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And, when earthly things are past,
Where no clouds Thy glory hide.
Need they no created light;
W. C. DIX. 1859.
BEHOLD! the Son of God
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST:
C.M. 1032 Made Himself of no reputation, and took on
Him the form of a servant. —Phil. 2. 7. 1
To dwell with men below.
He flies to our relief;
And His companion, grief.
Affliction marked His road;
To bring us back to God.
That pained His holy mind,
Against Him were combined.
5 How dark and awful was the hour
When on the cross He cried,
Then bowed His head and died !
6 And did my Saviour thus expire,
Nailed to the accursed tree ?
away Who lived and died for me.
BAP. NEW SELECTION. 1828.
Strangers and pilgrims.--Heb. 11. 13. 1 PILGRIM through this lonely world,
The blessed Saviour passed; A mourner all His life was He,
A dying Lamb at last.
For all its life-blood gave ;
Save only in the grave.
The cross, with all its scorn ? Or love a faithless, evil wcrld,
That wreathed 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.
5 In tents we dwell amid the waste,
Nor turn aside to roam
Where Jesus had no home.
6 Dead to the world with Him who died
To win our hearts, our love, We, risen with our risen Head, In spirit dwell above.
SIR E. DENNY. 1848.
where dwellest Thou?
John 1. 38. 1
Lamb of God, 'tis Thee we seek;
As of old, breathes, Come and see. 2 Master, where abidest Thou?
We would leave the past behind ;
Breathes the answer, Come and see. 3 Master, where abidest Thou?
How shall we Thine image best
With the message, Come and see. 4 Master, where abidest Thou?
All the springs of life are low;
Sin and grief our spirits bow,
Falls the summons, Come and see. 5 Christian, tell it to thy brother
From life's dawning to its end;
MRS. ELIZABETH CHARLES. 1864,
1035 And they brought unto Him all sick people,
and He healed them.—Matt. 4. 24. 1 ÕHINE arm, O Christ, in days of old
It triumphed o'er disease and death,
O’er darkness and the grave.
The palsied and the lame,
The sick with fevered frame. 2 And lo! Thy touch brought life and health
Gave speech and strength and sight;
Owned Thee, the Lord of Light;
Almighty, as of yore,
As by Gennesareth's shore.
3 Be Thou our great Deliverer still,
Thou Lord of life and death;
With Thine Almighty breath ;
Give wisdom's heavenly lore,
E. H. PLUMPTRE. 1865. 1036 Master, it is good for us to be here.
Mark 9. 5. 1 0
MASTER, it is good to be
High on the mountain here with Thee,
Than storm, than earthquake, or than fire. 2 0 Master, it is good to be
With Thee and with Thy faithful Three
With him whose last best creed is Love. 3 O Master, it is good to be
Entranced, enwrapt, alone with Thee ;