Hymns and Spiritual Songs, #1-100

J.C. Ryle, 1860

PREFACE

The comfort of invalids and the edification of Christians in private, have been the two principal objects I have had in view in preparing this collection. I hold strongly, that holy thoughts often abide forever in men's memories under the form of poetry, which pass away and are forgotten under the form of prose.

The subjects of the hymns in this collection, are of wide range. I have purposely excluded all hymns which can only interest some one particular section of the Church of Christ. I have specially endeavored to include those which come home to the hearts of all true Christians, of every name, and people, and tongue.

Hymns full of Jesus Christ, whether living, dying, rising, interceding, sympathizing, or coming again—hymns full of the experience of believers, their conflicts, crosses, hopes, fears, sorrows, and joys—such hymns are always useful. Of such, the Church can never have too many. Of such, I venture to think, the present volume contains a rich store.

Of the general value of hymns, it is needless to say anything. The children of the world may regard psalm-singing, or hymn-writing, with indifference, or ill-disguised contempt. But the true-hearted servants of that Savior, who "sang a hymn" before He went out to the Mount of Olives, have ever loved, in every age, to "teach and admonish one another in psalms, and hymns, and spiritual songs." (Colossians 1:9)

The Bible, on which they love to feed daily, abounds in hymns of praise.

The Heaven, which they hope to inhabit one day, will be the abode of eternal praise.

A thankful, hymn-singing spirit has always marked the days of a Church's spiritual prosperity. It is a pleasant thought, that, however much Christians may disagree in pulpits, on platforms, and in prose writing, they are generally of one heart, and one mind, in praise and prayer.

If the three hundred hymns, which I now send forth, shall do good to the weakest lamb in Christ's flock, and shall comfort, cheer, establish, or build up one suffering member of Christ's mystical body, the labor which I have expended in collecting them, will be more than repaid.

J.C. RYLE.

1. 
1. I lay my sins on Jesus, 
The spotless Lamb of God; 
He bears them all, and frees us 
From the accursed load. 

I bring my guilt to Jesus, 
To wash my crimson stains, 
White in His blood most precious, 
Till not a spot remains. 

2. I lay my wants on Jesus; 
All fulness dwells in Him: 
He heals all my diseases, 
He doth my soul redeem. 

I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
My burdens and my cares; 
He from them all releases, 
He all my sorrow shares. 

3. I rest my soul on Jesus, 
This weary soul of mine; 
His right hand me embraces, 
I on His breast recline. 

I love the name of Jesus, 
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; 
Like fragrance on the breezes 
His name abroad is poured. 

4. I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus, 
The Father's holy child. 

I long to be with Jesus 
Amid the heavenly throng, 
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angels' song.
H. BONAR.

2.
1. When this passing world is done, 
When has sunk yon glaring sun, 
When we stand with Christ in glory, 
Looking o'er life's finished story, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then—how much I owe. 

2. When I hear the wicked call 
On the rocks and hills to fall, 
When I see them start and shrink, 
On the fiery deluge brink, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then—how much I owe.

3. When I stand before the throne, 
Dress'd in beauty not my own, 
When I see Thee as Thou art, 
Love Thee with unsinning heart, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then—how much I owe. 

4. When the praise of heav'n I hear, 
Loud as thunders to the ear, 
Loud as many waters' noise, 
Sweet as harp's melodious voice, 
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
Not till then—how much I owe. 

5. Chosen not for good in me, 
Waken'd up from wrath to flee, 
Hidden in the Savior's side, 
By the Spirit sanctified, 
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, 
By my love, how much I owe. 

6. Oft I walk beneath the cloud, 
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud; 
But when fear is at the height, 
Jesus comes, and all is light. 
Blessed Jesus! bid me show 
Doubting saints how much I owe. 
M'CHEYNE

3.
1. Lord, it belongs not to my care, 
Whether I die or live; 
To love and serve Thee is my share, 
And this Thy grace must give. 

2. If life be long, I will be glad, 
That I may long obey; 
If short, yet why should I be sad 
To soar to endless day? 

3. Christ leads me through no darker rooms 
Than He went through before; 
He that unto God's kingdom comes, 
Must enter by His door. 

4. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet 
Thy blessed face to see; 
For if Thy work on earth be sweet, 
What will Thy glory be? 

5. Then shall I end my sad complaints, 
And weary sinful days, 
And join with the triumphant saints, 
Who sing Jehovah's praise. 

6. My knowledge of that life is small, 
The eye of faith is dim; 
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, 
And I shall be with Him. 
BAXTER.

4.
1. Just as I am, without one plea, 
But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come! 

2. Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come! 

3. Just as I am—though toss'd about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
With fears within and wars without—
O Lamb of God, I come!

4. Just as I am—poor, wretched, blind,
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come!

5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve,
Because Thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come! 

6. Just as I am, Thy love unknown 
Has broken every barrier down, 
Now to be thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come! 

5.
1. Give to the winds thy fears, 
Hope, and be undismay'd; 
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears, 
God shall lift up thy head. 

2. Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
He gently clears the way; 
Wait thou His time; so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

3. Still heavy is thy heart? 
Still sink thy spirits down? 
Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
And ev'ry care be gone. 

4. What though thou rulest not? 
Yet heaven, and earth, and hell, 
Proclaim God sitting on the throne, 
And ruling all things well. 

5. Leave to His sovereign sway 
To choose and to command; 
So shalt thou, wond'ring, own His way, 
How wise, how strong His hand! 

6. Far, far above thy thought, 
His counsel shall appear, 
When fully He the work hath wrought 
That caused thy needless fear. 

6.
1. Our times are in Thy hand, 
O God, we wish them there; 
Our life, our friends, our souls we leave 
Entirely to Thy care. 

2. Our times are in Thy hand, 
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
As best may seem to Thee. 

3. Our times are in Thy hand; 
Why should we doubt or fear? 
A father's hand will never cause 
His child a needless tear. 

4. Our times are in Thy hand, 
Jesus the crucified; 
The hand our many sins have pierc'd, 
Is now our guard and guide. 

5. Our times are in Thy hand; 
We'll always trust in Thee, 
'Till we have left this weary land, 
And all Thy glory see! 

7.
1. When along life's thorny road 
Faints the soul beneath the load, 
By its cares and sins opprest, 
Finds on earth no peace or rest,
When the wily tempter's near, 
Filling us with doubts and fear, 
Jesus, to Thy feet we flee, 
Jesus, we will look to Thee. 

2. Thou, our Saviour, from the throne, 
List'nest to Thy people's moan; 
Thou, the living Head, dost share 
Ev'ry pang Thy members bear. 
Full of tenderness Thou art; 
Thou wilt heal the broken heart. 
Full of power, thine arm shall quell 
All the rage and might of hell. 

3. By Thy tears o'er Lazarus shed, 
By Thy power to raise the dead, 
By Thy meekness under scorn, 
By Thy stripes and crown of thorn, 
By that rich and precious blood,
That hath made our peace with God,
Jesus, to Thy feet we flee, 
Jesus, we will cling to Thee.

4. Mighty to redeem and save,
Thou hast overcome the grave; 
Thou the bars of death hast riven, 
Open'd wide the gates of heaven; 
Soon in glory Thou shalt come 
Taking Thy poor pilgrims home; 
Jesus, then we all shall be, 
Ever—ever—Lord, with Thee. 

8.
1. For ever with the Lord! 
Amen, so let it be! 
Life from the dead is in that word, 
'Tis immortality. 

2. Here in the body pent, 
Absent from Him I roam, 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

3. My Father's house on high, 
Home of my soul, how near 
At times to faith's illumin'd eye 
Thy golden gates appear! 

4. My thirsty spirit faints 
To reach the land I love, 
The bright inheritance of saints, 
Jerusalem above. 

5. Yet clouds will intervene, 
And all my prospect flies; 
Like Noah's dove, I flit between 
Rough seas and stormy skies.

6. Anon the clouds depart, 
The winds and waters cease, 
While sweetly o'er my gladden'd heart 
Expands the bow of peace. 

9.
1. No condemnation! O my soul, 
'Tis God that speaks the word;
Perfect in comeliness art thou,
In Christ thy glorious Lord.

2. In heaven His blood for ever speaks 
In God the Father's ear; 
His church, the jewels, on His heart 
Jesus will ever bear. 

3. No condemnation! precious word! 
Consider it, my soul; 
Thy sins were all on Jesus laid, 
His stripes have made thee whole. 

4. Teach us, O God, to fix our eyes 
On Christ, the spotless Lamb, 
So shall we love Thy gracious will, 
And glorify Thy name. 

10.
1. O Lord, who now art seated 
Above the heavens on high, 
The gracious work completed, 
For which thou cam'st to die.
 

To Thee our hearts are lifted, 
While pilgrims wand'ring here, 
For Thou alone art gifted, 
Our ev'ry weight to bear. 

2. We know that Thou hast bought us, 
And wash'd' us in Thy blood; 
We know Thy grace has brought us 
As kings and priests to God; 

We know that soon the morning, 
Long look'd for, hasteth near, 
When we, at Thy returning, 
In glory shall appear. 

3. O Lord, Thy love's unbounded,
So full, so sweet, so free!
Our thoughts are all confounded, 
Whene'er we think on Thee: ' 

For us Thou cam'st from heaven, 
For us to bleed and die, 
That, purchased and forgiven, 
We might ascend on high. 

4. O let this love constrain us 
To give our hearts to Thee: 
Let nothing henceforth pain us, 
But that which paineth Thee; 

Our joy, our one endeavor, 
Through suffering, conflict, shame, 
To serve Thee, gracious Saviour, 
And magnify Thy name.

11.
1. What cheering words are these! 
Their sweetness who can tell? 
In time and to eternal days 
"'Tis with the righteous well." 

2. In ev'ry state secure, 
Kept as Jehovah's eye, 
'Tis well with them while life endures, 
And well when called to die. 

3. Well when they see His face, 
Or sink beneath the flood; 
Well in affliction's thorny maze, 
Or on the mount with God.

4. 'Tis well when joys arise, 
'Tis well when sorrows flow, 
'Tis well when darkness veils the skies, 
And strong temptations grow. 

5. 'Tis well when Jesus calls, 
And bids from earth arise, 
To join the host of ransom'd souls, 
Made to salvation wise. 

12.
1. He bids us come; His voice we know, 
And boldly on the waters go, 
To Him our Lord and God; 
We walk on life's tempestuous sea, 
For He who died to set us free, 
Hath call'd us by His word. 

2. Secure from troubled waves we tread, 
Nor all the storms around us heed,
While to our Lord we look; 
O'er every fierce temptation bound, 
The billows yield a solid ground, 
The wave is firm as rock. 

3. But if from Him we turn our eye, 
And see the raging floods run high, 
And feel our fears within; 
Our foes so strong, our flesh so frail, 
Reason and unbelief prevail, 
And sink us into sin. 

4. Lord, we our unbelief confess, 
Our little spark of faith increase, 
That we may doubt no more; 
But fix on Thee a steady eye, 
And on Thine outstretched arm rely, 
Till all the storm is o'er. 

13.
1. Faint not, Christian! though the road 
Leading to thy blest abode,
Darksome be, and dangerous too— 
Christ, thy guide, will bring thee through. 

2. Faint not, Christian! though in rage 
Satan would thy soul engage; 
Gird on faith's anointed shield, 
Bear it to the battle field. 

3. Faint not, Christian! though the world 
Has its hostile flag unfurl'd; 
Hold the cross of Jesus fast, 
Thou shall overcome at last. 

4. Faint not, Christian! though within 
There's a heart so prone to sin; 
Christ the Lord is over all, 
He'll not suffer thee to fall. 

5. Faint not, Christian! though thy God 
Smite thee with His chast'ning rod; 
Smite He must, with father's care, 
That He may His love declare.

6. Faint not, Christian! Jesus' near; 
Soon in glory He'll appear; 
And His love will then bestow 
Power over every foe. 

7. Faint not, Christian! look on high, 
See the harpers in the sky; 
Patient wait, and thou wilt join— 
Chant with them of love divine.  

14.
1. Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise 
The blessings of redeeming grace: 
Jesus, your everlasting tower,
Can shield you from the tempest's power.

2. His love's a refuge ever nigh, 
His watchfulness as mountains high, 
His name's a rock, which winds above, 
And waves below, can never move.

3. While all things change, He changes not;
He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot; 
His love's unchangeably the same,
And as enduring as His name.

4. Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise 
The blessings of this wondrous grace; 
Jesus, your everlasting tower,
Can bear unmov'd the tempest's power.

15.
1. Away with our sorrow and fear! 
We soon shall have enter'd our home; 
The city of saints shall appear, 
The day of eternity come.
 

From earth we shall quickly remove, 
To dwell in our native abode, 
In mansions of glory above, 
Prepared by our Father and God.

2. Ah! who upon earth can conceive
The bliss that in heaven they'll share?
And who this dark world would not leave, 
And cheerfully seek to be there? 

Where Christ is the light and the sun, 
And we by reflection shall shine, 
With Him everlastingly one,
And bright in effulgence divine.

3. 'Tis good at Thy word to be here, 
'Tis better in Thee to be gone, 
And see Thee in glory appear, 
And rise to a share in Thy throne.
 

All tears will be wiped from our eyes, 
When Thee we behold in the cloud, 
And echo the joys of the skies, 
And shout to the trumpet of God. 

16.
1. All that I was, my sin, my guilt, 
My death, was all my own. 
All that I am I owe to Thee, 
My gracious God alone. 

2. The evil of my former state 
Was mine, and only mine. 
The good in which I now rejoice 
Is Thine, and only Thine. 

3. The darkness of my former state, 
The bondage—all was mine; 
The light of life in which I walk, 
The liberty is Thine. 

4. Thy grace first made me feel my sin, 
And taught me to believe; 
Then, in believing, peace I found, 
And now I live, I live! 

5. All that I am, e'en here on earth, 
All that I hope to be,
When Jesus comes, and glory dawns, 
I owe it, Lord, to Thee. 
H. BONAR.

17.
1. We'll sing of Christ, no matter who 
Should disapprove the theme: 
When He is precious to our view, 
We can't but sing of Him. 

2. And He is precious in the sight 
Of all who know His voice: 
'Twas He who brought them to the light, 
And taught them to rejoice.

3. 'Tis He who cheers them by His smile, 
And guards them by His power; 
Who keeps them safe from force and guile, 
In every trying hour. 

4. 'Tis He who will conduct them home, 
Beyond the reach of ill, 
Where all the ransom'd people come, 
Where saints for ever dwell. 

5. Then let His people make their boast 
Of Him, and Him alone, 
Who came from heaven to save the lost, 
The praise be His alone! 

18.
1. When we cannot see our way, 
Let us trust and still obey; 
He who bids us forward go, 
Cannot fail the way to show. 

2. Though the sea be deep and wide, 
Though a passage seem denied,

Fearless let us still proceed, 
Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 

3. Though it seems the gloom of night, 
Though we see no ray of light, 
Since the Lord Himself is there, 
'Tis not meet that we should fear. 

4. Night with Him is never night, 
Where He is, there all is light; 
When He calls us, why delay? 
They are happy who obey. 

5. Be it our's then, while we're here, 
Him to follow without fear, 
Where He calls us, there to go, 
What He bids us, that to do. 

19.
1. "A little while!"—Our Lord shall come, 
And we shall wander here no more; 
He'll take us to our Father's home, 
Where He for us has gone before.

2. "A little while!"—He'll come again; 
Let us the precious hours redeem; 
Our only grief to give Him pain,
Our joy to serve and follow Him.

3. "A little while!"—'Twill soon be past; 
Why should we shun the promised cross? 
O let us in His footsteps haste,
Counting for Him all else but loss.

4. "A little while!" Come, Savior, come! 
For Thee Thy bride has tarried long; 
Take Thy poor wearied pilgrims home,
To sing the new eternal song.

20.
1. In Thy name, O Lord, assembling, 
We, Thy people, now draw near; 
Teach us to rejoice with trembling; 
Speak, and let thy servants hear, 
Hear with meekness, 
Hear Thy word with godly fear.

2. While our days on earth are lengthen'd, 
May we give them, Lord, to Thee; 
Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd, 
May we run, nor weary be; 
'Till Thy glory
Without clouds in heaven we see.

3. Then in worship, purer, sweeter, 
Thee Thy people shall adore, 
Tasting of enjoyment greater 
Far than thought conceived before, 
Full enjoyment, 
Full, unmix'd and evermore.


21.
1. O haste away, my brethren dear, 
And come to Canaan's shore; 
We'll meet and sing for ever there, 
When all our toils are o'er. 
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful, 
O that will be joyful! 
To meet to part no more, 
To meet to part no more, 
On Canaan's happy shore; 
And there sing hallelujah 
With the friends that have gone before. 

2. How sweet to hear the hallow'd theme 
That saints shall ever sing, 
To hear their voices all proclaim, 
"Salvation to the King." 
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful, 
O that will be joyful! 
To meet to part no more, 
To meet to part no more, 
On Canaan's happy shore; 
And there sing hallelujah 
With the friends that have gone before.

3. Around His throne all eloth'd in white, 
Will all His saints appear, 
And, shining in His glory bright, 
Will see our Saviour there. 
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful, 
O that will be joyful! 
To meet to part no more, 
To meet to part no more, 
On Canaan's happy shore; 
And there sing hallelujah 
With the friends that have gone before.

4. Through heav'n the shouts of angels ring 
When sons to God are born; 
O what a company will sing 
On the millennial morn! 
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful, 
O that will be joyful! 
To meet to part no more, 
To meet to part no more, 
On Canaan's happy shore; 
And there sing hallelujah 
With the friends that have gone before.

5. Through one eternal day we'll sing, 
And bless His sacred name, 
With hallelujah to the King, 
And "Worthy is the Lamb!" 
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful, 
O that will be joyful! 
To meet to part no more, 
To meet to part no more, 
On Canaan's happy shore; 
And there sing hallelujah 
With the friends that have gone before.


22.
1. The church has waited long
Her absent Lord to see;
And still in loneliness she waits, 
A friendless stranger she. 

Age after age has gone, 
Sun after sun has set, 
And still in weeds of widowhood 
She weeps a mourner yet. 
Come then, Lord Jesus, come!

2. Saint after saint on earth
Has lived, and loved, and died;
And as they left us one by one, 
We laid them side by side; 
We laid them down to sleep, 
But not in hope forlorn; 
We laid them but to ripen there, 
'Till the last glorious morn. 
Come then, Lord Jesus, come!

3. The serpent's brood increase,
The powers of hell grow bold,
The conflict thickens, faith is low, 
And love is waxing cold. 
How long, O Lord our God, 
Holy and true and good, 
Wilt thou not judge thy suffering church, 
Her sighs and tears and blood? 
Come then, Lord Jesus, come!

4. We long to hear Thy voice, 
To see Thee face to face, 
To share thy crown and glory then, 
As new we share Thy grace. 
Should not the loving Bride 
The absent Bridegroom mourn? 
Should she not wear the weeds of grief 
Until her Lord return? 
Come then, Lord Jesus come!

5. The whole creation groans,
And waits to hear that voice
That shall restore her comeliness, 
And make her wastes rejoice. 
Come, Lord, and wipe away 
The curse, the sin, the stain, 
And make this blighted world of ours 
Thine own fair world again. 
Come then, Lord Jesus, come!
H. BONAR.

23.
1. O Holy Savior! Friend unseen! 
Since on Thine arm Thou bids't us lean, 
Help us throughout life's changing scene 
By faith to cling to Thee! 

2. Bless'd with this fellowship divine, 
Take what Thou wilt, we'll not repine, 
For, as the branches to the vine, 
We only cling to Thee! 

3. Though far from home, fatigued, opprest, 
Here we have found a place of rest, 
As exiles still, yet not unblest, 
Because we cling to Thee! 

4. What though the world deceitful prove, 
And earthly friends and hopes remove? 
With patient uncomplaining love 
Still can we cling to Thee!

5. Though oft we seem to tread alone 
Life's dreary waste with thorns o'er grown, 
Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone,
Whispers, "Still cling to me!"

6. Though faith and hope are often tried, 
We ask not, need not, aught beside, 
So safe, so calm, so satisfied, 
The souls that cling to Thee!

7. They fear not Satan, nor the grave, 
They know Thee near, and strong to save; 
With Thee all danger they can brave, 
Because they cling to Thee! 

8. Bless'd is our lot whate'er befall; 
Who can affright, or who appal? 
Since as our strength, our Rock, our all, 
Jesus, we cling to Thee. 

24.
1. Let worldly minds the world pursue; 
What are its charms to me? 
Once I admired its trifles too, 
But grace has set me free! 

2. Its pleasures now no longer please, 
No more content afford, 
Far from my heart be joys like these, 
Now I have seen the Lord. 

3. As by the light of opening day, 
The stars are all concealed, 
So earthly pleasures fade away, 
When Jesus is revealed. 

4. Creatures no more divide my choice; 
I bid you all depart; 
His name, and love, and gracious word, 
Have fixed my roving heart! 

25.
1. Blessed be God, for ever blest, 
And glorious be His name! 
His Son He gave, our souls to save 
From everlasting shame. 

2. Had I worn sackcloth, and in dust 
Cast myself humbly down, 
Cover'd my miserable head 
With ashes for a crown; 

3. This could not save me from the curse, 
Nor end the endless pain, 
Nor quench the fire, nor ease the heart, 
Nor wipe away one stain! 

4. The eternal Life His life laid down,
Such was the wondrous plan,
And God, the blessed God, was made 
A curse for cursed man. 

5. Our flesh He took, our sins He bore, 
Himself for us He gave; 
His woes were our's, and we with Him 
Were buried in one grave. 

6. With Him we rose, with Him we live, 
With Him we sit above; 
With Him for ever we shall share 
The Father's boundless love. 

7. Bless, then, Jehovah's blessed name, 
And bless our blessed King; 
And songs of glad deliverance 
For ever, ever sing! 

26.
1. I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
Come unto me and rest; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
Thy head upon my breast. 

I came to Jesus as I was, 
Weary, and worn, and sad, 
I found in Him a resting place, 
And He has made me glad. 

2. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
Behold, I freely give
The living water—thirsty one, 
Stoop down, and drink, and live. 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 
Of that life-giving stream, 
My thirst was quench'd, my soul reviv'd, 
And now I live in Him. 

3. I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
I am this dark world's light, 
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise, 
And all thy day be bright. 

I look'd to Jesus, and I found 
In Him my Star, my Sun; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 
'Til travelling days are done. 
H. BONAR. 

27.
1. Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee, 
O height, O depth of love! 
With Thee we died upon the tree, 
In Thee we live above. 

2. Such was Thy grace, that for our sake 
Thou did'st from heav'n come down, 
Our mortal flesh and blood partake, 
In all our misery one. 

3. Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, 
Were borne on earth by Thee; 
The gall, the curse, the wrath were Thine, 
To set Thy members free. 

4. Ascended now in glory bright, 
Still one with us Thou art, 
Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 
Thy saints and Thee can part.

5. Soon, soon shall come that glorious day, 
When, seated on Thy throne, 
Thou shalt to wond'ring worlds display 
That Thou with us art one. 

28.
1. Ah! I shall soon be dying,
Time swiftly glides away;
But, on my Lord relying, 
I hail the happy day, 
The day when I shall enter 
Upon a world unknown;
My helpless soul I'll venture 
On Jesus Christ alone. 

2. He once, a spotless victim, 
Upon Mount Calvary bled, 
Jehovah did afflict Him, 
And bruise Him in my stead: 
Hence all my hope arises, 
Unworthy as I am; 
My soul most surely prizes 
The sin-atoning Lamb. 

3. Soon with thy saints in glory
The grateful song I'll raise;
And chant my blissful story 
In high seraphic lays. 
Free grace, redeeming merit, 
And sanctifying love, 

Of Father, Son, and Spirit, 
I'll sing in realms above! 

29.
1. Rejoice for a brother deceas'd: 
Our loss is his infinite gain; 
A soul out of prison releas'd 
And freed from its bodily chain.
 

With songs let us follow his flight, 
And mount with his spirit above, ' 
Escap'd to the mansions of light, 
And lodg'd in the Eden of love. 

2. Our brother the haven hath gain'd,
Out-flying the tempest and wind; 
His rest he hath sooner obtain'd 
And left his companions behind.
 

Still toss'd on a sea of distress, 
Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 
Where all is assurance and peace, 
And sorrow and sin are no more.

3. There all the ship's company meet, 
Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath; 
With shouting each other they greet, 
And triumph o'er trouble and death.
 

The voyage of life's at an end, 
Their mortal affliction is past; 
The age that in heaven they spend, 
For ever and ever shall last. 
C. WESLEY.

30.
1. How blest is our sister, bereft
Of all that could burden her mind! 
How easy the soul that has left 
This wearisome body behind! 

This earth is affected no more 
With sickness, or shaken with pain: 
The war in the members is o'er, 
And never shall vex her again.

2. This languishing head is at rest,
It's thinking and aching are o'er; 
This quiet immoveable breast 

Is heaved by affliction no more.
 

This heart is no longer the seat 
Of trouble and torturing pain; 
It ceases to flutter and beat, 
It never shall flutter again.

3. The eyes she so seldom could close, 
By suff'ring forbidden to sleep, 
Seal'd up in their mortal repose, 
Have strangely forgotten to weep.
 

She is dwelling with Jesus in light, 
Where sickness and death are unknown, 
Faith and hope are at last chang'd for sight, 
And her cross is laid down for a crown! 
C. WESLEY.

31.
1. Is God for me? what is it 
That man can do to me? 
Oft as my God I visit, 
All woes give way and flee. 

If God be my salvation, 
My refuge in distress, 
What earthly tribulation 
Can shake my inward peace? 

2. The ground of my profession
Is Jesus and His blood;
He gives me the possession 
Of everlasting good. 

In me and in my doing 
Is nothing on this earth; 
What Jesus is bestowing 
Alone is truly worth. 

3. For me there is provided
A city fair and new;
To it I shall be guided,
Jerusalem the true! 

My portion there is lying, 
A destined Canaan lot; 
Though I am daily dying,  
My Canaan withers not. 

4. My heart within me leapeth,
And cannot down be cast;

In sunshine bright it keepeth 
A never-ending feast. 

The sun which smiling lights me, 
Is Jesus Christ alone; 
And what to sing invites me, 
Is heaven on earth begun. 

32.
1. Through the love of God our Saviour,
All will be well;
Free and changeless is His favour, 
All, all is well. 
Precious is the-blood that heal'd us;
Perfect is the grace that seal'd us;
Strong the hand stretch'd out to shield us; 
All must be well.  

2. Though we pass through tribulation,
All will be well;
Our's is such a full salvation, 
All, all is well. 
Happy, still to God confiding,
Fruitful, if in Christ abiding,
Holy, through the Spirit's guiding, 
All must be well. 

3. We expect a bright tomorrow,
All will be well; 
Faith can sing through days of sorrow, 
All, all is well. 
On our Father's love relying, 
Jesus ev'ry need supplying, 
Or in living or in dying, 
All must be well! 

33.
1. When waves of sorrow round me swell, 
My soul is not dismay'd; 
I hear a voice I know full well, 
"Tis I, be not afraid." 

2. When black the threat'ning clouds appear, 
And storms my path invade, 
That voice shall tranquilize each fear, 
"Tis I, be not afraid."

3. There is a gulf that must be Crossed,
Saviour! be near to aid;
Whisper, when my frail bark is toss'd, 
"Tis I, be not afraid." 

4. There is a dark and fearful vale 
Death hides within its shade; 
O say, when flesh and heart shall fail, 
"Tis I, be not afraid." 

34.
1. Let me be with Thee where Thou art, 
My Saviour, my eternal rest; 
Then only will this longing heart 
Be fully and for ever blest. 

2. Let me be with Thee where Thou art, 
Thy unveil'd glory to behold; 
Then only will this wandering heart 
Cease to be false to Thee and cold. 

3. Let me be with Thee where Thou art, 
Where spotless saints Thy name adore; 
Then only will this sinful heart 
Be evil and defiled no more. 

4. Let me be with Thee where Thou art, 
Where none can die, where none remove, 
There neither death nor life will part 
Me from Thy presence and Thy love. 

35.
1. My God, my Father, while I stray, 
Far from my home, on life's rough way, 
O teach me from my heart to say, 
"Thy will be done."

2. If Thou should'st call me to resign 
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Your;
"Thy will be done."

3. Should pining sickness waste away 
My life in premature decay, 
My Father, still I'll strive to say, 
"Thy will be done." 

4. If but my fainting heart be blest 
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
My God, to Thee I leave the rest,
"Thy will be done." 

5. Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with Thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say, 
"Thy will be done." 

6. Then, when on earth I breathe no more 
The prayer oft mix'd with tears before, 
I'll sing upon a happier shore, 
"Thy will be done." 

36.
1. When I by faith the Saviour's death 
Behold, and know Him mine, 
Sweetly my rising hours advance, 
And peacefully decline. 

2. I cannot doubt His bounteous love, 
So full, so free, so kind; 
To His unerring, gracious will 
Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 

3. Good when He gives, supremely good, 
Nor less when He denies; 
Afflictions from His gracious hand 
Are blessings in disguise. 

4. Inscrib'd in Thy fair book of life, 
O may I read my name! 
There let it fill some humble place, 
'Midst those around the Lamb! 

37.
1. Glory to God on high! 
Let heaven and earth reply, 
Praise ye His name: 
His love and grace adore, 
Who all our sorrows bore; 
Sing aloud evermore, 
"Worthy the Lamb!"

2. Jesus, our Lord and God, 
Bore sin's tremendous load; 
Praise ye His name: 
Tell what His arm hath done, 
What spoils from death He won;
Sing His great name alone; 
"Worthy the Lamb!"

3. Join, all ye ransom'd race, 
Our Lord and God to bless; 
Praise ye His name: 
In Him we will rejoice, 
And make a cheerful noise, 
Shouting with heart and voice, 
"Worthy the Lamb!" 

4. What though we change our place, 
Yet we shall never cease 
Praising His name: 
To Him our songs we bring, 
Hail Him our gracious King, 
And without ceasing sing, 
"Worthy the Lamb!"

5. Let all the hosts above 
Join in one song of love, 
Praising His name: 
To Him ascribed be 
Honour and majesty, 
Through all eternity: 
"Worthy the Lamb!" 

38.
1. Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
Ye people of His choice; 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God 
With heart, and soul, and voice! 

2. Though high above all praise, 
Above all blessing high, 
Who would not fear His holy name, 
And laud and magnify? 

3. O for the living flame, 
From His own altar brought, 
To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
And wing to heav'n our thought!

4. God is our strength and song, 
And His salvation ours; 
Then be His love in Christ proclaim'd, 
With all our ransom'd powers. 

5. Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
The Lord your God adore; 
Stand up, and bless His glorious name, 
Henceforth for evermore. 
MONTGOMERY. 

39. 
1. Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
And lift your voices high; 
Extol the sovereign love that shows 
Our full redemption nigh.

2. Fast on the wings of time it flies, 
Its coming nought can stay: 
It speeds with each revolving year, 
With each declining day. 

3. Not many years their rounds shall run, 
Not many mornings rise, 
E'er all its glories stand reveal'd 
To our admiring eyes. 

4. Then let the wheels of nature roll 
Yet onward to decay: 
We long to hail the rising sun, 
That brings the eternal day. 
DODDRIDGE.

40.
1. We love Thee, Lord, because when we
Had erred and gone astray,
Thou didst recall our wand'ring souls 
Into the homeward way. 

When helpless, hopeless, we were lost 
In sin and sorrow's night, 
Thou didst send forth a guiding ray 
Of Thy benignant light. 

2. Because when we forsook Thy ways,
Nor kept Thy holy will,
Thou wert not an avenging Judge, 
But a gracious Father still. 

Because we have forgot Thee, Lord, 
But Thou hast not forgot,
Because we have forsaken Thee, 
But Thou forsakest not. 

3. Because, O Lord, Thou lovedst us
With everlasting love;
Because Thou gav'st Thy Son to die, 
That we might live above. 

Because when we were heirs of wrath, 
Thou gav'st the hopes of heaven; 
We love because we much have sinned, 
And much have been forgiven. 

41.
1. O Thou, the contrite sinner's Friend, 
Who loving, lov'st them to the end, 
On this alone my hopes depend, 
That Thou wilt plead for me. 

2. When weary in the Christian race, 
Far off appears my resting place, 
And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace, 
Then, Saviour, plead for me. 

3. When I have err'd and gone astray, 
Afar from Thine and wisdom's way, 
And see no glimm'ring, guiding ray, 
Still, Saviour, plead for me. 

4. When Satan, by my sins made bold, 
Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold, 
Then with Thy pitying arms enfold, 
And plead, O plead for me. 

5. And when my dying hour draws near, 
Darken'd with conflict, pain, and fear, 
Then to my fainting sight appear 
Pleading in heav'n for me. 

6. When the full light of heav'nly day 
Reveals my sins in dread array, 
Say Thou hast wash'd them all away,
O say, Thou plead'st for me! 
WESLEY. 

42.
1. I thought upon my sins, and I was sad, 
My soul was troubled sore and fill'd with pain; 
But then I thought on Jesus, and was glad, 
My heavy grief was turn'd to joy again. 

2. I thought upon the law, the fiery law, 
Holy, and just, and good in its decree; 
I look'd to Jesus, and in Him I saw 
That law fulfilled, its curse endured for me.

3. I thought I saw an angry, frowning God, 
Sitting as Judge upon the great white throne; 
My soul was overwhelm'd—then Jesus showed 
His gracious face, and all my dread was gone.

4. I saw my sad estate, condemn'd to die; 
Then terror seiz'd my heart, and dark despair; 
But when to Calvary I turn'd my eye, 
I saw the cross, and read forgiveness there.

5. I saw that I was lost, far gone astray, 
No hope of safe return there seem'd to be; 
But then I heard that Jesus was the way, 
A new and living way prepar'd for me; 

6. Then in that way, so free, so safe, so sure, 
Sprinkled all o'er with reconciling blood 
Will I abide, and never wander more, 
Walking along in fellowship with God.
H. BONAR.

43.
1. My sins are blotted out, 
Since Jesus died for me; 
My times are in a Father's hand, 
My steps in His decree. 

2. Jesus in heaven appears, 
For me to intercede; 
And countless benefits proclaim, 
"The Lord is ris'n indeed." 

3. A little child is free 
From carefulness and guile, 
Rests in a mother's guardian love, 
And waits a father's smile. 

4. Father of spirits, hear, 
Make me this little child; 
May I delight myself in Thee, 
By no mistrust defil'd. 

44.
1. The Spirit in our hearts 
Is whispering, Sinner, Come! 
The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
To all His children, Come! 

2. Let him that heareth, say 
To all about him, Come! 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
To Christ, the fountain, Come! 

3. Yes! whosoever will, 
O let him freely Come, 
And freely drink the stream of life; 
'Tis Jesus bids him Come. 

4. Lo! Jesus, who invites, 
Declares, "I quickly come!" 
Lord, even so! I wait Thy hour, 
Jesus, my Saviour, Come! 

45.
1. Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear, 
Thou glorious star of day! 
Shine forth, and chase the dreary night, 
With all our tears, away. 

2. Strangers on earth, we wait for Thee; 
O leave the Father's throne; 
Come with a shout of victory, Lord, 
And claim us as Thine own. 

3. O bid the bright archangel now 
The trump of God prepare, 
To call Thy saints—the quick, the dead, 
To meet Thee in the air. 

4. No resting place we seek on earth, 
No loveliness we see; 
Our eye is on the royal crown, 
Prepar'd for us and Thee. 

5. But, dearest Lord, however bright 
That crown of joy above, 
What is it to the brighter hope 
Of dwelling in Thy love? 

6. What to the joy, the deeper joy, 
Unmingled, pure, and free, 
Of union with our living Head, 
Of fellowship with Thee? 

7. This joy e'en now on earth is our's, 
But only, Lord, above 
Our heart without a pang shall know 
The fulness of Thy love. 

8. There, near Thy heart, upon the throne, 
Thy ransom'd Bride shall see, 
What grace was in the bleeding Lamb, 
Who died to make her free! 

46.
1. Spirit divine! attend our prayer, 
And make this house Thy home; 
Descend with all Thy gracious power, 
O come, great Spirit, come! 

2. Come as the light—to us reveal 
Our emptiness and woe; 
And lead us in those paths of life, 
Where all the righteous go. 

3. Come as the fire—and purge our hearts 
Like sacrificial flame; 
Let our whole souls an offering be 
To our Redeemer's name. 

4. Come as the dew—and sweetly bless 
This consecrated hour; 
May barren minds be taught to own 
Thy fertilizing power. 

5. Come as the dove—and spread Thy wings, 
The wings of peaceful love; 
And let the Church on earth become 
Blest as the Church above. 

47.
1. If God is mine, then present things, 
And things to come are mine; 
Yea Christ, His Word, and Spirit too, 
And glory all divine. 

2. If He is mine, then from His love 
He every trouble sends;
All things are working for my good, 
And bliss His rod attends. 

3. If He is mine, I need not fear 
The rage of earth and hell; 
He will support my feeble power, 
And every foe repel. 

4. If He is mine, let friends forsake, 
Let wealth and honour flee,
Sure He who giveth me Himself, 
Is more than these to me. 

5. If He is mine, I'll boldly pass 
Through death's dark, gloomy vale; 
He is a solid comfort, when 
All other comforts fail. 

6. O tell me, Lord, that Thou art mine; 
What can I wish beside? 
My soul shall at the fountain live, 
When all the streams are dried. 

48.
1. Sing we the song of those who stand 
Around the eternal throne, 
Of every kindred, clime, and land, 
A multitude unknown. 

2. Life's poor distinctions vanish here; 
Today the young, the old, 
Our Saviour and His flock appear, 
One Shepherd and one fold. 

3. Toil, trial, suffering still await 
On earth the pilgrim throng; 
Yet learn we in our low estate 
The Church triumphant's song. 

4. Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain! 
Cry the redeem'd above, 
Blessing and honour to obtain, 
And everlasting love. 

5. Worthy the Lamb! on earth we sing, 
Who died our souls to save; 
Henceforth, O death, where is thy sting? 
Thy victory, O grave?

6. Then hallelujah! power and praise 
To God in Christ be given; 
May all who now this anthem raise, 
Renew the strain in heaven! 
MONTGOMERY.

49.
1. A pilgrim through this lonely world, 
The blessed Saviour pass'd; 
A mourner all His life was He, 
A dying Lamb at last. 

2. That tender heart that felt for all, 
For all its life-blood gave; 
It found on earth no resting-place 
Save only in the grave. 

3. Such was our Lord—and shall we fear 
The cross, with all its scorn? 
Or love a faithless, evil world, 
That wreath'd His brow with thorn? 

4. No! facing all its frowns or smiles, 
Like Him obedient still, 
We homeward press through storm or calm, 
To Zion's blessed hill. 

50.
1. One prayer I have—all prayers in one, 
When I am wholly Thine, 
Thy will, my God, Thy will be done, 
And let that will be mine. 

2. All-wise, Almighty, and all-good, 
In Thee I firmly trust; 
Thy ways, unknown or understood, 
Are merciful and just. 

3. May I remember, that to Thee 
Whate'er I have I owe; 
And back in gratitude from me 
May all Thy bounties flow. 

4. Thy gifts are only then enjoyed, 
When used as talents lent; 
Those talents only well-employed, 
When in Thy service spent. 

5. And though Thy wisdom takes away, 
Shall I arraign Thy will? 
No! let me bless Thy name and say, 
"The Lord is gracious still." 

6. A pilgrim through the earth I roam, 
Of nothing long possess'd; 
And all must fail when I go home, 
For this is not my rest. 

7. Write but my name upon the roll 
Of Thy redeem'd above; 
Then, heart and mind and strength and soul, 
I'll love Thee for Thy love. 

51. 
1. I was a wand'ring sheep, 
I did not love the fold; 
I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 
I would not be controll'd. 

2. I was a wayward child, 
I did not love my home; 
I did not love my Father's voice, 
I lov'd afar to roam. 

3. The Shepherd sought His sheep, 
The Father sought His child; 
They follow'd me o'er vale and hill, 
O'er desert, waste, and wild. 

4. They found me nigh to death, 
Famish'd, and faint, and lone; 
They bound me with the bands of love, 
They sav'd the wand'ring one. 

5. They wash'd my filth away, 
They made me clean and fair; 
They brought me to my home in peace,
The long-sought wanderer. 

6. Jesus my Shepherd is,
'Twas He that lov'd my soul, 
'Twas He that wash'd me in His blood, 
'Twas He that made me whole. 

7. 'Twas He that sought the lost, 
That found the wand'ring sheep, 
'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 
'Tis He that still doth keep. 

8. I was a wand'ring sheep, 
I would not be controll'd: 
But now I love my Shepherd's voice, 
I love, I love the fold! 

9. I was a wayward child, 
I once preferr'd to roam; 
But now I love my Father's voice,
I love, I love His home! 
H. BONAR.

52.
1. Thou, who didst for Peter's faith 
Kindly condescend to pray, 
Thou, whose loving-kindness hath 
Kept me to the present day, 
Kind Conductor, 
Still direct my devious way! 

2. When a tempting world in view 
Gains upon my yielding heart, 
When its pleasures I pursue, 
Then one look of pity dart,
Teach me pleasures 
Which the world can ne'er impart. 

3. When I listen to Thy word, 
In Thy temple cold and dead; 
When I cannot see Thee, Lord,
All faith's little day-light fled,
Sun of glory, 
Beam again around my head. 

4. When Thy statutes I forsake, 
When my graces dimly shine; 
When my covenant I break, 
Jesus, then remember Thine,
Check my wanderings, 
By a look of love divine. 

5. When Thy heav'nly dew distils, 
And my views, O Lord, are clear, 
Clear and bright from Zion's hills,
Temper joys with holy fear,
Keep me watchful, 
Safe alone when Thou art near. 

6. When afflictions cloud my sky, 
When the tide of sorrow flows, 
When Thy rod is lifted high, 
Let me on Thy love repose,
Stay the rough wind, 
When Thy chilling east wind blows. 

7. When the vale of death appears, 
Faint and cold this mortal clay, 
Kind Forerunner, soothe my fears, 
Light me through the darksome way. 

Break the shadows, 
Usher in eternal day. 
J. TAYLOR.

53.
1. Welcome, days of solemn meeting! 
Welcome, days of praise and prayer! 
Far from earthly scenes retreating, 
In your blessings we would share,
Sacred seasons, 
In your blessings we would share.

2. Be Thou near us, blessed Saviour, 
Still at morn and eve the same; 
Give us faith that cannot waver, 
Kindle in us heaven's own flame,
Blessed Saviour, 
Kindle in us heaven's own flame. 

3. When the fervent prayer is glowing, 
Holy Spirit, hear that prayer; 
When the song of praise is flowing, 
Let that song Thine impress bear,
Holy Spirit, 
Let that song Thine impress bear. 

54.
1. Earth has engross'd my love too long, 
'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
Upwards, dear Father, to Thy throne, 
And to my native skies. 

2. There the blest man, my Saviour sits, 
The God! how bright He shines! 
And scatters infinite delights 
On countless happy minds.  

3. Seraphs with elevated strains 
Compass the throne around, 
And move and charm the starry plains 
With an immortal sound. 

4. Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs; 
Jesus, my God, they sing! 
Jesus, the life of both our joys, 
Sounds sweet from ev'ry string. 

5. Now let me mount and join their song, 
And be an angel too: 
My heart, my ear, my hand, my tongue, 
Here's joyful work for you. 

6. I would begin the music here, 
And so my soul should rise: 
O for some heav'nly notes to bear 
My praises to the skies! 

7. There ye that love my Saviour sit, 
There I would fain have place, 
Among your thrones, or at your feet,
So I might see His face. 
WATTS.

55.
1. Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee; 
E'en though it be a cross 
That raiseth me; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee! 

2. Though like a wanderer, 
The sun gone down, 
Darkness comes over me, 
My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee! 

3. There let my way appear 
Steps unto heav'n, 
All that Thou sendest me 
In mercy giv'n, 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee! 

4. Then with my waking thoughts 
Bright with Thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 
Bethel I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee. 

5. And when on joyful wing, 
Cleaving the sky; 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
Upward I fly! 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee! 

56.
1. There is an hour when I must part 
With all I hold most dear; 
And life, with its best hopes, will then 
As nothingness appear. 

2. There is an hour when I must sink 
Beneath the stroke of death; 
And yield to Him who gave it first, 
My struggling vital breath. 

3. There is an hour when I must stand 
Before the judgment seat; 
And all my sins, and all my foes, 
In awful vision meet. 

4. There is an hour when I must look 
On one eternity; 
And nameless woe—or blissful life, 
My endless portion be! 

5. O Savior, then, in all my need, 
Be near, be near to me; 
And let my soul, by steadfast faith, 
Find life and heaven in Thee. 

57.
1. When the spark of life is waning 
Weep not for me: 
When the languid eye is straining, 
Weep not for me. 

When the feeble pulse is ceasing, 
Start not at its swift decreasing, 
'Tis the fetter'd soul's releasing; 
Weep not for me. 

2. When the pangs of death assail me,
Weep not for me:
Christ is mine—He cannot fail me,
Weep not for me. 

Yes! though sin and doubt endeavor
From His love my soul to sever,
Jesus is my strength for ever; 
Weep not for me. 

58.
1. I'm going to leave all my sadness, 
I'm going to change earth for heaven, 
There, there all is peace, all is gladness, 
There pureness and glory are given. 

Friends, weep not in sorrow of spirit, 
But joy that my time here is o'er; 
I go the good part to inherit, 
Where sorrow and sin are no more! 

2. The shadows of evening are fleeing,
Morn breaks on the city of light;
This moment day starts into being, 
Eternity bursts on my sight. 

The first-born redeem'd from all trouble, 
(The Lamb that was slain in the throng) 
Their ardour in praising redouble— 
Breaks not on the ear the new song.

3. I'm going to tell their glad story,
To share in their transports of praise;
I'm going in garments of glory,
My voice to unite with their lays.

Ye fetters corrupted, then leave me; 
Thou body of sin, droop and die; 
Pains of earth, cease ye ever to grieve me, 
From you 'tis for ever I fly. 

59.
1. Do not I love Thee, O my Lord? 
Behold my heart, and see! 
And cast each hated idol down, 
That dares to rival Thee. 

2. Do not I love Thee from my soul? 
Then let me nothing love; 
Dead be my heart to every joy, 
When Jesus cannot move. 

3. Is not Thy name melodious still, 
To mine attentive ear? 
Does not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear? 

4. Thou know'st I love Thee, gracious Lord, 
But O, I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
And learn to love Thee more! 
DODDRIDGE. 

60.
1. Press forward and fear not, the billows may roll, 
But the power of Jesus, their rage can control; 
Though waves rise in anger, their tumult shall cease, 
One word of His bidding, shall hush them to peace.

2. Press forward and fear not, though trial be near,
The Lord is our refuge, whom then shall we fear?
His staff is our comfort, our safe-guard His rod;
Then let us be steadfast, and trust in our God. 

3. Press forward and fear not, be strong in the Lord, 
In the pow'r of His promise, the truth of His word; 
Through the sea and the desert, our pathway may tend, 
But He who hath sav'd us, will save to the end.

4. Press forward and fear not, we'll speed on our way; 
Why should we e'er shrink, from our path in dismay? 
We tread but the road, which our Leader has trod; 
Then let us press forward, and trust in our God. 

61.
1. Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing 
Of mercies past, of joys to come; 
The Lord their Saviour is and King, 
The cross their hope, and heav'n their home.

2. Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing,
Sweet is the subject of their song,
Who, made the children of a King,
Expect to sit in heav'n ere long. 

3. Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing,
The Lord has kept in dangers past; 
And oh! sweet thought, the Lord will bring 
His people safe to heav'n at last. 

4. Let sinners sav'd give thanks and sing, 
Of Jesus sing through all their days; 
In heav'n their golden harps they'll string, 
And then for ever sing His praise! 

62.
1. I have a home above, 
From sin and sorrow free; 
A mansion which eternal love 
Design'd and form'd for me! 

2. My Father's gracious hand 
Has built this sweet abode; 
From everlasting it was plann'd; 
My dwelling-place with God. 

3. My Saviour's precious blood
Has made my title sure: 
He pass'd through death's dark raging flood, 
To make my rest secure.

4. The Comforter is come, 
The earnest has been given; 
He leads me onward to the home, 
Reserv'd for me in heaven. 

5. Bright angels guard my way, 
His ministers of power, 
And watching round me night and day, 
Preserve in danger's hour. 

6. Lov'd ones are gone before, 
Whose pilgrim days are done; 
I soon shall greet them on that shore 
Where partings are unknown.

7. Thy love, most gracious Lord, 
My joy and strength shall be, 
Till Thou shalt speak the gladdening word 
That bids me rise to Thee! 

8. And then through endless days, 
Where all Thy glories shine; 
In happier, holier strains I'll praise 
The grace that made me Thine! 

63.
1. Beloved, "it is well!" 
God's ways are always right; 
And perfect love is o'er them all, 
Tho' far above our sight. 

2. Beloved, "it is well!" 
Tho' deep and sore the smart, 
The hand that wounds knows how to bind, 
And heal the broken heart. 

3. Beloved, "it is well!" 
Tho' sorrow clouds our way, 
'Twill only make the joy more dear 
That ushers in the day! 

4. Beloved, "it is well!" 
The path that Jesus trod, 
Tho' rough, and strait, and dark it be, 
Leads home to heaven and God. 

64.
1. I hear a voice at dawn of day, 
And to my heart it seems to say, 
When sorrow dims hope's brightest ray, 
"There's rest in heaven!" 

2. I hear it at the evening tide, 
When fitful shadows round us glide, 
Still whispering gently at my side, 
"There's rest in heaven!" 

3. E'en at noon's busy hour I hear 
The same sweet word accost my ear, 
With power to stay the rising tear,
"There's rest in heaven!" 

4. Blest words! which tell of nought but joy, 
Of endless rest without alloy, 
Well may they Oft our thoughts employ,
"There's rest in heaven!"

5. Spirit of life and love divine, 
Subdue my heart and make it Thine, 
That I may dwell upon as mine, 
That "rest in heaven!" 

65.
1. Prayer is the breath of God in man, 
Returning whence it came; 
Love is the sacred fire within, 
And prayer the rising flame. 

2. It gives the burdened spirit ease, 
And soothes the troubled breast, 
Yields comfort to the mourning soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3. The prayers and praises of the saints, 
Like precious odours sweet, 
Ascend and spread a rich perfume, 
Around the mercy-seat. 

4. When God inclines the heart to pray, 
He hath an ear to hear; 
To Him there's music in a groan, 
And beauty in a tear! 

5. The humble suppliant cannot fail 
To have his wants supplied, 
Since He for sinners intercedes, 
Who once for sinners died! 
BEDDOME.

66.
1. Thee will I love, my strength, my tower; 
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; 
Thee will I love with all my power, 
In all Thy works, and Thee alone: 
Thee will I love till sacred fire 
Fills my whole soul with pure desire. 

2. Ah! why did I so late Thee know, 
Thee lovelier than the sons of men? 
Ah! why did I no sooner go 
To Thee, the only ease in pain? 
Ashamed I sigh and inly mourn, 
That I so late to Thee did turn. 

3. In darkness willingly I strayed;
I heard Thee, yet from Thee I roved; 
Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread; 
Thy creatures more than Thee I loved.
And now, if more at length I see, 
'Tis through Thy light, and comes from Thee.

4. I thank Thee, uncreated Sun, 
That Thy bright beams on me have shined; 
I thank Thee, who hast overthrown 
My foes, and healed my wounded mind; 
I thank Thee, whose enlivening voice 
Bids my free'd heart in Thee rejoice. 

5. Uphold me in the upward race, 
Nor suffer me again to stray; 
Strengthen my feet with steady pace 
Still to press forward in Thy way. 
Let all my powers, with all their might, 
In Thy sole glory now unite. 

6. Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; 
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; 
Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown, 
Or smile—Thy sceptre, or Thy rod; 
What though my flesh and heart decay, 
Thee shall I love in endless day!
WESLEY 

67.
1. Look thou with pity on a brother's fall, 
But dwell not with stem anger on his fault;
The grace of God alone holds thee, holds all; 
Were that withdrawn, thou too would'st swerve and halt.

2. Lead back the wanderer to the Saviour's fold; 
That were an action worthy of a saint; 
But not in malice let the crime be told, 
Nor publish to the world the evil taint. 

3. The Saviour suffers when His children slide; 
Then is His holy name by men blasphem'd, 
And He afresh is mocked, and crucified 
Even by those His bitter death redeemed.

4. Rebuke the sin, but yet in love rebuke, 
Feel as one member in another's pain; 
Win back the soul that His fair path forsook, 
And mighty and eternal is the gain. 

68.
1. Would'st thou be wise, and know the Lord? 
Would'st thou believe aright? 
Make the blest volume of His word 
Thy rule, thy guide, thy light. 

2. Here is the spring where waters flow 
To quench our heat of sin; 
Here is the tree where truth doth grow, 
To lead our lives therein. 

3. Here is the Judge that stints the strife, 
When men's devices fail; 
Here is the bread that feeds the life 
Which death cannot assail. 

4. The tidings of salvation dear 
Come to our ears from hence; 
The fortress of our faith is here, 
Our shield, and our defense. 

5. Read not this book in any case 
But with a single eye; 
Read not but first desire God's grace 
To understand thereby. 

6. Pray still in faith with this respect, 
To fructify therein; 
That knowledge may bring this effect, 
To mortify thy sin. 

7. Then happy thou in all thy life, 
Whatso to thee befalls; 
Yea! doubly happy shalt thou be, 
When God by death thee calls!

69.
1. Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest; 
Watch for day, Christian, when the night's longest; 
Onward and onward still be thine endeavor, 
The rest that remaineth will be for ever.

2. Fight the fight, Christian, Jesus is o'er thee;
Run the race, Christian, heaven is before thee; 
He who hath promised faltereth never; 
The love of eternity flows on for ever.

3. Raise the eye, Christian, just as it closeth; 
Lift the heart, Christian, ere it reposeth; 
Thee from the love of Christ nothing shall sever, 
Mount when thy work is done—praise Him forever!

70.
1. Jesus our Lord! to Thee we call, 
Thou art our life, our hope, our all; 
And we have nowhere else to flee, 
No sanctuary, Lord, but Thee. 

2. Whatever foes or fears betide, 
In Thy dear presence, let us hide; 
And while we rest our souls on Thee, 
Do Thou our sanctuary be. 

3. Quickly the day of light draws nigh, 
Or we may bow our heads and die; 
But, Oh! what joy this witness gives! 
Jesus, our sanctuary, lives. 

4. He from the grave our dust will raise,
We in the heavens shall sing His praise; 
And when in glory we appear, 
He'll be our sanctuary there!

71.
1. Sow in the morn thy seed, 
At eve hold not thine hand; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broad-cast it o'er the land. 

2. Beside all waters sow, 
The highway furrows stock; 
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow, 
Scatter it on the rock. 

3. The good, the fruitful ground, 
Expect not everywhere; 
O'er hill and dale, by plots, 'tis found; 
Go forth then everywhere. 

4. Thou know'st not which may thrive, 
The late or early sown; 
Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strown; 

5. And duly shall appear, 
In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 

6. Thou canst not toil in vain; 
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, 
Shall foster and mature the grain, 
For garners in the sky. 

7. Thence, when the glorious end, 
The day of God is come, 
The angel reapers shall descend, 
And heaven cry, "Harvest home!" 
MONTGOMERY. 

72.
1. And are we yet alive, 
And see each other's face? 
Glory and praise to Jesus give 
For His redeeming grace! 

2. Preserv'd by power divine, 
To full salvation here, 
Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
And in His sight appear. 

3. What troubles have we seen, 
What conflicts have we past, 
Fightings without and fears within, 
Since we assembled last! 

4. But out of all the Lord 
Hath brought us by His love; 
And still He doth his help afford, 
And hides our life above. 

5. Then let us make our boast 
Of His redeeming power, 
Which saves us to the uttermost, 
Till we can sin no more. 

6. Let us take up the cross, 
Till we the crown obtain; 
And gladly reckon all things loss, 
So we may Jesus gain! 
WESLEY.

73.
1. Prayer was appointed to convey 
The blessings God designs to give; 
Long as they live should Christians pray, 
For only while they pray they live. 

2. The Christian's heart his prayer indites, 
He speaks as prompted from within; 
The Spirit his petition writes, 
And Christ receives and gives it in. 

3. And wilt thou in dead silence lie, 
When Christ stands waiting for thy prayer? 
My soul, thou hast a Friend on high;
Arise and try thy interest there. 

4. If pains afflict or wrongs oppress, 
If cares distract or fears dismay, 
If guilt deject, if sin distress, 
The remedy's before thee—pray. 

5. 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak, 
Though thought be broken, language lame; 
Pray if thou canst or canst not speak; 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 

6. Depend on Him, thou canst not fail; 
Make all thy wants and wishes known; 
Fear not, His merits must prevail; 
Ask what thou wilt, it shall be done. 
HART.

74.
1. Soon and for ever, the breaking of day 
Shall chase all the night-clouds of sorrow away; 
Soon and for ever we'll see as we're seen, 
And know the deep meaning of things that have been.
 

Where fightings without and conflicts within 
Shall weary no more in the warfare with sin,
Where tears and where fears and where death shall be never, 
Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever.

2. Soon and forever, such promise our trust,
Though ashes to ashes, and dust be to dust, 
Soon and for ever, our union shall be
Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer, in Thee; 

When the cares and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, 
Its pangs and its partings remembered no more, 
Where life cannot fail and where death cannot sever, 
Christians with Christ, shall be soon and for ever.

3. Soon and for ever, the work shall be done, 
The warfare accomplished, the victory won; 
Soon and for ever the soldier lay down,
The sword for a harp, the cross for a crown.

Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear,
A glorious tomorrow, is brightening and near, 
When—blessed reward for each faithful endeavor,
Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever! 

75.
1. Pass away earthly joy, 
Break every mortal tie, 
Jesus is mine! 

Dark is the wilderness;
Distant the resting-place;
Jesus alone can bless, 
Jesus is mine! 

2. Tempt not my soul away, 
Here would I ever stay, 
Jesus is mine! 

Perishing things of clay, 
Born but for one brief day, 
Pass from my heart away, 
Jesus is mine! 

3. Fare ye well, dreams of night, 
Mine is a dawning bright, 
Jesus is mine! 

All that my soul has tried 
Left but a dismal void; 
Jesus has satisfied,
Jesus is mine! 

4. Farewell mortality, 
Welcome eternity, 
Jesus is mine! 

Welcome ye scenes of rest,
Welcome ye mansions blest,
Welcome a Saviour's breast, 
Jesus is mine! 

76.
1. There is an eye that never sleeps 
Beneath the wing of night; 
There is an ear that never shuts, 
When sink the beams of light. 

2. There is an arm that never tires, 
When human strength gives way; 
There is a love that never fails, 
When earthly loves decay. 

3. That eye is fix'd on seraph throngs; 
That arm upholds the sky; 
That ear is fill'd with angel songs; 
That love is thron'd on high. 

4. But there's a power which man can wield, 
When mortal aid is vain, 
That eye, that arm, that love to reach, 
That listening ear to gain. 

5. That power is prayer; which soars on high 
Through Jesus to the throne, 
And moves the hand which moves the world, 
To bring salvation down! 

77.
1. O gracious Shepherd! bind us
With cords of love to Thee,
And evermore remind us, 
How mercy set us free. 

O may Thy Holy Spirit 
Set this before our eyes, 
That we Thy death and merit 
Above all else may prize. 

2. We are of our salvation

Assured through Thy love;
Yet Oh! on each occasion 
How faithless do we prove! 

Thou hast our sins forgiven,
Then leaving all behind, 
We would press on to heaven, 
Bearing the prize in mind. 

3. Grant us henceforth, dear Saviour,
While in this vale of tears,
To look to Thee and never 
Give way to anxious fears. 

Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake us, 
Though we are oft to blame; 
Oh! let Thy love then make us 
Hold fast Thy faith and name. 

78.
1. Walk in the light! so shalt thou know 
That fellowship of love, 
His Spirit only can bestow 
Who reigns in light above. 

2. Walk in the light! and thou shalt find 
Thy heart made truly His, 
Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
In whom no darkness is. 

3. Walk in the light! and sin abhorr'd 
Shall ne'er defile again; 
The blood of Jesus Christ the Lord 
Shall cleanse from every sin. 

4. Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb 
No fearful shade shall wear; 
Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
For Christ hath conquer'd there. 

5. Walk in the light! and thou shalt see 
Thy path, tho' thorny, bright, 
For God by grace shall dwell in thee, 
And God Himself is light. 

79.
1. What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 
Around Thy steps below! 
What patient love was seen in all 
Thy life and death of woe! 

2. For ever on Thy burden'd heart 
A weight of sorrow hung; 
Yet no ungentle murmuring word 
Escap'd Thy silent tongue. 

3. Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 
Thy friends unfaithful prove; 
Unwearied in forgiveness still, 
Thy heart could only love. 

4. Oh! give us hearts to love like Thee,
Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve 
Far more for other's sins, than all 
The wrongs that we receive. 

5. One with Thyself, may every eye 
In us, Thy brethren, see 
That gentleness and grace that spring 
From union, Lord, with Thee. 

80.
1. Jesus, Thy name I love, 
All other names above, 
Jesus my Lord! 

Oh! Thou art all to me, 
Nothing to please I see, 
Nothing apart from Thee, 
Jesus my Lord! 

2. Thou, blessed Son of God, 
Hast bought me with Thy blood, 
Jesus my Lord! 

Oh! how great is Thy love, 
All other loves above, 
Love that I daily prove, 
Jesus my Lord! 

3. When unto Thee I flee, 
Thou wilt my refuge be, 
Jesus my Lord! 

What need I now to fear, 
What earthly grief or care, 
Since Thou art ever near? 
Jesus my Lord! 

4. Soon Thou wilt come again! 
I shall be happy then, 
Jesus my Lord! 

Then Thine own face I'll see, 
Then I shall like Thee be, 
Then evermore with Thee, 
Jesus my Lord! 

81.
1. There is a morning star, my soul,
There is a morning star; 
'Twill soon be near and bright, tho' now 
It seems so dim and far. 
And when time's stars have come and gone, 
And every mist of earth has flown, 
That better star shall rise, 
On this world's clouded skies, 
To shine for ever.

2. The night is well nigh spent, my soul, 
The night is well nigh spent, 
And soon above our heads shall shine 
A glorious firmament. 
Unutterably pure and bright,
The Lamb once slain, its perfect light,
A light unchanging and divine, 
A star that shall unclouded shine, 
Descending never. 
BONAR. 

82.
1. We cannot always trace the way, 
Where Thou, our gracious Lord, dost move, 
But we can always surely say, 
That Thou art love. 

2. When fear its gloomy cloud will fling 
O'er earth—our souls to heaven above 
As to their sanctuary spring, 
For Thou art love. 

3. When myst'ry shrouds our darken'd path, 
We'll check our dread, our doubts reprove; 
In this our soul sweet comfort hath, 
That Thou art love. 

4. Yes! Thou art love; a truth like this 
Can every gloomy thought remove, 
And turn all tears, all woes to bliss;
Our God is love. 

83.
1. I journey through a desert drear and wild, 
Yet is my heart by such sweet thoughts beguiled, 
Of Him on whom I lean, my strength, my stay, 
I can forget the sorrows of the way.

2. Thoughts of His love—the root of every grace, 
Which finds in this poor heart a dwelling-place; 
The sunshine of my soul, than day more bright, 
And my calm pillow of repose by night.

3. Thoughts of His sojourn in this vale of tears; 
The tale of love unfolded in those years 
Of sinless suffering and patient grace, 
I love again, and yet again to trace.

4. Thoughts of His death; upon the cross I gaze, 
And there behold its sad, yet healing rays; 
Beacon of hope, which lifted up on high, 
Illumes with heav'nly light the tear-dimmed eye.

5. Thoughts of His coming; for that joyful day 
In patient hope I watch, and wait, and Pray; 
The day draws nigh, the midnight shadows flee; 
Oh! what a sun-rise will that advent be!

6. Thus, while I journey on my Lord to meet, 
My thoughts and meditations are so sweet 
Of Him on whom I lean, my strength, my stay, 
I can forget the sorrows of the way.

84.
1. Jehovah is our strength, 
And He shall be our song; 
We shall o'ercome at length, 
Although our foes be strong: 
In vain doth Satan then oppose,
The Lord is stronger than His foes.

2. The Lord our refuge is, 
And ever will remain; 
Since He hath made us His, 
He will our cause maintain; 
In vain our enemies oppose, 
For God is stronger than His foes. 

3. The Lord our portion is, 
What can we wish for more? 
As long as we are His, 
We never can be poor. 
In vain do earth and hell oppose, 
For God is stronger than His foes.

4. The Lord our Shepherd is, 
He knows our every need; 
And since we now are His, 
His care our souls will feed: 
In vain do sin and death oppose, 
For God is stronger than His foes. 

5. Our God our Father is,
Our names are on His heart; 
We ever shall be His, 
He ne'er from us will part: 
In vain the world and flesh oppose, 
For God is stronger than His foes. 

85.
1. O Lamb of God! still keep me
Near to Thy wounded side;
'Tis only then in safety 
And peace I can abide. 

What foes and snares surround me! 
What doubts and fears within! 
The grace that sought and found me, 
Alone can keep me clean. 

2. 'Tis only in Thee hiding, 
I feel my life secure,
Only in Thee abiding, 
The conflict can endure: 
Thine arm the vict'ry gaineth 
O'er every hateful foe; 
Thy love my heart sustaineth 
In all its cares and woe. 

3. Soon shall my eyes behold Thee 
With rapture, face to face; 
One half hath not been told me 
Of all Thy power and grace; 

Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, 
The wonders of Thy love, 
Shall be the endless story 
Of all Thy saints above! 

86.
1. Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest; 
Far did I rove, and found no certain home; 
At last I sought them in His sheltering breast, 
Who opes His arms and bids the weary come; 
In Christ I found a home, a rest divine, 
And I since then am His, and He is mine.

2. Yes! He is mine! and nought of earthly things— 
Not all the charms of pleasure, wealth or power, 
The fame of heroes or the pomp of kings— 
Could tempt me to forego His love an hour; 
"Go, worthless world," I cry, "with all that's thine; 
Go, I my Saviour's am, and He is mine."

3. The good I have is from His stores supplied, 
The ill is only what He deems the best; 
He for my Friend, I'm rich with naught beside, 
And poor, without Him, though of all possest; 
Changes may come—I take, or I resign, 
Content while I am His, and He is mine.

4. Whate'er may change, in Him no change is seen.
A glorious sun that wanes not, nor declines; 
Above the clouds and storms He walks unseen, 
And sweetly on His people's darkness shines; 
All may depart—I fret not nor repine, 
While I my Saviour's am, and He is mine.

5. VVhile here, alas! I know but half His love, 
But half discern Him, and but half adore; 
But when I meet Him in the realms above, 
I hope to love Him better, praise Him more, 
And feel and tell amid the choir divine, 
How fully I am His, and He is mine. 

87.
1. Be merciful to me, O God, 
Be merciful to me, 
For though I sink beneath Thy rod, 
Yet do I trust in Thee. 

2. Thou art my refuge, and I know 
My burden Thou dost bear, 
And I would seek, where'er I go, 
To cast on Thee my care. 

3. Thou knowest, Lord, my flesh how frail, 
Strong tho' my spirit be; 
Oh! then assist, when foes assail, 
The soul that clings to Thee. 

4. And, gracious Lord, whate'er befall, 
A thankful heart be mine,
A heart that answers to Thy call, 
One that is wholly Thine. 

5. And may I ne'er forget that Thou 
Wilt soon return again,
And those who love Thy coming now, 
Shall shine in glory then! 

88.
1. Praise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy, 
Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak; 
Praise Him who will with glory crown the lowly, 
And with salvation beautify the meek.

2. Praise ye the Lord for all His loving-kindness, 
And all the tender mercies He hath shewn; 
Praise Him who pardons all our sin and blindness, 
And calls us sons, and takes us for His own.

3. Praise ye Jehovah! source of every blessing,
Before His gifts earth's richest boons are dim; 
Resting in Him, His peace and joy possessing, 
All things are ours, for we have all in Him.

4. Praise ye the Father! God the Lord who gave us, 
With full and perfect love, His only Son;
Praise ye the Son who died Himself to save us! 
Praise ye the Spirit! Praise the Three in One! 

89.
1. Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord!
In Thee I put my trust,
Encouraged by Thy holy word, 
A feeble child of dust.

I have no argument beside, 
I urge no other plea, 
And 'tis enough my Saviour died, 
My Saviour died for me! 

2. When storms of fierce temptation beat,
And furious foes assail,
My refuge is the mercy-seat,
My hope within the veil.

From strife of tongues, and bitter words, 
My spirit flies to Thee; 
Joy to my heart the thought affords, 
My Saviour died for me! 

3. 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, 
When mortal. strength is vain,
A heart with grief and anguish torn,
A body rack'd with pain.

Ah! what could give the sufferer rest, 
Bid every murmur flee, 
But this, the witness in my breast, 
My Saviour died for me! 

4. And when Thine awful voice commands
This body to decay,
And life, in its last lingering sands, 
Is ebbing fast away.

Then, though it be in accents weak, 
And faint and tremblingly, 
O give me strength in death to speak, 
"My Saviour died for me!" 

90.
1. Jesus, my Saviour, look on me! 
For I am weary and opprest; 
I come to cast my soul on Thee,
Thou art my rest. 

2. Look down on me, for I am weak; 
I feel the toilsome journey's length; 
Thine aid omnipotent I seek,
Thou art my strength. 

3. I am bewilder'd on my way; 
Dark and tempestuous is the night: 
O shed Thou forth some cheering ray; 
Thou art my light. 

4. I hear the storms around me rise, 
But when I dread the impending shock, 
My spirit to her refuge flies; 
Thou art my rock. 

5. When the accuser flings his darts, 
I look to Thee—my terrors cease; 
Thy cross a hiding place imparts; 
Thou art my peace. 

6. Standing alone on Jordan's brink,
In that tremendous, latest strife, 
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink; 
Thou art my life.

7. Thou wilt my ev'ry want supply, 
E'en to the end, whate'er befall; 
Through life, in death, eternally, 
Thou art my all! 
MACDUFF.

91.
1. Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep 
For human ministry; 
It knows not how to tell itself 
To any but to Thee. 

2. Thou dost remember still, amid 
The glories of God's throne, 
The sorrows of mortality, 
For they were once Thine own.

3. Yes! for as if Thou would'st be God, 
E'en in Thy misery, 
There's been no sorrow but Thine own 
Untouched by sympathy. 

4. Jesus, my fainting spirit brings 
Its fearfulness to Thee; 
Thine eye at least can penetrate 
The clouded mystery. 

5. It is enough, my precious Lord, 
Thy tender sympathy! 
There is no sorrow e'er so deep, 
But I may bring to Thee.

92.
1. Jesus, I love Thee, Thou dost know 
How true my love, how deep my woe, 
Almost too deep to bear! 
But Thou wilt guide me by Thy hand, 
Strong in Thy strength I yet may stand, 
Still resting in Thy care. 

2. Thou wilt not leave the weakest one: 
Though every outward hope be gone, 
I know that Thou art nigh; 
Man knows not what my sufferings are; 
He cannot know; he would not care; 
But Thou art sympathy. 

3. Thou wilt not let my footsteps fail, 
Nor let me, journeying through this vale, 
Bring on Thy Gospel shame; 
Tho' nought is mine but sin and woe, 
Yet in Thy righteousness I go, 
And triumph in Thy name. 

4. And when the bitter cup is past, 
And when I sink in death at last, 
It is to be with Thee; 
To come with Thee in clouds of heaven, 
Ransom'd, pure, holy, Thine, forgiven, 
Ever to reign with Thee. 

93.
1. It is Thy hand, my God! 
My sorrow comes from Thee; 
I bow beneath Thy chastening rod; 
'Tis love that bruises me. 

2. I would not murmur, Lord, 
Before Thee I am dumb! 
Lest I should breathe one murmuring word, 
To Thee for help I come. 

3. My God! Thy name is love, 
A Father's hand is Thine; 
With tearful eye I look above, 
And cry, "Thy will be mine." 

4. I know Thy will is right, 
Though it may seem severe;
Thy path is still unsullied light, 
Though dark it oft appear. 

5. Jesus for me hath died; 
Thy Son Thou didst not spare; 
His pierced hands, His bleeding side, 
Thy love for me declare. 

6. Here my poor heart can rest, 
My God! it cleaves to Thee; 
Thy will is love, Thine end is blest, 
All work for good to me! 

94.
1. I know not the way I am going, 
But well do I know my guide;
With a child-like trust I give my hand 
To the mighty Friend by my side. 

The only thing that I say to Him, 
As He takes it, is, "Hold it fast, 
Suffer me not to lose my way, 
And bring me home at last." 

2. As when some helpless wanderer,
Alone in an unknown land,
Tells the guide his destined place of rest, 
And leaves all else in his hand.
 

'Tis home, 'tis home, that we wish to reach; 
He who guides us may choose the way; 
Little we heed what path we take, 
If nearer home each day. 

95.
1. One sweetly solemn thought 
Comes to me o'er and o'er,
I am nearer home today, 
Than I ever have been before. 

2. Nearer my Father's house, 
Where the many mansions be; 
Nearer the great white throne; 
Nearer the crystal sea. 

3. Nearer the bound of life, 
Where we lay our burdens down; 
Nearer leaving the cross; 
Nearer gaining the crown. 

4. But lying darkly between, 
Winding down through the night, 
Is the deep and unknown stream, 
To be cross'd ere we reach the light. 

5. Jesus, perfect my trust, 
Strengthen the hand of my faith; 
Let me feel Thee near when I stand 
On the edge of the shore of death. 

6. Feel Thee near when my feet 
Are slipping over the brink; 
For it may be I'm nearer home, 
Nearer now than I think. 
CAREY. 

96.
1. Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep! 
From which none ever wakes to weep; 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes! 

2. Asleep in Jesus! Oh! how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet! 
With holy confidence to sing, 
That death has lost his venom'd sting! 

3. Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest! 
Whose waking is supremely blest. 
No fear, no woe shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power.

4. Asleep in Jesus! Oh! for me 
May such a blissful refuge be! 
Securely shall my ashes lie 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

5. Asleep in Jesus! Time nor space 
Debars this precious hiding-place; 
On Indian plains or Northern snows, 
Believers find the same repose.

6. Asleep in Jesus! Far from thee, 
Thy kindred and their graves may be; 
But thine is still a blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep. 

97.
1. Jesus, we rest in Thee, 
In Thee ourselves we hide; 
Laden with guilt and misery, 
Where could we rest beside? 
'Tis on Thy meek and lowly breast, 
Our weary souls alone can rest. 

2. Thou holy One of God! 
The Father rests in Thee, 
And in the savour of that blood 
Once shed on Calvary. 
The curse is gone—through Thee we're blest; 
God rests in Thee, in Thee we rest.

3. The slaves of sin and fear,
Thy truth our bondage broke; 
Our happy spirits love to wear 
Thy light and easy yoke. 
The love which fills our grateful breast,
Makes duty joy, and labour rest. 

4. Soon the bright glorious day, 
The rest of God shall come; 
Sorrow and sin shall pass away, 
And we shall reach our home; 
Then, of the promis'd land possess'd, 
Our souls shall know eternal rest. 

98.
1. Take comfort, Christians, when your friends 
In Jesus fall asleep; 
Their better being never ends,
Why then dejected weep?

2. Why inconsolable, as those 
To whom no hope is given? 
Death is the messenger of peace, 
And calls the soul to heaven. 

3. As Jesus died, and rose again, 
Victorious from the dead, 
So His disciples rise, and reign 
With their triumphant Head. 

4. The time draws nigh, when from the clouds 
Christ shall with shouts descend; 
And the last trumpet's awful voice 
The heavens and earth shall rend. 

5. Then they who live shall changed be, 
And they who sleep shall wake; 
The graves shall yield their ancient charge, 
And earth's foundations shake. 

6. The saints of God, from death set free, 
With joy shall mount on high; 
The heav'nly hosts with praises loud, 
Shall meet them in the sky! 

7. Together to their Father's house, 
With joyful hearts they'll go, 
And dwell for ever with the Lord, 
Beyond the reach of woe. 

8. A few short years of evil past, 
We reach the happy shore, 
Where death-divided friends at last 
Shall meet to part no more. 

99.
1. My soul, go boldly forth, 
Forsake this sinful earth; 
What hath it been to thee, 
But pain and sorrow? 
And think'st thou it will be 
Better tomorrow? 

2. Why art thou for delay? 
Thou cam'st not here to stay; 
What tak'st thou for thy part, 
But heavenly pleasure? 
Where then should be thy heart, 
But where's thy treasure? 

3. Thy God, thy Head's above; 
There is the world of love; 
Mansions there purchased are 
By Christ's own merit, 
For these He doth prepare 
Thee by His Spirit. 

4. Lord Jesus, take my spirit, 
I trust Thy love and merit: 
Take home thy wand'ring sheep, 
For thou hast sought it; 
My soul in safety keep, 
For thou hast bought it. 
BAXTER. 

100.
1. The hour of my departure's come, 
I hear the voice that calls me home; 
At last, O Lord, let trouble cease, 
And let Thy servant die in peace. 

2. Not in mine innocence I trust; 
I bow before Thee in the dust; 
And through my Saviour's blood alone 
I look for mercy at Thy throne. 

3. I leave the world without a tear, 
Save for the friends I hold so dear; 
To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend, 
And to the friendless prove a Friend. 

4. I come, I come, at Thy command, 
I give my spirit to Thy hand; 
Stretch forth Thine everlasting arms, 
And shield me in the last alarms. 

5. The hour of my departure's come, 
I hear the voice that calls me home; 
Now, O my God, let trouble cease, 
Now let Thy servant die in peace. 
LOGAN.