2 The bruisèd reed, O Jesus, Thou breakest not in twain; The smoking flax Thou fannest Into a flame again. 3 From Thee, Lord, comes the courage And make the coward bold. 6 O Saviour, glorious Victor In us Thy strength make perfect, 633 WE 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young, The watchful eye in darkness closed, And mute the instructive tongue,-4 The Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart; His eye still guides us, and His voice Still animates our heart. 5Lo, I am with you,' saith the Lord, 'My church shall safe abide; For I will ne'er forsake My own, Whose souls in Me confide.' 6 Through every scene of life and death, This promise is our trust: And this shall be our children's song, When we are turned to dust. DODDRIDGE. CHRISTIAN ORDINANCES. W. W. HOW. * C.M. 635 E thank Thee, Lord, for using us, However trembling is the hand, The voice however weak. 2 We thank Thee, Lord, that some true rays Of Thine from us have shone Into a world so dark as ours, However faint and wan. 3 For those to whom, through us, Thou hast Some heavenly guidance given: 4 For solace ministered perchance 5 Lord, keep us still the same, as in O keep us fervent still in love, 'Mid many waxing cold: 6 Thy name to name, Thyself to own, With voice unfaltering, And face as bold and unashamed, BAPTISM. AROUND Thy grave, Lord Jesus, 7.6. Thine open grave, we stand, With hearts all full of gladness, To keep Thy blest command: So Thee in faith we follow, And trace Thy path of love, Through the strange solemn waters, Up to Thy throne above. 2 Lord Jesus, we remember The travail of Thy soul, When in Thy love's deep pity The waves did o'er Thee roll: Baptized in death's cold waters, For us Thy blood was shed; For us the Lord of glory Was numbered with the dead, 3 But now Thou art arisen! Thy travail all is o'er, Once Thou for sin hast suffered, And Thou shalt die no more! Crowned with immortal honour, Because of that dark bed, Give us to share Thy triumph, Thou First-born from the dead! 4 Into Thy death baptized, O let us with Thee die! So freed from the old nature, Alive with Thee to God. J. G. DECK. C.M BURIED beneath the yielding wave, dear Redeemer lies; Faith views Him in the watery grave, And thence beholds Him rise. 2 Thus it becomes His saints to-day CHILDREN of the King of grace, earth to heaven ye go, Your Redeemer's footsteps trace, Follow Him in all ye do. 2 His sweet presence you will find Shining on you as ye go: 75. Cast your fears and cares behind; 3 You are buried with the Lord; 4 Hear the voice that speaks from heaven, 5 Mighty Saviour! we obey Thy divine, commanding voice; Thou hast taught our feet the way, 6 On Thy promise we rely, Hear us from Thy lofty throne: 6 And shall I still rebellious stand? 639 HAS 8.7.4. AST Thou said, exalted Jesus, Take thy cross and follow Me?' Shall the word with terror seize us, Shall we from the burden flee? Lord, I'll take it; And, rejoicing, follow Thee. 2 While this liquid-tomb surveying, Jesus entered Jordan's wave. 3 Sweet the sign that thus reminds me, 4 Buried with my Lord to be! Should it rend some fond connection, When I faint beneath the cross. 5 Fellowship with Him possessing. Wakes the sleepers under ground. Sound it loud from every string! Embrace a soul so vile? 2 Hast Thou discharged my dreadful debt, 3 And shall my proud rebellious heart 4 Hast Thou for me the cross endured, 5 Didst Thou the great example lead HU J. E. GILES. 8.7. [UMBLE souls, who seek salvation, Through the Lamb's atoning blood, Hear the voice of revelation, Tread the path that Jesus trod: 2 Hear the blest Redeemer call you, Be baptized in My name:' 3 Plainly here His footsteps tracing, IN My journey I'll pursue; C.M. Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 3 Through duties, and through trials too, 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 'Hinder me not; come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee.' 642 J. RYLAND. JESUS! and shall it ever be, L.M. A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, 5 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend Baptize us in renewing fire, Let earth and heaven our pledge record, And future witness bear, 645 M. G. SAFFERY. C.M. WE gave ourselves to Thee, O Lord, Content to be despised; When we, obedient to Thy word, 2 Then we avowed that we would die 3 O never may our souls forget 4 Let not those holy joys be lost, 5 And these who own their Lord to-day, Teach us the truths herein set forth, 646 Deep in our hearts to feel. 2 Death to the world we here avow, 3 And we, O Lord, who now partake With every sin, for Thy dear sake, WIT B. W. NOEL. C. M. ITNESS, ye men and angels, now 2 That, long as life itself shall last, ACCORDING to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 3 Gethsemane can I forget? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! 5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 648 J. MONTGOMERY. 98.98. 650 G. RAWSON. 78. COME, and let us sweetly join, 2 Jesus, we Thy promise claim, 651 WESLEY.* L.M. COMMUNION of my Saviour's blood, In Him to have my lot and part; BREAD of the world, in mercy broken; 3 This be my joy and comfort here, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are dead; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed. R. HEBER. BY Christ redeemed, in Christ restored, 2 His body broken in our stead 3 His fearful drops of agony, 4 And thus that dark betrayal-night, 4 This pledge of future glory mine: And break the bread, and pour the wine. 5 Ah! there, though in the lowest place, 3 Wash me, and make me thus Thine own; 5 We long to see Thy churches full, Wash me, and mine Thou art; Wash me, but not my feet alone,My hands, my head, my heart. 4 The atonement of Thy blood apply, That all the chosen race May, with one voice and heart and soul, Sing Thy redeeming grace. 655 IF WATTS. C. M F human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie; If tender thoughts within us burn, To feel a friend is nigh; 2 O shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe 3 Here drink with Thee the royal wine 4 of heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song, This is the heavenly table spread for me: To Him who died our fears to quell, Our worthless hearts to share! 656 GERARD T. NOEL. Here let me feast, and feasting, still JESUS is gone above the skies, prolong The brief, bright hour of fellowship L.M. Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem: Christ and His love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on Him 5 While He is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare our souls a place, That we may dwell in heavenly light, And live for ever near His face. 6 Our eyes look upwards to the hills Whence our returning Lord shall come; We wait Thy chariot's awful wheels, To fetch our longing spirits home. 657 JESUS, to Thy table led, WATTS. Now let every heart be fed With the true and living Bread! 2 While upon Thy cross we gaze, Mourning o'er our sinful ways, Turn our sadness into praise. 78. 3 Draw us to Thy wounded side, Whence there flowed the healing tide; There our sins and sorrows hide. |