Spiritual Songs 251–300
251 Crimond C.M.
T. E. Purdom (c.1852-1942)
J. S. Irvine, 1836-1887
LORD Jesus Christ, our Saviour Thou,
With joy we worship Thee,
We know Thou hast redeemed us,
By dying on the tree.
2 We know the love that brought Thee down,
Down from that bliss on high;
To meet our ruined souls in need,
On Calvary's cross to die.
3 Our Saviour Jesus – Lord Thou art,
Eternal is Thy love;
Eternal, too, our songs of praise,
When with Thee, Lord, above.
4 E'en now we praise the grace divine,
The love that shines in Thee;
The rich One Thou – for us made poor,
By death to set us free.
5 We praise, we worship, we adore,
As round Thyself we meet;
Thy beauty, Lord, our souls transports,
While bowing at Thy feet.
6 Our theme of praise art Thou alone,
Thy cross, Thy work, Thy word;
Oh! who can fathom all Thy love,
Thou living blessed Lord?
252 Halle 8.7.8.7.
James Allen (1734-1804), and W. W. Shirley (1725-1786)
K. Muller, 1815-1898
SWEET the moments, rich in blessing,
Musing o'er the cross we spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing
From the dying sinners' Friend.
2 Here we rest – in wonder viewing
All our guilt on Jesus laid,
And a full redemption flowing
From the sacrifice He made.
3 Here we find the dawn of heaven,
While upon the Lamb we gaze,
See our trespasses forgiven,
And our songs of triumph raise.
4 O that strong in faith abiding,
We may to the Saviour cleave,
Nought with Him our hearts dividing,
All for Him content to leave!
5 May we still, God's mind discerning,
To the Lamb for wisdom go;
There new wonders daily learning,
All the depths of mercy know.
253 Austin S.M.
P. Doddridge
A. E. Lord
SINCE Christ and we are one,
What room for doubt or fear?
He sits upon the Father's throne,
And we are in Him there.
2 The Spirit doth unite
Our souls to Him our Head,
And forms us to His image bright,
While in His steps we tread.
3 And grace it is, free grace,
Which keeps us on the road,
Till we behold the Saviour's face,
And city of our God.
254 Batavia 8.7.8.7.
Mrs. J. A. Trench
J. C. Kuehnau, 1735-1805
DEATH and judgment are behind us,
Grace and glory are before;
All the billows rolled o'er Jesus,
There they spent their utmost power.
2 First-fruits of the resurrection,
He is risen from the tomb;
Now we stand in new creation,
Free; because beyond our doom.
3 Jesus died, and we died with Him,
Buried in His grave we lay,
One with Him in resurrection,
Now in Him in heaven's bright day.
255 Azmon C.M.
R. C. Chapman
C. G. Glaeser, 1784-1829
THE Prince of life, once slain for us,
Is now gone up on high;
Captivity is captive led,
And Christ no more can die.
2 His word is faithfulness and truth,
"Behold, I quickly come";
And faith, that counts the promise sure,
Can pierce the midnight gloom.
3 Far spent already is the night,
In hope we hail the day
Of our beloved Lord's return
To wipe all tears away.
4 Jesus, at the appointed hour,
In glory shall appear;
Then, fashioned by His mighty hand,
We shall His image bear.
5 Soon shall the saints with glory crowned
Dwell in that cloudless light,
And see their Lord in glory owned,
Heaven's constant sweet delight.
256 Petition 7.6.7.6.D.
J. Montgomery
Franz Joseph Haydn, 1732-1809
HAIL to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son,
When to the time appointed
The rolling years have run:
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free,
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity!
2 The heavens, which now conceal Him
In counsels deep and wise,
In glory shall reveal Him
To our rejoicing eyes;
He, who with hands uplifted
Went from this earth below,
Shall come again, all gifted,
His blessing to bestow.
3 He shall come down like showers
Upon the new-mown grass,
And joy and hope like flowers
Spring up where He doth pass;
Before Him on the mountains
Shall peace, the herald, go;
And righteousness in fountains
From hill to valley flow.
4 Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring;
All nations shall adore Him,
His praise all peoples sing,
Outstretched His wide dominion
O'er river, sea and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion,
Or dove's light wing can soar.
257 Lenox 6.6.6.6.8.8.
A. Midlane
L. Edson, 1748-1820
HIMSELF He could not save,
He on the cross must die,
Or mercy could not come
To ruined sinners nigh;
Yes, Christ, the Son of God, must bleed
That sinners might from sin be freed.
2 Himself He could not save,
For justice must be done;
Our sins' full weight must fall
Upon the sinless One;
For nothing less could God accept
In payment of that fearful debt.
3 Himself He could not save,
For He the Surety stood
For all who now rely
Upon His precious blood;
He bore the penalty of guilt
When on the cross His blood was spilt.
4 Himself He could not save,
Love's stream too deeply flowed,
In love Himself He gave,
To pay the debt we owed.
Obedience to His Father's will,
And love to Him did all fulfil.
5 And now exalted high: –
A Prince and Saviour He,
That sinners might draw nigh
And drink of mercy free,
Of mercy now so richly shed,
For Jesus liveth who was dead.
258 Angel's
Story 7.6.7.6.D.
John Ernest Bode (1816-1874)
A. H. Mann, 1850-1929
O JESUS, Thou hast promised
To all who follow Thee
That where Thou art in glory
There shall Thy servant be;
And Jesus, I have promised
To serve Thee to the end;
Oh, give me grace to follow
My Master and my Friend.
2 Oh, let me feel Thee near me;
The world is ever near;
I see the sights that dazzle,
The tempting sounds I hear;
My foes are ever near me,
Around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,
And shield my soul from sin.
3 Oh, let me hear Thee speaking,
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,
The murmurs of self-will.
Oh, speak to reassure me,
To hasten, or control;
Oh, speak, and make me listen,
Thou Guardian of my soul.
259 Spohr C.M.
S. P. Tregelles
L. Spohr, 1785-1859
THE gloomy night will soon be past,
The morning will appear,
The harbinger of day at last
Each waiting eye will cheer.
2 Thou Bright and Morning Star, Thy light
Will to our joy be seen;
Thou, Lord, wilt meet our longing sight
Without a cloud between.
3 Ah, yes, Lord Jesus (Thou whose heart
Still for Thy saints doth care),
We shall behold Thee as Thou art,
And Thy full image bear.
4 Thy love sustains us by the way,
While pilgrims here below;
Thou dost, O Saviour, day by day,
Thy suited grace bestow.
5 But oh! the more we learn of Thee,
And Thy rich mercy prove,
The more we long Thy face to see,
And fully prove Thy love.
6 Then, shine, Thou Bright and Morning Star,
We wait for Thee to come
And take, from sin and grief afar,
Thy blood-bought people home.
260 Wellesley 8.7.8.7.
L. M. Grant
L. S. Tourjée, 1858-1913
FATHER, Oh, what boundless glory
In Thy name of love we know,
No more sweet, more wondrous story,
Than Thy heart revealed below.
2 Thou whose blessed name is Holy –
Majesty supreme is Thine;
Yet in One so meek and lowly
We behold Thy brightness shine!
3 He in whom Thy heart delighted,
Sent to earth, to grief and shame:
Here, where all before had slighted,
He alone declared Thy Name.
4 'Mid the darkness, Light resplendent,
Purest, gentlest Stranger, He;
While the world, in bitter ferment,
Hated both Himself and Thee.
5 Then the cup, from Thy hand given,
E'en to Thy beloved Son!
Perfume sweet ascends to heaven:
His most glorious work is done.
6 Blessed, beauteous contemplation –
Theme more full than all beside –
Cause of deepest adoration –
Thou, through Christ, art glorified!
261 No
Other Plea C.M.D.
Miss H. K. Burlingham
Norwegian Melody arr. by W. J. Kirkpatrick, 1838-1921
THE Holy One who knew no sin,
God made Him sin for us;
The Saviour died our souls to win,
Upon the shameful cross.
His precious blood alone availed
To wash our sins away;
Through weakness He o'er hell prevailed,
Through death He won the day.
2 His beauty shineth far above
Our feeble power of praise;
And we shall live and learn His love
Through everlasting days.
The knowing this, that us He loves,
Has made our cup run o'er;
Jesus, Thy name our spirit moves,
Today and evermore.
262 Lux
Benigna 10.4.10.4.10.10.
William Easton (1850-1926)
J. B. Dykes, 1823-1876
O JESUS, Lord, Great Shepherd of Thy sheep,
Lead Thou us on:
Foolish and weak, we need Thee still to keep
And lead us on:
Dangers abound, and we are not yet home,
O keep us near, nor let us from Thee roam.
2 Thy blood was shed that we might with Thee be
At home on high,
Amid that scene of light and radiancy
Beyond the sky.
Yet even here we know Thee near, and hear
Thy voice, and follow, Saviour, without fear.
3 Dark though the path may be, we follow Thee
Along the way,
Which leads us on, Thy glory soon to see
In cloudless day:
Thus led by Thee, Thy tender shepherd care
Will keep, and guard, and guide us safely there.
4 What will it be when dangers all are past,
And led by Thee,
We reach our home – the Father's house, at last,
To dwell with Thee?
How loud the chorus which we then shall raise,
And sing for ever to Thee, in Thy praise!
263 Alban's 6.6.6.6.8.8.
T. Kelly
W. H. Havergal, 1793-1870
THE night is now far spent,
The day is drawing nigh,
Soon will the morning break
In radiance through the sky;
O let the thought our spirits cheer,
The Lord Himself will soon appear.
2 Though men our hope deride,
Nor will the truth believe,
We in His word confide,
And it will ne'er deceive,
Soon all that grieves shall pass away,
And saints shall see a glorious day.
3 For us the Lord intends
A bright abode on high,
The place where sorrow ends,
And nought is known but joy:
With such a hope let us rejoice,
We soon shall hear the Saviour's voice.
264 Deep
Harmony L.M.
R. Morshead
H. Parker
ENTHRONED on high, eternal Word,
As Son of man, as sovereign Lord,
'Tis now by faith on Thee we rest,
Till all Thy title have confessed.
2 Thou hast our souls from sins made clean,
Thy Spirit gives us strength within;
Whilst Thou for us in all our need,
At God's right hand dost ever plead.
3 O keep us in the narrow way,
That ne'er from Thee our footsteps stray;
Sustain our weakness, calm our fear,
And to Thy presence keep us near.
4 O be it thus till that blest day
When God shall wipe all tears away;
Quickly, 'tis promised in the word,
E'en so, Amen. Come, Jesus, Lord.
265 Munich 7.6.7.6.D.
G. W. Frazer
"Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch", Meiningen, 1693
O GOD of grace, our Father,
We bless Thy holy name,
We who enjoy Thy favour,
Made holy, without blame;
In love, which sought and found us,
And brought us nigh to Thee,
And won the rest of glory,
Our heavenly home shall be.
2 Thy deep eternal counsel
Chose us in Christ the Son
Before the earth's foundation,
Or time had yet begun;
That we might all the nearness
Of the Beloved know,
And brought to Thee as children
Our children's praises flow.
3 We worship Thee, our Father,
Soon shall Thy children be
At home in heavenly glory,
Thy house their home shall be;
We worship Thee, our Father,
And praise Thy perfect love,
Soon shall we chant Thy glory
In better strains above.
266 Brandenburg 7s.
J. Swain
German Melody
CHRIST the Lord will come again,
None shall wait for Him in vain;
We shall then His glory see,
His, who died to set us free.
2 Then, when the Redeemer's voice
Calls the sleeping saints to rise,
Rising millions shall proclaim
Blessings on the Saviour's name.
3 "This is our redeeming God",
Ransomed hosts will shout aloud:
Praise, eternal praise, be given
To the Lord of earth and heaven.
267 Comfort 11.11.11.11.
John Fawcett (1739-1817)
E. L. White
ALL fulness resides in Jesus our Head,
And ever abides to answer all need:
The Father's good pleasure has laid up a store,
A plentiful treasure, to give to the poor.
2 Whatever distress awaits us below,
Such plentiful grace the Lord will bestow
As still shall support us and silence our fear,
And nothing can hurt us while Jesus is near.
3 When sorrows assail us, or terrors draw nigh,
His love will not fail us, He'll guide with His eye;
And when we are fainting, and ready to fail,
He'll give what is wanting, and make us prevail.
4 We trust His protection; we'll lean on His might;
We're sure His direction will guide us aright;
We know who surrounds us, almighty to save,
And no one confounds us the Saviour who have.
268 Worship 7.7.7.6.
William Wooldridge Fereday (1863-1959)
S. T. Francis, 1834-1925
HOLY Lord, we think of Thee,
Of Thy woe and agony,
Of Thy suffering on the tree;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
2 Wondrous grace to ruined man
In that vast eternal plan;
Far too vast for thought to scan;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
3 Ponder we Thy lowly bed,
Son of God in manger laid,
Born to Calvary to be led;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
4 Saviour, we Thy path retrace,
Patient love and lowly grace,
Matchless, holy, all Thy ways;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
5 To Thy cross we turn our eyes,
Slain that guilty worms might rise;
Precious, perfect sacrifice!
Saviour, we adore Thee.
6 Gaze we at the empty tomb;
Gone our sins, dispelled our gloom,
We are free – beyond sin's doom;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
7 Look we to the throne of God;
There in glory's blest abode,
We behold Thee, risen Lord;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
8 Soon for us Thou wilt return;
Lord, for Thee our spirits yearn;
Haste we to that blissful morn;
Saviour, we adore Thee.
269 Llanelly 7.6.7.6.D.
WE love to sing Thy praises,
O Jesus Christ the Lord;
It is our new-born gladness
Thy goodness to record:
The one absorbing treasure
That fills our heart and eye
Is love that came to suffer,
For enemies to die.
2 Oh, love beyond all telling,
Beyond all ken or thought,
Which Thou, O blessed Saviour,
To us from heaven hast brought!
In Thee we see united
Both God and man in One;
Hence power and love unmeasured
Combined in Thee are shown.
3 The power of the Creator
Gives glory to Thy name;
The love of the Redeemer
Enhances all Thy fame:
Creator and Redeemer,
Almighty Saviour Lord,
The power and love that saved us
For ever be adored.
270 Silchester S.M.
J. N. Darby
Henri Abraham Cesar Malan (1787-1864)
AND shall we see Thy face,
And hear Thy heavenly voice,
Well known to us in present grace?
Well may our hearts rejoice.
2 With Thee in garments white,
Lord Jesus, we shall walk;
And spotless in that heavenly light,
Of all Thy sufferings talk.
3 Close to Thy trusted side,
In fellowship divine;
No cloud, no distance, e'er shall hide
Glories that then shall shine.
4 Fruit of Thy boundless love,
That gave Thyself for us;
For ever we shall with Thee prove
That Thou still lov'st us thus.
5 And we love Thee, blest Lord,
E'en now, though feeble here,
Thy sorrow and Thy cross record
What makes us know Thee near.
6 We wait to see Thee, Lord,
Yet now within our hearts
Thou dwell'st in love that doth afford
The joy that love imparts.
7 Yet still we wait for Thee,
To see Thee as Thou art;
Be with Thee, like Thee, Lord, and free
To love with all our heart.
271 Lowry 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.
Robert Lowry (1826-1899)
O GOD, through Christ we sing
Glory to Thee;
In His blest name we bring
Glory to Thee.
His heavenly face displays
All Thy refulgent rays,
And wakes our hymn of praise,
Glory to Thee.
2 He gave, when here on earth,
Glory to Thee;
Angels had hailed His birth,
Glory to Thee.
The wondrous works He wrought,
The precious truths He taught,
His holy footsteps brought
Glory to Thee.
3 On Calvary's cross He gave
Glory to Thee;
Won from the vanquished grave
Glory to Thee:
Exalted now, and crowned,
Him countless hosts surround,
And swell the lofty sound,
Glory to Thee.
4 With joy we strike the chord,
Glory to Thee!
Ascribe, through Christ the Lord,
Glory to Thee:
In Jesus' name shalt Thou
Constrain all knees to bow;
Through Him we worship now;
Glory to Thee!
272 Festal
Song S.M.
A. Midlane
W. H. Walter, 1825-1893
REVIVE Thy work, O Lord;
Exalt Thy precious Name;
And may Thy love in every heart
Be kindled to a flame.
2 Revive Thy work, O Lord;
Create soul-thirst for Thee,
And hungering for the bread of life,
Oh, may our spirits be.
3 Revive Thy work, O Lord;
Give power unto Thy Word;
Grant that Thy blessed Gospel may
In living faith be heard.
4 Revive Thy work, O Lord;
And give refreshing showers:
The glory shall be all Thine own;
The blessing, Lord, be ours!
273 Dominus
Regit Me 8.7.8.7. Iambic
Bagstaff or Littlewood
J. B. Dykes, 1823-1876
O LORD, how does Thy mercy throw
Its guardian shadow o'er us,
Preserving while we're here below,
Safe to the rest before us.
2 As weaker than a bruised reed,
We cannot do without Thee;
We want Thee here each hour of need,
Shall want Thee too in glory.
3 And though our efforts now to praise
Are often cold and lowly,
A nobler, sweeter song we'll raise
With all Thy saints in glory.
4 We'll lay our trophies at Thy feet,
We'll worship and adore Thee,
Whose precious blood has made us meet
To dwell with Thee in glory.
274 Stella 8.8.8.8.8.8.
P. Gerhardt (tr. J. Wesley)
Old English Air, 1858 adapted
O LORD, Thy rich, Thy boundless love
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
O give our hearts its depths to prove,
And reign without a rival there!
From Thee, O Lord, we all receive,
Thine, wholly Thine, alone we'd live.
2 O Lord, how cheering is Thy way!
How blest, how gracious in our eyes!
Care, anguish, sorrow, pass away,
And fear before Thy presence flies.
Lord Jesus! nothing would we see,
Nothing desire, apart from Thee!
3 In conflict be Thy love our peace!
In weakness be Thy love our strength!
And when the storms of life shall cease,
And Thou to meet us com'st at length,
Lord Jesus, then these hearts shall be
For ever satisfied with Thee.
275 Martyrdom C.M.
M. Bowly
H. Wilson, 1766-1824
OUR God is light: and though we go
Across a trackless wild,
Our Saviour's footsteps ever show
The path for every child.
2 At every step afresh we prove
How sure our heavenly Guide;
The faithful and forbearing love
That never turns aside.
3 Thou weariest not, most gracious Lord,
Though we may weary grow;
In season, the sustaining word
Thou giv'st our hearts to know.
4 Death's bitter waters met our thirst,
Thy cross has made them sweet;
Then on our gladdened vision burst
God's shady, cool retreat.
5 The manna and the springing well
Suffice for every need;
And Eshcol's grapes the story tell
Of where Thy path doth lead.
276 Cwm
Rhondda 8.7.8.7.8.7.
William Williams (1717-1791)
J. Hughes, 1873-1932
GUIDE us, O Thou gracious Saviour,
Pilgrims through this barren land;
We are weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold us with Thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven,
Feed us now and evermore.
2 While we tread this vale of sorrow,
May we in Thy love abide:
Keep us ever, gracious Saviour,
Cleaving closely to Thy side,
Still relying
On the Father's changeless love.
3 Saviour, come, we long to see Thee,
Long to dwell with Thee above,
And to know in full communion
All the sweetness of Thy love;
Come, Lord Jesus,
Take Thy waiting people home.
277 Creation 8.8.8.8.8.8.
J. Swain
Franz Joseph Haydn, 1732-1809
CHRIST'S glory fills eternity,
Eternity which was and is;
And all eternity to be
Will shine with His undying praise;
To Him who lives but once was slain
Be honour, power, and praise, Amen.
2 To Him who shines before our eyes
In robes of uncreated light;
Whose glories ever on us rise
And fill us with supreme delight;
To Him who lives but once was slain
Be honour, power, and praise, Amen.
3 To Him whose everlasting love
Sent forth those precious streams of grace,
Which made us long to dwell above,
And led us to this blissful place;
To Him who lives but once was slain
Be honour, power, and praise, Amen.
278 Spohr C.M.
J. G. Deck
L. Spohr, 1785-1859
SAVIOUR, we long to follow Thee,
Daily Thy cross to bear,
And count all else, whate'er it be,
Unworthy of our care.
2 We are not now our own, but Thine,
The purchase of Thy blood,
And made, by grace and love divine,
The sons and heirs of God.
3 Thy Spirit, too, the present seal
Of all the Father's love,
Dwells in our souls and does reveal,
The glorious rest above.
4 Thy life is now beyond the grave;
Our souls Thou hast set free;
Life, strength, and grace in Thee we have,
For we are one with Thee.
5 O teach us so the power to know
Of risen life with Thee;
Not we may live while here below,
But Christ our life may be.
279 Ellers 10s.
Miss C. H. von Poseck
E. J. Hopkins, 1818-1901
THOU, Lord, Thyself, the Bright, the Morning Star
Wilt soon arise and chase our woes afar;
What gladness then, what bliss without a cloud,
Shall fill these hearts so oft with sorrow bowed!
2 Lord Jesus, shall we gaze upon Thy face –
That face of perfect beauty, love and grace?
That blessed form, once nailed upon the tree,
Lord, shall these very eyes in glory see?
3 We shall, we shall! for Thou hast said it, Lord,
And faith rests ever on Thy changeless word:
"Behold, I come," "surely I quickly come;"
E'en so, Amen: oh, take Thy loved ones home!
4 Lord Jesus, come: the Spirit calls for Thee,
The bride desireth sore Thy face to see;
Lord Jesus, come: our hearts within us burn,
We hasten forth to greet Thy glad return.
280 Hull 8.8.6.8.8.6.
T. Kelly
S. Chandler, born 1760
O JOYFUL day! O glorious hour!
When Jesus, by almighty power,
Revived and left the grave;
In all His works behold Him great,
Before, almighty to create,
Almighty now to save.
2 The First-begotten from the dead,
He's risen now, His people's Head,
And thus their life's secure;
And if, like Him, they yield their breath,
Like Him they'll burst the bonds of death,
Their resurrection sure.
3 Why should His people, then, be sad?
None have such reason to be glad
As those redeemed to God:
Jesus, the mighty Saviour, lives,
To them eternal life He gives,
The purchase of His blood.
4 Then let our gladsome praise resound,
And let us in His work abound,
Whose blessed name is Love;
We're sure our labour's not in vain,
For we with Him ere long shall reign,
With Jesus dwell above.
281 Friedrich C.M.
I. Watts
George Frederick Handel, 1685-1759
WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of God's High Priest above;
His heart is filled with tenderness,
His very name is Love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean
For He has felt the same.
3 But spotless, undefiled and pure,
The great Redeemer stood;
While Satan's fiery darts He bore
And did resist to blood.
4 He, in the days of sorrowing flesh,
Poured out His cries and tears,
And, though ascended, feels afresh
What every member bears.
5 Then boldly let our faith address
The throne of grace and power:
We shall obtain delivering grace
In every needed hour.
282 Panoply 7.7.7.3.
Miss Charlotte Elliott (1789-1871) vv. 1, 2, 5, 6; Mrs. Hazel Dixon vv. 3, 4)
Hazel Dixon, 1976
CHRISTIAN, seek not yet repose,
Cast thy dreams of ease away;
Thou art in the midst of foes:
Watch and pray.
2 Canaan has for thee been won,
Christ triumphant led the way;
In His might possess thine own!
Watch and pray.
3 In the heavenlies see that land,
Satan would thine entrance stay;
Thou against his wiles must stand:
Watch and pray.
4 Principalities and powers,
Mustering their unseen array,
Wait for thy unguarded hours:
Watch and pray.
5 Gird thy heavenly armour on,
Wear it ever, night and day;
Ambushed lies the evil one:
Watch and pray.
6 Watch, as if on that alone
Hung the issue of the day;
Pray that help may be sent down:
Watch and pray.
283 Rockingham L.M.
I. Watts
E. Miller, 1731-1807
WHEN I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ my God:
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
3 See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down:
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
284 St.
Catherine 8.8.8.8.8.8.
C. Wesley
H. F. Hemy, 1818-1888
THOU hidden Source of calm repose!
Thou all-sufficient Love divine!
Our help and refuge from our foes,
Secure we are, for we are Thine;
And, lo! from guilt and grief and shame
We're hidden, Saviour, by Thy name.
2 Thy mighty name Salvation is,
And keeps our happy souls above;
Comfort it brings, and power and peace
And joy and everlasting love;
To us, with Thy dear name, are given
Pardon and holiness and heaven.
3 O Lord, our All in all Thou art,
Our rest in toil, our ease in pain;
The medicine of a broken heart;
'Mid storms, our peace; in loss, our gain;
Our smile beneath the tyrant's frown;
In shame, our glory and our crown.
4 In 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.
285 Barrow C.M.
T. Kelly
American Melody 1850
THE head that once was crowned with thorns,
Is crowned with glory now;
Heaven's royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor's brow.
2 Thou glorious light of courts above,
Joy of the saints below,
To us still manifest Thy love,
That we its depths may know.
3 To us Thy cross with all its shame,
With all its grace be given;
Though earth disowns Thy lowly name.
God honours it in heaven.
4 Who suffer with Thee, Lord, below,
Shall reign with Thee above:
Then let it be our joy to know
This way of peace and love.
5 To us Thy cross is life and health;
'Twas shame and death to Thee;
Our present glory, joy and wealth,
Our everlasting stay.
286 Grebe 8.7.8.7.D.
T Kelly
J. G. Ebeling, 1637-1676
"STRICKEN, smitten, and afflicted,"
See Him dying on the tree;
'Tis the Christ by man rejected;
Yes, my soul, 'tis He, 'tis He.
Mark the sacrifice appointed,
See who bears the awful load;
'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed,
Son of man and Son of God.
2 Here we have a firm foundation,
Here's the refuge of the lost;
Christ's the rock of our salvation;
His the name of which we boast.
Lamb of God, for sinners wounded,
Sacrifice to cancel guilt,
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Thee their hope have built.
287 Prospect C.M.D.
Miss C. H. von Poseck
English Melody, 19th C.
FATHER divine, in grateful love
We bow before Thy face,
While for Thy gift unspeakable
Our souls o'erflow with praise;
Thine only Son, Thy heart's delight
Far back, ere time began,
Thou in Thy boundless love didst give
To die for ruined man.
2 Thou gavest Him, well knowing all
That lay before Him here –
The thorny crown, the purple robe,
The gall, the cruel spear;
And in that hour of woe supreme
Did Jesus bear our sin –
The patient, holy, suffering Lamb,
Of God forsaken then.
3 Father, this mystery of love
Must all our praise excel:
No human, no angelic tongue
Its wondrous depths can tell;
For what were we that Thou on us
Such love shouldst ever pour?
We bow, and, filled with joy and awe,
Father and Son adore.
288 Prospect C.M.D.
O THOU, whose mercies far exceed
All we can do or say,
As in Thy people Thou indeed
Dost daily more display;
Let, for our happiness, O God,
On us while here below,
By virtue of Christ's death and blood,
Thy richest blessings flow.
2 Preserve Thy flock most graciously,
By Thine all-powerful hand;
Move them from every harm away,
'Twixt them and danger stand;
Till Thou shalt fully have obtained
In us the fruits of grace,
And we, in joys that never end,
Shall see Thee, face to face.
3 Do Thou, the very God of peace,
Us wholly sanctify,
And grant us such a rich increase
Of power from on high,
That spirit, soul and body may,
Preserved free from stain,
Be blameless until that great day;
Lord Jesus Christ, Amen!
289 Yorkshire 10.10.10.10.10.10.
Katharina Amalia Dorothea von Schlegel (b. 1697), (tr. J. L. Borthwick)
J. Wainwright, 1723-1768
BE still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to Thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
2 Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
3 Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be for ever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
290 Stanford 8.7.8.7.8.7.
T. Kelly
Anon.
WHY those fears! Behold 'tis Jesus
Holds the helm, and guides the ship;
Spread the sails, and catch the breezes
Sent to waft us through the deep,
To the regions
Where the mourners cease to weep.
2 Though the shore we hope to land on,
Only by report is known,
Yet we freely all abandon,
Led by that report alone,
And with Jesus,
Through the trackless deep move on.
3 Led by faith, we brave the ocean;
Led by faith, the storm defy;
Calm amidst tumultuous motion,
Knowing that the Lord is nigh:
Waves obey Him,
And the storms before Him fly.
4 Rendered safe by His protection,
We shall pass the watery waste,
Trusting to His wise direction
We shall gain the port at last;
And with wonder
Think on toils and dangers past.
5 Oh, what pleasures there await us!
There the tempests cease to roar:
There it is that those who hate us
Can molest our peace no more:
Trouble ceases
On that tranquil, happy shore.
291 Shepherd 8s.
W. Cowper
C. Jouard 1858-1927 and F. Jouard 1884-1941.
O SAVIOUR, whom absent we love,
Whom not having seen we adore,
Whose name is exalted above
All glory, dominion, and power;
2 O come and display us as Thine,
And leave us no longer to roam.
Let the light of Thy presence, Lord, shine,
Let the trumpet soon summon us home.
3 Oh, then shall the mists be removed,
And round us Thy brightness be poured.
We shall meet Thee whom absent we loved,
We shall see whom unseen we adored.
4 Oh, then never more shall the fears,
The trials, temptations, and woes,
Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on our blissful repose.
5 Or, if yet remembered above,
Remembrance no sadness shall raise;
They will bring us fresh thoughts of Thy love,
New themes for our wonder and praise.
292 Calvary 8.7.8.7.8.7.
Miss C. H. von Poseck
S. Stanley, 1767-1822
HALLELUJAH! Christ has conquered –
Conquered sin and death and hell:
Sing aloud His mighty triumphs,
Gladly now His praises tell;
Hallelujah!
Jesus has done all things well.
2 Him, who once as Man of sorrows
Bore for us our sins and shame,
Glad we hail as King of glory –
His a never-ending fame;
Hallelujah!
Praise, for ever praise, His name.
3 Son of God, in adoration
Low we bow before Thy face,
And with loving hearts, Lord Jesus,
Sing the marvels of Thy grace;
Hallelujah!
Thee we worship, Thee we praise.
293 Galilee 8.7.8.7.
Mrs. Cecil F. Alexander (1823-1895)
W. H. Jude, 1851-1922
JESUS calls us; o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild, restless sea,
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, "Christian, follow Me."
2 As of old apostles heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home and toil and kindred,
Leaving all for His dear sake.
3 Jesus calls us from the worship
Of the vain world's golden store:
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, "Christian, love Me more."
4 In our joys, and in our sorrows,
Days of toil, and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
"Christian, love Me more than these."
5 Jesus calls us – by Thy mercies,
Saviour, may we hear Thy call;
Give our hearts to Thy obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.
294 Pentecost L.M.
Count N. L. von Zinzendorf
W. Boyd, 1847-1928
O COME, Thou stricken Lamb of God!
Who shed'st for us Thine own life-blood,
And teach us all Thy love – then pain
In life were sweet and death were gain.
2 Take Thou our hearts, and let them be
For ever closed to all but Thee;
Thy willing servants, let us wear
The seal of love for ever there.
3 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered by Thy watchful side;
Who life and strength from Thee receive,
And with Thee move, and in Thee live.
4 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought,
To know the wonders Thou hast wrought;
Unloose our stammering tongues to tell
Thy love, immense, unsearchable.
5 Firstborn of many brethren, Thou!
To whom both heaven and earth must bow;
Heirs of Thy shame and of Thy throne,
We bear the cross, and seek the crown.
295 Regent
Square 8.7.8.7.8.7.
S. P. Tregelles
H. T. Smart, 1813-1879
HOLY Saviour, we adore Thee
Seated on the throne of God;
Soon in glory all before Thee
Shall proclaim Thy praise abroad;
Thou art worthy,
We were ransomed by Thy blood.
2 Saviour, though the world despised Thee,
Though Thou here wast crucified,
Yet the Father's glory raised Thee,
Lord of all creation wide;
Thou art worthy,
We shall live, for Thou hast died.
3 And though here on earth rejected,
'Tis but fellowship with Thee;
Should we not with joy expect it
Here like Thee, our Lord, to be?
Thou art worthy,
Thou from earth hast set us free.
4 Haste the day of Thy returning
With Thy ransomed saints to reign;
Then shall end all days of mourning,
We shall sing with triumph then;
Thou art worthy,
Come, Lord Jesus, come, Amen.
296 Beecher 8.7.8.7.D.
C. Wesley
J. Zundel, 1815-1882
LOVE divine, all praise excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
Bless us with Thy rich indwelling,
All Thy faithful mercies crown.
Saviour, Thee we'd still be blessing,
Serve Thee here, as soon above,
Praise Thee, Saviour, without ceasing,
Glory in Thy dying love.
2 Firstfruits of Thy new creation,
Faithful, holy, may we be,
Joyful in Thy full salvation,
More and more conformed to Thee,
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place,
Then to worship and adore Thee,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
297 Contemplation C.M.
Joseph Addison (1672-1719)
F. A. G. Ouseley, 1825-1889
WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love and praise.
2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.
3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
To taste those gifts with joy.
4 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
The desert past, in glory bright,
The precious theme renew.
5 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise;
But, oh, eternity's too short
To utter all Thy praise!
298 Bartimeus 8.7.8.7.
G. de Mattos
S. Jenks
TO Thy name, Lord Jesus, gathered,
In Thy presence we rejoice,
And in songs of adoration
Gladly join with heart and voice.
2 Thou hast loved us, gracious Saviour,
With an everlasting love,
Tasted death from all to save us,
Seated us in Thee above.
3 We rejoice in Thy salvation,
Boasting in our Saviour God,
While we gratefully remember
All the path which Thou hast trod.
299 Crimond C.M.
F. Rous (Scottish Psalter 1650)
J. S. Irvine, 1836-1887
THE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want:
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
2 My soul He doth restore again:
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for His own Name's sake.
3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear none ill:
For Thou art with me; and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
4 My table Thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
5 Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.
300 Houghton 10.10.11.11.
C. Wesley
H. J. Gauntlett, 1805-1855
YE servants of God, your Master proclaim,
And publish abroad His wonderful name,
The name, all victorious, of Jesus extol,
His kingdom is glorious – He'll reign over all.
2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save,
But still He is nigh, His presence we have;
The great congregation His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus, their King.
3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all shout aloud, and honour the Son!
The praises of Jesus God's saints will proclaim,
And fall on their faces to worship the Lamb.