'er all;
Majestic is Thy seat!
Thy glorious Name our souls revere,
And worship as is meet.
Complacent Thou in love, we see
All things made subject unto Thee. |
| 3 |
We thus anticipate Thy day,
Thou King of ages blest,
When all shall know Thy glorious sway,
And love shall be at rest.
Th'eternal scene then filled with Thee –
Thou all in all shalt ever be. |
| 129 |
A. P. BODMAN 11.10.11.10. Dactylic
Tune to come |
| 1 |
"Thou art that God" to the ages eternal,
Loved and adored by blessed myriads of men!
Feeling the warmth of affections paternal,
Fam'lies predestined shall fill earth and heav'n. |
| 2 |
Strengthened with might by the Father's own
Spirit,
We now by faith hold the Christ in our heart;
Thus apprehending a sphere vast, yet finite,
Love of the Christ passing knowledge our part. |
| 3 |
Thou canst, O God, even fill to Thy fulness
Hearts which are stirred by this wonderful
theme;
In the assembly, now blest in Christ Jesus,
Be to Thee endlessly glory supreme! |
| 130 |
S. McCALLUM 8.8.8.8.6.
R206 Arnon
426 Gift Unspeakable |
| 1 |
Father, to Thee we now draw near,
With Christ, the Firstborn, to appear,
The double portion we enjoy,
While endless praise our lips employ
And "Abba, Father!" cry. |
| 2 |
O love so great, so full, so free,
That leads, blest Father, now to Thee,
Thy Spirit strength'ning in our heart,
With Christ to know our heav'nly part,
And glory give to Thee. |
| 131 | D. OTSING (1850-1937) 9.8.9.8.9.8.9.8.
449 Willenhall
447 Petrograd
448 Russian Air
B419 Morning Star
R235 Mansewood |
| 1 |
O Lord, with our ears and hearts open,
Awaiting Thy shout would we be,
The summons that calls us to heaven,
Forever to be, Lord, with Thee.
Thy word and Thy Spirit, blest Lover,
The earnest, are giv'n to Thy bride;
Thou'rt near to faith's vision, O Saviour,
But soon she will be at Thy side. |
| 2 |
O come then, Lord Jesus, we're watching!
And take now Thy spouse home to Thee!
Thine absence awakens deep yearning,
The bride her loved Bridegroom to see.
Thou art, O Lord Jesus, still waiting
With love deep, eternal, we know;
Our hearts in response, with love's burning,
Await Thee with lamps all aglow. |
| 3 |
The Spirit and bride are united
And now with one voice would say "Come"!
Throughout the long night she has waited
To see Thee, her faithful Bridegroom.
Gross darkness the earth doth now cover,
And night like a pall shrouds the land;
Thy flock is still here, Shepherd Lover,
The sheep Thou hast kept by Thy hand. |
| 4 |
Midst darkness faith clearly sees beaming
The light of Thy coming afar;
We watch for the dawn of the morning,
And hail Thee, the bright Morning Star.
The word of Thy patience we're keeping,
Thy radiancy draws us apart –
A beacon us heav'nward attracting –
To meet Thee, the Hope of our heart! |
| 132 |
MISS F. T. WIGRAM (1831-1871) S.M.
D132 Gershon |
| 1 |
The person of the Christ,
Enfolding every grace,
Once slain, but now alive again,
In heav'n demands our praise. |
| 2 |
Gladly of Him we sing,
Since we with Him are dead;
Our life is hid with Christ in God,
In Christ the church's Head. |
| 3 |
The heav'ns are opened now,
Sound it through earth abroad!
And we, by faith, in heav'n behold
Jesus the Christ our Lord. |
| 133 |
G. H. S. PRICE 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
O the wonder of the moment!
God outshining from above
To secure a scene of glory,
All responsive to His love.
Thoughts eternal are unfolded;
Now, in Christ, their wealth is shown
That for men a place in sonship
Might through Him, the Son, be known. |
| 2 |
But the objects of that favour
Were in chains of bondage bound;
Guilty sinners must be ransomed,
And the lost must needs be found.
Love was thus in mercy seeking
Satan's captives from the fall,
And the wonder of the story –
Jesus died to save them all! |
| 3 |
Thus that work in all its glory
Every thought of God maintains,
While His grace o'er all has triumphed,
And through righteous now reigns.
Here the Spirit too bears witness
To the truth that all is done.
O the wonder of the moment –
God outshining in His Son! |
| 134 |
J. EARL 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
We sing to Thee, Lord Jesus,
We own Thy claims supreme;
The greatness of Thy person,
Our all-engaging theme:
The glory of Thy manhood,
The charm of Thine own grace.
Enraptured by Thy beauty,
We gaze upon Thy face. |
| 2 |
How fair is Thy companion!
How pleasing in Thy sight!
To be Thy joy forever,
Object of Thy delight;
Fruit of Thine own blest service,
For whom Thou gav'st Thy life;
Fit answer to Thy suff'rings,
Thy glory, Lord, Thy wife! |
| 3 |
What joyous consummation
Is union, Lord, with Thee!
As of Thee, like Thee, for Thee,
Thy spouse shall ever be!
Her love to Thine responsive
Doth satisfy Thy heart –
God's answer to Thy longings,
Thy like, Thy counterpart! |
| 135 |
I. FLEMING 8.5.8.3.
290 Bullinger |
| 1 |
Thee we praise, our God and Father,
Thou Thy love hast shown;
Ere the world was, Thou didst choose us
For Thine own. |
| 2 |
Thou Thine only Son hast given,
Thou art glorified,
For, in love to bring us near Thee,
He has died. |
| 3 |
By the Spirit now indwelling
We with Christ have part;
Father! we Thy sons now call Thee,
From our heart. |
| 4 |
Love divine our present portion,
Heaven's choicest store;
Thee we worship, God and Father,
Thee adore! |
| 5 |
Soon in Thine own house around Thee
Still our praise shall swell;
Sons before Thee ever joying
We shall dwell. |
| 6 |
For His praise who glorified Thee
We like Him shall be;
Firstborn He of many brethren
Praising Thee. |
| 136 |
T. WILLEY 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
D136a Resting Place D136b Daisyfield |
| 1 |
Father, spring and source of blessing,
Grateful praise to Thee we bring;
Objects of Thy sovereign favour,
Gladly of Thy love we sing;
Love that found its full expression
In Thy well-beloved Son,
Him, who dwelling in Thy bosom,
Has Thy love made fully known. |
| 2 |
Thine eternal, gracious purpose
Now to us in Christ is shown,
Purpose fraught with richest blessing
For the sons Thou hadst foreknown.
Brought to rest within the circle
Where love's treasures are displayed,
There we drink the living waters,
Taste the joys that never fade. |
| 3 |
Brought to know Thy Well-beloved,
Drawn to Him in boundless grace –
Thine effulgence, love and glory
Shining in His blessed face –
We adore Thee, God and Father,
May Thy Name exalted be!
Praise and worship we would render
Now as in eternity. |
| 137 |
J. N. DARBY 10.10.10.10.
489 Hold Thou My Hand D137 Godalming |
| 1 |
We praise Thee, Lord, blest source of deepest
joy,
Responsive to Thy voice of holy love;
Thou living spring of bliss without alloy,
Bright inlet to the light of heav'n above! |
| 2 |
We praise Thee, Lord, for in Thy blessed face
God's glory shines for us without a veil;
And now Thou leadest us in righteous grace
To that blest place where praises never fail. |
| 3 |
We live of Thee, we've heard Thy quick'ning
voice
Speaking of love beyond all human thought –
Thy Father's love, in which we now rejoice,
As those in spirit to Thy Father brought. |
| 4 |
Thou hast made known the Father, whom we've
seen
In Thy blest Person – infinite delight!
Yea, it suffices, though we here but glean
Some foretaste of His love, till all be light. |
| 138 |
J. N. DARBY L.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
A holy Father's constant care
Keeps watch, with an unwearying eye,
To see what fruits His children bear –
Fruits that may suit their calling high; |
| 2 |
Takes ever knowledge of our state:
What dims communion with His love,
Might check our growth, or separate
Our hearts from what's revealed above. |
| 3 |
O wondrous love! that ne'er forgets
The objects of its tender care;
May chasten still, while sin besets,
To warn and guard them where they are; |
| 4 |
Yet ne'er forgets, but feeds them still
With tokens of His tender love;
Will keep till, freed from every ill,
They find their rest with Him above. |
| 5 |
O wondrous, infinite, divine!
Keep near our souls, to that blest place
Where all those heav'nly glories shine,
Which suit the brightness of His face. |
| 6 |
O lowliness, how feebly known,
That meets the grace that gave the Son!
That waits to serve Him as His own,
Till grace, what grace began, shall crown! |
| 139 |
J. N. DARBY 9.9.9.9.
452 Elland |
| 1 |
This world is a wilderness wide;
We have nothing to seek nor to choose;
We've no thought in the waste to abide;
We have nought to regret nor to lose. |
| 2 |
For the Lord has Himself gone before;
He has marked out the path that we tread;
It's as sure as the love we adore;
We have nothing to fear nor to dread. |
| 3 |
For the path where our Saviour is gone
Has led up to His Father and God,
To the place where He's now on the throne;
And His strength shall be ours on the road. |
| 4 |
And with Him shall our rest be on high,
When in holiness bright we sit down,
In the joy of His love ever nigh,
In the peace that His presence shall crown. |
| 5 |
'Tis the treasure we've found in His love
That has made us now pilgrims below;
And 'tis there, when we reach Him above,
As we're known, all His fulness we'll know. |
| 6 |
And our Saviour! 'tis Thee from on high
We await till the time Thou shalt come,
To take those Thou hast led by Thine eye
To Thyself in Thy heavenly home. |
| 7 |
Until then, 'tis the path Thou hast trod
Our delight and our comfort shall be;
We're content with Thy staff and Thy rod,
Till with Thee all Thy glory we see. |
| 140 |
G. W. FRASER 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
239 Eltham |
| 1 |
O Lord, our hearts are waiting
That loud triumphant cry,
Which wakes the saints now sleeping,
And to Thee brings them nigh;
When we, with them ascending,
Shall meet Thee in the air,
To gaze upon Thy glory,
And all Thy likeness bear. |
| 2 |
O hour for which in patience
Thou'rt waiting through the night,
Till all Thy saints are gathered,
And brought into the light!
Then, then the church completed,
God maketh no delay;
O Lord, with shouts of triumph
We pass into the day. |
| 3 |
O hour of richest blessing!
When brought to Thee so nigh,
To be Thy joy for ever,
And dwell with Thee on high;
To rest in all that brightness,
And ever there abide;
To find Thy heart delighting
In us Thy heav'nly bride. |
| 4 |
O blessed, coming Saviour,
Speak then the joyous word,
To which our hearts shall answer,
"For ever with the Lord."
And then with Thee, blest Saviour,
We evermore shall be,
In deepest, fullest blessing,
For ever one with Thee. |
| 141 |
T. KELLY L.M.
94 Brookfield |
| 1 |
We sing the praise of Him who died,
Of Him who died upon the cross,
The sinner's hope – let men deride;
For this we count the world but loss. |
| 2 |
Inscribed upon the cross we see,
In shining letters "God is love!"
The Lamb who died upon the tree
Has brought us mercy from above. |
| 3 |
He took our sin and guilt away,
He holds the fainting spirit up;
He cheers with hope the gloomy day,
And sweetens every bitter cup. |
| 4 |
He makes the coward spirit brave,
And nerves the feeble arm for fight;
He takes all terror from the grave,
And gilds the bed of death with light. |
| 5 |
Thou art, O Lord, the cure of woe,
The measure and the pledge of love,
The sinner's refuge here below,
Our theme of praise in heav'n above. |
| 142 |
MISS M. BOWLY C.M.
65 Salzburg |
| 1 |
"Praise ye the Lord, "again, again,
The Spirit strikes the chord;
Nor toucheth He our hearts in vain:
We praise, we praise Thee, Lord. |
| 2 |
Rejoice in Him, ye saints, again,
The Spirit speaks the word;
And faith takes up the happy strain:
Our joy is in Thee, Lord. |
| 3 |
For ever be the glory giv'n
O Lamb of God, to Thee!
Thyself, O Lord, on earth, in heav'n,
Our theme of joy shalt be. |
| 143 |
J. PELLATT 10.10.10.10.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Our God, from Thy blest heart and mind has
spread
The heav'nly light of wisdom all divine,
That we might know in Christ, our living Head,
That which shall e'er all other light outshine. |
| 2 |
And wider still, that to the powers above,
Through the assembly, might be now made
known
All-various wisdom of that searchless love,
That yet shall bind the universe in one. |
| 3 |
Before Thee, Father, we would bow our knees,
That, strengthened by Thy Spirit, Christ may
dwell
Within our hearts: and by the love that sees
That all-divine domain, Thy praise we tell. |
| 4 |
O love well-known, surpassing all our thought,
Love of the Christ, the climax of all good!
Into eternal sunshine we are brought,
Filled unto all the fulness of our God. |
| 145 |
W. TROTTER (1818-1865) C.M.
31 Jackson's |
| 1 |
Behold the Lamb, whose precious blood
Flowed from His riven side;
The power to make our peace with God,
Nor let one spot abide. |
| 2 |
The dying thief beheld that Lamb
Expiring by his side,
And proved the value of the Name
Of Jesus crucified. |
| 3 |
His soul, by virtue of the blood,
To paradise received,
Redemption's earliest trophy stood,,
From sin and death retrieved. |
| 4 |
We, too the cleansing power have known
Of Christ's atoning blood,
By grace have learnt His Name to own,
By whom we're brought to God. |
| 5 |
To Him, then, let our songs ascend,
Who stooped in grace so low;
To Christ, the Lamb, the sinner's Friend,
Let ceaseless praises flow. |
| 146 |
J. PELLATT L.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Into Thy presence, Lord, we come,
And sit in stillness at Thy feet
To hear Thy word, so pure, so sweet,
And find in Thee our spirits' home: |
| 2 |
By faith e'en now to see Thy face,
And hear Thy words of light and love –
Thy witness of the things above –
The substance, Thou, of truth and grace. |
| 3 |
Thus to retire from all around,
And in Thy holy presence be,
Thy beauty, Lord, alone to see,
Thy blessed voice the only sound. |
| 4 |
For to our feeble path down here,
In love Thou dost delight to come;
Responsive love gives Thee a home,
Despised without, but welcomed there! |
| 148 |
B. G. HARDINGHAM C.M.
D121 Dynevor |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, how our souls adore
That perfect love of Thine!
We'd sing its sweetness o'er and o'er,
Immeasurable, divine. |
| 2 |
We think of Thee, God's blessed Son,
Whom heav'nly hosts obeyed,
Girding Thyself to serve Thine own,
And like a bondman made. |
| 3 |
What deep affections moved Thee here,
As Thou didst seek Thy bride,
Joy of Thine heart, to Thee how dear!
Love could not be denied. |
| 4 |
Thou gavest all that love could give,
The goodly pearl to gain;
Thou gav'st Thy life that we might live,
And Thou Thy bride obtain. |
| 5 |
Fruit of that wondrous love of Thine,
We praise, we worship Thee;
Thy love unsearchable, divine,
Our endless song shall be. |
| 149 |
J. G. DECK 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, we remember
The travail of Thy soul,
When through Thy love's deep pity,
The waves did o'er Thee roll.
Baptised in death's dark waters,
For us Thy blood was shed;
For us Thou, Lord of glory,
Wast numbered with the dead. |
| 2 |
O Lord, Thou now art risen,
Thy travail all is o'er;
For sin Thou once hast suffered,
Thou liv'st to die no more.
Sin, death and hell are vanquished
By Thee, the church's Head;
And lo! we share Thy triumphs
Thou first-born from the dead. |
| 3 |
Unto Thy death baptised,
We own with Thee we died;
With Thee, our life, we're risen,
And shall be glorified.
From sin, the world, and Satan,
We're ransomed by Thy blood;
And here would walk as strangers,
Alive with Thee to God. |
| 150 |
J. REVELL C.M.D.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Jesus our Lord, of Thee the King,
Our song shall ever be;
Our tribute now we gladly bring
To offer unto Thee.
Thine hand hath ope'd these lips, once dumb,
To sound Thy praise abroad;
To sing of Thee whilst travelling home
Along the barren road. |
| 2 |
Men sing aloud the praise of man,
The creature of a day,
Whose little life is as span,
Whose glory fades away.
Of Thee our song, God's blessed Son,
In Thee we make our boast –
Th'eternal, changeless, blessed One,
Theme of the ransomed host. |
| 3 |
Creation's work in every land,
Adorned and beautified,
Is marred by man's ungrateful hand,
Where Thou wast crucified.
This makes the earth bright though it seem,
A desert waste to us;
No home can we the place esteem
Which served our Saviour thus. |
| 4 |
Lord Jesus here we wait for Thee,
And as we wait we sing.
E'en now the Morning Star we see
Of earth's rejected King.
Ours then the nobler song to raise,
Before Thine own blest face,
And find unceasing joy in praise
To Thee in that bright place. |
| 151 |
J. G. DECK C.M.
25 Glasgow |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, when we think of Thee,
Of all Thy love and grace,
Our spirits long and fain would see
Thy beauty face to face. |
| 2 |
And though the wilderness we tread,
A barren, thirsty ground,
With thorns and briars overspread,
Where foes and snares abound |
| 3 |
Yet in Thy love such depths we see,
Our souls well forth in praise –
Content ourselves, while, Lord, to Thee
A joyful song we raise. |
| 4 |
Our Lord, our Life, our Rest, our Shield,
Our Rock, our Food, our Light;
Each thought of Thee doth constant yield
Unchanging fresh delight. |
| 5 |
Blest Saviour, keep our spirits stayed,
Hard following after Thee,
Till we, in robes of white arrayed,
Thy face in glory see. |
| 152 |
L. G. MILNER 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.
D152a Southborough
D152b Obed-Edom |
| 1 |
Thou, Lord, to death's domain
Didst go alone.
Death had on Thee no claim,
Thou sinless One!
He who had death's dread power
Met Thee in that dark hour:
Vanquished by Thee his power,
By Thee alone. |
| 2 |
But Thou hast burst the grave,
Risen art Thou;
Death could not Thee enslave,
Death had to bow!
Victorious hast Thou come
Out of the darksome tomb,
Broken the bands of gloom:
Beyond death now. |
| 3 |
What mighty triumphs, Lord,
Thou didst achieve!
What fruitfulness doth God
From Thee receive!
Out of Thy death hath sprung
A wondrous living throng:
All, all to Thee belong,
And in Thee live. |
| 4 |
Firstborn of all Thou art,
Lowly we bow;
Chief in Thy Father's heart –
Chief to us now.
Thou art indeed supreme,
Our great eternal theme,
Worthy of all esteem:
Worthy art Thou! |
| 153 |
UNKNOWN C.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
The mighty God who dwelt in light
Unreached by mortal eye,
As Man came forth the foe to fight,
And won the victory. |
| 2 |
In perfect light was sin laid bare,
And met its utmost due,
While perfect love in triumph there
Revealed salvation too. |
| 3 |
Who but the sinless One could be
Sin-off'ring meet for God?
And who in heav'n or earth but He
Could cleanse me with His blood? |
| 4 |
To save the sinner Jesus came,
To set the captive free;
And now my willing lips proclaim
What He hath done for me. |
| 5 |
His finished work is all my trust,
And now He lives above,
Eternal proof that God is just
In all this way of love. |
| 6 |
Delivered from the wrath to come,
I soon shall see His face;
And praise, in God's eternal home,
The glory of His grace. |
| 154 |
MISS A. S. ORMSBY 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
393 Room for Jesus |
| 1 |
Come! – 'tis Jesus gently calling –
Ye with care and toil opprest,
With your guilt howe'er appalling,
Come, and I will give you rest.
On the cross He once has suffered,
There by Him the work was done;
And the word by God now uttered
To each weary soul is – Come! |
| 2 |
Come! – the Father's house stands open,
With its love and light and song;
And returning to that Father,
All to you may now belong.
From sin's distant land of famine,
Toiling neath the mid-day sun,
To a Father's house of plenty,
And a Father's welcome, Come! |
| 3 |
Come! – for night is gath'ring quickly
O'er this world's fast fleeting day;
If you linger in the darkness,
You will surely miss your way.
From the world and its delusion –
Now our voices rise as one,
While we give God's invitation;
Heav'n itself re-echoes – Come!
|
| 155 |
MISS A. TAYLOR (1782-1866) 6.6.6.6.8.8.
197 Fairford
199 Jubilee / Hope |
| 1 |
What was it, blessed God,
Led Thee to give Thy Son,
To yield Thy Well-beloved
For us by sin undone?
'Twas love unbounded led Thee thus
To give Thy Well-beloved for us. |
| 2 |
What led Thy Son O God,
To come from heav'n on high,
To shed His precious blood,
To suffer and to die?
'Twas love, unbounded love to us,
Led Him to die and suffer thus. |
| 3 |
What moved Thee to impart
Thy Spirit from above,
Therewith to fill our heart
With heav'nly peace and love?
'Twas love, unbounded love to us,
Moved Thee to give Thy Spirit thus. |
| 4 |
What love to Thee we owe,
Our God, for all Thy grace!
Our hearts may well outflow
In everlasting praise.
Gladly, O God, we praise Thee thus
For all Thy boundless love to us. |
| 156 |
H. D'A. CHAMPNEY 8.5.8.5.8.5.8.5.
C7 Praise the Lamb |
| 1 |
Blessed Lord, our hallelujahs
Now to Thee we raise;
Never could we fully utter
All Thy worth and praise.
Praise the Lamb! yes, Thou art worthy,
Who didst shed Thy blood
To redeem Thy saints and make us
Kings and priests to God. |
| 2 |
Yes, we praise Thee, for Thou lov'st us;
And we bless Thee, Lord,
For the peace and joy and gladness
Which Thou dost afford.
Hallelujah! Thou, Lord Jesus,
Canst not cease to love;
Thine we are, and Thine for ever,
One with Thee above. |
| 3 |
Praise the Lord! Yes, hallelujah!
Who would hush the song?
Join with saints from every nation,
Every tribe and tongue.
Praise the Lamb, for He is worthy,
Sweet eternal strain!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Praise the Lord! Amen. |
| 158 |
P. LYON L.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Blest Spirit, Comforter divine,
We seek Thy gracious help this hour;
Give us to hear Thy voice benign,
Cause us afresh to prove Thy power. |
| 2 |
Searcher of depths, the depths of God,
Dispenser Thou of heav'ns store;
To us, our Guide, fresh grace afford,
As love's domain our hearts explore. |
| 3 |
With every thought by Thee controlled,
The truth's pure light would we pursue,
As Thou, blest Spirit, dost unfold
Eternal glories to our view. |
| 159 |
R. H. GRACE C.M.
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, Thou hast drawn our hearts,
That we might near Thee be;
Thy bride, the object of Thy love –
We thus are one with Thee. |
| 2 |
O wondrous joy in union found,
Thou all in all to us!
Thy holy love fills every heart –
Thy joy to have it thus. |
| 3 |
To be for Thee, O Lord, what bliss
No human tongue can tell!
The movements of such love as this
Responsive songs impel. |
| 4 |
Blest Spirit, too, we worship thee;
Thou art in us the power
To know Christ's love and serve Him thus,
Responsive in this hour. |
| 160
| J. N. DARBY 6.4.6.4.
174 Light After Darkness
169 Blessed Hope |
| 1 |
O bright and blessed hope!
When shall it be
That we Thy face, long loved,
Revealed shall see? |
| 2 |
O when, without a cloud,
His features trace,
Whose faithful love so long
We've known in grace; |
| 3 |
That love itself enjoy,
Which ever true,
Did in our feeble path
Its work pursue? |
| 4 |
O Jesus! not unknown,
Thy love shall fill
The heart in which Thou dwell'st,
And shalt dwell still. |
| 5 |
Still, Lord, to see Thy face,
Thy voice to hear;
To know Thy present love,
For ever near; |
| 6 |
To gaze upon Thyself
So faithful known,
Long proved in secret help
With Thee alone; |
| 7 |
To see that love, content,
On us flow forth,
For ever Thy delight,
Clothed with Thy worth! |
| 8 |
Nor what is next Thy heart
Can we forget;
Thy saints, O Lord, with Thee
In glory met. |
| 9 |
Perfect in comeliness
Before Thy face,
Th'eternal witness, all,
Of Thine own grace; |
| 10 |
Together then their songs
Of endless praise,
With one harmonious voice,
In joy they'll raise! |
| 161 |
C. A. COATES (1862-1945) 8.7.8.7.
346 Thou art Worthy |
| 1 |
Son of God, with joy we view Thee
Of God's love the object meet;
While, Lord Jesus Christ, 'tis through Thee
All our blessing is complete. |
| 2 |
As Thy brethren now we hail Thee,
Firstborn of a heav'nly race;
He who has with glory crowned Thee
Called us to this blessed place. |
| 3 |
From the triumph and the glory
Of Thy rest in love divine,
Comes to us the wondrous story,
How God's purpose made us Thine; |
| 4 |
How by dying Thou hast freed us
From the man of sin and shame,
That, unhindered, Thou mightst lead us
Now to know Thy Father's name. |
| 5 |
And, responsive to Thy longing,
We would now abide in love;
Know Thy joy, as those belonging
To Thyself in heav'n above. |
| 6 |
Thus in holy adoration
At Thy feet our hearts would bow,
Who hast brought, in new creation,
Sons of God before Him now. |
| 7 |
And a song is sweetly thrilling
Every heart within the shrine:
Music which God's ear is filling,
Notes which could be only Thine. |
| 162 |
FANNY J.CROSBY (1820-1915) P.M.
129 Blessed Assurance |
| 1 |
Blessed assurance – Jesus is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God;
Born of His Spirit, washed in the blood. |
|
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Saviour all the day long. |
| 2 |
Perfect salvation, all is at rest;
I in my Saviour am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love. |
| 164 |
D. T. HOLDING 11.10.11.10. Dactylic
Tune to come |
| 1 |
Jesus, our Lord, we assemble together,
Here to remember Thyself whom we love,
For as Thine own we are feeling Thine absence,
Though we delight in Thy glory above. |
| 2 |
Now, Lord, together in blessed communion,
Praise we Thy Name as Thyself we await.
Soon wilt Thou take Thine appointed dominion,
Soon shalt appear in Thy royal estate. |
| 3 |
Till Thine outshining Thy death we are showing,
Owning Thee thus as the One without peer;
Whilst, Lord, that death of such shame and deep
suff'ring
Unto Thy lovers Thyself doth endear. |
| 4 |
For Thou hast loved us with love never failing,
Laid down Thy life for us, given Thine all.
Love strong as death has been proved and has
triumphed,
Love which our hearts shall for ever enthrall. |
| 165 |
MISS H. K. BURLINGHAM S.M.
135 Franconia |
| 1 |
'Tis not far off-the hour
When Christ will claim His own;
We soon shall hear that voice of power;
The Lord Himself shall come! |
| 2 |
The days are passing by,
The years flow on apace;
Lord Jesus, Thy return draws nigh,
We long to see Thy face. |
| 3 |
Eternal in the heav'ns
Is our prepared abode –
Radiant and pure in light divine,
The building of our God. |
| 4 |
Then rest, divinely sweet,
Our pilgrim feet shall know;
And through that blest eternity
What tides of praise shall flow! |
| 5 |
In patience, Lord, we wait
For Thee to take us home;
Fulfil to us Thy gracious word.
Amen, Lord Jesus, Come! |