MEDIATORIAL REIGN.208L. M.Of his kingdom there shall be no end.Luke 1:33.King Jesus, reign for evermore,Unrivaled in thy courts above;While we, with all thy saints, adoreThe wonders of redeeming love.2No other Lord but thee we’ll knowNo other power but thine confess;We’ll spread thine honors while below,And heaven shall hear us shout thy grace.3We’ll sing along the heavenly roadThat leads us to thy blest abode;Till with the vast unnumbered throngWe join in heaven’s triumphant song—4Till with pure hands and voices sweet,We cast our crowns at Jesus feet,And sing of everlasting loveIn everlasting strains above.Wardlaw’s Coll.209L. M.All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.Jesus shall reign where’er the sunDoes his successive journeys run;His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,Till moons shall wax and wane no more.2For him shall endless prayer be made,And praises throng to crown his head;His name like sweet perfume shall riseWith every morning sacrifice.3People and realms of every tongueDwell on his love with sweetest song;And infant voices shall proclaimTheir early blessings on his name.4Blessings abound where’er he reigns;The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,The weary find eternal rest,And all the sons of want are blest.5Where he displays his healing power,Death and the curse are known no more;In him the tribes of Adam boastMore blessings than their father lost.6Let every creature rise, and bringPeculiar honors to our King;Angels descend with songs again,And earth repeat the long Amen.Watts.210L. M.Give the King thy judgments.Psalm 72:1.Exalted Prince of Life, we ownThe royal honors of thy throne;’Tis fixed by God’s almighty hand,And seraphs bow at thy command.2Exalted Saviour, we confessThe mighty triumphs of thy grace;Where beams of gentle radiance shineAnd temper majesty divine.3Wide thy resistless scepter sway,Till all thine enemies obey;Wide let thy cross its virtues prove,And conquer millions by its love!Doddridge.211L. M.My heart is inditing a good matter.Psalm 45:1.Now be my heart inspired to singThe glories of my Saviour King;He comes with blessings from above,And wins the nations to his love.2Thy throne, O Lord, for ever stands;Grace is the scepter in thy hands;Thy laws and works are just and right,But truth and mercy thy delight.3Let endless honors crown thy head;Let every age thy praises spread;Let all the nations know thy word,And every tongue confess thee Lord.212L. M.I know that my Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.He lives! the great Redeemer lives!What joy the blest assurance gives!And now, before his Father, God,Pleads the full merit of his blood.2Repeated crimes awake our fears,And justice armed with frowns appears;But in the Saviour’s lovely faceSweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.3In every dark, distressful hour,When sin and Satan join their power,Let this dear hope repel the dart,That Jesus bears us on his heart.4Great Advocate, almighty Friend!On him our humble hopes depend;Our cause can never, never fail,For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.Mrs. Steele.213L. M.Let the whole earth be filled with his glory.Psalm 72:19.Great God! whose universal swayThe known and unknown worlds obey,Now give the kingdom to thy Son;Extend his power, exalt his throne.2Thy scepter well becomes his hands;All heaven submits to his commands;His justice shall avenge the poor,And pride and rage prevail no more.3The heathen lands, that lie beneathThe shades of overspreading death,Revive at his first dawning light;And deserts blossom at the sight.4The saints shall flourish in his days,Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;Peace, like a river, from his throneShall flow to nations yet unknown.Watts.214L. M.The Lord is King.The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice!From world to world the joy shall ring—“The Lord omnipotent is King!”2The Lord is King! who then shall dareResist his will, distrust his care?Holy and true are all his ways:Let every creature speak his praise.Conder.215L. M.He humbled himself.Phil. 2:8.O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord!Saviour of all who trust thy word!To them who seek thee, ever near,Now to our praises bend thine ear.2In thy dear cross a grace is found—It flows from every streaming wound—Whose power our inbred sin controls,Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls!3Thou didst create the stars of night:Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light—Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,A mortal’s painful lot to bear.4When thou didst hang upon the tree,The quaking earth acknowledged thee;When thou didst there yield up thy breath,The world grew dark as shades of death.5Now in the Father’s glory high,Great Conqueror, never more to die,Us by thy mighty power defend,And reign through ages without end!Ray Palmer.216L. M.His promises are yea and amen.Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes,To that bright seat, where, placed on high,The great, the atoning sacrifice,For me, for all, is ever nigh.2Be thou my guard on peril’s brink;Be thou my guide through weal or woe;And teach me of thy cup to drink,And make me in thy faith to go.3For what is earthly change or loss?Thy promises are still my own:The feeblest frame may bear thy cross,The lowliest spirit share thy throne.217L. M.Let all the angels of God worship him.Heb. 1:6.Thee we adore, O gracious Lord!We praise thy name with one accord;Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,Through all the world do worship thee.2To thee aloud all angels cry,And ceaseless raise their songs on high,Both cherubim and seraphim,The heavens and all the powers therein:3The apostles join the glorious throng;The prophets swell the immortal song;The martyrs’ noble army raiseEternal anthems to thy praise.4Thee, holy, holy, holy King!Thee, O Lord God of hosts, they sing:Thus earth below, and heaven above,Resound thy glory and thy love.218L. M.He hath the keys of hell and of death.Rev. 1:18.Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,Who holds the keys of death and hell;The spacious world unseen is his,The sovereign power becomes him well.2In shame and anguish once he died;But now he lives for ever more;Bow down, you saints, around his seat,And all you angel bands adore.3Live, live for ever, glorious Lord,To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,While all thy chosen tribes rejoiceThat thy dominion never ends.4Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,Guided by wisdom and by love;Worthy to rule our mortal lives,O’er worlds below and worlds above.5For ever reign, victorious King!Wide through the earth thy name be known;And call our longing souls to singSublimer anthems near thy throne.Doddridge.219L. M.My Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.I know that my Redeemer lives;What comfort this sweet sentence gives!He lives, he lives who once was dead,He lives, my ever-living Head!2He lives to bless me with his love,He lives to plead for me above,He lives my hungry soul to feed,He lives to bless in time of need.3He lives to grant me rich supply,He lives to guide me with his eye,He lives to comfort me when faint,He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.4He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend,He lives, and loves me to the end;He lives, and while he lives I’ll sing,He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!5He lives, and grants me daily breath;He lives, and I shall conquer death;He lives my mansion to prepare,He lives to bring me safely there.6He lives, all glory to his name!He lives, my Jesus, still the same!O the sweet joy this sentence gives—I know that my Redeemer lives!Medley.220L. M.No other name.Acts 4:12.Jesus, the spring of joys divine,Whence all our hopes and comforts flow:Jesus, no other name but thineCan save us from eternal woe.2In vain would boasting reason findThy way to happiness and God;Her weak directions leave the mindBewildered in a dubious road.3No other name will heaven approve;Thou art the true, the living way,Ordained by everlasting love,To the bright realms of endless day.4Here let our constant feet abide,Nor from the heavenly path depart;O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide!Direct our steps, and cheer our heart.5Safe lead us through this world of night,And bring us to the blissful plains—The regions of unclouded lightWhere perfect joy for ever reigns.Mrs. Steele.221L. M.Excellency of the knowledge of Christ.Let everlasting glories crownThy head, my Saviour and my Lord;Thy hands have brought salvation down,And stored the blessings in thy word.2In vain the trembling conscience seeksSome solid ground to rest upon;With long despair the spirit breaks,Till we apply to Christ alone.3How well thy blesséd truths agree!How wise and holy thy commands!Thy promises, how firm they be!How firm our hope and comfort stands!4Should all the forms that men deviseAssault my faith with treacherous art,I’d call them vanity and lies,And bind the gospel to my heart.Watts.222L. M.Lord, to whom shall we go?John 6:68.Thou only Sovereign of my heart,My Refuge, my almighty Friend—And can my soul from thee depart,On whom alone my hopes depend?2Whither, ah! whither shall I go,A wretched wanderer from my Lord?Can this dark world of sin and woeOne glimpse of happiness afford?3Eternal life thy words impart;On these my fainting spirit lives;Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,Than all the round of nature gives.4Let earth’s alluring joys combine;While thou art near, in vain they call!One smile, one blissful smile of thine,My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.5Thy name my inmost powers adore;Thou art my life, my joy, my care;Depart from thee—’tis death—’tis more—’Tis endless ruin, deep despair!6Low at thy feet my soul would lie;Here safety dwells, and peace divine;Still let me live beneath thine eye,For life, eternal life, is thine.Mrs. Steele.223L. M.Christ the Way, the Truth, and the Life.Thou art the way; and he who sighs,Amid this starless waste of woe,To find a pathway to the skies,A light from heaven’s eternal glow,By thee must come, thou gate of love,Through which the saints undoubting trod,Till faith discovers, like the dove,An ark, a resting-place in God.2Thou art the Truth, whose steady dayShines on through earthly blight and bloom;The pure, the everlasting Ray,The Lamp that shines e’en in the tomb;The light that out of darkness springs,And guideth those that blindly go;The Word whose precious radiance flingsIts luster upon all below.3Thou art the Life, the blesséd WellWith living waters gushing o’er,Which those that drink shall ever dwellWhere sin and thirst are known no more,Thou art the mystic Pillar given,Our Lamp by night, our Light by day;Thou art the sacred Bread from heaven;Thou art the Life, the Truth, the Way.224L. M. 6 lines.A very present help in trouble.Psalm 46:1.Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand,And guard in fierce temptation’s hour;Support by thy almighty hand,Show forth in me thy saving power;Still be thine arm my sure defense,Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence.2In suffering be thy love my peace,In weakness be thy love my power;And when the storms of life shall cease,O, Saviour, in that trying hour,In death, as life, be thou my guide,And save me, who for me hast died.C. Wesley.225L. M. 6 lines.Christ all and in all.Jesus, thou source of calm repose,All fullness dwells in thee divine;Our strength, to quell the proudest foes;Our light, in deepest gloom to shine;Thou art our fortress, strength, and tower,Our trust, and portion, evermore.2Jesus, our Comforter, thou artOur rest in toil, our ease in pain;The balm to heal each broken heart:In storms our peace, in loss our gain;Our joy, beneath the worldling’s frown;In shame, our glory and our crown:3In want, our plentiful supply;In weakness, our almighty power;In bonds, our perfect liberty;Our refuge in temptation’s hour;Our comfort, ’midst all grief and thrall;Our life in death; our all in all.226L. M. 6 lines.Prophet, Priest, and King.My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide,Thy sweet instructions I will hear;The words that from thy lips proceed,O how divinely sweet they are!Thee, my great Prophet, I would love,And imitate the blest above.2My great High Priest, whose precious bloodDid once atone upon the cross,Who now dost intercede with God,And plead the friendless sinner’s cause:In thee I trust, thee would I love,And imitate the blest above.3My King supreme, to thee I bowA willing subject at thy feet;All other lords I disavow,And to thy government submit;My Saviour King, this heart would love,And imitate the blest above.227L. M.He is precious.1 Peter 2:7.Jesus! the very thought is sweet;In that dear name all heart-joys meet;But sweeter than the honey farThe glimpses of his presence are.2No word is sung more sweet than this;No name is heard more full of bliss;No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,Than Jesus, Son of God, most high.3Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn!How good to them for sin that mourn;To them that seek thee, O how kind!But what art thou to them that find?4No tongue of mortal can express,No letters write its blessedness;Alone, who hath thee in his heart,Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art.Bernard.228C. M.Christ a merciful High PriestWith joy we meditate the graceOf our High Priest above:His heart is full of tenderness;His bosom glows with love.2Touched with a sympathy within,He knows our feeble frame;He knows what sore temptations mean,For he has felt the same.3He in the days of feeble flesh,Poured out his cries and tears;And in his measure feels afreshWhat every member bears.4Then let our humble faith addressHis mercy and his power;We shall obtain delivering graceIn each distressing hour.Watts.229C. M.The bright and morning star.Rev. 22:16.Bright was the guiding star that led,With mild, benignant ray,The Gentiles to the lowly shedWhere the Redeemer lay.2But, lo! a brighter, clearer lightNow points to his abode;It shines through sin and sorrow’s nightTo guide us to our God.3O haste to follow where it leads;The gracious call obey,Be rugged wilds or flowery meadsThe Christian’s destined way.4O gladly tread the narrow pathWhile light and grace are given:Who meekly follow Christ on earth,Shall reign with him in heaven.Spirit of the Psalms.230C. M.They shall speak of the glory, etc.Psalm 145:11.Come, you that love the Saviour’s name,And joy to make it known;The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,And bow before his throne.2Behold your King, your Saviour, crownedWith glories all divine;And tell the wondering nations roundHow bright these glories shine.3Infinite power and boundless graceIn him unite their rays;You that have seen his lovely face,Can you forbear his praise?4When in the earthly courts we viewThe beauties of our King,We long to love as angels do,And wish like them to sing.5And shall we long and wish in vain?Lord, teach our songs to rise!Thy love can animate our strain,And bid it reach the skies.6O for the day, the glorious day!When heaven and earth shall raise,With all their powers, the raptured lay,To celebrate thy praise.Mrs. Steele.231C. M.Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb.Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,I love to hear of thee;No music’s like thy charming name,Nor half so sweet can be.2O, may I ever hear thy voiceIn mercy to me speak;In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,And thy salvation seek.3My Jesus shall be still my theme,While on this earth I stay;I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely name,When all things else decay.Cennick.232C. M.Offices of Christ.We bless the Prophet of the Lord,That comes with truth and grace;Jesus, thy Spirit and thy Word,Shall lead us in thy ways.2We reverence our High Priest above,Who offered up his blood,And lives to carry on his loveBy pleading with our God.3We honor our exalted King;How sweet are his commands!He guards our souls from hell and sinBy his almighty hands.Watts.233C. M.A merciful and faithful High Priest.Heb. 2:17.Come, let us join in songs of praiseTo our ascended Priest;He entered heaven with all our namesEngraven on his breast.2On earth he washed our guilt awayBy his atoning blood;Now he appears before the throne,And pleads our cause with God.3What though while here we oft must feelTemptation’s keenest dart;Our tender High Priest feels it too,And will appease the smart.4Clothed with our nature still, he knowsThe weakness of our frame,And how to shield us from the foesWhich he himself o’ercame.5Nor time nor distance e’er shall quenchThe fervor of his love;For us he died in kindness here,For us he lives above.6O may we ne’er forget his grace,Nor blush to wear his name!Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,Our lips his praise proclaim!234C. M.Children’s Hymn.Hosanna! raise the pealing hymnTo David’s Son and Lord;With cherubim and seraphimExalt th’ incarnate Word.2Hosanna! Lord, our feeble tongueNo lofty strains can raise:But thou wilt not despise the youngWho meekly chant thy praise.3Hosanna! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest,How vast thy gifts, how free!Thy Blood, our life; thy Word, our feast;Thy Name, our only plea.4Hosanna! Master, lo! we bringOur offerings to thy throne;Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,But hearts to be thine own.5Hosanna! once thy gracious earApproved a lisping throng;Be gracious still, and deign to hearOur poor but grateful song.6O Saviour, if, redeemed by thee,Thy temple we behold,Hosannas through eternityWe’ll sing to harps of gold.235C. M.Consider the High Priest, etc.Heb. 3:1.Now let our cheerful eyes surveyOur great High Priest above,And celebrate his constant careAnd sympathetic love.2Though raised to heaven’s exalted throneWhere angels bow around,And high o’er all the hosts of light,With matchless honors crowned—3The names of all his saints he bearsDeep graven on his heart;Nor shall the weakest Christian sayThat he has lost his part.4Those characters shall fair abide,Our everlasting trust,When gems, and monuments, and crowns,Have moldered down to dust.5So, gracious Saviour, on my breastMay thy loved name be worn—A sacred ornament and guard,To endless ages borne.Doddridge.236C. M.Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.Behold the glories of the LambAmidst his Father’s throne;Prepare new honors for his name,And songs before unknown.2Let elders worship at his feet,The church adore around,With vials full of odors sweet,And harps of sweeter sound.3Now to the Lamb that once was slain,Be endless blessings paid;Salvation, glory, joy, remainFor ever on thy head!4Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,Hast set the prisoners free,Hast made us kings and priests to God,And we shall reign with thee.Watts.237C. M.Christ—all in all.Infinite excellence is thine,Thou lovely Prince of Grace!Thy uncreated beauties shineWith never-fading rays.2Sinners from earth’s remotest endCome bending at thy feet;To thee their prayers and praise ascend,In thee their wishes meet.3Thy name, as precious ointment shed,Delights the church around;Sweetly the sacred odors spread,And purest joys abound.4Millions of happy spirits liveOn thy exhaustless store;From thee they all their bliss receive,And still thou givest more.5Thou art their triumph and their joy;They find their all in thee;Thy glories will their tongues employThrough all eternity.Fawcett.238C. M.He died for our sins.1 Cor. 15:3.Jesus, in thy transporting nameWhat blissful glories rise!Jesus, the angels’ sweetest theme—The wonder of the skies!2Well might the skies with wonder viewA love so strange as thine!No thought of angels ever knewCompassion so divine!3Jesus, and didst thou leave the skyTo bear our sins and woes?And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die,For vile rebellious foes?4Victorious love! can language tellThe wonders of thy power,Which conquered all the force of hellIn that tremendous hour!5What glad return can I impartFor favors so divine?O take this heart, this worthless heart,And make it only thine!Mrs. Steele.239C. M.The Name above every name.The Saviour! O what endless charmsDwell in the blissful sound!Its influence every fear disarms,And spreads sweet peace around.2Here pardon, life, and joys divine,In rich profusion flow;For guilty rebels, lost in sin,And doomed to endless woe.3Th’ almighty Former of the skiesStooped to our vile abode;While angels viewed, with wondering eyes,And hailed th’ incarnate God.4O the rich depths of love divine!Of bliss a boundless store!Blest Saviour, let me call thee mine;I can not wish for more.5On thee, alone, my hope relies,Beneath thy cross I fall;My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,My Saviour and my all.Mrs. Steele.240C. M.He suffered, the Just for the unjust.1 Pet. 3:18.Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sovereign die?Would he devote that sacred headFor such a worm as I?2Was it for crimes that I had doneHe groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! grace unknown!And love beyond degree!3Well might the sun in darkness hide,And shut his glories in,When God’s own son was crucifiedFor man the creature’s sin.4Thus might I hide my blushing faceWhile his dear cross appears,Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,And melt mine eyes to tears.5But drops of grief can ne’er repayThe debt of love I owe:Here, Lord, I give myself away;’Tis all that I can do.Watts.241C. M.Remember me.Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend;As such I look to thee;Now, in the fullness of thy love,O Lord, remember me!2Remember thy pure word of grace,Remember Calvary;Remember all thy promises,And then remember me.3Thou mighty Advocate with God!I yield myself to thee;While thou art sitting on thy throne,O Lord, remember me!4I own I’m guilty—own I’m vile;Yet thy salvation’s free;Then, in thy all-abounding grace,O Lord, remember me!5Howe’er forsaken or distressed,Howe’er oppressed I be,Howe’er afflicted here on earth,Do thou remember me!6And when I close my eyes in death,And creature helps all flee,Then, O my great Redeemer, Lord,I pray, remember me!Burnham.242C. M.An unchangeable priesthood.Heb. 7:24.Jesus, in thee our eyes beholdA thousand glories moreThan the rich gems and polished goldThe sons of Aaron wore.2They first their own burnt-offerings broughtTo purge themselves from sin:Thy life was pure, without a spot,And all thy nature clean.3Fresh blood, as constant as the day,Was on their altar spilt;But thy one offering takes awayFor ever all our guilt.4Their priesthood ran through several hands,For mortal was their race;Thy never-changing office standsEternal as thy days.5Once, in the circuit of a year,With blood, but not his own,Aaron with the vail appearedBefore the golden throne;6But Christ, with his own precious blood,Ascends above the skies,And in the presence of our GodShows his own sacrifice.7Jesus, the King of glory, reignsOn Zion’s holy hill;Looks like a lamb that had been slain,And wears his priesthood still.8He ever lives in heaven to pleadThe cause which cost his blood,And saves unto the utmost thoseWho by him come to God.Watts.243C. M.He is Lord of all.Acts 10:36.Hosanna to our conquering King!All hail incarnate Love!Ten thousand songs and glories waitTo crown thy head above.2Thy victories and thy deathless fameThrough all the world shall run,And everlasting ages singThe triumphs thou hast won.Watts.244C. M.Grace is poured into thy lips.Psalm 45:2.O Jesus! King most wonderful!Thou Conqueror renowned!Thou Sweetness most ineffable!In whom all joys are found.2May every heart confess thy name,And ever thee adore;And seeking thee, itself inflameTo seek thee more and more.3Thee may our tongues for ever bless,Thee may we love alone;And ever in our lives expressThe image of thine own.Breviary.245C. M.Rise, Lord, let thine enemies be scattered.Num. 10:35.Jesus, immortal King! arise,Assert thy rightful sway,Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings,And distant lands obey.2Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride,Till all thy foes submit,And all the powers of hell resignTheir trophies at thy feet.3Send forth thy word, and let it flyThe spacious earth around,Till every soul beneath the sunShall hear the joyful sound.4From sea to sea, from shore to shore,May Jesus be adored!And earth, with all her millions, shoutHosannas to the Lord.Burder.246C. M.The shadow of a great rock, etc.Isaiah 32:2.He who on earth as man was known,And bore our sins and pains,Now seated on th’ eternal throne,The Lord of glory reigns.2His hands the wheels of nature guideWith sure, unerring skill,And countless worlds, extended wide,Obey his sovereign will.3While harps unnumbered sound his praiseIn yonder worlds above,His saints on earth admire his ways,And glory in his love.4This land through which his pilgrims go,Is desolate and dry;But streams of grace from him o’erflow,Their thirst to satisfy.5When troubles, like a burning sun,Beat heavy on their head,To this high Rock for rest they run,And find a pleasing shade.6How glorious he, how happy theyIn such a generous friend,Whose love secures them all the way,And crowns them at the end.Newton.247C. M.Ye are complete in him.Col. 2:10.How sweet the name of Jesus soundsIn a believer’s ear;It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,And drives away his fear!2It makes the wounded spirit whole,And calms the troubled breast;’Tis manna to the hungry soul,And to the weary rest.3By thee my prayers acceptance gain,Although with sin defiled;Satan accuses me in vain,And I am owned a child.4Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,My Prophet, Priest, and King,My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,Accept the praise I bring.5Weak is the effort of my heart,And cold my warmest thought;But when I see thee as thou art,I’ll praise thee as I ought.6Till then, I would thy love proclaimWith every fleeting breath;And may the music of thy nameRefresh my soul in death!Newton.248C. M.The true and living Way.Thou art the Way—to thee aloneFrom sin and death we flee;And he who would the Father seek,Must seek him, Lord, by thee.2Thou art the Truth—thy word aloneTrue wisdom can impart;Thou only canst inform the mind,And purify the heart.3Thou art the Life—the rending tombProclaims thy conquering arm;And those who put their trust in thee,Nor death nor hell shall harm.4Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;Grant us that way to know,That truth to keep, that life to win,Whose joys eternal flow.Doane.249C. M.Blessed are all they, etc.Psalm 2:12.My Saviour! my almighty Friend!When I begin thy praise,Where will the growing numbers end—The numbers of thy grace?2Thou art my everlasting trust;Thy goodness I adore;And since I knew thy graces first,I speak thy glories more.3My feet shall travel all the lengthOf the celestial road;And march, with courage, in thy strength,To see my Father God.4How will my lips rejoice to tellThe victories of my King!My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,Shall thy salvation sing.Watts.250C. M.Chief among ten thousand.Majestic sweetness sits enthronedUpon the Saviour’s brow;His head with radiant glories crowned,His lips with grace o’erflow.2No mortal can with him compareAmong the sons of men;Fairer is he than all the fairWho fill the heavenly train.3He saw me plunged in deep distress,And flew to my relief;For me he bore the shameful cross,And carried all my grief.4To him I owe my life and breath,And all the joys I have!He makes me triumph over death,And saves me from the grave.5To heaven, the place of his abode,He brings my weary feet;Shows me the glories of my God,And makes my joys complete.6Since from thy bounty I receiveSuch proofs of love divine,Had I a thousand hearts to give,Lord, they should all be thine.Stennett.251C. M.Altogether lovely.Jesus, I love thy charming name;’Tis music to my ear;Fain would I sound it out so loudThat all the earth might hear.2Yes, thou art precious to my soul,My transport and my trust;Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,And gold is sordid dust.3All that my ardent soul can wishIn thee doth richly meet;Nor to my eyes is light so dear,Nor friendship half so sweet.4Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,And shed its fragrance there;The noblest balm of all its wounds,The cordial of its care.5I’ll speak the honors of thy nameWith my last laboring breath;And, dying, triumph in thy cross—The antidote of death.Doddridge.252C. M.I looked—and there was none to help.Isaiah 63:5.Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,We wretchéd sinners lay,Without one cheerful beam of hope,Or spark of glimmering day.2With pitying eyes the Prince of graceBeheld our helpless grief;He saw, and—O! amazing love!He ran to our relief.3Down from the shining seats above,With joyful haste he fled,Entered the grave in mortal flesh,And dwelt among the dead.4O! for this love let rocks and hillsTheir lasting silence break;And all harmonious human tonguesThe Saviour’s praises speak.5Angels! assist our mighty joys;Strike all your harps of gold;But, when you raise your highest notes,His love can ne’er be told.Watts.253C. M.A fountain for sin.Zech. 13:1.There is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuel’s veins;And sinners plunged beneath that flood,Loose all their guilty stains.2The dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his day;And there have I, as vile as he,Washed all my sins away.3O Lamb of God, thy precious bloodShall never lose its power,Till all the ransomed Church of GodBe saved to sin no more.4E’er since by faith I saw the streamThy flowing wounds supply,Redeeming love has been my theme,And shall be till I die.5And when this lisping, stammering tongueLies silent in the grave,Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,I’ll sing thy power to save.Cowper.254C. M.He shall save his people from their sins.Matt. 1:21.Salvation! O the joyful sound;’Tis pleasure to our ears;A sovereign balm for every wound,A cordial for our fears.2Buried in sorrow and in sin,At hell’s dark door we lay;But we arise by grace divine,To see a heavenly day.3Salvation! let the echo flyThe spacious earth around;While all the armies of the skyConspire to raise the sound.Watts.255C. M.The Reign of Christ.Let earth, with every isle and sea,Rejoice; the Saviour reigns:His word, like fire, prepares his way,And mountains melt to plains.2His presence sinks the proudest hillsAnd makes the valleys rise;The humble soul enjoys his smiles,The haughty sinner dies.3Adoring angels, at his birth,Made our Redeemer known;Thus shall he come to judge the earth,And angels guard his throne.4His foes shall tremble at his sight,And hills and seas retire;His children take their upward flight,And leave the world on fire.5The seeds of joy and glory sownFor saints in darkness here,Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown,And a rich harvest bear.Watts.256C. H. M.Thou hast put all things under his feet.Heb. 2:8.O North, with all thy vales of green,O South, with all thy palms,From peopled towns, and fields between,Uplift the voice of psalms;Raise, ancient East, the anthem high,And let the youthful West reply.2Lo! in the clouds of heaven appearsGod’s well-belovéd Son;He brings a train of brighter years—His kingdom is begun:He comes, a guilty world to blessWith mercy, truth and righteousness.3O Father, haste the promised hourWhen at his feet shall lieAll rule, authority, and power,Beneath the ample sky,When he shall reign from pole to pole,The Lord of every human soul.4When all shall heed the words he said,Amid their daily cares,And by the loving life he ledShall strive to pattern theirs;And he who conquered Death shall win,The mighty conquest over Sin.W. C. Bryant.257C. P. M.The only foundation.Had I ten thousand gifts beside,I’d cleave to Jesus crucified,And build on him alone;For no foundation is there givenOn which to place my hopes of heaven,But Christ, the corner-stone.2Possessing Christ I all possess,Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness,And holiness complete;Bold in his name, I dare draw nighBefore the Ruler of the sky,And all his justice meet.3There is no path to heavenly bliss,To solid joy or lasting peace,But Christ, th’ appointed road;O may we tread the sacred way,By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray,Till we sit down with God!4The types and shadows of the wordUnite in Christ, the Man, the Lord,The Saviour kind and true;O may we still his word believe,And all his promises receive,And all his precepts do.5As he above for ever lives,And life to dying mortals gives,Eternal and divine;O may his Spirit in me dwell!Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell,Eternal life is mine.Chatham.258S. M.All we like sheep have gone astray.Isaiah. 53:6.Like sheep we went astray,And broke the fold of God;Each wandering in a different way,But all the downward road.2How dreadful was the hourWhen God our wanderings laid,And did at once his vengeance pourUpon the Shepherd’s head.3How glorious was the graceWhen Christ sustained the stroke!His life and blood the Shepherd pays,A ransom for the flock.4But God hath raised his headO’er all the sons of men,And made him see a numerous seedTo recompense his pain.Watts.259S. M.Seen of angels.1 Tim. 3:16.Beyond the starry skies,Far as th’ eternal hills,Yon heaven of heavens, with living light,Our great Redeemer fills.2Around him angels fair,In countless armies shine;And ever, in exalted lays,They offer songs divine.3“Hail, Prince of life!” they cry,“Whose unexampled loveMoved thee to quit those glorious realmsAnd royalties above.”4And when he stooped to earth,And suffered rude disdain,They cast their honors at his feet,And waited in his train.5They saw him on the cross,While darkness vailed the skies;And when he burst the gates of death,They saw the Conqueror rise.6They thronged his chariot wheels,And bore him to his throne;Then swept their golden harps and sung—“The glorious work is done.”Turner, varied.2608s & 5s.And they sung a new song.Rev. 14:3.Sing of Jesus, sing for everOf the love that changes never!Who, or what, from him can severThose he makes his own?2With his blood the Lord hath bought them,When they knew him not, he sought them,And from all their wanderings brought them;His the praise alone.3Through the desert Jesus leads them,With the bread of heaven he feeds them,And through all their way he speeds themTo their home above.4There they see the Lord who bought them,Him who came from heaven and sought them,Him who by his Spirit taught them,Him they serve and love.Kelly.2617s, 6 lines.And that rock was Christ.1 Cor. 10:4.Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee;Let the water and the blood,From thy riven side which flowed,Be of sin the double cure;Cleanse me from its guilt and power.2Not the labor of my handsCan fulfill the law’s demands;Could my zeal no respite know,Could my tears for ever flow,All for sin could not atone;Thou must save and thou alone.3Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to thy cross I cling;Naked, come to thee for dress;Helpless, look to thee for grace;Foul, I to the fountain fly;Wash me, Saviour, or I die.4While I draw this fleeting breath,When my heart-strings break in death,When I soar to worlds unknown,See thee on thy judgment throne,Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee.Toplady.2627s, double.A covert from the storm.Isaiah 4:6.Jesus, lover of my soul,Let me to thy bosom fly,While the billows near me roll,While the tempest still is high;Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,Till the storm of life is past,Safe into the haven guide,O receive my soul at last.2Other refuge have I none,Hangs my helpless soul on thee!Leave, O leave me not alone,Still support and comfort me:All my trust on thee is stayed,All my help from thee I bring,Cover my defenseless headWith the shadow of thy wing.3Thou, O Christ, art all I want,Boundless love in thee I find;Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,Heal the sick, and lead the blind.Just and holy is thy name,Prince of Peace and Righteousness;Most unworthy, Lord, I am,Thou art full of love and grace.4Plenteous grace with thee is found,Grace to pardon all my sins;Let the healing streams abound,Make and keep me pure within.Thou of life the fountain art,Freely let me take of thee;Spring thou up within my heart,Rise to all eternity.C. Wesley.2638s, 7s & 4s.Friend of sinners.One there is above all others,Well deserves the name of Friend;His is love beyond a brother’s,Costly, free, and knows no end;Hallelujah!Costly, free, and knows no end.2Which of all our friends to save us,Could or would have shed his blood?But this Saviour died, to have usReconciled in him to God.Hallelujah!Reconciled in him to God.3When he lived on earth abaséd,Friend of sinners was his name;Now above all glory raiséd,He rejoices in the same;Hallelujah!He rejoices in the same.Newton.26411s.The Rock that is higher than I.In seasons of grief to my God I’ll repair,When my heart is o’erwhelmed with sorrow and care:From the end of the earth unto thee will I cry,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.2When Satan the tempter comes in like a floodTo drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,I’ll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die—Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.3And when I have finished my pilgrimage here,Complete in Christ’s righteousness I shall appear,In the swellings of Jordan, all dangers defy,And look to the Rock that is higher than I.4And when the last trumpet shall sound thro’ the skies,And the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise,Transported I’ll join with the ransomed on high,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I.Hunter.2656s & 4s.I am Alpha and Omega.Cling to the mighty One,Ps. lxxxix. 19.Cling in thy grief;Heb. xii. 11.Cling to the Holy One,Heb. vii. 26.He gives relief;Ps. cxvi. 8.Cling to the Gracious One,Ps. cxvi. 5.Cling in thy pain,Ps. lv. 4.Cling to the Faithful One,1 Thess. v. 24.He will sustain.Ps. xxviii. 8.2Cling to the Living One,Heb. vii. 25.Cling in thy woe,Ps. lxxxvi. 7.Cling to the Loving One1 John iv. 16.Through all below;Romans viii. 38, 39.Cling to the Pardoning One,Is. lv. 7.He speaketh peace;John xiv. 27.Cling to the Healing One,Exod. xv. 26.Anguish shall cease.Ps. cxvi. 8.3Cling to the Bleeding One,1 John i. 7.Cling to his side;John xx. 27.Cling to the Risen One,Rom. vi. 9.In him abide;John xv. 4.Cling to the Coming One,Rev. xxii. 20.Hope shall arise;Titus ii. 13.Cling to the Reigning One,Eph. i. 20-23.Joy lights thine eyes.Ps. xvi. 11.
208L. M.Of his kingdom there shall be no end.Luke 1:33.King Jesus, reign for evermore,Unrivaled in thy courts above;While we, with all thy saints, adoreThe wonders of redeeming love.2No other Lord but thee we’ll knowNo other power but thine confess;We’ll spread thine honors while below,And heaven shall hear us shout thy grace.3We’ll sing along the heavenly roadThat leads us to thy blest abode;Till with the vast unnumbered throngWe join in heaven’s triumphant song—4Till with pure hands and voices sweet,We cast our crowns at Jesus feet,And sing of everlasting loveIn everlasting strains above.Wardlaw’s Coll.
L. M.
Of his kingdom there shall be no end.Luke 1:33.
King Jesus, reign for evermore,Unrivaled in thy courts above;While we, with all thy saints, adoreThe wonders of redeeming love.
King Jesus, reign for evermore,
Unrivaled in thy courts above;
While we, with all thy saints, adore
The wonders of redeeming love.
2No other Lord but thee we’ll knowNo other power but thine confess;We’ll spread thine honors while below,And heaven shall hear us shout thy grace.
2No other Lord but thee we’ll know
No other power but thine confess;
We’ll spread thine honors while below,
And heaven shall hear us shout thy grace.
3We’ll sing along the heavenly roadThat leads us to thy blest abode;Till with the vast unnumbered throngWe join in heaven’s triumphant song—
3We’ll sing along the heavenly road
That leads us to thy blest abode;
Till with the vast unnumbered throng
We join in heaven’s triumphant song—
4Till with pure hands and voices sweet,We cast our crowns at Jesus feet,And sing of everlasting loveIn everlasting strains above.
4Till with pure hands and voices sweet,
We cast our crowns at Jesus feet,
And sing of everlasting love
In everlasting strains above.
Wardlaw’s Coll.
209L. M.All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.Jesus shall reign where’er the sunDoes his successive journeys run;His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,Till moons shall wax and wane no more.2For him shall endless prayer be made,And praises throng to crown his head;His name like sweet perfume shall riseWith every morning sacrifice.3People and realms of every tongueDwell on his love with sweetest song;And infant voices shall proclaimTheir early blessings on his name.4Blessings abound where’er he reigns;The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,The weary find eternal rest,And all the sons of want are blest.5Where he displays his healing power,Death and the curse are known no more;In him the tribes of Adam boastMore blessings than their father lost.6Let every creature rise, and bringPeculiar honors to our King;Angels descend with songs again,And earth repeat the long Amen.Watts.
L. M.
All nations shall serve him.Psalm 72:11.
Jesus shall reign where’er the sunDoes his successive journeys run;His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2For him shall endless prayer be made,And praises throng to crown his head;His name like sweet perfume shall riseWith every morning sacrifice.
2For him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
3People and realms of every tongueDwell on his love with sweetest song;And infant voices shall proclaimTheir early blessings on his name.
3People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
4Blessings abound where’er he reigns;The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,The weary find eternal rest,And all the sons of want are blest.
4Blessings abound where’er he reigns;
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
5Where he displays his healing power,Death and the curse are known no more;In him the tribes of Adam boastMore blessings than their father lost.
5Where he displays his healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more;
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
6Let every creature rise, and bringPeculiar honors to our King;Angels descend with songs again,And earth repeat the long Amen.
6Let every creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long Amen.
Watts.
210L. M.Give the King thy judgments.Psalm 72:1.Exalted Prince of Life, we ownThe royal honors of thy throne;’Tis fixed by God’s almighty hand,And seraphs bow at thy command.2Exalted Saviour, we confessThe mighty triumphs of thy grace;Where beams of gentle radiance shineAnd temper majesty divine.3Wide thy resistless scepter sway,Till all thine enemies obey;Wide let thy cross its virtues prove,And conquer millions by its love!Doddridge.
L. M.
Give the King thy judgments.Psalm 72:1.
Exalted Prince of Life, we ownThe royal honors of thy throne;’Tis fixed by God’s almighty hand,And seraphs bow at thy command.
Exalted Prince of Life, we own
The royal honors of thy throne;
’Tis fixed by God’s almighty hand,
And seraphs bow at thy command.
2Exalted Saviour, we confessThe mighty triumphs of thy grace;Where beams of gentle radiance shineAnd temper majesty divine.
2Exalted Saviour, we confess
The mighty triumphs of thy grace;
Where beams of gentle radiance shine
And temper majesty divine.
3Wide thy resistless scepter sway,Till all thine enemies obey;Wide let thy cross its virtues prove,And conquer millions by its love!
3Wide thy resistless scepter sway,
Till all thine enemies obey;
Wide let thy cross its virtues prove,
And conquer millions by its love!
Doddridge.
211L. M.My heart is inditing a good matter.Psalm 45:1.Now be my heart inspired to singThe glories of my Saviour King;He comes with blessings from above,And wins the nations to his love.2Thy throne, O Lord, for ever stands;Grace is the scepter in thy hands;Thy laws and works are just and right,But truth and mercy thy delight.3Let endless honors crown thy head;Let every age thy praises spread;Let all the nations know thy word,And every tongue confess thee Lord.
L. M.
My heart is inditing a good matter.Psalm 45:1.
Now be my heart inspired to singThe glories of my Saviour King;He comes with blessings from above,And wins the nations to his love.
Now be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Saviour King;
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
2Thy throne, O Lord, for ever stands;Grace is the scepter in thy hands;Thy laws and works are just and right,But truth and mercy thy delight.
2Thy throne, O Lord, for ever stands;
Grace is the scepter in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
But truth and mercy thy delight.
3Let endless honors crown thy head;Let every age thy praises spread;Let all the nations know thy word,And every tongue confess thee Lord.
3Let endless honors crown thy head;
Let every age thy praises spread;
Let all the nations know thy word,
And every tongue confess thee Lord.
212L. M.I know that my Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.He lives! the great Redeemer lives!What joy the blest assurance gives!And now, before his Father, God,Pleads the full merit of his blood.2Repeated crimes awake our fears,And justice armed with frowns appears;But in the Saviour’s lovely faceSweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.3In every dark, distressful hour,When sin and Satan join their power,Let this dear hope repel the dart,That Jesus bears us on his heart.4Great Advocate, almighty Friend!On him our humble hopes depend;Our cause can never, never fail,For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.Mrs. Steele.
L. M.
I know that my Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.
He lives! the great Redeemer lives!What joy the blest assurance gives!And now, before his Father, God,Pleads the full merit of his blood.
He lives! the great Redeemer lives!
What joy the blest assurance gives!
And now, before his Father, God,
Pleads the full merit of his blood.
2Repeated crimes awake our fears,And justice armed with frowns appears;But in the Saviour’s lovely faceSweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.
2Repeated crimes awake our fears,
And justice armed with frowns appears;
But in the Saviour’s lovely face
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.
3In every dark, distressful hour,When sin and Satan join their power,Let this dear hope repel the dart,That Jesus bears us on his heart.
3In every dark, distressful hour,
When sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.
4Great Advocate, almighty Friend!On him our humble hopes depend;Our cause can never, never fail,For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.
4Great Advocate, almighty Friend!
On him our humble hopes depend;
Our cause can never, never fail,
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail.
Mrs. Steele.
213L. M.Let the whole earth be filled with his glory.Psalm 72:19.Great God! whose universal swayThe known and unknown worlds obey,Now give the kingdom to thy Son;Extend his power, exalt his throne.2Thy scepter well becomes his hands;All heaven submits to his commands;His justice shall avenge the poor,And pride and rage prevail no more.3The heathen lands, that lie beneathThe shades of overspreading death,Revive at his first dawning light;And deserts blossom at the sight.4The saints shall flourish in his days,Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;Peace, like a river, from his throneShall flow to nations yet unknown.Watts.
L. M.
Let the whole earth be filled with his glory.Psalm 72:19.
Great God! whose universal swayThe known and unknown worlds obey,Now give the kingdom to thy Son;Extend his power, exalt his throne.
Great God! whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son;
Extend his power, exalt his throne.
2Thy scepter well becomes his hands;All heaven submits to his commands;His justice shall avenge the poor,And pride and rage prevail no more.
2Thy scepter well becomes his hands;
All heaven submits to his commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.
3The heathen lands, that lie beneathThe shades of overspreading death,Revive at his first dawning light;And deserts blossom at the sight.
3The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light;
And deserts blossom at the sight.
4The saints shall flourish in his days,Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;Peace, like a river, from his throneShall flow to nations yet unknown.
4The saints shall flourish in his days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from his throne
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.
Watts.
214L. M.The Lord is King.The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice!From world to world the joy shall ring—“The Lord omnipotent is King!”2The Lord is King! who then shall dareResist his will, distrust his care?Holy and true are all his ways:Let every creature speak his praise.Conder.
L. M.
The Lord is King.
The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice!From world to world the joy shall ring—“The Lord omnipotent is King!”
The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice!
From world to world the joy shall ring—
“The Lord omnipotent is King!”
2The Lord is King! who then shall dareResist his will, distrust his care?Holy and true are all his ways:Let every creature speak his praise.
2The Lord is King! who then shall dare
Resist his will, distrust his care?
Holy and true are all his ways:
Let every creature speak his praise.
Conder.
215L. M.He humbled himself.Phil. 2:8.O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord!Saviour of all who trust thy word!To them who seek thee, ever near,Now to our praises bend thine ear.2In thy dear cross a grace is found—It flows from every streaming wound—Whose power our inbred sin controls,Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls!3Thou didst create the stars of night:Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light—Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,A mortal’s painful lot to bear.4When thou didst hang upon the tree,The quaking earth acknowledged thee;When thou didst there yield up thy breath,The world grew dark as shades of death.5Now in the Father’s glory high,Great Conqueror, never more to die,Us by thy mighty power defend,And reign through ages without end!Ray Palmer.
L. M.
He humbled himself.Phil. 2:8.
O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord!Saviour of all who trust thy word!To them who seek thee, ever near,Now to our praises bend thine ear.
O Christ! our King, Creator, Lord!
Saviour of all who trust thy word!
To them who seek thee, ever near,
Now to our praises bend thine ear.
2In thy dear cross a grace is found—It flows from every streaming wound—Whose power our inbred sin controls,Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls!
2In thy dear cross a grace is found—
It flows from every streaming wound—
Whose power our inbred sin controls,
Breaks the firm bond and frees our souls!
3Thou didst create the stars of night:Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light—Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,A mortal’s painful lot to bear.
3Thou didst create the stars of night:
Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light—
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,
A mortal’s painful lot to bear.
4When thou didst hang upon the tree,The quaking earth acknowledged thee;When thou didst there yield up thy breath,The world grew dark as shades of death.
4When thou didst hang upon the tree,
The quaking earth acknowledged thee;
When thou didst there yield up thy breath,
The world grew dark as shades of death.
5Now in the Father’s glory high,Great Conqueror, never more to die,Us by thy mighty power defend,And reign through ages without end!
5Now in the Father’s glory high,
Great Conqueror, never more to die,
Us by thy mighty power defend,
And reign through ages without end!
Ray Palmer.
216L. M.His promises are yea and amen.Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes,To that bright seat, where, placed on high,The great, the atoning sacrifice,For me, for all, is ever nigh.2Be thou my guard on peril’s brink;Be thou my guide through weal or woe;And teach me of thy cup to drink,And make me in thy faith to go.3For what is earthly change or loss?Thy promises are still my own:The feeblest frame may bear thy cross,The lowliest spirit share thy throne.
L. M.
His promises are yea and amen.
Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes,To that bright seat, where, placed on high,The great, the atoning sacrifice,For me, for all, is ever nigh.
Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes,
To that bright seat, where, placed on high,
The great, the atoning sacrifice,
For me, for all, is ever nigh.
2Be thou my guard on peril’s brink;Be thou my guide through weal or woe;And teach me of thy cup to drink,And make me in thy faith to go.
2Be thou my guard on peril’s brink;
Be thou my guide through weal or woe;
And teach me of thy cup to drink,
And make me in thy faith to go.
3For what is earthly change or loss?Thy promises are still my own:The feeblest frame may bear thy cross,The lowliest spirit share thy throne.
3For what is earthly change or loss?
Thy promises are still my own:
The feeblest frame may bear thy cross,
The lowliest spirit share thy throne.
217L. M.Let all the angels of God worship him.Heb. 1:6.Thee we adore, O gracious Lord!We praise thy name with one accord;Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,Through all the world do worship thee.2To thee aloud all angels cry,And ceaseless raise their songs on high,Both cherubim and seraphim,The heavens and all the powers therein:3The apostles join the glorious throng;The prophets swell the immortal song;The martyrs’ noble army raiseEternal anthems to thy praise.4Thee, holy, holy, holy King!Thee, O Lord God of hosts, they sing:Thus earth below, and heaven above,Resound thy glory and thy love.
L. M.
Let all the angels of God worship him.Heb. 1:6.
Thee we adore, O gracious Lord!We praise thy name with one accord;Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,Through all the world do worship thee.
Thee we adore, O gracious Lord!
We praise thy name with one accord;
Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,
Through all the world do worship thee.
2To thee aloud all angels cry,And ceaseless raise their songs on high,Both cherubim and seraphim,The heavens and all the powers therein:
2To thee aloud all angels cry,
And ceaseless raise their songs on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim,
The heavens and all the powers therein:
3The apostles join the glorious throng;The prophets swell the immortal song;The martyrs’ noble army raiseEternal anthems to thy praise.
3The apostles join the glorious throng;
The prophets swell the immortal song;
The martyrs’ noble army raise
Eternal anthems to thy praise.
4Thee, holy, holy, holy King!Thee, O Lord God of hosts, they sing:Thus earth below, and heaven above,Resound thy glory and thy love.
4Thee, holy, holy, holy King!
Thee, O Lord God of hosts, they sing:
Thus earth below, and heaven above,
Resound thy glory and thy love.
218L. M.He hath the keys of hell and of death.Rev. 1:18.Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,Who holds the keys of death and hell;The spacious world unseen is his,The sovereign power becomes him well.2In shame and anguish once he died;But now he lives for ever more;Bow down, you saints, around his seat,And all you angel bands adore.3Live, live for ever, glorious Lord,To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,While all thy chosen tribes rejoiceThat thy dominion never ends.4Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,Guided by wisdom and by love;Worthy to rule our mortal lives,O’er worlds below and worlds above.5For ever reign, victorious King!Wide through the earth thy name be known;And call our longing souls to singSublimer anthems near thy throne.Doddridge.
L. M.
He hath the keys of hell and of death.Rev. 1:18.
Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,Who holds the keys of death and hell;The spacious world unseen is his,The sovereign power becomes him well.
Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,
Who holds the keys of death and hell;
The spacious world unseen is his,
The sovereign power becomes him well.
2In shame and anguish once he died;But now he lives for ever more;Bow down, you saints, around his seat,And all you angel bands adore.
2In shame and anguish once he died;
But now he lives for ever more;
Bow down, you saints, around his seat,
And all you angel bands adore.
3Live, live for ever, glorious Lord,To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,While all thy chosen tribes rejoiceThat thy dominion never ends.
3Live, live for ever, glorious Lord,
To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,
While all thy chosen tribes rejoice
That thy dominion never ends.
4Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,Guided by wisdom and by love;Worthy to rule our mortal lives,O’er worlds below and worlds above.
4Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,
Guided by wisdom and by love;
Worthy to rule our mortal lives,
O’er worlds below and worlds above.
5For ever reign, victorious King!Wide through the earth thy name be known;And call our longing souls to singSublimer anthems near thy throne.
5For ever reign, victorious King!
Wide through the earth thy name be known;
And call our longing souls to sing
Sublimer anthems near thy throne.
Doddridge.
219L. M.My Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.I know that my Redeemer lives;What comfort this sweet sentence gives!He lives, he lives who once was dead,He lives, my ever-living Head!2He lives to bless me with his love,He lives to plead for me above,He lives my hungry soul to feed,He lives to bless in time of need.3He lives to grant me rich supply,He lives to guide me with his eye,He lives to comfort me when faint,He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.4He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend,He lives, and loves me to the end;He lives, and while he lives I’ll sing,He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!5He lives, and grants me daily breath;He lives, and I shall conquer death;He lives my mansion to prepare,He lives to bring me safely there.6He lives, all glory to his name!He lives, my Jesus, still the same!O the sweet joy this sentence gives—I know that my Redeemer lives!Medley.
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My Redeemer liveth.Job 19:25.
I know that my Redeemer lives;What comfort this sweet sentence gives!He lives, he lives who once was dead,He lives, my ever-living Head!
I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives who once was dead,
He lives, my ever-living Head!
2He lives to bless me with his love,He lives to plead for me above,He lives my hungry soul to feed,He lives to bless in time of need.
2He lives to bless me with his love,
He lives to plead for me above,
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to bless in time of need.
3He lives to grant me rich supply,He lives to guide me with his eye,He lives to comfort me when faint,He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
3He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with his eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
4He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend,He lives, and loves me to the end;He lives, and while he lives I’ll sing,He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!
4He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend,
He lives, and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while he lives I’ll sing,
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!
5He lives, and grants me daily breath;He lives, and I shall conquer death;He lives my mansion to prepare,He lives to bring me safely there.
5He lives, and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives my mansion to prepare,
He lives to bring me safely there.
6He lives, all glory to his name!He lives, my Jesus, still the same!O the sweet joy this sentence gives—I know that my Redeemer lives!
6He lives, all glory to his name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same!
O the sweet joy this sentence gives—
I know that my Redeemer lives!
Medley.
220L. M.No other name.Acts 4:12.Jesus, the spring of joys divine,Whence all our hopes and comforts flow:Jesus, no other name but thineCan save us from eternal woe.2In vain would boasting reason findThy way to happiness and God;Her weak directions leave the mindBewildered in a dubious road.3No other name will heaven approve;Thou art the true, the living way,Ordained by everlasting love,To the bright realms of endless day.4Here let our constant feet abide,Nor from the heavenly path depart;O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide!Direct our steps, and cheer our heart.5Safe lead us through this world of night,And bring us to the blissful plains—The regions of unclouded lightWhere perfect joy for ever reigns.Mrs. Steele.
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No other name.Acts 4:12.
Jesus, the spring of joys divine,Whence all our hopes and comforts flow:Jesus, no other name but thineCan save us from eternal woe.
Jesus, the spring of joys divine,
Whence all our hopes and comforts flow:
Jesus, no other name but thine
Can save us from eternal woe.
2In vain would boasting reason findThy way to happiness and God;Her weak directions leave the mindBewildered in a dubious road.
2In vain would boasting reason find
Thy way to happiness and God;
Her weak directions leave the mind
Bewildered in a dubious road.
3No other name will heaven approve;Thou art the true, the living way,Ordained by everlasting love,To the bright realms of endless day.
3No other name will heaven approve;
Thou art the true, the living way,
Ordained by everlasting love,
To the bright realms of endless day.
4Here let our constant feet abide,Nor from the heavenly path depart;O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide!Direct our steps, and cheer our heart.
4Here let our constant feet abide,
Nor from the heavenly path depart;
O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide!
Direct our steps, and cheer our heart.
5Safe lead us through this world of night,And bring us to the blissful plains—The regions of unclouded lightWhere perfect joy for ever reigns.
5Safe lead us through this world of night,
And bring us to the blissful plains—
The regions of unclouded light
Where perfect joy for ever reigns.
Mrs. Steele.
221L. M.Excellency of the knowledge of Christ.Let everlasting glories crownThy head, my Saviour and my Lord;Thy hands have brought salvation down,And stored the blessings in thy word.2In vain the trembling conscience seeksSome solid ground to rest upon;With long despair the spirit breaks,Till we apply to Christ alone.3How well thy blesséd truths agree!How wise and holy thy commands!Thy promises, how firm they be!How firm our hope and comfort stands!4Should all the forms that men deviseAssault my faith with treacherous art,I’d call them vanity and lies,And bind the gospel to my heart.Watts.
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Excellency of the knowledge of Christ.
Let everlasting glories crownThy head, my Saviour and my Lord;Thy hands have brought salvation down,And stored the blessings in thy word.
Let everlasting glories crown
Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord;
Thy hands have brought salvation down,
And stored the blessings in thy word.
2In vain the trembling conscience seeksSome solid ground to rest upon;With long despair the spirit breaks,Till we apply to Christ alone.
2In vain the trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon;
With long despair the spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Christ alone.
3How well thy blesséd truths agree!How wise and holy thy commands!Thy promises, how firm they be!How firm our hope and comfort stands!
3How well thy blesséd truths agree!
How wise and holy thy commands!
Thy promises, how firm they be!
How firm our hope and comfort stands!
4Should all the forms that men deviseAssault my faith with treacherous art,I’d call them vanity and lies,And bind the gospel to my heart.
4Should all the forms that men devise
Assault my faith with treacherous art,
I’d call them vanity and lies,
And bind the gospel to my heart.
Watts.
222L. M.Lord, to whom shall we go?John 6:68.Thou only Sovereign of my heart,My Refuge, my almighty Friend—And can my soul from thee depart,On whom alone my hopes depend?2Whither, ah! whither shall I go,A wretched wanderer from my Lord?Can this dark world of sin and woeOne glimpse of happiness afford?3Eternal life thy words impart;On these my fainting spirit lives;Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,Than all the round of nature gives.4Let earth’s alluring joys combine;While thou art near, in vain they call!One smile, one blissful smile of thine,My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.5Thy name my inmost powers adore;Thou art my life, my joy, my care;Depart from thee—’tis death—’tis more—’Tis endless ruin, deep despair!6Low at thy feet my soul would lie;Here safety dwells, and peace divine;Still let me live beneath thine eye,For life, eternal life, is thine.Mrs. Steele.
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Lord, to whom shall we go?John 6:68.
Thou only Sovereign of my heart,My Refuge, my almighty Friend—And can my soul from thee depart,On whom alone my hopes depend?
Thou only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend—
And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
2Whither, ah! whither shall I go,A wretched wanderer from my Lord?Can this dark world of sin and woeOne glimpse of happiness afford?
2Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3Eternal life thy words impart;On these my fainting spirit lives;Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,Than all the round of nature gives.
3Eternal life thy words impart;
On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.
4Let earth’s alluring joys combine;While thou art near, in vain they call!One smile, one blissful smile of thine,My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
4Let earth’s alluring joys combine;
While thou art near, in vain they call!
One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
5Thy name my inmost powers adore;Thou art my life, my joy, my care;Depart from thee—’tis death—’tis more—’Tis endless ruin, deep despair!
5Thy name my inmost powers adore;
Thou art my life, my joy, my care;
Depart from thee—’tis death—’tis more—
’Tis endless ruin, deep despair!
6Low at thy feet my soul would lie;Here safety dwells, and peace divine;Still let me live beneath thine eye,For life, eternal life, is thine.
6Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is thine.
Mrs. Steele.
223L. M.Christ the Way, the Truth, and the Life.Thou art the way; and he who sighs,Amid this starless waste of woe,To find a pathway to the skies,A light from heaven’s eternal glow,By thee must come, thou gate of love,Through which the saints undoubting trod,Till faith discovers, like the dove,An ark, a resting-place in God.2Thou art the Truth, whose steady dayShines on through earthly blight and bloom;The pure, the everlasting Ray,The Lamp that shines e’en in the tomb;The light that out of darkness springs,And guideth those that blindly go;The Word whose precious radiance flingsIts luster upon all below.3Thou art the Life, the blesséd WellWith living waters gushing o’er,Which those that drink shall ever dwellWhere sin and thirst are known no more,Thou art the mystic Pillar given,Our Lamp by night, our Light by day;Thou art the sacred Bread from heaven;Thou art the Life, the Truth, the Way.
L. M.
Christ the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
Thou art the way; and he who sighs,Amid this starless waste of woe,To find a pathway to the skies,A light from heaven’s eternal glow,By thee must come, thou gate of love,Through which the saints undoubting trod,Till faith discovers, like the dove,An ark, a resting-place in God.
Thou art the way; and he who sighs,
Amid this starless waste of woe,
To find a pathway to the skies,
A light from heaven’s eternal glow,
By thee must come, thou gate of love,
Through which the saints undoubting trod,
Till faith discovers, like the dove,
An ark, a resting-place in God.
2Thou art the Truth, whose steady dayShines on through earthly blight and bloom;The pure, the everlasting Ray,The Lamp that shines e’en in the tomb;The light that out of darkness springs,And guideth those that blindly go;The Word whose precious radiance flingsIts luster upon all below.
2Thou art the Truth, whose steady day
Shines on through earthly blight and bloom;
The pure, the everlasting Ray,
The Lamp that shines e’en in the tomb;
The light that out of darkness springs,
And guideth those that blindly go;
The Word whose precious radiance flings
Its luster upon all below.
3Thou art the Life, the blesséd WellWith living waters gushing o’er,Which those that drink shall ever dwellWhere sin and thirst are known no more,Thou art the mystic Pillar given,Our Lamp by night, our Light by day;Thou art the sacred Bread from heaven;Thou art the Life, the Truth, the Way.
3Thou art the Life, the blesséd Well
With living waters gushing o’er,
Which those that drink shall ever dwell
Where sin and thirst are known no more,
Thou art the mystic Pillar given,
Our Lamp by night, our Light by day;
Thou art the sacred Bread from heaven;
Thou art the Life, the Truth, the Way.
224L. M. 6 lines.A very present help in trouble.Psalm 46:1.Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand,And guard in fierce temptation’s hour;Support by thy almighty hand,Show forth in me thy saving power;Still be thine arm my sure defense,Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence.2In suffering be thy love my peace,In weakness be thy love my power;And when the storms of life shall cease,O, Saviour, in that trying hour,In death, as life, be thou my guide,And save me, who for me hast died.C. Wesley.
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A very present help in trouble.Psalm 46:1.
Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand,And guard in fierce temptation’s hour;Support by thy almighty hand,Show forth in me thy saving power;Still be thine arm my sure defense,Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence.
Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand,
And guard in fierce temptation’s hour;
Support by thy almighty hand,
Show forth in me thy saving power;
Still be thine arm my sure defense,
Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence.
2In suffering be thy love my peace,In weakness be thy love my power;And when the storms of life shall cease,O, Saviour, in that trying hour,In death, as life, be thou my guide,And save me, who for me hast died.
2In suffering be thy love my peace,
In weakness be thy love my power;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
O, Saviour, in that trying hour,
In death, as life, be thou my guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.
C. Wesley.
225L. M. 6 lines.Christ all and in all.Jesus, thou source of calm repose,All fullness dwells in thee divine;Our strength, to quell the proudest foes;Our light, in deepest gloom to shine;Thou art our fortress, strength, and tower,Our trust, and portion, evermore.2Jesus, our Comforter, thou artOur rest in toil, our ease in pain;The balm to heal each broken heart:In storms our peace, in loss our gain;Our joy, beneath the worldling’s frown;In shame, our glory and our crown:3In want, our plentiful supply;In weakness, our almighty power;In bonds, our perfect liberty;Our refuge in temptation’s hour;Our comfort, ’midst all grief and thrall;Our life in death; our all in all.
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Christ all and in all.
Jesus, thou source of calm repose,All fullness dwells in thee divine;Our strength, to quell the proudest foes;Our light, in deepest gloom to shine;Thou art our fortress, strength, and tower,Our trust, and portion, evermore.
Jesus, thou source of calm repose,
All fullness dwells in thee divine;
Our strength, to quell the proudest foes;
Our light, in deepest gloom to shine;
Thou art our fortress, strength, and tower,
Our trust, and portion, evermore.
2Jesus, our Comforter, thou artOur rest in toil, our ease in pain;The balm to heal each broken heart:In storms our peace, in loss our gain;Our joy, beneath the worldling’s frown;In shame, our glory and our crown:
2Jesus, our Comforter, thou art
Our rest in toil, our ease in pain;
The balm to heal each broken heart:
In storms our peace, in loss our gain;
Our joy, beneath the worldling’s frown;
In shame, our glory and our crown:
3In want, our plentiful supply;In weakness, our almighty power;In bonds, our perfect liberty;Our refuge in temptation’s hour;Our comfort, ’midst all grief and thrall;Our life in death; our all in all.
3In want, our plentiful supply;
In weakness, our almighty power;
In bonds, our perfect liberty;
Our refuge in temptation’s hour;
Our comfort, ’midst all grief and thrall;
Our life in death; our all in all.
226L. M. 6 lines.Prophet, Priest, and King.My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide,Thy sweet instructions I will hear;The words that from thy lips proceed,O how divinely sweet they are!Thee, my great Prophet, I would love,And imitate the blest above.2My great High Priest, whose precious bloodDid once atone upon the cross,Who now dost intercede with God,And plead the friendless sinner’s cause:In thee I trust, thee would I love,And imitate the blest above.3My King supreme, to thee I bowA willing subject at thy feet;All other lords I disavow,And to thy government submit;My Saviour King, this heart would love,And imitate the blest above.
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Prophet, Priest, and King.
My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide,Thy sweet instructions I will hear;The words that from thy lips proceed,O how divinely sweet they are!Thee, my great Prophet, I would love,And imitate the blest above.
My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide,
Thy sweet instructions I will hear;
The words that from thy lips proceed,
O how divinely sweet they are!
Thee, my great Prophet, I would love,
And imitate the blest above.
2My great High Priest, whose precious bloodDid once atone upon the cross,Who now dost intercede with God,And plead the friendless sinner’s cause:In thee I trust, thee would I love,And imitate the blest above.
2My great High Priest, whose precious blood
Did once atone upon the cross,
Who now dost intercede with God,
And plead the friendless sinner’s cause:
In thee I trust, thee would I love,
And imitate the blest above.
3My King supreme, to thee I bowA willing subject at thy feet;All other lords I disavow,And to thy government submit;My Saviour King, this heart would love,And imitate the blest above.
3My King supreme, to thee I bow
A willing subject at thy feet;
All other lords I disavow,
And to thy government submit;
My Saviour King, this heart would love,
And imitate the blest above.
227L. M.He is precious.1 Peter 2:7.Jesus! the very thought is sweet;In that dear name all heart-joys meet;But sweeter than the honey farThe glimpses of his presence are.2No word is sung more sweet than this;No name is heard more full of bliss;No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,Than Jesus, Son of God, most high.3Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn!How good to them for sin that mourn;To them that seek thee, O how kind!But what art thou to them that find?4No tongue of mortal can express,No letters write its blessedness;Alone, who hath thee in his heart,Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art.Bernard.
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He is precious.1 Peter 2:7.
Jesus! the very thought is sweet;In that dear name all heart-joys meet;But sweeter than the honey farThe glimpses of his presence are.
Jesus! the very thought is sweet;
In that dear name all heart-joys meet;
But sweeter than the honey far
The glimpses of his presence are.
2No word is sung more sweet than this;No name is heard more full of bliss;No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,Than Jesus, Son of God, most high.
2No word is sung more sweet than this;
No name is heard more full of bliss;
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,
Than Jesus, Son of God, most high.
3Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn!How good to them for sin that mourn;To them that seek thee, O how kind!But what art thou to them that find?
3Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn!
How good to them for sin that mourn;
To them that seek thee, O how kind!
But what art thou to them that find?
4No tongue of mortal can express,No letters write its blessedness;Alone, who hath thee in his heart,Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art.
4No tongue of mortal can express,
No letters write its blessedness;
Alone, who hath thee in his heart,
Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art.
Bernard.
228C. M.Christ a merciful High PriestWith joy we meditate the graceOf our High Priest above:His heart is full of tenderness;His bosom glows with love.2Touched with a sympathy within,He knows our feeble frame;He knows what sore temptations mean,For he has felt the same.3He in the days of feeble flesh,Poured out his cries and tears;And in his measure feels afreshWhat every member bears.4Then let our humble faith addressHis mercy and his power;We shall obtain delivering graceIn each distressing hour.Watts.
C. M.
Christ a merciful High Priest
With joy we meditate the graceOf our High Priest above:His heart is full of tenderness;His bosom glows with love.
With joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above:
His heart is full of tenderness;
His bosom glows with love.
2Touched with a sympathy within,He knows our feeble frame;He knows what sore temptations mean,For he has felt the same.
2Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.
3He in the days of feeble flesh,Poured out his cries and tears;And in his measure feels afreshWhat every member bears.
3He in the days of feeble flesh,
Poured out his cries and tears;
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears.
4Then let our humble faith addressHis mercy and his power;We shall obtain delivering graceIn each distressing hour.
4Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In each distressing hour.
Watts.
229C. M.The bright and morning star.Rev. 22:16.Bright was the guiding star that led,With mild, benignant ray,The Gentiles to the lowly shedWhere the Redeemer lay.2But, lo! a brighter, clearer lightNow points to his abode;It shines through sin and sorrow’s nightTo guide us to our God.3O haste to follow where it leads;The gracious call obey,Be rugged wilds or flowery meadsThe Christian’s destined way.4O gladly tread the narrow pathWhile light and grace are given:Who meekly follow Christ on earth,Shall reign with him in heaven.Spirit of the Psalms.
C. M.
The bright and morning star.Rev. 22:16.
Bright was the guiding star that led,With mild, benignant ray,The Gentiles to the lowly shedWhere the Redeemer lay.
Bright was the guiding star that led,
With mild, benignant ray,
The Gentiles to the lowly shed
Where the Redeemer lay.
2But, lo! a brighter, clearer lightNow points to his abode;It shines through sin and sorrow’s nightTo guide us to our God.
2But, lo! a brighter, clearer light
Now points to his abode;
It shines through sin and sorrow’s night
To guide us to our God.
3O haste to follow where it leads;The gracious call obey,Be rugged wilds or flowery meadsThe Christian’s destined way.
3O haste to follow where it leads;
The gracious call obey,
Be rugged wilds or flowery meads
The Christian’s destined way.
4O gladly tread the narrow pathWhile light and grace are given:Who meekly follow Christ on earth,Shall reign with him in heaven.
4O gladly tread the narrow path
While light and grace are given:
Who meekly follow Christ on earth,
Shall reign with him in heaven.
Spirit of the Psalms.
230C. M.They shall speak of the glory, etc.Psalm 145:11.Come, you that love the Saviour’s name,And joy to make it known;The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,And bow before his throne.2Behold your King, your Saviour, crownedWith glories all divine;And tell the wondering nations roundHow bright these glories shine.3Infinite power and boundless graceIn him unite their rays;You that have seen his lovely face,Can you forbear his praise?4When in the earthly courts we viewThe beauties of our King,We long to love as angels do,And wish like them to sing.5And shall we long and wish in vain?Lord, teach our songs to rise!Thy love can animate our strain,And bid it reach the skies.6O for the day, the glorious day!When heaven and earth shall raise,With all their powers, the raptured lay,To celebrate thy praise.Mrs. Steele.
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They shall speak of the glory, etc.Psalm 145:11.
Come, you that love the Saviour’s name,And joy to make it known;The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,And bow before his throne.
Come, you that love the Saviour’s name,
And joy to make it known;
The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
2Behold your King, your Saviour, crownedWith glories all divine;And tell the wondering nations roundHow bright these glories shine.
2Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned
With glories all divine;
And tell the wondering nations round
How bright these glories shine.
3Infinite power and boundless graceIn him unite their rays;You that have seen his lovely face,Can you forbear his praise?
3Infinite power and boundless grace
In him unite their rays;
You that have seen his lovely face,
Can you forbear his praise?
4When in the earthly courts we viewThe beauties of our King,We long to love as angels do,And wish like them to sing.
4When in the earthly courts we view
The beauties of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.
5And shall we long and wish in vain?Lord, teach our songs to rise!Thy love can animate our strain,And bid it reach the skies.
5And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise!
Thy love can animate our strain,
And bid it reach the skies.
6O for the day, the glorious day!When heaven and earth shall raise,With all their powers, the raptured lay,To celebrate thy praise.
6O for the day, the glorious day!
When heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, the raptured lay,
To celebrate thy praise.
Mrs. Steele.
231C. M.Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb.Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,I love to hear of thee;No music’s like thy charming name,Nor half so sweet can be.2O, may I ever hear thy voiceIn mercy to me speak;In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,And thy salvation seek.3My Jesus shall be still my theme,While on this earth I stay;I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely name,When all things else decay.Cennick.
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Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb.
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,I love to hear of thee;No music’s like thy charming name,Nor half so sweet can be.
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
I love to hear of thee;
No music’s like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.
2O, may I ever hear thy voiceIn mercy to me speak;In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,And thy salvation seek.
2O, may I ever hear thy voice
In mercy to me speak;
In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,
And thy salvation seek.
3My Jesus shall be still my theme,While on this earth I stay;I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely name,When all things else decay.
3My Jesus shall be still my theme,
While on this earth I stay;
I’ll sing my Jesus’ lovely name,
When all things else decay.
Cennick.
232C. M.Offices of Christ.We bless the Prophet of the Lord,That comes with truth and grace;Jesus, thy Spirit and thy Word,Shall lead us in thy ways.2We reverence our High Priest above,Who offered up his blood,And lives to carry on his loveBy pleading with our God.3We honor our exalted King;How sweet are his commands!He guards our souls from hell and sinBy his almighty hands.Watts.
C. M.
Offices of Christ.
We bless the Prophet of the Lord,That comes with truth and grace;Jesus, thy Spirit and thy Word,Shall lead us in thy ways.
We bless the Prophet of the Lord,
That comes with truth and grace;
Jesus, thy Spirit and thy Word,
Shall lead us in thy ways.
2We reverence our High Priest above,Who offered up his blood,And lives to carry on his loveBy pleading with our God.
2We reverence our High Priest above,
Who offered up his blood,
And lives to carry on his love
By pleading with our God.
3We honor our exalted King;How sweet are his commands!He guards our souls from hell and sinBy his almighty hands.
3We honor our exalted King;
How sweet are his commands!
He guards our souls from hell and sin
By his almighty hands.
Watts.
233C. M.A merciful and faithful High Priest.Heb. 2:17.Come, let us join in songs of praiseTo our ascended Priest;He entered heaven with all our namesEngraven on his breast.2On earth he washed our guilt awayBy his atoning blood;Now he appears before the throne,And pleads our cause with God.3What though while here we oft must feelTemptation’s keenest dart;Our tender High Priest feels it too,And will appease the smart.4Clothed with our nature still, he knowsThe weakness of our frame,And how to shield us from the foesWhich he himself o’ercame.5Nor time nor distance e’er shall quenchThe fervor of his love;For us he died in kindness here,For us he lives above.6O may we ne’er forget his grace,Nor blush to wear his name!Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,Our lips his praise proclaim!
C. M.
A merciful and faithful High Priest.Heb. 2:17.
Come, let us join in songs of praiseTo our ascended Priest;He entered heaven with all our namesEngraven on his breast.
Come, let us join in songs of praise
To our ascended Priest;
He entered heaven with all our names
Engraven on his breast.
2On earth he washed our guilt awayBy his atoning blood;Now he appears before the throne,And pleads our cause with God.
2On earth he washed our guilt away
By his atoning blood;
Now he appears before the throne,
And pleads our cause with God.
3What though while here we oft must feelTemptation’s keenest dart;Our tender High Priest feels it too,And will appease the smart.
3What though while here we oft must feel
Temptation’s keenest dart;
Our tender High Priest feels it too,
And will appease the smart.
4Clothed with our nature still, he knowsThe weakness of our frame,And how to shield us from the foesWhich he himself o’ercame.
4Clothed with our nature still, he knows
The weakness of our frame,
And how to shield us from the foes
Which he himself o’ercame.
5Nor time nor distance e’er shall quenchThe fervor of his love;For us he died in kindness here,For us he lives above.
5Nor time nor distance e’er shall quench
The fervor of his love;
For us he died in kindness here,
For us he lives above.
6O may we ne’er forget his grace,Nor blush to wear his name!Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,Our lips his praise proclaim!
6O may we ne’er forget his grace,
Nor blush to wear his name!
Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,
Our lips his praise proclaim!
234C. M.Children’s Hymn.Hosanna! raise the pealing hymnTo David’s Son and Lord;With cherubim and seraphimExalt th’ incarnate Word.2Hosanna! Lord, our feeble tongueNo lofty strains can raise:But thou wilt not despise the youngWho meekly chant thy praise.3Hosanna! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest,How vast thy gifts, how free!Thy Blood, our life; thy Word, our feast;Thy Name, our only plea.4Hosanna! Master, lo! we bringOur offerings to thy throne;Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,But hearts to be thine own.5Hosanna! once thy gracious earApproved a lisping throng;Be gracious still, and deign to hearOur poor but grateful song.6O Saviour, if, redeemed by thee,Thy temple we behold,Hosannas through eternityWe’ll sing to harps of gold.
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Children’s Hymn.
Hosanna! raise the pealing hymnTo David’s Son and Lord;With cherubim and seraphimExalt th’ incarnate Word.
Hosanna! raise the pealing hymn
To David’s Son and Lord;
With cherubim and seraphim
Exalt th’ incarnate Word.
2Hosanna! Lord, our feeble tongueNo lofty strains can raise:But thou wilt not despise the youngWho meekly chant thy praise.
2Hosanna! Lord, our feeble tongue
No lofty strains can raise:
But thou wilt not despise the young
Who meekly chant thy praise.
3Hosanna! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest,How vast thy gifts, how free!Thy Blood, our life; thy Word, our feast;Thy Name, our only plea.
3Hosanna! Sovereign, Prophet, Priest,
How vast thy gifts, how free!
Thy Blood, our life; thy Word, our feast;
Thy Name, our only plea.
4Hosanna! Master, lo! we bringOur offerings to thy throne;Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,But hearts to be thine own.
4Hosanna! Master, lo! we bring
Our offerings to thy throne;
Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,
But hearts to be thine own.
5Hosanna! once thy gracious earApproved a lisping throng;Be gracious still, and deign to hearOur poor but grateful song.
5Hosanna! once thy gracious ear
Approved a lisping throng;
Be gracious still, and deign to hear
Our poor but grateful song.
6O Saviour, if, redeemed by thee,Thy temple we behold,Hosannas through eternityWe’ll sing to harps of gold.
6O Saviour, if, redeemed by thee,
Thy temple we behold,
Hosannas through eternity
We’ll sing to harps of gold.
235C. M.Consider the High Priest, etc.Heb. 3:1.Now let our cheerful eyes surveyOur great High Priest above,And celebrate his constant careAnd sympathetic love.2Though raised to heaven’s exalted throneWhere angels bow around,And high o’er all the hosts of light,With matchless honors crowned—3The names of all his saints he bearsDeep graven on his heart;Nor shall the weakest Christian sayThat he has lost his part.4Those characters shall fair abide,Our everlasting trust,When gems, and monuments, and crowns,Have moldered down to dust.5So, gracious Saviour, on my breastMay thy loved name be worn—A sacred ornament and guard,To endless ages borne.Doddridge.
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Consider the High Priest, etc.Heb. 3:1.
Now let our cheerful eyes surveyOur great High Priest above,And celebrate his constant careAnd sympathetic love.
Now let our cheerful eyes survey
Our great High Priest above,
And celebrate his constant care
And sympathetic love.
2Though raised to heaven’s exalted throneWhere angels bow around,And high o’er all the hosts of light,With matchless honors crowned—
2Though raised to heaven’s exalted throne
Where angels bow around,
And high o’er all the hosts of light,
With matchless honors crowned—
3The names of all his saints he bearsDeep graven on his heart;Nor shall the weakest Christian sayThat he has lost his part.
3The names of all his saints he bears
Deep graven on his heart;
Nor shall the weakest Christian say
That he has lost his part.
4Those characters shall fair abide,Our everlasting trust,When gems, and monuments, and crowns,Have moldered down to dust.
4Those characters shall fair abide,
Our everlasting trust,
When gems, and monuments, and crowns,
Have moldered down to dust.
5So, gracious Saviour, on my breastMay thy loved name be worn—A sacred ornament and guard,To endless ages borne.
5So, gracious Saviour, on my breast
May thy loved name be worn—
A sacred ornament and guard,
To endless ages borne.
Doddridge.
236C. M.Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.Behold the glories of the LambAmidst his Father’s throne;Prepare new honors for his name,And songs before unknown.2Let elders worship at his feet,The church adore around,With vials full of odors sweet,And harps of sweeter sound.3Now to the Lamb that once was slain,Be endless blessings paid;Salvation, glory, joy, remainFor ever on thy head!4Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,Hast set the prisoners free,Hast made us kings and priests to God,And we shall reign with thee.Watts.
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Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.
Behold the glories of the LambAmidst his Father’s throne;Prepare new honors for his name,And songs before unknown.
Behold the glories of the Lamb
Amidst his Father’s throne;
Prepare new honors for his name,
And songs before unknown.
2Let elders worship at his feet,The church adore around,With vials full of odors sweet,And harps of sweeter sound.
2Let elders worship at his feet,
The church adore around,
With vials full of odors sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.
3Now to the Lamb that once was slain,Be endless blessings paid;Salvation, glory, joy, remainFor ever on thy head!
3Now to the Lamb that once was slain,
Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy, remain
For ever on thy head!
4Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,Hast set the prisoners free,Hast made us kings and priests to God,And we shall reign with thee.
4Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,
Hast set the prisoners free,
Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with thee.
Watts.
237C. M.Christ—all in all.Infinite excellence is thine,Thou lovely Prince of Grace!Thy uncreated beauties shineWith never-fading rays.2Sinners from earth’s remotest endCome bending at thy feet;To thee their prayers and praise ascend,In thee their wishes meet.3Thy name, as precious ointment shed,Delights the church around;Sweetly the sacred odors spread,And purest joys abound.4Millions of happy spirits liveOn thy exhaustless store;From thee they all their bliss receive,And still thou givest more.5Thou art their triumph and their joy;They find their all in thee;Thy glories will their tongues employThrough all eternity.Fawcett.
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Christ—all in all.
Infinite excellence is thine,Thou lovely Prince of Grace!Thy uncreated beauties shineWith never-fading rays.
Infinite excellence is thine,
Thou lovely Prince of Grace!
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.
2Sinners from earth’s remotest endCome bending at thy feet;To thee their prayers and praise ascend,In thee their wishes meet.
2Sinners from earth’s remotest end
Come bending at thy feet;
To thee their prayers and praise ascend,
In thee their wishes meet.
3Thy name, as precious ointment shed,Delights the church around;Sweetly the sacred odors spread,And purest joys abound.
3Thy name, as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around;
Sweetly the sacred odors spread,
And purest joys abound.
4Millions of happy spirits liveOn thy exhaustless store;From thee they all their bliss receive,And still thou givest more.
4Millions of happy spirits live
On thy exhaustless store;
From thee they all their bliss receive,
And still thou givest more.
5Thou art their triumph and their joy;They find their all in thee;Thy glories will their tongues employThrough all eternity.
5Thou art their triumph and their joy;
They find their all in thee;
Thy glories will their tongues employ
Through all eternity.
Fawcett.
238C. M.He died for our sins.1 Cor. 15:3.Jesus, in thy transporting nameWhat blissful glories rise!Jesus, the angels’ sweetest theme—The wonder of the skies!2Well might the skies with wonder viewA love so strange as thine!No thought of angels ever knewCompassion so divine!3Jesus, and didst thou leave the skyTo bear our sins and woes?And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die,For vile rebellious foes?4Victorious love! can language tellThe wonders of thy power,Which conquered all the force of hellIn that tremendous hour!5What glad return can I impartFor favors so divine?O take this heart, this worthless heart,And make it only thine!Mrs. Steele.
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He died for our sins.1 Cor. 15:3.
Jesus, in thy transporting nameWhat blissful glories rise!Jesus, the angels’ sweetest theme—The wonder of the skies!
Jesus, in thy transporting name
What blissful glories rise!
Jesus, the angels’ sweetest theme—
The wonder of the skies!
2Well might the skies with wonder viewA love so strange as thine!No thought of angels ever knewCompassion so divine!
2Well might the skies with wonder view
A love so strange as thine!
No thought of angels ever knew
Compassion so divine!
3Jesus, and didst thou leave the skyTo bear our sins and woes?And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die,For vile rebellious foes?
3Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky
To bear our sins and woes?
And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die,
For vile rebellious foes?
4Victorious love! can language tellThe wonders of thy power,Which conquered all the force of hellIn that tremendous hour!
4Victorious love! can language tell
The wonders of thy power,
Which conquered all the force of hell
In that tremendous hour!
5What glad return can I impartFor favors so divine?O take this heart, this worthless heart,And make it only thine!
5What glad return can I impart
For favors so divine?
O take this heart, this worthless heart,
And make it only thine!
Mrs. Steele.
239C. M.The Name above every name.The Saviour! O what endless charmsDwell in the blissful sound!Its influence every fear disarms,And spreads sweet peace around.2Here pardon, life, and joys divine,In rich profusion flow;For guilty rebels, lost in sin,And doomed to endless woe.3Th’ almighty Former of the skiesStooped to our vile abode;While angels viewed, with wondering eyes,And hailed th’ incarnate God.4O the rich depths of love divine!Of bliss a boundless store!Blest Saviour, let me call thee mine;I can not wish for more.5On thee, alone, my hope relies,Beneath thy cross I fall;My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,My Saviour and my all.Mrs. Steele.
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The Name above every name.
The Saviour! O what endless charmsDwell in the blissful sound!Its influence every fear disarms,And spreads sweet peace around.
The Saviour! O what endless charms
Dwell in the blissful sound!
Its influence every fear disarms,
And spreads sweet peace around.
2Here pardon, life, and joys divine,In rich profusion flow;For guilty rebels, lost in sin,And doomed to endless woe.
2Here pardon, life, and joys divine,
In rich profusion flow;
For guilty rebels, lost in sin,
And doomed to endless woe.
3Th’ almighty Former of the skiesStooped to our vile abode;While angels viewed, with wondering eyes,And hailed th’ incarnate God.
3Th’ almighty Former of the skies
Stooped to our vile abode;
While angels viewed, with wondering eyes,
And hailed th’ incarnate God.
4O the rich depths of love divine!Of bliss a boundless store!Blest Saviour, let me call thee mine;I can not wish for more.
4O the rich depths of love divine!
Of bliss a boundless store!
Blest Saviour, let me call thee mine;
I can not wish for more.
5On thee, alone, my hope relies,Beneath thy cross I fall;My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,My Saviour and my all.
5On thee, alone, my hope relies,
Beneath thy cross I fall;
My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,
My Saviour and my all.
Mrs. Steele.
240C. M.He suffered, the Just for the unjust.1 Pet. 3:18.Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sovereign die?Would he devote that sacred headFor such a worm as I?2Was it for crimes that I had doneHe groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! grace unknown!And love beyond degree!3Well might the sun in darkness hide,And shut his glories in,When God’s own son was crucifiedFor man the creature’s sin.4Thus might I hide my blushing faceWhile his dear cross appears,Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,And melt mine eyes to tears.5But drops of grief can ne’er repayThe debt of love I owe:Here, Lord, I give myself away;’Tis all that I can do.Watts.
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He suffered, the Just for the unjust.1 Pet. 3:18.
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sovereign die?Would he devote that sacred headFor such a worm as I?
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2Was it for crimes that I had doneHe groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! grace unknown!And love beyond degree!
2Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
3Well might the sun in darkness hide,And shut his glories in,When God’s own son was crucifiedFor man the creature’s sin.
3Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God’s own son was crucified
For man the creature’s sin.
4Thus might I hide my blushing faceWhile his dear cross appears,Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,And melt mine eyes to tears.
4Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5But drops of grief can ne’er repayThe debt of love I owe:Here, Lord, I give myself away;’Tis all that I can do.
5But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
’Tis all that I can do.
Watts.
241C. M.Remember me.Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend;As such I look to thee;Now, in the fullness of thy love,O Lord, remember me!2Remember thy pure word of grace,Remember Calvary;Remember all thy promises,And then remember me.3Thou mighty Advocate with God!I yield myself to thee;While thou art sitting on thy throne,O Lord, remember me!4I own I’m guilty—own I’m vile;Yet thy salvation’s free;Then, in thy all-abounding grace,O Lord, remember me!5Howe’er forsaken or distressed,Howe’er oppressed I be,Howe’er afflicted here on earth,Do thou remember me!6And when I close my eyes in death,And creature helps all flee,Then, O my great Redeemer, Lord,I pray, remember me!Burnham.
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Remember me.
Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend;As such I look to thee;Now, in the fullness of thy love,O Lord, remember me!
Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend;
As such I look to thee;
Now, in the fullness of thy love,
O Lord, remember me!
2Remember thy pure word of grace,Remember Calvary;Remember all thy promises,And then remember me.
2Remember thy pure word of grace,
Remember Calvary;
Remember all thy promises,
And then remember me.
3Thou mighty Advocate with God!I yield myself to thee;While thou art sitting on thy throne,O Lord, remember me!
3Thou mighty Advocate with God!
I yield myself to thee;
While thou art sitting on thy throne,
O Lord, remember me!
4I own I’m guilty—own I’m vile;Yet thy salvation’s free;Then, in thy all-abounding grace,O Lord, remember me!
4I own I’m guilty—own I’m vile;
Yet thy salvation’s free;
Then, in thy all-abounding grace,
O Lord, remember me!
5Howe’er forsaken or distressed,Howe’er oppressed I be,Howe’er afflicted here on earth,Do thou remember me!
5Howe’er forsaken or distressed,
Howe’er oppressed I be,
Howe’er afflicted here on earth,
Do thou remember me!
6And when I close my eyes in death,And creature helps all flee,Then, O my great Redeemer, Lord,I pray, remember me!
6And when I close my eyes in death,
And creature helps all flee,
Then, O my great Redeemer, Lord,
I pray, remember me!
Burnham.
242C. M.An unchangeable priesthood.Heb. 7:24.Jesus, in thee our eyes beholdA thousand glories moreThan the rich gems and polished goldThe sons of Aaron wore.2They first their own burnt-offerings broughtTo purge themselves from sin:Thy life was pure, without a spot,And all thy nature clean.3Fresh blood, as constant as the day,Was on their altar spilt;But thy one offering takes awayFor ever all our guilt.4Their priesthood ran through several hands,For mortal was their race;Thy never-changing office standsEternal as thy days.5Once, in the circuit of a year,With blood, but not his own,Aaron with the vail appearedBefore the golden throne;6But Christ, with his own precious blood,Ascends above the skies,And in the presence of our GodShows his own sacrifice.7Jesus, the King of glory, reignsOn Zion’s holy hill;Looks like a lamb that had been slain,And wears his priesthood still.8He ever lives in heaven to pleadThe cause which cost his blood,And saves unto the utmost thoseWho by him come to God.Watts.
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An unchangeable priesthood.Heb. 7:24.
Jesus, in thee our eyes beholdA thousand glories moreThan the rich gems and polished goldThe sons of Aaron wore.
Jesus, in thee our eyes behold
A thousand glories more
Than the rich gems and polished gold
The sons of Aaron wore.
2They first their own burnt-offerings broughtTo purge themselves from sin:Thy life was pure, without a spot,And all thy nature clean.
2They first their own burnt-offerings brought
To purge themselves from sin:
Thy life was pure, without a spot,
And all thy nature clean.
3Fresh blood, as constant as the day,Was on their altar spilt;But thy one offering takes awayFor ever all our guilt.
3Fresh blood, as constant as the day,
Was on their altar spilt;
But thy one offering takes away
For ever all our guilt.
4Their priesthood ran through several hands,For mortal was their race;Thy never-changing office standsEternal as thy days.
4Their priesthood ran through several hands,
For mortal was their race;
Thy never-changing office stands
Eternal as thy days.
5Once, in the circuit of a year,With blood, but not his own,Aaron with the vail appearedBefore the golden throne;
5Once, in the circuit of a year,
With blood, but not his own,
Aaron with the vail appeared
Before the golden throne;
6But Christ, with his own precious blood,Ascends above the skies,And in the presence of our GodShows his own sacrifice.
6But Christ, with his own precious blood,
Ascends above the skies,
And in the presence of our God
Shows his own sacrifice.
7Jesus, the King of glory, reignsOn Zion’s holy hill;Looks like a lamb that had been slain,And wears his priesthood still.
7Jesus, the King of glory, reigns
On Zion’s holy hill;
Looks like a lamb that had been slain,
And wears his priesthood still.
8He ever lives in heaven to pleadThe cause which cost his blood,And saves unto the utmost thoseWho by him come to God.
8He ever lives in heaven to plead
The cause which cost his blood,
And saves unto the utmost those
Who by him come to God.
Watts.
243C. M.He is Lord of all.Acts 10:36.Hosanna to our conquering King!All hail incarnate Love!Ten thousand songs and glories waitTo crown thy head above.2Thy victories and thy deathless fameThrough all the world shall run,And everlasting ages singThe triumphs thou hast won.Watts.
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He is Lord of all.Acts 10:36.
Hosanna to our conquering King!All hail incarnate Love!Ten thousand songs and glories waitTo crown thy head above.
Hosanna to our conquering King!
All hail incarnate Love!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
To crown thy head above.
2Thy victories and thy deathless fameThrough all the world shall run,And everlasting ages singThe triumphs thou hast won.
2Thy victories and thy deathless fame
Through all the world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs thou hast won.
Watts.
244C. M.Grace is poured into thy lips.Psalm 45:2.O Jesus! King most wonderful!Thou Conqueror renowned!Thou Sweetness most ineffable!In whom all joys are found.2May every heart confess thy name,And ever thee adore;And seeking thee, itself inflameTo seek thee more and more.3Thee may our tongues for ever bless,Thee may we love alone;And ever in our lives expressThe image of thine own.Breviary.
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Grace is poured into thy lips.Psalm 45:2.
O Jesus! King most wonderful!Thou Conqueror renowned!Thou Sweetness most ineffable!In whom all joys are found.
O Jesus! King most wonderful!
Thou Conqueror renowned!
Thou Sweetness most ineffable!
In whom all joys are found.
2May every heart confess thy name,And ever thee adore;And seeking thee, itself inflameTo seek thee more and more.
2May every heart confess thy name,
And ever thee adore;
And seeking thee, itself inflame
To seek thee more and more.
3Thee may our tongues for ever bless,Thee may we love alone;And ever in our lives expressThe image of thine own.
3Thee may our tongues for ever bless,
Thee may we love alone;
And ever in our lives express
The image of thine own.
Breviary.
245C. M.Rise, Lord, let thine enemies be scattered.Num. 10:35.Jesus, immortal King! arise,Assert thy rightful sway,Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings,And distant lands obey.2Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride,Till all thy foes submit,And all the powers of hell resignTheir trophies at thy feet.3Send forth thy word, and let it flyThe spacious earth around,Till every soul beneath the sunShall hear the joyful sound.4From sea to sea, from shore to shore,May Jesus be adored!And earth, with all her millions, shoutHosannas to the Lord.Burder.
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Rise, Lord, let thine enemies be scattered.Num. 10:35.
Jesus, immortal King! arise,Assert thy rightful sway,Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings,And distant lands obey.
Jesus, immortal King! arise,
Assert thy rightful sway,
Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings,
And distant lands obey.
2Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride,Till all thy foes submit,And all the powers of hell resignTheir trophies at thy feet.
2Ride forth, victorious Conqueror! ride,
Till all thy foes submit,
And all the powers of hell resign
Their trophies at thy feet.
3Send forth thy word, and let it flyThe spacious earth around,Till every soul beneath the sunShall hear the joyful sound.
3Send forth thy word, and let it fly
The spacious earth around,
Till every soul beneath the sun
Shall hear the joyful sound.
4From sea to sea, from shore to shore,May Jesus be adored!And earth, with all her millions, shoutHosannas to the Lord.
4From sea to sea, from shore to shore,
May Jesus be adored!
And earth, with all her millions, shout
Hosannas to the Lord.
Burder.
246C. M.The shadow of a great rock, etc.Isaiah 32:2.He who on earth as man was known,And bore our sins and pains,Now seated on th’ eternal throne,The Lord of glory reigns.2His hands the wheels of nature guideWith sure, unerring skill,And countless worlds, extended wide,Obey his sovereign will.3While harps unnumbered sound his praiseIn yonder worlds above,His saints on earth admire his ways,And glory in his love.4This land through which his pilgrims go,Is desolate and dry;But streams of grace from him o’erflow,Their thirst to satisfy.5When troubles, like a burning sun,Beat heavy on their head,To this high Rock for rest they run,And find a pleasing shade.6How glorious he, how happy theyIn such a generous friend,Whose love secures them all the way,And crowns them at the end.Newton.
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The shadow of a great rock, etc.Isaiah 32:2.
He who on earth as man was known,And bore our sins and pains,Now seated on th’ eternal throne,The Lord of glory reigns.
He who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,
Now seated on th’ eternal throne,
The Lord of glory reigns.
2His hands the wheels of nature guideWith sure, unerring skill,And countless worlds, extended wide,Obey his sovereign will.
2His hands the wheels of nature guide
With sure, unerring skill,
And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey his sovereign will.
3While harps unnumbered sound his praiseIn yonder worlds above,His saints on earth admire his ways,And glory in his love.
3While harps unnumbered sound his praise
In yonder worlds above,
His saints on earth admire his ways,
And glory in his love.
4This land through which his pilgrims go,Is desolate and dry;But streams of grace from him o’erflow,Their thirst to satisfy.
4This land through which his pilgrims go,
Is desolate and dry;
But streams of grace from him o’erflow,
Their thirst to satisfy.
5When troubles, like a burning sun,Beat heavy on their head,To this high Rock for rest they run,And find a pleasing shade.
5When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,
To this high Rock for rest they run,
And find a pleasing shade.
6How glorious he, how happy theyIn such a generous friend,Whose love secures them all the way,And crowns them at the end.
6How glorious he, how happy they
In such a generous friend,
Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.
Newton.
247C. M.Ye are complete in him.Col. 2:10.How sweet the name of Jesus soundsIn a believer’s ear;It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,And drives away his fear!2It makes the wounded spirit whole,And calms the troubled breast;’Tis manna to the hungry soul,And to the weary rest.3By thee my prayers acceptance gain,Although with sin defiled;Satan accuses me in vain,And I am owned a child.4Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,My Prophet, Priest, and King,My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,Accept the praise I bring.5Weak is the effort of my heart,And cold my warmest thought;But when I see thee as thou art,I’ll praise thee as I ought.6Till then, I would thy love proclaimWith every fleeting breath;And may the music of thy nameRefresh my soul in death!Newton.
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Ye are complete in him.Col. 2:10.
How sweet the name of Jesus soundsIn a believer’s ear;It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,And drives away his fear!
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear;
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear!
2It makes the wounded spirit whole,And calms the troubled breast;’Tis manna to the hungry soul,And to the weary rest.
2It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
3By thee my prayers acceptance gain,Although with sin defiled;Satan accuses me in vain,And I am owned a child.
3By thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.
4Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,My Prophet, Priest, and King,My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,Accept the praise I bring.
4Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
5Weak is the effort of my heart,And cold my warmest thought;But when I see thee as thou art,I’ll praise thee as I ought.
5Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see thee as thou art,
I’ll praise thee as I ought.
6Till then, I would thy love proclaimWith every fleeting breath;And may the music of thy nameRefresh my soul in death!
6Till then, I would thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of thy name
Refresh my soul in death!
Newton.
248C. M.The true and living Way.Thou art the Way—to thee aloneFrom sin and death we flee;And he who would the Father seek,Must seek him, Lord, by thee.2Thou art the Truth—thy word aloneTrue wisdom can impart;Thou only canst inform the mind,And purify the heart.3Thou art the Life—the rending tombProclaims thy conquering arm;And those who put their trust in thee,Nor death nor hell shall harm.4Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;Grant us that way to know,That truth to keep, that life to win,Whose joys eternal flow.Doane.
C. M.
The true and living Way.
Thou art the Way—to thee aloneFrom sin and death we flee;And he who would the Father seek,Must seek him, Lord, by thee.
Thou art the Way—to thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, by thee.
2Thou art the Truth—thy word aloneTrue wisdom can impart;Thou only canst inform the mind,And purify the heart.
2Thou art the Truth—thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst inform the mind,
And purify the heart.
3Thou art the Life—the rending tombProclaims thy conquering arm;And those who put their trust in thee,Nor death nor hell shall harm.
3Thou art the Life—the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm;
And those who put their trust in thee,
Nor death nor hell shall harm.
4Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;Grant us that way to know,That truth to keep, that life to win,Whose joys eternal flow.
4Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.
Doane.
249C. M.Blessed are all they, etc.Psalm 2:12.My Saviour! my almighty Friend!When I begin thy praise,Where will the growing numbers end—The numbers of thy grace?2Thou art my everlasting trust;Thy goodness I adore;And since I knew thy graces first,I speak thy glories more.3My feet shall travel all the lengthOf the celestial road;And march, with courage, in thy strength,To see my Father God.4How will my lips rejoice to tellThe victories of my King!My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,Shall thy salvation sing.Watts.
C. M.
Blessed are all they, etc.Psalm 2:12.
My Saviour! my almighty Friend!When I begin thy praise,Where will the growing numbers end—The numbers of thy grace?
My Saviour! my almighty Friend!
When I begin thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end—
The numbers of thy grace?
2Thou art my everlasting trust;Thy goodness I adore;And since I knew thy graces first,I speak thy glories more.
2Thou art my everlasting trust;
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.
3My feet shall travel all the lengthOf the celestial road;And march, with courage, in thy strength,To see my Father God.
3My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;
And march, with courage, in thy strength,
To see my Father God.
4How will my lips rejoice to tellThe victories of my King!My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,Shall thy salvation sing.
4How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.
Watts.
250C. M.Chief among ten thousand.Majestic sweetness sits enthronedUpon the Saviour’s brow;His head with radiant glories crowned,His lips with grace o’erflow.2No mortal can with him compareAmong the sons of men;Fairer is he than all the fairWho fill the heavenly train.3He saw me plunged in deep distress,And flew to my relief;For me he bore the shameful cross,And carried all my grief.4To him I owe my life and breath,And all the joys I have!He makes me triumph over death,And saves me from the grave.5To heaven, the place of his abode,He brings my weary feet;Shows me the glories of my God,And makes my joys complete.6Since from thy bounty I receiveSuch proofs of love divine,Had I a thousand hearts to give,Lord, they should all be thine.Stennett.
C. M.
Chief among ten thousand.
Majestic sweetness sits enthronedUpon the Saviour’s brow;His head with radiant glories crowned,His lips with grace o’erflow.
Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviour’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o’erflow.
2No mortal can with him compareAmong the sons of men;Fairer is he than all the fairWho fill the heavenly train.
2No mortal can with him compare
Among the sons of men;
Fairer is he than all the fair
Who fill the heavenly train.
3He saw me plunged in deep distress,And flew to my relief;For me he bore the shameful cross,And carried all my grief.
3He saw me plunged in deep distress,
And flew to my relief;
For me he bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief.
4To him I owe my life and breath,And all the joys I have!He makes me triumph over death,And saves me from the grave.
4To him I owe my life and breath,
And all the joys I have!
He makes me triumph over death,
And saves me from the grave.
5To heaven, the place of his abode,He brings my weary feet;Shows me the glories of my God,And makes my joys complete.
5To heaven, the place of his abode,
He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete.
6Since from thy bounty I receiveSuch proofs of love divine,Had I a thousand hearts to give,Lord, they should all be thine.
6Since from thy bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be thine.
Stennett.
251C. M.Altogether lovely.Jesus, I love thy charming name;’Tis music to my ear;Fain would I sound it out so loudThat all the earth might hear.2Yes, thou art precious to my soul,My transport and my trust;Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,And gold is sordid dust.3All that my ardent soul can wishIn thee doth richly meet;Nor to my eyes is light so dear,Nor friendship half so sweet.4Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,And shed its fragrance there;The noblest balm of all its wounds,The cordial of its care.5I’ll speak the honors of thy nameWith my last laboring breath;And, dying, triumph in thy cross—The antidote of death.Doddridge.
C. M.
Altogether lovely.
Jesus, I love thy charming name;’Tis music to my ear;Fain would I sound it out so loudThat all the earth might hear.
Jesus, I love thy charming name;
’Tis music to my ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That all the earth might hear.
2Yes, thou art precious to my soul,My transport and my trust;Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,And gold is sordid dust.
2Yes, thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.
3All that my ardent soul can wishIn thee doth richly meet;Nor to my eyes is light so dear,Nor friendship half so sweet.
3All that my ardent soul can wish
In thee doth richly meet;
Nor to my eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,And shed its fragrance there;The noblest balm of all its wounds,The cordial of its care.
4Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart,
And shed its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
5I’ll speak the honors of thy nameWith my last laboring breath;And, dying, triumph in thy cross—The antidote of death.
5I’ll speak the honors of thy name
With my last laboring breath;
And, dying, triumph in thy cross—
The antidote of death.
Doddridge.
252C. M.I looked—and there was none to help.Isaiah 63:5.Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,We wretchéd sinners lay,Without one cheerful beam of hope,Or spark of glimmering day.2With pitying eyes the Prince of graceBeheld our helpless grief;He saw, and—O! amazing love!He ran to our relief.3Down from the shining seats above,With joyful haste he fled,Entered the grave in mortal flesh,And dwelt among the dead.4O! for this love let rocks and hillsTheir lasting silence break;And all harmonious human tonguesThe Saviour’s praises speak.5Angels! assist our mighty joys;Strike all your harps of gold;But, when you raise your highest notes,His love can ne’er be told.Watts.
C. M.
I looked—and there was none to help.Isaiah 63:5.
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,We wretchéd sinners lay,Without one cheerful beam of hope,Or spark of glimmering day.
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretchéd sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2With pitying eyes the Prince of graceBeheld our helpless grief;He saw, and—O! amazing love!He ran to our relief.
2With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and—O! amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3Down from the shining seats above,With joyful haste he fled,Entered the grave in mortal flesh,And dwelt among the dead.
3Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste he fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
4O! for this love let rocks and hillsTheir lasting silence break;And all harmonious human tonguesThe Saviour’s praises speak.
4O! for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour’s praises speak.
5Angels! assist our mighty joys;Strike all your harps of gold;But, when you raise your highest notes,His love can ne’er be told.
5Angels! assist our mighty joys;
Strike all your harps of gold;
But, when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne’er be told.
Watts.
253C. M.A fountain for sin.Zech. 13:1.There is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuel’s veins;And sinners plunged beneath that flood,Loose all their guilty stains.2The dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his day;And there have I, as vile as he,Washed all my sins away.3O Lamb of God, thy precious bloodShall never lose its power,Till all the ransomed Church of GodBe saved to sin no more.4E’er since by faith I saw the streamThy flowing wounds supply,Redeeming love has been my theme,And shall be till I die.5And when this lisping, stammering tongueLies silent in the grave,Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,I’ll sing thy power to save.Cowper.
C. M.
A fountain for sin.Zech. 13:1.
There is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuel’s veins;And sinners plunged beneath that flood,Loose all their guilty stains.
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Loose all their guilty stains.
2The dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his day;And there have I, as vile as he,Washed all my sins away.
2The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.
3O Lamb of God, thy precious bloodShall never lose its power,Till all the ransomed Church of GodBe saved to sin no more.
3O Lamb of God, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved to sin no more.
4E’er since by faith I saw the streamThy flowing wounds supply,Redeeming love has been my theme,And shall be till I die.
4E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
5And when this lisping, stammering tongueLies silent in the grave,Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,I’ll sing thy power to save.
5And when this lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing thy power to save.
Cowper.
254C. M.He shall save his people from their sins.Matt. 1:21.Salvation! O the joyful sound;’Tis pleasure to our ears;A sovereign balm for every wound,A cordial for our fears.2Buried in sorrow and in sin,At hell’s dark door we lay;But we arise by grace divine,To see a heavenly day.3Salvation! let the echo flyThe spacious earth around;While all the armies of the skyConspire to raise the sound.Watts.
C. M.
He shall save his people from their sins.Matt. 1:21.
Salvation! O the joyful sound;’Tis pleasure to our ears;A sovereign balm for every wound,A cordial for our fears.
Salvation! O the joyful sound;
’Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2Buried in sorrow and in sin,At hell’s dark door we lay;But we arise by grace divine,To see a heavenly day.
2Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell’s dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine,
To see a heavenly day.
3Salvation! let the echo flyThe spacious earth around;While all the armies of the skyConspire to raise the sound.
3Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around;
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
Watts.
255C. M.The Reign of Christ.Let earth, with every isle and sea,Rejoice; the Saviour reigns:His word, like fire, prepares his way,And mountains melt to plains.2His presence sinks the proudest hillsAnd makes the valleys rise;The humble soul enjoys his smiles,The haughty sinner dies.3Adoring angels, at his birth,Made our Redeemer known;Thus shall he come to judge the earth,And angels guard his throne.4His foes shall tremble at his sight,And hills and seas retire;His children take their upward flight,And leave the world on fire.5The seeds of joy and glory sownFor saints in darkness here,Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown,And a rich harvest bear.Watts.
C. M.
The Reign of Christ.
Let earth, with every isle and sea,Rejoice; the Saviour reigns:His word, like fire, prepares his way,And mountains melt to plains.
Let earth, with every isle and sea,
Rejoice; the Saviour reigns:
His word, like fire, prepares his way,
And mountains melt to plains.
2His presence sinks the proudest hillsAnd makes the valleys rise;The humble soul enjoys his smiles,The haughty sinner dies.
2His presence sinks the proudest hills
And makes the valleys rise;
The humble soul enjoys his smiles,
The haughty sinner dies.
3Adoring angels, at his birth,Made our Redeemer known;Thus shall he come to judge the earth,And angels guard his throne.
3Adoring angels, at his birth,
Made our Redeemer known;
Thus shall he come to judge the earth,
And angels guard his throne.
4His foes shall tremble at his sight,And hills and seas retire;His children take their upward flight,And leave the world on fire.
4His foes shall tremble at his sight,
And hills and seas retire;
His children take their upward flight,
And leave the world on fire.
5The seeds of joy and glory sownFor saints in darkness here,Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown,And a rich harvest bear.
5The seeds of joy and glory sown
For saints in darkness here,
Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown,
And a rich harvest bear.
Watts.
256C. H. M.Thou hast put all things under his feet.Heb. 2:8.O North, with all thy vales of green,O South, with all thy palms,From peopled towns, and fields between,Uplift the voice of psalms;Raise, ancient East, the anthem high,And let the youthful West reply.2Lo! in the clouds of heaven appearsGod’s well-belovéd Son;He brings a train of brighter years—His kingdom is begun:He comes, a guilty world to blessWith mercy, truth and righteousness.3O Father, haste the promised hourWhen at his feet shall lieAll rule, authority, and power,Beneath the ample sky,When he shall reign from pole to pole,The Lord of every human soul.4When all shall heed the words he said,Amid their daily cares,And by the loving life he ledShall strive to pattern theirs;And he who conquered Death shall win,The mighty conquest over Sin.W. C. Bryant.
C. H. M.
Thou hast put all things under his feet.Heb. 2:8.
O North, with all thy vales of green,O South, with all thy palms,From peopled towns, and fields between,Uplift the voice of psalms;Raise, ancient East, the anthem high,And let the youthful West reply.
O North, with all thy vales of green,
O South, with all thy palms,
From peopled towns, and fields between,
Uplift the voice of psalms;
Raise, ancient East, the anthem high,
And let the youthful West reply.
2Lo! in the clouds of heaven appearsGod’s well-belovéd Son;He brings a train of brighter years—His kingdom is begun:He comes, a guilty world to blessWith mercy, truth and righteousness.
2Lo! in the clouds of heaven appears
God’s well-belovéd Son;
He brings a train of brighter years—
His kingdom is begun:
He comes, a guilty world to bless
With mercy, truth and righteousness.
3O Father, haste the promised hourWhen at his feet shall lieAll rule, authority, and power,Beneath the ample sky,When he shall reign from pole to pole,The Lord of every human soul.
3O Father, haste the promised hour
When at his feet shall lie
All rule, authority, and power,
Beneath the ample sky,
When he shall reign from pole to pole,
The Lord of every human soul.
4When all shall heed the words he said,Amid their daily cares,And by the loving life he ledShall strive to pattern theirs;And he who conquered Death shall win,The mighty conquest over Sin.
4When all shall heed the words he said,
Amid their daily cares,
And by the loving life he led
Shall strive to pattern theirs;
And he who conquered Death shall win,
The mighty conquest over Sin.
W. C. Bryant.
257C. P. M.The only foundation.Had I ten thousand gifts beside,I’d cleave to Jesus crucified,And build on him alone;For no foundation is there givenOn which to place my hopes of heaven,But Christ, the corner-stone.2Possessing Christ I all possess,Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness,And holiness complete;Bold in his name, I dare draw nighBefore the Ruler of the sky,And all his justice meet.3There is no path to heavenly bliss,To solid joy or lasting peace,But Christ, th’ appointed road;O may we tread the sacred way,By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray,Till we sit down with God!4The types and shadows of the wordUnite in Christ, the Man, the Lord,The Saviour kind and true;O may we still his word believe,And all his promises receive,And all his precepts do.5As he above for ever lives,And life to dying mortals gives,Eternal and divine;O may his Spirit in me dwell!Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell,Eternal life is mine.Chatham.
C. P. M.
The only foundation.
Had I ten thousand gifts beside,I’d cleave to Jesus crucified,And build on him alone;For no foundation is there givenOn which to place my hopes of heaven,But Christ, the corner-stone.
Had I ten thousand gifts beside,
I’d cleave to Jesus crucified,
And build on him alone;
For no foundation is there given
On which to place my hopes of heaven,
But Christ, the corner-stone.
2Possessing Christ I all possess,Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness,And holiness complete;Bold in his name, I dare draw nighBefore the Ruler of the sky,And all his justice meet.
2Possessing Christ I all possess,
Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness,
And holiness complete;
Bold in his name, I dare draw nigh
Before the Ruler of the sky,
And all his justice meet.
3There is no path to heavenly bliss,To solid joy or lasting peace,But Christ, th’ appointed road;O may we tread the sacred way,By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray,Till we sit down with God!
3There is no path to heavenly bliss,
To solid joy or lasting peace,
But Christ, th’ appointed road;
O may we tread the sacred way,
By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray,
Till we sit down with God!
4The types and shadows of the wordUnite in Christ, the Man, the Lord,The Saviour kind and true;O may we still his word believe,And all his promises receive,And all his precepts do.
4The types and shadows of the word
Unite in Christ, the Man, the Lord,
The Saviour kind and true;
O may we still his word believe,
And all his promises receive,
And all his precepts do.
5As he above for ever lives,And life to dying mortals gives,Eternal and divine;O may his Spirit in me dwell!Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell,Eternal life is mine.
5As he above for ever lives,
And life to dying mortals gives,
Eternal and divine;
O may his Spirit in me dwell!
Then, saved from sin, and death, and hell,
Eternal life is mine.
Chatham.
258S. M.All we like sheep have gone astray.Isaiah. 53:6.Like sheep we went astray,And broke the fold of God;Each wandering in a different way,But all the downward road.2How dreadful was the hourWhen God our wanderings laid,And did at once his vengeance pourUpon the Shepherd’s head.3How glorious was the graceWhen Christ sustained the stroke!His life and blood the Shepherd pays,A ransom for the flock.4But God hath raised his headO’er all the sons of men,And made him see a numerous seedTo recompense his pain.Watts.
S. M.
All we like sheep have gone astray.Isaiah. 53:6.
Like sheep we went astray,And broke the fold of God;Each wandering in a different way,But all the downward road.
Like sheep we went astray,
And broke the fold of God;
Each wandering in a different way,
But all the downward road.
2How dreadful was the hourWhen God our wanderings laid,And did at once his vengeance pourUpon the Shepherd’s head.
2How dreadful was the hour
When God our wanderings laid,
And did at once his vengeance pour
Upon the Shepherd’s head.
3How glorious was the graceWhen Christ sustained the stroke!His life and blood the Shepherd pays,A ransom for the flock.
3How glorious was the grace
When Christ sustained the stroke!
His life and blood the Shepherd pays,
A ransom for the flock.
4But God hath raised his headO’er all the sons of men,And made him see a numerous seedTo recompense his pain.
4But God hath raised his head
O’er all the sons of men,
And made him see a numerous seed
To recompense his pain.
Watts.
259S. M.Seen of angels.1 Tim. 3:16.Beyond the starry skies,Far as th’ eternal hills,Yon heaven of heavens, with living light,Our great Redeemer fills.2Around him angels fair,In countless armies shine;And ever, in exalted lays,They offer songs divine.3“Hail, Prince of life!” they cry,“Whose unexampled loveMoved thee to quit those glorious realmsAnd royalties above.”4And when he stooped to earth,And suffered rude disdain,They cast their honors at his feet,And waited in his train.5They saw him on the cross,While darkness vailed the skies;And when he burst the gates of death,They saw the Conqueror rise.6They thronged his chariot wheels,And bore him to his throne;Then swept their golden harps and sung—“The glorious work is done.”Turner, varied.
S. M.
Seen of angels.1 Tim. 3:16.
Beyond the starry skies,Far as th’ eternal hills,Yon heaven of heavens, with living light,Our great Redeemer fills.
Beyond the starry skies,
Far as th’ eternal hills,
Yon heaven of heavens, with living light,
Our great Redeemer fills.
2Around him angels fair,In countless armies shine;And ever, in exalted lays,They offer songs divine.
2Around him angels fair,
In countless armies shine;
And ever, in exalted lays,
They offer songs divine.
3“Hail, Prince of life!” they cry,“Whose unexampled loveMoved thee to quit those glorious realmsAnd royalties above.”
3“Hail, Prince of life!” they cry,
“Whose unexampled love
Moved thee to quit those glorious realms
And royalties above.”
4And when he stooped to earth,And suffered rude disdain,They cast their honors at his feet,And waited in his train.
4And when he stooped to earth,
And suffered rude disdain,
They cast their honors at his feet,
And waited in his train.
5They saw him on the cross,While darkness vailed the skies;And when he burst the gates of death,They saw the Conqueror rise.
5They saw him on the cross,
While darkness vailed the skies;
And when he burst the gates of death,
They saw the Conqueror rise.
6They thronged his chariot wheels,And bore him to his throne;Then swept their golden harps and sung—“The glorious work is done.”
6They thronged his chariot wheels,
And bore him to his throne;
Then swept their golden harps and sung—
“The glorious work is done.”
Turner, varied.
2608s & 5s.And they sung a new song.Rev. 14:3.Sing of Jesus, sing for everOf the love that changes never!Who, or what, from him can severThose he makes his own?2With his blood the Lord hath bought them,When they knew him not, he sought them,And from all their wanderings brought them;His the praise alone.3Through the desert Jesus leads them,With the bread of heaven he feeds them,And through all their way he speeds themTo their home above.4There they see the Lord who bought them,Him who came from heaven and sought them,Him who by his Spirit taught them,Him they serve and love.Kelly.
8s & 5s.
And they sung a new song.Rev. 14:3.
Sing of Jesus, sing for everOf the love that changes never!Who, or what, from him can severThose he makes his own?
Sing of Jesus, sing for ever
Of the love that changes never!
Who, or what, from him can sever
Those he makes his own?
2With his blood the Lord hath bought them,When they knew him not, he sought them,And from all their wanderings brought them;His the praise alone.
2With his blood the Lord hath bought them,
When they knew him not, he sought them,
And from all their wanderings brought them;
His the praise alone.
3Through the desert Jesus leads them,With the bread of heaven he feeds them,And through all their way he speeds themTo their home above.
3Through the desert Jesus leads them,
With the bread of heaven he feeds them,
And through all their way he speeds them
To their home above.
4There they see the Lord who bought them,Him who came from heaven and sought them,Him who by his Spirit taught them,Him they serve and love.
4There they see the Lord who bought them,
Him who came from heaven and sought them,
Him who by his Spirit taught them,
Him they serve and love.
Kelly.
2617s, 6 lines.And that rock was Christ.1 Cor. 10:4.Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee;Let the water and the blood,From thy riven side which flowed,Be of sin the double cure;Cleanse me from its guilt and power.2Not the labor of my handsCan fulfill the law’s demands;Could my zeal no respite know,Could my tears for ever flow,All for sin could not atone;Thou must save and thou alone.3Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to thy cross I cling;Naked, come to thee for dress;Helpless, look to thee for grace;Foul, I to the fountain fly;Wash me, Saviour, or I die.4While I draw this fleeting breath,When my heart-strings break in death,When I soar to worlds unknown,See thee on thy judgment throne,Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee.Toplady.
7s, 6 lines.
And that rock was Christ.1 Cor. 10:4.
Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee;Let the water and the blood,From thy riven side which flowed,Be of sin the double cure;Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
2Not the labor of my handsCan fulfill the law’s demands;Could my zeal no respite know,Could my tears for ever flow,All for sin could not atone;Thou must save and thou alone.
2Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill the law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save and thou alone.
3Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to thy cross I cling;Naked, come to thee for dress;Helpless, look to thee for grace;Foul, I to the fountain fly;Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
3Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress;
Helpless, look to thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
4While I draw this fleeting breath,When my heart-strings break in death,When I soar to worlds unknown,See thee on thy judgment throne,Rock of ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee.
4While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my heart-strings break in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
Toplady.
2627s, double.A covert from the storm.Isaiah 4:6.Jesus, lover of my soul,Let me to thy bosom fly,While the billows near me roll,While the tempest still is high;Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,Till the storm of life is past,Safe into the haven guide,O receive my soul at last.2Other refuge have I none,Hangs my helpless soul on thee!Leave, O leave me not alone,Still support and comfort me:All my trust on thee is stayed,All my help from thee I bring,Cover my defenseless headWith the shadow of thy wing.3Thou, O Christ, art all I want,Boundless love in thee I find;Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,Heal the sick, and lead the blind.Just and holy is thy name,Prince of Peace and Righteousness;Most unworthy, Lord, I am,Thou art full of love and grace.4Plenteous grace with thee is found,Grace to pardon all my sins;Let the healing streams abound,Make and keep me pure within.Thou of life the fountain art,Freely let me take of thee;Spring thou up within my heart,Rise to all eternity.C. Wesley.
7s, double.
A covert from the storm.Isaiah 4:6.
Jesus, lover of my soul,Let me to thy bosom fly,While the billows near me roll,While the tempest still is high;Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,Till the storm of life is past,Safe into the haven guide,O receive my soul at last.
Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past,
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last.
2Other refuge have I none,Hangs my helpless soul on thee!Leave, O leave me not alone,Still support and comfort me:All my trust on thee is stayed,All my help from thee I bring,Cover my defenseless headWith the shadow of thy wing.
2Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on thee!
Leave, O leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me:
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All my help from thee I bring,
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3Thou, O Christ, art all I want,Boundless love in thee I find;Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,Heal the sick, and lead the blind.Just and holy is thy name,Prince of Peace and Righteousness;Most unworthy, Lord, I am,Thou art full of love and grace.
3Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
Boundless love in thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy name,
Prince of Peace and Righteousness;
Most unworthy, Lord, I am,
Thou art full of love and grace.
4Plenteous grace with thee is found,Grace to pardon all my sins;Let the healing streams abound,Make and keep me pure within.Thou of life the fountain art,Freely let me take of thee;Spring thou up within my heart,Rise to all eternity.
4Plenteous grace with thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sins;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of thee;
Spring thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
C. Wesley.
2638s, 7s & 4s.Friend of sinners.One there is above all others,Well deserves the name of Friend;His is love beyond a brother’s,Costly, free, and knows no end;Hallelujah!Costly, free, and knows no end.2Which of all our friends to save us,Could or would have shed his blood?But this Saviour died, to have usReconciled in him to God.Hallelujah!Reconciled in him to God.3When he lived on earth abaséd,Friend of sinners was his name;Now above all glory raiséd,He rejoices in the same;Hallelujah!He rejoices in the same.Newton.
8s, 7s & 4s.
Friend of sinners.
One there is above all others,Well deserves the name of Friend;His is love beyond a brother’s,Costly, free, and knows no end;Hallelujah!Costly, free, and knows no end.
One there is above all others,
Well deserves the name of Friend;
His is love beyond a brother’s,
Costly, free, and knows no end;
Hallelujah!
Costly, free, and knows no end.
2Which of all our friends to save us,Could or would have shed his blood?But this Saviour died, to have usReconciled in him to God.Hallelujah!Reconciled in him to God.
2Which of all our friends to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died, to have us
Reconciled in him to God.
Hallelujah!
Reconciled in him to God.
3When he lived on earth abaséd,Friend of sinners was his name;Now above all glory raiséd,He rejoices in the same;Hallelujah!He rejoices in the same.
3When he lived on earth abaséd,
Friend of sinners was his name;
Now above all glory raiséd,
He rejoices in the same;
Hallelujah!
He rejoices in the same.
Newton.
26411s.The Rock that is higher than I.In seasons of grief to my God I’ll repair,When my heart is o’erwhelmed with sorrow and care:From the end of the earth unto thee will I cry,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.2When Satan the tempter comes in like a floodTo drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,I’ll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die—Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.3And when I have finished my pilgrimage here,Complete in Christ’s righteousness I shall appear,In the swellings of Jordan, all dangers defy,And look to the Rock that is higher than I.4And when the last trumpet shall sound thro’ the skies,And the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise,Transported I’ll join with the ransomed on high,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I.Hunter.
11s.
The Rock that is higher than I.
In seasons of grief to my God I’ll repair,When my heart is o’erwhelmed with sorrow and care:From the end of the earth unto thee will I cry,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
In seasons of grief to my God I’ll repair,
When my heart is o’erwhelmed with sorrow and care:
From the end of the earth unto thee will I cry,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I!
Higher than I, higher than I,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
2When Satan the tempter comes in like a floodTo drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,I’ll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die—Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
2When Satan the tempter comes in like a flood
To drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,
I’ll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die—
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
3And when I have finished my pilgrimage here,Complete in Christ’s righteousness I shall appear,In the swellings of Jordan, all dangers defy,And look to the Rock that is higher than I.
3And when I have finished my pilgrimage here,
Complete in Christ’s righteousness I shall appear,
In the swellings of Jordan, all dangers defy,
And look to the Rock that is higher than I.
4And when the last trumpet shall sound thro’ the skies,And the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise,Transported I’ll join with the ransomed on high,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I!Higher than I, higher than I,To praise the great Rock that is higher than I.
4And when the last trumpet shall sound thro’ the skies,
And the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise,
Transported I’ll join with the ransomed on high,
To praise the great Rock that is higher than I!
Higher than I, higher than I,
To praise the great Rock that is higher than I.
Hunter.
2656s & 4s.I am Alpha and Omega.Cling to the mighty One,Ps. lxxxix. 19.Cling in thy grief;Heb. xii. 11.Cling to the Holy One,Heb. vii. 26.He gives relief;Ps. cxvi. 8.Cling to the Gracious One,Ps. cxvi. 5.Cling in thy pain,Ps. lv. 4.Cling to the Faithful One,1 Thess. v. 24.He will sustain.Ps. xxviii. 8.2Cling to the Living One,Heb. vii. 25.Cling in thy woe,Ps. lxxxvi. 7.Cling to the Loving One1 John iv. 16.Through all below;Romans viii. 38, 39.Cling to the Pardoning One,Is. lv. 7.He speaketh peace;John xiv. 27.Cling to the Healing One,Exod. xv. 26.Anguish shall cease.Ps. cxvi. 8.3Cling to the Bleeding One,1 John i. 7.Cling to his side;John xx. 27.Cling to the Risen One,Rom. vi. 9.In him abide;John xv. 4.Cling to the Coming One,Rev. xxii. 20.Hope shall arise;Titus ii. 13.Cling to the Reigning One,Eph. i. 20-23.Joy lights thine eyes.Ps. xvi. 11.
6s & 4s.
I am Alpha and Omega.
Cling to the mighty One,Ps. lxxxix. 19.Cling in thy grief;Heb. xii. 11.Cling to the Holy One,Heb. vii. 26.He gives relief;Ps. cxvi. 8.Cling to the Gracious One,Ps. cxvi. 5.Cling in thy pain,Ps. lv. 4.Cling to the Faithful One,1 Thess. v. 24.He will sustain.Ps. xxviii. 8.
Cling to the mighty One,Ps. lxxxix. 19.
Cling in thy grief;Heb. xii. 11.
Cling to the Holy One,Heb. vii. 26.
He gives relief;Ps. cxvi. 8.
Cling to the Gracious One,Ps. cxvi. 5.
Cling in thy pain,Ps. lv. 4.
Cling to the Faithful One,1 Thess. v. 24.
He will sustain.Ps. xxviii. 8.
2Cling to the Living One,Heb. vii. 25.Cling in thy woe,Ps. lxxxvi. 7.Cling to the Loving One1 John iv. 16.Through all below;Romans viii. 38, 39.Cling to the Pardoning One,Is. lv. 7.He speaketh peace;John xiv. 27.Cling to the Healing One,Exod. xv. 26.Anguish shall cease.Ps. cxvi. 8.
2Cling to the Living One,Heb. vii. 25.
Cling in thy woe,Ps. lxxxvi. 7.
Cling to the Loving One1 John iv. 16.
Through all below;Romans viii. 38, 39.
Cling to the Pardoning One,Is. lv. 7.
He speaketh peace;John xiv. 27.
Cling to the Healing One,Exod. xv. 26.
Anguish shall cease.Ps. cxvi. 8.
3Cling to the Bleeding One,1 John i. 7.Cling to his side;John xx. 27.Cling to the Risen One,Rom. vi. 9.In him abide;John xv. 4.Cling to the Coming One,Rev. xxii. 20.Hope shall arise;Titus ii. 13.Cling to the Reigning One,Eph. i. 20-23.Joy lights thine eyes.Ps. xvi. 11.
3Cling to the Bleeding One,1 John i. 7.
Cling to his side;John xx. 27.
Cling to the Risen One,Rom. vi. 9.
In him abide;John xv. 4.
Cling to the Coming One,Rev. xxii. 20.
Hope shall arise;Titus ii. 13.
Cling to the Reigning One,Eph. i. 20-23.
Joy lights thine eyes.Ps. xvi. 11.