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'Tis the Father's pleasure
We should call Him Lord,
Was the mighty Word.
2 Humbled for a season,
To receive a Name
Unto whom He came;
Spotless to the last;
When from death He passed.
3 Name Him, brothers, name Him
With love as strong as death,
And with bated breath ;
He is Christ the Lord,
Trusted, and adored.
4 In your hearts enthrone Him;
There let Him subdue
All that is not true :
In temptation's hour;
In its light and power.
5 Brothers, this Lord Jesus
Shall return again,
With His angel train ;
For all wreaths of empire
Meet upon His brow,
King of Glory now.
C. M. NOEL.
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST:
HIS CHARACTER AND TITLES.
Thou art my hiding-place. ---Ps. 32. 7.
Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
The Lamb, our Shield and Hiding-place.
And thunders clothe His cloudy car,
the horror of His ire ? [tire, 3 'Tis He—the Lamb—to Him we fly,
While the dread tempest passes by:
And spares us in our hiding-place.
The Lamb is our unfailing screen ;
And God still spares us for His Son.
Pollutions still our hearts o’erflow;
We deeply need a hiding-place.
And we shall lay these clods aside ;
Shall be baptized in Jordan's flood,
And washed in Jesus' cleansing blood.
We through the Lamb shall be decreed;
HENRY KIRKE WHITE. 1809.
1055 Greater lore hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.—John 15. 13. 1 TESUS, the sinner's Friend!
We hide ourselves in Thee ;
It is our only plea.
We claim it as our own;
His well-beloved Son.
It covers all our sin;
And we may enter in.
And we are justified ;
We live, for Thou hast died.
We cannot speak Thy praise.
That ransomed hearts would raise
Upon the glassy sea,
Clothed in our blood-bought robes of white
We stand complete in Thee,-
Such praises as are meet,
MRS. C. PENNEFATHER. 1874.
1056 Lo! I am with you alway.—Matt. 28. 20.
O Shepherd ever kind,
To ear, and heart, and mind.
To muse on things above ;
With cords of mighty love.
My feet had gone astray,
The Guardian of my way!
And wounded sore by sin,
And healing balm poured in!
Wherever Thou wilt lead;
With Thee at hand to feed.
În death shall make me bold;
LAURENCE TUTTIETT. 1866.
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST :
1057 Thou art worthy . . . for Thou wast stain
and hast redeemed us.-Rev. 5. 9. 1 NOME, let us sing the song
The homage which to Christ belongs:
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!” 2 Slain to redeem us by His blood,
To cleanse from every sinful stain,
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!” 3 To Him who suffer'd on the tree
Our souls, at His soul's price, to gain,
Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !" 4 To Him, enthroned by filial right,
All power in heaven and earth proclaim,
Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!” 5 Come, Holy Spirit, from on high,
Our faith, our hope, our love sustain,
• Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !” 6 Yea, in eternity of bliss,
When called thro' grace with Him to reign; Our song, our song of songs, be this: “Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain !”
JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1853.