| 166 |
W. LAWRENCE 10.10.10.10.
472 Aziel |
| 1 |
From scenes of conflict, burden, grief and care,
To Thy blest presence, Lord, we now repair;
Thy shadow here provides a calm retreat,
Where sympathies divine our frailty meet. |
| 2 |
To Thee the cause of every sigh is known,
Thou who dost feel the sorrows of Thine own;
Unspoken fears and questions hard to solve,
Before the rays of heav'nly light dissolve. |
| 3 |
Thy well-proved love our confidence inspires
To count upon the grace that never tires;
So would we make Thine interests, Lord, our
care,
And with thanksgiving wait on Thee in prayer. |
| 167 |
MISS F. R. HAVERGAL (1836-1879) 8.5.8.3.
290 Bullinger |
| 1 |
Precious, precious blood of Jesus,
Shed on Calvary!
Shed for rebels, shed for sinners,
Shed for me. |
| 2 |
Precious, precious blood of Jesus!
All the price is paid;
Perfect pardon now is offered,
Peace is made. |
| 3 |
Precious, precious blood of Jesus,
Jesus, God's own Son!
Telling that the work is finished;
All is done. |
| 4 |
Though thy sins are red like crimson,
Deep in scarlet glow,
Jesus' precious blood can make them
White as snow. |
| 5 |
Precious blood, whose full atonement
Bringeth us to God!
Precious blood, our song and glory,
Praise and laud! |
| 168 |
A. H. GRIFFITHS 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
R101 Colwyn |
| 1 |
O blessed God we praise Thee,
In wisdom hast Thou planned
A universe of glory,
Beyond the changing sand
Of time – where men, immortal,
Should dwell in radiant light;
And creature with Creator,
In Thine own realm delight. |
| 2 |
From out those mighty counsels
What treasures have been shown!
Thy choicest thoughts in purpose,
Before the worlds were known –
That we, in Christ, before Thee,
Should share the Son's blest place:
Enjoy, in cloudless favour,
The riches of Thy grace. |
| 3 |
And soon this sonship glory –
Secured in wisdom's way –
Shall be our endless portion
In that eternal day.
So gladly now responsive
Our voices we would raise;
Blest Father, Son and Spirit
To Thee be endless praise!
|
| 170 |
R. C. CHAPMAN (1803-1902) 7.7.7.7.
265 Brandenburg |
| 1 |
King of glory, set on high,
Girt with strength and majesty,
We Thy holy Name confess,
Thee with adoration bless. |
| 2 |
Jesus, mighty Son of God,
Wondrous gift on man bestowed:
Many crowns are on Thy head,
Glorious Firstborn from the dead! |
| 3 |
Gladly, Lord, we bow the knee,
By the Father's just decree,
To His own anointed One,
To His well-beloved Son. |
| 171 |
S. M. WATSON C.M.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
Blest Son of God, we worship Thee;
Thou lovest to draw near
To hearts that wait for Thee alone
And feel Thine absence here. |
| 2 |
Thou camest in of old and all
The heav'nly hosts were stirred,
And now amidst Thine own Thy praise
Unceasingly is heard. |
| 3 |
Thou hast a glory far beyond
The creature's power to tell,
Yet pleased to come, as lowly Man,
'Mid human hearts to dwell. |
| 4 |
Thou hast come in on God's behalf
To crown His wondrous ways,
Firstborn of all to lead the throng
In His eternal praise. |
| 5 |
We praise and worship as we see
Thy glory spread abroad,
And love, that giving all, secures
The universe for God. |
| 172 |
J. HUTTON (1715-1795) C.M.
66 Sawley |
| 1 |
O teach us more of Thy blest ways,
Thou holy Lamb of God!
And fix and root us in Thy grace,
As those redeemed by blood. |
| 2 |
O tell us often of Thy love,
Of all Thy grief and pain;
And let our hearts with joy confess
That thence comes all our gain. |
| 3 |
For this O may we freely count
Vain things of earth but dross;
The dearest object of our love,
Apart from Thee, but loss. |
| 4 |
Engrave this deeply on our hearts
With an eternal pen,
That we may, in a fuller way,
Return Thy love again. |
| 173 |
F. D. WATERFALL 10.10.10.10.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
Thou dwellest now, O God, midst fragrant praise
Resulting from Thine own great work and ways;
Th'assembly in Christ Jesus – ever blest,
And filled to all Thy fullness – is at rest. |
| 2 |
In the Beloved favour now is known
By her whom Christ can call with joy His own;
For whom in love He gave Himself – His bride –
To be with Him in glory, by His side. |
| 3 |
Perpetual freshness marks th'eternal day,
Abiding peace, joy ne'er to fade away;
Off'rings for God are in abundance brought,
Willing response for all that Thou hast wrought. |
| 174 |
C. A. BERNSTEIN (1672-1699) S.M.
137 Grace |
| 1 |
O patient, spotless One,
Our hearts in meekness train
To bear Thy yoke, and learn from Thee,
That we may rest obtain. |
| 2 |
Jesus! Thou art enough
The mind and heart to fill;
Thy patient life – to calm the soul;
Thy love – its fear dispel. |
| 3 |
O fix our earnest gaze
So wholly, Lord, on Thee,
That, with Thy beauty occupied,
We elsewhere none may see. |
| 175 |
MISS H. K. BURLINGHAM 11.11.11.11.
Trochaic 541 Lyndhurst
538 Elim ? Elgar |
| 1 |
Everlasting glory unto Jesus be!
Sing aloud the story of his victory!
How He left the splendour of His home on high,
Came in love so tender, on the cross to die. |
| 2 |
Yes! He came from heaven, suffered in our
stead;
Praise to Him be given, Firstborn from the dead!
Jesus, meek and lowly, came the lost to save;
He, the Victim holy, triumphed o'er the grave. |
| 3 |
Christ is Lord of glory, sing we now today.
Tell abroad the story: own His rightful sway!
Sing aloud, and never cease to spread His fame;
Triumph, now and ever, in the Saviour's name. |
| 177 |
W. R. MASON C.M.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
O wilt Thou to the Saviour come?
This hour He waits for thee,
To cleanse thy conscience, fill thy heart,
Thy captive soul set free. |
| 2 |
Let not thy sins keep thee away,
Since on the cross He died;
And from the dead was raised that we
Might now be justified. |
| 3 |
O see Him there at God's right hand,
Made Lord and Christ above!
Redemption's finished work ensures
That thou His grace canst prove. |
| 4 |
Whate'er thy need He'll meet it now,
In Him thou canst confide;
Take from His hand the blessing free,
And in His love abide. |
| 5 |
The Holy Spirit, too, He'll give,
To fill thy heart with joy,
To fill thy life with power divine,
Thy lips with praise employ. |
| 6 |
And when to glory thou art come,
The joys that thou hast found
Will make, while endless ages roll,
The heav'ns with praise resound. |
| 178 | J. N. DARBY C.M.
30 Irish |
| 1 |
Blest Father, infinite in grace,
Source of eternal joy,
Thou lead'st our hearts to that blest place
Where rest's without alloy. |
| 2 |
There will Thy love find perfect rest,
Where all around is bliss,
Where all in Thee supremely blest,
Thy praise their service is. |
| 3 |
Eternal love their portion is,
Where love has found its rest;
And, filled with Thee the constant mind
Eternally is blest. |
| 4 |
There Christ, the centre of the throng,
Shall in His glory shine,
But not an eye those hosts among
But sees His glory Thine. |
| 5 |
Thy counsels too in all Thine own,
Fulfilled by power divine,
Spread wide the glory of Thy throne,
Where all in glory shine. |
| 6 |
Yet deeper, if a calmer joy
The Father's love shall raise,
And every heart find sweet employ
In His eternal praise. |
| 7 |
Nor is its sweetness now unknown,
Well proved in what it's done;
Our Father's love with joy we own,
Revealed in Christ the Son. |
| 179 |
MRS. G. R. COWELL 13.13.13.13.
(7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.) 549 Passion Chorale
B526 St. Anselm |
| 1 |
The darkest hour, Lord Jesus, that rolled o'er
Thy blest head
Called forth the sweetest fragrance that e'er on
earth was shed
That cup so full so bitter – the wormwood and the
gall –
Directly from Thy Father Thou didst accept it all. |
| 2 |
What perfect meek submission!- Thy will, not
Mine be done –
Obedience full, unquestioned: perfection of a
Son!
Thus prostrate there before Him, Thy sweat as drops
of blood –
And so to be the Victim, the spotless Lamb of
God! |
| 3 |
Yet Thou, O holy Suff'rer, couldst "Abba,
Father!" cry,
Through all Thy woe abiding in sonship's perfect
tie.
O glorious heav'nly Leader, perfect through
suff'ring Thou;
Captain of our salvation! With rev'rent hearts we
bow.
|
| 4 |
Thou hast Thyself, Lord Jesus, our hearts'
affection gained.
How can we give Thee comfort for what Thou
hast sustained?
Entire and full devotion alone can worthy be,
Till, love to love responsive, Thy glorious face we
see. |
| 180 |
T. PORTER 8.8.6.8.8.6.
412 Reuben |
| 1 |
O Lord, how blest-as day by day
We pass along our pilgrim way –
To know that we are Thine!
Thine, through redemption's precious blood,
Which cleansed, which brought us nigh to God
In righteousness divine. |
| 2 |
Thine, ever Thine – to be with Thee,
For where Thou art Thine own must be;
Love will not be alone;
Love's resting-place together shared
With Thee by those Thou hast declared
Through grace to be Thine own. |
| 3 |
O Lord, in meek and godly fear
To follow and to serve Thee here
Do Thou our hearts incline;
To be for Thee where Thou hast been,
Until we reach Thee in that scene
Where Thou wilt own us Thine. |
| 4 |
Lord, may we always own Thy claim,
And overcoming in Thy Name,
From earthliness be free;
And by the daily manna fed,
Renewed in strength, the path we'd tread
Which leads us up to Thee. |
| 181 |
E. WILLIAMS 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
378 Deerhurst
D181 Rex Gloriae |
| 1 |
Glory, Lord, is Thine for ever,
Ever blest – Thou art the Son!
Great the glory Thou art given,
And the glory Thou hast won;
Great the glory and the splendour
Of the holy heav'nly place;
Wonderful the Godhead glory
Shining, Saviour, in Thy Face! |
| 2 |
Lord of glory, Thou didst enter
This dark world of sin and woe;
Great Thy glory that was witnessed
By Thine own while here below.
Thou didst die, and now we praise Thee
In Thy glory, Lord, above;
For in death Thou hast declared
All the fulness of God's love. |
| 3 |
Yes, we see Thee crowned with glory,
Highest honour to Thee giv'n;
But Thy glory, all transcending,
Is the light that shines in heav'n.
Thou art greater, glorious Saviour,
Than the glory Thou hast won;
Thee – the great "I AM"- we worship,
Mighty God, Eternal One! |
| 182 |
MRS. D. PALLISTER 8.8.4.8.8.4.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
We bless Thee, Holy Spirit, Thou
To whom our hearts adoring bow;
We praise Thy Name
As those whose sins are all forgiv'n,
Whose glorious Lord is Christ in heav'n,
Thy joy His fame. |
| 2 |
We marvel at Thy lowly grace,
That Thou shouldst come to take Thy place
In us to dwell –
To undertake in all our need,
To comfort and to intercede:
All must be well! |
| 3 |
We thank Thee for Thy faithful love,
Preparing us to dwell above
In that bright sphere.
Blest Spirit, haste Thy gracious work,
That not a spot may hidden lurk;
Let all be clear. |
| 4 |
Let not our light be burning dim;
Cause all the saints to cry to Him,
Lord Jesus, Come!
His voice we'll hear, His face we'll see,
As, rising, changed, and still with Thee,
We reach our home. |
| 183 |
G. H. S. PRICE 6.4.6.4.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
Come, for the Father's love
For thee doth shine;
All that our God would give
Now may be Thine. |
| 2 |
Christ died upon the cross
That peace divine
By virtue of His blood
Might now be thine. |
| 3 |
Then would the Spirit shed,
In rays benign,
The love of God within
That heart of thine. |
| 4 |
Our hearts are longing too,
As they combine
To plead that all this joy
May now be thine. |
| 5 |
Let not the message pass,
Nor it decline;
Else what is now so near
May ne'er be thine. |
| 6 |
Come, yield to Christ as Lord,
Own Him as thine;
Then thou wilt gladly say,
Yes, all is mine! |
| 184 |
MARY BOWLY 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
250 Missionary |
| 1 |
By Thee, O God, invited,
We look unto the Son,
In whom Thy soul delighted,
Who all Thy will hath done;
And, by the one chief treasure
Thy bosom freely gave,
Thine own pure love we measure,
Thy willing mind to save. |
| 2 |
O God of mercy – Father!
The one unchanging claim,
The brightest hopes, we gather
From Christ's most precious Name;
That Name, which sounds so sweetly
In Thine unwearied ear,
Has freed our souls completely
From all our sinful fear. |
| 3 |
God's favour never waneth
To us-ward who believe;
No dread with us remaineth,
As we His love receive.
Returning sons He kisses,
And with His robe invests;
His perfect love dismisses
All terror from our breasts. |
| 186 |
J. C. TOZER 8.7.8.7.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
Lord, Thy person far transcendeth
Creature mind to comprehend;
But in manhood's form Thou camest,
Theme of praise that ne'er shall end. |
| 2 |
Here the Son, Thy Father loving,
Thou didst in His will delight;
Of His heart the Well-beloved,
O how pleasing in His sight! |
| 3 |
One in all eternal counsels,
Thoughts divine Thou hast made known,
That there should be men made like Thee –
Those whom Thou canst call Thine own. |
| 4 |
Thus in holy, blest communion,
Known in bonds so full and deep,
Drawn together, Lord, so near Thee
Thou our hearts in love dost keep. |
| 5 |
And, rejoicing in such favour,
Praise to Thee we gladly bring;
By the Spirit's power sustained,
Of Thy glory now we sing. |
| 187 |
J. G. SMALL (1817-1888) 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
Iambic
396 Aldwyn |
| 1 |
I've found a Friend, O such a Friend!
He loved me ere I knew Him;
He drew me with the cords of love,
And thus He bound me to Him.
And round my heart still closely twine
Those ties which nought can sever;
For I am His, and He is mine
For ever and for ever. |
| 2 |
I've found a Friend, O such a Friend!
He shed His blood to save me;
And not alone the gift of life,
But His own self He gave me.
Nought that I have mine own I call,
I hold it for the Giver;
My heart, my strength, my life, my all
Are His, and His for ever. |
| 3 |
I've found a Friend, O such a Friend,
So kind, and true, and tender!
So wise a Councillor and Guide,
So mighty a Defender!
From Him who loves me now so well,
What power my soul shall sever?
Shall life or death, shall earth or hell?
No! I am His for ever. |
| 188 |
J. N. DARBY 7.6.7.6.
223 Teignmouth |
| 1 |
We see Thee, Lord of glory,
Descending from above,
And learn the wondrous story
Of God come down in love. |
| 2 |
Thus cradled in a manger,
We see Thee, Jesus, there,
A houseless, homeless Stranger,
Our sorrows all to share. |
| 3 |
O strange yet fit beginning
Of all that life of woe,
In which Thy grace was winning
Poor man his God to know! |
| 4 |
O love, all thought surpassing!
That Thou shouldst with us be,
Nor yet in triumph passing,
But human infancy! |
| 5 |
We gaze upon Thy weakness –
The manger and the cross;
We love Thee for Thy meekness
Through suff'ring, pain and loss. |
| 6 |
We see the Godhead glory
Shine through that human veil,
And, willing, hear the story
Of love that's come to heal. |
| 189 |
J. N. DARBY 7.6.7.6.
219 Pastor |
| 1 |
O Lord, amid corruption,
Where hatred did abound,
Thy path of true perfection
Was light on all around. |
| 2 |
In scorn, neglect, reviling,
Thy patient grace stood fast,
Man's malice unavailing
To move Thy heart to haste. |
| 3 |
O'er all, Thy perfect goodness
Rose blessedly divine;
Poor hearts opprest with sadness
Found ever rest in Thine. |
| 4 |
The strong man in his armour
Thou mettest in Thy grace,
Didst spoil the mighty charmer
Of our unhappy race. |
| 5 |
Disease, and death, and demon,
All fled before Thy word,
As darkness, the dominion
Of day's returning lord! |
| 6 |
Love, that made Thee a mourner
In this sad world of woe,
Proved wretched man a scorner
Of grace that brought Thee low. |
| 7 |
O Lord, Thy love's sweet savour
Shone forth in every deed,
And showed God's loving favour
To every soul in need. |
| 190 |
J. N. DARBY 7.6.7.6.
D190 Zion's Rock |
| 1 |
O Lord, Thy wondrous story
Our inmost soul doth move,
And, ending in the glory,
We trace Thy path of love. |
| 2 |
No eye was found to pity,
No heart to bear Thy woe,
But shame, and scorn, and spitting;
None cared Thy Name to know. |
| 3 |
O day of greatest sorrow,
Day of unfathomed grief!
When Thou didst taste the horror
Of wrath without relief. |
| 4 |
Thus, with all grief aquainted,
Blest Man of sorrows here,
Thy love, by ill untainted,
To death Thy feet did bear. |
| 5 |
In death, obedience yielding
To God Thy Father's will,
Love still its power was wielding
To meet all human ill. |
| 6 |
But, O divine Sojourner,
Midst man's unfathomed ill,
Love that made Thee a mourner,
It is not man's to tell! |
| 7 |
We worship when we see Thee
In all Thy sorrowing path;
We long soon to be with Thee
Who bore for us the wrath! |
| 8 |
Come then, expected Saviour;
Thou Man of sorrows, Come!
Almighty, blest deliv'rer,
And take us to Thee – home. |
| 191 |
J. MONTGOMERY (1771-1854) 7.7.7.7.
268 Hart's |
| 1 |
Father, praise to Thee we give;
In Thy favour now we live;
Joying in Thy holy love,
And the light from heav'n above. |
| 2 |
Praise to Thee, O Lord we bring,
Christ, the Prophet, Priest and King;
Glad we raise our sweetest strain
To the Lamb that once was slain. |
| 3 |
Praise to Thee, the Holy Ghost,
Sent from heav'n at Pentecost;
'Tis through Thee that now we live,
And our praises freely give. |
| 4 |
Blest our portion, thus to be
Glorying blessed God, in Thee;
Thou our voices lov'st to hear,
Sonship's songs delight Thine ear. |
| 192 |
MISS F. J. ELWOOD (1830-1927) 8.8.6.8.8.6.
D223 Lonsdale |
| 1 |
We love, Lord Jesus, to recall
Thyself, for Thou hast giv'n Thine all
For us on Calv'ry's tree.
To Thee in thankfulness we turn,
With souls that glow, with hearts that yearn
Thy glory, Lord, to see. |
| 2 |
By love constrained, Thy death we deem
Our point of severance from this scene
Where man Thy rights did spurn;
To us earth stands in shadow now,
(For Thou art absent), until Thou,
Lord Jesus, shalt return. |
| 3 |
No earth-bound prospect would we know,
But stand expectant, while we show
Thy death as years roll on.
Thy perfect love our strength shall be
To hold in faith and constancy
The ground that Thou hast won. |
| 193 |
N. B. STEWART C.M.
64 St. Stephen |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, we rejoice that Thou
Shouldst find in us delight;
As sanctified, Thy brethren now
Are precious in Thy sight. |
| 2 |
Thy love all distance must remove,
And draw us near to Thee;
And by the Spirit now we prove
The love that sets us free. |
| 3 |
Thy many brethren gladly own
The Firstborn's place is Thine;
Its rights belong to Thee alone,
And there Thy glories shine. |
| 4 |
Thou dost our hearts as one unite
To own Thee, Lord, supreme;
Thy beauties fill our raptured sight,
Thyself our glorious theme. |
| 194 |
T. KELLY 11.11.11.11.
D173 St. Luke |
| 1 |
The night is far spent, and the day is at hand;
No sign to be looked for: the Star's in the sky.
Rejoice then, ye saints, 'tis your Lord's own
command;
Rejoice, for the coming of Jesus draws nigh. |
| 2 |
How bright then that day when the Saviour
appears!
How welcome to those who have shared in His
cross!
A crown incorruptible then will be theirs,
A rich compensation for suff'ring and loss. |
| 3 |
No loss in this world can compare with that day,
With glory that then will from heav'n be
revealed.
The Saviour is coming, His people may say,
The Lord whom we look for, our Sun and our
Shield. |
| 4 |
Lord, kindle within us a holy desire,
Like that which was found in Thy people of old,
Who tasted Thy love, and whose hearts were on
fire,
While waiting, in patience, Thy face to behold.
|
| 195 |
MISS F. T. WIGRAM L.M.
105 Homage 95 Carey's |
| 1 |
Worthy of homage and of praise,
Worthy by all to be adored,
Exhaustless theme of heav'nly lays,
Thou, Thou art worthy, Jesus, Lord! |
| 2 |
To Thee e'en now our song we raise,
Though sure the tribute mean must prove;
No mortal tongue can tell Thy ways,
So full of life, and light, and love. |
| 3 |
Yet, Saviour, Thou shalt have full praise;
We soon shall meet Thee on the cloud;
We soon shall see Thee face to face,
In glory praising as we would. |
| 196 |
A. MIDLANE S.M.
147 Ripon
157 Venice |
| 1 |
"All things are ready," Come!
Come to the supper spread;
Come, rich and poor: come old and young,
Come and be richly fed. |
| 2 |
"All things are ready," Come!
The invitation's giv'n
Through Him who now in glory sits
At God's right hand in heav'n. |
| 3 |
"All things are ready," Come!
The door is open wide;
O feast upon the love of God,
For Christ His Son has died! |
| 4 |
"All things are ready," Come!
All hindrance is removed,
And God commends His wondrous love
In Christ so fully proved. |
| 5 |
"All things are ready," Come!
Tomorrow may not be;
O sinner, come, the Saviour waits
This hour to welcome thee! |
| 197 |
T. HAWEIS 8.8.8.8.
421 Confianza |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love
Our souls shall forever delight,
And sing of Thy glory above
In praises by day and by night. |
| 2 |
Wherever we follow Thee, Lord,
Admiring, adoring, we see
That love which was stronger than death
Flow out without limit, and free. |
| 3 |
Descending from glory on high,
With men Thy delight was to dwell,
Contented our Surety to die,
The love of Thy heart thus to tell. |
| 4 |
Enduring the grief and the shame,
Thou barest our sins on the cross.
O who would not boast of this love,
And count the world's glory but loss? |
| 198 |
S. P. TREGELLES S.M.
138 Huddersfield |
| 1 |
"One Spirit," glorious Lord!
O blessed, wondrous word!
What heav'nly light, what power divine,
Doth that sweet word afford! |
| 2 |
No longer now alone,
Thou'rt risen from the dead;
Thou dost Thy church to Thee unite,
Thyself th'ascended Head. |
| 3 |
With deepest joy, O Lord,
We see Thee glorified,
And know that Thou dost love Thy church,
Thy body and Thy bride. |
| 4 |
Now one with Thee above,
With Thee for ever blest,
Soon shalt Thou take us to Thy side,
Where love shall be at rest. |
| 5 |
There shall we drink the stream
Of endless bliss above;
There shall we know, without a cloud,
Thy deep unbounded love. |
| 199 |
C. C. ELLIOTT (1866-1949) C.M.
18 Eagley |
| 1 |
Lord Jesus Christ, our living Head,
How bright Thy glories shine!
Unique in Thy humanity:
Eternally divine. |
| 2 |
Thou wast before created things,
Of all the Author Thou;
Upholder of the universe,
To Thee as God we bow. |
| 3 |
The creature mind, how e'er sublime,
Thine Essence cannot know,
Yet we, to Thee in majesty,
With reverence bend low. |
| 4 |
But in Thy manhood's glorious state
Our thankful hearts rejoice;
For of Thy body, Lord, are we,
Of love divine the choice. |
| 5 |
Great source of wisdom, power and food,
All riches from Thee flow;
Thou on Thy church, Thy fulness here,
All treasure dost bestow. |
| 6 |
So unto Thee, our glorious Head,
Our tribute now we bring;
In nearness, by the Spirit's power,
In heav'nly measures sing. |
| 200 | J. N. DARBY 7.6.7.6.
224 Weber |
| 1 |
O Jesus, precious Saviour,
O when wilt Thou return?
Our hearts, with woe familiar,
To Thee our Master turn. |
| 2 |
Our woe is Thine, Lord Jesus;
Our joy is in Thy love;
But woe and joy all lead us
To Thee in heav'n above. |
| 3 |
To Thee we look, Lord Jesus,
To Thee whose love we know;
We wait the power that frees us
From bondage, sin and woe. |
| 4 |
We look for Thine appearing,
Thy presence here to bless;
We greet the day that's nearing,
When all this woe shall cease. |
| 5 |
But O for us, blest Saviour,
How brighter far the lot,
To be with Thee for ever,
Where evil enters not! |
| 6 |
To see Thee who hast loved us,
Then face to face above,
Whose grace at first had moved us
To taste and know Thy love! |
| 7 |
With Thee, O Lord, for ever
Our souls shall be content;
Nor act nor thought shall ever
Full joy with Thee prevent. |
| 8 |
Thy Father's perfect favour
Our dwelling place shall be;
And all His glory ever
Shine forth on us through Thee. |
| 9 |
O come then soon, Lord Jesus,
In patience still we wait –
Await the power that frees us –
Our longed-for heav'nly seat. |
| 201 |
A. P. CECIL S.M.
152 Solyma |
| 1 |
Thou Holy One and True,
Our hearts in Thee confide,
And in the circle of Thy love
As brethren we abide. |
| 2 |
In Thee the Father rests,
His own anointed One;
In Thee He ever finds delight,
His well-beloved Son. |
| 3 |
In Thee we find delight,
Firstborn 'mongst brethren Thou;
To Thy blest Name, O Lord, we cling,
To Thy sure word we bow. |
| 4 |
Teach us that Name to own,
Whilst waiting, Lord, for Thee;
Unholiness and sin to shun,
From all untruth to flee. |
| 202 |
H. D'A. CHAMPNEY 11.10.11.10.9.11.
531 Pilgrims R275 Drumbathie |
| 1 |
Hark! hark! the voice of Christ, the sinner's
Saviour,
In glory seated on His Father's throne,
Telling of love and everlasting favour
For sinners far from God, by sin undone.
Message of Jesus, message of love,
Telling of welcome to that bright home above! |
| 2 |
Blest words! they speak to us of God's salvation,
Worked out by Christ alone upon the cross,
Who by His blood redeems from every nation,
And saved His people from eternal loss.
Message of Jesus, message of love,
Telling of welcome to that bright home above! |
| 3 |
Soon Jesus' voice of love may cease appealing,
And, to your loss, the door of mercy close;
Spurn not the voice of Him with heart so feeling,
Who proved His love by dying for His foes.
Message of Jesus, message of love,
Telling of welcome to that bright home above! |
| 203 |
A. O. R. LABETT 10.10.10.10.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
O Lord, as now we gather to Thy Name
Here in the scene of Thy reproach and shame,
Our minds are filled with precious thoughts of Thee,
And of Thy word, This do, remember Me. |
| 2 |
We view these emblems and would Thee recall,
The One who in Thy love hast giv'n Thine all;
Such wondrous giving that we fain would be
Yielded in mind and heart, O Lord, to Thee. |
| 3 |
So now, as one, our willing voices raise
A song of love, rejoicing in Thy praise;
Our hearts exult in thankfulness to Thee.
For Thine almighty love has set us free. |
| 204 |
A. ANGUS L.M.
D237a Calm
D237b Ormeau |
| 1 |
O love divine! which had its source,
Our blessed God, in Thee alone;
When time had fully run its course,
Thy Son came forth to make it known. |
| 2 |
Sent forth from Thee, Thy words to speak,
Anointed, to fulfil Thy will;
Thy Holy One, alone unique,
With great delight Thy heart did fill. |
| 3 |
That fragrant life, in death's domain
Laid down, devoted to Thy will;
As Firstborn now He lives again,
With many sons Thy house to fill. |
| 4 |
Father, we praise Thy glorious Name,
Knowing the joy that fills Thy heart,
To have us holy, without blame
In Him, our blest and endless part. |
| 205 |
ANONYMOUS 6.6.8.4.
208 Easton |
| 1 |
O Jesus, Lamb of God,
Who, us to save from loss,
Didst taste the bitter cup of death
Upon the cross! |
| 2 |
Most merciful High Priest,
Our Saviour, Shepherd, Friend,
'Tis in Thy faithful love we trust
Until the end. |
| 3 |
Thou wilt our souls sustain,
Our Guide and Strength wilt be,
Until in glory, Lord, above,
Thy face we see. |
| 206 |
J. N. DARBY 8.7.8.7.
343 Springfield 335 Riposo |
| 1 |
Where the saints in glory thronging,
Where they feed on life's blest Tree –
There is stilled each earnest longing,
Satisfied our souls shall be. |
| 2 |
Safety – where no foe approaches;
Rest – where toil shall be no more;
Joy – whereon no grief encroaches;
Peace – where strife shall all be o'er: |
| 3 |
Where deceiver ne'er can enter,
Sin-soiled feet have never trod;
Free, our peaceful feet may venture
In the paradise of God. |
| 4 |
Drink of life's perennial river,
Feed on life's perennial food,
Christ, the fruit of life, and Giver –
Safe through His redeeming blood. |
| 5 |
Object of eternal pleasure,
Perfect in Thy work divine!
Lord of glory! without measure
Worship, joy and praise are Thine. |
| 207 |
MISS J. E. GRESSWELL 10.10.10.10.
480 Deramore |
| 1 |
O Lord, it is Thyself: none, none but Thee
Could so call forth response from every heart;
The love that stood the test of Calv'ry's tree
Doth to our longing souls fresh joy impart. |
| 2 |
Thou speakest, Lord, of Him Thou hast
revealed,
Thy Father, whom Thou lov'st – His glory,
Thine.
Thou, His eternal joy, Thyself didst yield
To bring to pass His thoughts of love divine. |
| 3 |
Thy heart, our God, made known – all, all is
told!
The glory of Thy love, all time before,
He to our raptured hearts doth now unfold,
And moves our souls to worship and adore. |
| 4 |
O circle of affections all divine.
The foretaste of eternity's bright scene,
Where all the glories of His love shall shine
In everlasting joy and peace serene! |
| 208 |
J. HART 8.7.8.7.4.7.
D314 Even Me |
| 1 |
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Open wide stands mercy's door;
Jesus ready waits to save you,
Full of pity, love and power:
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more. |
| 2 |
Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him:
This He gives you,
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. |
| 3 |
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all:
Not the righteous,
Sinners Jesus came to call. |
| 210 |
W. F. LLOYD (1791-1853) S.M.
130 Austin |
| 1 |
Our times are in Thy hand;
Father, we wish them there;
Our life, our souls, our all, we leave
Entirely to Thy care. |
| 2 |
Our times are in Thy hand,
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee. |
| 3 |
Our times are in Thy hand;
Why should we doubt or fear?
Our Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear. |
| 4 |
Our times are in Thy hand;
Jesus, once crucified,
Now leads His own with tender care,
Our Shepherd, Guard and Guide. |
| 5 |
Our times are in Thy hand;
Christ is our Advocate!
No creature power from love divine
Our souls shall separate. |
| 6 |
Our times are in Thy hand;
We'd always trust in Thee,
Till we have left this weary land,
And Christ in glory see. |
| 211 |
G. GUSTAFSSON 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
From Swedish 395 Waiting for the Morning
387 Kenelgin |
| 1 |
God and Father, we Thy children
Would in meekness hear Thy word;
Undistracted, hearts responsive,
As Thy Spirit strikes the chord;
All Thy mind we would be learning,
As the desert path we trace;
Thine we are, and would be leaning
Ever on Thy boundless grace. |
| 2 |
Still the Spirit is unfolding
Heights of glory Thou hast giv'n,
And our eyes by faith are seeing
Christ at Thy right hand in heav'n;
As on earth His path was trodden,
Ever subject to Thy will,
As the Man of all Thy counsels,
Who the universe shall fill. |
| 3 |
When with joy we thus behold Him,
When His greatness fills our sight,
Gladly we His rights acknowledge,
Object blest of heav'n's delight.
Then our hearts bow down before Him,
This world's glory waxeth dim;
Every hindrance then must vanish,
All be subject unto Him. |
| 4 |
God our Father, Thee we worship,
Praise Thee evermore that Thou
Leadest us in triumph, telling
All Thy boundless love e'en now.
May we therefore still be learning,
In Thy word Thy counsels trace,
Till the day that Thou displayest
All the glory of Thy grace! |
| 212 |
R. D. EDWARDS 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.7.7.
B379 Boundless Love
398 Seeds of Kindness
399 Source of Blessing
R196 Wondrous Story |
| 1 |
O the love of God is boundless,
Perfect, causeless, full and free!
Doubts have vanished, fears are groundless,
Now I know that love to me;
Love, the source of all my blessing,
Love that set itself on me:
Love that gave the spotless Victim,
Love told out at Calvary.
'Tis love displayed by Jesus,
When alone at Calvary. |
| 2 |
O the cross of Christ is wondrous!
There I learn God's heart to me;
Midst the silent, deep'ning darkness,
"God is light" I also see.
Holy claims of justice finding
Full expression in that scene,
Light and love alike are telling
What yon woe and suff'rings mean.
My guilt was borne by Jesus
When in darkness on the tree. |
| 3 |
O the sight in heav'n is glorious!
Man in righteousness is there;
Once the Victim, now victorious,
Jesus lives in glory fair!
Him, who met the claims of glory
And the need of ruined man
On the cross – O wondrous story!-
God has set at His right hand.
How rightly crowned is Jesus,
He who once atonement made! |
| 213 |
J. G. DECK 10.10.10.10.
494 Morning Star |
| 1 |
In hope we lift our wishful, longing eyes,
Waiting to see the glorious Sun arise;
How bright, how gladsome will His advent be
When He shines forth in radiant majesty! |
| 2 |
How will our eyes to see His face delight,
Whose love has cheered us through the
darksome night!
How will our ears drink in His well-known voice,
Whose faintest whisper makes our souls rejoice! |
| 3 |
No stain within, no foes or snares around;
No jarring notes shall there discordant sound;
All pure without, all pure within the breast;
No thorns to wound, no toil to mar our rest. |
| 4 |
If here on earth the thoughts of Jesus' love
Lift our poor hearts this weary world above:
If even here the taste of heav'nly springs
So cheers the spirit that the pilgrim sings:– |
| 5 |
What will the sunshine of His glory prove!
What the unmingled fulness of His love!
What hallelujahs will His presence raise!
What but one loud eternal burst of praise! |
| 214 |
D. T. HOLDING 7.6.7.6.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
To Thee, blest Holy Spirit,
We render homage now;
Before Thy holy Person
Adoringly we bow. |
| 2 |
For Thou hast e'er a glory
Beyond the sphere of time
And creature understanding,
In Deity sublime. |
| 3 |
Unseen, Thou seest all things,
Great power and wisdom Thine.
God's treasured store dispensing,
Thou searchest depths divine. |
| 4 |
The majesty of Godhead
Calls worship forth to Thee,
And this Thy due with gladness
We give Thee rev'rently. |
| 215 |
E. DENNY C.M.
51 Rest / Maker |
| 1 |
Hope of our hearts, O Lord, art Thou,
The glorious Star of day;
Thou wilt shine forth, and chase the night
With all our tears away. |
| 2 |
No resting-place we seek on earth,
No loveliness we see;
Our eye is on the crown above,
Prepared for us by Thee. |
| 3 |
But blessed Lord, however bright
The crown of joy above,
What is it to the brighter hope
Of dwelling in Thy love? |
| 4 |
There near Thy heart upon the throne,
Thy cherished bride shall see
What grace was in the suff'ring Lamb,
Who died to make us free. |
| 216 |
J. G. DECK L.M.
D216 Church Triumphant
106 Keble |
| 1 |
Lord, we rejoice that Thou art gone
To sit upon Thy Father's throne;
Thy path of shame and suff'ring o'er,
Thy heart shall grieve and mourn no more. |
| 2 |
With joy our wond'ring hearts retrace
Thy ways on earth of power and grace;
We sit as learners at Thy feet,
Thy words than honey far more sweet. |
| 3 |
We gaze with wonder at Thy cross,
With all its suff'ring, shame and loss,
Where Thou for us wast crucified,
And, for our sins, a victim died. |
| 4 |
We love to look within the tomb,
Robbed by Thy death of all its gloom;
The stone forever rolled away:
Thy death the power of death did slay. |
| 5 |
We joy to see Thee, Lord, arise
Triumphant through the opening skies,
And hear all heav'n united own
Thee worthy to ascend the throne. |
| 6 |
Lord, now we wait for Thee to come,
And take us to Thy Father's home;
What everlasting joy 'twill be
To live eternally with Thee! |
| 217 |
ANONYMOUS 9.9.6.6.4.
450 Almost Persuaded 451 Collingwood
R241 Thomas R240 Scotstoun R239 Dunure |
| 1 |
Why unbelieving? Why wilt thou spurn
Love that so gently pleads thy return?
Come, ere thy fleeting day
Fades into night away;
Now mercy's call obey:
To Jesus come. |
| 2 |
Why not, believing, come to the Lord?
Trust in the Saviour, doubt not His word.
Think, 'twas for Thee He died;
Think of Him crucified!
Now to the Glorified,
To Jesus come. |
| 3 |
Why unbelieving? Thou canst be blest,
Jesus will pardon, He'll give thee rest.
Why wilt thou longer wait?
Haste to the open gate;
Come, ere it be to late,
To Jesus come! |
| 219 |
A. W. G. TURNER 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.
Tune to Come |
| 1 |
God is sending out the message
Of His wondrous love and grace,
Sends it from the highest glory,
Radiant in the Saviour's face.
O this precious light is telling
God's full favour now to man:
From the glory it is streaming –
Ne'er such news since time began! |
| 2 |
God has full delight in Jesus,
Brightest glory He has won;
He has died, and through His dying
All God's pleasure will be done.
O what blessing in believing
In the One who came to die,
And the glorious light receiving
Of God's Son enthroned on high! |
| 3 |
God has given all to Jesus,
All shall prosper in His hand;
Every knee shall bow to Jesus
All obey God's own command.
Come then, trust this peerless Saviour,
Prove the riches of His grace;
Live forever in God's favour
As it shines in Jesus' face! |
| 220 |
MISS F. R. HAVERGAL 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.
(1836-1879) Tune to Come |
| 1 |
I could not do with out Thee,
O Saviour of the lost,
Whose precious blood redeemed me
At such tremendous cost!
Thy righteousness, Thy pardon,
Thy precious blood must be
My only hope and comfort,
My glory and my plea! |
| 2 |
Why will you do without Him?
The word of God is true:
The world to doom is passing,
And you are passing too.
It may be no tomorrow
Shall dawn on you or me;
Why will you risk the peril
Of lost eternity? |
| 3 |
But with Him – O, with Jesus!
Are any words so blest?
With Jesus, joy unending,
And everlasting rest!
With Jesus – hearts now empty
Filled with His perfect love;
His perfect peace each moment,
Till perfect bliss above. |