2

Ye in the rest of God,

We, by His holy will,

3

4

5

As parts of the great armament

On distant service still.

A weary band, in foreign land,

Long exile we may see,

But faith can rise to yon fair skies,
For a while with you to be.

Ye in the light of God,
Safe hushed from all alarm,

Appear, Desire of nations,
Thine exiles long for home;

Show in the heavens Thy promised sign,
Thou Prince and Saviour, come.
DEAN ALFORD.

1199

Out of the wild and surging waves, Have passed into the calm.

1

No sinful stain, no grief, no pain,
Can ever mar your hymn!

But fears of death they cloy our breath,
And the mists around are dim!

So! stand before your God,
In beautiful array,

Sound your uplifted trumpets loud
In your triumphant way
Your fight is done, your victory won,
Yours is the "Morning Star!"
The sea of glass gleams as ye pass,
And we hear your notes afar,

"Salvation to our God,
And to the Lamb once slain,"
We answer to your chorus high,
"Worthy the Lamb" again.

For us to God, by His own blood,
Hath He redeemed from sin,
Him soon with you we hope to view,"
And the selfsame glory win.

G. RAWSON.

7.6.8.6.7.6.8.6.

1865.

1198 The glory which shall be revealed

in us.-Rom. 8. 18.

EN thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints, Throng up the steeps of light: "Tis finished! all is finished,

Their fight with death and sin; Fling open wide the golden gates And let the victors in.

2 What rush of Hallelujahs

Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh!

O day for which creation

And all its tribes were made!
O joy, for all its former woes
A thousandfold repaid!

3 O then what raptured greetings
On Canaan's happy shore,

What knitting severed friendships up,

Where partings are no more!

Then eyes with joy shall sparkle
That brimmed with tears of late;
Orphans no longer fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.

4 Bring near Thy great salvation,
Thou Lamb for sinners slain;
Fill up the roll of Thine elect,
Then take Thy power and reign;

10.4.

1867.

Compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses.-Heb.

12. 1.

[confessed, Who Thee by faith before the world Thy name, O Jesus, be for ever blessed. Hallelujah!

2 Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and

their might;

[fought fight; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the wellThou, in the darkness drear, their Light of light.

Hallelujah!

1201

1

9.8.9.8.8.8.

Baptizing them into the name of

the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.-Matt. 28. 19.

BAPTIZED into Thy name most holy,

O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

I claim a place, though weak and lowly,
Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host;
Buried with Christ, and dead to sin,
Thy Spirit now shall dwell within.
2 My loving Father here doth take me

To be henceforth His child and heir,
My faithful Saviour now doth make me
The fruit of all His sorrows share;
My Comforter will comfort me,
When darkest clouds around I see.

3 And I have vowed to fear and love Thee, And to obey Thee, Lord, alone

I felt Thy Spirit inly move me,

And dared to pledge myself Thy own,
Renouncing sin to keep the faith,
And war with evil to the death.
4 Yea, all I am, and love most dearly,
To Thee I offer now the whole;
O let me make my vows sincerely,
Take full possession of my soul;
Let nought within me, nought I own,
Serve any will but Thine alone.
5 And never let my purpose falter,

O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!
But keep me faithful to Thine altar,
Till Thou shall call me from my post;
So unto Thee I live and die,

And praise Thee evermore on high.
RAMBUCH. 1723.

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire:
Come, my dear Jesus, from above,
And feed my soul with heavenly love.

3 The trees of life immortal stand
In fragrant rows at Thy right hand;
And in sweet murmurs, by their side,
Rivers of bliss perpetual glide.

4 Haste, then, but with a smiling face,
And spread the table of Thy grace;
Bring down a taste of truth divine,
And cheer my heart with sacred wine.
5 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare!
How sweet Thy entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace, and dying love.
6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine,
In Thee thy Father's glories shine:
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one,
That eyes have seen, or angels known.
1719.

ISAAC WATTS.

1

1. 12.

Y God, and is Thy table spread?

Mand, does Thy cup with love o'er-
Thither be all Thy children led,

[flow? And let them all its sweetness know.

2 Hail! sacred feast, which Jesus makes,
Rich banquet of His flesh and blood!
Thrice happy he who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food.

3 Why are these emblems still in vain
Before unwilling hearts displayed?
Was not for you the Victim slain?
Are you forbid the children's bread?

4 O let Thy table honoured be,
And furnished well with joyful guests;
And may each soul salvation see,
That here its sacred pledges tastes.

5 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared,

With hearts inflamed let all attend; Nor, when we leave our Father's board, The pleasure or the profit end.

6 Revive Thy dying churches, Lord, And bid our drooping graces live; And more, that energy afford

1

A Saviour's grace alone can give.

PHILIP DODDRIDGE.

L.M.

1755.

1204 This do, in remembrance of

Me.-1 Cor. 11. 25.

AT Thy command, our dearest Lord,

Here we attend Thy dying feast, Thy love, like wine, adorns the board, Thy presence gladdens every guest.

2 Our faith adores Thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in One that died
We hope for heavenly crowns above
From a Redeemer crucified.

;

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on Thy cause;
We come to boast our Saviour's name,
And make our triumphs in His Cross.
4 With joy we tell the scoffing age,
He that was dead has left His tomb;
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till He come.
ISAAC WATTS. 1719.

78.

2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God; Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven;

Here would I lay aside each heavy load; Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song, This is the heavenly table spread for me; Here let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong [Thee. The brief, bright hour of fellowship with

with the twelve.-Mark 14. 17.

1 JESUS, to Thy table led,

Now let every heart be fed With the true and living Bread! 2 While upon Thy Cross we gaze, Mourning o'er our sinful ways, Turn our sadness into praise ! 3 From the bonds of sin release, Weak and wavering faith increase, Grant us, Lamb of God, Thy peace! 4 Draw us to Thy wounded side Whence there flows the healing tide, There our sins and sorrows hide. 5 Lead us by Thy pierced hand, Till around Thy throne we stand In the bright and better land!

R. H. BAYNES. 1863. C.M.

1206 Abide with us, for... the day

1

is far spent.-Luke 24. 29.

JESUS Christ; the Holy One,
I long to be with Thee;

O Jesus Christ! the lowly One,
Come and abide with me.

2 Now while the symbols of Thy love
Before Thy saints are set,

And Thou, descending from above,
Their yearning hearts hast met;

3 Come, and o'ershadow with Thy power This lonely heart of mine,

And feed me in this solemn hour
With Thine own bread and wine.

4 My meat indeed-my drink indeed-
Art Thou, my gracious Lord;
Help Thou my soul by faith to feed
On this Thy precious word;

5 Till nourished, strengthened, satisfied,
'My glad and thankful heart
Forgets the things Thou hast denied
In those Thou dost impart.

The feast, though not the love, is past and gone; [art here, The bread and wine remove, but Thou Who art the Way, the Truth, the Life alone.

5 1 have no help but Thine; nor do I need

Another arm save Thine to lean upon;
It is enough, my Lord, enough, indeed,
My strength is in Thy might, Thy might
alone.

6 Feast after feast thus comes and passes
by,
[above,
Yet, passing, points to the glad feast
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,
The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and
love.
1867.
H. BONAR.

1 Ling:

When shall earth Thy rule obey?
When shall end the night of weeping?
When shall break the promised day?
See the whitening harvest languish,
Waiting still the labourer's toil;
Was it vain-Thy Son's deep anguish ?
Shall the strong retain the spoil?

2 Tidings, sent to every creature,
Millions yet have never heard;
Can they hear without a preacher?
Lord Almighty, give the word.
Give the word!-in every nation
Let the Gospel-trumpet sound,
Witnessing a world's salvation,

To the earth's remotest bound.

3 Then the end! Thy Church completed,
All Thy chosen gathered in,
With their King in glory seated,
Satan bound, and banished sin;
Gone for ever parting, weeping,

Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain :-
Lo! her watch Thy Church is keeping;
Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign!

H. DOWNTON.

1843.

Over our spirits first

3

4

5

Extend thy healing reign;

Then raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again.

Come, Kingdom of our God,

And make the broad earth thine; Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace Divine.

Soon may all tribes be blest
With fruit from Life's glad tree,

And in its shade, like brothers, rest
Sons of one family.

Come, Kingdom of our God,
And raise thy glorious throne
In worlds by the undying trod,
Where God shall bless His own.
H. D. JOHNS. 1865.

1 REVIVE Thy work, O Lord,

2

3

4

5

Thy mighty arm make bare ;

Speak with the voice that wakes the dead,
And make Thy people hear.

Revive Thy work, O Lord,
Disturb this sleep of death;
Quicken the smouldering embers now
By thine Almighty breath.

Revive Thy work, O Lord,
Create soul-thirst for Thee;

And hungering for the bread of life,
O may our spirits be!

Revive Thy work, O Lord,

Exalt Thy precious name;

And, by the Holy Ghost, our love
For Thee and Thine inflame.

Revive Thy work, O Lord,
And give refreshing showers;
The glory shall be all Thine own,
The blessing, Lord, be ours.

ALBERT MIDLANE.

S.M.

1865.

"LORD! revive Thy work!"

Bid showers of grace descend;

To longing hearts reveal Thy love,
And save us to the end.

We mourn our languid zeal,

Our unbelief remove;

Oh! take our hearts and make them Thine;

Lord! fill each soul with love.

"O Lord! revive Thy work!" Regard Thy "planted" vine;

Behold us each, through Christ Thy Son, For Thee, for Thee we pine.

3

This is our heartfelt prayer,

Content we cannot be ;

We will not, dare not, let Thee rest
Till we Thy glory see.

"O Lord! revive Thy work!"

Let many souls be saved;

Make bare Thine arm, and rescue men,
By nature all depraved.

Then fit us for Thy work,
Endue with power Divine;
Lord, keep us earnest in Thy cause,
The glory shall be Thine

1LORD, I hear of showers of blessing
Thou art scattering, full and free;
Showers, the thirsty land refreshing;
Let some droppings fall on me,
Even me.

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father!
Sinful though my heart may be ;
Thou might'st leave me, but the rather
Let Thy mercy light on me,

Even me.

3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour ! Let me love and cling to Thee; I am longing for Thy favour; When Thou comest, call for me,

Even me.

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit !
Thou canst make the blind to see;
Witnesser of Jesus' merit,
Speak the word of power to me,
Even me.

5 Have I long in sin een sleeping,
Long been slighting, grieving Thee?
Has the world my heart been keeping?
Oh! forgive and rescue me,
Even me.

6 Love of God, so pure and changeless,
Blood of Christ, so rich and free,
Grace of God, so strong and boundless,
Magnify them all in me,

2 As labourers in Thy vineyard, Send us out, Christ, to be Content to bear the burden

Of weary days for Thee;
We ask no other wages,

When Thou shalt call us home,
But to have shared Thy travail,
And see Thy Kingdom come.
3 Come down, Thou Holy Spirit,
And fill our souls with light;
Clothe us in spotless raiment,
In linen clean and white;
Within Thy sacred temple

Be with us, where we stand,
And sanctify Thy people

Throughout this happy land.

4 Be with us, God the Father;
Be with us, God the Son;
And God, the Holy Spirit;
O blessed Three in One!
Make us a royal priesthood,
Thee rightly to adore,
And fill us with Thy fulness,
Now, and for evermore.

J. S. B. MONSELL. 1866. 5.5.5.11.

2 When He first the work begun,
Small and feeble was His day;
Now the word doth swiftly run,
Now it wins its widening way;
More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail,

Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise,
He the door hath opened wide;
He hath given the word of grace,
Jesus' word is glorified;
Jesus, mighty to redeem,

He alone the work hath wrought;
Worthy is the work of Him,

Him who spake a world from nought.

4 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand?

Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land;
Lo! the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the Spirit of His Love!

7.6.

C. WESLEY. 1758.

opened.-1 Cor. 16. 9.

That the Word of the Lord may
have free course, and be glori
fied.-2 Thess. 3. 1.

1 SEE how great a flame aspires,
Kindled by a spark of grace!
Jesus' love the nation fires,
Sets the kingdoms on a blaze;
To bring fire on earth He came,
Kindled in some hearts it is,

O that all might catch the flame,
All partake the glorious bliss!

4

Thy Kingdom.-Ps. 145. 11.

LORD God of our salvation,

Whose Love has brought us nigh,

Through His humiliation

Who reigns with Thee on high; Behold us as we gather

Adoring at Thy feet,

And with Thy smile, O Father,

Thy children deign to greet.

We give Thee thanks and blessing
For Thy surpassing gift,

The heart, its Lord possessing,
What lofty hopes uplift!
Since, saved of every nation,
And kindred, tongue, and tribe,

A countless congregation

Shall grace to Him ascribe.

Yet are we sad before Thee,
For dying souls afar,
Who have not seen the glory
Of Jacob's royal Star;

Nor know His wealth of merit,
Who did in death atone,
And, through the eternal Spirit,
Has made His life their own.

On, on the moments bear them,
Where deeper shades prevail;
Our God, wilt Thou prepare them,
The Gospel's light to hail?
Thyself in Christ revealing,
Reclaim, renew, restore,

Spread wide the wings of healing,

The balm Divine outpour.