Sweetly the sacred odours spread
Through all Immanuel's ground.
4 Millions of happy spirits live
On Thy exhaustless store;
From Thee they all their bliss receive,
And still Thou givest more.
5 Thou art their triumph and their joy;
They find their all in Thee;
Thy glories will their tongues employ
Through all eternity.
From the German of CONRAD HOJER, 1584.
ESUS, my only God and Lord,
What sweetness in Thy name is stored!
So dark and hopeless is no grief,
But Thy sweet Name can bring relief,
So keen no sorrows' rankling dart
But Thy sweet Name can heal my heart.
2 The world can show no truth like Thine, And therefore will I not repine;
I know Thou wilt forsake me not,
Thy truth is fix'd, though dark my lot;
Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep
From every real harm Thou'lt keep.
3 Jesus, my boast, my light, my joy,
The treasure nought can e'er destroy,
No words, no song that I can frame,
Speak half the sweetness of Thy name;
They only all its power shall prove
Whose hearts have learnt Thy faith and love.
4 Jesus, my Bridegroom, and my crown,
If Thou but smile, the world may frown,
In Thee lie depths of joy untold,
Far richer than her richest gold;
Whene'er I do but think of Thee,
Thy dews drop down and solace me.
5 Whene'er I hope in Thee, my Friend,
Thy comfort and Thy peace descend;
Whene'er in grief I pray and sing,
I feel new courage in me spring;
Thy Spirit witnesses that this
Is foretaste of the eternal bliss.
6 Then, while I live this life of care,
The cross for Thee I'll gladly bear ;
Help me to do my task aright,
That it may stand before Thy sight,
And keep me steadfast in the faith,
Then I am Thine in life and death.
87,87,887. A. T. RUSSELL. 1851.
From the German of J. C. LAVATER.
NAME, than every name more dear,
The heavens Thy praise are telling :
Blest Name, that doth our spirits cheer,
Midst sin and sorrow dwelling.
O Jesus, who shall not love Thee?
Or who disdain to bow the knee
To Jesus, our Redeemer?
2 Thee the eternal Son we own,
Our King for ever blessed;
High on the everlasting throne,
Of boundless power possessed.
All wisdom, life, and light are Thine;
From Thee upon our souls doth shine
The light of love unfailing.
3 High over all Thy Name doth rise;
O'er all the world Thou reignest:
Our Prophet, Priest, King, Sacrifice,
Our Guide-Thou all sustainest;
The depths-the heights confess Thee Lord,
Above all kings our King adored,
All-all is Thine, O Jesus!
HOU hidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love Divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am, if Thou art mine:
And lo from sin, and grief, and shame,
I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name.
2 Thy mighty Name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above ;
Comfort it brings, and power, and peace,
And joy, and everlasting love;
To me, with Thy dear name, are given,
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven.
3 Jesus, my All-in-all Thou art—
My rest in toil; my ease in pain;
The medicine of my broken heart;
In war, my peace; in loss, my gain ;
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown;
In shame, my glory and my crown :
4 In want, my plentiful supply;
In weakness, my Almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;
My light in Satan's darkest hour;
In grief, my joy unspeakable;
My life in death; my heaven in hell.
BJECT of my first desire,
Jesus! crucified for me,
All to happiness aspire
Only to be found in Thee :
Thee to please, and Thee to know,
Constitute our bliss below:
Thee to see, and Thee to love,
Constitute our bliss above.
2 Lord! it is not life to live
If Thy presence Thou deny : Lord if Thou Thy presence give, 'Tis no longer death-to die.
Source and Giver of repose,
Singly from Thy smile it flows,
Peace and happiness are Thine,
Mine they are if Thou art mine.
3 Whilst I feel Thy love to me,
Every object teems with joy;
Here, Ŏ may I walk with Thee,
Then into Thy presence die!
Let me but Thyself possess,
Total sum of happiness!
Real bliss I then shall prove,
Heaven below and heaven above.
VER nigh to those who call,
Jesus, Thou art All in all,
Righteous Advocate of love,
Seated near the throne above;
Whom have I, but Thee, to plead ?
Twas Thyself alone that bled!
2 Whom, on earth, but Thee, have I?
Who, but Thee, for me would die?
Who can every care relieve?
Who can every blessing give?
Who can every sickness heal?
Who can mysteries reveal?
3 When impending storms appear,
Who can save or who can cheer?
Who can re-create the heart?
Who can life and bliss impart ?
Only Thou, my glorious Lord,
Thou alone canst all afford!
4 Only Thou to us art given,
Only Thou, the King of heaven.
Let me not from Thee e'er swerve,
Only Thee I'll love and serve;
Whom have I in heaven but Thee?
Who on earth compared can be?
ESUS, the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find,
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind.
3 O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!
4 But what to those who find? Ah, this-
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus-what it is
None but His loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our crown wilt be ;
Jesus, be Thou our glory now,
And through eternity.
JOIN all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and power,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore ;
All are too mean to speak Thy worth,
Too mean to set Thee, Saviour, forth.
Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue shall bless Thy name;
By Thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came;
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven.
Be Thou my Counsellor,
My Pattern, and my Guide;
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