And bid Him raise our wretched race 3 O may we never cease to hear
From their abyss of woes.
3 'Twas mercy filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons
To rebels doomed to die.
4 Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease:
Bow to the sceptre of His love,
And take the offered peace.
5 Lord, we obey Thy call;
We lay a humble claim
To the salvation Thou hast brought, And love and praise Thy name.
ALVATION! O melodious sound
To wretched dying men!
Salvation that from God proceeds,
And leads to God again!
2 But O! may a degenerate soul,
Sinful and weak as mine,
Presume to raise a trembling eye
To blessings so divine?
3 The lustre of so bright a bliss
My feeble heart o'erbears,
And unbelief almost perverts
The promise into tears.
4 My Saviour-God, no voice but Thine
These dying hopes can raise :
Speak Thy salvation to my soul,
And turn its tears to praise.
5 My Saviour-God, this broken voice
Transported shall proclaim,
And call on all the angelic harps
To sound so sweet a name.
DODDRIDGE.
The voice that gives our conscience rest;
That dissipates our guilty fear,
And tells us we are truly blest.
4 May mercy still remove our fear,
And bind our souls with cords of love!
Mercy that soothes our sorrows here,
And gives us hope of joys above.
T. KELLY.
E love Thee, Lord, yet not alone Because Thy bounteous hand Showers down its rich and ceaseless gifts On ocean and on land;
Because Thou bidd'st the sun go forth
Rejoicing in his might,
And kindle earth to glowing life
And beauty with his light.--
2 'Tis not alone because Thy names
Of wisdom, power, and love,
Are written on the earth beneath,
The glorious skies above.
For these Thy gifts we praise Thee, Lord;
Yet not for these alone,
The incense of Thy children's love
Arises to Thy throne.
3 We love Thee, Lord, because when we Had erred and gone astray,
Thou didst recall our wandering souls Into the heavenward way;
When helpless, hopeless we were lost In sin and sorrow's night,
Thou didst send forth a guiding ray Of Thy benignant light.-
4 Because, when we forsook Thy ways, Nor kept Thy holy will,
Thou wast not the avenging Judge,
But gracious Father still.
Because we have forgot Thee, Lord,
Yet Thou hast not forgot;
Because we have forsaken Thee,
Yet Thou forsakest not.-
5 Because, O Lord, Thou lovedst us
With everlasting love;
Because Thy Son came down to die, That we might live above;
Because, when we were heirs of wrath, Thou gavest hopes of heaven;
Yes; much we love, who much have
And much have been forgiven.
C.M.
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WHEN I had wandered from His fold,
His love the wanderer sought;
When slave-like into bondage sold,
His blood my freedom bought;
Therefore that life, by Him redeemed,
Is His through all its days;
And, as with blessings it hath teemed,
So let it teem with praise;
3 For I am His, and He is mine,
The God whom I adore !
My Father, Saviour, Comforter,
Now and for evermore.
4 When sunk in sorrow, I despaired,
And changed my hopes for fears,
He bore my griefs, my burden shared,
And wiped away my tears;
5 Therefore the joy by Him restored,
To Him by right belongs;
And to my gracious, loving Lord
I'll sing through life my songs;
6 For I am His, and He is mine,
The God whom I adore;
My Father, Saviour, Comforter,
Now and for evermore.
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CHRIST, above all glory seated!
King triumphant, strong to save!
Dying, Thou hast Death defeated,
Buried, Thou hast spoiled the grave.
2 Thou art gone, where now is given,
What no mortal might could gain,
On the eternal throne of heaven
In Thy Father's power to reign.
3 There Thy kingdoms all adore Thee,
Heaven above and earth below:
While the depths of hell before Thee,
Trembling and defeated bow.
4 We, O Lord, with hearts adoring,
Follow Thee above the sky:
Hear our prayers Thy grace imploring,
Lift our souls to Thee on high!
C.M. 5 So when Thou again in glory
ALL hail the power of Jesus' name,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.
2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown Him Lord of all.
3 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race,
A remnant weak and small;
On the clouds of heaven shalt shine,
We Thy flock may stand before Thee,
Owned for evermore as Thine.
6 Hail! all hail! In Thee confiding,
Jesu, Thee shall all adore,
In Thy Father's might abiding,
With one Spirit evermore!
Hail Him who saves you by His grace, COME, let us join our cheerful songs
And crown Him Lord of all.
4 Sinners! whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all.
5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.
60 that, with yonder sacred throng,
We at His feet may fall!
There join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!
E. PERRONET.
RETHREN, let us join to bless
B Christ our Peace and Righteousness:
Let our praise to Him be given, High at God's right hand in heaven. 2 Son of God, to Thee we bow,
Thou art Lord, and only Thou;
Thou the woman's promised seed:
Glory of Thy Church, and Head!
3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing,
Thee we praise, our Priest and King,
Worthy is Thy name of praise,
Full of glory, full of grace.
4 Thou hast the glad tidings brought
Of salvation fully wrought;
Wrought, to set Thy people free,
Wrought to bring our souls to Thee.
5 May we follow and adore
Thee, our Saviour, more and more;
Guide and bless us with Thy love
Till we join Thy saints above.
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their
"Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus:"
"Worthy the Lamb!" our lips reply,
"For He was slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb,
Lo, He lives and reigns for ever,
Victor after hard-won fight!
Where the song of the redeemed
Rings unceasing, day and night.
4 Yet this earth He still remembers,
Still by Him the flock are fed:
Yea, He gives them food immortal,
Gives Himself, the Living Bread:
Leads them where the precious Fountain
From the smitten Rock is shed.
5 Trust Him, then, ye fainting_pilgrims
Who shall pluck you from His hand?
Pledged He stands for your salvation,
Pledged to give the promised land,
Where among the ransomed nations
Ye, too, round His throne shall stand.
J. HUPTON and J. M. NEALE.
Crown Him the Lord of Might!
The King of kings alone,
Maker of all, serene and bright,
On His eternal Throne;
On the broad sea of light,
Whose everlasting waves
Reflect His Throne,-the Infinite!
Who lives, and loves, and saves!
5 Crown Him the Lord of Heaven!
Enthroned in worlds above;
Crown Him the King to whom is given
The wondrous name of Love!
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for me:
Thy praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity!
M. BRIDGES and G. THRING.
2 All they around the throne
Cheerfully join in one,
Praising His name:
We, who have felt His blood
Sealing our peace with God,
Sound His dear fame abroad,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
3 Join all the ransomed race,
Our Lord and God to bless;
Praise ye His name!
In Him we will rejoice,
Making a cheerful noise,
Shouting with heart and voice,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
4 Though we must change our place,
Yet shall we never cease
Praising His name:
To Him we'll tribute bring;
Hail Him our gracious King;
And without ceasing sing,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
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Go See in His face what wonders meet!
O, worship at Immanuel's feet,
Earth is too narrow to express
His worth, His glory, or His grace.
2 The whole creation can afford
But some faint shadows of my Lord;
Nature, to make His beauties known,
Must mingle colours not her own.
3 O let me climb those higher skies,
Where storms and darkness never rise!
There He displays His power abroad,
And shines and reigns the incarnate
God.
4 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars,
Nor heaven, His full resemblance bears;
His beauties we can never trace
Till we behold Him face to face.
AIL! Thou once despised Jesus,
Hail! Thou Galilean King!
Thou didst suffer to release us;
Thou didst free salvation bring.
Hail! Thou universal Saviour,
Bearer of our sin and shame!
By Thy merits we find favour;
Life is given through Thy name.
Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on Thee were laid;
By almighty love anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made.
Every sin may be forgiven,
Through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of heaven,
Peace is made 'twixt man and God.
664.66.64. 3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There for ever to abide;
Let heaven and earth reply, "Praise ye His name!"
Angels, His love adore
Who all our sorrows bore:
And saints, cry evermore,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
All the heavenly hosts adore Thee,
Seated at Thy Father's side:
There for sinners Thou art pleading,
'Spare them yet another year;'
Thou for saints art interceding,
Till in glory they appear.
HOW 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;
And may the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death!
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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;
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.
JESUS came, the heavens adoring,
Came with peace from realms on high;
Jesus came for man's redemption,
Lowly came on earth to die;
Hallelujah Hallelujah!
Came in deep humility.
2 Jesus comes again in mercy,
When our hearts are bowed with care;
Jesus comes again in answer
To an earnest, heartfelt prayer;
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Comes to save us from despair.
3 Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing,
Bringing news of sins forgiven;
Jesus comes in sounds of gladness,
Leading souls redeemed to heaven:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Now the gate of death is riven. 4 Jesus comes on clouds triumphant, When the heavens shall pass away; Jesus comes again in glory:Let us then our homage pay. Hallelujah! ever singing, Till the dawn of endless day. G. THRING.
JESUS, I love Thy charming name,
music to mine ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and heaven might hear.
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 my 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
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It scatters all their guilty fear;
It turns their hell to heaven.
Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks,
And bruises Satan's head;
Power into strengthless souls He speaks,
And life into the dead.
O that the world might taste and see
The riches of His grace!
The arms of love that compass me
Would all mankind embrace.
5 Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp His name;
Preach Him to all, and cry in death,
'Behold, behold the Lamb!"
SUS, 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,
Commissioned from His Father's throne To make His grace to mortals known. Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would 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;
And through this desert land
Still keep me near Thy side. O let my feet ne'er run astray. Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way. I love my Shepherd's voice,
His watchful eyes shall keep My wandering soul among
The thousands of His sheep.
He feeds His flock, He calls their names,
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offered His blood, and died;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside.
His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. My Saviour and my Lord,
My Conqueror and my King,
Thy sceptre and Thy sword,
Thy reigning grace, I sing.
Thine is the power; behold I sit
In willing bonds beneath Thy feet.
Now let my soul arise,
And tread the tempter down;
My Captain leads me forth
To conquest and a crown. A feeble saint shall win the day, Though death and hell obstruct the way.
Blest, when our faith can hold Thee MY Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and power,
That ever mortals knew,
That ever angels bore;
All are too mean to speak His worth,
Too mean to set my Saviour forth.
But O what gentle terms,
What condescending ways,
Does our Redeemer use
To teach His heavenly grace!
Mine eyes with joy and wonder see
What forms of love He bears for me.
Arrayed in mortal flesh,
He like an Angel stands,
And holds the promises
And pardons in His hands;
When I begin Thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of Thy grace?
2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore;
And, since I knew Thy grace at first, I speak Thy glories more.
3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road;
And march with courage in Thy strength,
To see my Father, God.
4 When I am filled with sore distress
For some surprising sin,
I'll plead Thy perfect righteousness,
And mention none but Thine.
5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall Thy salvation sing.
6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers!
With this delightful song
I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.
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