4 Hosanna! Master, lo! we bring
Our offerings to Thy throne;
Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing,
But hearts to be Thine own.
5 Hosanna! once Thy gracious ear
Approved a lisping throng;
Be gracious still, and deign to hear
Our poor but grateful song.
6 O Saviour, if, redeemed by Thee,
Thy temple we behold,
Hosannas, through eternity,
We'll sing to harps of gold.
YE that know the pardoning Lord,
His everlasting love record,
Give thanks, and glory in His grace!
Gather'd by Jesus from all lands,
Redeem'd from sin and Satan's hands,
Your merciful Redeemer praise :
2 Ere yet on Christ their souls were stay'd,
O'er the wide wilderness they stray'd,
The world of sin they wander'd round; Parched up with thirst, and pined with want, Weary, and comfortless, and faint,
They no abiding city found.
3 To God, they in their trouble cried,
And kindly He their want supplied,
And saved them from their sore distress;
Himself the living way He show'd,
Led them from all their sins to God,
And bade them dwell in perfect peace. 4 Oh that the world would therefore praise The Lord, the God of boundless grace,
Whose love in all His works is seen i
With joyful lips confess His power,
And ever feel, proclaim, adore
His wonders toward the sons of men !
HOU my God art still the same,
And shalt for ever be,
One unchangeable I AM
Through all eternity.
Stands Thy love upon record,
Thy truth immovably secure!
All Thy faithful mercies, Lord,
From age to age endure.
Thou shalt, to Thy promise just,
Arise Thy church to build,
Lift her up out of the dust,
The time is now fulfilled:
Weeping o'er her scattered stones,
Thy servants by her ruins stay,
Thy own Spirit groans their groans,
And bids Thee come away.
Then the Gentile world shall praise
And bow to Jesu's Name;
All the kings of earth His grace
And glory shall proclaim :
When the Lord His church shall rear,
He all His mercy shall display,
Glorious in His saints appear,
And bring the perfect day.
ORD of mercy and of night!
Of mankind the life and light!
Maker, Teacher infinite!
Jesus, hear and save!
2 Mighty Monarch! Saviour mild !
Humbled to a mortal child,
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled,
Jesus, hear and save!
3 Throned above celestial things,
Borne aloft on angels' wings,
Lord of lords, and King of kings,
Jesus, hear and save!
4 Who shall yet return from high,
Robed in might and majesty,
Hear us help us, when we cry!
Jesus, hear and save!
L.M. RAY PALMER. (1858.)
From an ancient Latin Hymn.
ESUS, Thou Joy of loving hearts!
Thou Fount of Life! Thou Light of men!
From the best bliss that earth imparts,
We turn, unfilled, to Thee again.
2 Thy truth, unchanged, hath ever stood;
Thou savest those that on Thee call ;
To them that seek Thee, Thou art good,
To them that find Thee-ALL IN ALL!
3 We taste Thee, O Thou Living Bread,
And long to feast upon Thee still;
We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head,
And thirst our souls from Thee to fill !
4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,
Where'er our changeful lot is cast;
Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see,
Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast.
5 O Jesus, ever with us stay!
Make all our moments calm and bright!
Chase the dark night of sin away,-
Shed o'er the world Thy holy light!
ESUS, I love Thy charming name,
"Tis music to mine ear:
Fain would I sound it out so loud,
That earth and heaven should hear.
2 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport, and my trust:
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.
3' All my capacious powers can wish,
In Thee doth richly meet;
Nor to mine eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there,
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
5 I'll speak the honours of Thy name,
With my last labouring breath;
Then, speechless, clasp Thee in mine arms,
The antidote of death.
[OW sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
3 Dear Name! the rock on which I build ;
My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace.
4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I'll praise Thee as I ought.
6 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim,
With every fleeting breath;
may the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death!
H, speak of Jesus! other names
Have lost for me their interest now;
His is the only one that claims
To be an antidote for woe:
It falls like music on the ear,
When nothing else can soothe or cheer.
2 Oh, speak of Jesus!-of His power,
As perfect God, and perfect man,
Which day by day, and hour by hour,.
As He wrought out the wondrous plan,
Led Him, as God, to save and heal;
As man, to sympathise and feel.
3 Oh, speak of Jesus!-of His death!
For us He lived, for us He died ;
""Tis finished," with His latest breath,
The Lord, Jehovah-Jesus, cried;
That death of shame and agony
Won life, eternal life for me!
4 Yes, speak of Jesus, while mine ear,
Can listen to a human voice!
That Name my parting soul will cheer,
Will bid me ev'n in death rejoice:
Then prove, when these clay bonds are riven,
My passport at the gates of heaven.
NFINITE excellence is Thine,
Thou lovely Prince of Grace!
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.
2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end,
Come bending at Thy feet;
To Thee their prayers and vows ascend,
In Thee their wishes meet.
3 Thy Name, as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around:
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