ACH trial hath a gentle voice,
"Here, stranger, do not stay;'
The storm across the wilderness
Cries, "Pilgrim, haste away.'
2 Our miseries all upward point,
"Seek ye the things above;
On earthly changes, cares and toil,
Why will ye set your love?"
3 Lord, give us nearer, clearer views
Of the dear home on high;
And then these sad vicissitudes
Will cease to terrify.
4 With patient hope we'll struggle through
The darkness of the way,
The morning cometh! soon will dawn
Our bright eternal day.
GEO. RAWSON. 1857.
C.M.
1160 The Lord preserveth all them
that love Him.-Ps. 145. 20.
WHILE Thee I seek, protecting
Be my vain wishes stilled;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.
2 Thy love the power of thought bestows,
To Thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o'er my life hath flowed,
That mercy I adore.
3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see;
Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferred by Thee.
4 In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,
Ör seek relief in prayer.
5 When gladness gilds the favoured hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will.
6 My lifted eye without a tear
The lowering storm shall see ;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,
Because it rests on Thee.
HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS.
Burns the fiery pillar
At our army's head;
Who shall dream of shrinking,
By our Captain led?
Forward through the desert,
Through the toil and fight
Canaan lies before us,
Zion beams with light.
2 Forward, flock of Jesus,
Salt of all the earth;
Till each yearning purpose
Spring to glorious birth:
Sick, they ask for healing,
Blind, they grope for day;
Pour upon the nations
Wisdom's loving ray:
Forward, out of error,
Leave behind the night;
Forward through the darkness,
Forward into light.
3 Glories upon glories
Hath our God prepared,
By the souls that love Him
One day to be shared :
Eye hath not beheld them;
Ear hath never heard ;
Nor of these hath uttered
Thought or speech a word;
Forward, ever forward,
Clad in armour bright;
Till the veil be lifted,
Till our faith be sight.
4 Far o'er yon horizon
Rise the city towers,
Where our God abideth;
That fair home is ours!
Flash the streets with jasper,
Shine the gates with gold;
Flows the gladdening river
Shedding joys untold:
Thither, onward thither,
In the Spirit's might:
Pilgrims, to your country,
Forward into light.
1162 Let us not sleep as do others,
but let us watch and be sober. -1 Thess. 5. 6.
HRISTIAN! seek not yet repose,
Cast thy dreams of case away;
Thou art in the midst of foes;
Watch and pray.
2 Principalities and powers,
Mustering their unseen array,
Wait for thy unguarded hours;
Watch and pray.
3 Gird thy heavenly armour on,
Wear it every night and day;
Ambushed lies the evil one;
Watch and pray.
4 Hear the victors who o'ercame ;
Still they mark each warrior's way;
All with one sweet voice exclaim,
Watch and pray.
1 TAND up! stand up for Jesus! Ye soldiers of the Cross!
Lift high His royal banner;
It must not suffer loss:
From victory unto victory
His army shall He lead,
Till every foe is vanquished,
And Christ is Lord indeed.
2 Stand up! stand up for Jesus!
The trumpet-call obey;
Forth to the mighty conflict,
In this His glorious day;
Ye that are men, now serve Him,
Against unnumbered foes;
Your courage rise with danger,.
And strength to strength oppose.
3 Stand up! stand up for Jesus!
Stand in His strength alone:
The arm of flesh will fail you;
Ye dare not trust your own;
Put on the gospel armour,
And watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.
4 Stand up! stand up for Jesus!
The strife will not be long;
This day the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song.
To him that overcometh
A crown of life shall be ;
He with the King of glory
Shall reign eternally.
We are not divided,
All one body we,
One in hope, in doctrine,
One in charity.
3 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane,
But the Church of Jesu
Constant will remain :
Gates of hell can never
'Gainst that Church prevail;
We have Christ's own promise,
And that cannot fail,
in a pillar of a cloud to lead them the way-Exod. 13. 21. RIGHTLY gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky,
Waving wanderers onward
To their home on high.
Journeying o'er the desert,
Gladly thus we pray,
And with hearts united
Take our heavenward way.
Chorus-Brightly gleams our banner,
Pointing to the sky,
Waving wanderers onward
To their home on high.
2 Jesus, Lord and Master,
At Thy sacred feet,
Here with hearts rejoicing
Sce Thy children meet;
Often have we left Thee,
Often gone astray;
Keep us, mighty Saviour,
In the narrow way.
3 All our days direct us
In the way we go,
Lead us on victorious
Over every foe:
Bid Thine angels shield us
When the storm-clouds lower;
Pardon Thou and save us
In the last dread hour.
1167 The Lord hear thee in the day of
trouble.-Ps. 20. 1.
N the day of Thy distress,
May Jehovah hear Thee!
In the hour when dangers press,
Jacob's God be near Thee!
Send thee, from His holy place,
Timely aid or strengthening grace!
2 May thy prayers and offerings rise,
By thy God recorded!
Thine oblations reach the skies,
Graciously rewarded!
Granted be thy heart's request;
All thy purposes be blest!
3 Thy success our hearts shall cheer,
We, with exultation,
In Jehovah's name will rear
Trophies of salvation.
Go beneath His guardian care,
And the Lord fulfil thy prayer!
J. CONDER. 1836.
OME, let us to the Lord our God With contrite hearts return; Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.
2 His voice commands the tempest forth, And stills the stormy wave;
And though His arm be strong to smite, "Tis also strong to save.
3 Long hath the night of sorrow reigned;
The dawn shall bring us light;
God shall appear, and we shall rise
With gladness in His sight.
4 Our hearts, if God we seek to know,
Shall know Him and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be,
Like morning songs His voice.
5 So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light;
That hallowed morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night.
JOHN MORRISON. 1741.
1169 Let him return to the Lord, and
He will have mercy upon him.
-Isa. 55. 7.
RETURN, wanderer, return,
And seek an injured Father's face; Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace.
2 Return, O wanderer, return,
And seek a Father's melting heart;
His pitying eyes thy grief discern,
His hand shall heal thy inward smart.
3 Return, O wanderer, return,
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live;
Go to His bleeding feet, and learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.
4 Return, O wanderer, return,
And wipe away the falling tear;
"Tis God who says, "No longer mourn;
"Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.
I perish with hunger, I will arise, and go to my father.Luke 15. 17.
WEARY of wandering from my God,
And now made willing to return,
I hear, and bow me to the rod;
For Him, not without hope, I mourn;
I have an Advocate above,
A Friend before the throne of love.
2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace,
More full of grace than I of sin;
Yet once again I seek Thy face,
Open Thine arms and take me in;
And freely my back-lidings heal,
And love the faithless sinner still.
3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore;
Oh! for Thy truth and mercy's sake,
Forgive and bid me sin no more.
The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer.
4 Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart,
That trembles at the approach of sin;
A goodly fear of sin impart,
Implant, and root it deep within;
That I may dread Thy gracious power,
And never dare offend Thee more.
C. WESLEY.
PROGRESS AND PERSEVERANCE.
1LEND me, O Lord, Thy softening
When sunshine makes a heaven below,
Lest in the desert I be proud,
Forgetful whence the sunbeams flow.
2 Lend me, O Lord, Thy fire Divine, When darkness hídes Thee from my soul, Lest in the desert I repine, Forgetful whence the shadows roll. 3 Be Thou the shade on my right hand, When in my strength I stand alone; And when in night I lose the land, Be Thou my Star, my guiding One. 4 Thy cloud that meets me in the day Is but the shadow of Thy wing, Concealing from my sight the way That faith alone may homeward bring. 5 Thy fire that meets me in the night Is the full brightness of Thy face, Revealing through my tears a light That leads me to Thy dwelling-place. 148th.
1173 They left their nets and followed
Him.-Matt. 4. 20.
JESUS, at Thy command
I launch into the deep,
And leave my native land,
Where sin lulls all asleep:
For Thee I fain would all resign,
And sail to heaven with Thee and Thine.
Thou art my Pilot wise;
My compass is Thy word,
My soul each storm defies,
While I have such a Lord.
I trust Thy faithfulness and power
To save me in the trying hour.
Though rocks and quicksands deep
Through all my passage lie,
Yet Christ will safely keep,
And guide me with His eye;
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide,
And I each boisterous storm outride.
By faith I see the land,
The port of endless rest;
My soul, thy sails expand,
And fly to Jesus' breast.
O may I reach the heavenly shore,
Where winds and waves distress no more.
Whene'er becalmed I lie,
And storms forbear to toss,
Be Thou, dear Lord, still nigh,
Lest I should suffer loss:
For more the treacherous calm I dread
Than tempests burning o'er my head.
Come, heavenly wind, and blow
A prosperous gale of grace,
To waft from all below
To heaven, my destined place: Then, in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind.
1174 Strangers and pilgrims.-—Heb.
HAPPY band of pilgrims,
If onward ye will tread
With Jesus as your Fellow,
To Jesus as your Head!
2 O happy if ye labour
As Jesus did for men:
O happy if ye hunger
As Jesus hungered then!
3 The cross that Jesus carried
He carried as your due :
The crown that Jesus weareth
He weareth it for you.
4 The faith by which ye see Him,
The hope in which ye yearn,
The love that through all troubles
To Him alone will turn.
5 The trials that beset you,
The sorrows ye endure,
The manifold temptations
That death alone can cure,-
6 What are they but His jewels
Of right celestial worth?
What are they but the ladder
Set up to heaven on earth?
7 O happy band of pilgrims,
Look upward to the skies,
Where such a light affliction
Shall win so great a prize.
JOSEPH OF THE STUDIUM. 870.
TR. BY J. M. NEALE. 1851.
1176 These follow the Lamb whither
soever He goeth.-Rev. 14. 4.
10 Juserve Thee to the end;
Jesus, I have promised
Be Thou for ever near me,
My Master and my Friend.
I shall not fear the battle
If Thou art by my side,
Nor wander from the pathway
If Thou wilt be my Guide.
2 Oh! let me feel Thee near me,
The world is ever near;
I see the sights that dazzle;
The tempting sounds I hear:
My foes are ever near me,
Around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,
And shield my soul from sin.
3 Oh! let me hear Thee speaking
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,
The murmurs of self-will.
Oh! speak to reassure me,
To hasten or control:
Oh! speak, and make me listen,
Thou Guardian of my soul.
4 O Jesus, Thou hast promised
To all, who follow Thee,
That where Thou art in glory,
There shall Thy servant be;
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