1 JESUS! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee, 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let midnight blush to think of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, [flee. Bright Morning Star, bids darkness 4 Ashamed of Jesus! of that Friend On whom for heaven my hopes depend! It must not be: be this my shame That I no more revere his name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no sin to wash away, No tear to wipe, no joy to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then-nor is the boasting vainTill then I boast a Saviour slain; And O may this my portion be, That Saviour not ashamed of me. 10 1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me I sacrifice them to his blood. [most, 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 11 1 A LITTLE child the Saviour came, The Mighty God was still his name; And angels worshipped, as he lay The seeming infant of a day. 2 He, who a little child began The life divine to show to man, Proclaims from heaven the message 'Let little children come to me.' [free, 3 We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of sprinkled water name them thine: Their souls with saving grace endow; Baptize them with thy Spirit now. 5 4 O give thine angels charge, good Lord, 1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring thee where they come, And, going, take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 5 13 1 THE Lord will come! the earth shall quake, The hills their fixed seat forsake, 1 FATHER of heaven! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son! Incarnate Word! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord! Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah-Father, Spirit, SonMysterious Godhead, Three in One! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 6 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, My sinful maladies remove; Be thou my light, be thou my guide; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 The light of truth to me display, 1 0 HAPPY day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done! the great transaction's done! I am my Lord's, and he is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice Divine. That I may know and choose my way; 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Plant holy fear within mine heart, That I from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead me to Christ, the living way, Nor let me from his pastures stray; Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels' bread to feast? 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn 9 vow, 11 That vow renewed shall daily hear, 1 A LITTLE child the Saviour came, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. 1 JESUS! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee, 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let midnight blush to think of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, [flee. Bright Morning Star, bids darkness 4 Ashamed of Jesus! of that Friend On whom for heaven my hopes depend! It must not be: be this my shame That I no more revere his name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no sin to wash away, No tear to wipe, no joy to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then-nor is the boasting vainTill then I boast a Saviour slain; And O may this my portion be, That Saviour not ashamed of me. 10 1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me I sacrifice them to his blood. [most, 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. The Mighty God was still his name; And angels worshipped, as he lay The seeming infant of a day. 2 He, who a little child began The life divine to show to man, Proclaims from heaven the message 'Let little children come to me.' [free, 3 We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of sprinkled water name them thine: Their souls with saving grace endow; Baptize them with thy Spirit now. 4 O give thine angels charge, good Lord, Them safely in thy way to guard; Thy blessing on their lives command, And write their names upon thy hand. 5 0 thou, who by an infant's tongue Dost hear thy perfect glory sung, May these, with all the heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 12 1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring thee where they come, And, going, take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 13 1 THE Lord will come! the earth shall quake, The hills their fixed seat forsake, And, withering, from the vault of night The stars withdraw their feeble light. 2 The Lord will come! but not the same As once in lowly form he came, A silent Lamb to slaughter led, [dead. The bruised, the suffering, and the B The Lord will come! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human-kind. 4 Can this be he who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway, By power oppressed, and mocked by The Nazarene, the crucified? [pride, 5 While sinners to the rocks complain, And seek the mountain's cleft in vain, The saints, victorious o'er the tomb, Shall sing for joy, 'The Lord is come!' 14 1 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress; 'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day; For who aught to my charge shall lay? Fully, through these, absolved I am From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, Even then, this shall be all my plea, 'Jesus hath lived, hath died for me.' 4 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruined nature sinks in years; No age can change its constant hue; The robe of Christ is ever new. 50 let the dead now hear thy voice; Now bid thy banished ones rejoice; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, thy blood and righteousness. 15 1 0 LOVE, how deep! how broad! how It fills the heart with ecstasy, [high! That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form, for mortals' sake. 2 He sent no angel to our race, Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame, And he himself to this world came. 3 For us baptized, for us he bore His holy fast, and hungered sore; For us temptations sharp he knew, For us the tempter overthrew. 4 For us he prayed, for us he taught, For us his daily works he wrought,By words and signs and actions thus Still seeking, not himself, but us. 5 For us, to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed, He bore the shameful cross and death; For us at length gave up his breath. 6 For us he rose from death again; For us he went on high to reign; For us he sent his Spirit here To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 7 To him whose boundless love has won Salvation for us through his Son, To God the Father glory be Both now and through eternity. 16 1 ARM of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne, 'I am Jehovah, God alone;' Thy voice their idols shall confound, 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim 17 1 POUR out thy Spirit from on high; Lord, thine assembled servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, [ness. And clothe them with thy righteous 2 Within thy temple when they stand, To teach the truth, as taught by thee, Saviour, like stars in thy right hand The angels of the churches be. 3 Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above, To bear thy people on their heart, And love the souls whom thou dost love; 4 To watch and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep; 5 Then, when their work is finished here, In humble hope their charge resign. When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, O God, may they and we be thine. 18 1 0 SPIRIT of the living God, In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 O Spirit of the Lord, prepare All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord. 19 1 O JESUS, Lord of heavenly grace, Thou Brightness of thy Father's face, Thou Fountain of eternal light, Whose beams disperse the shades of night, 2 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love, Shower down thy radiance from above, 20 1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 2 Thy precious time misspent redeem; Keep conscience as the noontide clear; Think how all-seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King. 5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall I may of endless light partake. [wake, Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Disperse my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and 6 will, And with thyself my spirit fill. |