Hymns of Dawn
Hymn 1 Abide, Sweet Spirit
Abide, sweet Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide;
O'er ev'ry thought and step preside.
To us the light of truth display,
And make us know and choose thy way;
Plant holy fear in ev'ry heart,
That we from God may ne'er depart.
Lead us in holiness, the road
Which we must keep to dwell with God;
Lead us in Christ, the living way;
Nor let us from his pastures stray.
Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for thine appointed hour;
And fit us by thy grace to share
The triumphs of thy conq'ring pow'r.
Hymn 2 Remember Me
According to thy gracious word,
In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord,
I will remember thee.
Thy body, broken for my sake,
My bread from heav'n shall be;
Thy testamental cup I take
And thus remember thee.
When to the cross I turn mine eyes
And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice,
I must remember thee.
Remember thee and all thy pains
And all thy love to me;
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
I will remember thee.
Then of thy grace I'll know the sum,
And in thy likeness be,
When thou hast in thy kingdom come
And dost remember me.
Hymn 3 Come To Me
Ah! my heart is heavy laden,
Weary and oppressed.
Come to me, saith One, and coming,
Be at rest.
Hath he marks to lead me to him,
If he be my guide?
In his feet and hands are wound-prints,
And his side.
Is there diadem, as monarch,
That his brow adorns?
Yes, a crown in very surety,
But of thorns!
If I find him, if I follow,
What's my portion here?
Many a sorrow, many a conflict,
Many a tear.
If I still hold closely to him,
What have I at last?
Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan past!
If I ask him to receive me,
Will he say me nay?
Not till earth and not till heaven
Pass away!
Hymn 4 My Goal Is Christ
Ah, tell me not of gold or treasure,
Of pomp and beauty here on earth!
There's not a thing that gives me pleasure,
Of all this world displays for worth.
Each heart will seek and love its own;
CHORUS My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
The world and her pursuits will perish;
Her beauty's fading like a flower;
The brightest schemes the earth can cherish
Are but the pastime of an hour.
Each heart will seek and love its own;
Against this tower there's no prevailing;
His Kingdom passes not away;
His throne abides, despite assailing,
From henceforth unto endless day.
Each heart will seek and love its own;
And though a pilgrim I must wander,
Still absent from the One I love,
He soon will have me with him yonder
In his own glory-realms above.
Triumphantly I therefore own,
Hymn 5 Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed?
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
CHORUS Jesus died for you,
And Jesus died for me;
Yes, Jesus died for all mankind;
Bless God, Salvation's free!
It was because we were undone
He groaned upon the tree.
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree.
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Jesus, God's Anointed, died,
For man, undone by sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness
And melt mine eyes to tears.
But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.
Hymn 6 A Little Flock
A little flock, so calls he thee;
Who bought thee with his blood;
A little flock disowned of men,
But owned and loved of God.
A little flock, so calls he thee;
Church of the Firstborn, hear!
Be not ashamed to own the name;
It is no name of fear.
Not many rich or noble called,
Not many great or wise;
Those whom God makes his kings and priests
Are poor in human eyes.
But the Chief Shepherd comes at length;
Her feeble days are o'er.
With glory crowned, and sceptre's strength,
She reigns forevermore.
Hymn 7 A Little While
"A little while;" now he has come;
The hour draws on apace--
The blessed hour, the glorious morn,
When we shall see his face.
How light our trials then will seem!
How short our pilgrim way!
The life of earth a fitful dream,
Dispelled by dawning day!
CHORUS Then, O Lord Jesus, quickly show
Thy glory and thy light,
And take God's longing children home,
And end earth's weary night.
"A little while;" with patience, Lord,
I fain would ask, "How long?"
For how can I, with such a hope
Of glory and of home,
With such a joy awaiting me,
Not wish the hour were come?
How can I keep the longing back,
And how suppress the groan?
Yet peace, my heart! and hush, my tongue!
Be calm my troubled breast!
Each passing hour prepares thee more
For everlasting rest.
Thou knowest well, the time thy God
Appoints for thee is best.
The morning star already shines;
The glow is in the east.
Hymn 8 All For Jesus
All for Jesus! all for Jesus!
All my being's ransomed pow'rs;
All my thoughts and words and doings,
All my days and all my hours.
All for Jesus! all for Jesus!
All my days and all my hours.
Let my hands perform his bidding;
Let my feet run in his ways;
Let my eyes see Jesus only;
Let my lips speak forth his praise.
All for Jesus! all for Jesus!
Let my lips speak forth his praise.
Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus,
I've lost sight of all beside--
So enchained my spirit's vision,
Looking at the crucified.
All for Jesus! all for Jesus!
All for Jesus crucified.
Hymn 9 The Mighty To Save
All glory to Jesus be giv'n,
That life and salvation are free,
And all may be wash'd and forgiv'n;
Yes, Jesus has sav'd even me.
CHORUS Christ Jesus is mighty to save,
And all his salvation may know
On his merit I lean, and his blood makes me clean,
Yes, his blood has wash'd whiter than snow.
From the darkness of sin and despair,
Out into the light of his love,
He has brought me and made me an heir
To kingdoms and mansions above.
O! the rapturous heights of his love,
The measureless depths of his grace.
My soul all his fulness would prove,
And live in his loving embrace.
In him all my wants are supplied,
His love starts my heaven below,
And freely his blood is applied,
His blood that makes whiter than snow.
Hymn 10 All Hail
All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall.
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.
Ye saints, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
Go spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.
Hymn 11 All People That On Earth Do Dwell
All people that on earth do dwell;
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell,
Come ye before him and rejoice.
The Lord ye know is God indeed;
Without our aid he did us make;
We are his flock, he doth us feed,
And for his sheep he doth us take.
O! enter then his gates with praise,
Approach with joy his courts unto:
Praise, laud, and bless his name always;
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? The Lord our God is good,
His mercy is forever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
Hymn 12 All The Way My Savior Leads Me
All the way my Saviour leads me;
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt his tender mercy,
Who through life has been my guide?
Heav'nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in him to dwell!
For I know whate'er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well,
For I know, whate'er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.
All the way my Saviour leads me;
Cheers each winding path I tread;
Gives me grace for ev'ry trial,
Feeds me with the living bread;
Though my weary steps may falter,
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! a spring of joy I see.
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! a spring of joy I see.
All the way my Saviour leads me;
Oh, the fulness of his love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father's house above;
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day,
This my song through endless ages--
Jesus led me all the way.
This my song through endless ages--
Jesus led me all the way.
Hymn 13 Self-Examination
Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?
Must I be borne to Paradise,
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vain world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
Sure I must fight if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy Word.
When thine illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy saints shall shine,
And shouts of vict'ry rend the skies,
The glory, Lord, be thine.
Hymn 14 Full Surrender
And can I yet delay
My little all to give?
To wean my soul from earth away
For Jesus to receive?
Though late, I all forsake;
My will, my all resign:
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take,
And seal me ever thine.
Come and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix my wavering soul
With all thy weight of love.
My one desire be this,
Thy love to fully know:
Nor seek I longer other bliss,
Or other good below.
My life, my portion thou;
Thou all sufficient art:
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now
Enter, and keep my heart.
Hymn 15 Hope In Christ
Ask ye what great thing I know
That delights and stirs me so?
What the high reward I win?
Whose the name I glory in?
Jesus Christ the Crucified.
What is faith's foundation strong?
What awakes my lips to song?
He who bore my sinful load,
Purchased for me peace with God,
Jesus Christ the Crucified.
Who defeats my fiercest foes?
Who consoles my saddest woes?
Who revives my fainting heart,
Healing all its hidden smart?
Jesus Christ the Crucified.
Who is life in life to me?
Who the death of death will be?
Who will place me on his right,
With the countless hosts of light?
Jesus Christ the Crucified.
This is that great thing I know;
This delights and stirs me so:
Faith in him who died to save,
Him who triumphed o'er the grave,
Jesus Christ the Crucified.
Hymn 16 Prayer Of The Consecrated
As with gladness men of old
Did the guiding star behold;
As with joy they hailed its light,
Leading onward, beaming bright;
So, most gracious Lord, may we
Evermore be led to thee.
As with joyful steps they sped
To that lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before
Him whom Heav'n and earth adore;
So may we, with willing feet
Ever seek the mercy seat.
As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare;
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to thee, our glorious King.
Holy Saviour, ev'ry day
Keep us in the narrow way;
And, when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds thy glory hide.
Hymn 16A Prayer
Grant Thy blessings as we part,
May Thy love fill every heart;
May we do the things we ought
As to us Thy Word has taught.
May Thy grace sufficient be
That we all may honor Thee.
Hymn 17 Moses And The Lamb
Awake! and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb;
Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name.
Come, pilgrims on the road
To Zion's city, sing:
Rejoice we in the Lamb of God--
In Christ, the eternal King.
Soon shall each raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim;
In sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
Hymn 18 Jerusalem, Awake!
Awake, Jerusalem, awake!
No longer in the dust lie down;
The garment of salvation take,
Thy beauty and thy strength put on.
Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight,
And hides the promise from thine eyes;
Arise, and gladly hail the light:
The great Deliv'rer calls, Arise!
Shake off the bands of sad despair;
And now receive thy liberty;
Look up, thy broken heart prepare,
And God shall set the captive free.
Vessels of mercy, sons of grace,
Be purged from ev'ry sinful stain;
Behold your Lord! his Word embrace,
Nor bear his hallowed name in vain.
Hymn 19 His Loving Kindness
Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from me:
His loving kindness, O how free!
Loving kindness, Loving kindness,
His loving kindness, O how free!
He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate;
His loving kindness, O how great!
Loving kindness, loving kindness,
His loving kindness, O how great!
Though numerous hosts of mighty foes
Combine its heav'nward way t' oppose;
He safely leads his Church along:
His loving kindness, O how strong!
Loving kindness, loving kindness,
His loving kindness, O how strong!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood:
His loving kindness, O how good!
Loving kindness, loving kindness,
His loving kindness, O how good!
And now earth's rightful King has come,
To take his ransomed people home;
I'll sing upon that blissful shore:
His loving kindness evermore.
Loving kindness, loving kindness,
His loving kindness evermore.
Hymn 20 Awake, My Soul
Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown,
And an immortal crown.
A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way,
And onward urge thy way.
'Tis God's all animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye,
To thine aspiring eye.
That prize with peerless glory bright,
With thee, O Lord, we'll gain,
When earth's great monarchs shall have lost
Their glory and their fame,
Their glory and their fame.
Blest Saviour, introduced by thee,
Our race have we begun;
And crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet
We'll lay our trophies down,
We'll lay our trophies down.
Hymn 21 Wondrous Grace
Behold, what wondrous grace
The Father hath bestowed
On members of a fallen race,
To make them sons of God.
By his dear Son redeemed,
By grace then purified;
What favor that we should be named
For Christ's jointheir and bride!
Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our Head.
A hope so much divine
May trials well endure;
May purify our souls from sin,
As Christ, The Lord, is pure.
Now in our Father's love
We share a filial part;
He grants the spirit from above
To dwell within each heart.
We can no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
Our hearts now Abba, Father, cry,
And he the kindred owns.
Hymn 22 Blessed Bible
Blessed Bible, precious Word!
Boon most sacred from the Lord;
Glory to his name be giv'n
For this choicest gift from heav'n.
'Tis a ray of purest light,
Beaming through the depths of night;
Brighter than ten thousand gems
Of the costliest diadems.
'Tis a fountain, pouring forth
Streams of life to gladden earth;
Whence eternal blessings flow,
Antidote for human woe.
'Tis a mine, aye, deeper, too,
Than can mortal ever go;
Search we may for many years,
Still some new, rich gem appears.
Hymn 23 Christian Fellowship
Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
Blest are the sons of peace,
Whose hearts and hopes are one,
Whose kind designs to serve and please
Through all their actions run.
Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
We share our mutual woes;
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part,
O may this mutual love
Encourage ev'ry fainting heart,
His zeal and faith to prove.
Our glorious hope revives
Our courage ev'ry day,
While each in expectation strives
To run the heav'nly way.
Hymn 24 The Year of Jubilee
Blow ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound:
CHORUS The year of Jubilee is come,
Returning ransomed sinners home,
Returning ransomed sinners home.
Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits rest:
Ye mournful souls be glad:
Extol the Lamb of God,
The all atoning Lamb;
Redemption through his blood,
To all the world proclaim:
Ye who were sold for naught,
Whose heritage was lost,
May have it back unbought,
A gift at Jesus' cost:
The seventh trumpet hear,
The news of heav'nly grace;
Salvation now is near;
Seek ye the Saviour's face:
Hymn 25 Hope's Consummation
Bride of the Lamb, awake! awake!
Why weep for sorrow now?
The hope of glory, Christ, is thine;
A child of glory, thou.
Thy spirit through the lonely night,
From earthly joy apart,
Hath sighed for one that's far away,
The Bridegroom of thy heart.
But see, the night is waning fast,
The breaking morn is here;
And Jesus comes, with voice of love,
Thy drooping heart to cheer.
He comes, for O! his yearning heart
No more can bear delay,
To scenes of full unmingled joy
To call his bride away.
This earth, the scene of all his woe,
A homeless wild to thee,
Full soon upon his heav'nly throne
Its rightful King shall see.
His own kind hand shall wipe the tears
From ev'ry weeping eye,
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself, shall die.
Hymn 26 Saviour, Help Us
By thy birth, and by thy tears;
By thy human griefs and fears;
By thy conflict in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's pow'r--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help us, or we die.
By the tenderness that wept
O'er the grave where Laz'rus slept;
By the bitter tears that flowed
Over Salem's lost abode--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help us, or we die.
By thy lonely hour of prayer;
By thy fearful conflict there;
By thy cross and dying cries;
By thy one great sacrifice--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help us, or we die.
By thy triumph o'er the grave;
By thy pow'r the lost to save;
By thy high, majestic throne;
By the empire all thine own,--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help us, or we die.
By thy kingdom promised long;
By thy pow'r to right each wrong;
By thy church upon thy throne,
Thou will seek out all thine own;
Saving all of those who cry,
Saviour, help me, or I die.
Hymn 27 Always Rejoicing
Children of the heav'nly King,
As we journey let us sing;
Sing our Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
Abra'm's favored seed be glad;
One with Christ ye shall be made;
He our human flesh assumed,
And our ruined souls redeemed.
Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,
Zion's city is in sight;
There our endless home shall be;
There our Lord we soon shall see.
We are trav'ling home to God,
In the way our Saviour trod;
In the hour of trial we
Watch thy footprints, Lord, to see.
Fear not, brethren, joyful stand,
On the borders of our land;
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son,
Bids us undismayed go on.
Lord, obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Blessed Christ, our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee.
Hymn 28 All To Thee
Christ gave his life for me,
His precious blood he shed,
That I might ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead.
He gave, he gave his life for me;
How grateful I should be!
He gave, he gave his life for me;
How grateful I should be!
His Father's house of light,
His glory-circled throne,
He left for earthly night,
For wand'rings sad and lone;
He left, he left it all for me,
Have I left all for thee?
He left, he left it all for me,
Have I left all for thee?
He suffered much for me,
More than I now can know,
Of bitt'rest agony;
He drained the cup of woe;
He bore, he bore it all for me,
What have I borne for thee?
He bore, he bore it all for me,
What have I borne for thee?
He now has brought to me,
Down from his home above,
Salvation full and free,
Pardon and life and love.
He brings, he brings rich gifts to me,
Lord, I give all to thee.
He brings, he brings rich gifts to me,
Lord, I give all to thee.
Hymn 29 Dawning Day
Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee,
And all the midnight shadows flee;
Tinged are the distant skies with glory,
A beacon light hangs out for thee.
Arise! arise! the light breaks o'er thee,
Bright from thy everlasting home;
Soon shalt thou reach thy goal of glory,
Soon shalt thou share thy Saviour's throne.
Lift up thy head; the day breaks o'er thee;
Bright is the promised shining way!
Light from heav'n is streaming for thee;
Lo! 'tis the dawn of perfect day.
Rejoice! rejoice! in hope of glory,
Counting all else but vanity:
Precious this truth; O seek and hold it,
And send it forth that all may see.
Hymn 30 Christ Is Come!
Christ is come! now let creation
From her groans and travail cease;
Let the glorious proclamation
Hope restore and faith increase.
CHORUS Christ is come! Christ is come!
Christ, the blessed Prince of peace.
Christ is come! Christ is come!
Christ, the blessed Prince of peace.
Earth can yet but read the story
Of his cross and dying pain;
But shall soon behold his glory;
For he cometh now to reign.
Long thine exiles have been pining,
Far from rest and home and thee;
But in heav'nly vesture shining,
Soon they shall thy glory see.
With this blessed hope before us,
Let no harp remain unstrung;
Let the mighty ransomed chorus
Onward roll from tongue to tongue.
Hymn 31 Christ's Resurrection
Christ, the Lord, is ris'n today,
Sons of men and angels say;
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heav'ns--and earth, reply.
Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the battle; vict'ry won:
Lo! he's risen conqueror,
And shall sink in death no more.
Vain the watch, the seal, the stone;
Christ as conqueror is known;
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Soon he'll open paradise.
Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O Death, is now thy sting?
Once he died mankind to save;
Where's thy vict'ry, boasting Grave?
Hymn 32 The Prospect
Come, all ye saints, to Pisgah's mountain,
Come, view our home beyond the tide:
Millennial Canaan is before us,
Soon we'll sing on the other side.
O! there see the "white throne of glory,"
And crowns which the saints then shall gain,
And all who shall love Christ's appearing
Shall be blessed by his glorious reign.
CHORUS O! the prospect! it is so transporting,
Reapers, hasten the gath'ring, we pray;
We rejoice in the glory that's promised,
And the dawn of millennial day.
Thence springs of life will e'er be flowing,
Robing the earth in living green,
Visions of beauty rise before us
When the King and the saints shall reign.
Soon our conflicts and toils will be ended;
We'll be tried and tempted no more,
And mankind of all ages and nations
Shall be blessed in that triumphant hour.
Faith now beholds salvation's river,
Gliding from underneath the throne,
Bearing its life to whomsoever
Will return to his Father's home.
They will walk 'mid the trees by the rivers,
With the friends they have loved by their side;
They will sing the glad songs of salvation,
And be ready to follow their guide.
Hymn 33 Buried With Christ
Come, Jesus, Master, Sun divine!
On these baptismal waters shine.
Thy light, thy love, thy life impart,
And fill each consecrated heart.
We love thy name, we love thy laws,
And joyfully embrace thy cause;
We'll bear the cross, the shame, the pain,
O Lamb of God, for us once slain!
We sink beneath the mystic wave,
Nor would we seek our life to save;
We yield our will to thine own mould,
Nor would we seek our own to hold.
And as we rise for thee to live,
O let the Holy Spirit give
The sealing unction from above,
The breath of life, the fire of love.
Hymn 34 Renewed Devotedness
Come, let us anew our journey pursue,
Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear.
His adorable will let us gladly fulfil,
And our talents improve,
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
Our life, as a dream, our time, as a stream
Glide swiftly away,
And the fugitive moments we would not delay.
Haste, haste ye along, dark moments be gone,
For the jubilee year
Rushes on to our view, and its dawn is now here.
O! at close of our day may each of us say,
"I have fought my way through;
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do!"
O! that each from his Lord may receive the glad word,
"Well and faithfully done!
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!"
Hymn 35 The Privilege Of Prayer
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare;
Father loves to answer prayer.
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.
Thou art coming to a King;
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and pow'r are such,
None can ever ask too much.
Lord, I bring my burdens all,
On thy name in faith I call;
Trusting in the blood once spilt
For release from all my guilt.
When I come to thee for rest,
With thy favor I am blest,
Lord, thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
Ere I call, the answer comes,
Bringing peace 'mid earth's alarms,
God my inmost thought doth read;
Yes, his grace is all I need.
Hymn 36 Full Salvation
Come, sing the gospel's joyful sound,
Salvation full and free;
Proclaim to all the world around,
The year of jubilee!
CHORUS Salvation, salvation, The grace of God doth bring;
Salvation, salvation, Through Christ our Lord and King.
Ye mournful souls, aloud rejoice;
Ye blind, your Saviour see!
Ye pris'ners, sing with thankful voice,
The Lord will make you free!
With rapture swell the song again,
Of Jesus' dying love;
'Tis peace on earth, good will to men,
And praise to God above!
Hymn 37 Boundless Grace
Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing,
Tune my heart a song to raise,
Streams of favor, never ceasing,
Call for notes of heartfelt praise,
Teach me some melodious sonnet--
Grace to gratitude doth move.
Praise thy grace, I glory in it!
Grace so full of matchless love.
Not alone hath grace redeemed me,
Bought me with Christ's precious blood,
Sought me out when I, a stranger,
Wandered from the fold of God;
But beyond this great salvation
God hath shown me wondrous grace--
Called me with a heav'nly calling,
Ever to behold his face.
O! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Lord, thy goodness, like a fetter,
Binds my grateful heart to thee.
I will tread the way appointed,
Rough and thorny though it be;
In the steps of thine Anointed;
'Tis my privilege, I see.
Hymn 38 Come, Ye Disconsolate!
Come, ye disconsolate! where'er ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish;
Earth hath no sorrow that heav'n cannot heal.
Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth hath no sorrow that heav'n cannot cure.
Here see the bread of life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast of love, come, ever knowing
Earth hath no sorrows but heav'n can remove.
Hymn 39 God Is Love
Come, ye that know and love the Lord,
And raise your thoughts above;
Let ev'ry heart and voice accord
To sing that "God is love."
This precious truth his Word declares,
And all his mercies prove;
Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears
To show that "God is love."
Behold his patience, bearing long
With those who from him rove;
Soon he'll instruct earth's mighty throng,
And teach them "God is love."
Hymn 40 Let Praise Abound
Come, ye that love the Lord,
And let your songs abound,
With heart and voice in sweet accord,
Now spread his fame around.
Let all his children sing
Glad songs of praise to God,
Yes, children of the heav'nly King
Should tell their joys abroad.
The God whose plan so high
Outstrips our highest thought,
To whom we may in prayer draw nigh,
Assured we're not forgot;
This loving God is ours,
Our Father and our Friend;
He doth employ his heav'nly pow'rs
To guide us to the end.
Soon we shall see his face
And know his matchless worth,
And through his all abounding grace
Show all his glories forth.
Yea, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss,
With constant joys elate.
Then let our songs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry;
We're trav'ling through Immanuel's ground
To fairer prospects nigh.
Hymn 41 Awake From Thy Sadness
Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness!
Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more;
Bright o'er the hills dawns the daystar of gladness--
Arise! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.
CHORUS Daughter of Zion! Awake from thy sadness!
Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more.
Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them,
And scattered their legions, was mightier far;
They fled like chaff from the scourge that pursued them:
Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.
Daughter of Zion! the pow'r that hath saved thee
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be;
Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee;
Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.
Hymn 42 Our Consecration Pledge
Dear Saviour, we thy will obey;
Not of constraint, but with delight,
Thy servants hither come today,
To honor thine appointed rite.
O sacred rite! by thee to own
The name of Jesus we begin;
This is our consecration pledge,
And symbol of our hope in him.
We count ourselves as dead to sin
And thus we're buried with our Lord;
We plunge into the cleansing flood,
And rising, live henceforth to God.
No more let sin and self-will reign
Over our bodies, reckoned dead;
But overcoming day by day,
We'll grow into our living Head.
Hymn 43 Comfort In Sorrow
Deem not that they are blest alone,
Whose days a peaceful tenor keep;
Th' anointed Son of God makes known
A blessing for the eyes that weep.
The light of smiles shall fill again
The lids that overflow with tears;
And weary hours of toil and pain
Forerunners are of happier years.
Yes, a bright day of peaceful rest
Succeeds this dark and troubled night;
Though grief may bide an evening guest,
Yet joy shall come with early light.
Let not the Christian's trust depart,
Though life its common gifts deny;
Though with a sinking, fainting heart,
He sometimes almost longs to die;
For God has marked each sorrowing day,
And numbered every secret tear;
And blissful ages yet shall pay
For all his children suffer here.
Hymn 44 The Warfare
Equip me for the war,
And teach me how to fight:
My mind and heart, O Lord, prepare,
And guide my words aright.
With calm and tempered zeal,
Let me proclaim thy plan;
And vindicate thy gracious will
Which offers life to man.
O! may I love like thee,
In love declare thy ways,
And help the blinded ones to see
Thy truth declares thy praise.
And teach me, Lord, the art
With wisdom to remove
The errors that deceive the heart,
And truth to clearly prove.
O! arm me with the mind,
Meek Lamb, that was in thee;
And let my fervent zeal be joined
With grace and charity.
Control my ev'ry thought.
My talents all enlist;
And may my zeal to judgment, brought,
Prove true beneath thy test.
Hymn 45 His Love Make Known
Eternal God, celestial King,
Exalted be thy glorious name;
While hosts in heav'n thy praises sing,
Let saints on earth thy love proclaim.
My heart is fixed on thee, my God;
I rest my hope on thee alone;
I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad,
And to mankind thy love make known.
Awake, my tongue; awake, my lyre;
With morning's earliest dawn arise;
To songs of joy my soul inspire,
And swell your music to the skies.
With those who in thy grace abound,
To thee I'll raise my thankful voice;
May ev'ry land, the earth around,
Yet hear, and in thy name rejoice.
Hymn 46 Sun Of Righteousness
Eternal Sun of righteousness,
Display thy beams divine,
And cause the glories of thy face
Upon our hearts to shine.
Light in thy light, O, may we see,
Thy grace and mercy prove;
Revived and cheered, and blest by thee,
God of abounding love.
Lift up thy countenance serene,
And let thy happy child
Behold, without a cloud between,
The Father reconciled.
That all comprising peace bestow
On me, through grace forgiv'n,
The joys of holiness bestow,
The precious joys of heav'n.
Hymn 47 Jesus Is Mine
Fade! fade, each earthly joy, Jesus is mine!
Break ev'ry tender tie, Jesus is mine!
Dark is the wilderness, Absent the resting place;
Jesus alone can bless: Jesus is mine!
Tempt not my soul away. Jesus is mine!
He is my only stay. Jesus is mine!
Perishing things of clay, Born but for one brief day,
Pass from my heart away. Jesus is mine!
Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus is mine!
Mine is a dawning light, Jesus is mine!
All that my soul has tried Left but an aching void;
Jesus has satisfied. Jesus is mine!
Farewell, mortality! Jesus is mine!
Welcome, eternity! Jesus is mine!
Welcome, ye scenes of rest! Welcome, ye mansions blest!
God's love is manifest. Jesus is mine!
Hymn 48 Communion With God
Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone!
Let my religious hours alone;
Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see;
I wait to visit, Lord with thee.
O! warm my heart with holy fire,
Enkindle more of pure desire;
Come, sacred Spirit, from above,
And fill my soul with heavenly love.
Hail, great Immanuel, now divine!
In thee thy Father's glories shine;
Thy glorious name shall be adored,
And every tongue confess thee Lord.
Hymn 49 The Word Of God
Father of mercies, in thy Word
What endless glory shines!
Forever be thy name adored
For these celestial lines.
'Tis here the Saviour's welcome voice
Spreads heav'nly peace around;
And life, and everlasting joys,
Attend the blissful sound.
O! may these heav'nly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light!
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be thou forever near;
Teach me to love thy sacred Word,
And view my Saviour here.
Hymn 50 Consecration
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will denies,
Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise.
Give me a calm, a thankful heart
From every murmur free;
The blessings of thy grace impart,
And make me live to thee.
Let the sweet thought that thou art mine
My every hour attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end.
Hymn 51 Thy Will Be Done
Father, while our eyes are weeping
O'er the spoils that death has won,
We would, at this solemn meeting,
Calmly say, "Thy will be done."
Though cast down, we're not forsaken;
Though afflicted, not alone:
Thou didst give, and thou hast taken;
Blessed Lord, "Thy will be done."
Though today we're filled with mourning,
Mercy still is on the throne;
With thy smiles of love returning,
We can sing, "Thy will be done."
By thy hands the boon was given;
Thou hast taken but thine own;
Lord of earth, and God of heaven,
Evermore, "Thy will be done."
Hymn 52 Cleanse Me
Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to thy wounded side,
This all my hope and all my plea,
For me the Savior died.
My dying Saviour and my Lord,
Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood;
O! cleanse and keep me clean.
Wash me, and make me thus thine own;
Wash me, and mine thou art;
Wash me, but not my feet alone--
My hands, my head, my heart.
Th' atonement of thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve,
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
Hymn 53 Forever With The Lord
"Forever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis, immortality.
Here we are being spent,
As pilgrims here we roam,
Yet nightly pitch our moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
"Forever with the Lord!"
Father, thy blessed will
We're learning daily through thy Word
And seeking to fulfil.
And when our latest breath
Shall rend the vail in twain,
Through merit of our Savior's death
We hope this bliss to gain.
With thee the promised throne
Then evermore to share,
We'll gladly make thy glory known,
Thy praises everywhere.
Hymn 54 Once For All
Free from the law, O happy condition!
Jesus our Lord, hath purchased remission;
Cursed by God's law and bruised by the fall,
Grace hath redeemed us once for all.
CHORUS Once for all! O yes! we believe it;
Once for all! by faith we receive it;
Lo, at his cross all burdens will fall,
Christ hath redeem'd us once for all.
Now we are free, there's no condemnation;
Jesus will soon perfect our salvation;
His kingdom soon shall rule over all,
Saving the willing from the fall.
Children of God, O glorious calling!
Surely his grace will keep us from falling;
Passing from death to life at his call,
Blessed salvation! once for all.
Hymn 55 Praise The Lord!
From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy Word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
From age to age forevermore.
Your lofty themes, ye mortals bring;
In songs of praise exulting sing;
The great salvation loud proclaim,
And ever praise the Saviour's name.
In every land begin the song;
To every land the strains belong;
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
And fill the world with joyful praise.
Hymn 56 The Mercy Seat
From ev'ry stormy wind that blows,
From ev'ry swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
'Tis found beneath the mercy seat.
There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads;
A place than all besides more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy seat.
O! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how would hosts of foes defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no mercy seat?
There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy seat.
Hymn 57 Divine Providence
Give to the winds thy fears;
Hope and be undismayed;
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears;
God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves, and clouds, and storms,
He gently clears thy way;
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
Still heavy is thy heart?
Still sinks thy spirit down?
Cast off the weight, let fear depart,
And ev'ry care be gone.
Leave to his sov'reign sway
To choose and to command:
So shalt thou gladly own his way,
How wise, how strong his hand!
Far, far above thy thought
His counsel shall appear
When fully he the work hath wrought
That caused thy needless fear.
Hymn 58 Zion's Glorious Hope
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God.
He whose word cannot be broken
Formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,
Naught can shake thy sure repose;
With Salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou shalt triumph o'er thy foes.
Built upon this sure foundation,
Zion shall in glory rise;
Men shall call thy walls Salvation,
And thy gates shall be named Praise.
The redeemed of ev'ry nation
Shall with joy thy glory see,
And find rest from tribulation,
Hope and life and peace in thee.
Then the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Will supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who need faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage?
Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
Who would faint while such a prospect
Urges on to faithfulness,
Though thy present mournful aspect
Seem no cause for thankfulness?
Look not at the things beside thee;
Those behind thee have no worth:
Let the glorious hope before thee
Fill thy heart with rapturous mirth.
Hymn 59 Worthy, The Lamb!
Glory to God on high!
Let heav'n and earth reply,
"Praise ye his name!"
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore;
Sing loud forevermore,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
While the blest heav'nly throng
Gratefully join in song,
Praising his name--
Ye who have felt his blood
Sealing your peace with God,
Sound his dear name abroad,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
Join, all ye ransomed race,
Make earth a holy place,
Praising his name.
In him let all rejoice,
Singing with heart and voice--
Christ is our blessed choice,
"Worthy our King!"
Soon shall all sorrow cease;
For lo! the Prince of Peace
Cometh to reign;
To him our songs we bring;
Hail him our gracious King;
We'll thro' all ages sing,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
Hymn 60 Go Bury Thy Sorrow
Go bury thy sorrow, The world has its share;
Go bury it deeply, Go hide it with care;
Go think of it calmly, When curtain'd by night;
Go tell it to Jesus, And all will be right.
Go tell it to Jesus, He knoweth thy grief;
Go tell it to Jesus, He'll send thee relief;
Go gather the sunshine He sheds on thy way;
He'll lighten thy burden, Go, weary one, pray.
Hearts growing aweary With heavier woe,
Now droop 'mid the darkness--Go, comfort them, go!
Go bury thy sorrows Let others be blest;
Go, give them the sunshine, Tell Jesus the rest.
Hymn 61 Our Refuge
God is the refuge of his saints
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God
With peace, and joy and blessing now,
E'en in our narrow trial road.
That sacred stream, thy holy Word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls;
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.
Hymn 62 Wondrous Love
God loved the world of sinners lost,
And ruined by the fall;
Salvation full at highest cost,
He offers free to all.
CHORUS O! 'twas love, 'twas wondrous love,
The love of God to me;
It bro't my Saviour from above
To die on Calvary.
E'en now by faith I claim him mine,
The risen Son of God;
Redemption by his death I find,
And cleansing through his blood.
Love brings the glorious fulness in,
And to his saints makes known
The blessed rest from inbred sin,
Thro' faith in Christ alone.
Believing souls, rejoicing go;
There shall to you be giv'n
A glorious foretaste even now,
The peace and joy of heav'n.
Of vict'ry now o'er Satan's pow'r,
Let all the ransomed sing,
And triumph now in ev'ry hour,
Thro' Christ, the Lord, our King.
Hymn 63 He Will Make It Plain
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
Hymn 64 God Be With You
God be with you till we meet again;
By his counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you,
God be with you till we meet again!
CHORUS Till we meet, till we meet!
Till we meet at Jesus' feet;
Till we meet! Till we meet!
God be with you till we meet again!
God be with you till we meet again;
'Neath his wings securely hide you,
Daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.
God be with you till we meet again;
When life's perils thick confound you;
Put His arms unfailing round you;
God be with you till we meet again.
God be with you till we meet again;
Keep love's banner floating o'er you;
Smite death's threat'ning wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.
Hymn 65 I Will Praise Thee
God of my life, through all my days
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise
The song shall wake with ope'ning light,
And warble to the silent night.
When anxious cares would break my rest,
And griefs would make me sore distrest,
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high,
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.
Were half the breath that's vainly spent
To heav'n in supplication sent,
Our cheerful song would oft'ner be,
"Hear what the Lord hath done for me."
Yes, done for me; Lord, I confess
Thy wisdom and thy righteousness,
And all my days shall therefore be
Of praise a tribute, Lord, to thee.
Hymn 65A Jesus, Grant Us Strength
Blest Jesus, grant us strength to take
Our daily cross, whate'er it be,
And gladly, for Thine own dear sake,
In paths of duty follow Thee.
And day by day, we humbly ask
That holy mem'ries of Thy cross
May sanctify each common task,
And turn to gain each earthly loss.
Help us, dear Lord, our cross to bear,
Till at Thy feet we lay it down;
Win thro' Thy blood our pardon there,
And thro' the Cross attain the Crown.
Hymn 66 The Sweet By And By
God has promised a glorious day,
And by faith we now see it draw near;
Our Redeemer has opened the way,
And soon will its glory appear.
CHORUS In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet to be parted no more;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on eternity's shore.
There the dead shall arise from the tomb,
And the living to health be restored;
And away from all sorrow and gloom,
They'll be led by the life-giving Lord.
And a highway shall there be cast up,
And the stones shall be all gathered out;
And errors no weak ones shall trip,
And no lions of vice stalk about.
There nothing shall hurt nor offend,
In God's kingdom of glory and peace;
The wicked their ways shall amend,
And the righteous their joys shall increase.
There God's hand shall all tears wipe away;
He'll the joy of his favor restore;
And the light of that glorious day
Will bring life, joy and peace evermore.
Hymn 67 Discipline
God's hand that saves, though kind, seems rough;
His methods sometimes rude;
Frail shrinking nature cries, "Enough!"
Yet proves the Lord is good.
The temple stones God now prepares
Oft cry, "You hurt me sore";
The Sculptor seeks their perfectness,
And trims them more and more--
Until, by dint of strokes and blows,
The shapeless mass appears
Symmetric, polished, beautiful,
To stand th' eternal years.
Out of the crushed and mangled grapes,
Comes forth the sparkling wine;
If God but still my portion is,
Be such experience mine.
Kept while the furnace, heated white,
Shall purge the dross away!
Thy judgments, Lord, are true and right,
And brighter ev'ry day.
Hymn 68 Divine Grace
Grace! 'tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first contrived a way
To save the fallen man;
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
Grace taught my roving feet
To tread the heav'nly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.
Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise.
Hymn 69 Rest In God
Great God, indulge my humble claim;
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engaged to make me blest.
Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.
With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travelers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
E'en life itself, without thy love,
No lasting pleasure can afford;
Yes, 'twould a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banished from thee, Lord.
I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
Thy work shall make my heart rejoice,
And fill the remnant of my days.
Hymn 70 Harvest Time
Great Husbandman, at thy command,
Saints sowed thy seed with lib'ral hand--
And, mindful of thy heav'nly call,
Onward they went, forsaking all.
On through the sad and weary years
They sowed the precious seed with tears,
And stayed their hearts in faith sublime
With prospects of the harvest time.
No longer saints in sorrow go,
In tears and sadness forth to sow;
For he who bade them sow and weep
Hath called them now in joy to reap.
Now doth the joyful reaper come
Bearing his sheaves in triumph home;
The voice long saddened now doth sing,
And loud their songs of triumph ring.
E'en here, on this side Jordan, stand
The gathered sheaves from ev'ry land;
And he that sowed, in joy doth reap,
And harvest home together keep.
Hymn 71 Guide Me
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy pow'rful hand.
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield.
Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield.
As I near the time of trouble,
Bid my faith in thee increase;
While the thousands round are falling,
Keep me, keep in perfect peace.
Refuge! Fortress! Thou hast set thy love on me.
Refuge! Fortress! Thou hast set thy love on me.
Hymn 72 Hail To The Brightness
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning!
Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain!
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning!
Zion, in triumph, begins her glad reign.
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning,
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold!
Hail to the millions from bondage returning!
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.
See, in the desert rich flowers are springing;
Streams ever copious are gliding along;
Loud from the mountaintops echoes are ringing,
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.
See the dead risen from land and from ocean;
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;
Fall'n are the engines of war and commotion;
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.
Hymn 73 Christ's Glorious Reign
Hail to the Lord's Anointed,
Jehovah's blessed Son!
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captives free,
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
He comes with succor speedy
To those who suffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,
And bid the weak be strong;
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemned and dying,
Were precious in his sight.
To him let praise unceasing
And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom, still increasing,
Shall be without an end:
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
No; it shall stand forever,
A pledge that God is love.
Hymn 74 Divine Wisdom
Happy the man who learns to trace
The leadings of Jehovah's grace;
By wisdom coming from above,
He reads and learns that God is love.
Wisdom divine! who tells the price
Of wisdom's costly merchandise?
Wisdom to silver we prefer,
And gold is dross compared to her.
Her hands are filled with length of days,
True riches and immortal praise;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths lead unto peace.
Happy the man who wisdom gains;
Thrice happy who his guest retains;
He owns, and shall forever own,
Wisdom and Christ are truly one.
Hymn 75 Jesus Reigns
Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the notes of praise above;
Jesus reigns and heav'n rejoices;
Jesus reigns, he rules in love.
See, he comes to take earth's throne;
Soon he'll rule the world alone:
CHORUS Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen.
Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
All below and gives it worth;
Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,
Cheers and charms thy saints on earth.
When we think of love like thine,
Lord, we own it love divine:
King of glory! reign forever,
Thine an everlasting crown;
Nothing from thy love shall sever
Those whom thou shalt call thine own:
Happy objects of thy grace,
Destined to behold thy face:
Hymn 76 The Saviour Comes
Hark, the glad sound! the Lord has come,
The Saviour promised long;
Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne,
And ev'ry voice a song.
He comes, the "Sun of Righteousness,"
To roll earth's clouds away,
And make its desert wilderness
Bloom in eternal day.
He comes the pris'ner to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of death before him burst,
Sin's binding fetters yield.
He comes the broken heart to bind,
The wounded soul to cure,
And, with the treasures of his grace,
To enrich the humble poor.
Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim,
And heav'n's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
Hymn 77 Glory To The Lamb
Hark! the notes of angels singing,
"Glory, glory to the Lamb!"
All in heav'n their tribute bringing,
Raising high the Saviour's name.
Ye for whom his life was given,
Sacred themes to you belong:
Come, assist the choir of heaven;
Join the everlasting song.
Filled with holy emulation,
Let us vie with those above:
Sweet the theme, a free salvation;
Fruit of everlasting love.
Endless life in him possessing,
Let us praise his precious name;
Glory, honor, pow'r, and blessing,
Be forever to the Lamb.
Hymn 78 Jesus Is There
Haste, my dull soul, arise,
Shake off thy care;
Press for the promised prize,
Mighty in prayer.
Jesus has gone before,
Count all thy suff'rings o'er;
He all thy burdens bore;
Jesus is there.
Souls, for the marriage feast
Robe and prepare--
Holy must be such guests;
Jesus is there!
Saints, wear your vict'ry palms,
Chant your celestial psalms,
Bride of the Lamb, thy charms
O! seek to wear.
Kings for the promised throne,
Crowns we shall wear;
Christ reigns, but not alone--
We soon shall share.
O ye despised ones, come;
Pilgrims no more we'll roam:
Sweetly we'll rest at home;
Jesus is there.
Hymn 79 The Song Of Moses And The Lamb
Have you heard the new song, that most beautiful song,
The song which the saints now may sing--
How the old harp of Moses and sweet flute of John
With harmonious melody ring?
With harmonious melody ring?
How the old harp of Moses and sweet flute of John
With harmonious melody ring?
'Tis the song of the Lamb once by Moses foretold,
In the symbols and types of God's law;
As the dawn of the day doth those symbols unfold,
We behold what we ne'er before saw,
We behold what we ne'er before saw,
As the dawn of the day doth those symbols unfold,
We behold what we ne'er before saw.
O! what visions of glory are brought to faith's view,
Of glory which all soon shall see;
For the great King of Glory shall make all things new,
And O! what rejoicing there'll be,
And O! what rejoicing there'll be,
For the great King of Glory shall make all things new,
And O! what rejoicing there'll be.
Thy works great and marvelous, Almighty Lord,
Are glorious indeed in our sight;
Thy ways just and true, thou blest King of the world,
We acknowledge are perfectly right,
We acknowledge are perfectly right,
Thy ways just and true, thou blest King of the world,
We acknowledge are perfectly right.
O! who shall not filially fear thee, O Lord,
And thy righteous ways own as the best?
Soon all nations shall worship and praise before thee,
When thy judgments are made manifest,
When thy judgments are made manifest,
Soon all nations shall worship and praise before thee,
When thy judgments are made manifest.
Tune your voices, ye saints, for this glorious strain,
And earth shall with melody ring;
Let the grand "harp of God" loudly swell the refrain,
For tributes of praise all may bring,
For tributes of praise all may bring,
Let the grand "harp of God" loudly swell the refrain,
For tributes of praise all may bring.
God's Word is that harp, which has long been unstrung,
And men heard but discordant its notes;
Now as tuned are its chords from Moses to John,
How grandly sweet melody floats,
How grandly sweet melody floats,
Now as tuned are its chords from Moses to John,
How grandly sweet melody floats.
It will float o'er the world in a rapturous strain,
Of glory and peace and good will,
And all then shall hear and may join the refrain
And joy shall the hearts of all thrill,
And joy shall the hearts of all thrill,
And all then shall hear and may join the refrain
And joy shall the hearts of all thrill.
Hymn 80 More To Follow
Have you on the Lord believed?
Still there's more to follow,
Of his grace have you received?
Still there's more to follow;
Oh, the grace the Father shows!
Still there's more to follow.
Freely he his grace bestows,
Still there's more to follow;
CHORUS More and more, more and more,
Always more to follow,
Oh, his matchless, boundless love!
Still there's more to follow.
Have you felt the Saviour near?
Still there's more to follow,
Does his blessed presence cheer?
Still there's more to follow;
Oh, the love that Jesus shows!
Still there's more to follow.
Freely he his love bestows,
Still there's more to follow;
Have you felt the Spirit's pow'r?
Still there's more to follow,
Falling like the gentle show'r?
Still there's more to follow;
Oh, the pow'r the Spirit shows!
Still there's more to follow.
Freely he his pow'r bestows,
Still there's more to follow;
Hymn 81 Precious Promises
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken:
O my people, faint and few,
Comfortless, afflicted, broken,
Fair abodes I build for you.
Scenes of heartfelt tribulation
Shall no more perplex your ways;
You shall name your walls "Salvation,"
And your gates shall all be "Praise."
There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures without end shall flow,
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All his bounty shall bestow.
Then, in undisturbed possession,
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression,
Hear the voice of war again.
Ye, no more your suns descending,
Waning moons no more shall see:
But, your griefs forever ending,
Find eternal noon in me:
God shall rise, and shining o'er you
Change to day the gloom of night;
Yes, the Lord shall be your glory
And your everlasting light.
Hymn 82 The Bridal Robe
Heav'nly Father, I would wear
Bridal garments, white and fair;
Bridal vesture, undefiled,
Thou dost give unto thy child.
Take the raiment soiled away,
I would fain cast off today;
Clothe me in my bridal dress,
Beautiful with holiness.
Let me wear the white robe here,
Purchased by my Saviour dear;
Holding fast his hand, and so
Through the world unspotted go.
Hymn 83 We Adore Thee
Heav'nly Father, Sov'reign Lord,
Be thy glorious name adored!
Lord, thy mercies never fail;
Hail, celestial goodness, hail!
Though unworthy of thine ear,
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring
When around thy throne we sing.
While on earth we longer stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way,
Till we come to dwell with thee,
Till we shall thy glory see.
Then through ages yet untold,
Counting mercies manifold,
There, in joyful songs of praise,
We'll triumphant voices raise.
Hymn 84 Parting Hymn
Heav'nly Father, we beseech thee,
Grant thy blessing ere we part:
Take us in thy care and keeping;
Guard from evil ev'ry heart.
CHORUS Bless the words which have been spoken,
Hear our prayer and cheerful strain;
Give us, Lord, a constant token
That thou dost with us remain.
Let thy Spirit, Lord, go with us,
Be our comfort and our stay;
Grateful praise to thee we render,
For the joy we feel today.
May thy Spirit dwell within us,
May our souls thy temples be,
May we tread the path to glory,
Led and guided still by thee.
Hymn 85 O Revive Us
Heav'nly Father, we thy children,
Gathered round our risen Lord,
Lift our hearts in earnest pleading:
O revive us by thy Word!
CHORUS Send refreshing, send refreshing
From thy presence, gracious Lord!
Send refreshing, send refreshing,
And revive us by thy Word.
Gracious gales of heav'nly blessing
In thy love to us afford;
Let us feel thy spirit's presence,
O revive us by thy Word!
Weak and weary in the conflict,
"Wrestling not with flesh and blood,"
Help us, Lord, as faint we falter;
O revive us by thy Word!
With thy strength, O Master, gird us;
Thou our Guide and thou our Guard;
Fill us with thy holy spirit;
O revive us by thy Word!
Hymn 86 Christ's Victory
He dies! the Friend of sinners dies!
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.
Here's love and grief beyond degree:
The Lord of glory dies for man!
But Lo! what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead revives again!
The rising Christ forsakes the tomb;
In vain its bonds forbid his rise;
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
Wipe now your tears, ye saints and tell
How high your great Deliv'rer reigns;
Sing, he accomplished all things well,
And led the monster Death in chains.
O! live forever, wondrous King!
Born to redeem, and strong to save;
O Death, thou monster, where's thy sting?
And where's thy vict'ry, boasting Grave?
Hymn 87 He Leadeth Me
He leadeth me, O blessed thought!
O words with heav'nly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
CHORUS He leadeth me! he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me.
His faithful foll'wer I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.
Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea--
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me.
Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur or repine--
Content whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.
And when my task on earth is done,
When by thy grace the vict'ry's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,
Since God thro' Jordan leadeth me.
Hymn 88 Here Is No Rest
Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,
Here is no rest, here is no rest;
Here as a pilgrim I wander alone,
Yet I am blest, I am blest.
For I look forward to that glorious day,
When sin and sorrow will vanish away,
My heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say:
"There, there is rest, there is rest."
Here fierce temptations beset me around!
Here is no rest, here is no rest;
Here I am grieved while my foes me surround;
Yet I am blest, I am blest.
Let them revile me and scoff at my name,
Laugh at my weeping, endeavor to shame,
I will go forward, for this is my theme,
There, there is rest, there is rest.
Here are afflictions and trials severe;
Here is no rest, here is no rest;
Here I must part with the friends I hold dear;
Yet I am blest, I am blest.
Sweet is the promise I read in his Word,
Blessed are they who have died in the Lord;
They will be called to receive their reward;
Then we shall rest, we shall rest.
This world of care is a wilderness state,
Here is no rest, here is no rest;
Here I must bear with the world and its hate,
Yet I am blest, I am blest.
Soon shall I be from the wicked released,
There shall my joy with the Lord be increased,
Soon shall the faithful forever be blest,
There, there is rest, there is rest.
Hymn 89 The Divine Goodness
High in the Heav'ns, eternal God,
Thy goodness in full glory shines;
Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud
That veils and darkens thy designs.
Forever firm thy justice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of thy hands,
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
Thy providence is kind and large;
Both man and beast thy bounty share;
The whole creation is thy charge,
But saints are thy peculiar care.
My God, how excellent thy grace!
Whence all our hope and comfort springs;
'Mid earthly woes we sweetly rest
Under the shadow of thy wings.
Hymn 90 The Source Of Consolation
Holy spirit, banish sadness;
Pierce the clouds of weary night;
Come, thou source of joy and gladness,
Breathe thy life, and spread thy light.
From the height which knows no measure,
As a gracious show'r descend,
Bringing down the richest treasure
Man can wish, or God can send.
Author of the new creation,
Come with unction and with pow'r;
Make our hearts thy habitation;
On our souls thy graces show'r.
Hear, O hear our supplication;
By thy spirit, God of peace,
Rest upon this congregation,
With the fulness of thy grace.
Hymn 91 Our Faithful Guide
Holy spirit, faithful guide,
Ever near the Christian's side,
Gently lead us by the hand,
Pilgrims in a desert land.
Weary souls for aye rejoice,
While they hear that sweetest voice,
Whisp'ring softly Trav'ler come!
Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
Ever present, truest Friend,
Ever near thine aid to lend,
Leave us not to doubt and fear,
Groping on in darkness drear.
When the storms are raging sore,
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er,
Ah, then whisper, Trav'ler, come!
Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
When our days of toil shall cease,
Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but time for prayer,
Waiting to be gathered there,
Wading deep the dismal flood,
Trusting still in Jesus' blood--
Whisper sweetly, Trav'ler come!
Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
Hymn 92 Even So, Come
Hope of our hearts! O Lord, appear,
Thou glorious Star of day
Shine forth and chase the dreary night,
With all our fears, away.
We've waited long, we're waiting still,
Longing with thee to be.
Our eye is on the royal crown
Prepared for us and thee.
O! the blest hope of sharing, Lord,
Thy glory from above,
Is linked with that most precious thought,
Thine everlasting love;
And with the joy, the holy joy,
Unmingled, pure and free,
Of union with our living Head,
And fellowship with thee.
This joy e'en now in part is ours,
This fellowship begun;
But O! what rapture shall we know
When victory's fully won.
There, near thy heart, upon the throne,
Thy ransomed bride shall see
What grace was in the bleeding Lamb
Who died to make her free.
O! what are all our suff'rings here,
If, Lord, thou count us meet
With that enraptured host t' appear,
And worship at thy feet!
Hymn 93 Our Firm Foundation
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in his excellent Word!
What more can he say than to you he hath said?
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled,
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled.
In ev'ry condition, in sickness, in health,
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth,
At home and abroad, on the land or the sea,
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be,
As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be.
When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply;
The flames shall not hurt thee--I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine,
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose
I'll never, no, never, desert to his foes;
That soul, though a host should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake,
I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake.
Hymn 94 The Joys Of Faith
How happy and blessed the hours
Since Jesus I always can see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flow'rs
Have all gained new sweetness to me;
E'en when the great sun shines but dim,
And fields strive in vain to look gay,
While I am so happy in him,
December's as pleasant as May.
His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music his voice,
His presence disperses all gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice;
I should, were he always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I,
My summer would last all the year.
Content with beholding his face
My all to his pleasure resigned,
No changes of season or place
Can make any change in my mind:
While blest with a sense of his love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus still dwelt with me there.
My Lord, I am sure I am thine,
And thou art my sun and my song,
No longer I languish and pine,
Nor e'en are my winters so long;
My doubts and my fears all have flown,
Thy soul-cheering plan now I see;
Thy wisdom and glory have shone
From out thy blest Word upon me.
Hymn 95 More Christlike
How blessed, how glorious, how joyful to feel
The love everlasting, of sonship a seal,
The love that is perfect, the love that is pure,
That we may with patience all things well endure.
I want to feel humble, more simple, more mild,
More like my blest Master and more like a child;
More trustful, more thankful, more lovely in mind,
More watchful, more prayerful, more loving and kind.
I want the pure wisdom that comes from above,
That warns those in danger with tenderest love;
I want the sweet spirit of Jesus, my Lord,
And perfect accordance with his blessed Word.
I want to touch lightly the things of this earth,
Esteeming them only of trifling worth;
From sin and its bondage I would be set free,
And live, my dear Saviour, live only for thee.
Hymn 96 The Name of Jesus
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
Dear name! the rock on which we build,
Our shield and hiding place;
Our neverfailing treasure, filled
With boundless stores of grace!
Jesus, our Shepherd, Saviour, Friend,
Our Prophet, Priest, and King,
Our hearts in gratitude ascend;
Accept the praise we bring.
We would thy boundless love proclaim
With ev'ry fleeting breath;
And sound the music of thy name
Abroad through all the earth.
Hymn 97 More Of Thy Presence
How sweet to leave the world awhile,
And seek the presence of our Lord
Dear Saviour, on thy people smile;
Draw near according to thy word.
From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee.
O Lord, behold us at thy feet;
Let this the gate of heaven be.
Chief of ten thousand, now appear,
That we by faith may see thy face.
O speak, that we thy voice may hear,
And let thy presence fill this place.
Hymn 98 Earthly Treasures Vain
How vain is all beneath the skies!
How transient ev'ry earthly bliss!
How slender all the fondest ties
That bind us to a world like this!
The evening cloud, the morning dew,
The with'ring grass, the fading flow'r,
Of earthly hopes are emblems true,
The glory of a passing hour.
But tho' earth's fairest blossoms die,
And all beneath the skies is vain,
There is a brighter age now nigh,
Beyond the reach of care and pain.
Then let the hope of joys to come
Dispel our cares, and chase our fears:
Since God is ours, we're trav'ling home,
Tho' passing through a vale of tears.
Hymn 99 Rest In God
How wise are God's commands!
How sure his precepts are!
We cast our burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.
Beneath his watchful eye
His saints securely dwell;
The hand which bears all nature up
Doth guard his children well.
Why should this anxious load
Press down thy weary mind?
Haste to thy heav'nly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.
His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day.
We'll drop our burdens at his feet,
And bear a song away.
Hymn 100 I Am So Glad
I am so glad that our Father in heav'n
Tells of his love in the book he has giv'n.
Wonderful things in the Bible I see;
This is the dearest, his great love to me.
CHORUS (Verses 1-2) I am so glad my Father loves me,
Father loves me, Father loves me,
I am so glad my Father loves me,
Yes, he loves even me.
Father loves me and I know I love him.
Love sent his Son my lost soul to redeem;
Yes, 'twas his love and his mercy so free;
O! I am certain my Father loves me.
Not only my Father, but his blessed Son,
Loves me and cares for my wants ev'ry one;
Jesus so freely his life gave for me,
No clearer proof of his love could there be.
CHORUS (Verse 3) I am so glad that Jesus loves me,
Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me,
I am so glad that Jesus loves me,
Yes, he loves even me.
O! for such love I would make some return:
My humble off'ring I'm sure he'll not spurn:
Lord, here I give my poor life unto thee;
Through it may praises redound unto thee.
CHORUS (Verse 4) I gladly take thy favors so free,
Favors so free, Favors so free,
I gladly take thy favors so free,
Favors to even me.
Hymn 101 I Am The Door
"I am the door," come in, come in,
And leave without all fear and sin;
The night is dark, the storm is wild,
O! come within, thou weary child,
O! come within, thou weary child.
"I am the door," whose heavy lock
Bars out all strangers from the flock,
And guards my Father's precious fold:
Come in from darkness and from cold,
Come in from darkness and from cold.
"I am the door," no longer roam;
Here are thy treasures, here thy home;
I purchased them for thee and thine,
And paid the price in blood of mine,
And paid the price in blood of mine.
"I am the door," my Father waits
To make thee heir of rich estates;
Come in with thankful hearts and praise,
And walk in heav'n's appointed ways,
And walk in heav'n's appointed ways.
Hymn 102 A Better Day
I am waiting, ever waiting,
For the brighter, better day,
Just beyond the clouds and shadows,
That surround my lonely way;
For a day of light and gladness,
Such as earth has never known,
When in equity and justice,
Christ shall reign on David's throne.
All the prophets of past ages
Saw its brightness from afar,
And in words sublime have spoken
Of the peace and glory there.
They have slept in those green valleys,
Which in weariness they trod;
Soon they'll come with songs of triumph
To the holy mount of God.
Now the world is full of suff'ring,
Sounds of woe fall on my ears,
Sights of wretchedness and sorrow
Fill my eyes with pitying tears.
'Tis the earth's dark night of weeping;
Wrong and evil triumph now;
I can wait, for just before me
Beams the morning's roseate glow.
I am waiting, hoping, praying
For Messiah's glorious reign,
For I know he'll rule in justice;
Right and truth will triumph then.
Worldly pleasures cannot win me,
While I wait for that bright day,
Worldly splendor cannot charm me,
While its light beams on my way.
Hymn 103 I Bring My All To Thee
I bring my sins to thee,
The sins I cannot count,
That all may cleansed be
In thy once opened fount;
I bring them, Saviour, all to thee,
The burden is too great for me,
The burden is too great for me.
I bring my grief to thee,
The grief I cannot tell;
No words shall needed be,
Thou knowest all so well;
I bring the sorrow laid on me,
O loving Saviour, all to thee,
O loving Saviour, all to thee.
My joys to thee I bring,
The joys thy love has giv'n
That each may be a wing
To lift me nearer heav'n;
I bring them, Saviour, all to thee,
Who hast procured them all for me,
Who hast procured them all for me.
My life I bring to thee:
I would not be my own,
O Saviour, let me be
Thine, ever, thine alone.
My heart, my life, my all I bring
To thee, my Saviour and my King,
To thee, my Saviour and my King.
Hymn 104 I Come To Thee
I come to thee, I come to thee,
Thou precious Lamb who died for me;
I rest confiding in thy Word,
And cast my burden on the Lord.
I come to thee with all my grief,
To find in thee a sweet relief;
Thy blessed name my only plea,
With this, O Lord, I come to thee.
I come to thee, whose sovereign pow'r
Can cheer me in the darkest hour;
I come to thee through storm and shade,
Since thou hast said, "Be not afraid."
I come to thee with all my tears,
My pain and sorrow, griefs and fears:
Thou precious Lamb who died for me,
I come to thee, I come to thee.
To thee my trembling spirit flies,
When faith seems weak and comfort dies;
I bow adoring at thy feet,
And hold with thee communion sweet.
O wondrous love! what joy is mine,
To feel that I am truly thine.
Thou precious Lamb who died for me,
I come to thee, I come to thee.
Hymn 105 Satisfied With Thy Likeness
If I in thy likeness, O Lord, may awake,
And shine a pure image of thee,
Then I shall be satisfied when I can break
The fetters of flesh and be free.
I know this stained tablet must first be washed white
And there thy bright features be drawn;
I know I must suffer the darkness of night
To welcome the coming of dawn.
And O! the blest morning already is here,
The shadows of earth soon shall fade;
And soon in thy likeness I'll with thee appear,
In glory and beauty arrayed.
When on thine own image in me thou hast smiled,
Within thy blest mansion, and when
The arms of my Father encircle his child,
O! I shall be satisfied then.
Hymn 106 Confidence In God
If on a quiet sea
T'ward home I calmly sail,
With grateful heart, O God, to thee
I'll own the fav'ring gale.
But when the surges rise,
And rest delay to come,
Blest be the tempest, kind the storm,
Which drives me nearer home.
Soon shall the waves and storms
All yield to thy control;
Thy love will banish all alarms
And darkness from My soul.
Teach me, in ev'ry state,
To make thy will my own;
And while the joys of sense depart,
To live by faith alone.
Hymn 107 Valley Of Blessing
I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet,
And Jesus abides with me there;
And his spirit and blood make my cleansing complete,
And his perfect love casteth out fear.
CHORUS There's joy in the valley of blessing so sweet;
Here Jesus his fullness bestows;
We believe and receive and confess him,
Our refuge from all earthly woes.
There is peace in the valley of blessing so sweet,
And plenty the land doth impart;
And there's rest for the weary, worn traveler's feet,
And joy for the sorrowing heart.
There is love in the valley of blessing so sweet,
Such as none but the blood-washed may feel;
Here heaven comes down redeemed spirits to greet,
Here Christ sets his covenant seal.
There's a song in the valley of blessing so sweet,
That only the virgins can sing--
All the nations shall worship and bow at thy feet,
To the honor and praise of our King.
Hymn 108 I Came To Jesus
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Come unto me and rest;
Thy load of care thou mayst lay down
And be no more distressed."
I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary, and worn, and sad,
I found in him a resting place,
And he hath made me glad.
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 quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in him.
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 looked and saw my star of hope,
My Sun of Righteousness.
O! soon 'twill rise and fill the earth,
And all the nations bless.
Hymn 109 I Know No Life Divided
I know no life divided, O Lord of Life, from thee;
In thee is life provided For all mankind and me;
I fear not death, O Jesus; My life is hid with thee;
Thy power soon shall free us From death eternally.
I fear no tribulation, Since, whatsoe'er it be,
It makes no separation Between my Lord and me.
Since thou, my Lord and Teacher, Hast claimed me for thine own,
E'en now with thee I'm richer Than monarch on his throne.
Thus, while o'er earth I wander, My heart is light and blest,
My treasure is up yonder, My heart is there at rest.
O blessed thought! I'm trying To live to please the Lord,
In faith and hope rejoicing, Thro' his most precious Word.
Hymn 110 He Knows
I know not what awaits me,
God kindly veils mine eyes,
And o'er each step of my onward way
He makes new scenes to rise;
And ev'ry joy he sends me comes
A sweet and glad surprise.
CHORUS Where He may lead I'll follow,
My trust in him repose;
And ev'ry hour in perfect peace
I'll sing, he knows, he knows;
And ev'ry hour in perfect peace
I'll sing, he knows, he knows.
One step I see before me,
'Tis all I need to see,
The light of heaven more brightly shines,
When earth's illusions fle